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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/28313-8.txt b/28313-8.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..6223845 --- /dev/null +++ b/28313-8.txt @@ -0,0 +1,2464 @@ +Project Gutenberg's Harper's Young People, January 20, 1880, 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, January 20, 1880 + An Illustrated Weekly + +Author: Various + +Release Date: March 11, 2009 [EBook #28313] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, JAN 20, 1880 *** + + + + +Produced by Annie McGuire + + + + + + + + +[Illustration: HARPER'S + +YOUNG PEOPLE + +AN ILLUSTRATED WEEKLY.] + + + * * * * * + +VOL. I.--NO. 12. PUBLISHED BY HARPER & BROTHERS, NEW YORK. PRICE FOUR +CENTS. + +Tuesday, January 20, 1880. Copyright, 1880, by HARPER & BROTHERS. $1.50 +per Year, in Advance. + + * * * * * + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Poor pussy comes at break of day, + And wakes me up to make me play; + But I am such a sleepy head, + That I'd much rather stay in bed! + + + + +OUR OWN STAR. + + +"As we have already," began the Professor, "had a talk about the stars +in general, let us this morning give a little attention to our own +particular star." + +"Is there a star that we can call our own?" asked May, with unusual +animation. "How nice! I wonder if it can be the one I saw from our front +window last evening, that looked so bright and beautiful?" + +"I am sure it was not," said the Professor, "if you saw it in the +evening." + +"Is it hard to see our star, then?" she said. + +"By no means," replied the Professor; "rather it is hard not to see it. +But you must be careful about looking directly at it, or your eyes will +be badly dazzled, it is so very bright. Our star is no other than the +sun. And we are right in calling it a star, because all the stars are +suns, and very likely give light and heat to worlds as large as our +earth, though they are all so far off that we can not see them. Our star +seems so much brighter and hotter than the others, only because it is so +much nearer to us than they are, though still it is some ninety-two +millions of miles away." + +"How big is the sun?" asked Joe. + +"You can get the clearest idea of its size by a comparison. The earth is +7920 miles in diameter, that is, as measured right through the centre. +Now suppose it to be only one inch, or about as large as a plum or a +half-grown peach; then we would have to regard the sun as three yards in +diameter, so that if it were in this room it would reach from the floor +to the ceiling." + +"How do they find out the distance of the sun?" asked Joe. + +"Until lately," replied the Professor, "the same method was pursued as +in surveying, that is, by measuring lines and angles. An angle, you +know, is the corner made by two lines coming together, as in the letter +V. But that method did not answer very well, as it did not make the +distance certain within several millions of miles. Quite recently +Professor Newcomb has found out a way of measuring the sun's distance by +the velocity of its light. He has invented a means of learning exactly +how fast light moves; and then, by comparing this with the time light +takes to come from the sun to us, he is able to tell how far off the sun +is. Thus, if a man knows how many miles he walks in an hour, and how +many hours it takes him to walk to a certain place, he can very easily +figure up the number of miles it is away." + +"Why," said Gus, "that sounds just like what Bob Stebbins said the other +day in school. He has a big silver watch that he is mighty fond of +hauling out of his pocket before everybody. A caterpillar came crawling +through the door, and went right toward the teacher's desk at the other +end of the room. 'Now,' said Bob, 'if that fellow will only keep +straight ahead, I can tell how long the room is.' So out came the watch, +and Bob wrote down the time and how many inches the caterpillar +travelled in a minute. But just then Sally Smith came across his track +with her long dress, and swept him to Jericho. We boys all laughed out; +Sally blushed and got angry; and the teacher kept us in after school." + +"Astronomers have the same kind of troubles," said the Professor. "They +incur great labor and expense to take some particular observation that +is possible only once in a number of years, and then for only a few +minutes. And after their instruments are all carefully set up, and their +calculations made, the clouds spread over the sky, and hide everything +they wish to see. People, too, are very apt to laugh at their +disappointment. + +"There would, however, be no science of astronomy if those who pursued +it were discouraged by common difficulties. To explain the heavenly +bodies they sometimes try to make little systems or images of the sun +and the planets; but they are never able to show the sizes and distances +correctly. If they were to begin by making the sun one inch in diameter, +then the earth would have to be three yards off, and as small as a grain +of dust; some of the planets would have to be across the street, and +others away beyond the opposite houses. So when you look at these little +solar systems, as they are called, you must remember that the sizes and +distances are all wrong. + +"Still, you can get from them some idea how the sun stands in the +middle, and the earth and other planets go round, and how the earth, +while going round the sun, keeps also turning itself around. You have +seen how a top, while spinning, sometimes runs round in a circle. That +is just the way our earth does. And if you imagine a candle in the +centre of the circle that the top makes, you will see why it is +sometimes day and sometimes night. When the side of the earth we are on +is turned toward the sun, we have day; and when we have spun past the +sun, night comes. + +"The sun seems to go past us, and people used to think it really did. +But we know now that it is as if we were in a rail-car, and the trees +and houses seemed to be rushing along, when we ourselves are the ones +that are moving. The sun and all the stars seem to move through the sky +from east to west; but it is only our earth that is turning itself the +other way, and carrying us with it." + +"What makes summer and winter?" asked Joe. + +"I think that the top will help you to understand that too. You have +noticed that when it spins it does not always stand straight up, but +often leans over to one side. So sometimes the upper part of it would be +over toward the candle, and sometimes over away from it. The earth leans +over too in this same manner; and that is the reason why we have summer +and winter. When by this leaning our part of the earth is toward the +sun, we get more heat, and have a warm season; when we are leaning away +from the sun, and are more in the shadow, the cold weather comes, and +continues until we get into a good position to be warmed up again. + +"A kind Providence brings this all around very regularly, and there is +no danger of our being kept so long in the cold that we would freeze to +death. Everything works like a clock that is never allowed to run down +or get out of order. In spinning, the earth carries us round twelve or +fifteen times as fast as the fastest railway train has ever yet been +made to run; and in making its circle round the sun, it moves as fast as +a shot from a gun." + +"Oh! oh!" exclaimed the children; and Joe asked, "Why are we not all +dashed to pieces?" + +"Because," said the Professor, "we do not run against anything large +enough to do any harm; and we do not realize how fast we are moving, or +that we are moving at all, because we do not pass near anything that is +standing still. You know that in riding we look at the trees and fences +by the road-side to see how rapidly we are going. The hills in the +distance do not show our speed, but seem to be following us. Unless we +look outside we can not know anything about it, excepting, perhaps, we +may guess from the noise and jostling of the vehicle. But as the earth +moves smoothly and without the least noise, we would think it stood +entirely still did not astronomers assure us of its wonderfully rapid +motion. It took them a great while to find it out. When they began to +suspect it there was a great dispute over it. Some said it moved; others +said it did not. The two parties were for a time very bitter against +each other; but now all agree in the belief of its rapid motion." + +"A queer thing to quarrel about, I must say," remarked Gus. "I wouldn't +have cared a straw whether it moved or not, if I could only have been +allowed to move about on it as I pleased." + +"I hope you are not getting uneasy, Gus," said Joe. + +"There is evident reason," observed Jack, "to suspect that his +appreciation of the marvels of science is insufficient to preserve--" + +"Oh, bother! Jack, don't give us your college stuff now, after the +Professor has told us so much. We like to hear him, of course. I do, for +one, a great deal better than I thought I should. But then a fellow +can't help getting tired." + + + + +BABY'S EYES. + + + When the baby's eyes are blue, + Think we of a summer day, + Violets, and dancing rills. + When the baby's eyes are gray, + Doves and dawn are brought to mind. + Brown--of gentle fawns we dream, + And ripe nuts in shady woods. + Black--of midnight skies that gleam + With bright stars. But blue or gray, + Black or brown, like flower or star, + Sweeter eyes can never be + To mamma than baby's are. + + + + +[Begun in No. 11 of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, January 13.] + +LADY PRIMROSE. + +BY FLETCHER READE. + + +CHAPTER II. + + "Infinite riches in a little room." + +The words of the wise old woman of Hollowbush were true, then. Here was +a place where gems were more abundant than flowers; and as the child +stood on the threshold gazing into the diminutive but wondrously +beautiful apartment that had opened so suddenly before her, she saw that +she was indeed in the presence-chamber of a king. + +The walls were of pure white marble, studded with diamonds, and from the +ceiling, which she could almost touch with her hand, hung slender +chandeliers of the same material. In each of these, instead of lamps, +were innumerable sapphires, throwing a soft blue light over all the +place. In every stone a star seemed to be burning steady and clear and +wonderfully brilliant. It was the asteria, or star sapphire, which was +alone considered worthy to light even the outer courts of the king over +a country so rich in gems as this. + +The child clapped her hands, and would no doubt have shouted with +delight if she had not found herself encircled by tiny men, all looking +exactly alike, and all winking and blinking at her just as the +gate-keeper had done. + +Before she