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diff --git a/.gitattributes b/.gitattributes new file mode 100644 index 0000000..6833f05 --- /dev/null +++ b/.gitattributes @@ -0,0 +1,3 @@ +* text=auto +*.txt text +*.md text diff --git a/28275-8.txt b/28275-8.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..fdb812f --- /dev/null +++ b/28275-8.txt @@ -0,0 +1,2433 @@ +Project Gutenberg's Harper's Young People, December 30, 1879, by Various + +This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with +almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: Harper's Young People, December 30, 1879 + An Illustrated Weekly + +Author: Various + +Release Date: March 8, 2009 [EBook #28275] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, DEC 30, 1879 *** + + + + +Produced by Annie McGuire + + + + + + + + +[Illustration: HARPER'S + +YOUNG PEOPLE + +AN ILLUSTRATED WEEKLY.] + + + * * * * * + +VOL. I.--NO. 9. PUBLISHED BY HARPER & BROTHERS, NEW YORK. PRICE FOUR +CENTS. + +Tuesday, December 30, 1879. Copyright, 1879, by HARPER & BROTHERS. $1.50 +per Year, in Advance. + + * * * * * + + + + +A COASTING SONG. + +[Illustration: COASTING NEW-YEAR'S EVE. + +Drawn by C. GRAHAM.] + + + From the quaint old farm-house, nestling warmly + 'Neath its overhanging thatch of snow, + Out into the moonlight troop the children, + Filling all the air with music as they go, + Gliding, sliding, + Down the hill, + Never minding + Cold nor chill, + O'er the silvered + Moon-lit snow, + Swift as arrow + From the bow, + With a rush + Of mad delight + Through the crisp air + Of the night, + Speeding far out + O'er the plain, + Trudging gayly + Up again + To where the firelight's + Ruddy glow + Turns to gold + The silver snow. + Finer sport who can conceive + Than that of coasting New-Year's Eve? + Half the fun lies in the fire + That seems to brighter blaze and higher + Than any other of the year, + As though his dying hour to cheer, + And at the same time greeting give + To him who has a year to live. + 'Tis built of logs of oak and pine, + Filled in with branches broken fine; + It roars and crackles merrily; + The children round it dance with glee; + They sing and shout and welcome in + The new year with a joyous din + That rings far out o'er hill and dale, + And warns the watchers in the vale + 'Tis time the church bells to employ + To spread the universal joy. + + Then the hill is left in silence + As the coasters homeward go, + And the crimson of the fire-light + Fades from off the trodden snow. + + So the years glide by as swiftly + As the sleds rush down the hill, + And each new one as it cometh + Bringeth more of good than ill. + + + + +THE FAIRY'S TOKEN. + + + Ethelreda, the Fairy of Northland, + Was singing a song to herself, + As she swung from a wreath of soft snow-flakes, + And smiled to another bright elf. + + What token shall we send to our darling, + Our name-child, fair Ethel, below + In the house which is down in the valley + All covered and calm in the snow? + + Shall we gather our glorious jewels, + And wind them about her lithe form? + They would glitter and glance in the sunshine, + And merrily gleam in the storm. + + Shall we clothe her in whitest of ermine, + And robe her as grand as a queen; + Weave her laces of ice and of frost-work, + A mantle of glistening sheen? + + She would shudder and cry at the clasping, + She would moan aloud in her woe, + And think the gay robes had been fashioned + By cruelest, bitterest foe. + + I will none of these gifts for my darling, + Neither jewels nor laces rare, + Neither diamonds nor pearls of cold anguish-- + My gift shall be tender and fair. + + Early Ethel awoke Christmas morning, + And found on her pillow that day + A bunch of bright little snow-drops, + From kind Ethelreda, the Fay! + + + + +[Begun in No. 1 of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, November 4.] + +THE BRAVE SWISS BOY. + + +_VIII.--THE REWARD OF FIDELITY._ + +Walter met with a friendly reception from General De Bougy--a brave old +warrior who had served under Napoleon, and fought at Waterloo, where he +had been severely wounded, and had lost his right foot by a cannon-ball. +His hair was gray, and his countenance weather-beaten; but in spite of +his age and infirmities he enjoyed tolerably good health, and was always +in good humor. Having from long experience become a keen observer of +those around him, it was not long before he recognized the merits of his +new servant, to whom he soon became as much attached as his nephew had +been. + +Walter had been about three months in the general's service, and it +seemed to all appearance as if he was likely to become a permanency +there, when a letter arrived from Paris, the reading of which suddenly +changed the customary gayety of the old man into the deepest gloom. + +"This is a sad affair," said he to Walter, who happened to be in the +room at the time. "My poor nephew!" + +"Mr. Lafond? What is the matter with him?" inquired Walter, earnestly. + +"He is ill, dangerously ill, poor fellow, so the doctor informs me," +replied the general. "You can read the letter yourself. He seems to +complain of being surrounded by strangers, with no one in the house that +he can rely on. If I were not such an old cripple, I would go and help +him to the best of my ability; for although he has led a thoughtless, +reckless life, a more thorough-hearted gentleman does not live. Poor +Adolphe!" + +"I must go to him, sir," said Walter, suddenly, after hastily reading +the letter, the perusal of which had driven all the color from his +cheeks. + +"You! Why, it is not long since you left him; and what do you want to go +back for?" inquired the general, in surprise. + +"Can you not guess, sir? I must go and nurse him. He must at least have +one person near him to pay him some attention." + +"If you care for him so," exclaimed the general, "why did you leave his +service?" + +This led Walter to explain to the old gentleman the reasons which had +compelled him to give up his situation, and again to beg permission to +act the part of nurse to his former master. A tear sparkled in the old +man's eye as the youth declared the attachment he had always cherished +for Mr. Lafond. "Go to him, then," said he. "I can not trust him to a +more faithful attendant; and as soon as I can I will follow you, and +take my place with you by his bedside. Poor Adolphe! Had he only +possessed firmness of character, and avoided bad company, he might have +been well and strong to-day. But his unhappy weakness has brought him to +the grave before his time, in spite of all my warnings, and entreaties. +As he has sowed, so must he reap. Ah, Walter, his fate is a terrible +proof of the consequences of evil habits. But all regrets are useless +now. Let us lose no time in giving what little help we can." + +Making all the necessary preparations for the journey without a moment's +delay, Walter soon reached Paris. When he entered the chamber of Mr. +Lafond he was shocked at the change which a few short months had made in +his appearance. It was evident that the doctor had rather disguised than +exaggerated the danger he was in. The sunken eyes and withered face +showed only too plainly that the space of time allotted to him on earth +was but short. Walter sank on his knees by the bedside and taking the +pale and wasted hand in his, breathed a prayer that God might see fit to +deal mercifully with a life yet so young; while the invalid smiled +faintly, and stroked the cheek of his faithful attendant. + +"Dear Walter, how good of you to come back!" murmured the invalid. "I +thought you would not leave me to die alone. I feared that your +prediction would prove true, and therefore I did not wish you to go +home. I wanted to have a true friend with me at the last moment which I +feel can not be far off now." + +The faithful Switzer saw that Mr. Lafond too well knew the critical +condition he was in to be deceived by any false hopes, and he therefore +did everything in his power to make the last days of the dying man as +free from pain and discomfort as possible. Who could tell what might be +the effect, even at so late a period, of careful nursing and devoted +attention? But all his thoughtful and loving care seemed in vain. + +"The end is coming," said the invalid one evening, as the glowing rays +of the evening sun streamed into his apartment. "I shall never more look +upon yonder glorious sun, or hear the gay singing of the birds. I have +something to say to you, Walter, before I go. Do you see that black +cabinet in the corner? I bequeath it to you, with everything it +contains, and hope with all my heart that it will help you on in the +world as you deserve. Here is the key of my desk, in which you will find +my will, which confirms you in the possession of the cabinet and all its +contents. And now give me your hand, dear boy. Let me look once more +upon your honest face. May Heaven bless you for all your kindness and +devotion! Farewell!" + +Walter bent over the face of the dying man, and looked at him with deep +emotion. He smiled and closed his eyes; but after lying in a quiet +slumber for about an hour, he awoke with a spasm; his head fell back, +and the hapless victim died in the arms of his faithful servant. + +The long hours of the night were passed by Walter in weeping and prayer +beside the corpse of the master to whose kindness he had owed so much; +but when morning dawned he roused himself from his grief, and gave the +directions that were necessary under the melancholy circumstances. It +was a great relief to him that General De Bougy arrived toward evening +to pay the last honors to his deceased nephew. Two days afterward the +funeral took place; and as the mortal remains were deposited in the +family grave, Walter's tears flowed afresh as he thought of the many +proofs of friendship he had received from his departed master. + +A day or two afterward he was awakened from his sorrow by news from +home. The letter was from Neighbor Frieshardt, who again thanked him for +the money he had received for the sale of the cattle, praised him for +the faithfulness and ability with which he had managed the business, and +then went on to speak of Walter's father. "The old man," he wrote, "is +in good health, but he feels lonely, and longs for you to come back. 'If +Watty only were here, I should feel quite young again,' he has said to +me a hundred times. He sends you his love; and Seppi, who is still with +me, and is now a faithful servant, does the same. So good-by, Walter. I +think you now know what you had better do." + +Without any delay Walter hastened to the general, showed him the letter, +and told him he had decided to leave Paris and return home. + +The general used all his powers of persuasion, promised to regard the +young mountaineer as his own son; but it was all of no use. Walter spoke +so earnestly of his father's solitary home, and the desire he felt to +see his native mountains once more, that the old gentleman had to +reconcile himself to parting with him. "Go home, then," said he. "When +the voice of Duty calls, it is sinful to resist. But before you go, we +must open my nephew's will. It will surprise me very much if there is +nothing in it of importance to you." Unlocking the desk, the will was +found sealed up as it had been left by Mr. Lafond. After opening it, the +general read the document carefully through, and laid it down on the +table with an expression of disappointment. "Poor fellow!" he exclaimed. +"Death must have surprised him too suddenly, Walter, or he would +certainly have left you a larger legacy. This is all he says about you: +'To Walter Hirzel, my faithful and devoted servant, I bequeath the black +cabinet in my bedroom, with all its contents, and thank him sincerely +for all his attention to me.' That is the whole of it. But never mind, +my young friend; the old general is still alive, and he will make good +all that his nephew has forgotten." + +Walter shook his head. "Thanks, a thousand times, dear sir, but indeed I +wish for nothing. My feet will carry me to my native valley; and once I +am there, I can easily earn my living. I dare say there will be some +little keepsake in the cabinet that I can take in memory of my poor +master, and I want nothing more." + +"Then search the cabinet at once. Where is the key?" + +"Here," said Walter, taking it from his pocket. "Mr. Lafond gave me the +cabinet shortly before his death, and handed me the key at the same +time." + +"And have you never thought of opening it to see what it contained?" + +"No," replied Walter. "It did not occur to me to do so. But I will go +and see now." With these words he left the room, and went up to the +apartment where the piece of furniture stood. In the various drawers +were found the watch, rings, and jewelry his master had been accustomed +to wear. As he viewed these tokens of regard, his eyes were bedewed with +melancholy gratitude. Carefully placing the jewelry in a little box, he +was about to close the cabinet again, when his eye fell upon a drawer +which he had omitted to open. Here, to his infinite surprise, he found a +packet with the inscription, in his late master's handwriting, "The +Reward of Fidelity," which, on opening, he found to contain bank-notes +for one hundred thousand francs. + +"Well, what have you found?" inquired the general, eagerly, when the +half-bewildered youth returned. + +"This watch and jewelry, and a packet of bank-notes," replied Walter, +laying them on the table. + +"One hundred thousand francs!" exclaimed the old gentleman. "That is +something worth having. Why, that will be a fortune to you; and I am now +sorry that I did my nephew the injustice to think he had forgotten you. +I wish you joy with all my heart!" + +"For what do you wish me joy, sir?" + +"For what? For the money," said the general, in surprise. + +"But that is not for me," said the Switzer, shaking his head. "This +watch and the jewelry I will keep as long as I live, in memory of my +good master; but the money must have been left there by mistake, and I +should feel like a thief if I were to take any of it." + +The old general opened his eyes as wide as he could, and stared in +astonishment at the simplicity of the youth. "I'm afraid you are out of +your mind," said he. "The will says, 'The black cabinet, with all its +contents.' The bank-notes were in it, and of course they are yours." + +"And yet it must be a mistake." + +"But I tell you it is no mistake," exclaimed the general, impatiently. +"Look at the inscription, 'The Reward of Fidelity!' To whom should that +apply but to you? Put the money in your pocket, Walter, and let us have +no more absurd doubts about it." + +But the young man persisted in his refusal, and pushed the packet away +from him. "It is too much," said he; "I can not think of robbing you of +such a large sum." + +"Well, then," said the general, greatly touched by such singular +unselfishness, "_I_ must settle the business. If you won't take the +money, I will take _you_. From this day, Walter, you are my son. Come to +my heart. Old as it is, it beats warmly for fidelity and honesty. Thanks +to God that He has given me such a son in my lonely old age!" + +Walter stood as if rooted to the spot. But the old man drew him to his +breast and embraced him warmly, till both found relief for their +feelings in tears. + +"But my father," stammered the young man at last. "My father is all +alone at home." + +[Illustration: "HE WRAPPED HIMSELF IN HIS DRESSING-GOWN, AND WALKED +HASTILY TO AND FRO."] + +"Oh, we will start off to him at once, bag and baggage," exclaimed the +general. "I know your fatherland well, and shall very soon feel myself +more at home there than I am in France, where there is not a creature +left to care for me. Yes, Walter, we will go to the glorious Bernese +Oberland, and buy ground, and build a house, within view of your noble +mountains, and live there with your father. He shall have cattle and +goats to cheer his heart in his old age, and we will lead a happy life +together as long as God spares us." + +Walter in his happiness could scarcely believe his ears, and thought the +whole a splendid dream. But he soon found the reality. The general sold +his property in France, and departed with his adopted son to +Switzerland, where he carried out the intention he had so suddenly +formed. Old Toni Hirzel renewed his youth when he had his son once more +beside him, and he and the general soon became fast friends. A year had +scarcely passed ere a beautiful house was built near Meyringen, and +furnished with every comfort; while an ample garden, surrounded by +meadows, in which cows and oxen fed, added to the beauty of the scene. +Walter's dream had become a reality; and everything around him was so +much better than he had ever dared to hope, that his heart overflowed +with gratitude to God, and to the benefactor who had done so much for +him. + +Nor was this prosperity undeserved. Walter had not spent his time in +idleness and sloth. He knew that the diligent hand maketh its owner +rich, and he managed the land with so much energy and skill that he soon +became renowned as one of the best farmers in the Oberland. The general +and Toni assisted him with their counsel and help as far as they were +able; and the old soldier soon experienced the beneficial influence of +an active out-door life and the change of air and scene. His pale cheeks +grew once more ruddy with health, and he soon grew so active that he +even forgot that his right foot lay buried on the field of Waterloo. + +Thus the little family lived in happiness, enjoying the good wishes of +all their neighbors, and the gratitude of all who were in want; for they +were always ready to relieve out of their abundance any who needed it. +Mr. Seymour increased their happiness by visiting his friend Walter +nearly every year, and rejoiced in the prosperity which God had bestowed +upon him as a reward for his honesty and uprightness. + +THE END. + + + + +AROUND THE WORLD IN A STEAM-YACHT. + +[Illustration: STEAM-YACHT "HENRIETTE."--DRAWN BY F. S. COZZENS.] + + +The beautiful steam-yacht _Henriette_, of which a picture is given on +this page, has just left New York, bound on a pleasure voyage around the +world. Her passengers are her owner, M. Henri Say, and his wife and +child, and they will doubtless have a most pleasant voyage, and see many +strange sights and countries before it is ended. + +The general outline of the route to be pursued is from New York down the +coast, touching at Baltimore and Washington, and possibly at some of the +Southern ports, then to the West Indies, where several weeks will be +spent in cruising among the beautiful islands. Some of the principal +South American cities will be visited before stormy Cape Horn is +doubled, and the _Henriette_ enters the quieter waters of the Pacific. +Then the plan of the voyage includes the Sandwich Islands, San +Francisco, Japan, China, Australia, the East Indian islands, India, +Arabia, the Red Sea, Egypt, the Suez Canal, Turkey, the many interesting +countries bordering on the Mediterranean, and at last France, where M. +Say's home is, and where the long voyage will end in the harbor of +Nantes. + +The _Henriette_ was built at Newburgh, on the Hudson, last summer, at a +cost of $50,000, and was originally named the _Shaughraun_; but she was +sold, and her name changed, before she went on her first cruise. She is +rigged as a top-sail schooner, and under steam can make seventeen knots +an hour, which is very fast travelling. She is 205 feet long over all, +and is the largest steam-yacht but one ever built in this country. She +is to be accompanied in her trip around the world by a smaller +steam-yacht, or tender, named the _Follet_, in which will be carried +quantities of choice provisions and extra supplies of all kinds. The +crew of the _Henriette_ numbers thirty men, all of whom are French, +excepting her engineers, who are Americans, and the discipline +maintained on board is that of a French man-of-war. + + + + +THE NEW YEAR'S ERRAND. + + +"What are those children doing?" asked the clergyman of his wife a few +days after Christmas. + +[Illustration: WHAT BECAME OF THE CHRISTMAS TREE.--DRAWN BY C. S. +REINHART.] + +"I really can not tell you, James," was the reply, as his wife peered +anxiously over his shoulder, and out of the window. "All that I know +about it is this: I was busy in the pantry, when Rob put his head in, +and asked if he could have the Christmas tree, as nearly everything had +been taken off of it; so I said 'Yes,' and there he goes with it, sure +enough. I do hope the wax from the candles has not spotted the parlor +carpet." + +"Don't be anxious, wife; 'Christmas comes but once a year, and when it +comes should bring good cheer.'" + +"Yes," said the careful housewife, "I suppose I do worry. But there! it +is snowing again, and Bertha perched up on that tree on Rob's sled, and +she so subject to croup!" + +"The more she is out in the pure air, the less likely she is to take +cold; but where are they going?" + +"I really do not know, James. Did you ever see a dog more devoted to any +one than Jip is to Rob? There he goes, dancing beside him now; and I see +Rob has tied on the scarf Bertha knit for him; that is done to please +her. She did work so hard to get it finished in time before he came home +for the holidays." + +"She is very like her own dear little mother in kindness and care for +others," was the reply. + +The mother gave a bright smile and a kiss for the compliment, but a +little wail from the nursery hurried her out of the room. + +Christmas at the parsonage had been delightful, for, first of all, Rob's +return from boarding-school was a pleasurable event; he always came home +in such good spirits, was so full of his jokes and nonsense, and had so +many funny things to tell about the boys. Then there was the dressing of +the church with evergreens, and the decoration of the parlor with +wreaths of holly or running pine, and the spicy smell of all the +delicacies which were in course of preparation, for Sally was a famous +cook, and would brook no interference when mince-pies and plum-pudding +were to be concocted. + +But the children thought the arrival of a certain box, which was always +dispatched from town, the very best of all the Christmas delights. This +box came from their rich aunts and uncles, who seemed to think that the +little parsonage must be a dreary place in winter, and so, to make up to +its inmates for losing all the brightness of a city winter, they sent +everything they could think of in the way of beautiful pictures, +gorgeous books, games, sugar-plums, and enough little glittering things +for two or three trees. Of course the clergyman always laid aside some +of these things for other occasions, lest the children should be +surfeited. + +And so Christmas had passed happily, as usual. The school-children had +sung their carols and enjoyed their feast, the poor had been carefully +looked after and made comfortable, and there had come the usual lull +after a season of excitement. It was now the day before the first of the +new year, and the parson was writing a sermon. He was telling people +what a good time it was to try and turn over a new leaf; to be nobler, +truer, braver, than they had ever been before; to let the old year carry +away with it all selfishness, all anger, envy, and unloving thoughts; +and as he wrote, he looked out of the window at the falling snow, and +wondered where Bob and Bertha could have gone. + +Dinner-time came. Aunt Ellen, mamma, and the parson sat down alone. +"Where _are_ those children?" repeated mamma. + +"I do not think you need be worried, Kate," said Aunt Ellen. "Rob is so +thoughtful, he will take good care of Bertha. They have perhaps stopped +in at a neighbor's, and been coaxed to stay." + +"Very likely," said the parson. And then the baby came in, crowing and +chuckling, and claiming his privileges, such as sitting in a high chair +and feeding the cat, and mamma had enough to do to keep the merry fellow +in order, or his fat little hands would have grasped all the silver, and +pulled over the glasses. + +After dinner, while the parson let the baby twist his whiskers or creep +about his knees, mamma played some lovely German music, and Aunt Ellen +crocheted. The short afternoon grew dusky. Baby went off to the nursery; +the parson had lighted his cigar, and was going out for a walk, but +mamma looked so anxious that he said, + +"I will go look for the children, Kate." + +"Really, I think you will have to give Rob a little scolding, my dear. +He should have told us where he was going." + +"Yes, I suppose so," said the parson; when just then there was a gleeful +cry--a merry chorus made up of Rob's, Bertha's, and Jip's voices, and +there they were, Bertha on the sled, and Rob was her horse. + +"Where have you been, my son?" said the parson, trying to be severe. +"You should not have gone off in this manner for the whole day without +asking permission." + +Rob's bright smile faded a little; but Bertha said, quickly, "Please, +papa, don't scold Rob. If you only knew--" + +"Hush, Bertha!" said Rob; and red as his cheeks were, they grew redder. + +"I am sorry you are offended, sir. I did not mean to be so long. We were +detained." + +"What detained you?" + +"And where did you get your dinner?" asked mamma. + +"Oh, we had plenty to eat." + +"But you don't intend us to know where you got it?" + +"No, sir," said Rob, frankly. + +"Now, papa, you _shall_ not scold Rob," said Bertha, putting her hand in +his. "Come into your study. Go away, Rob; go give Jip his supper. Come, +mamma;" and Bertha dragged them both in to the fire, where, with +sparkling eyes and cheeks like carnation, she began to talk: "Mamma, you +remember that scrimmage Rob got into with the village boys last Fourth +of July, and how hatefully they knocked him down, and how bruised his +eye was for a long time?" + +"Yes, I remember, and I always blamed Rob. He should never have had +anything to do with those rowdies." + +"I didn't blame him; I never blame Rob for anything, except when he +won't do what I want him to do. Well, the worst one of all those horrid +boys is Sim Jenkins--at least he was; I don't think he's quite so bad +now. But he has been punished for all his badness, for he hurt his leg +awfully, and has been laid up for months--so his mother says; and she is +quite nice. She gave us our dinner to-day. Somehow or other, Rob heard +that Sim was in bed, and had not had any Christmas things, and that his +mother was poor; and she says all her money has gone for doctor's bills +and medicine. And so it just came into his head that perhaps it would do +Sim good to have a Christmas-tree on New-Year's Day; and he asked Mrs. +Jenkins, and she was afraid it would make a muss, but Rob said he would +be careful. And so he carried our tree over, and fixed it in a box, and +covered the box with moss, and we have been as busy as bees trying to +make it look pretty. And that is what has kept us so long, for Rob had +to run down to the store and get things--nails and ribbons, and I don't +know what all. And Sim is not to know anything about the tree until +to-morrow. And please give us some of the pretty things which were in +our box, for we could not get quite enough to fill all the branches. Rob +spent so much of his pocket-money on a knife for Sim that he had none +left for candy; for he said the tree would not give Sim so much pleasure +unless there was something on it which he could always keep." + +Here little Bertha stopped for want of breath, and looked into the faces +of her listeners. + +The parson put his arm around her as he said, "I hardly think we can +scold Rob now, after special pleading so eloquent as this; what do you +say, mamma?" + +"I say that Rob is just like his father in doing this kindly deed, and I +am glad to be the mother of a boy who can return good for evil." + +The parson made a bow. "Now we are even, madam, in the matter of +gracious speeches." + +So Sim Jenkins woke up on New-Year's Day to see from his weary bed a +vision of brightness--a little tree laden with its fruit of kindness, +its flowers of a forgiving spirit; and as the parson preached his +New-Year's sermon, and saw Rob's dark eyes looking up at him, he thought +of the verse, + + "In their young hearts, soft and tender, + Guide my hand good seed to sow, + That its blossoming may praise Thee + Wheresoe'er they go." + + + + +LAFAYETTE'S FIRST WOUND. + + +The Marquis of Lafayette came to this country to give his aid in the +struggle for liberty in 1777, and his first battle was that of the +Brandywine. Washington was trying to stop the march of the British +toward Philadelphia. There was some mistake in regard to the roads, and +the American troops were badly beaten. Lafayette plunged into the heart +of the fight, and just as the Americans gave way, he received a +musket-ball in the thigh. This was the 11th of September. Writing to his +wife the next day, he said: + +"Our Americans held their ground firmly for quite a time, but were +finally put to rout. In trying to rally them, Messieurs the English paid +me the compliment of a gunshot, which wounded me slightly in the leg; +but that's nothing, my dear heart; the bullet touched neither bone nor +nerve, and it will cost nothing more than lying on my back some time, +which puts me in bad humor." + +But the wound of which the marquis wrote so lightly, in order to +re-assure his beloved wife, kept him confined for more than six weeks. +He was carried on a boat up to Bristol, and when the fugitive Congress +left there, he was taken to the Moravian settlement at Bethlehem, where +he was kindly cared for. On the 1st of October he wrote again to his +wife: + +"As General Howe, when he gives his royal master a high-flown account of +his American exploits, must report me wounded, he may report me killed; +it would cost nothing; but I hope you won't put any faith in such +reports. As to the wound, the surgeons are astonished at the promptness +of its healing. They fall into ecstasies whenever they dress it, and +protest that it's the most beautiful thing in the world. As for me, I +find it a very disgusting thing, wearisome and quite painful. That +depends on tastes. But, after all, if a man wanted to wound himself for +fun, he ought to come and see how much I enjoy it." + +He was very grateful for the attention he received. "All the doctors in +America," he writes, "are in motion for me. I have a friend who has +spoken in such a way that I am well nursed--General Washington. This +worthy man, whose talents and virtues I admire, whom I venerate more the +more I know him, has kindly become my intimate friend.... I am +established in his family; we live like two brothers closely united, in +reciprocal intimacy and confidence. When he sent me his chief surgeon, +he told him to care for me as if I were his son, for he loved me as +such." This friendship between the great commander, in the prime of +life, and the French boy of twenty, is one of the most touching +incidents of our history. + + * * * * * + + +=The Rock of Gibraltar.=--This great natural fortification, which among +military men is regarded as the key to the Mediterranean Sea, abounds in +caverns, many of which are natural, while others have been made by the +explosion of gunpowder in the centre of the mountain, forming great +vaults of such height and extent that in case of a siege they would +contain the whole garrison. The caverns (the most considerable is the +hall of St. George) communicate with the batteries established all along +the mountain by a winding road, passable throughout on horseback. + +The extreme singularity of the place has given rise to many +superstitious stories, not only amongst the ancients, but even those of +our own times. As it has been penetrated by the hardy and enterprising +to a great distance (on one occasion by an American, who descended by +ropes to a depth of 500 feet), a wild story is current that the cave +communicates by a submarine passage with Africa. The sailors who had +visited the rock, and seen the monkeys, which are seen in no other part +of Europe, and are only there occasionally and at intervals, say that +they pass at pleasure by means of the cave to their native land. The +truth seems to be that they usually live in the inaccessible precipices +of the eastern side of the rock, where there is a scanty store of monkey +grass for their subsistence; but when an east wind sets in it drives +them from their caves, and they take refuge among the western rocks, +where they may be seen hopping from bush to bush, boxing each other's +ears, and cutting the most extraordinary antics. If disturbed, they +scamper off with great rapidity, the young ones jumping on the backs and +putting their arms round the necks of the old, and as they are very +harmless, strict orders have been received from the garrison for their +especial protection. + +Gibraltar derives its chief importance from its bay, which is about ten +miles in length and eight in breadth, and being protected from the more +dangerous winds, is a valuable naval station. + + + + +SANTA CLAUS VISITS THE VAN JOHNSONS. + + + Swing low, sweet chariot-- + Goin' fur to car' me home; + Swing low, sweet chariot-- + Goin' fur to car' me home. + Debbil tought he would spite me-- + Goin' fur to car' me home, + By cuttin' down my apple-tree-- + Goin' fur to car' me home; + But he didn't spite ah-me at all-- + Goin' fur to car' me home; + Fur I had apples all de fall-- + Goin'-- + +"Oh, jess shut up wiff yo' ole apples, Chrissfer C'lumbus Van Johnson, +an' lissen at dat ar wat Miss Bowles done bin a-tellin' me," said Queen +Victoria, suddenly making her appearance at the gate which opened out of +Mrs. Bowles's back garden into the small yard where her brother sat with +Primrose Ann in his arms. + +The Van Johnsons were a colored family who lived in a Southern city in a +small three-roomed wooden house on the lot in the rear of Mrs. Bowles's +garden, and Mrs. Bowles was their landlady and very good friend. Indeed, +I don't know what they would have done without her, for when she came +from the North, and rented the big house, they were in the depths of +poverty. The kind lady found them work, gave them bright smiles, words +of encouragement, fruit, vegetables, and spelling lessons, and so won +their simple, grateful hearts that they looked upon her as a miracle of +patience, goodness, and wisdom. And as for Baby Bowles--the +rosy-cheeked, sweet-voiced, sunshiny little thing--the whole family, +from Primrose Ann up to Mr. Van Johnson, adored her, and Queen Victoria +was "happy as a queen" when allowed to take care of and amuse her. + +"Wat's dat ar yo's speakin'?" asked Christopher Columbus (so named, his +father said, "'cause he war da fustest chile, de discoberer ob de +family, as it war") as Queen Victoria hopped into the yard on one leg, +and he stopped rocking--if you can call throwing yourself back on the +hind-legs of a common wooden chair, and then coming down on the +fore-legs with a bounce and a bang, rocking--the youngest Van Johnson +with such a jerk that her eyes and mouth flew open, and out of the +latter came a tremendous yell. "Dar now," said Christopher Columbus, +"yo's done gone an' woked dis yere Primrose Ann, an' I's bin hours an' +hours an' hours an' hours gittin her asleep. Girls am de wustest bodders +I ebber see. I allus dishated girls." + +"Ain't yo' 'shamed yo'seff, Chrissfer C'lumbus," said Queen Victoria, +indignantly, "wen bofe yo' sisters am girls? But spect yo' don't want to +lissen at wat Miss Bowles done bin a-tellin' me. Hi! Washington +Webster's a-comin', an' I'll jess tell him dat ar secrek all by +hisseff." + +"No yo' won't; yo' goin' to tell me too," said her big brother. "An' yo' +better stop a-rollin' yo' eyes--yo' got de sassiest eyes I ebber see +since de day dat I war bohn--an' go on wiff yo' story." + +"Story?" repeated Washington Webster, sauntering up to them, leading a +big cat--dragging, perhaps, would be the better word, as poor puss was +trying hard to get away--by a string. + +"'Bout Mahser Zanty Claws," said Queen, opening her eyes so wide that +they seemed to spread over half her face. "Miss Bowles says to-morrer's +Chrissmus, an' to-day's day befo' Chrissmus, an' to-night Mahser Zanty +Claws go 'bout"--lowering her voice almost to a whisper--"an' put tings +in chillun's stockin's dat 'haved deirselbs." + +"Am Mahser Zanty Claws any lashun to dat ar ole man wiff de allspice +hoof?" asked Washington Webster, with a scared look. + +"Allspice hoof! Lissen at dat ar foolish young crow. _Clove_ hoof, yo' +means," said Queen Victoria. "Dat's anodder gemman 'tirely. Mahser Zanty +Claws am _good_. He gits yo' dolls, an' candies, an' apples, an' nuts, +an' books, an' drums, an' wissels, an' new cloze." + +"Golly! wish he'd frow some trowsus an' jackits an' sich like fruit +'roun' here," said Christopher Columbus. + +"Trowsus wiff red 'spenders an' a pistil pockit," said Washington +Webster, "an' a gole watch, an' a sled all yaller, wiff green stars on +it, an'--" + +"Yo' bofe talk 's if yo'd bin awful good," interrupted Queen Victoria. +"Maybe Mahser Zanty Claws disagree wiff yo'." + +"Who dat ar done gone git her head cracked wiff de wooden spoon fur +gobblin' all de hom'ny befo' de breakfuss war ready?" said Washington +Webster, slyly. + +"I 'most wish dar war no Washington Websters in de hull worle--I +certainly do. Dey's too sassy to lib," said Queen Victoria. "An' _sich_ +busybodies--dey certainly is." + +"But how am we to know wedder we's Mahser Zanty Claws's kine o' good +chillun?" said Christopher Columbus. "We's might be good nuff fur +ourseffs, an' not good nuff fur him. If I knowed he come yere certain +sure, I git some green ornamuntses from ole Pete Campout--he done gone +got hunderds an' hunderds an' piles an' piles--to stick up on de walls, +an' make de house look more despectable like." + +"Let's go an' ax Miss Bowles," said Queen Victoria. "Baby Bowles am fass +asleep, an' she's in de kitchen makin' pies, an' she know +ebberyting--she certainly do." + +And off they all trooped, Primrose Ann, cat, and all. + +"Come in," called the pleasant voice of their landlady, when they rapped +on her door; and in they tumbled, asking the same question all together +in one breath: "Mahser Zanty Claws comin' to our house, Miss Bowles?" +Christopher Columbus adding, "'Pears dough we muss ornamentem some if he +do." + +Mrs. Bowles crimped the edge of her last pie, and then sat down, the +children standing in a row before her. + +"Have you all been very good?" she said. "Suppose you tell me what good +thing you have done since yesterday afternoon. Then I can guess about +Santa Claus." + +"Primrose Ann cried fur dat ar orange yo' gib me," said Queen Victoria, +after a moment's thought, "an' I eat it up quick 's I could, an' didn't +gib her none, 'cause I's 'fraid she git de stummick-ache." + +"I car'd home de washin' fur mommy fur two cakes an' some candy," said +Washington Webster. + +"And you?" asked Mrs. Bowles, turning to Christopher Columbus. + +"I ran 'way from 'Dolphus Snow, an' wouldn't fight him, 'cause I 'fraid +I hurt him," said Christopher, gravely. + +Mrs. Bowles laughed merrily. "Go home and ornament," she said. "I am +sure Santa Claus will pay you a visit." + +And he did; for on Christmas morning, when the young Van Johnsons rushed +pell-mell, helter-skelter, into the room prepared for his call, a new +jacket hung on one chair, a new pair of trousers on the other; a doll's +head peeped out of Queen Victoria's stocking; a new sled, gayly painted, +announced itself in big letters "The Go Ahead"; lots of toys were +waiting for Primrose Ann; and four papers of goodies reposed on the +lowest shelf of the cupboard. + +"'Pears dat ar Mahser Zanty Claws don't take zact measure fur boys' +cloze," said Christopher Columbus, as he tried to struggle into the +jacket. "Dis yere jackit's twicet too small." + +"An' dis yere trowsusloons am twicet too big," said Washington Webster, +as he drew them up to his armpits. + +[Illustration: "LOR BRESS YOU, HONEY-BUGS! YO' HAS GOT TINGS +MIXED."--DRAWN BY J. E. KELLY.] + +"Lor' bress you, honey-bugs!" called their mommy from the doorway, "yo' +_has_ got tings mixed. Dat ar jackit's fur de odder boy, an' dem trowsus +too." And they all burst out laughing as Christopher Columbus and +Washington Webster exchanged Christmas gifts, and laughed so loud that +Mrs. Bowles came, over to see what was the matter, bringing Baby Bowles, +who, seeing how jolly everybody was, began clapping her tiny hands, and +shouting, "Melly Kissme! melly Kissme!" + + + + +[Illustration: ONE HUNDRED YEARS AGO.--DRAWN BY KATE GREENAWAY.] + + + + +[Illustration] + +PET AND HER CAT. + + + Now, Pussy, I've something to tell you: + You know it is New-Year's Day; + The big folks are down in the parlor, + And mamma is just gone away. + + We are all alone in the nursery, + And I want to talk to you, dear; + So you must come and sit by me, + And make believe you hear. + + You see, there's a new year coming-- + It only begins to-day. + Do you know I was often naughty + In the year that is gone away? + + You know I have some bad habits, + I'll mention just one or two; + But there really is quite a number + Of naughty things that I do. + + You see, I don't learn my lessons, + And oh! I do hate them so; + I doubt if I know any more to-day + Than I did a year ago. + + Perhaps I am awfully stupid; + They say I'm a dreadful dunce. + How would you like to learn spelling? + I wish you could try it once. + + And don't you remember Christmas-- + 'Twas naughty, I must confess-- + But while I was eating my dinner + I got two spots on my dress. + + And they caught me stealing the sugar; + But I only got two little bits, + When they found me there in the closet, + And frightened me out of my wits. + + And, Pussy, when people scold me, + I'm always so sulky then; + If they only would tell me gently, + I never would do it again. + + Oh, Pussy! I know I am naughty, + And often it makes me cry: + I think it would count for something, + If they knew how hard I try. + + But I'll try again in the new year, + And oh! I shall be so glad + If I only can be a good little girl, + And never do anything bad! + + + + +HOW SUNKEN SHIPS ARE RAISED. + + +When a ship sinks some distance from the shore in several fathoms of +water, and the waves conceal her, it may seem impossible to some of our +readers that she can ever be floated again; but if she rests upon a firm +sandy bottom, without rocks, and the weather is fair enough for a time +to give the wreckers an opportunity, it is even probable that she can be +brought into port. + +In Boston, New York, Philadelphia, Baltimore, Norfolk, and New Orleans, +large firms are established whose special business it is to send +assistance to distressed vessels, and to save the cargo if the vessels +themselves can not be prevented from becoming total wrecks; and these +firms are known as wreckers--a name which in the olden time was given to +a class of heartless men dwelling on the coast who lured ships ashore by +false lights for the sake of the spoils which the disaster brought them. + +When a vessel is announced to be ashore or sunk, the owners usually +apply to the wreckers, and make a bargain with them that they shall +receive a certain proportion of her value if they save her, and the +wreckers then proceed to the scene of the accident, taking with them +powerful tug-boats, large pontoons, immense iron cables, and a massive +derrick. + +Perhaps only the topmasts of the wreck are visible when they reach it; +but even though she is quite out of sight, she is not given up, if the +sea is calm and the wind favorable. One of the men puts a diving dress +over his suit of heavy flannels. The trousers and jacket are made of +India rubber cloth, fitting close to the ankles, wrists, and across the +chest, which is further protected by a breastplate. A copper helmet with +a glass face is used for covering the head, and is screwed on to the +breastplate. One end of a coil of strong rubber tubing is attached to +the back of the helmet, to the outside of which a running cord is also +attached, and continued down the side of the dress to the diver's right +hand, where he can use it for signaling his assistants when he is +beneath the surface. His boots have leaden soles weighing about +twenty-eight pounds; and as this, with the helmet, is insufficient to +allow his descent, four blocks of lead, weighing fifty pounds, are slung +over his shoulders; and a water-proof bag containing a hammer, a chisel, +and a dirk-knife is fastened over his breast. + +He is transferred from the steamer that has brought him from the city to +a small boat, which is rowed to a spot over the wreck, and a short iron +ladder is put over the side, down which he steps; and when the last rung +is reached, he lets go, and the water bubbles and sparkles over his head +as he sinks deeper and deeper. + +The immersion of the diver is more thrilling to a spectator than it is +to him. The rubber coil attached to his helmet at one end is attached at +the other to an air-pump, which sends him all the breath he needs, and +if the supply is irregular, a pull at the cord by his right hand secures +its adjustment. He is not timid, and he knows that the only thing he has +to guard against is nervousness, by which he might lose his presence of +mind. The fish dart away from him at a motion of his hand, and even a +shark is terrified by the apparition of his strange globular helmet. He +is careful not to approach the wreck too suddenly, as the tangled +rigging and splinters might twist or break the air-pipe and signal line; +when his feet touch the bottom, he looks behind, before, and above him +before he advances an inch. + +Looming up before him like a phantom in the foggy light is the ship; and +now, perhaps, if any of the crew have gone down with her, the diver +feels a momentary horror; but if no one has been lost, he sets about his +work, and hums a cheerful tune. + +It may be that the vessel has settled low in the sand, that she is +broken in two, or that the hole in her bottom can not be repaired. But +we will suppose that the circumstances are favorable, that the sand is +firm, and the hull in an easy position. + +The diver signals to be hauled up, makes his report, and in his next +descent he is accompanied by several others, who help him to drag +massive chains of iron underneath the ship, at the bow, at the stern, +and in the middle. This is a tedious and exhausting operation, which +sometimes takes many days; and when it is completed, the pontoons are +towed into position at each side of the ship. + +The pontoons, simply described, are hollow floats. They are oblong, +built of wood, and possess great buoyancy. Some of them are over a +hundred feet long, eighteen feet wide, and fourteen feet deep; but their +size, and the number of them used, depend on the length of the vessel +that is to be raised. Circular tubes, or wells, extend through them; and +when the chains are secured underneath the ship, the ends are inserted +in these wells by the divers, and drawn up through them by hydraulic +power. The chains thus form a series of loops like the common swing of +the playground, in which the ship rests; and as they are shortened in +being drawn up through the wells, the ship lifts. The ship lifts if all +be well--if the chains do not part, or some other accident occur; but +the wreckers need great patience, and sometimes they see the labor of +weeks undone in a minute. + +We are presupposing success, however, and instead of sinking or +capsizing, the ship appears above the bubbling water, and between the +pontoons, which groan and tremble with her weight. + +As soon as her decks are above water, so much of the cargo is removed as +is necessary to enable the divers to reach the broken part of the hull, +which they patch with boards and canvas if she is built of wood, or with +iron plates if she is of iron. This is the most perilous part of the +diver's work, as there are so many projections upon which his air-tube +may catch; but he finds it almost as easy to ply his hammer and drill in +making repairs under water as on shore. + +The ship is next pumped out, and borne between the pontoons by powerful +tugs to the nearest dry-dock, where all the damages are finally +repaired, and in a month or two she is once more afloat, with nothing to +indicate her narrow escape. + + + + +[Begun in No. 5 of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, December 2.] + +THE HISTORY OF PHOTOGEN AND NYCTERIS. + +A Day and Night Mährchen. + +BY GEORGE MACDONALD. + + +XVI.--AN EVIL NURSE. + +Watho was herself ill, as I have said, and was the worse tempered; and, +besides, it is a peculiarity of witches that what works in others to +sympathy, works in them to repulsion. Also, Watho had a poor, helpless, +rudimentary spleen of a conscience left, just enough to make her +uncomfortable, and therefore more wicked. So when she heard that +Photogen was ill she was angry. Ill, indeed! after all she had done to +saturate him with the life of the system, with the solar might itself! +He was a wretched failure, the boy! And because he was _her_ failure, +she was annoyed with him, began to dislike him, grew to hate him. She +looked on him as a painter might upon a picture, or a poet upon a poem, +which he had only succeeded in getting into an irrecoverable mess. In +the hearts of witches love and hate lie close together, and often tumble +over each other. And whether it was that her failure with Photogen +foiled also her plans in regard to Nycteris, or that her illness made +her yet more of a devil's wife, certainly Watho now got sick of the girl +too, and hated to have her about the castle. + +She was not too ill, however, to go to poor Photogen's room and torment +him. She told him she hated him like a serpent, and hissed like one as +she said it, looking very sharp in the nose and chin, and flat in the +forehead. Photogen thought she meant to kill him, and hardly ventured to +take anything brought him. She ordered every ray of light to be shut out +of his room; but by means of this he got a little used to the darkness. +She would take one of his arrows, and now tickle him with the feather +end of it, now prick him with the point till the blood ran down. What +she meant finally I can not tell, but she brought Photogen speedily to +the determination of making his escape from the castle: what he should +do then he would think afterward. Who could tell but he might find his +mother somewhere beyond the forest! If it were not for the broad patches +of darkness that divided day from day, he would fear nothing! + +But now, as he lay helpless in the dark, ever and anon would come +dawning through it the face of the lovely creature who on that first +awful night nursed him so sweetly: was he never to see her again? If she +was, as he had concluded, the nymph of the river, why had she not +re-appeared? She might have taught him not to fear the night, for +plainly she had no fear of it herself! But then, when the day came, she +did seem frightened: why was that, seeing there was nothing to be afraid +of then? Perhaps one so much at home in the darkness was correspondingly +afraid of the light! Then his selfish joy at the rising of the sun, +blinding him to her condition, had made him behave to her, in ill return +for her kindness, as cruelly as Watho behaved to him! How sweet and dear +and lovely she was! If there were wild beasts that came out only at +night, and were afraid of the light, why should there not be girls too, +made the same way--who could not endure the light, as he could not bear +the darkness? If only he could find her again! Ah, how differently he +would behave to her! But alas! perhaps the sun had killed her--melted +her--burned her up!--dried her up: that was it, if she was the nymph of +the river. + + +XVII.--WATHO'S WOLF. + +From that dreadful morning Nycteris had never got to be herself again. +The sudden light had been almost death to her; and now she lay in the +dark with the memory of a terrific sharpness--a something she dared +scarcely recall, lest the very thought of it should sting her beyond +endurance. But this was as nothing to the pain which the recollection of +the rudeness of the shining creature whom she had nursed through his +fear caused her; for the moment his suffering passed over to her, and he +was free, the first use he made of his returning strength had been to +scorn her! She wondered and wondered; it was all beyond her +comprehension. + +Before long, Watho was plotting evil against her. The witch was like a +sick child weary of his toy: she would pull her to pieces, and see how +she liked it. She would set her in the sun, and see her die, like a +jelly-fish from the salt ocean cast out on a hot rock. It would be a +sight to soothe her wolf-pain. One day, therefore, a little before noon, +while Nycteris was in her deepest sleep, she had a darkened litter +brought to the door, and in that she made two of her men carry her to +the plain above. There they took her out, laid her on the grass, and +left her. + +Watho watched it all from the top of her high tower, through her +telescope; and scarcely was Nycteris left, when she saw her sit up, and +the same moment cast herself down again with her face to the ground. + +"She'll have a sun-stroke," said Watho, "and that'll be the end of her." + +Presently, tormented by a fly, a huge-humped buffalo, with great shaggy +mane, came galloping along, straight for where she lay. At sight of the +thing on the grass he started, swerved yards aside, stopped dead, and +then came slowly up, looking malicious. Nycteris lay quite still, and +never even saw the animal. + +"Now she'll be trodden to death!" said Watho. + +When the buffalo reached her, he sniffed at her all over, and went away; +then came back and sniffed again; then all at once went off as if a +demon had him by the tail. + +Next came a gnu, then a gaunt wild boar. But no creature hurt her, and +Watho was angry with the whole creation. + +At length, in the shade of her hair, the blue eyes of Nycteris began to +come to themselves a little, and the first thing they saw was a comfort. +I have told already how she knew the night daisies, each a sharp-pointed +little cone with a red tip; and once she had parted the rays of one of +them, with trembling fingers, for she was afraid she was dreadfully +rude, and perhaps was hurting it; but she did want, she said to herself, +to see what secret it carried so carefully hidden; and she found its +golden heart. But now, right under her eyes, inside the veil of her +hair, in the sweet twilight of whose blackness she could see it +perfectly, stood a daisy with its red tip opened wide into a carmine +ring, displaying its heart of gold on a platter of silver. She did not +at first recognize it as one of those cones come awake, but a moment's +notice revealed what it was. Who, then, could have been so cruel to the +lovely little creature as to force it open like that, and spread it +heart-bare to the terrible death-lamp? Whoever it was, it must be the +same that had thrown her out there to be burned to death in its fire! +But she had her hair, and could hang her head, and make a small sweet +night of her own about her! She tried to bend the daisy down and away +from the sun, and to make its petals hang about it like her hair, but +she could not. Alas! it was burned and dead already! She did not know +that it could not yield to her gentle force because it was drinking +life, with all the eagerness of life, from what she called the +death-lamp. Oh, how the lamp burned her! + +But she went on thinking--she did not know how; and by-and-by began to +reflect that, as there was no roof to the room except that in which the +great fire went rolling about, the little Red-tip must have seen the +lamp a thousand times, and must know it quite well! and it had not +killed it! Nay, thinking about it farther, she began to ask the question +whether this, in which she now saw it, might not be its more perfect +condition. For now not only did the whole seem perfect, as indeed it did +before, but every part showed its own individual perfection as well, +which perfection made it capable of combining with the rest into the +higher perfection of a whole. The flower was a lamp itself! The golden +heart was the light, and the silver border was the alabaster globe +skillfully broken and spread wide to let out the glory. Yes; the radiant +shape was plainly its perfection! If, then, it was the lamp which had +opened it into that shape, the lamp could not be unfriendly to it, but +must be of its own kind, seeing it made it perfect! And again, when she +thought of it, there was clearly no little resemblance between them. +What if the flower, then, was the little great-grandchild of the lamp, +and he was loving it all the time? And what if the lamp did not mean to +hurt her, only could not help it? The red tips looked as if the flower +had some time or other been hurt: what if the lamp was making the best +it could of her--opening her out somehow like the flower? She would bear +it patiently, and see. But how coarse the color of the grass was! +Perhaps, however, her eyes not being made for the bright lamp, she did +not see them as they were! Then she remembered how different were the +eyes of the creature that was not a girl, and was afraid of the +darkness! Ah, if the darkness would only come again, all arms, friendly +and soft everywhere about her! + +She lay so still that Watho thought she had fainted. She was pretty sure +she would be dead before the night came to revive her. + + +XVIII.