could speak, or even clap her hands a second time, they had +entirely surrounded her, joining hands, and wheeling round and round, +singing as they went: + + "Workers are we--one, two, three-- + And merry men all, as you see, as you see; + Deep under the ground, + Where jewels are found, + We work, and we sing + While we dance in a ring. + But a mortal has come to the caves below, + So, merry men all, bow low, bow low, + For our sister she'll be--one, two, three." + +Three times did these strange and merry little people sing their song, +and three times did they whirl around the new-comer, thus introducing +themselves and welcoming her to their dominions. + +[Illustration: "I AM THE KING OF THE MINERAL WORKERS."] + +Then one of them, but whether the gate-keeper or another she could not +tell, stepped forward, and making a low bow, said. "I am the king of the +mineral-workers and the workers in stone. These are my people; but +because you are a mortal, we one and all bow before you." + +At these words all the little people bowed and waved their hands. Then +the king continued: + +"Henceforth you are to be known as the Princess Bébè;" and he mounted a +marble footstool that stood close by, standing on tiptoe, and placing on +the head of the new-made princess a tiny coronet of pearls. Dumb with +astonishment, the Princess Bébè listened quietly to all that was said to +her, and allowed herself to be led away by one of the little men, who +had been appointed her chamberlain. + +It was now getting late, and she was glad enough to be shown to her own +room, that she might think over the many wonderful things which she had +seen. + +But here were new wonder and new riches. + +Instead of being covered with a carpet, the floor was laid in squares of +jasper, the windows were of pure white crystal instead of glass, and the +curtains were made of a fine net-work of gold, caught back with a double +row of amethysts. + +The furniture was of gold and silver, exquisitely carved, and the quilt, +which lay in stiff folds over the bed, was a marvel of beautiful colors +that seemed to be now one thing and now another. + +The Princess Bébè held her breath. "It will be like going to sleep on a +rainbow," she said to herself, for the opal bed was full of changing +colors, now red, now green, and then purple and soft rose-pink, and +then, perhaps, green again. "There was never anything so beautiful as +this!" exclaimed the princess, throwing herself down; but the next +moment she was ready to cry with vexation, for there was neither warmth +nor softness in the opal bed, and she lay awake all night, alternately +shivering and crying. + +"I won't stay in this place another moment," she said, the next morning, +when the chamberlain knocked at her door. + +The chamberlain bowed, and held before her a silver cup filled with +jewels. "These are a present from the king to the Princess Bébè," he +said, holding it up for her inspection. + +There was first of all a diamond necklace, just what she had been +wishing for; then there were ear-rings and bracelets of lapis lazuli of +a beautiful azure color; string after string of pearls; emeralds set in +buckles for her shoes; amethysts; sapphires as blue as the sea; and last +of all a large topaz, which shone with a brilliant yellow light, as if +it had been sunshine which some one had caught and imprisoned for her. + +The Princess Bébè forgot for a moment her hard bed and sleepless night, +and ran to the king to thank him for his presents. + +"I am glad to find that you are pleased with your new home," said the +king, graciously. "Did the princess sleep well during the night?" + +"Oh, not at all well," she answered, forgetting her errand. "And I was +very cold, besides." + +"Cold? cold?" said the king, sharply. "We must see to that." + +Turning to one of his attendants, who held a crystal cup on which were +engraved the arms of the royal family, he took from it a stone of a dark +orange color, and said, + +"This is a jacinth, my dear princess. Whenever you are cold, you have +only to rub your hands against it, and you will feel a delicious sense +of warmth stealing through your limbs." + +The princess rubbed her hands against the smooth stone as the king +suggested; but she almost immediately threw it away again, crying out +with pain. + +"Oh, I don't like it at all," she exclaimed. "It pricks and hurts." + +"It is nothing but the electricity," answered the king. "You will soon +get accustomed to it, and I have no doubt will be quite fond of your +electrical stove." + +"I don't want to get accustomed to it," answered the princess. "I want +to go home." + +Then the king's face grew dark, and his pale blue eyes winked and +blinked until they shone like two blazing lights. + +"No one comes into our country to go away again," he said at length. +"You are the Princess Bébè, adopted daughter of the king of the +mineral-workers and the workers in stone, and with him you must stay for +the rest of your life." + +In spite of her diamond necklace, the princess was actually crying, +although it is almost past belief that any one with a diamond necklace +could cry; but the merry little mineral-workers, seeing the tears in her +eyes, crowded around her, and tried their best to comfort her. + +"Come into the garden," said one; and "Come to the gold chests," said +another, "and see the diamonds." + +"Diamonds!" exclaimed the princess, angrily and ungratefully: "I hate +the very sight of them. But I would like to see the garden," she added, +more gently. + +Aleck, the gate-keeper, offered to act as escort, and the princess dried +her eyes. He at least was her friend, she thought; and on the way to the +garden, being very hungry, she ventured to ask him when they were to +have breakfast. + +"Breakfast!" he said. "Why, we don't have breakfasts here." + +"Well, then, dinner," suggested the princess, meekly. + +"Nor dinners either," replied the little man. "Why should we have +dinners?" + +"But at least you have suppers," said the princess, desperately, and +feeling ready to cry again. + +"What are you thinking of?" asked the gate-keeper, with an air of +surprise. + +Then the princess grew angry. + +"What am I thinking of?" she cried, at the top of her voice. "I am +thinking of something to eat--that's what I'm thinking of, and I'm +almost starved." + +The little gate-keeper looked up, with a curious smile on his face, and +answered: + +"Well, then, my dear princess, if that is what makes you unhappy, pray +don't think of it any more. No one ever eats anything here. Indeed, I +can not imagine anything more absurd." + +Then, being at heart a very kind and obliging little person, he came +close to the princess, and said: + +"I am sorry for you--indeed I am, but don't give way to tears. They +won't turn stones into bread. I beseech you, my dear Princess Bébè, to +look at our fruit trees and flowers. They are considered very beautiful. +I have no doubt but the sight of them will help you to bear this strange +feeling which you call hunger." Then, kissing the princess's hand, he +added: "I must leave you now and go to the gate. Amuse yourself in the +garden, my dear princess, till I return." + +It was a wondrously beautiful garden, as any one could see, but somehow +the Princess Bébè did not get much comfort from it. + +"Oh, if those were only real apples!" she sighed, for there were what +seemed to be apple-trees in great abundance. But the apples were of +malachite--a hard opaque stone of two shades of green--and when she +tried to taste the grapes, she found they were only purple amethysts +arranged in graceful clusters. The cherries were all of stone, instead +of having a stone in the middle; and the plums were just as bad and just +as beautiful--the cherries were deep red rubies, and the plums were made +of chrysoprase. Nothing but hard glittering gems wherever she turned her +eyes. + +The poor princess seemed likely to die of starvation in spite of her +riches, but she thought she would be almost willing to endure hunger if +she could only have a rose that would smell like the sweet-brier roses +which grew in Hollowbush in her own little garden. For what she had at +first taken to be roses were, after all, nothing but pink coral +cunningly carved, the daffodils were of amber, and the forget-me-nots +were one and all made of the pale blue turquoise. + +"It is very certain that I must die," said the princess, sadly, and she +covered her face with her hands, crying bitterly, and praying that if +death must come to her, it might come quickly. + +[TO BE CONTINUED.] + + + + +JOE AND BLINKY. + + +Blinky was a poor dirty little puppy whom somebody had lost, and +somebody else had stolen, and whose miserable little life was a burden +to himself until Joe found him. It happened one warm day in July that +Joe, whose bright eyes were always pretty wide open, saw a group of +youngsters eagerly clustering about an object which appeared to interest +them very much. This object squirmed, gasped, and occasionally kicked, +to the great amusement of the little crowd, who liked excitement of any +sort. Joe put his head over the shoulders of the children, and saw a +wretched little dog in the agonies of a convulsion. Now, instead of +giving him pleasure, this sight pained him grievously, as did any +suffering, and Joe pushed his way through the crowd, asking whose dog it +was. No one claimed it; and Joe was watched with great interest, and +warned most zealously, as he took the poor little creature by the nape +of its neck to the nearest pump. + +"You'd better look out. He's mad. See if he isn't." + +"What yer goin' to do?