--REFUGE. + +Fixing her telescope on the motionless form, that she might see it at +once when the morning came, Watho went down from the tower to Photogen's +room. He was much better by this time, and before she left him he had +resolved to leave the castle that very night. + +The darkness was terrible indeed, but Watho was worse than even the +darkness, and he could not escape in the day. As soon, therefore, as the +house seemed still, he tightened his belt, hung to it his hunting knife, +put a flask of wine and some bread in his pocket, and took his bow and +arrows. He got from the house, and made his way at once up to the plain. +But what with his illness, the terrors of the night, and his dread of +the wild beasts, when he got to the level he could not walk a step +farther, and sat down, thinking it better to die than to live. In spite +of his fears, however, sleep contrived to overcome him, and he fell at +full length on the soft grass. + +He had not slept long when he woke with such a strange sense of comfort +and security that he thought the dawn at least must have arrived. But it +was dark night about him. And the sky--no, it was not the sky, but the +blue eyes of his naiad looking down upon him! Once more he lay with his +head in her lap, and all was well, for plainly the girl feared the +darkness as little as he the day. + +"Thank you," he said. "You are like live armor to my heart; you keep the +fear off me. I have been very ill since then. Did you come up out of the +river when you saw me cross?" + +"I don't live in the water," she answered. "I live under the pale lamp, +and I die under the bright one." + +"Ah, yes! I understand now," he returned. "I would not have behaved as +I did last time if I had understood; but I thought you were mocking me; +and I am so made that I can not help being frightened at the darkness. I +beg your pardon for leaving you as I did, for, as I say, I did not +understand. Now I believe you were really frightened. Were you not?" + +[Illustration: "WHAT IS THIS? IT MUST BE DEATH!"] + +"I was, indeed," answered Nycteris, "and shall be again. But why you +should be, I can not in the least understand. You must know how gentle +and sweet the darkness is, how kind and friendly, how soft and velvety! +It holds you to its bosom and loves you. A little while ago I lay faint +and dying under your hot lamp. What is it you call it?" + +"The sun," murmured Photogen: "how I wish he would make haste!" + +"Ah! do not wish that. Do not, for my sake, hurry him. I can take care +of you from the darkness, but I have no one to take care of me from the +light.--As I was telling you, I lay dying in the sun. All at once I drew +a deep breath. A cool wind came and ran over my face. I looked up. The +torture was gone, for the death-lamp itself was gone. I hope he does not +die and grow brighter yet. My terrible headache was all gone, and my +sight was come back. I felt as if I were new made. But I did not get up +at once, for I was tired still. The grass grew cool about me, and turned +soft in color. Something wet came upon it, and it was now so pleasant to +my feet that I rose and ran about. And when I had been running about a +long time, all at once I found you lying, just as I had been lying a +little while before. So I sat down beside you to take care of you, till +your life--and my death--should come again." + +"How good you are, you beautiful creature! Why, you forgave me before +ever I asked you!" cried Photogen. + +Thus they fell a-talking, and he told her what he knew of his history, +and she told him what she knew of hers, and they agreed they must get +away from Watho as far as ever they could. + +"And we must set out at once," said Nycteris. + +"The moment the morning comes," returned Photogen. + +"We must not wait for the morning," said Nycteris, "for then I shall not +be able to move, and what would you do the next night? Besides, Watho +sees best in the daytime. Indeed, you must come now, Photogen. You +must." + +"I can not; I dare not," said Photogen. "I can not move. If I but lift +my head from your lap, the very sickness of terror seizes me." + +"I shall be with you," said Nycteris, soothingly. "I will take care of +you till your dreadful sun comes, and then you may leave me, and go away +as fast as you can. Only please put me in a dark place first, if there +is one to be found." + +"I will never leave you again, Nycteris," cried Photogen. "Only wait +till the sun comes and brings me back my strength, and we will go away +together, and never, never part any more." + +"No, no," persisted Nycteris; "we must go now. And you must learn to be +strong in the dark as well as in the day, else you will always be only +half brave. I have begun already, not to fight your sun, but to try to +get at peace with him, and understand what he really is, and what he +means with me--whether to hurt me or to make the best of me. You must do +the same with my darkness." + +"But you don't know what mad animals there are away there toward the +south," said Photogen. "They have huge green eyes, and they would eat +you up like a bit of celery, you beautiful creature!" + +"Come! come! you must," said Nycteris, "or I shall have to pretend to +leave you, to make you come. I have seen the green eyes you speak of, +and I will take care of you from them." + +"You! How can you do that? If it were day now, I could take care of you +from the worst of them. But as it is, I can't even see them for this +abominable darkness. I could not see your lovely eyes but for the light +that is in them; that lets me see straight into heaven through them. +They are windows into the very heaven beyond the sky. I believe they are +the very place where the stars are made." + +[TO BE CONTINUED.] + + + + +[Illustration: AN EMBARRASSMENT OF RICHES.--DRAWN BY J. E. KELLY.] + + * * * * * + + +=New-Year's Gifts.=--The custom of giving and receiving gifts at the new +year dates from very early times indeed. 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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: Harper's Young People, December 30, 1879 + An Illustrated Weekly + +Author: Various + +Release Date: March 8, 2009 [EBook #28275] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, DEC 30, 1879 *** + + + + +Produced by Annie McGuire + + + + + +</pre> + + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary=""> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#A_COASTING_SONG"><b>A COASTING SONG.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THE_FAIRYS_TOKEN"><b>THE FAIRY'S TOKEN.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THE_BRAVE_SWISS_BOY"><b>THE BRAVE SWISS BOY.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#AROUND_THE_WORLD_IN_A_STEAM-YACHT"><b>AROUND THE WORLD IN A STEAM-YACHT.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THE_NEW_YEARS_ERRAND"><b>THE NEW YEAR'S ERRAND.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#LAFAYETTES_FIRST_WOUND"><b>LAFAYETTE'S FIRST WOUND.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#SANTA_CLAUS_VISITS_THE_VAN_JOHNSONS"><b>SANTA CLAUS VISITS THE VAN JOHNSONS.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#PET_AND_HER_CAT"><b>PET AND HER CAT.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#HOW_SUNKEN_SHIPS_ARE_RAISED"><b>HOW SUNKEN SHIPS ARE RAISED.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THE_HISTORY_OF_PHOTOGEN_AND_NYCTERIS"><b>THE HISTORY OF PHOTOGEN AND NYCTERIS.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#WIGGLES"><b>WIGGLES.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#OUR_POST_OFFICE_BOX"><b>OUR POST-OFFICE BOX</b></a></td></tr> +</table></div> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_73" id="Page_73">[Pg 73]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 1000px;"> +<img src="images/ill_001.jpg" width="1000" height="385" alt="Banner: Harper's Young People" title="" /> +</div> + +<hr style='width: 100%;' /> + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" width="100%" summary=""> +<tr><td align='left'><span class="smcap">Vol</span>. I.—<span class="smcap">No</span>. 9.</td><td align='center'><span class="smcap">Published by HARPER & BROTHERS, New York</span>.</td><td align='right'><span class="smcap">Price Four Cents</span>.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Tuesday, December 30, 1879.</td><td align='center'>Copyright, 1879, by <span class="smcap">Harper & Brothers</span>.</td><td align='right'>$1.50 per Year, in Advance.</td></tr> +</table></div> + +<hr style='width: 100%;' /> + +<h2><a name="A_COASTING_SONG" id="A_COASTING_SONG"></a>A COASTING SONG.</h2> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 685px;"> +<img src="images/ill_002.jpg" width="685" height="800" alt="COASTING NEW-YEAR'S EVE. Drawn by C. Graham." title="" /> +<span class="caption">COASTING NEW-YEAR'S EVE.<br /><span class="smcap">Drawn by C. Graham</span>.</span> +</div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">From the quaint old farm-house, nestling warmly</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">'Neath its overhanging thatch of snow,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Out into the moonlight troop the children,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Filling all the air with music as they go,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Gliding, sliding,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Down the hill,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Never minding</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Cold nor chill,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">O'er the silvered</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Moon-lit snow,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Swift as arrow</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">From the bow,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">With a rush</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Of mad delight</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Through the crisp air</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Of the night,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Speeding far out</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">O'er the plain,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Trudging gayly</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Up again</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">To where the firelight's</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Ruddy glow</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Turns to gold</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">The silver snow.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Finer sport who can conceive</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Than that of coasting New-Year's Eve?</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Half the fun lies in the fire</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">That seems to brighter blaze and higher</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Than any other of the year,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">As though his dying hour to cheer,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">And at the same time greeting give</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">To him who has a year to live.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">'Tis built of logs of oak and pine,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Filled in with branches broken fine;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">It roars and crackles merrily;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">The children round it dance with glee;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">They sing and shout and welcome in</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">The new year with a joyous din</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">That rings far out o'er hill and dale,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">And warns the watchers in the vale</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">'Tis time the church bells to employ</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">To spread the universal joy.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Then the hill is left in silence</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">As the coasters homeward go,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">And the crimson of the fire-light</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Fades from off the trodden snow.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">So the years glide by as swiftly</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">As the sleds rush down the hill,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">And each new one as it cometh</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Bringeth more of good than ill.</span><br /> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_74" id="Page_74">[Pg 74]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="THE_FAIRYS_TOKEN" id="THE_FAIRYS_TOKEN"></a>THE FAIRY'S TOKEN.</h2> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Ethelreda, the Fairy of Northland,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Was singing a song to herself,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">As she swung from a wreath of soft snow-flakes,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">And smiled to another bright elf.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">What token shall we send to our darling,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Our name-child, fair Ethel, below</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">In the house which is down in the valley</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">All covered and calm in the snow?</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Shall we gather our glorious jewels,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">And wind them about her lithe form?</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">They would glitter and glance in the sunshine,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">And merrily gleam in the storm.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Shall we clothe her in whitest of ermine,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">And robe her as grand as a queen;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Weave her laces of ice and of frost-work,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">A mantle of glistening sheen?</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">She would shudder and cry at the clasping,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">She would moan aloud in her woe,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">And think the gay robes had been fashioned</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">By cruelest, bitterest foe.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">I will none of these gifts for my darling,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Neither jewels nor laces rare,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Neither diamonds nor pearls of cold anguish—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">My gift shall be tender and fair.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Early Ethel awoke Christmas morning,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">And found on her pillow that day</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">A bunch of bright little snow-drops,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">From kind Ethelreda, the Fay!</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h4><a name="THE_BRAVE_SWISS_BOY" id="THE_BRAVE_SWISS_BOY"></a>[Begun in No. 1 of <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span>, November 4.]</h4> + +<h2>THE BRAVE SWISS BOY.</h2> + +<h3><i>VIII.—THE REWARD OF FIDELITY.</i></h3> + +<p>Walter met with a friendly reception from General De Bougy—a brave old +warrior who had served under Napoleon, and fought at Waterloo, where he +had been severely wounded, and had lost his right foot by a cannon-ball. +His hair was gray, and his countenance weather-beaten; but in spite of +his age and infirmities he enjoyed tolerably good health, and was always +in good humor. Having from long experience become a keen observer of +those around him, it was not long before he recognized the merits of his +new servant, to whom he soon became as much attached as his nephew had +been.</p> + +<p>Walter had been about three months in the general's service, and it +seemed to all appearance as if he was likely to become a permanency +there, when a letter arrived from Paris, the reading of which suddenly +changed the customary gayety of the old man into the deepest gloom.</p> + +<p>"This is a sad affair," said he to Walter, who happened to be in the +room at the time. "My poor nephew!"</p> + +<p>"Mr. Lafond? What is the matter with him?" inquired Walter, earnestly.</p> + +<p>"He is ill, dangerously ill, poor fellow, so the doctor informs me," +replied the general. "You can read the letter yourself. He seems to +complain of being surrounded by strangers, with no one in the house that +he can rely on. If I were not such an old cripple, I would go and help +him to the best of my ability; for although he has led a thoughtless, +reckless life, a more thorough-hearted gentleman does not live. Poor +Adolphe!"</p> + +<p>"I must go to him, sir," said Walter, suddenly, after hastily reading +the letter, the perusal of which had driven all the color from his +cheeks.</p> + +<p>"You! Why, it is not long since you left him; and what do you want to go +back for?" inquired the general, in surprise.</p> + +<p>"Can you not guess, sir? I must go and nurse him. He must at least have +one person near him to pay him some attention."</p> + +<p>"If you care for him so," exclaimed the general, "why did you leave his +service?"</p> + +<p>This led Walter to explain to the old gentleman the reasons which had +compelled him to give up his situation, and again to beg permission to +act the part of nurse to his former master. A tear sparkled in the old +man's eye as the youth declared the attachment he had always cherished +for Mr. Lafond. "Go to him, then," said he. "I can not trust him to a +more faithful attendant; and as soon as I can I will follow you, and +take my place with you by his bedside. Poor Adolphe! Had he only +possessed firmness of character, and avoided bad company, he might have +been well and strong to-day. But his unhappy weakness has brought him to +the grave before his time, in spite of all my warnings, and entreaties. +As he has sowed, so must he reap. Ah, Walter, his fate is a terrible +proof of the consequences of evil habits. But all regrets are useless +now. Let us lose no time in giving what little help we can."</p> + +<p>Making all the necessary preparations for the journey without a moment's +delay, Walter soon reached Paris. When he entered the chamber of Mr. +Lafond he was shocked at the change which a few short months had made in +his appearance. It was evident that the doctor had rather disguised than +exaggerated the danger he was in. The sunken eyes and withered face +showed only too plainly that the space of time allotted to him on earth +was but short. Walter sank on his knees by the bedside and taking the +pale and wasted hand in his, breathed a prayer that God might see fit to +deal mercifully with a life yet so young; while the invalid smiled +faintly, and stroked the cheek of his faithful attendant.</p> + +<p>"Dear Walter, how good of you to come back!" murmured the invalid. "I +thought you would not leave me to die alone. I feared that your +prediction would prove true, and therefore I did not wish you to go +home. I wanted to have a true friend with me at the last moment which I +feel can not be far off now."</p> + +<p>The faithful Switzer saw that Mr. Lafond too well knew the critical +condition he was in to be deceived by any false hopes, and he therefore +did everything in his power to make the last days of the dying man as +free from pain and discomfort as possible. Who could tell what might be +the effect, even at so late a period, of careful nursing and devoted +attention? But all his thoughtful and loving care seemed in vain.</p> + +<p>"The end is coming," said the invalid one evening, as the glowing rays +of the evening sun streamed into his apartment. "I shall never more look +upon yonder glorious sun, or hear the gay singing of the birds. I have +something to say to you, Walter, before I go. Do you see that black +cabinet in the corner? I bequeath it to you, with everything it +contains, and hope with all my heart that it will help you on in the +world as you deserve. Here is the key of my desk, in which you will find +my will, which confirms you in the possession of the cabinet and all its +contents. And now give me your hand, dear boy. Let me look once more +upon your honest face. May Heaven bless you for all your kindness and +devotion! Farewell!"</p> + +<p>Walter bent over the face of the dying man, and looked at him with deep +emotion. He smiled and closed his eyes; but after lying in a quiet +slumber for about an hour, he awoke with a spasm; his head fell back, +and the hapless victim died in the arms of his faithful servant.</p> + +<p>The long hours of the night were passed by Walter in weeping and prayer +beside the corpse of the master to whose kindness he had owed so much; +but when morning dawned he roused himself from his grief, and gave the +directions that were necessary under the melancholy circumstances. It +was a great relief to him that General De Bougy arrived toward evening +to pay the last honors to his deceased nephew. Two days afterward the +funeral took place; and as the mortal remains were deposited in the +family grave, Walter's tears flowed afresh as he<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_75" id="Page_75">[Pg 75]</a></span> thought of the many +proofs of friendship he had received from his departed master.</p> + +<p>A day or two afterward he was awakened from his sorrow by news from +home. The letter was from Neighbor Frieshardt, who again thanked him for +the money he had received for the sale of the cattle, praised him for +the faithfulness and ability with which he had managed the business, and +then went on to speak of Walter's father. "The old man," he wrote, "is +in good health, but he feels lonely, and longs for you to come back. 'If +Watty only were here, I should feel quite young again,' he has said to +me a hundred times. He sends you his love; and Seppi, who is still with +me, and is now a faithful servant, does the same. So good-by, Walter. I +think you now know what you had better do."</p> + +<p>Without any delay Walter hastened to the general, showed him the letter, +and told him he had decided to leave Paris and return home.</p> + +<p>The general used all his powers of persuasion, promised to regard the +young mountaineer as his own son; but it was all of no use. Walter spoke +so earnestly of his father's solitary home, and the desire he felt to +see his native mountains once more, that the old gentleman had to +reconcile himself to parting with him. "Go home, then," said he. "When +the voice of Duty calls, it is sinful to resist. But before you go, we +must open my nephew's will. It will surprise me very much if there is +nothing in it of importance to you." Unlocking the desk, the will was +found sealed up as it had been left by Mr. Lafond. After opening it, the +general read the document carefully through, and laid it down on the +table with an expression of disappointment. "Poor fellow!" he exclaimed. +"Death must have surprised him too suddenly, Walter, or he would +certainly have left you a larger legacy. This is all he says about you: +'To Walter Hirzel, my faithful and devoted servant, I bequeath the black +cabinet in my bedroom, with all its contents, and thank him sincerely +for all his attention to me.' That is the whole of it. But never mind, +my young friend; the old general is still alive, and he will make good +all that his nephew has forgotten."</p> + +<p>Walter shook his head. "Thanks, a thousand times, dear sir, but indeed I +wish for nothing. My feet will carry me to my native valley; and once I +am there, I can easily earn my living. I dare say there will be some +little keepsake in the cabinet that I can take in memory of my poor +master, and I want nothing more."</p> + +<p>"Then search the cabinet at once. Where is the key?"</p> + +<p>"Here," said Walter, taking it from his pocket. "Mr. Lafond gave me the +cabinet shortly before his death, and handed me the key at the same +time."</p> + +<p>"And have you never thought of opening it to see what it contained?"</p> + +<p>"No," replied Walter. "It did not occur to me to do so. But I will go +and see now." With these words he left the room, and went up to the +apartment where the piece of furniture stood. In the various drawers +were found the watch, rings, and jewelry his master had been accustomed +to wear. As he viewed these tokens of regard, his eyes were bedewed with +melancholy gratitude. Carefully placing the jewelry in a little box, he +was about to close the cabinet again, when his eye fell upon a drawer +which he had omitted to open. Here, to his infinite surprise, he found a +packet with the inscription, in his late master's handwriting, "The +Reward of Fidelity," which, on opening, he found to contain bank-notes +for one hundred thousand francs.</p> + +<p>"Well, what have you found?" inquired the general, eagerly, when the +half-bewildered youth returned.</p> + +<p>"This watch and jewelry, and a packet of bank-notes," replied Walter, +laying them on the table.</p> + +<p>"One hundred thousand francs!" exclaimed the old gentleman. "That is +something worth having. Why, that will be a fortune to you; and I am now +sorry that I did my nephew the injustice to think he had forgotten you. +I wish you joy with all my heart!"</p> + +<p>"For what do you wish me joy, sir?"</p> + +<p>"For what? For the money," said the general, in surprise.</p> + +<p>"But that is not for me," said the Switzer, shaking his head. "This +watch and the jewelry I will keep as long as I live, in memory of my +good master; but the money must have been left there by mistake, and I +should feel like a thief if I were to take any of it."</p> + +<p>The old general opened his eyes as wide as he could, and stared in +astonishment at the simplicity of the youth. "I'm afraid you are out of +your mind," said he. "The will says, 'The black cabinet, with all its +contents.' The bank-notes were in it, and of course they are yours."</p> + +<p>"And yet it must be a mistake."</p> + +<p>"But I tell you it is no mistake," exclaimed the general, impatiently. +"Look at the inscription, 'The Reward of Fidelity!' To whom should that +apply but to you? Put the money in your pocket, Walter, and let us have +no more absurd doubts about it."</p> + +<p>But the young man persisted in his refusal, and pushed the packet away +from him. "It is too much," said he; "I can not think of robbing you of +such a large sum."