--kill him? My father's got a pistol; I'll run and +get it." + +"No, you needn't," said Joe. + +There was no pound in the town, and so the dog was worthless, and after +a while the crowd of children found something else to interest them. + +Joe bathed the little dog, and rubbed it, and soothed its violent +struggles, and carried it away to a quiet corner on the steps of a house +where a great elm-tree made a refreshing shade. Here he sat a long time, +watching his little patient, and glad to find it getting quieter and +quieter, until it fell fast asleep in his arms. Joe did not move, so +pleased was he to relieve the poor little creature, whose thin flanks +revealed a long course of suffering. There were few passers in the +street, and Joe had no school duties, thanks to its being vacation, so +he was free to do as he chose. After more than an hour the poor little +dog opened its eyes, which were so dazzled by the light that Joe at once +named him Blinky, and presently a hot red little tongue was licking +Joe's big brown hand. That was enough for Joe; it was as plain a "thank +you" as he wanted, and he carried his stray charge home to share his +dinner. + +From that day Joe was seldom seen without Blinky; and after many good +dinners, and plenty of sleep without terrible dreams of tins tied to his +tail, Blinky began to grow handsome, and Joe to be very proud of him. +Blinky slept under Joe's bed, woke him every morning with a sharp little +bark, as much as saying, "Wake up, lazy fellow, and have a frolic with +me," and then bounced up beside him for a game. And how he frisked when +Joe took him out! The only thing he did not enjoy was his weekly +scrubbing, and the combing with an old coarse toilet comb which +followed. But he bore it patiently for Joe's sake. Vacation came to an +end, and school began. This was as sore a trial to Blinky as to Joe, for +of course he could not be allowed in school, though he left Joe at the +door with most regretful and downcast looks, which said plainly, "This +is injustice; you and I should never be parted," and he was always +waiting when school was out. + +Joe hated school; he would much rather have been chestnutting in the +woods, gay with their crimson and yellow leaves, or chasing the +squirrels with Blinky; but he knew he had to study, if ever he was to be +of any use in the world, and so he tried to forget the delights of +roaming, or the charms of Blinky's company. But when the first snow +came, how hard it was to stick at the old books! How delicious was the +frosty air, and how pure and fresh the new-fallen snow, waiting to be +made use of as Joe so well knew how! + +"Duty first," said Joe to himself, as with shovel and broom he cleared +the path in the court-yard, and shovelled the kitchen steps clean. He +did it so well that his father tossed him some pennies--for he was +saving up to buy Blinky a collar--and he turned off with a light heart +for school, with Blinky at his heels. + +The school-mistress had a hard time that day; all the boys were wild +with fun, one only of them not sharing the glee. This one was a little +chap whose parents had sent him up North from Georgia to his relatives, +the parents being too poor after the war to maintain their family. He +was a skinny little fellow, always shivering and snuffling, and his name +was Bob. + +Now Bob wasn't a favorite. The boys liked to tease him, called him +"Little Reb," and he in turn disliked them, and was ever ready to report +their mischievous pranks to the teacher. If there was anything pleasant +about the boy, no one knew it, because no one took the trouble to find +out. Bob did not relish the snow; he was pinched and blue, and whenever +he had the chance was huddling up against the stove; besides, he liked +to read, and would rather have staid in all day with a book of fairy +tales than shared the gayest romp they could have suggested. This +afternoon Joe had made so many mistakes in his arithmetic examples that +he was obliged to stay late, and do them over; but he was sorely +annoyed and tempted at hearing the shouts and cries of joy with which +the boys saluted each other as they escaped from the school-room, and he +spoke very crossly when a little voice at his elbow said, + +"Please may I go home with you?" + +"No," said Joe. + +"Ah, please!" + +Joe turned, and saw that it was Bob. This provoked him still more. "I +said _no_, 'tell-tale.' What do I want to be bothered with you?" + +Bob turned away, disappointed. Joe kept on at his lesson; it was very +perplexing, and he was out of humor. Besides, the fun outside was +increasing; he could hear the roars of laughter, the whiz of the flying +snow-balls, and the gleeful crows of the conquering heroes. He was the +only one in the school-room. Presently there was a hush, a sort of +premonitory symptom of more mischief brewing outside, which provoked his +curiosity to the utmost. + +"Five times ten, divided by three, and-- Oh, I can't stand this," said +Joe, as he gave a push to his slate, and ran to the window. + +The boys had gone off to the farthest corner of the vacant lot on which +the school-house stood, and by the appearance of things were preparing +to have an animated game of foot-ball; but by the gestures and general +drift of motions Joe saw, to his horror, that poor little Bob was +evidently to be the victim. Already they were rolling him in the snow, +and cuffing him about as if he were made of India rubber, and deserved +no better treatment. + +Joe's conscience woke up in a minute, for he knew that if he had allowed +Bob to wait for him as he had wanted to do, the boys would not have +dared to touch him, and he felt ashamed of his unkindness and ill humor +as he saw the results. + +The child was getting fearfully maltreated, as Joe saw, not merely on +account of their dislike for him, but because in their gambols the boys +were lost to all sense of the cruelty they were practicing, and they +tossed him about regardless of the fact that his bones could be broken +or his sinews snapped. + +Cramming his books in his bag, and snatching up his cap, Joe dashed out +of the door. Blinky was ready for him, and did not know what all this +haste meant, but dashed after his master, as in duty bound. + +"I say, fellers, stop that!" he shouted, repeating the "stop that!" as +loud as his lungs could make the exertion. The din was so great that it +was some moments before they heard him, but Blinky barked at their +heels, and helped to arrest their attention. + +"Stop! what shall we stop for?" asked one of the bigger and rougher +ones. + +"You are doing a mean, hateful thing--that's why." + +"Oho! that's because you haven't a share in it," was the sneering reply. + +"If you'll stop, I'll run the gauntlet for you," said Joe. There was a +pause. Perhaps that would be better than foot-ball; besides, Joe never +got mad, and little Bob was crying hard. "Let Bob go home, fair and +square, and I'll run," repeated Joe. + +"All right," they shouted. "Come on, then." + +[Illustration: "FIRE AWAY!"] + +Joe helped to uncover Bob, shook the snow off his clothes, wiped his +eyes with the cuff of his coat, and sent him on his way. Then the boys +formed two lines, each with as many snow-balls as he could hurriedly +make, and Joe prepared for the run. Blinky was furious, and as Joe +shouted, "Fire away!" and started down the line, he barked himself +hoarse. Hot and heavy came the balls, or rather cold and fast they fell +on Joe's back and head and school bag. But he was a good runner, and +tore like mad from his pursuers, screaming, as he ran, "Fire away! fire +away!" until he reached a cellar door, where he knew he could take +refuge. Here he halted; but Blinky was in a rage at having his master +thus used. Joe did not mind it in the least, and was as full of fun as +he could be. When he got home he found his mother making apple pies; she +had baked one in a saucer for him. It looked delicious, but as he was +about to bite it, he said, "Mother, may I just run over to Mrs. Allen's +for a minute?" + +"Oh yes," was the reply. + +Wrapping up the pie in a napkin, he carried it with him. By the side of +the stove, with his head aching and bound up in a handkerchief, he found +poor little Bob. Without a word, he stuffed the nice little pie in Bob's +hands, and then rushed out again. + +It is hardly necessary to say that in the future Blinky had a rival, and +that rival was Bob. + + + + +A SAIL ON THE NILE. + +BY SARA KEABLES HUNT. + + +Did you ever go sailing on the Nile? Come, then, and imagine yourselves, +on a clear warm January day, afloat on the river of which you have so +often heard. What a sensation we should create if we could go sailing up +the Hudson some sunny morning, our broad lateen-sail swelling in the +breeze, and the Egyptian flag flying behind! + +Let us take a walk over the boat which for two months will be to us a +floating home, and to which we shall become really attached before we +leave its deck, and the shores of the Nile. It is a queerly shaped +vessel, entirely different from any other which has ever carried you +over the waters. The length is about seventy-two feet, and the width +between fourteen and fifteen feet at the broadest part; it has a sharp +prow, and stands deep in the water forward; it is flat-bottomed, like +all Nile boats, on account of the shallow water in the spring. + +Here, a little way from the bow, is the kitchen--a small square place, +where the cook holds undisputed sway, and gratifies your palate with +novel and delicious dishes. This little spot is a very important part of +the boat, I assure you, for sailing on the Nile gives you a keen relish +for good dinners. + +Somewhat back of here is the mast, rising thirty feet or more, and the +long yard, suspended by ropes, large at the lower part, but tapering +toward the extreme point, where floats the pennant which you have +secured for the occasion. + +This long yard bears the large triangular lateen-sail, its huge +dimensions necessary to catch the wind when the river is low and the +banks high. The sides of the boat are protected by a low railing not +more than six inches in height, over which the sailors can easily step, +as they will have occasion to do many times during the voyage. The +main-deck is usually occupied by the crew, and from here are stairs +leading to the quarter-deck, over the cabin and saloon, where we will +take seats under the awning by-and-by, and watch the scenery on the +banks of the river. + +Let us go down these few steps leading to the saloon. We find ourselves +in a room occupying the breadth of the boat; there are windows on each +side, with long divans, below them, a round table in the centre, chairs, +cupboards, and book-cases completing the furniture. Now let us open +these glass doors, walk along this narrow passage, and take a look at +the sleeping-cabins. They measure six feet by four, half of which is +filled by the bed, which gives you girls little room in which to arrange +your toilet; but you will not care to devote many hours to that while +here. + +Such is our floating home, and though limited in space, you can be most +comfortable if you have a contented disposition, and a heart and mind to +appreciate the wonders around and above you. + +And now let us ascend to the quarter-deck. It looks very cheerful, with +its centre table loaded with books and papers, its bright-colored divan +and easy-chairs; so we will be seated while I introduce you to the crew. + +There is the reis, or captain--Hassaneen by name--a grave, quiet little +old man, standing there at the bow of the boat, with a long pole in +hand, sounding the water now and then, and reporting the depth. You will +always find him there, reserved, thoughtful, his whole attention +apparently fixed on his employment. + +Do you see that old gray-bearded man with his hand on the rudder? That +is Abdullah, always there, even when we are at anchor. Then a heap of +blue and a gray burnoose in the same place tell us Abdullah is asleep. +We need never fear while that old man is at the helm, for he will guide +us safely by sand-banks and bowlders to the destined port. + +Of the remainder of the crew I can not give so good a report. They are a +curious assemblage of one-eyed, forefingerless, toothless men, +bare-legged, in robes of dark blue, and gay turbans, it being a common +custom to render themselves thus maimed in order to escape military +conscription. There is Mohammed, a good-natured fellow, ready to do just +as his companions do, whether it be good or bad. There is Said, a +cunning, deceitful-looking man, but a good sailor. Just to the right is +Hassan, black as coal, with glittering eyes, a tall form, and tremendous +muscle; he is a faithful fellow, willing to obey to the letter, but +without any judgment. There are Sulieman and Ali, the laziest ones on +board, strong as any, but the first to cry out, "Halt," and the +sleepiest couple on the Nile. There is Yusuf, always at his prayers, and +more willing to pray than work. There is Achmet, watching his chance to +run away. Then comes Mustapha, whose duty it is to clean the decks, +scour the knives, and wait on the travellers generally. And last but not +least is little Benessie, called "el wallad" (the boy), who does more +work and takes more steps than all the rest of the crew together. Ah, +these boys!