</p> + +<p>"Well, then," said the general, greatly touched by such singular +unselfishness, "<i>I</i> must settle the business. If you won't take the +money, I will take <i>you</i>. From this day, Walter, you are my son. Come to +my heart. Old as it is, it beats warmly for fidelity and honesty. Thanks +to God that He has given me such a son in my lonely old age!"</p> + +<p>Walter stood as if rooted to the spot. But the old man drew him to his +breast and embraced him warmly, till both found relief for their +feelings in tears.</p> + +<p>"But my father," stammered the young man at last. "My father is all +alone at home."</p> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 356px;"> +<img src="images/ill_003.jpg" width="356" height="400" alt=""HE WRAPPED HIMSELF IN HIS DRESSING-GOWN, AND WALKED HASTILY TO AND FRO."" title="" /> +<span class="caption">"HE WRAPPED HIMSELF IN HIS DRESSING-GOWN, AND WALKED HASTILY TO AND FRO."</span> +</div> + +<p>"Oh, we will start off to him at once, bag and baggage," exclaimed the +general. "I know your fatherland well, and shall very soon feel myself +more at home there than I am in France, where there is not a creature +left to care for me. Yes, Walter, we will go to the glorious Bernese +Oberland, and buy ground, and build a house, within view of your noble +mountains, and live there with your father. He shall have cattle and +goats to cheer his heart in his old age, and we will lead a happy life +together as long as God spares us."</p> + +<p>Walter in his happiness could scarcely believe his ears, and thought the +whole a splendid dream. But he soon found the reality. The general sold +his property in France, and departed with his adopted son to +Switzerland, where he carried out the intention he had so suddenly +formed. Old Toni Hirzel renewed his youth when he had his son once more +beside him, and he and the general soon became fast friends. A year had +scarcely passed ere a beautiful house was built near Meyringen, and +furnished with every comfort; while an ample garden, surrounded by +meadows, in which cows and oxen fed, added to the beauty of the scene. +Walter's dream had become a reality; and everything around him was so +much better than he had ever dared to hope, that his heart overflowed +with gratitude to God, and to the benefactor who had done so much for +him.</p> + +<p>Nor was this prosperity undeserved. Walter had not spent his time in +idleness and sloth. He knew that the diligent hand maketh its owner +rich, and he managed the land with so much energy and skill that he soon +became renowned as one of the best farmers in the Oberland. The general +and Toni assisted him with their counsel and help as far as they were +able; and the old soldier soon experienced the beneficial influence of +an active out-door life and the change of air and scene. His pale cheeks +grew once more ruddy with health, and he soon grew so<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_76" id="Page_76">[Pg 76]</a></span> active that he +even forgot that his right foot lay buried on the field of Waterloo.</p> + +<p>Thus the little family lived in happiness, enjoying the good wishes of +all their neighbors, and the gratitude of all who were in want; for they +were always ready to relieve out of their abundance any who needed it. +Mr. Seymour increased their happiness by visiting his friend Walter +nearly every year, and rejoiced in the prosperity which God had bestowed +upon him as a reward for his honesty and uprightness.</p> + +<h4><span class="smcap">the end</span>.</h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="AROUND_THE_WORLD_IN_A_STEAM-YACHT" id="AROUND_THE_WORLD_IN_A_STEAM-YACHT"></a>AROUND THE WORLD IN A STEAM-YACHT.</h2> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/ill_004.jpg" width="600" height="405" alt="STEAM-YACHT "HENRIETTE."—Drawn by F. S. Cozzens." title="" /> +<span class="caption">STEAM-YACHT "HENRIETTE."—<span class="smcap">Drawn by F. S. Cozzens</span>.</span> +</div> + +<p>The beautiful steam-yacht <i>Henriette</i>, of which a picture is given on +this page, has just left New York, bound on a pleasure voyage around the +world. Her passengers are her owner, M. Henri Say, and his wife and +child, and they will doubtless have a most pleasant voyage, and see many +strange sights and countries before it is ended.</p> + +<p>The general outline of the route to be pursued is from New York down the +coast, touching at Baltimore and Washington, and possibly at some of the +Southern ports, then to the West Indies, where several weeks will be +spent in cruising among the beautiful islands. Some of the principal +South American cities will be visited before stormy Cape Horn is +doubled, and the <i>Henriette</i> enters the quieter waters of the Pacific. +Then the plan of the voyage includes the Sandwich Islands, San +Francisco, Japan, China, Australia, the East Indian islands, India, +Arabia, the Red Sea, Egypt, the Suez Canal, Turkey, the many interesting +countries bordering on the Mediterranean, and at last France, where M. +Say's home is, and where the long voyage will end in the harbor of +Nantes.</p> + +<p>The <i>Henriette</i> was built at Newburgh, on the Hudson, last summer, at a +cost of $50,000, and was originally named the <i>Shaughraun</i>; but she was +sold, and her name changed, before she went on her first cruise. She is +rigged as a top-sail schooner, and under steam can make seventeen knots +an hour, which is very fast travelling. She is 205 feet long over all, +and is the largest steam-yacht but one ever built in this country. She +is to be accompanied in her trip around the world by a smaller +steam-yacht, or tender, named the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_77" id="Page_77">[Pg 77]</a></span> <i>Follet</i>, in which will be carried +quantities of choice provisions and extra supplies of all kinds. The +crew of the <i>Henriette</i> numbers thirty men, all of whom are French, +excepting her engineers, who are Americans, and the discipline +maintained on board is that of a French man-of-war.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="THE_NEW_YEARS_ERRAND" id="THE_NEW_YEARS_ERRAND"></a>THE NEW YEAR'S ERRAND.</h2> + +<p>"What are those children doing?" asked the clergyman of his wife a few +days after Christmas.</p> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/ill_005.jpg" width="600" height="410" alt="WHAT BECAME OF THE CHRISTMAS TREE.—Drawn by C. S. +Reinhart." title="" /> +<span class="caption">WHAT BECAME OF THE CHRISTMAS TREE.—<span class="smcap">Drawn by C. S. Reinhart</span>.</span> +</div> + +<p>"I really can not tell you, James," was the reply, as his wife peered +anxiously over his shoulder, and out of the window. "All that I know +about it is this: I was busy in the pantry, when Rob put his head in, +and asked if he could have the Christmas tree, as nearly everything had +been taken off of it; so I said 'Yes,' and there he goes with it, sure +enough. I do hope the wax from the candles has not spotted the parlor +carpet."</p> + +<p>"Don't be anxious, wife; 'Christmas comes but once a year, and when it +comes should bring good cheer.'"</p> + +<p>"Yes," said the careful housewife, "I suppose I do worry. But there! it +is snowing again, and Bertha perched up on that tree on Rob's sled, and +she so subject to croup!"</p> + +<p>"The more she is out in the pure air, the less likely she is to take +cold; but where are they going?"</p> + +<p>"I really do not know, James. Did you ever see a dog more devoted to any +one than Jip is to Rob? There he goes, dancing beside him now; and I see +Rob has tied on the scarf Bertha knit for him; that is done to please +her. She did work so hard to get it finished in time before he came home +for the holidays."</p> + +<p>"She is very like her own dear little mother in kindness and care for +others," was the reply.</p> + +<p>The mother gave a bright smile and a kiss for the compliment, but a +little wail from the nursery hurried her out of the room.</p> + +<p>Christmas at the parsonage had been delightful, for, first of all, Rob's +return from boarding-school was a pleasurable event; he always came home +in such good spirits, was so full of his jokes and nonsense, and had so +many funny things to tell about the boys. Then there was the dressing of +the church with evergreens, and the decoration of the parlor with +wreaths of holly or running pine, and the spicy smell of all the +delicacies which were in course of preparation, for Sally was a famous +cook, and would brook no interference when mince-pies and plum-pudding +were to be concocted.</p> + +<p>But the children thought the arrival of a certain box, which was always +dispatched from town, the very best of all the Christmas delights. This +box came from their rich aunts and uncles, who seemed to think that the +little parsonage must be a dreary place in winter, and so, to make up to +its inmates for losing all the brightness of a city winter, they sent +everything they could think of in the way of beautiful pictures, +gorgeous books, games, sugar-plums, and enough little glittering things +for two or three trees. Of course the clergyman always laid aside some +of these things for other occasions, lest the children should be +surfeited.</p> + +<p>And so Christmas had passed happily, as usual. The school-children had +sung their carols and enjoyed their feast, the poor had been carefully +looked after and made comfortable, and there had come the usual lull +after a season of excitement. It was now the day before the first of the +new year, and the parson was writing a sermon. He was telling people +what a good time it was to try and turn over a new leaf; to be nobler, +truer, braver, than they had ever been before; to let the old year carry +away with it all selfishness, all anger, envy, and unloving thoughts;<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_78" id="Page_78">[Pg 78]</a></span> +and as he wrote, he looked out of the window at the falling snow, and +wondered where Bob and Bertha could have gone.</p> + +<p>Dinner-time came. Aunt Ellen, mamma, and the parson sat down alone. +"Where <i>are</i> those children?" repeated mamma.</p> + +<p>"I do not think you need be worried, Kate," said Aunt Ellen. "Rob is so +thoughtful, he will take good care of Bertha. They have perhaps stopped +in at a neighbor's, and been coaxed to stay."</p> + +<p>"Very likely," said the parson. And then the baby came in, crowing and +chuckling, and claiming his privileges, such as sitting in a high chair +and feeding the cat, and mamma had enough to do to keep the merry fellow +in order, or his fat little hands would have grasped all the silver, and +pulled over the glasses.</p> + +<p>After dinner, while the parson let the baby twist his whiskers or creep +about his knees, mamma played some lovely German music, and Aunt Ellen +crocheted. The short afternoon grew dusky. Baby went off to the nursery; +the parson had lighted his cigar, and was going out for a walk, but +mamma looked so anxious that he said,</p> + +<p>"I will go look for the children, Kate."</p> + +<p>"Really, I think you will have to give Rob a little scolding, my dear. +He should have told us where he was going."</p> + +<p>"Yes, I suppose so," said the parson; when just then there was a gleeful +cry—a merry chorus made up of Rob's, Bertha's, and Jip's voices, and +there they were, Bertha on the sled, and Rob was her horse.</p> + +<p>"Where have you been, my son?" said the parson, trying to be severe. +"You should not have gone off in this manner for the whole day without +asking permission."</p> + +<p>Rob's bright smile faded a little; but Bertha said, quickly, "Please, +papa, don't scold Rob. If you only knew—"</p> + +<p>"Hush, Bertha!" said Rob; and red as his cheeks were, they grew redder.</p> + +<p>"I am sorry you are offended, sir. I did not mean to be so long. We were +detained."</p> + +<p>"What detained you?"</p> + +<p>"And where did you get your dinner?" asked mamma.</p> + +<p>"Oh, we had plenty to eat."</p> + +<p>"But you don't intend us to know where you got it?"</p> + +<p>"No, sir," said Rob, frankly.</p> + +<p>"Now, papa, you <i>shall</i> not scold Rob," said Bertha, putting her hand in +his. "Come into your study. Go away, Rob; go give Jip his supper. Come, +mamma;" and Bertha dragged them both in to the fire, where, with +sparkling eyes and cheeks like carnation, she began to talk: "Mamma, you +remember that scrimmage Rob got into with the village boys last Fourth +of July, and how hatefully they knocked him down, and how bruised his +eye was for a long time?"</p> + +<p>"Yes, I remember, and I always blamed Rob. He should never have had +anything to do with those rowdies."</p> + +<p>"I didn't blame him; I never blame Rob for anything, except when he +won't do what I want him to do. Well, the worst one of all those horrid +boys is Sim Jenkins—at least he was; I don't think he's quite so bad +now. But he has been punished for all his badness, for he hurt his leg +awfully, and has been laid up for months—so his mother says; and she is +quite nice. She gave us our dinner to-day. Somehow or other, Rob heard +that Sim was in bed, and had not had any Christmas things, and that his +mother was poor; and she says all her money has gone for doctor's bills +and medicine. And so it just came into his head that perhaps it would do +Sim good to have a Christmas-tree on New-Year's Day; and he asked Mrs. +Jenkins, and she was afraid it would make a muss, but Rob said he would +be careful. And so he carried our tree over, and fixed it in a box, and +covered the box with moss, and we have been as busy as bees trying to +make it look pretty. And that is what has kept us so long, for Rob had +to run down to the store and get things—nails and ribbons, and I don't +know what all. And Sim is not to know anything about the tree until +to-morrow. And please give us some of the pretty things which were in +our box, for we could not get quite enough to fill all the branches. Rob +spent so much of his pocket-money on a knife for Sim that he had none +left for candy; for he said the tree would not give Sim so much pleasure +unless there was something on it which he could always keep."</p> + +<p>Here little Bertha stopped for want of breath, and looked into the faces +of her listeners.</p> + +<p>The parson put his arm around her as he said, "I hardly think we can +scold Rob now, after special pleading so eloquent as this; what do you +say, mamma?"</p> + +<p>"I say that Rob is just like his father in doing this kindly deed, and I +am glad to be the mother of a boy who can return good for evil."</p> + +<p>The parson made a bow. "Now we are even, madam, in the matter of +gracious speeches."</p> + +<p>So Sim Jenkins woke up on New-Year's Day to see from his weary bed a +vision of brightness—a little tree laden with its fruit of kindness, +its flowers of a forgiving spirit; and as the parson preached his +New-Year's sermon, and saw Rob's dark eyes looking up at him, he thought +of the verse,</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">"In their young hearts, soft and tender,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Guide my hand good seed to sow,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">That its blossoming may praise Thee</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Wheresoe'er they go."</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="LAFAYETTES_FIRST_WOUND" id="LAFAYETTES_FIRST_WOUND"></a>LAFAYETTE'S FIRST WOUND.</h2> + +<p>The Marquis of Lafayette came to this country to give his aid in the +struggle for liberty in 1777, and his first battle was that of the +Brandywine. Washington was trying to stop the march of the British +toward Philadelphia. There was some mistake in regard to the roads, and +the American troops were badly beaten. Lafayette plunged into the heart +of the fight, and just as the Americans gave way, he received a +musket-ball in the thigh. This was the 11th of September. Writing to his +wife the next day, he said:</p> + +<p>"Our Americans held their ground firmly for quite a time, but were +finally put to rout. In trying to rally them, Messieurs the English paid +me the compliment of a gunshot, which wounded me slightly in the leg; +but that's nothing, my dear heart; the bullet touched neither bone nor +nerve, and it will cost nothing more than lying on my back some time, +which puts me in bad humor."</p> + +<p>But the wound of which the marquis wrote so lightly, in order to +re-assure his beloved wife, kept him confined for more than six weeks. +He was carried on a boat up to Bristol, and when the fugitive Congress +left there, he was taken to the Moravian settlement at Bethlehem, where +he was kindly cared for. On the 1st of October he wrote again to his +wife:</p> + +<p>"As General Howe, when he gives his royal master a high-flown account of +his American exploits, must report me wounded, he may report me killed; +it would cost nothing; but I hope you won't put any faith in such +reports. As to the wound, the surgeons are astonished at the promptness +of its healing. They fall into ecstasies whenever they dress it, and +protest that it's the most beautiful thing in the world. As for me, I +find it a very disgusting thing, wearisome and quite painful. That +depends on tastes. But, after all, if a man wanted to wound himself for +fun, he ought to come and see how much I enjoy it."</p> + +<p>He was very grateful for the attention he received. "All the doctors in +America," he writes, "are in motion for me. I have a friend who has +spoken in such a way that I am well nursed—General Washington. This<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_79" id="Page_79">[Pg 79]</a></span> +worthy man, whose talents and virtues I admire, whom I venerate more the +more I know him, has kindly become my intimate friend.... I am +established in his family; we live like two brothers closely united, in +reciprocal intimacy and confidence. When he sent me his chief surgeon, +he told him to care for me as if I were his son, for he loved me as +such." This friendship between the great commander, in the prime of +life, and the French boy of twenty, is one of the most touching +incidents of our history.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p><b>The Rock of Gibraltar.</b>—This great natural fortification, which among +military men is regarded as the key to the Mediterranean Sea, abounds in +caverns, many of which are natural, while others have been made by the +explosion of gunpowder in the centre of the mountain, forming great +vaults of such height and extent that in case of a siege they would +contain the whole garrison. The caverns (the most considerable is the +hall of St. George) communicate with the batteries established all along +the mountain by a winding road, passable throughout on horseback.</p> + +<p>The extreme singularity of the place has given rise to many +superstitious stories, not only amongst the ancients, but even those of +our own times. As it has been penetrated by the hardy and enterprising +to a great distance (on one occasion by an American, who descended by +ropes to a depth of 500 feet), a wild story is current that the cave +communicates by a submarine passage with Africa. The sailors who had +visited the rock, and seen the monkeys, which are seen in no other part +of Europe, and are only there occasionally and at intervals, say that +they pass at pleasure by means of the cave to their native land. The +truth seems to be that they usually live in the inaccessible precipices +of the eastern side of the rock, where there is a scanty store of monkey +grass for their subsistence; but when an east wind sets in it drives +them from their caves, and they take refuge among the western rocks, +where they may be seen hopping from bush to bush, boxing each other's +ears, and cutting the most extraordinary antics. If disturbed, they +scamper off with great rapidity, the young ones jumping on the backs and +putting their arms round the necks of the old, and as they are very +harmless, strict orders have been received from the garrison for their +especial protection.</p> + +<p>Gibraltar derives its chief importance from its bay, which is about ten +miles in length and eight in breadth, and being protected from the more +dangerous winds, is a valuable naval station.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="SANTA_CLAUS_VISITS_THE_VAN_JOHNSONS" id="SANTA_CLAUS_VISITS_THE_VAN_JOHNSONS"></a>SANTA CLAUS VISITS THE VAN JOHNSONS.</h2> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Swing low, sweet chariot—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Goin' fur to car' me home;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Swing low, sweet chariot—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Goin' fur to car' me home.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Debbil tought he would spite me—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Goin' fur to car' me home,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">By cuttin' down my apple-tree—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Goin' fur to car' me home;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">But he didn't spite ah-me at all—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Goin' fur to car' me home;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Fur I had apples all de fall—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Goin'—</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>"Oh, jess shut up wiff yo' ole apples, Chrissfer C'lumbus Van Johnson, +an' lissen at dat ar wat Miss Bowles done bin a-tellin' me," said Queen +Victoria, suddenly making her appearance at the gate which opened out of +Mrs. Bowles's back garden into the small yard where her brother sat with +Primrose Ann in his arms.</p> + +<p>The Van Johnsons were a colored family who lived in a Southern city in a +small three-roomed wooden house on the lot in the rear of Mrs. Bowles's +garden, and Mrs. Bowles was their landlady and very good friend. Indeed, +I don't know what they would have done without her, for when she came +from the North, and rented the big house, they were in the depths of +poverty. The kind lady found them work, gave them bright smiles, words +of encouragement, fruit, vegetables, and spelling lessons, and so won +their simple, grateful hearts that they looked upon her as a miracle of +patience, goodness, and wisdom. And as for Baby Bowles—the +rosy-cheeked, sweet-voiced, sunshiny little thing—the whole family, +from Primrose Ann up to Mr. Van Johnson, adored her, and Queen Victoria +was "happy as a queen" when allowed to take care of and amuse her.</p> + +<p>"Wat's dat ar yo's speakin'?" asked Christopher Columbus (so named, his +father said, "'cause he war da fustest chile, de discoberer ob de +family, as it war") as Queen Victoria hopped into the yard on one leg, +and he stopped rocking—if you can call throwing yourself back on the +hind-legs of a common wooden chair, and then coming down on the +fore-legs with a bounce and a bang, rocking—the youngest Van Johnson +with such a jerk that her eyes and mouth flew open, and out of the +latter came a tremendous yell. "Dar now," said Christopher Columbus, +"yo's done gone an' woked dis yere Primrose Ann, an' I's bin hours an' +hours an' hours an' hours gittin her asleep. Girls am de wustest bodders +I ebber see. I allus dishated girls."</p> + +<p>"Ain't yo' 'shamed yo'seff, Chrissfer C'lumbus," said Queen Victoria, +indignantly, "wen bofe yo' sisters am girls? But spect yo' don't want to +lissen at wat Miss Bowles done bin a-tellin' me. Hi! Washington +Webster's a-comin', an' I'll jess tell him dat ar secrek all by +hisseff."</p> + +<p>"No yo' won't; yo' goin' to tell me too," said her big brother. "An' yo' +better stop a-rollin' yo' eyes—yo' got de sassiest eyes I ebber see +since de day dat I war bohn—an' go on wiff yo' story."</p> + +<p>"Story?" repeated Washington Webster, sauntering up to them, leading a +big cat—dragging, perhaps, would be the better word, as poor puss was +trying hard to get away—by a string.</p> + +<p>"'Bout Mahser Zanty Claws," said Queen, opening her eyes so wide that +they seemed to spread over half her face. "Miss Bowles says to-morrer's +Chrissmus, an' to-day's day befo' Chrissmus, an' to-night Mahser Zanty +Claws go 'bout"—lowering her voice almost to a whisper—"an' put tings +in chillun's stockin's dat 'haved deirselbs."</p> + +<p>"Am Mahser Zanty Claws any lashun to dat ar ole man wiff de allspice +hoof?" asked Washington Webster, with a scared look.</p> + +<p>"Allspice hoof! Lissen at dat ar foolish young crow. <i>Clove</i> hoof, yo' +means," said Queen Victoria. "Dat's anodder gemman 'tirely. Mahser Zanty +Claws am <i>good</i>. He gits yo' dolls, an' candies, an' apples, an' nuts, +an' books, an' drums, an' wissels, an' new cloze."</p> + +<p>"Golly! wish he'd frow some trowsus an' jackits an' sich like fruit +'roun' here," said Christopher Columbus.</p> + +<p>"Trowsus wiff red 'spenders an' a pistil pockit," said Washington +Webster, "an' a gole watch, an' a sled all yaller, wiff green stars on +it, an'—"</p> + +<p>"Yo' bofe talk 's if yo'd bin awful good," interrupted Queen Victoria. +"Maybe Mahser Zanty Claws disagree wiff yo'."</p> + +<p>"Who dat ar done gone git her head cracked wiff de wooden spoon fur +gobblin' all de hom'ny befo' de breakfuss war ready?" said Washington +Webster, slyly.</p> + +<p>"I 'most wish dar war no Washington Websters in de hull worle—I +certainly do. Dey's too sassy to lib," said Queen Victoria. "An' <i>sich</i> +busybodies—dey certainly is."</p> + +<p>"But how am we to know wedder we's Mahser Zanty Claws's kine o' good +chillun?" said Christopher Columbus. "We's might be good nuff fur +ourseffs, an' not good nuff fur him. If I knowed he come yere certain +sure, I git some green ornamuntses from ole Pete Campout—he done gone +got hunderds an' hunderds an' piles an' piles—to stick up on de walls, +an' make de house look more despectable like."</p> + +<p>"Let's go an' ax Miss Bowles," said Queen Victoria. "Baby Bowles am fass +asleep, an' she's in de kitchen makin' pies, an' she know +ebberyting—she certainly do."</p> + +<p>And off they all trooped, Primrose Ann, cat, and all.</p> + +<p>"Come in," called the pleasant voice of their landlady, when they rapped +on her door; and in they tumbled, asking<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_80" id="Page_80">[Pg 80]</a></span> the same question all together +in one breath: "Mahser Zanty Claws comin' to our house, Miss Bowles?" +Christopher Columbus adding, "'Pears dough we muss ornamentem some if he +do."</p> + +<p>Mrs. Bowles crimped the edge of her last pie, and then sat down, the +children standing in a row before her.</p> + +<p>"Have you all been very good?" she said. "Suppose you tell me what good +thing you have done since yesterday afternoon. Then I can guess about +Santa Claus."</p> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/ill_006.jpg" width="600" height="580" alt=""LOR BRESS YOU, HONEY-BUGS! YO' HAS GOT TINGS MIXED."—Drawn by J. E. Kelly." title="" /> +<span class="caption">"LOR BRESS YOU, HONEY-BUGS! YO' HAS GOT TINGS MIXED."—<span class="smcap">Drawn by J. E. Kelly</span>.</span> +</div> + +<p>"Primrose Ann cried fur dat ar orange yo' gib me," said Queen Victoria, +after a moment's thought, "an' I eat it up quick 's I could, an' didn't +gib her none, 'cause I's 'fraid she git de stummick-ache."</p> + +<p>"I car'd home de washin' fur mommy fur two cakes an' some candy," said +Washington Webster.</p> + +<p>"And you?" asked Mrs. Bowles, turning to Christopher Columbus.</p> + +<p>"I ran 'way from 'Dolphus Snow, an' wouldn't fight him, 'cause I 'fraid +I hurt him," said Christopher, gravely.</p> + +<p>Mrs. Bowles laughed merrily. "Go home and ornament," she said. "I am +sure Santa Claus will pay you a visit."</p> + +<p>And he did; for on Christmas morning, when the young Van Johnsons rushed +pell-mell, helter-skelter, into the room prepared for his call, a new +jacket hung on one chair, a new pair of trousers on the other; a doll's +head peeped out of Queen Victoria's stocking; a new sled, gayly painted, +announced itself in big letters "The Go Ahead"; lots of toys were +waiting for Primrose Ann; and four papers of goodies reposed on the +lowest shelf of the cupboard.</p> + +<p>"'Pears dat ar Mahser Zanty Claws don't take zact measure fur boys' +cloze," said Christopher Columbus, as he tried to struggle into the +jacket. "Dis yere jackit's twicet too small."</p> + +<p>"An' dis yere trowsusloons am twicet too big," said Washington Webster, +as he drew them up to his armpits.</p> + +<p>"Lor' bress you, honey-bugs!" called their mommy from the doorway, "yo' +<i>has</i> got tings mixed. Dat ar jackit's fur de odder boy, an' dem trowsus +too." And they all burst out laughing as Christopher Columbus and +Washington Webster exchanged Christmas gifts, and laughed so loud that +Mrs. Bowles came, over to see what was the matter, bringing Baby Bowles, +who, seeing how jolly everybody was, began clapping her tiny hands, and +shouting, "Melly Kissme! melly Kissme!"<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_81" id="Page_81">[Pg 81]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_82" id="Page_82">[Pg 82]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 423px;"> +<img src="images/ill_007.jpg" width="423" height="600" alt="ONE HUNDRED YEARS AGO.—Drawn by Kate Greenaway." title="" /> +<span class="caption">ONE HUNDRED YEARS AGO.—<span class="smcap">Drawn by Kate Greenaway</span>.</span> +</div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 379px;"><a name="PET_AND_HER_CAT" id="PET_AND_HER_CAT"></a> +<img src="images/ill_008.jpg" width="379" height="400" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<h2>PET AND HER CAT.</h2> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Now, Pussy, I've something to tell you:</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">You know it is New-Year's Day;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">The big folks are down in the parlor,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">And mamma is just gone away.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">We are all alone in the nursery,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">And I want to talk to you, dear;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">So you must come and sit by me,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">And make believe you hear.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">You see, there's a new year coming—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">It only begins to-day.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Do you know I was often naughty</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">In the year that is gone away?</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">You know I have some bad habits,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">I'll mention just one or two;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">But there really is quite a number</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Of naughty things that I do.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">You see, I don't learn my lessons,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">And oh! I do hate them so;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">I doubt if I know any more to-day</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Than I did a year ago.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Perhaps I am awfully stupid;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">They say I'm a dreadful dunce.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">How would you like to learn spelling?</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">I wish you could try it once.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">And don't you remember Christmas—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">'Twas naughty, I must confess—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">But while I was eating my dinner</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">I got two spots on my dress.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">And they caught me stealing the sugar;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">But I only got two little bits,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">When they found me there in the closet,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">And frightened me out of my wits.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">And, Pussy, when people scold me,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">I'm always so sulky then;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">If they only would tell me gently,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">I never would do it again.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Oh, Pussy! I know I am naughty,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">And often it makes me cry:</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">I think it would count for something,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">If they knew how hard I try.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">But I'll try again in the new year,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">And oh! I shall be so glad</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">If I only can be a good little girl,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">And never do anything bad!</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="HOW_SUNKEN_SHIPS_ARE_RAISED" id="HOW_SUNKEN_SHIPS_ARE_RAISED"></a>HOW SUNKEN SHIPS ARE RAISED.</h2> + +<p>When a ship sinks some distance from the shore in several fathoms of +water, and the waves conceal her, it may seem impossible to some of our +readers that she can ever be floated again; but if she rests upon a firm +sandy bottom, without rocks, and the weather is fair enough for a time +to give the wreckers an opportunity, it is even probable that she can be +brought into port.</p> + +<p>In Boston, New York, Philadelphia, Baltimore, Norfolk, and New Orleans, +large firms are established whose special business it is to send +assistance to distressed vessels, and to save the cargo if the vessels +themselves can not be prevented from becoming total wrecks; and these +firms are known as wreckers—a name which in the olden time was given to +a class of heartless men dwelling on the coast who lured ships ashore by +false lights for the sake of the spoils which the disaster brought them.</p> + +<p>When a vessel is announced to be ashore or sunk, the owners usually +apply to the wreckers, and make a bargain with them that they shall +receive a certain proportion of her value if they save her, and the +wreckers then proceed to the scene of the accident, taking with them +powerful tug-boats, large pontoons, immense iron cables, and a massive +derrick.</p> + +<p>Perhaps only the topmasts of the wreck are visible when they reach it; +but even though she is quite out of sight, she is not given up, if the +sea is calm and the wind favorable. One of the men puts a diving dress +over his suit of heavy flannels. The trousers and jacket are made of +India rubber cloth, fitting close to the ankles, wrists, and across the +chest, which is further protected by a breastplate. A copper helmet with +a glass face is used for covering the head, and is screwed on to the +breastplate. One end of a coil of strong rubber tubing is attached to +the back of the helmet, to the outside of which a running cord is also +attached, and continued down the side of the dress to the diver's right +hand, where he can use it for signaling his assistants when he is +beneath the surface. His boots have leaden soles weighing about +twenty-eight pounds; and as this, with the helmet, is insufficient to +allow his descent, four blocks of lead, weighing fifty pounds, are slung +over his shoulders; and a water-proof bag containing a hammer, a chisel, +and a dirk-knife is fastened over his breast.</p> + +<p>He is transferred from the steamer that has brought him from the city to +a small boat, which is rowed to a spot over the wreck, and a short iron +ladder is put over the side, down which he steps; and when the last rung +is reached, he lets go, and the water bubbles and sparkles over his head +as he sinks deeper and deeper.</p> + +<p>The immersion of the diver is more thrilling to a spectator than it is +to him. The rubber coil attached to his helmet at one end is attached at +the other to an air-pump, which sends him all the breath he needs, and +if the supply is irregular, a pull at the cord by his right hand secures +its adjustment. He is not timid, and he knows that the only thing he has +to guard against is nervousness, by which he might lose his presence of +mind. The fish dart away from him at a motion of his hand, and even a +shark is terrified by the apparition of his strange globular helmet. He +is careful not to approach the wreck too suddenly, as the tangled +rigging and splinters might twist or break the air-pipe and signal line; +when his feet touch the bottom, he looks behind, before, and above him +before he advances an inch.</p> + +<p>Looming up before him like a phantom in the foggy light is the ship; and +now, perhaps, if any of the crew have gone down with her, the diver +feels a momentary horror; but if no one has been lost, he sets about his +work, and hums a cheerful tune.</p> + +<p>It may be that the vessel has settled low in the sand, that she is +broken in two, or that the hole in her bottom<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_83" id="Page_83">[Pg 83]</a></span> can not be repaired. But +we will suppose that the circumstances are favorable, that the sand is +firm, and the hull in an easy position.</p> + +<p>The diver signals to be hauled up, makes his report, and in his next +descent he is accompanied by several others, who help him to drag +massive chains of iron underneath the ship, at the bow, at the stern, +and in the middle. This is a tedious and exhausting operation, which +sometimes takes many days; and when it is completed, the pontoons are +towed into position at each side of the ship.</p> + +<p>The pontoons, simply described, are hollow floats. They are oblong, +built of wood, and possess great buoyancy. Some of them are over a +hundred feet long, eighteen feet wide, and fourteen feet deep; but their +size, and the number of them used, depend on the length of the vessel +that is to be raised. Circular tubes, or wells, extend through them; and +when the chains are secured underneath the ship, the ends are inserted +in these wells by the divers, and drawn up through them by hydraulic +power. The chains thus form a series of loops like the common swing of +the playground, in which the ship rests; and as they are shortened in +being drawn up through the wells, the ship lifts. The ship lifts if all +be well—if the chains do not part, or some other accident occur; but +the wreckers need great patience, and sometimes they see the labor of +weeks undone in a minute.</p> + +<p>We are presupposing success, however, and instead of sinking or +capsizing, the ship appears above the bubbling water, and between the +pontoons, which groan and tremble with her weight.</p> + +<p>As soon as her decks are above water, so much of the cargo is removed as +is necessary to enable the divers to reach the broken part of the hull, +which they patch with boards and canvas if she is built of wood, or with +iron plates if she is of iron. This is the most perilous part of the +diver's work, as there are so many projections upon which his air-tube +may catch; but he finds it almost as easy to ply his hammer and drill in +making repairs under water as on shore.</p> + +<p>The ship is next pumped out, and borne between the pontoons by powerful +tugs to the nearest dry-dock, where all the damages are finally +repaired, and in a month or two she is once more afloat, with nothing to +indicate her narrow escape.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h4><a name="THE_HISTORY_OF_PHOTOGEN_AND_NYCTERIS" id="THE_HISTORY_OF_PHOTOGEN_AND_NYCTERIS"></a>[Begun in No. 5 of <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span>, December 2.]</h4> + +<h2>THE HISTORY OF PHOTOGEN AND NYCTERIS.</h2> + +<h4>A Day and Night Mährchen.</h4> + +<h3>BY GEORGE MACDONALD.</h3> + +<h3>XVI.—AN EVIL NURSE.</h3> + +<p>Watho was herself ill, as I have said, and was the worse tempered; and, +besides, it is a peculiarity of witches that what works in others to +sympathy, works in them to repulsion. Also, Watho had a poor, helpless, +rudimentary spleen of a conscience left, just enough to make her +uncomfortable, and therefore more wicked. So when she heard that +Photogen was ill she was angry. Ill, indeed! after all she had done to +saturate him with the life of the system, with the solar might itself! +He was a wretched failure, the boy! And because he was <i>her</i> failure, +she was annoyed with him, began to dislike him, grew to hate him. She +looked on him as a painter might upon a picture, or a poet upon a poem, +which he had only succeeded in getting into an irrecoverable mess. In +the hearts of witches love and hate lie close together, and often tumble +over each other. And whether it was that her failure with Photogen +foiled also her plans in regard to Nycteris, or that her illness made +her yet more of a devil's wife, certainly Watho now got sick of the girl +too, and hated to have her about the castle.</p> + +<p>She was not too ill, however, to go to poor Photogen's room and torment +him. She told him she hated him like a serpent, and hissed like one as +she said it, looking very sharp in the nose and chin, and flat in the +forehead. Photogen thought she meant to kill him, and hardly ventured to +take anything brought him. She ordered every ray of light to be shut out +of his room; but by means of this he got a little used to the darkness. +She would take one of his arrows, and now tickle him with the feather +end of it, now prick him with the point till the blood ran down. What +she meant finally I can not tell, but she brought Photogen speedily to +the determination of making his escape from the castle: what he should +do then he would think afterward. Who could tell but he might find his +mother somewhere beyond the forest! If it were not for the broad patches +of darkness that divided day from day, he would fear nothing!</p> + +<p>But now, as he lay helpless in the dark, ever and anon would come +dawning through it the face of the lovely creature who on that first +awful night nursed him so sweetly: was he never to see her again? If she +was, as he had concluded, the nymph of the river, why had she not +re-appeared? She might have taught him not to fear the night, for +plainly she had no fear of it herself! But then, when the day came, she +did seem frightened: why was that, seeing there was nothing to be afraid +of then? Perhaps one so much at home in the darkness was correspondingly +afraid of the light! Then his selfish joy at the rising of the sun, +blinding him to her condition, had made him behave to her, in ill return +for her kindness, as cruelly as Watho behaved to him! How sweet and dear +and lovely she was! If there were wild beasts that came out only at +night, and were afraid of the light, why should there not be girls too, +made the same way—who could not endure the light, as he could not bear +the darkness? If only he could find her again! Ah, how differently he +would behave to her! But alas! perhaps the sun had killed her—melted +her—burned her up!—dried her up: that was it, if she was the nymph of +the river.</p> + +<h3>XVII.—WATHO'S WOLF.</h3> + +<p>From that dreadful morning Nycteris had never got to be herself again. +The sudden light had been almost death to her; and now she lay in the +dark with the memory of a terrific sharpness—a something she dared +scarcely recall, lest the very thought of it should sting her beyond +endurance. But this was as nothing to the pain which the recollection of +the rudeness of the shining creature whom she had nursed through his +fear caused her; for the moment his suffering passed over to her, and he +was free, the first use he made of his returning strength had been to +scorn her! She wondered and wondered; it was all beyond her +comprehension.</p> + +<p>Before long, Watho was plotting evil against her. The witch was like a +sick child weary of his toy: she would pull her to pieces, and see how +she liked it. She would set her in the sun, and see her die, like a +jelly-fish from the salt ocean cast out on a hot rock. It would be a +sight to soothe her wolf-pain. One day, therefore, a little before noon, +while Nycteris was in her deepest sleep, she had a darkened litter +brought to the door, and in that she made two of her men carry her to +the plain above. There they took her out, laid her on the grass, and +left her.</p> + +<p>Watho watched it all from the top of her high tower, through her +telescope; and scarcely was Nycteris left, when she saw her sit up, and +the same moment cast herself down again with her face to the ground.</p> + +<p>"She'll have a sun-stroke," said Watho, "and that'll be the end of her."</p> + +<p>Presently, tormented by a fly, a huge-humped buffalo, with great shaggy +mane, came galloping along, straight for where she lay. At sight of the +thing on the grass he started, swerved yards aside, stopped dead, and<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_84" id="Page_84">[Pg 84]</a></span> +then came slowly up, looking malicious. Nycteris lay quite still, and +never even saw the animal.</p> + +<p>"Now she'll be trodden to death!" said Watho.</p> + +<p>When the buffalo reached her, he sniffed at her all over, and went away; +then came back and sniffed again; then all at once went off as if a +demon had him by the tail.</p> + +<p>Next came a gnu, then a gaunt wild boar. But no creature hurt her, and +Watho was angry with the whole creation.</p> + +<p>At length, in the shade of her hair, the blue eyes of Nycteris began to +come to themselves a little, and the first thing they saw was a comfort. +I have told already how she knew the night daisies, each a sharp-pointed +little cone with a red tip; and once she had parted the rays of one of +them, with trembling fingers, for she was afraid she was dreadfully +rude, and perhaps was hurting it; but she did want, she said to herself, +to see what secret it carried so carefully hidden; and she found its +golden heart. But now, right under her eyes, inside the veil of her +hair, in the sweet twilight of whose blackness she could see it +perfectly, stood a daisy with its red tip opened wide into a carmine +ring, displaying its heart of gold on a platter of silver. She did not +at first recognize it as one of those cones come awake, but a moment's +notice revealed what it was. Who, then, could have been so cruel to the +lovely little creature as to force it open like that, and spread it +heart-bare to the terrible death-lamp? Whoever it was, it must be the +same that had thrown her out there to be burned to death in its fire! +But she had her hair, and could hang her head, and make a small sweet +night of her own about her! She tried to bend the daisy down and away +from the sun, and to make its petals hang about it like her hair, but +she could not. Alas! it was burned and dead already! She did not know +that it could not yield to her gentle force because it was drinking +life, with all the eagerness of life, from what she called the +death-lamp. Oh, how the lamp burned her!</p> + +<p>But she went on thinking—she did not know how; and by-and-by began to +reflect that, as there was no roof to the room except that in which the +great fire went rolling about, the little Red-tip must have seen the +lamp a thousand times, and must know it quite well! and it had not +killed it! Nay, thinking about it farther, she began to ask the question +whether this, in which she now saw it, might not be its more perfect +condition. For now not only did the whole seem perfect, as indeed it did +before, but every part showed its own individual perfection as well, +which perfection made it capable of combining with the rest into the +higher perfection of a whole. The flower was a lamp itself! The golden +heart was the light, and the silver border was the alabaster globe +skillfully broken and spread wide to let out the glory. Yes; the radiant +shape was plainly its perfection! If, then, it was the lamp which had +opened it into that shape, the lamp could not be unfriendly to it, but +must be of its own kind, seeing it made it perfect! And again, when she +thought of it, there was clearly no little resemblance between them. +What if the flower, then, was the little great-grandchild of the lamp, +and he was loving it all the time? And what if the lamp did not mean to +hurt her, only could not help it? The red tips looked as if the flower +had some time or other been hurt: what if the lamp was making the best +it could of her—opening her out somehow like the flower? She would bear +it patiently, and see. But how coarse the color of the grass was! +Perhaps, however, her eyes not being made for the bright lamp, she did +not see them as they were! Then she remembered how different were the +eyes of the creature that was not a girl, and was afraid of the +darkness! Ah, if the darkness would only come again, all arms, friendly +and soft everywhere about her!</p> + +<p>She lay so still that Watho thought she had fainted. She was pretty sure +she would be dead before the night came to revive her.</p> + +<h3>XVIII.—REFUGE.</h3> + +<p>Fixing her telescope on the motionless form, that she might see it at +once when the morning came, Watho went down from the tower to Photogen's +room. He was much better by this time, and before she left him he had +resolved to leave the castle that very night.</p> + +<p>The darkness was terrible indeed, but Watho was worse than even the +darkness, and he could not escape in the day. As soon, therefore, as the +house seemed still, he tightened his belt, hung to it his hunting knife, +put a flask of wine and some bread in his pocket, and took his bow and +arrows. He got from the house, and made his way at once up to the plain. +But what with his illness, the terrors of the night, and his dread of +the wild beasts, when he got to the level he could not walk a step +farther, and sat down, thinking it better to die than to live. In spite +of his fears, however, sleep contrived to overcome him, and he fell at +full length on the soft grass.</p> + +<p>He had not slept long when he woke with such a strange sense of comfort +and security that he thought the dawn at least must have arrived. But it +was dark night about him. And the sky—no, it was not the sky, but the +blue eyes of his naiad looking down upon him! Once more he lay with his +head in her lap, and all was well, for plainly the girl feared the +darkness as little as he the day.</p> + +<p>"Thank you," he said. "You are like live armor to my heart; you keep the +fear off me. I have been very ill since then. Did you come up out of the +river when you saw me cross?"</p> + +<p>"I don't live in the water," she answered. "I live under the pale lamp, +and I die under the bright one."</p> + +<p>"Ah, yes! I understand now," he returned.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_85" id="Page_85">[Pg 85]</a></span> "I would not have behaved as +I did last time if I had understood; but I thought you were mocking me; +and I am so made that I can not help being frightened at the darkness. I +beg your pardon for leaving you as I did, for, as I say, I did not +understand. Now I believe you were really frightened. Were you not?"</p> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 323px;"> +<img src="images/ill_009.jpg" width="323" height="400" alt=""WHAT IS THIS? IT MUST BE DEATH!"" title="" /> +<span class="caption">"WHAT IS THIS? IT MUST BE DEATH!"</span> +</div> + +<p>"I was, indeed," answered Nycteris, "and shall be again. But why you +should be, I can not in the least understand. You must know how gentle +and sweet the darkness is, how kind and friendly, how soft and velvety! +It holds you to its bosom and loves you. A little while ago I lay faint +and dying under your hot lamp. What is it you call it?"</p> + +<p>"The sun," murmured Photogen: "how I wish he would make haste!"</p> + +<p>"Ah! do not wish that. Do not, for my sake, hurry him. I can take care +of you from the darkness, but I have no one to take care of me from the +light.—As I was telling you, I lay dying in the sun. All at once I drew +a deep breath. A cool wind came and ran over my face. I looked up. The +torture was gone, for the death-lamp itself was gone. I hope he does not +die and grow brighter yet. My terrible headache was all gone, and my +sight was come back. I felt as if I were new made. But I did not get up +at once, for I was tired still. The grass grew cool about me, and turned +soft in color. Something wet came upon it, and it was now so pleasant to +my feet that I rose and ran about. And when I had been running about a +long time, all at once I found you lying, just as I had been lying a +little while before. So I sat down beside you to take care of you, till +your life—and my death—should come again."</p> + +<p>"How good you are, you beautiful creature! Why, you forgave me before +ever I asked you!" cried Photogen.</p> + +<p>Thus they fell a-talking, and he told her what he knew of his history, +and she told him what she knew of hers, and they agreed they must get +away from Watho as far as ever they could.</p> + +<p>"And we must set out at once," said Nycteris.</p> + +<p>"The moment the morning comes," returned Photogen.</p> + +<p>"We must not wait for the morning," said Nycteris, "for then I shall not +be able to move, and what would you do the next night? Besides, Watho +sees best in the daytime. Indeed, you must come now, Photogen. You +must."</p> + +<p>"I can not; I dare not," said Photogen. "I can not move. If I but lift +my head from your lap, the very sickness of terror seizes me."</p> + +<p>"I shall be with you," said Nycteris, soothingly. "I will take care of +you till your dreadful sun comes, and then you may leave me, and go away +as fast as you can. Only please put me in a dark place first, if there +is one to be found."</p> + +<p>"I will never leave you again, Nycteris," cried Photogen. "Only wait +till the sun comes and brings me back my strength, and we will go away +together, and never, never part any more."</p> + +<p>"No, no," persisted Nycteris; "we must go now. And you must learn to be +strong in the dark as well as in the day, else you will always be only +half brave. I have begun already, not to fight your sun, but to try to +get at peace with him, and understand what he really is, and what he +means with me—whether to hurt me or to make the best of me. You must do +the same with my darkness."</p> + +<p>"But you don't know what mad animals there are away there toward the +south," said Photogen. "They have huge green eyes, and they would eat +you up like a bit of celery, you beautiful creature!"</p> + +<p>"Come! come! you must," said Nycteris, "or I shall<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_86" id="Page_86">[Pg 86]</a></span> have to pretend to +leave you, to make you come. I have seen the green eyes you speak of, +and I will take care of you from them."</p> + +<p>"You! How can you do that? If it were day now, I could take care of you +from the worst of them. But as it is, I can't even see them for this +abominable darkness. I could not see your lovely eyes but for the light +that is in them; that lets me see straight into heaven through them. +They are windows into the very heaven beyond the sky. 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Maps and Illustrations. 8vo, Ornamental Cloth, +$3.00.</p></div> + +<p>The Princess Idleways.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>By Mrs. <span class="smcap">W. J. Hays</span>. Illustrated. 16mo, Cloth, 75 cents.</p></div> + +<p>Stories of the Old Dominion.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>By <span class="smcap">John Esten Cooke</span>. Profusely Illustrated. 12mo, Illuminated +Cloth, $1.50.</p></div> + +<p>How to Get Strong,</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>And How to Stay So. By <span class="smcap">William Blaikie</span>. Illustrated. 16mo, Cloth, +$1.00.</p></div> + +<p>The Boys of '76.