--they're worth a dozen men sometimes. He makes the fires, +waits on the crew, and is at everybody's beck and call, from the howadji +to the sailor. He is a dark-eyed, shy little fellow, not particularly +neat in his appearance, and always sucking sugar-cane, which probably is +one of the attractions to the flies that gather continually on his face +and eyes. + +So there they are--a lazy set of fellows, take them all together; lazy +in general when there is no present labor on hand. I think they work +well, though, when a necessity arises. It is not an Arab's nature to +look ahead; he sees only the present. + +And now our sail is shaken out--we are off, the American flag floating +aloft at the point of our tapering yard, and we seated in our +easy-chairs or reclining on the divan of our decks, watching the scenery +as we glide along. There before us are endless groups of masts and +sails. The western shore is like a rich painting, with its palms and +Pyramids, while opposite, half hidden in shining dark acacias, are +palaces of the pashas, with their silent-looking harems and latticed +windows. Cangias (small row-boats) are fastened to the banks, and the +moan and creak of the sakias (water-wheels) tell us we are indeed upon +the enchanted Nile. + +Behind us rise the shining minarets of the city, and the Pyramids follow +us as we go, photographing their outlines on our memory forever; the +soft green plain slopes gently to the river; and as if stirred to life +by the witchery of the surroundings, our bird-like boat flings her great +wings to the breeze, and skims the waters, bounding along, as if with +conscious joy, between the green plains of the Nile Valley. + +The river is alive with boats, all bound southward, fine diahbeehs +sweeping along, and looking proudly down on the lesser craft, and huge +lumbering country boats laden with grain. + +The landscape is not monotonous, though there is a sameness in its +character, for the lines in that crystal air are always changing, and +day after day the panorama unrolls, with its fields of waving tobacco +and blossoming cotton, where workers are lazily busy. + +We are passing the ruins of ancient cities as we sail onward, or are +dragged along by the crew harnessed together by ropes, which task they +call tracking. They never perform this labor reluctantly, or with any +ill temper, but always accompanying their work with a monotonous +sing-song in a slightly nasal twang, till the air is filled with these +perpetual sounds of "Allah, haylee sah. Eiya Mohammed." + +We see in this a relic of by-gone days, for the ancient Egyptians are +painted on the tombs accompanying their work with song and clapping of +hands. + +As we are borne on through and into the creamy light of this glowing +atmosphere, where the sunshine seems to pour into and blend with +everything, we can hardly wonder that sun worship was an instinct of the +earliest races, or that the little child believes that the East lies +near the rising sun. + +On, on we go, past the ruins of ancient cities, never pausing in the +upward journey: it is only on the return that you visit the places of +renown. + +There lies Karnac, with its myriads of gigantic columns. Yonder sits +Memnon, "beloved of the morning," which was said to give forth a note of +music when the rising sun shone upon it. There is Luxor, Dendereh, +Thebes. Sometimes amid the warm light your thoughts will go away +thousands of miles, where the frosts shiver upon the windows, the snows +lie heavy upon the hills, and warm hearts are praying for the traveller; +but the days will creep swiftly by on the Nile, and too soon will come +the hour when, the journey ended, we must leave the river, the palms, +the Pyramids, and bid a long adieu to our pleasant floating home. + + + + +THE WHITE BEAR OF THE ARCTIC REGIONS. + + +The polar bear, the _nannook_ of the Esquimaux, has its home in the +desolate and icy wastes which border the northern seas. It has many +characteristics in common with its brothers which live in warmer +countries. It is very sagacious and cunning, sometimes playful, but is +not a very savage beast, and will rarely attack a hunter unless in +self-defense, or when driven by hunger to fall upon everything which +comes in its way. Dr. Kane, the great arctic traveller, says he has +himself shot as many as a dozen bears near at hand, and never but once +received a charge in return. The hair of the polar bear is very coarse +and thick, and white like the snow-banks among which it lives. Its +favorite food is the seal, which abounds in the northern regions; it +will also eat walrus, but as that animal is very strong, and possesses a +pair of formidable tusks, bears are sometimes beaten in their attempts +to capture it. Wonderful stories are told of bears mounting to the top +of high cliffs and pushing heavy stones down upon the head of some +unwary walrus sleeping or sunning himself at the foot, and then rushing +down to dispatch the stunned and bruised animal, but arctic travellers +disagree upon this point. A very hungry bear will sometimes attack a +walrus in the water, for the polar bear is a powerful swimmer; but in +his peculiar element--and he is never far from it--the walrus is the +best fighter, and his tough hide serves as an almost impenetrable armor. + +As seal hunter the polar bear displays much cunning. It will watch +patiently for hours in the vicinity of a seal hole in the ice, and the +instant its prey comes out to bask in the sun, the sly bear crouches, +with its fore-paws doubled up under its body, while with its hind-legs +it slowly and noiselessly pushes and hitches itself along toward the +desired game. Does the seal raise its head to look around, the bear +remains motionless, its color making it hardly distinguishable, until +the unsuspecting seal takes another nap. When the bear is near enough, +with a sudden movement it seizes the innocent and defenseless victim, +and makes a fat feast. Unless it is very hungry, it eats little besides +the blubber, leaving the rest for the foxes. It is said that arctic +foxes often follow in the path of bears, and gain their entire living +from the refuse of the bear's feast. + +The nest of the she-bear is a wonderful illustration of instinct, and a +proof of the fact that a thick wall of snow is an excellent protection +against cold. Toward the month of December the bear selects a spot at +the foot of some cliff, where she burrows in the snow, and, remaining +quiet, allows the heavy snow-storms to cover her with drifts. The warmth +of her body enlarges the hole so that she can move herself, and her +breath always keeps a small passage open in the roof of her den. Before +retiring to these winter-quarters she eats voraciously, and becomes +enormously fat, so that she is able to exist a long time without food. +In this snuggery the bear remains until some time in March, when she +breaks down the walls of her palace, and comes out to renew her +wandering life, with some little white baby bears for her companions, +which have been born during her long seclusion. + +Many funny and exciting stories are told by arctic travellers of +encounters with bears. During Dr. Kane's expedition a scouting party who +were away from the ship, and sleeping in a tent on the ice, were +awakened by a scratching in the snow outside. On looking out they saw a +huge bear reconnoitring the circuit of the tent. Their fire-arms were +stacked on the sledge a short distance off, as had they been kept inside +the tent, the frost from the men's breath would have clogged them and +rendered them useless. There was nothing to be done but to keep quiet, +and hope his bearship would go away. But the bear was bent on discovery, +and his big head soon appeared through the fold of the tent. Volleys of +lucifer matches and burning newspapers which were thrown at him did not +disturb him in the least, and he quietly proceeded to make his supper +upon the carcass of a seal. One of the men then cut a hole in the rear +of the tent, and crawling cautiously out, was able to reach the guns, +and soon sent a bullet through the body of the huge beast. + +[Illustration: SLAIN IN DEFENSE OF HER YOUNG.] + +The mother bear's affection for her little ones is so strong that she +will lose her life defending them. Two arctic huntsmen once saw a bear +taking a promenade on an ice island with two little cubs. Chase was +given at once, but the bear did not perceive the hunters until they were +within five hundred yards of her. She then stood up on her hind-legs +like a dancing bear, gave one good look at her pursuers, and started to +run at full speed over the smooth ice, her cubs close at her heels. She +had the advantage of the hunters, as the feet of the polar bear are +thickly covered with long hair--nature's wise provision to keep the +animal from slipping; but the ice soon broke up into a vast expanse of +slush, and here the little cubs stuck fast. The faithful mother seized +first one and then the other, but proceeded with so much difficulty that +the hunters were soon near enough to fire at her. The little ones clung +to their mother's dead body, and it was with great difficulty that the +hunters succeeded in dragging them to the camp, where they stoutly +resisted all friendly advances, and bit and struggled, and roared as +loud as they could. + +Bears often annoy arctic travellers by breaking open the caches, or +store-houses, left along the line of march for return supplies. Dr. Kane +relates that he