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>A History of the Battles of the Revolution. By <span class="smcap">Charles Carleton +Coffin</span>. Copiously Illustrated. 8vo, Cloth, $3.00.</p></div> + +<p>The Story of Liberty.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>By <span class="smcap">Charles Carleton Coffin</span>. Copiously Illustrated. 8vo, Cloth, +$3.00.</p></div> + +<p>Our Children's Songs.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>Illustrated. 8vo, Ornamental Cover, $1.00.</p></div> + +<p>Books for Girls.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>Written or Edited by the Author of "John Halifax, Gentleman." +Illustrated. 6 vols., 16mo, Cloth, in neat case, $5.40; the volumes +separately, 90 cents each.</p> + +<p>Little Sunshine's Holiday.—The Cousin from India.—Twenty Years +Ago.—Is it True?—An Only Sister.—Miss Moore.</p></div> + +<p>Pet; or, Pastimes and Penalties.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>By Rev. <span class="smcap">H. R. Haweis</span>, M.A. With 50 Illustrations. 12mo, Cloth, +$1.50.</p></div> + +<p>Dogs and their Doings.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>By Rev. <span class="smcap">F. O. Morris</span>. Elegantly Illustrated. Square 4to, Ornamental +Cloth, $1.75.</p></div> + +<p>Books for Young People.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>By <span class="smcap">Paul B. Du Chaillu</span>. Illustrated. 5 vols., 12mo, Cloth, $1.50 +each.</p> + +<p>Stories of the Gorilla Country.—Wild Life under the Equator.—Lost +in the Jungle.—My Apingi Kingdom.—The Country of the Dwarfs.</p></div> + +<p>Smiles's Books for Young Men:</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>SELF-HELP.—CHARACTER.—THRIFT. 12mo, Cloth, $1.00 per volume.</p></div> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<h3>Published by HARPER & BROTHERS, New York.</h3> + +<h4>☞ <span class="smcap">Harper & Brothers</span> <i>will send any of the above works by +mail, postage prepaid, to any part of the United States, on receipt of +the price</i>.</h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 15em;">"<i>A Holiday Book of the First Class.</i>"</span> +</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 30em;"><span class="smcap">Episcopal Register</span>, Philadelphia.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<h2>THE</h2> + +<h2>Boy Travellers in the Far East,</h2> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<h3>ADVENTURES OF</h3> + +<h3>TWO YOUTHS IN A JOURNEY</h3> + +<h3>TO</h3> + +<h3>JAPAN AND CHINA.</h3> + +<h4>Illustrated, 8vo, Cloth, $3.00.</h4> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<p>A more attractive book for boys and girls can scarcely be imagined.—<i>N. Y. Times.</i></p> + +<p>The best thing for a boy who cannot go to China and Japan is to get this +book and read it.—<i>Philadelphia Ledger.</i></p> + +<p>Juvenile literature seems to have come to a climax in this book. In +literary quality and in material form it is a decided improvement on +anything of the kind ever before produced in America.—<i>N. Y. Journal of +Commerce.</i></p> + +<p>One of the richest and most entertaining books for young people, both in +text, illustrations, and binding, which has ever come to our +table.—<i>Providence Press.</i></p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3>Published by HARPER & BROTHERS, N. Y.</h3> + +<h4>☞ <i>Sent by mail, postage prepaid, to any part of the +United States, on receipt of the price.</i></h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 20em;">"<i>A nice Gift for Children.</i>"</span> +</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 30em;"><span class="smcap">Pittsburgh Telegraph</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<h2>THE PRINCESS IDLEWAYS,</h2> + +<h3>A FAIRY STORY.</h3> + +<h4>Illustrated, 16mo, Cloth, 75 cents.</h4> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<p>Written in a simple but charming manner, and illustrated by beautiful +pictures, so that a youngster just past the first reading-book would +appreciate every word.—<i>Christian Intelligencer</i>, N. Y.</p> + +<p>The illustrations are worthy of special commendation. Any so airy, +pretty, and full of grace, have rarely appeared in any American book for +children.—<i>Hartford Courant.</i></p> + +<p>The language in which it is told is so pure and agreeable, that parents +and good bachelor uncles will find it a pleasure to read it aloud to the +little ones.—<i>Boston Courier</i>.</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<h3>Published by HARPER & BROTHERS, N. Y.</h3> + +<h4>☞ <i>Sent by mail, postage prepaid, to any part of the +United States, on receipt of the price.</i></h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>WHAT MR. DARWIN SAW</h2> + +<h3>In His Voyage Round the World</h3> + +<h3>in the Ship "Beagle."</h3> + +<h4>ADAPTED FOR YOUTHFUL READERS.</h4> + +<h4>Illustrated. 8vo, Cloth, $3.00.</h4> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<p>A capital book on natural history for young readers.—<i>Hartford +Courant.</i></p> + +<p>A superb volume filled with maps and pictures of beasts, birds, and +fishes, as well as the faces of all sorts of men, and with all this a +most delightful story of real travel round the world by a very famous +naturalist.—<i>Christian Intelligencer</i>, N. Y.</p> + +<p>To the intelligent boy or girl the book will be a perfect bonanza. +* * * Every statement it contains may be accepted as accurately +true. * * * This book shows once more that truth is stranger than +fiction.—<i>Philadelphia North American.</i></p> + +<p>It can scarcely be opened anywhere without conveying interest and +instruction.—<i>S. S. Times</i>, Phila.</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<h3>Published by HARPER & BROTHERS, New York.</h3> + +<h4>☞ <i>Sent by mail, postage prepaid, to any part of the +United States, on receipt of the price.</i></h4> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_87" id="Page_87">[Pg 87]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;"> +<img src="images/ill_011.jpg" width="300" height="91" alt="The Christian Union" title="" /> +</div> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;"><span class="smcap">Henry Ward Beecher</span>, } <i>Editors</i>.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;"><span class="smcap">Lyman Abbott</span>, }</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<p>"<i>The Christian Union is as careful to gratify the seasonable wants of +its readers as the best of the monthly periodicals</i>."—Syracuse Journal.</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<h3>1879-80.</h3> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<h3>HINTS FOR HOME READING,</h3> + +<h3>BY</h3> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 30em;"><span class="smcap">Edw. Everett Hale</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 30em;"><span class="smcap">M. F. Sweetser</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 30em;"><span class="smcap">Edward Eggleston</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 30em;"><span class="smcap">Fred. B. Perkins</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 30em;"><span class="smcap">Joseph Cook</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<h3>COOKERY FOR THE MILLION.</h3> + +<p class="center">By <span class="smcap">Juliet Corson</span>, of the N. Y. Cooking School.</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<h3>IN THE SICK ROOM.</h3> + +<p class="center">By Miss <span class="smcap">E. R. Scovil</span>, of Mass. General Hospital.</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<h3>HOME TALKS.</h3> + +<p class="center">By Mrs. <span class="smcap">Henry Ward Beecher</span>.</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<p class="center"><i>A Powerful Serial Story</i>:</p> + +<h4>"Unto the Third and Fourth Generation."</h4> + +<p class="center">By <span class="smcap">Helen Campbell</span>.</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<h3>TEN MINUTE SERMONS TO CHILDREN.</h3> + +<p class="center">BY</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 30em;"><span class="smcap">J. G. Merrill</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 30em;"><span class="smcap">Frank Beard</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 30em;"><span class="smcap">B. T. Vincent</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 30em;"><span class="smcap">W. W. Newton</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 30em;"><span class="smcap">W. F. Crafts</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 30em;"><span class="smcap">Jas. M. Ludlow</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 30em;">and others.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<h3>JUVENILE STORIES</h3> + +<p class="center">From the best writers, including</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 30em;"><span class="smcap">Frank R. Stockton</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 30em;"><span class="smcap">E. Huntington Miller</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 30em;"><span class="smcap">Eleanor Kirk</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 30em;"><span class="smcap">Hope Ledyard</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 30em;"><span class="smcap">Hamilton W. Mabie</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 30em;"><span class="smcap">Susan Coolidge</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 30em;">Mrs. <span class="smcap">E. C. Gibson</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 30em;"><span class="smcap">Louise Stockton</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 30em;"><span class="smcap">Sarah J. Prichard</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 30em;"><span class="smcap">Eliot McCormick</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 30em;"><span class="smcap">Lucretia P. Hale</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<h4>A NEW STORY BY THE AUTHOR OF</h4> + +<h4>"A Fool's Errand,"</h4> + +<h3>'ZOURI'S CHRISTMAS,</h3> + +<p class="center">Will begin Dec. 24th.</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<h3>PLYMOUTH PULPIT.</h3> + +<p class="center">A Sermon or Lecture-Room Talk each week, by the Rev. <span class="smcap">Henry Ward Beecher</span>.</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<h3>SUNDAY-SCHOOL PAPERS.</h3> + +<p class="center">By the Rev. <span class="smcap">Lyman Abbott</span> and Mrs. <span class="smcap">W. F. Crafts</span>.</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Terms</span>: <i>per annum</i>, $3. <i>To Clergymen</i>, $2.50.</p> + +<p class="center"><i>Four Months</i>, $1.00.</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Address</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 30em;">THE CHRISTIAN UNION,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 35em;">27 Paris Place, New York.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 379px;"> +<img src="images/ill_012.jpg" width="379" height="500" alt="ESTEY ORGAN" title="" /> +</div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>HOLIDAY GOODS AT KALDENBERG'S.</h2> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 150px;"> +<img src="images/ill_013.jpg" width="150" height="100" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 31em;">Meerschaum</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 31em;">PIPES,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 31em;">Amber Goods,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 31em;">CIGAR</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 31em;">HOLDERS,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 31em;">Chains, &c.</span><br /> +</p> + +<h3>—ALSO, MAKER OF—</h3> + +<h3>IVORY GOODS.</h3> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 55px;"> +<img src="images/ill_014.jpg" width="55" height="150" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 44px;"> +<img src="images/ill_015.jpg" width="44" height="150" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p class="center">Toilet-Sets, Combs, Paper-folders, Puff-boxes, Hair Brushes, Chessmen, +&c. Tortoise-shell Combs and Goods of all kinds.</p> + +<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Pearl Shells</span>, painted and plain, in immense variety.</p> + +<p class="center">Repairing in all its branches.</p> + +<p class="center">125 FULTON ST., near Nassau.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Branches { Astor House, Broadway.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26.5em;">{ John St., cor. Nassau</span><br /> +</p> + +<h3>F. J. KALDENBERG.</h3> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>TOILET LUXURY.</h2> + +<p>Brown's Camphorated Saponaceous Dentifrice is the most agreeable article +for cleansing the teeth ever introduced to public notice. It has won its +way upon its merits. Its mission is to beautify the face by healing the +gums and whitening the teeth without resultant injury; it never fails to +accomplish this. Ladies who try it once buy it right along, and +recommend it to others.</p> + +<h3>Twenty-five cents a bottle.</h3> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" width="100%" summary=""> +<tr><td align='left'></td><td align='left'><b>BOYS,</b></td><td align='center'><b>Take Notice.</b></td><td align='right'><b>GIRLS,</b></td></tr> +</table></div> + +<p>It is now a universal saying that the undersigned are the <i>largest +dealers</i> in Scroll-Saws, Magic Lanterns, Magical Tricks, Skates, Toy +Engines, and ALL NEW NOVELTIES AS SOON AS MANUFACTURED. Send for +Catalogue of 192 pages, 700 Illustrations. Price 10 cents.</p> + +<h4>PECK & SNYDER,</h4> + +<h4>124 & 126 Nassau St., N. Y.</h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>FRAGRANT</h2> + +<h2>SOZODONT</h2> + +<p>Is a composition of the purest and choicest ingredients of the vegetable +kingdom. It cleanses, beautifies, and preserves the <b>TEETH</b>, hardens and +invigorates the gums, and cools and refreshes the mouth. Every +ingredient of this <b>Balsamic</b> dentifrice has a beneficial effect on the +<b>Teeth and Gums</b>. <b>Impure Breath</b>, caused by neglected teeth, catarrh, +tobacco, or spirits, is not only neutralized, but rendered fragrant, by +the daily use of <b>SOZODONT</b>. It is as harmless as water, and has been +indorsed by the most scientific men of the day. Sold by druggists.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>GAS,</h2> + +<h3>The Modern Fuel,</h3> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 103px;"> +<img src="images/ill_016.jpg" width="103" height="200" alt="Gas Stove" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>When burned in one of Morton's admirable HEATERS, realizes the +predictions of scientists, that "THE USE OF GAS FOR HEATING MUST SOON +FAR OVERBALANCE ITS IMPORTANCE AS AN ILLUMINATOR."</p> + +<p>These Heaters are BEAUTIFUL, EFFECTIVE, and ECONOMICAL.</p> + +<p>Interesting Illustrated Circular sent to any person favoring us with his +address.</p> + +<p>Ask your Gas Light Co. about these Heaters.</p> + +<h3>MORTON GAS STOVE CO.,</h3> + +<h4>22 Frankfort Street,</h4> + +<h4>NEW YORK.</h4> + +<hr style="width: 25%;" /> +<p class="center">☞ This cut shows the style of Stove in use by the +METROPOLITAN ELEVATED RAILWAY for heating the waiting-rooms of the +stations.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_88" id="Page_88">[Pg 88]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"><a name="WIGGLES" id="WIGGLES"></a> +<img src="images/ill_017.jpg" width="500" height="479" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<h2>WIGGLES.</h2> + +<p>These are filled-in wiggles that several of our young correspondents +have drawn from the outlines given in Nos. 3 and 4 of <i>Young People</i>. +They are the contributions of H. W. K., Jessie Beal, J. A. Wells, H. W. P., +J. M. W., Lil, A. D. Crane, S. R. W., Fred Houston, and H. E. M. +Wiggles similar in design were also received from Cyrus O., Virgie +Cumings, W. G. Page, J. H. Grensel, Sadie Vairin, and others. Next week +we shall show you what we make from wiggle No. 4, and at the same time +give a new one.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"><a name="OUR_POST_OFFICE_BOX" id="OUR_POST_OFFICE_BOX"></a> +<img src="images/ill_018.jpg" width="600" height="162" alt="OUR POST-OFFICE BOX" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>We wish all our young readers and correspondents a very happy New-Year, +success in their studies, and pleasant hours with teachers and +school-mates. We hope our friendly intercourse will continue, with +increasing interest to them and to us. At the beginning of a new year it +is well to remember that the surest way to gain happiness for ourselves +is by trying to make others happy.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Shawangunk, New York</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>I thought I would write and tell you that I love <i>Harper's Young People</i> +very much. I am eight years old. I have a little brother who is 'most +two years old, and I have a cat four years old. I have an aquarium with +six fish in it, and a turtle. The turtle's name is Snap.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Florence E. B.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Schuylersville, New York</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>I want to write a note to tell you how I came to take <i>Young People</i>. +One evening papa brought me the first two numbers, and I enjoyed the +"Swiss Boy" and the other stories so much that I thought I would like to +take it. So my papa, my mamma, my two brothers, and I myself gave +something toward it, and I shall expect it with pleasure every week.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Keble D.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Galena, Illinois</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>I like <i>Harper's Young People</i> very much. The illustrations are +beautiful, and the Post-office Box and all the other reading very +interesting. I read all the letters in the Post-office, and contribute +this, my first newspaper correspondence, to that department. The picture +"The Day Before Thanksgiving," on the first page of No. 4, is very +comical, and reminds me of things I have seen myself. I am twelve years +old.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Morna P.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">South Evanston, Illinois</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>I am so glad you have published this little paper. I think it is the +best thing I have ever seen. Papa reads it too, and thinks it is real +nice for little folks. I like the story of the "Brave Swiss Boy" very +much.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Effie T.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Worcester, Massachusetts</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Dear "Young People</span>,"—I like you very much, especially the story of the +"Brave Swiss Boy." The way I came to take you was this: father saw an +advertisement in a paper, so he let me go up to a newsroom and get you.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Robie D. C.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p><span class="smcap">Henry F. B.</span>—Electric ornaments are not easily obtained in this country, +as but very few have been imported for sale.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p><span class="smcap">Montague L.</span>—It would occupy too much space to describe the game you +require.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p><span class="smcap">A. H. A.</span>—There is no such class of people as you refer to. Exceptional +cases may exist.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p><span class="smcap">Kate S.</span> (nine years).—Your puzzles are very neat for such a little girl +to compose.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p><span class="smcap">Martha W. D.</span>—Your puzzle is good, but we are afraid our young readers +would never make it out, as it requires an extraordinary amount of +geographical knowledge.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p><span class="smcap">"Enquirer," Madison</span>.—A phonograph must be obtained of Thomas A. Edison, +Menlo Park, New Jersey, from whom you can also obtain a price-list. You +will find interesting information in a book entitled <i>The Telephone, the +Microphone, and the Phonograph</i>, by Count Du Moncel, recently published +by Messrs. Harper and Brothers.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p>Pleasant and welcome letters are acknowledged from Abraham L. M., Alie +M. B., and Julien S. U.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p><span class="smcap">F. B. H.</span>—Thanks for your pretty operation in figures.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p>The following explanation of the name irreverently applied to the Bank +of England is from Harry H. Bell, Louisville, Kentucky:</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>The Bank of England was founded in 1694. There is no bank equal to +it in the management of national finances. It is located in +Threadneedle Street. Cobbett called it "The Old Lady in +Threadneedle Street," because, said he, the governors of the bank +were, like old Mrs. Partington, an invented character of Sydney +Smith's, trying with their broom to keep back the Atlantic waves of +progress in national affairs.</p></div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/ill_019.jpg" width="600" height="445" alt="NEW-YEAR'S CALLS." title="" /> +<span class="caption">NEW-YEAR'S CALLS.</span> +</div> + +<p class="center">"Ladies, allow me to introduce my friend Bowyer Bender, Esq. You see he +is in <i>full</i> dress"</p> + + + + + + + + +<pre> + + + + + +End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Harper's Young People, December 30, +1879, by Various + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, DEC 30, 1879 *** + +***** This file should be named 28275-h.htm or 28275-h.zip ***** +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: + https://www.gutenberg.org/2/8/2/7/28275/ + +Produced by Annie McGuire + +Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions +will be renamed. + +Creating the works from public domain print editions means that no +one owns a United States copyright in these works, so the Foundation +(and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United States without +permission and without paying copyright royalties. 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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: Harper's Young People, December 30, 1879 + An Illustrated Weekly + +Author: Various + +Release Date: March 8, 2009 [EBook #28275] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ASCII + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, DEC 30, 1879 *** + + + + +Produced by Annie McGuire + + + + + + + + +[Illustration: HARPER'S + +YOUNG PEOPLE + +AN ILLUSTRATED WEEKLY.] + + + * * * * * + +VOL. I.--NO. 9. PUBLISHED BY HARPER & BROTHERS, NEW YORK. PRICE FOUR +CENTS. + +Tuesday, December 30, 1879. Copyright, 1879, by HARPER & BROTHERS. $1.50 +per Year, in Advance. + + * * * * * + + + + +A COASTING SONG. + +[Illustration: COASTING NEW-YEAR'S EVE. + +Drawn by C. GRAHAM.] + + + From the quaint old farm-house, nestling warmly + 'Neath its overhanging thatch of snow, + Out into the moonlight troop the children, + Filling all the air with music as they go, + Gliding, sliding, + Down the hill, + Never minding + Cold nor chill, + O'er the silvered + Moon-lit snow, + Swift as arrow + From the bow, + With a rush + Of mad delight + Through the crisp air + Of the night, + Speeding far out + O'er the plain, + Trudging gayly + Up again + To where the firelight's + Ruddy glow + Turns to gold + The silver snow. + Finer sport who can conceive + Than that of coasting New-Year's Eve? + Half the fun lies in the fire + That seems to brighter blaze and higher + Than any other of the year, + As though his dying hour to cheer, + And at the same time greeting give + To him who has a year to live. + 'Tis built of logs of oak and pine, + Filled in with branches broken fine; + It roars and crackles merrily; + The children round it dance with glee; + They sing and shout and welcome in + The new year with a joyous din + That rings far out o'er hill and dale, + And warns the watchers in the vale + 'Tis time the church bells to employ + To spread the universal joy. + + Then the hill is left in silence + As the coasters homeward go, + And the crimson of the fire-light + Fades from off the trodden snow. + + So the years glide by as swiftly + As the sleds rush down the hill, + And each new one as it cometh + Bringeth more of good than ill. + + + + +THE FAIRY'S TOKEN. + + + Ethelreda, the Fairy of Northland, + Was singing a song to herself, + As she swung from a wreath of soft snow-flakes, + And smiled to another bright elf. + + What token shall we send to our darling, + Our name-child, fair Ethel, below + In the house which is down in the valley + All covered and calm in the snow? + + Shall we gather our glorious jewels, + And wind them about her lithe form? + They would glitter and glance in the sunshine, + And merrily gleam in the storm. + + Shall we clothe her in whitest of ermine, + And robe her as grand as a queen; + Weave her laces of ice and of frost-work, + A mantle of glistening sheen? + + She would shudder and cry at the clasping, + She would moan aloud in her woe, + And think the gay robes had been fashioned + By cruelest, bitterest foe. + + I will none of these gifts for my darling, + Neither jewels nor laces rare, + Neither diamonds nor pearls of cold anguish-- + My gift shall be tender and fair. + + Early Ethel awoke Christmas morning, + And found on her pillow that day + A bunch of bright little snow-drops, + From kind Ethelreda, the Fay! + + + + +[Begun in No. 1 of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, November 4.] + +THE BRAVE SWISS BOY. + + +_VIII.