found one of his caches, which had been built with heavy +rocks laid together with extreme care, entirely destroyed, the bears +apparently having had a grand frolic, rolling about the bread barrels, +playing foot-ball with the heavy iron cases of pemmican, and even +gnawing to shreds the American flag which surmounted the cache. + +Roast bear meat is very palatable and welcome food to travellers in the +dreary frozen arctic regions, and at the cry of "Nannook! nannook!" ("A +bear! a bear!") from the Esquimaux guides, both men and dogs start in +eager pursuit. The bear being white like the snow, it often escapes +detection, and Dr. Kane mentions approaching what he thought was a heap +of somewhat dingy snow, when he was startled by a "menagerie roar," +which sent him running toward the ship, throwing back his mittens, one +at a time, to divert the bear's attention. + +Polar bears are sometimes found upon floating ice-cakes a hundred miles +from land, having been caught during some sudden break up of the vast +ice-fields of arctic seas, and every year a dozen or more come drifting +down to the northern shores of Iceland, where, ravenous after their long +voyage, they fall furiously upon the herds. Their life on shore, +however, is very brief, as the inhabitants rise in arms and speedily +dispatch them. + + + + +A NORSK STORY. + + +On one of the _fjords_, or bays, which so deeply indent the coast of +Norway lived two lads, sons of well-to-do farmers, who, besides their +fields of rye and wheat, their _marks_, or pasture fields, and their +_säters_, or hay-making fields, farther away, had also an interest in +the fisheries for which Norway is so famous. The salmon, the herring, +and the cod are all caught in great numbers; so also is the shark, and +used for its oil, which passes for cod-liver oil. + +The fathers of Lars and Klaus were, however, peasants. They worked on +their farms, and above their green pastures rose lofty mountains clad in +fir-trees, dusky pines, mottled beeches, and silver birches. Klaus and +Lars explored together the recesses of these mountains; together they +hunted for bears; together they sailed over the blue waters of the +_fjord_, in and out of the swift currents, and on and up into the +streams fed by the great ice _fjelds_. They were always together. If any +one wanted Klaus, he asked where Lars had gone; and if one had seen +Lars, he knew Klaus would soon follow. It was their delight to see which +could excel the other in the management of their fishing _jagts_, those +square-sailed slow craft, and for days they would cruise about the +haunts of the eider-duck--not to kill it, for that is forbidden, the +bird being too valuable, but to filch from the sides of its nest the +lovely down which the birds pluck from their own breasts. + +They went to school, too, in the winter, and both were confirmed by the +village pastor as soon as they had been well prepared for that solemn +rite, which is of so much social as well as religious importance in +their country. + +In the short hot summer they helped the fishermen split the cod and +spread them on the rocks to dry, or they made lemming traps and sought +to see how many of the hated vermin they could capture. + +In short, their life was active, hardy, and full of keen enjoyment; they +were good-natured, and did not quarrel. Both were tall, finely grown as +to muscle, but they would have been handsomer had they eaten less salt +fish and more beef. + +In a quaint little house at the foot of the mountains, near where +tumbled in snowy foam a beautiful _foss_, lived an old woman and her +grandchild Ilda. They were really tenants of Klaus's father; and in +their wanderings the boys often stopped for a glass of milk or a slice +of _fladbröd_ (oat-cake), which the old woman was glad to give them. +Ilda, too, in her red bodice and white chemisette, and her pretty, shy +ways, was almost as attractive as the birds or beasts they were seeking. +Neither the old woman nor Ilda often left their cottage, and so the boys +were the more welcome for the news they carried. + +They were able to give them the latest bit of gossip--how many men were +off on the herring catch; if any strangers had come through the town in +their _carrioles_ on their way to the noted and beautiful Voring Foss +and Skjaeggedal Foss (two water-falls of great renown); or who had the +American fever, and were going to emigrate. Or they talked about the +ducks and geese of which Ilda was so proud, and of the pigeons which +Klaus had given her when they were wild, but which had grown tame and +lovable under her gentle care. Then the old woman related in turn many a +legend and fable, tales of the saintly King Olaf, or the doings of Odin +and Thor. + +Thus the days glided by, and the boys became men, and still they were +together in their work as they had been in their play. In the rye fields +and the potato patches they toiled side by side, and in the last nights +of summer--the three August nights which they call iron nights, because +of the frosts which sometimes come and blight all the wheat crop--they +watched and waited, hoping for the good luck which did not always come +to them; for the soil is a hard one to cultivate, and many are the +trials which farmers have to meet in that bleak land. Soon after they +became of age they were called upon to share the grief of their friend +Ilda, whose grandmother died. After this they did not go so often to the +cottage. One bright evening, however, as Lars was on his way up the +mountain, he saw Klaus emerging from the little door beneath the shed of +which they had so often sat. As they met, Klaus turned his face away, +remarking, however, upon the beauty of the evening. Lars thought his +friend's manner somewhat strange, and asked him if Ilda was well. Klaus +said she was quite well--was he going to see her? + +"Yes," said Lars. "I have some fresh currants from our garden, the only +fruit which will grow in it, and I thought perhaps she might care for +them, poor little thing. She is so lonely now!" + +Klaus turned off down the road, whistling, while Lars went into the +cottage. To his surprise he found Ilda crying, but supposing that the +sight of Klaus had revived recollections which were painful, some sad +thoughts of her grandmother, he tried to soothe her. She shook her head +mournfully at his kind words, and told him that she had just done a +cruel thing, that Klaus had asked her to be his wife, and she had said +no to him. This came upon Lars very much like a thunder-bolt, for he had +no idea that Klaus had any such wish; and much as he pitied his friend, +he was not entirely sorry that Ilda had said no. So he asked her why she +had refused to be Klaus's wife, when, with much embarrassment, she told +him that she cared more for some one else. + +Lars did not urge her to say any more, but leaving his currants, he +followed Klaus down the mountain. + +A few days after this, to the surprise of every one, Klaus bade his +friends good-by, and took passage on the little steamer to +Christiansand, from whence he would cross the Skagerrack, and sailing +down the coast of Denmark, past Holland and Belgium, through the English +Channel, he would be on the broad Atlantic, which was to bear him to a +new home in the far western land. + +Lars was not merely surprised, he was stunned, and thought his friend +almost an enemy to go in that manner without consulting him, without +even asking his advice or company. They had never before been separated. +He could not understand it; and when Klaus bade him good-by he looked +into his face as if to seek the reason for this strange conduct, but +Klaus gave him no chance to ask it. He simply grasped his hand in +silence, giving it a close clasp, and then he was off. + +Days, weeks, months, went by, and no one heard from Klaus; at last his +mother had a letter from him. He wrote cheerfully; said he liked +America, but that he could not make up his mind to go far away to the +prairies, where he could never see the blue ocean or the white gulls, or +hear the splash of oars. + +Meanwhile Lars was very unhappy. Everything seemed to go wrong with +him--the crops failed, his share in the fisheries was small, and his +father was hard and close with him. He missed his friend sadly; he cared +no longer to do the daring things they had attempted together. He had +never been to see Ilda since the day she had told him that she did not +love his friend Klaus. As the spring advanced into summer, he met her +one day in the pine woods near her cottage, and she looked so pleased to +see him that he was tempted to tell her of all his troubles, especially +of how disappointed and hurt he was by the departure of Klaus; and this +reminded him of what she had told him about caring for some one else; +but when he asked her who it was, to, his great happiness she told him +that he, Lars, was the one, and that was the reason why Klaus had gone +away. Then, for the first time, he saw how generously his friend had +acted; he had gone away that he might not interfere with his friend, for +Klaus had found out that Ilda loved Lars. So in due time they were +married in the simple fashion of the Norwegian people. But the crops +were not more nourishing; and work as hard as he would, Lars could not +do as well for himself as he would have liked. So he took all his money +and bought a bigger jagt, and carried klip (or split) fish to the south, +from whence they would be sent to Spain. + +This separated him from Ilda and the little yellow-haired Hanne, his +child; and his voyages were not very prosperous, so at last they +determined to do as did the Norsemen and Vikings of old, set sail for +the land of the setting sun. + +It was hard to give up Norway, but Ilda was willing to do that which was +for the best, and quietly filled the big boxes and chests with the linen +she had spun herself, and made stout flannel clothes for little Hanne, +and said "good-by" to every one she knew, and then they got off as fast +as the slow jagt would carry them: off, out of the beautiful fjord with +its green banks and snowy-topped mountains, away from the rocks and +fjelds so dear to them, on to the broad, the mighty ocean. + +They sailed and sailed for many a day, and Ilda knit while the little +lassie, Hanne, played at her feet, and Lars smoked his pipe, and talked +of the glorious land of liberty and fertile fields which they were +approaching. + +They had pleasant weather for a long while, and it did seem as if the +kind words, the _lycksame resa_, or lucky journey, which their friends +had wished them, was really to be experienced. Little Hannchen was a +merry, bright little companion, and made all the rough sailors love her. +Her evening meal was milk and fladbröd, and she always threw some over +the ship's side for the "poor hungry fishes," while she prattled in +Norsk to the sailors, who were mostly Swedes and Finns. But whether they +understood her or not, they liked to watch her blue eyes sparkle, and +her yellow hair fly out like freshly spun flax, as she merrily danced +about the slow old jagt; and they called her "Heldig Hanne," or "happy +Hanne." But they were now approaching land, and fogs set in which were +more to be dreaded than high winds, and the helmsman looked anxious, and +Lars could not sleep. The atmosphere seemed to get thicker and thicker, +and where they could for a while see the faint yellow twinkle of the +stars all was now an opaque film. + +One night as Ilda was singing a little song to Hanne a great crash came, +a terrible thump, and then a queer grating sound. All had been still on +deck, but now came hoarse shouts and cries, and Lars rushed down to the +cabin, saying, "We are on the rocks! we are lost, Ilda!" + +Ilda clasped little Hanne still closer as she said, tremulously, "Is it +true, Lars? is there no way of escape? are we so near land?" + +"Yes; come up on deck. The ship is already settling. We must try to get +you and the child off in one of the boats." + +"Not without you, Lars; we will not move an inch without you." + +"See," he replied, as he helped her up the steps, "the gulls are flying +over our heads: land must be near." + +It was horribly true that the vessel was thumping and bumping on the +rocks; the surf was roaring, and it seemed impossible for a boat to be +launched. The sailors were making ready to cast themselves into the sea. +Some were cursing, others praying, and others tying and lashing +themselves to spars which they had taken from their fastenings. Two of +them came up to Lars. + +"Sir, for the sake of the child there, we will swim, if we can, to the +shore, and get help." + +"It would be useless," said Lars. + +"Oh no," said Ilda; "let them try. They are brave. Perhaps they will +succeed." + +They nodded, and went off, Lars looking after them hopelessly as he +muttered: "I might have known this; it is just my luck. Oh, Ilda! Ilda! +why did I bring you with me?--and poor little Hanne!" + +The child clung to her mother, her blue eyes dilated with fear, and her +little hands about her mother's neck. + +"Hush, Lars," said Ilda; "where thou art, there I would be, and so would +Hannchen. God is yet able to save us." + +The moments seemed like days; presently the vessel gave a great lurch to +one side, and Lars had just time to tie Ilda to him as the waves broke +over the jagt. + +[Illustration: "SAVED AT LAST!"] + +"Farväl!" was all he said to her, as they were plunged into the water; +but as he saw the waves closing about them, he heard a cry from the +sailors--a cry of joy, of welcome--and he felt a strong hand reached out +to him, and a coil of rope flung about them. He had his arm under the +fainting Ilda, but surely he had seen the face of the brave fellow who +took Hanne in his arms from Ilda's clasp. He could not think; he only +knew that they were saved at last--that a dozen strong men, some on +land, some in the water, were dragging them to shore. + + * * * * * + +Ah! what rest and peace and thankfulness after a night like that! and +with what strange and solemn emotions did Lars and Ilda look about them +when they discovered that the house they were in belonged to the one who +had carried their little Hanne in his arms from the ocean, and was none +other than their old friend Klaus. Klaus the fisherman, Klaus the +sailor, as he was known on that shore. The same Klaus, merry and brave, +with a house of his own and a wife of his own, ready to share all he +possessed with Lars, if Lars would only stay and settle near him. The +jagt had gone down with all Lars's worldly goods; but Ilda was safe and +Hanne was safe, and with so good a friend as Klaus, surely Lars could +begin the world anew. And so he staid; and the tide turned, and fair +weather prevailed. + + + + +CADDY'S CLOCK PARTY. + + +The great hall clock was not asked to the party, but it was there, all +the same. It was Milly Holland's birthday party. Milly was just fourteen +years old, and most of the boys and girls near her own age whom she knew +had been invited, and among them little Caddy Podkins, too little and +young to care for at all, Milly thought; but kind Mrs. Holland had asked +Caddy, because she was the only child of her nearest neighbor, and used +to sit for hours in the bay-window across the way as if she did not have +anything to amuse her. + +The Hollands lived in a large, handsome house, and to-day it was +pleasanter than usual, there were so many flowers about the rooms, and +pretty moss baskets, and vines twisted around the chandeliers. + +At half past five, the hour set for the party to begin, Milly's guests +began to come; and Milly herself, in a soft white merino dress, came +down the wide stairs to the polished oaken landing, and received them as +they came up the lower steps from the big hall doors. There were nearly +fifty boys and girls--more girls than boys--and as the party would be +over at ten o'clock, they wisely lost no time, and came almost all at +once. It made a pretty sight as they shook back their wrappings from +their gay dresses, and crowded around Milly. It was as if a good-natured +giant had spilled a huge basket of red and white rose-buds over the +oaken landing and stairs, up which the children followed Milly to the +dressing-room and the parlors, where the fires glowed in the cheerful +grates, and the lamps in beautiful tinted globes made a brightness that +seemed to the children more wonderful than day. + +Now it is not so much about Milly's party as about one little girl who +was in it that I am going to tell you; because parties are very +commonplace things, and little girls, at least some little girls, are +not. + +When the party had been going on for a long time, and the children were +being taken in to supper--and a very nice supper, too, with plenty of +milk, white bread, and sparkling jellies--one of the largest girls +stopped with Milly Holland for a moment where the staircase turned and +looked down upon the oaken landing. There stood the tall, old-fashioned +clock, looking very old and rather proud in its rich dark case, and +against it leaned a very little girl, not more than eight years old, +with a good deal of brown hair, and big gray eyes. Her folded hands and +her little cheek were pressed against the edge of the clock case. The +hall lamp from the bracket overhead shone on her hair and her crumpled +dress, and left her face in the shadow. + +"Who's that?" asked the other girl of Milly. + +"What! don't you know Caddy Podkins?" said Milly. "The idea of mother +asking such a baby as _that_ to _my_ party!" + +Then the two girls went to supper. The supper-room was farther from the +landing than the parlors, and when the door had closed, the hall became +quite still. All at once Caddy thought the clock ticked louder than she +had ever heard a clock tick in all her life before. And she was quite +right, for the clock was trying to speak to Caddy, and except just to +state, without a single needless-word, the hour, this clock had never +tried to speak before. But the clock liked Caddy very much. It had seen +that Caddy was very bashful, and that the other children took hardly any +notice of her, or any care for her pleasure, and it liked the feeling of +Caddy's little cheek and warm hands upon its side. + +Now Caddy had a little invisible key. It was finer than refined gold, +and stronger than adamant (which is the very hardest kind of stone +there is, you know), and there was not a lock--no, not even the lock +of the tongue of a clock--which could help opening to Caddy's little +key. Caddy herself knew nothing about this key, not even its long +name--_Im-ag-i-na-tion_. But the key did not need to have Caddy +know; it staid in a little pearl of a room full of the brightest +thoughts of Caddy's mind, and whenever these thoughts began to stir +about and say, "I wonder," away the little key would fly, and open some +new delightful secret to Caddy. There are thousands and thousands of +children who have keys of this sort; but, oh! there's such a difference +in the keys and in the secrets that they find! Caddy's key was one of +the very best, and even while she was noticing that the clock ticked so +loud, her little key had turned itself in the very centre of the wheels, +and the clock whispered, close in her ear, "Caddy, little Caddy, shall +I--tick-a-tock--talk to you?" + +Caddy was not at all surprised or bashful with the clock, but asked, +quickly, "Were you ever at a party?" + +"Hundreds of them," said the clock. "Tiresome things, parties are." + +"Guess you don't get any supper, perhaps," said Caddy, with a queer +little smile. + +"Guess _you_ are hungry, perhaps," laughed the clock, with a dozen +little sharp ticks all together. "Now, you dear little Caddy, I'm a +clock of a very good family. As far back as I can remember--and that's a +very long time--there has never been a clock in my family which did not +keep perfect time, and tell the truth exactly to a second every time it +spoke, and I know how a little girl who is invited to a party ought to +be treated, so I invite you now, Caddy Podkins, to _my_ party." + +"What! a really, truly clock party?" exclaimed Caddy, and in the same +moment the big clock had swung its long pendulum wire around her waist, +and lifted Caddy as if she were a feather, whirled her so fast that +Caddy saw nothing at all, and then set her down very gently in a room +whose floor was shaped like the flat side of a wheel, and the edges of +the floor were notched just like the edges of the wheels in a clock. The +walls of the room were like brass that has been rubbed very bright, and +were covered with net-work of fine curling wire. In the middle of the +room was a long table, set with wheel-shaped plates, which were heaped +with large sweet raisins and nut meats, fresh flaky biscuits, and there +were the most delicious fruits, so ripe you could see through to the +seeds and stones in their cores. Over the table hung a chandelier, +shaped like a pendulum, which gave a soft yellow light. The big clock +stood at the head of the table, tapping her forehead with her long +minute-finger. She smiled at Caddy's wonder, and ticked out, merrily, + + "Well, Caddy, Caddy, Caddy, + Tick-a-tock-tick-tock! + How's this for a clock? + Ha! ha! It's not so bad--eh?" + +[Illustration: CADDY LEANED AGAINST HER TALL FRIEND.] + +Caddy leaned against her tall friend, and asked, very comfortably, "Are +your little clocks coming?" + +At this question the old clock ticked slowly off on her minute-finger, + + "Inty-minty-cuty-corn, + Ap-ple seeds and ap-ple thorn, + Wire bri-er, lim-ber lock, + Three wheels in a clock!" + +At that last