--THE REWARD OF FIDELITY._ + +Walter met with a friendly reception from General De Bougy--a brave old +warrior who had served under Napoleon, and fought at Waterloo, where he +had been severely wounded, and had lost his right foot by a cannon-ball. +His hair was gray, and his countenance weather-beaten; but in spite of +his age and infirmities he enjoyed tolerably good health, and was always +in good humor. Having from long experience become a keen observer of +those around him, it was not long before he recognized the merits of his +new servant, to whom he soon became as much attached as his nephew had +been. + +Walter had been about three months in the general's service, and it +seemed to all appearance as if he was likely to become a permanency +there, when a letter arrived from Paris, the reading of which suddenly +changed the customary gayety of the old man into the deepest gloom. + +"This is a sad affair," said he to Walter, who happened to be in the +room at the time. "My poor nephew!" + +"Mr. Lafond? What is the matter with him?" inquired Walter, earnestly. + +"He is ill, dangerously ill, poor fellow, so the doctor informs me," +replied the general. "You can read the letter yourself. He seems to +complain of being surrounded by strangers, with no one in the house that +he can rely on. If I were not such an old cripple, I would go and help +him to the best of my ability; for although he has led a thoughtless, +reckless life, a more thorough-hearted gentleman does not live. Poor +Adolphe!" + +"I must go to him, sir," said Walter, suddenly, after hastily reading +the letter, the perusal of which had driven all the color from his +cheeks. + +"You! Why, it is not long since you left him; and what do you want to go +back for?" inquired the general, in surprise. + +"Can you not guess, sir? I must go and nurse him. He must at least have +one person near him to pay him some attention." + +"If you care for him so," exclaimed the general, "why did you leave his +service?" + +This led Walter to explain to the old gentleman the reasons which had +compelled him to give up his situation, and again to beg permission to +act the part of nurse to his former master. A tear sparkled in the old +man's eye as the youth declared the attachment he had always cherished +for Mr. Lafond. "Go to him, then," said he. "I can not trust him to a +more faithful attendant; and as soon as I can I will follow you, and +take my place with you by his bedside. Poor Adolphe! Had he only +possessed firmness of character, and avoided bad company, he might have +been well and strong to-day. But his unhappy weakness has brought him to +the grave before his time, in spite of all my warnings, and entreaties. +As he has sowed, so must he reap. Ah, Walter, his fate is a terrible +proof of the consequences of evil habits. But all regrets are useless +now. Let us lose no time in giving what little help we can." + +Making all the necessary preparations for the journey without a moment's +delay, Walter soon reached Paris. When he entered the chamber of Mr. +Lafond he was shocked at the change which a few short months had made in +his appearance. It was evident that the doctor had rather disguised than +exaggerated the danger he was in. The sunken eyes and withered face +showed only too plainly that the space of time allotted to him on earth +was but short. Walter sank on his knees by the bedside and taking the +pale and wasted hand in his, breathed a prayer that God might see fit to +deal mercifully with a life yet so young; while the invalid smiled +faintly, and stroked the cheek of his faithful attendant. + +"Dear Walter, how good of you to come back!" murmured the invalid. "I +thought you would not leave me to die alone. I feared that your +prediction would prove true, and therefore I did not wish you to go +home. I wanted to have a true friend with me at the last moment which I +feel can not be far off now." + +The faithful Switzer saw that Mr. Lafond too well knew the critical +condition he was in to be deceived by any false hopes, and he therefore +did everything in his power to make the last days of the dying man as +free from pain and discomfort as possible. Who could tell what might be +the effect, even at so late a period, of careful nursing and devoted +attention? But all his thoughtful and loving care seemed in vain. + +"The end is coming," said the invalid one evening, as the glowing rays +of the evening sun streamed into his apartment. "I shall never more look +upon yonder glorious sun, or hear the gay singing of the birds. I have +something to say to you, Walter, before I go. Do you see that black +cabinet in the corner? I bequeath it to you, with everything it +contains, and hope with all my heart that it will help you on in the +world as you deserve. Here is the key of my desk, in which you will find +my will, which confirms you in the possession of the cabinet and all its +contents. And now give me your hand, dear boy. Let me look once more +upon your honest face. May Heaven bless you for all your kindness and +devotion! Farewell!" + +Walter bent over the face of the dying man, and looked at him with deep +emotion. He smiled and closed his eyes; but after lying in a quiet +slumber for about an hour, he awoke with a spasm; his head fell back, +and the hapless victim died in the arms of his faithful servant. + +The long hours of the night were passed by Walter in weeping and prayer +beside the corpse of the master to whose kindness he had owed so much; +but when morning dawned he roused himself from his grief, and gave the +directions that were necessary under the melancholy circumstances. It +was a great relief to him that General De Bougy arrived toward evening +to pay the last honors to his deceased nephew. Two days afterward the +funeral took place; and as the mortal remains were deposited in the +family grave, Walter's tears flowed afresh as he thought of the many +proofs of friendship he had received from his departed master. + +A day or two afterward he was awakened from his sorrow by news from +home. The letter was from Neighbor Frieshardt, who again thanked him for +the money he had received for the sale of the cattle, praised him for +the faithfulness and ability with which he had managed the business, and +then went on to speak of Walter's father. "The old man," he wrote, "is +in good health, but he feels lonely, and longs for you to come back. 'If +Watty only were here, I should feel quite young again,' he has said to +me a hundred times. He sends you his love; and Seppi, who is still with +me, and is now a faithful servant, does the same. So good-by, Walter. I +think you now know what you had better do." + +Without any delay Walter hastened to the general, showed him the letter, +and told him he had decided to leave Paris and return home. + +The general used all his powers of persuasion, promised to regard the +young mountaineer as his own son; but it was all of no use. Walter spoke +so earnestly of his father's solitary home, and the desire he felt to +see his native mountains once more, that the old gentleman had to +reconcile himself to parting with him. "Go home, then," said he. "When +the voice of Duty calls, it is sinful to resist. But before you go, we +must open my nephew's will. It will surprise me very much if there is +nothing in it of importance to you." Unlocking the desk, the will was +found sealed up as it had been left by Mr. Lafond. After opening it, the +general read the document carefully through, and laid it down on the +table with an expression of disappointment. "Poor fellow!" he exclaimed. +"Death must have surprised him too suddenly, Walter, or he would +certainly have left you a larger legacy. This is all he says about you: +'To Walter Hirzel, my faithful and devoted servant, I bequeath the black +cabinet in my bedroom, with all its contents, and thank him sincerely +for all his attention to me.' That is the whole of it. But never mind, +my young friend; the old general is still alive, and he will make good +all that his nephew has forgotten." + +Walter shook his head. "Thanks, a thousand times, dear sir, but indeed I +wish for nothing. My feet will carry me to my native valley; and once I +am there, I can easily earn my living. I dare say there will be some +little keepsake in the cabinet that I can take in memory of my poor +master, and I want nothing more." + +"Then search the cabinet at once. Where is the key?" + +"Here," said Walter, taking it from his pocket. "Mr. Lafond gave me the +cabinet shortly before his death, and handed me the key at the same +time." + +"And have you never thought of opening it to see what it contained?" + +"No," replied Walter. "It did not occur to me to do so. But I will go +and see now." With these words he left the room, and went up to the +apartment where the piece of furniture stood. In the various drawers +were found the watch, rings, and jewelry his master had been accustomed +to wear. As he viewed these tokens of regard, his eyes were bedewed with +melancholy gratitude. Carefully placing the jewelry in a little box, he +was about to close the cabinet again, when his eye fell upon a drawer +which he had omitted to open. Here, to his infinite surprise, he found a +packet with the inscription, in his late master's handwriting, "The +Reward of Fidelity," which, on opening, he found to contain bank-notes +for one hundred thousand francs. + +"Well, what have you found?" inquired the general, eagerly, when the +half-bewildered youth returned. + +"This watch and jewelry, and a packet of bank-notes," replied Walter, +laying them on the table. + +"One hundred thousand francs!" exclaimed the old gentleman. "That is +something worth having. Why, that will be a fortune to you; and I am now +sorry that I did my nephew the injustice to think he had forgotten you. +I wish you joy with all my heart!" + +"For what do you wish me joy, sir?" + +"For what? For the money," said the general, in surprise. + +"But that is not for me," said the Switzer, shaking his head. "This +watch and the jewelry I will keep as long as I live, in memory of my +good master; but the money must have been left there by mistake, and I +should feel like a thief if I were to take any of it." + +The old general opened his eyes as wide as he could, and stared in +astonishment at the simplicity of the youth. "I'm afraid you are out of +your mind," said he. "The will says, 'The black cabinet, with all its +contents.' The bank-notes were in it, and of course they are yours." + +"And yet it must be a mistake." + +"But I tell you it is no mistake," exclaimed the general, impatiently. +"Look at the inscription, 'The Reward of Fidelity!' To whom should that +apply but to you? Put the money in your pocket, Walter, and let us have +no more absurd doubts about it." + +But the young man persisted in his refusal, and pushed the packet away +from him. "It is too much," said he; "I can not think of robbing you of +such a large sum." + +"Well, then," said the general, greatly touched by such singular +unselfishness, "_I_ must settle the business. If you won't take the +money, I will take _you_. From this day, Walter, you are my son. Come to +my heart. Old as it is, it beats warmly for fidelity and honesty. Thanks +to God that He has given me such a son in my lonely old age!" + +Walter stood as if rooted to the spot. But the old man drew him to his +breast and embraced him warmly, till both found relief for their +feelings in tears. + +"But my father," stammered the young man at last. "My father is all +alone at home." + +[Illustration: "HE WRAPPED HIMSELF IN HIS DRESSING-GOWN, AND WALKED +HASTILY TO AND FRO."] + +"Oh, we will start off to him at once, bag and baggage," exclaimed the +general. "I know your fatherland well, and shall very soon feel myself +more at home there than I am in France, where there is not a creature +left to care for me. Yes, Walter, we will go to the glorious Bernese +Oberland, and buy ground, and build a house, within view of your noble +mountains, and live there with your father. He shall have cattle and +goats to cheer his heart in his old age, and we will lead a happy life +together as long as God spares us." + +Walter in his happiness could scarcely believe his ears, and thought the +whole a splendid dream. But he soon found the reality. The general sold +his property in France, and departed with his adopted son to +Switzerland, where he carried out the intention he had so suddenly +formed. Old Toni Hirzel renewed his youth when he had his son once more +beside him, and he and the general soon became fast friends. A year had +scarcely passed ere a beautiful house was built near Meyringen, and +furnished with every comfort; while an ample garden, surrounded by +meadows, in which cows and oxen fed, added to the beauty of the scene. +Walter's dream had become a reality; and everything around him was so +much better than he had ever dared to hope, that his heart overflowed +with gratitude to God, and to the benefactor who had done so much for +him. + +Nor was this prosperity undeserved. Walter had not spent his time in +idleness and sloth. He knew that the diligent hand maketh its owner +rich, and he managed the land with so much energy and skill that he soon +became renowned as one of the best farmers in the Oberland. The general +and Toni assisted him with their counsel and help as far as they were +able; and the old soldier soon experienced the beneficial influence of +an active out-door life and the change of air and scene. His pale cheeks +grew once more ruddy with health, and he soon grew so active that he +even forgot that his right foot lay buried on the field of Waterloo. + +Thus the little family lived in happiness, enjoying the good wishes of +all their neighbors, and the gratitude of all who were in want; for they +were always ready to relieve out of their abundance any who needed it. +Mr. Seymour increased their happiness by visiting his friend Walter +nearly every year, and rejoiced in the prosperity which God had bestowed +upon him as a reward for his honesty and uprightness. + +THE END. + + + + +AROUND THE WORLD IN A STEAM-YACHT. + +[Illustration: STEAM-YACHT "HENRIETTE."--DRAWN BY F. S. COZZENS.] + + +The beautiful steam-yacht _Henriette_, of which a picture is given on +this page, has just left New York, bound on a pleasure voyage around the +world. Her passengers are her owner, M. Henri Say, and his wife and +child, and they will doubtless have a most pleasant voyage, and see many +strange sights and countries before it is ended. + +The general outline of the route to be pursued is from New York down the +coast, touching at Baltimore and Washington, and possibly at some of the +Southern ports, then to the West Indies, where several weeks will be +spent in cruising among the beautiful islands. Some of the principal +South American cities will be visited before stormy Cape Horn is +doubled, and the _Henriette_ enters the quieter waters of the Pacific. +Then the plan of the voyage includes the Sandwich Islands, San +Francisco, Japan, China, Australia, the East Indian islands, India, +Arabia, the Red Sea, Egypt, the Suez Canal, Turkey, the many interesting +countries bordering on the Mediterranean, and at last France, where M. +Say's home is, and where the long voyage will end in the harbor of +Nantes. + +The _Henriette_ was built at Newburgh, on the Hudson, last summer, at a +cost of $50,000, and was originally named the _Shaughraun_; but she was +sold, and her name changed, before she went on her first cruise. She is +rigged as a top-sail schooner, and under steam can make seventeen knots +an hour, which is very fast travelling. She is 205 feet long over all, +and is the largest steam-yacht but one ever built in this country. She +is to be accompanied in her trip around the world by a smaller +steam-yacht, or tender, named the _Follet_, in which will be carried +quantities of choice provisions and extra supplies of all kinds. The +crew of the _Henriette_ numbers thirty men, all of whom are French, +excepting her engineers, who are Americans, and the discipline +maintained on board is that of a French man-of-war. + + + + +THE NEW YEAR'S ERRAND. + + +"What are those children doing?" asked the clergyman of his wife a few +days after Christmas. + +[Illustration: WHAT BECAME OF THE CHRISTMAS TREE.--DRAWN BY C. S. +REINHART.] + +"I really can not tell you, James," was the reply, as his wife peered +anxiously over his shoulder, and out of the window. "All that I know +about it is this: I was busy in the pantry, when Rob put his head in, +and asked if he could have the Christmas tree, as nearly everything had +been taken off of it; so I said 'Yes,' and there he goes with it, sure +enough. I do hope the wax from the candles has not spotted the parlor +carpet." + +"Don't be anxious, wife; 'Christmas comes but once a year, and when it +comes should bring good cheer.'" + +"Yes," said the careful housewife, "I suppose I do worry. But there! it +is snowing again, and Bertha perched up on that tree on Rob's sled, and +she so subject to croup!" + +"The more she is out in the pure air, the less likely she is to take +cold; but where are they going?" + +"I really do not know, James. Did you ever see a dog more devoted to any +one than Jip is to Rob? There he goes, dancing beside him now; and I see +Rob has tied on the scarf Bertha knit for him; that is done to please +her. She did work so hard to get it finished in time before he came home +for the holidays." + +"She is very like her own dear little mother in kindness and care for +others," was the reply. + +The mother gave a bright smile and a kiss for the compliment, but a +little wail from the nursery hurried her out of the room. + +Christmas at the parsonage had been delightful, for, first of all, Rob's +return from boarding-school was a pleasurable event; he always came home +in such good spirits, was so full of his jokes and nonsense, and had so +many funny things to tell about the boys. Then there was the dressing of +the church with evergreens, and the decoration of the parlor with +wreaths of holly or running pine, and the spicy smell of all the +delicacies which were in course of preparation, for Sally was a famous +cook, and would brook no interference when mince-pies and plum-pudding +were to be concocted. + +But the children thought the arrival of a certain box, which was always +dispatched from town, the very best of all the Christmas delights. This +box came from their rich aunts and uncles, who seemed to think that the +little parsonage must be a dreary place in winter, and so, to make up to +its inmates for losing all the brightness of a city winter, they sent +everything they could think of in the way of beautiful pictures, +gorgeous books, games, sugar-plums, and enough little glittering things +for two or three trees. Of course the clergyman always laid aside some +of these things for other occasions, lest the children should be +surfeited. + +And so Christmas had passed happily, as usual. The school-children had +sung their carols and enjoyed their feast, the poor had been carefully +looked after and made comfortable, and there had come the usual lull +after a season of excitement. It was now the day before the first of the +new year, and the parson was writing a sermon. He was telling people +what a good time it was to try and turn over a new leaf; to be nobler, +truer, braver, than they had ever been before; to let the old year carry +away with it all selfishness, all anger, envy, and unloving thoughts; +and as he wrote, he looked out of the window at the falling snow, and +wondered where Bob and Bertha could have gone. + +Dinner-time came. Aunt Ellen, mamma, and the parson sat down alone. +"Where _are_ those children?" repeated mamma. + +"I do not think you need be worried, Kate," said Aunt Ellen. "Rob is so +thoughtful, he will take good care of Bertha. They have perhaps stopped +in at a neighbor's, and been coaxed to stay." + +"Very likely," said the parson. And then the baby came in, crowing and +chuckling, and claiming his privileges, such as sitting in a high chair +and feeding the cat, and mamma had enough to do to keep the merry fellow +in order, or his fat little hands would have grasped all the silver, and +pulled over the glasses. + +After dinner, while the parson let the baby twist his whiskers or creep +about his knees, mamma played some lovely German music, and Aunt Ellen +crocheted. The short afternoon grew dusky. Baby went off to the nursery; +the parson had lighted his cigar, and was going out for a walk, but +mamma looked so anxious that he said, + +"I will go look for the children, Kate." + +"Really, I think you will have to give Rob a little scolding, my dear. +He should have told us where he was going." + +"Yes, I suppose so," said the parson; when just then there was a gleeful +cry--a merry chorus made up of Rob's, Bertha's, and Jip's voices, and +there they were, Bertha on the sled, and Rob was her horse. + +"Where have you been, my son?" said the parson, trying to be severe. +"You should not have gone off in this manner for the whole day without +asking permission." + +Rob's bright smile faded a little; but Bertha said, quickly, "Please, +papa, don't scold Rob. If you only knew--" + +"Hush, Bertha!" said Rob; and red as his cheeks were, they grew redder. + +"I am sorry you are offended, sir. I did not mean to be so long. We were +detained." + +"What detained you?" + +"And where did you get your dinner?" asked mamma. + +"Oh, we had plenty to eat." + +"But you don't intend us to know where you got it?" + +"No, sir," said Rob, frankly. + +"Now, papa, you _shall_ not scold Rob," said Bertha, putting her hand in +his. "Come into your study. Go away, Rob; go give Jip his supper. Come, +mamma;" and Bertha dragged them both in to the fire, where, with +sparkling eyes and cheeks like carnation, she began to talk: "Mamma, you +remember that scrimmage Rob got into with the village boys last Fourth +of July, and how hatefully they knocked him down, and how bruised his +eye was for a long time?" + +"Yes, I remember, and I always blamed Rob. He should never have had +anything to do with those rowdies." + +"I didn't blame him; I never blame Rob for anything, except when he +won't do what I want him to do. Well, the worst one of all those horrid +boys is Sim Jenkins--at least he was; I don't think he's quite so bad +now. But he has been punished for all his badness, for he hurt his leg +awfully, and has been laid up for months--so his mother says; and she is +quite nice. She gave us our dinner to-day. Somehow or other, Rob heard +that Sim was in bed, and had not had any Christmas things, and that his +mother was poor; and she says all her money has gone for doctor's bills +and medicine. And so it just came into his head that perhaps it would do +Sim good to have a Christmas-tree on New-Year's Day; and he asked Mrs. +Jenkins, and she was afraid it would make a muss, but Rob said he would +be careful. And so he carried our tree over, and fixed it in a box, and +covered the box with moss, and we have been as busy as bees trying to +make it look pretty. And that is what has kept us so long, for Rob had +to run down to the store and get things--nails and ribbons, and I don't +know what all. And Sim is not to know anything about the tree until +to-morrow. And please give us some of the pretty things which were in +our box, for we could not get quite enough to fill all the branches. Rob +spent so much of his pocket-money on a knife for Sim that he had none +left for candy; for he said the tree would not give Sim so much pleasure +unless there was something on it which he could always keep." + +Here little Bertha stopped for want of breath, and looked into the faces +of her listeners. + +The parson put his arm around her as he said, "I hardly think we can +scold Rob now, after special pleading so eloquent as this; what do you +say, mamma?" + +"I say that Rob is just like his father in doing this kindly deed, and I +am glad to be the mother of a boy who can return good for evil." + +The parson made a bow. "Now we are even, madam, in the matter of +gracious speeches." + +So Sim Jenkins woke up on New-Year's Day to see from his weary bed a +vision of brightness--a little tree laden with its fruit of kindness, +its flowers of a forgiving spirit; and as the parson preached his +New-Year's sermon, and saw Rob's dark eyes looking up at him, he thought +of the verse, + + "In their young hearts, soft and tender, + Guide my hand good seed to sow, + That its blossoming may praise Thee + Wheresoe'er they go." + + + + +LAFAYETTE'S FIRST WOUND. + + +The Marquis of Lafayette came to this country to give his aid in the +struggle for liberty in 1777, and his first battle was that of the +Brandywine. Washington was trying to stop the march of the British +toward Philadelphia. There was some mistake in regard to the roads, and +the American troops were badly beaten. Lafayette plunged into the heart +of the fight, and just as the Americans gave way, he received a +musket-ball in the thigh. This was the 11th of September. Writing to his +wife the next day, he said: + +"Our Americans held their ground firmly for quite a time, but were +finally put to rout. In trying to rally them, Messieurs the English paid +me the compliment of a gunshot, which wounded me slightly in the leg; +but that's nothing, my dear heart; the bullet touched neither bone nor +nerve, and it will cost nothing more than lying on my back some time, +which puts me in bad humor." + +But the wound of which the marquis wrote so lightly, in order to +re-assure his beloved wife, kept him confined for more than six weeks. +He was carried on a boat up to Bristol, and when the fugitive Congress +left there, he was taken to the Moravian settlement at Bethlehem, where +he was kindly cared for. On the 1st of October he wrote again to his +wife: + +"As General Howe, when he gives his royal master a high-flown account of +his American exploits, must report me wounded, he may report me killed; +it would cost nothing; but I hope you won't put any faith in such +reports. As to the wound, the surgeons are astonished at the promptness +of its healing. They fall into ecstasies whenever they dress it, and +protest that it's the most beautiful thing in the world. As for me, I +find it a very disgusting thing, wearisome and quite painful. That +depends on tastes. But, after all, if a man wanted to wound himself for +fun, he ought to come and see how much I enjoy it." + +He was very grateful for the attention he received. "All the doctors in +America," he writes, "are in motion for me. I have a friend who has +spoken in such a way that I am well nursed--General Washington. This +worthy man, whose talents and virtues I admire, whom I venerate more the +more I know him, has kindly become my intimate friend.... I am +established in his family; we live like two brothers closely united, in +reciprocal intimacy and confidence. When he sent me his chief surgeon, +he told him to care for me as if I were his son, for he loved me as +such." This friendship between the great commander, in the prime of +life, and the French boy of twenty, is one of the most touching +incidents of our history. + + * * * * * + + +=The Rock of Gibraltar.