word suddenly the curling wires all over the walls gave out +a curious tinkling, and letting themselves swiftly down in long slender +spirals, like the dandelion curls you make in the spring, each set a +tiny little clock on the floor. Then all the wires snapped back to their +places on the wall. There were as many as fifty of these little clocks, +beautifully made, and no two of them alike, though they all had little +brass hands reaching out of the sides of their cases, and they all had +little brass feet, on which they hopped about nimbly, and they all +ticked together in the funniest way. + + "Tick-a-tock-tarty, + It's Caddy's party," + +said the old clock, and the little clocks instantly made a circle around +Caddy, and each bent one knee and slid back one little brass foot in the +most polite courtesy to Caddy. One of the oldest of the little clocks +then hopped off to a tiny wire harp that stood in a corner, and began to +play a sweet lively waltz with her queer brass fingers. The rest of the +clocks came one after another and led Caddy out and waltzed with her. +Caddy had never danced so much in all her life, and had never liked it +half so well. + + "Tick-a-tock, stop feet, + Little Caddy must eat," + +said the old clock. And, oh! what a supper that was to hungry, happy +little Caddy! and how happy the little clocks were to have such a good +little girl as Caddy with them! They gave her the best of everything +upon the table, and waited to see that she had all she wished before +they even thought of eating for themselves. They told her all sorts of +droll stories, and one little clock astonished Caddy very much by +opening her little silver tunic and showing Caddy--who had not quite +believed it before--that the little wheels actually did eat up the juicy +fruits. "I wonder if _I_ am full of little wheels," said Caddy. Then +Caddy's little key sighed, for it was just the least bit tired, and +Caddy's "I wonder" meant work for the key. But the old clock suddenly +exclaimed, + + "Tick-a-tock, 'most ten, + Little Caddy, come again." + +"Caddy! Caddy Podkins!" said Mrs. Holland, in great surprise. The +children were putting on their things in the dressing-room up stairs, +and Mrs. Holland had just noticed that Caddy was not with them, and +coming hastily down stairs, saw Caddy, just as we did, leaning against +the tall old clock. "My poor little dear, why, how cold you are! Have +you been asleep? Milly ought to have taken care of you. I'm afraid you +have not had a good time." + +"I've had a clock party," said Caddy, rubbing her eyes, while Mrs. +Holland tied on her hood, "and I'm to come again." + + + + +[Illustration] + +FAIR PLAY. + + + Dear little May sat grieving alone, + With a pout on her lip and a tear in her eye, + Till kind old grandmamma chanced to pass, + And soon discovered the reason why. + "The children are planning a fair," sobbed she, + "And 'cause I'm so little, they won't--have--me!" + + So grandmamma thought of a beautiful plan, + And whispered a secret in little May's ear-- + Something which brought out the dimples and smiles, + And scattered with sunshine the pitiful tear. + Then off to grandmamma's room they went, + On something important very intent. + + Well, the fair came off on a certain day, + And what do you think was the first thing sold? + A beautiful pair of worsted reins, + All knit in scarlet and green and gold. + The "big girls" wondered how came they there-- + "The prettiest thing in the children's fair!" + + Then out stepped May, with her cheeks so red: + "You said there was nothing that _I_ could do, + 'Cause I was little; but _I_ made those, + And now, I guess, I'm as big as you!" + So little May at the fair that day + Was the reigning queen, it is fair to say. + + * * * * * + +=The White Pebble Pit.=--It has frequently happened that miners have +discovered curious traces of former workings, hundreds of years ago, and +tools have been found which belonged to the ancient miners, and many +other relics. + +A singular discovery was made, a few years since, by some workmen +engaged in the Spanish silver mine known as the White Pebble Pit. Whilst +digging their subterranean passages they suddenly found a series of +apartments, in which were a quantity of mining tools, left there from a +very remote period, but still in such good preservation that there were +hatchets, and sieves for sifting the ore, a smelting furnace, and two +anvils, which proved that the earliest miners had great experience in +their operations. + +In one of the caverns there was a round building, with niches, in which +were three statues, one sitting down, and half the size of life; the +other two were in a standing position, and about three feet in height. +This building is supposed to have been the temple of the god who was +believed, in pagan times, to preside over mines. Several objects of art, +and some remarkable instruments, were also found, which have led +scientific persons to think that the workings might have been made by +the Phoenicians, the people who, as is well known, were, in the time +of Solomon, famous for their manufacturing and commercial genius. + +In 1854 a discovery was also made by some miners excavating on the other +side of the mountain on which the White Pebble Pit is situated; this was +a fine figure of the heathen god Hercules, which was found in an old +working. + +In digging for copper on the shores of Lake Superior, in this country, +the miners have made many similar discoveries, showing that the mines +were worked ages ago. + + + + +[Illustration] + +GRASS-FISH (NEMICHLHYS). + + +The curious fishes with the tremendous name, the last part of which +means snipe-billed, are very long and defenseless, and are invariably +found among the leaves of a long sea-grass, which very nearly resembles +them in form and color. Their head is quite long, and they always seem +to stand on it, and when a hungry fish comes along, he would have to +look long and well to tell which was the grass and which the fish. These +grass-fish well earn their right to be called "mimics." These strange +features in such low animals teach an interesting lesson: they show more +strongly the wise governing of the great Maker, and correct the +mistake, often thoughtlessly made, that the lower animals have no +feelings, thoughts, or pleasures. If they do not show them as we do, it +is none the less true that they possess them, but in different degrees. + + * * * * * + +=Little Jack Horner.=--The origin of the nursery rhyme has been said to +be as follows: When monasteries and their property were seized, orders +were given that the title-deeds of the abbey estates of Mells, which +were very valuable, should be given up to the commissioners. The mode +chosen of sending them was in the form of a pasty to be sent as a +present from the abbot to one of the commissioners in London. Jack +Horner, a poor lad, was chosen as the messenger. Tired, he rested in as +comfortable a corner as he could on his way. Hungry, he determined to +taste the pasty he was carrying. Inserting his thumb into the pie, he +found nothing but parchment deeds. One of these he pulled out and +pocketed, as likely to be valuable. The Abbot Whiting of Mells was +executed for having withheld the missing parchment. In the Horner family +was discovered years afterward the plum that Jack had picked out, one of +the chief title-deeds of Mells abbey and lands. + + + + +[Illustration: OUR POST-OFFICE BOX.] + + +Our heartiest thanks are due to our youthful readers who have sent us +pretty and gracefully written New-Year's wishes from all parts of the +United States. We would like to print every one of these welcome +letters, but they are so numerous it would be impossible. Our young +friends, however, may be sure that whether we print them or simply +acknowledge them, they are alike pleasing and gratifying to us. + + * * * * * + +Robie Lozier (eleven years) writes that he punches a hole in his _Young +People_, and ties the numbers together with a ribbon, adding the new +numbers as fast as they come. This is an excellent suggestion, as it +preserves the numbers from getting scattered and lost. + + * * * * * + + SOUTH EVANSTON, ILLINOIS. + + I have a little canary-bird. He is quite young, but is a beautiful + singer, and almost always when he sings he says, "Pretty, pretty," + so plain you could not mistake it. He is also very tame, and when I + let him out of his cage he comes and stands on my shoulder, and + hops around me. If I put my finger in his cage, he gets very cross, + and waves his wings and pecks at me, and makes a queer noise as if + he were scolding. + + EFFIE T. (twelve years). + + * * * * * + + I am a little girl nine years old, and I live in Southbridge, + Massachusetts. I see that one little girl has written about her pet + pigeon. I have a pet squirrel. He is so tame he will run all over + me. Last summer we let him run out in the front yard, and papa put + him in a tree, but he would not climb it. Papa has subscribed for + _Young People_ for me. I like it very much, and look forward with + pleasure to the time for it to come. Thank you for making it + larger; it is just nice. + + JOSIE S. E. + + * * * * * + + FORT WAYNE, INDIANA. + + I received _Young People_ for Christmas, and like the stories very + much. I like "Photogen and Nycteris" so much that I can hardly wait + till the next number comes. The engravings are very nice. I think + that there was never a paper so interesting. I thank you for the + "Wiggles" and other games. Happy New-Year. + + WALTER C. + + * * * * * + + ROCHESTER, PENNSYLVANIA. + + I am ten years old. I like _Young People_ the best of any paper I + ever saw. It is the first paper my papa has ever taken for me. He + takes the _Weekly_. I think the _Young People_ is just the right + size for binding, and I am going to have it bound at the end of the + year. + + BERTIE SHALLENBERGER. + + * * * * * + + I am very much interested in your paper. I am going to save up my + money to take it. I am nine years old. I have a pony named Coby. I + enjoy him very much. He is a Texas pony. I live in Richmond, + Kentucky, where the grass is so blue. + + BIJUR WHITE. + + * * * * * + +Letters are acknowledged from Maude J. W., Dayton, Washington Territory; +Dannie Bullard, Schuylerville, New York; Lurean C., Mazomanie, +Wisconsin; Fred E. B., Cambridge, Massachusetts; Harry R., Winona, +Minnesota; H. W. Singer, Cincinnati, Ohio; Minnie W. 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But the main point which gives +them their highest flavor is the experience of naval warfare during our +late civil conflict.--_Observer_, N. Y. + + * * * * * + +Published by HARPER & BROTHERS, N. Y. + +_Sent by mail, postage prepaid, to any part of the United States, on +receipt of the price._ + + + + +A BOOK FOR EVERYBODY. + + * * * * * + +Ninth Edition now Ready. + + * * * * * + +=HOW TO GET STRONG, AND HOW TO STAY SO.