=--This great natural fortification, which among +military men is regarded as the key to the Mediterranean Sea, abounds in +caverns, many of which are natural, while others have been made by the +explosion of gunpowder in the centre of the mountain, forming great +vaults of such height and extent that in case of a siege they would +contain the whole garrison. The caverns (the most considerable is the +hall of St. George) communicate with the batteries established all along +the mountain by a winding road, passable throughout on horseback. + +The extreme singularity of the place has given rise to many +superstitious stories, not only amongst the ancients, but even those of +our own times. As it has been penetrated by the hardy and enterprising +to a great distance (on one occasion by an American, who descended by +ropes to a depth of 500 feet), a wild story is current that the cave +communicates by a submarine passage with Africa. The sailors who had +visited the rock, and seen the monkeys, which are seen in no other part +of Europe, and are only there occasionally and at intervals, say that +they pass at pleasure by means of the cave to their native land. The +truth seems to be that they usually live in the inaccessible precipices +of the eastern side of the rock, where there is a scanty store of monkey +grass for their subsistence; but when an east wind sets in it drives +them from their caves, and they take refuge among the western rocks, +where they may be seen hopping from bush to bush, boxing each other's +ears, and cutting the most extraordinary antics. If disturbed, they +scamper off with great rapidity, the young ones jumping on the backs and +putting their arms round the necks of the old, and as they are very +harmless, strict orders have been received from the garrison for their +especial protection. + +Gibraltar derives its chief importance from its bay, which is about ten +miles in length and eight in breadth, and being protected from the more +dangerous winds, is a valuable naval station. + + + + +SANTA CLAUS VISITS THE VAN JOHNSONS. + + + Swing low, sweet chariot-- + Goin' fur to car' me home; + Swing low, sweet chariot-- + Goin' fur to car' me home. + Debbil tought he would spite me-- + Goin' fur to car' me home, + By cuttin' down my apple-tree-- + Goin' fur to car' me home; + But he didn't spite ah-me at all-- + Goin' fur to car' me home; + Fur I had apples all de fall-- + Goin'-- + +"Oh, jess shut up wiff yo' ole apples, Chrissfer C'lumbus Van Johnson, +an' lissen at dat ar wat Miss Bowles done bin a-tellin' me," said Queen +Victoria, suddenly making her appearance at the gate which opened out of +Mrs. Bowles's back garden into the small yard where her brother sat with +Primrose Ann in his arms. + +The Van Johnsons were a colored family who lived in a Southern city in a +small three-roomed wooden house on the lot in the rear of Mrs. Bowles's +garden, and Mrs. Bowles was their landlady and very good friend. Indeed, +I don't know what they would have done without her, for when she came +from the North, and rented the big house, they were in the depths of +poverty. The kind lady found them work, gave them bright smiles, words +of encouragement, fruit, vegetables, and spelling lessons, and so won +their simple, grateful hearts that they looked upon her as a miracle of +patience, goodness, and wisdom. And as for Baby Bowles--the +rosy-cheeked, sweet-voiced, sunshiny little thing--the whole family, +from Primrose Ann up to Mr. Van Johnson, adored her, and Queen Victoria +was "happy as a queen" when allowed to take care of and amuse her. + +"Wat's dat ar yo's speakin'?" asked Christopher Columbus (so named, his +father said, "'cause he war da fustest chile, de discoberer ob de +family, as it war") as Queen Victoria hopped into the yard on one leg, +and he stopped rocking--if you can call throwing yourself back on the +hind-legs of a common wooden chair, and then coming down on the +fore-legs with a bounce and a bang, rocking--the youngest Van Johnson +with such a jerk that her eyes and mouth flew open, and out of the +latter came a tremendous yell. "Dar now," said Christopher Columbus, +"yo's done gone an' woked dis yere Primrose Ann, an' I's bin hours an' +hours an' hours an' hours gittin her asleep. Girls am de wustest bodders +I ebber see. I allus dishated girls." + +"Ain't yo' 'shamed yo'seff, Chrissfer C'lumbus," said Queen Victoria, +indignantly, "wen bofe yo' sisters am girls? But spect yo' don't want to +lissen at wat Miss Bowles done bin a-tellin' me. Hi! Washington +Webster's a-comin', an' I'll jess tell him dat ar secrek all by +hisseff." + +"No yo' won't; yo' goin' to tell me too," said her big brother. "An' yo' +better stop a-rollin' yo' eyes--yo' got de sassiest eyes I ebber see +since de day dat I war bohn--an' go on wiff yo' story." + +"Story?" repeated Washington Webster, sauntering up to them, leading a +big cat--dragging, perhaps, would be the better word, as poor puss was +trying hard to get away--by a string. + +"'Bout Mahser Zanty Claws," said Queen, opening her eyes so wide that +they seemed to spread over half her face. "Miss Bowles says to-morrer's +Chrissmus, an' to-day's day befo' Chrissmus, an' to-night Mahser Zanty +Claws go 'bout"--lowering her voice almost to a whisper--"an' put tings +in chillun's stockin's dat 'haved deirselbs." + +"Am Mahser Zanty Claws any lashun to dat ar ole man wiff de allspice +hoof?" asked Washington Webster, with a scared look. + +"Allspice hoof! Lissen at dat ar foolish young crow. _Clove_ hoof, yo' +means," said Queen Victoria. "Dat's anodder gemman 'tirely. Mahser Zanty +Claws am _good_. He gits yo' dolls, an' candies, an' apples, an' nuts, +an' books, an' drums, an' wissels, an' new cloze." + +"Golly! wish he'd frow some trowsus an' jackits an' sich like fruit +'roun' here," said Christopher Columbus. + +"Trowsus wiff red 'spenders an' a pistil pockit," said Washington +Webster, "an' a gole watch, an' a sled all yaller, wiff green stars on +it, an'--" + +"Yo' bofe talk 's if yo'd bin awful good," interrupted Queen Victoria. +"Maybe Mahser Zanty Claws disagree wiff yo'." + +"Who dat ar done gone git her head cracked wiff de wooden spoon fur +gobblin' all de hom'ny befo' de breakfuss war ready?" said Washington +Webster, slyly. + +"I 'most wish dar war no Washington Websters in de hull worle--I +certainly do. Dey's too sassy to lib," said Queen Victoria. "An' _sich_ +busybodies--dey certainly is." + +"But how am we to know wedder we's Mahser Zanty Claws's kine o' good +chillun?" said Christopher Columbus. "We's might be good nuff fur +ourseffs, an' not good nuff fur him. If I knowed he come yere certain +sure, I git some green ornamuntses from ole Pete Campout--he done gone +got hunderds an' hunderds an' piles an' piles--to stick up on de walls, +an' make de house look more despectable like." + +"Let's go an' ax Miss Bowles," said Queen Victoria. "Baby Bowles am fass +asleep, an' she's in de kitchen makin' pies, an' she know +ebberyting--she certainly do." + +And off they all trooped, Primrose Ann, cat, and all. + +"Come in," called the pleasant voice of their landlady, when they rapped +on her door; and in they tumbled, asking the same question all together +in one breath: "Mahser Zanty Claws comin' to our house, Miss Bowles?" +Christopher Columbus adding, "'Pears dough we muss ornamentem some if he +do." + +Mrs. Bowles crimped the edge of her last pie, and then sat down, the +children standing in a row before her. + +"Have you all been very good?" she said. "Suppose you tell me what good +thing you have done since yesterday afternoon. Then I can guess about +Santa Claus." + +"Primrose Ann cried fur dat ar orange yo' gib me," said Queen Victoria, +after a moment's thought, "an' I eat it up quick 's I could, an' didn't +gib her none, 'cause I's 'fraid she git de stummick-ache." + +"I car'd home de washin' fur mommy fur two cakes an' some candy," said +Washington Webster. + +"And you?" asked Mrs. Bowles, turning to Christopher Columbus. + +"I ran 'way from 'Dolphus Snow, an' wouldn't fight him, 'cause I 'fraid +I hurt him," said Christopher, gravely. + +Mrs. Bowles laughed merrily. "Go home and ornament," she said. "I am +sure Santa Claus will pay you a visit." + +And he did; for on Christmas morning, when the young Van Johnsons rushed +pell-mell, helter-skelter, into the room prepared for his call, a new +jacket hung on one chair, a new pair of trousers on the other; a doll's +head peeped out of Queen Victoria's stocking; a new sled, gayly painted, +announced itself in big letters "The Go Ahead"; lots of toys were +waiting for Primrose Ann; and four papers of goodies reposed on the +lowest shelf of the cupboard. + +"'Pears dat ar Mahser Zanty Claws don't take zact measure fur boys' +cloze," said Christopher Columbus, as he tried to struggle into the +jacket. "Dis yere jackit's twicet too small." + +"An' dis yere trowsusloons am twicet too big," said Washington Webster, +as he drew them up to his armpits. + +[Illustration: "LOR BRESS YOU, HONEY-BUGS! YO' HAS GOT TINGS +MIXED."--DRAWN BY J. E. KELLY.] + +"Lor' bress you, honey-bugs!" called their mommy from the doorway, "yo' +_has_ got tings mixed. Dat ar jackit's fur de odder boy, an' dem trowsus +too." And they all burst out laughing as Christopher Columbus and +Washington Webster exchanged Christmas gifts, and laughed so loud that +Mrs. Bowles came, over to see what was the matter, bringing Baby Bowles, +who, seeing how jolly everybody was, began clapping her tiny hands, and +shouting, "Melly Kissme! melly Kissme!" + + + + +[Illustration: ONE HUNDRED YEARS AGO.--DRAWN BY KATE GREENAWAY.] + + + + +[Illustration] + +PET AND HER CAT. + + + Now, Pussy, I've something to tell you: + You know it is New-Year's Day; + The big folks are down in the parlor, + And mamma is just gone away. + + We are all alone in the nursery, + And I want to talk to you, dear; + So you must come and sit by me, + And make believe you hear. + + You see, there's a new year coming-- + It only begins to-day. + Do you know I was often naughty + In the year that is gone away? + + You know I have some bad habits, + I'll mention just one or two; + But there really is quite a number + Of naughty things that I do. + + You see, I don't learn my lessons, + And oh! I do hate them so; + I doubt if I know any more to-day + Than I did a year ago. + + Perhaps I am awfully stupid; + They say I'm a dreadful dunce. + How would you like to learn spelling? + I wish you could try it once. + + And don't you remember Christmas-- + 'Twas naughty, I must confess-- + But while I was eating my dinner + I got two spots on my dress. + + And they caught me stealing the sugar; + But I only got two little bits, + When they found me there in the closet, + And frightened me out of my wits. + + And, Pussy, when people scold me, + I'm always so sulky then; + If they only would tell me gently, + I never would do it again. + + Oh, Pussy! I know I am naughty, + And often it makes me cry: + I think it would count for something, + If they knew how hard I try. + + But I'll try again in the new year, + And oh! I shall be so glad + If I only can be a good little girl, + And never do anything bad! + + + + +HOW SUNKEN SHIPS ARE RAISED. + + +When a ship sinks some distance from the shore in several fathoms of +water, and the waves conceal her, it may seem impossible to some of our +readers that she can ever be floated again; but if she rests upon a firm +sandy bottom, without rocks, and the weather is fair enough for a time +to give the wreckers an opportunity, it is even probable that she can be +brought into port. + +In Boston, New York, Philadelphia, Baltimore, Norfolk, and New Orleans, +large firms are established whose special business it is to send +assistance to distressed vessels, and to save the cargo if the vessels +themselves can not be prevented from becoming total wrecks; and these +firms are known as wreckers--a name which in the olden time was given to +a class of heartless men dwelling on the coast who lured ships ashore by +false lights for the sake of the spoils which the disaster brought them. + +When a vessel is announced to be ashore or sunk, the owners usually +apply to the wreckers, and make a bargain with them that they shall +receive a certain proportion of her value if they save her, and the +wreckers then proceed to the scene of the accident, taking with them +powerful tug-boats, large pontoons, immense iron cables, and a massive +derrick. + +Perhaps only the topmasts of the wreck are visible when they reach it; +but even though she is quite out of sight, she is not given up, if the +sea is calm and the wind favorable. One of the men puts a diving dress +over his suit of heavy flannels. The trousers and jacket are made of +India rubber cloth, fitting close to the ankles, wrists, and across the +chest, which is further protected by a breastplate. A copper helmet with +a glass face is used for covering the head, and is screwed on to the +breastplate. One end of a coil of strong rubber tubing is attached to +the back of the helmet, to the outside of which a running cord is also +attached, and continued down the side of the dress to the diver's right +hand, where he can use it for signaling his assistants when he is +beneath the surface. His boots have leaden soles weighing about +twenty-eight pounds; and as this, with the helmet, is insufficient to +allow his descent, four blocks of lead, weighing fifty pounds, are slung +over his shoulders; and a water-proof bag containing a hammer, a chisel, +and a dirk-knife is fastened over his breast. + +He is transferred from the steamer that has brought him from the city to +a small boat, which is rowed to a spot over the wreck, and a short iron +ladder is put over the side, down which he steps; and when the last rung +is reached, he lets go, and the water bubbles and sparkles over his head +as he sinks deeper and deeper. + +The immersion of the diver is more thrilling to a spectator than it is +to him. The rubber coil attached to his helmet at one end is attached at +the other to an air-pump, which sends him all the breath he needs, and +if the supply is irregular, a pull at the cord by his right hand secures +its adjustment. He is not timid, and he knows that the only thing he has +to guard against is nervousness, by which he might lose his presence of +mind. The fish dart away from him at a motion of his hand, and even a +shark is terrified by the apparition of his strange globular helmet. He +is careful not to approach the wreck too suddenly, as the tangled +rigging and splinters might twist or break the air-pipe and signal line; +when his feet touch the bottom, he looks behind, before, and above him +before he advances an inch. + +Looming up before him like a phantom in the foggy light is the ship; and +now, perhaps, if any of the crew have gone down with her, the diver +feels a momentary horror; but if no one has been lost, he sets about his +work, and hums a cheerful tune. + +It may be that the vessel has settled low in the sand, that she is +broken in two, or that the hole in her bottom can not be repaired. But +we will suppose that the circumstances are favorable, that the sand is +firm, and the hull in an easy position. + +The diver signals to be hauled up, makes his report, and in his next +descent he is accompanied by several others, who help him to drag +massive chains of iron underneath the ship, at the bow, at the stern, +and in the middle. This is a tedious and exhausting operation, which +sometimes takes many days; and when it is completed, the pontoons are +towed into position at each side of the ship. + +The pontoons, simply described, are hollow floats. They are oblong, +built of wood, and possess great buoyancy. Some of them are over a +hundred feet long, eighteen feet wide, and fourteen feet deep; but their +size, and the number of them used, depend on the length of the vessel +that is to be raised. Circular tubes, or wells, extend through them; and +when the chains are secured underneath the ship, the ends are inserted +in these wells by the divers, and drawn up through them by hydraulic +power. The chains thus form a series of loops like the common swing of +the playground, in which the ship rests; and as they are shortened in +being drawn up through the wells, the ship lifts. The ship lifts if all +be well--if the chains do not part, or some other accident occur; but +the wreckers need great patience, and sometimes they see the labor of +weeks undone in a minute. + +We are presupposing success, however, and instead of sinking or +capsizing, the ship appears above the bubbling water, and between the +pontoons, which groan and tremble with her weight. + +As soon as her decks are above water, so much of the cargo is removed as +is necessary to enable the divers to reach the broken part of the hull, +which they patch with boards and canvas if she is built of wood, or with +iron plates if she is of iron. This is the most perilous part of the +diver's work, as there are so many projections upon which his air-tube +may catch; but he finds it almost as easy to ply his hammer and drill in +making repairs under water as on shore. + +The ship is next pumped out, and borne between the pontoons by powerful +tugs to the nearest dry-dock, where all the damages are finally +repaired, and in a month or two she is once more afloat, with nothing to +indicate her narrow escape. + + + + +[Begun in No. 5 of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, December 2.] + +THE HISTORY OF PHOTOGEN AND NYCTERIS. + +A Day and Night Maehrchen. + +BY GEORGE MACDONALD. + + +XVI.--AN EVIL NURSE. + +Watho was herself ill, as I have said, and was the worse tempered; and, +besides, it is a peculiarity of witches that what works in others to +sympathy, works in them to repulsion. Also, Watho had a poor, helpless, +rudimentary spleen of a conscience left, just enough to make her +uncomfortable, and therefore more wicked. So when she heard that +Photogen was ill she was angry. Ill, indeed! after all she had done to +saturate him with the life of the system, with the solar might itself! +He was a wretched failure, the boy! And because he was _her_ failure, +she was annoyed with him, began to dislike him, grew to hate him. She +looked on him as a painter might upon a picture, or a poet upon a poem, +which he had only succeeded in getting into an irrecoverable mess. In +the hearts of witches love and hate lie close together, and often tumble +over each other. And whether it was that her failure with Photogen +foiled also her plans in regard to Nycteris, or that her illness made +her yet more of a devil's wife, certainly Watho now got sick of the girl +too, and hated to have her about the castle. + +She was not too ill, however, to go to poor Photogen's room and torment +him. She told him she hated him like a serpent, and hissed like one as +she said it, looking very sharp in the nose and chin, and flat in the +forehead. Photogen thought she meant to kill him, and hardly ventured to +take anything brought him. She ordered every ray of light to be shut out +of his room; but by means of this he got a little used to the darkness. +She would take one of his arrows, and now tickle him with the feather +end of it, now prick him with the point till the blood ran down. What +she meant finally I can not tell, but she brought Photogen speedily to +the determination of making his escape from the castle: what he should +do then he would think afterward. Who could tell but he might find his +mother somewhere beyond the forest! If it were not for the broad patches +of darkness that divided day from day, he would fear nothing! + +But now, as he lay helpless in the dark, ever and anon would come +dawning through it the face of the lovely creature who on that first +awful night nursed him so sweetly: was he never to see her again? If she +was, as he had concluded, the nymph of the river, why had she not +re-appeared? She might have taught him not to fear the night, for +plainly she had no fear of it herself! But then, when the day came, she +did seem frightened: why was that, seeing there was nothing to be afraid +of then? Perhaps one so much at home in the darkness was correspondingly +afraid of the light! Then his selfish joy at the rising of the sun, +blinding him to her condition, had made him behave to her, in ill return +for her kindness, as cruelly as Watho behaved to him! How sweet and dear +and lovely she was! If there were wild beasts that came out only at +night, and were afraid of the light, why should there not be girls too, +made the same way--who could not endure the light, as he could not bear +the darkness? If only he could find her again! Ah, how differently he +would behave to her! But alas! perhaps the sun had killed her--melted +her--burned her up!--dried her up: that was it, if she was the nymph of +the river. + + +XVII.--WATHO'S WOLF. + +From that dreadful morning Nycteris had never got to be herself again. +The sudden light had been almost death to her; and now she lay in the +dark with the memory of a terrific sharpness--a something she dared +scarcely recall, lest the very thought of it should sting her beyond +endurance. But this was as nothing to the pain which the recollection of +the rudeness of the shining creature whom she had nursed through his +fear caused her; for the moment his suffering passed over to her, and he +was free, the first use he made of his returning strength had been to +scorn her! She wondered and wondered; it was all beyond her +comprehension. + +Before long, Watho was plotting evil against her. The witch was like a +sick child weary of his toy: she would pull her to pieces, and see how +she liked it. She would set her in the sun, and see her die, like a +jelly-fish from the salt ocean cast out on a hot rock. It would be a +sight to soothe her wolf-pain. One day, therefore, a little before noon, +while Nycteris was in her deepest sleep, she had a darkened litter +brought to the door, and in that she made two of her men carry her to +the plain above. There they took her out, laid her on the grass, and +left her. + +Watho watched it all from the top of her high tower, through her +telescope; and scarcely was Nycteris left, when she saw her sit up, and +the same moment cast herself down again with her face to the ground. + +"She'll have a sun-stroke," said Watho, "and that'll be the end of her." + +Presently, tormented by a fly, a huge-humped buffalo, with great shaggy +mane, came galloping along, straight for where she lay. At sight of the +thing on the grass he started, swerved yards aside, stopped dead, and +then came slowly up, looking malicious. Nycteris lay quite still, and +never even saw the animal. + +"Now she'll be trodden to death!" said Watho. + +When the buffalo reached her, he sniffed at her all over, and went away; +then came back and sniffed again; then all at once went off as if a +demon had him by the tail. + +Next came a gnu, then a gaunt wild boar. But no creature hurt her, and +Watho was angry with the whole creation. + +At length, in the shade of her hair, the blue eyes of Nycteris began to +come to themselves a little, and the first thing they saw was a comfort. +I have told already how she knew the night daisies, each a sharp-pointed +little cone with a red tip; and once she had parted the rays of one of +them, with trembling fingers, for she was afraid she was dreadfully +rude, and perhaps was hurting it; but she did want, she said to herself, +to see what secret it carried so carefully hidden; and she found its +golden heart. But now, right under her eyes, inside the veil of her +hair, in the sweet twilight of whose blackness she could see it +perfectly, stood a daisy with its red tip opened wide into a carmine +ring, displaying its heart of gold on a platter of silver. She did not +at first recognize it as one of those cones come awake, but a moment's +notice revealed what it was. Who, then, could have been so cruel to the +lovely little creature as to force it open like that, and spread it +heart-bare to the terrible death-lamp? Whoever it was, it must be the +same that had thrown her out there to be burned to death in its fire! +But she had her hair, and could hang her head, and make a small sweet +night of her own about her! She tried to bend the daisy down and away +from the sun, and to make its petals hang about it like her hair, but +she could not. Alas! it was burned and dead already! She did not know +that it could not yield to her gentle force because it was drinking +life, with all the eagerness of life, from what she called the +death-lamp. Oh, how the lamp burned her! + +But she went on thinking--she did not know how; and by-and-by began to +reflect that, as there was no roof to the room except that in which the +great fire went rolling about, the little Red-tip must have seen the +lamp a thousand times, and must know it quite well! and it had not +killed it! Nay, thinking about it farther, she began to ask the question +whether this, in which she now saw it, might not be its more perfect +condition. For now not only did the whole seem perfect, as indeed it did +before, but every part showed its own individual perfection as well, +which perfection made it capable of combining with the rest into the +higher perfection of a whole. The flower was a lamp itself! The golden +heart was the light, and the silver border was the alabaster globe +skillfully broken and spread wide to let out the glory. Yes; the radiant +shape was plainly its perfection! If, then, it was the lamp which had +opened it into that shape, the lamp could not be unfriendly to it, but +must be of its own kind, seeing it made it perfect! And again, when she +thought of it, there was clearly no little resemblance between them. +What if the flower, then, was the little great-grandchild of the lamp, +and he was loving it all the time? And what if the lamp did not mean to +hurt her, only could not help it? The red tips looked as if the flower +had some time or other been hurt: what if the lamp was making the best +it could of her--opening her out somehow like the flower? She would bear +it patiently, and see. But how coarse the color of the grass was! +Perhaps, however, her eyes not being made for the bright lamp, she did +not see them as they were! Then she remembered how different were the +eyes of the creature that was not a girl, and was afraid of the +darkness! Ah, if the darkness would only come again, all arms, friendly +and soft everywhere about her! + +She lay so still that Watho thought she had fainted. She was pretty sure +she would be dead before the night came to revive her. + + +XVIII.--REFUGE. + +Fixing her telescope on the motionless form, that she might see it at +once when the morning came, Watho went down from the tower to Photogen's +room. He was much better by this time, and before she left him he had +resolved to leave the castle that very night. + +The darkness was terrible indeed, but Watho was worse than even the +darkness, and he could not escape in the day. As soon, therefore, as the +house seemed still, he tightened his belt, hung to it his hunting knife, +put a flask of wine and some bread in his pocket, and took his bow and +arrows. He got from the house, and made his way at once up to the plain. +But what with his illness, the terrors of the night, and his dread of +the wild beasts, when he got to the level he could not walk a step +farther, and sat down, thinking it better to die than to live. In spite +of his fears, however, sleep contrived to overcome him, and he fell at +full length on the soft grass. + +He had not slept long when he woke with such a strange sense of comfort +and security that he thought the dawn at least must have arrived. But it +was dark night about him. And the sky--no, it was not the sky, but the +blue eyes of his naiad looking down upon him! Once more he lay with his +head in her lap, and all was well, for plainly the girl feared the +darkness as little as he the day. + +"Thank you," he said. "You are like live armor to my heart; you keep the +fear off me. I have been very ill since then. Did you come up out of the +river when you saw me cross?" + +"I don't live in the water," she answered. "I live under the pale lamp, +and I die under the bright one." + +"Ah, yes! I understand now," he returned. "I would not have behaved as +I did last time if I had understood; but I thought you were mocking me; +and I am so made that I can not help being frightened at the darkness. I +beg your pardon for leaving you as I did, for, as I say, I did not +understand. Now I believe you were really frightened. Were you not?" + +[Illustration: "WHAT IS THIS? IT MUST BE DEATH!"] + +"I was, indeed," answered Nycteris, "and shall be again. But why you +should be, I can not in the least understand. You must know how gentle +and sweet the darkness is, how kind and friendly, how soft and velvety! +It holds you to its bosom and loves you. A little while ago I lay faint +and dying under your hot lamp. What is it you call it?" + +"The sun," murmured Photogen: "how I wish he would make haste!" + +"Ah! do not wish that. Do not, for my sake, hurry him. I can take care +of you from the darkness, but I have no one to take care of me from the +light.--As I was telling you, I lay dying in the sun. All at once I drew +a deep breath. A cool wind came and ran over my face. I looked up. The +torture was gone, for the death-lamp itself was gone. I hope he does not +die and grow brighter yet. My terrible headache was all gone, and my +sight was come back. I felt as if I were new made. But I did not get up +at once, for I was tired still. The grass grew cool about me, and turned +soft in color. Something wet came upon it, and it was now so pleasant to +my feet that I rose and ran about. And when I had been running about a +long time, all at once I found you lying, just as I had been lying a +little while before. So I sat down beside you to take care of you, till +your life--and my death--should come again." + +"How good you are, you beautiful creature! Why, you forgave me before +ever I asked you!" cried Photogen. + +Thus they fell a-talking, and he told her what he knew of his history, +and she told him what she knew of hers, and they agreed they must get +away from Watho as far as ever they could. + +"And we must set out at once," said Nycteris. + +"The moment the morning comes," returned Photogen. + +"We must not wait for the morning," said Nycteris, "for then I shall not +be able to move, and what would you do the next night? Besides, Watho +sees best in the daytime. Indeed, you must come now, Photogen. You +must." + +"I can not; I dare not," said Photogen. "I can not move. If I but lift +my head from your lap, the very sickness of terror seizes me." + +"I shall be with you," said Nycteris, soothingly. "I will take care of +you till your dreadful sun comes, and then you may leave me, and go away +as fast as you can. Only please put me in a dark place first, if there +is one to be found." + +"I will never leave you again, Nycteris," cried Photogen. "Only wait +till the sun comes and brings me back my strength, and we will go away +together, and never, never part any more." + +"No, no," persisted Nycteris; "we must go now. And you must learn to be +strong in the dark as well as in the day, else you will always be only +half brave. I have begun already, not to fight your sun, but to try to +get at peace with him, and understand what he really is, and what he +means with me--whether to hurt me or to make the best of me. You must do +the same with my darkness." + +"But you don't know what mad animals there are away there toward the +south," said Photogen. 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