= By WILLIAM BLAIKIE. With +Illustrations. 16mo, Cloth, $1.00. + + * * * * * + +Your book is timely. Its large circulation cannot fail to be of great +public benefit.--Rev. HENRY WARD BEECHER. + +It is a book of extraordinary merit in matter and style, and does you +great credit as a thinker and writer.--Hon. CALVIN E. PRATT, _of the New +York Supreme Bench_. + +A capital little treatise. It is the very book for ministers to +study.--Rev. THEODORE L. CUYLER, D.D., _in New York Evangelist_. + +It is unquestionably one of the most practical and useful books on this +topic which have ever been published in this country.--_N. Y. Evening +Express._ + +We know of no man in America more capable of writing such a book, or who +has a better right to do so.--_Rutland Daily Herald and Globe._ + +It will pay any person--whether a farmer or lawyer, laborer or idler, +school-girl or housewife--to buy and read it, and follow its +teachings.--_Springfield Union._ + +A veritable treasury of muscular common-sense.--_Charleston News and +Courier._ + + * * * * * + +Published by HARPER & BROTHERS, New York. + +_Sent by mail, postage prepaid, to any part of the United States, on +receipt of the price._ + + + + +[Illustration] + +ART MANUFACTURES. + + +A great many things can be made out of other things. A very fair turkey +can be made out of a horse-chestnut, or even a common chestnut. + +Look at Fig. 1 in the above picture: there you have the turkey complete. +I will tell you how I made him. I first took a nice round chestnut, and +stuck into it a bent pin to represent the neck; then I stuck in two +other pins to represent the legs; then I took a piece of putty (dough, +or bread worked up to the consistence of dough, will do), and made a +stand into which I stuck the legs. He then looked as he is represented +in Fig. 2. I then took a small piece of putty, and modelled on to the +bent pin the head and neck of the turkey. After this I drew with pen and +ink on thick paper, and cut with a pair of scissors, a thing like Fig. +3, and two things like Fig. 4; these were the tail and wings. I fastened +them in their proper places with thick gum (short pins will do). Then +with some red paint I painted the head and feet of the bird, and I had a +very excellent turkey, but I felt thankful that I need not eat it for my +dinner. + +Figs. 5 and 6 show how a walnut shell may be changed into a turtle +shell. Fig. 5 is the walnut shell, and Fig. 6 is the turtle; and I would +not give a fig for the boy who, with a pen and ink and a little putty +(dough will do), is not smart enough to make it. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Johnny and Mary drive out in the Park, + And doubtless are having no end of a lark; + She holds Baby Rose with a motherly air, + And he handles his spirited horse with great care. + + * * * * * + +=Spiders that Kill Birds.=--Everybody knows that spiders catch flies and +other insects; but that some of them kill little birds may not be so +generally known. A traveller in Brazil tells us that he caught one of +them in the very act, while going through a forest in the Amazons. The +spider was a hairy fellow, with a body two inches long, and eight legs +measuring seven inches each, from end to end. The writer describing the +incident says: "I was attracted by a movement of the monster on a tree +trunk; it was close beneath a deep crevice in the tree, across which was +stretched a dense white web. The lower part of the web was broken, and +two small birds, finches, were entangled in the pieces. One of them was +quite dead, and the other nearly so. I drove away the monster, and took +the birds, but the second one soon died. The fact of species of Mygale, +to which genus this spider belongs, sallying forth at night, mounting +trees, and sucking the eggs and young of hummingbirds, has been recorded +long ago by Madame Merian and Palisot de Beauvois; but, in the absence +of any confirmation, it has come to be discredited. From the way the +fact has been related it would appear that it had been merely derived +from the report of natives, and had not been witnessed by the narrators. +The Mygales are quite common insects: some species make their cells +under stones, others form artistical tunnels in the earth, and some +build their dens in the thatch of houses. The natives call them Aranhas +carangueijeiras, or crab-spiders. The hairs with which they are clothed +come off when touched, and cause a peculiar and almost maddening +irritation. The first specimen that I killed and prepared was handled +incautiously, and I suffered terribly for three days afterward. I think +this is not owing to any poisonous quality residing in the hairs, but to +their being short and hard, and thus getting into the fine creases of +the skin. Some Mygales are of immense size. One day I saw the children +belonging to an Indian family with one of these monsters secured by a +cord round its waist, by which they were leading it about the house as +they would a dog." + + + + +[Illustration] + +GETTING A HITCH. + +Cut, cut behind! 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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, January 20, 1880 + An Illustrated Weekly + +Author: Various + +Release Date: March 11, 2009 [EBook #28313] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, JAN 20, 1880 *** + + + + +Produced by Annie McGuire + + + + + +</pre> + + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary=""> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#OUR_OWN_STAR"><b>OUR OWN STAR.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#BABYS_EYES"><b>BABY'S EYES.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#LADY_PRIMROSE"><b>LADY PRIMROSE.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#JOE_AND_BLINKY"><b>JOE AND BLINKY.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#A_SAIL_ON_THE_NILE"><b>A SAIL ON THE NILE.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THE_WHITE_BEAR_OF_THE_ARCTIC_REGIONS"><b>THE WHITE BEAR OF THE ARCTIC REGIONS.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#A_NORSK_STORY"><b>A NORSK STORY.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#CADDYS_CLOCK_PARTY"><b>CADDY'S CLOCK PARTY.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#FAIR_PLAY"><b>FAIR PLAY.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#GRASS-FISH_NEMICHLHYS"><b>GRASS-FISH (NEMICHLHYS).</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#OUR_POST_OFFICE_BOX"><b>OUR POST-OFFICE BOX</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#ART_MANUFACTURES"><b>ART MANUFACTURES.</b></a></td></tr> +</table></div> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_121" id="Page_121">[Pg 121]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 1000px;"> +<img src="images/scan001.jpg" width="1000" height="388" 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>. 12.</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, January 20, 1880.</td><td align='center'>Copyright, 1880, 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%;' /> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 511px;"> +<img src="images/scan002.jpg" width="511" height="600" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Poor pussy comes at break of day,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">And wakes me up to make me play;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">But I am such a sleepy head,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">That I'd much rather stay in bed!</span><br /> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_122" id="Page_122">[Pg 122]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="OUR_OWN_STAR" id="OUR_OWN_STAR"></a>OUR OWN STAR.</h2> + +<p>"As we have already," began the Professor, "had a talk about the stars +in general, let us this morning give a little attention to our own +particular star."</p> + +<p>"Is there a star that we can call our own?" asked May, with unusual +animation. "How nice! I wonder if it can be the one I saw from our front +window last evening, that looked so bright and beautiful?"</p> + +<p>"I am sure it was not," said the Professor, "if you saw it in the +evening."</p> + +<p>"Is it hard to see our star, then?" she said.</p> + +<p>"By no means," replied the Professor; "rather it is hard not to see it. +But you must be careful about looking directly at it, or your eyes will +be badly dazzled, it is so very bright. Our star is no other than the +sun. And we are right in calling it a star, because all the stars are +suns, and very likely give light and heat to worlds as large as our +earth, though they are all so far off that we can not see them. Our star +seems so much brighter and hotter than the others, only because it is so +much nearer to us than they are, though still it is some ninety-two +millions of miles away."</p> + +<p>"How big is the sun?" asked Joe.</p> + +<p>"You can get the clearest idea of its size by a comparison. The earth is +7920 miles in diameter, that is, as measured right through the centre. +Now suppose it to be only one inch, or about as large as a plum or a +half-grown peach; then we would have to regard the sun as three yards in +diameter, so that if it were in this room it would reach from the floor +to the ceiling."</p> + +<p>"How do they find out the distance of the sun?" asked Joe.</p> + +<p>"Until lately," replied the Professor, "the same method was pursued as +in surveying, that is, by measuring lines and angles. An angle, you +know, is the corner made by two lines coming together, as in the letter +V. But that method did not answer very well, as it did not make the +distance certain within several millions of miles. Quite recently +Professor Newcomb has found out a way of measuring the sun's distance by +the velocity of its light. He has invented a means of learning exactly +how fast light moves; and then, by comparing this with the time light +takes to come from the sun to us, he is able to tell how far off the sun +is. Thus, if a man knows how many miles he walks in an hour, and how +many hours it takes him to walk to a certain place, he can very easily +figure up the number of miles it is away."</p> + +<p>"Why," said Gus, "that sounds just like what Bob Stebbins said the other +day in school. He has a big silver watch that he is mighty fond of +hauling out of his pocket before everybody. A caterpillar came crawling +through the door, and went right toward the teacher's desk at the other +end of the room. 'Now,' said Bob, 'if that fellow will only keep +straight ahead, I can tell how long the room is.' So out came the watch, +and Bob wrote down the time and how many inches the caterpillar +travelled in a minute. But just then Sally Smith came across his track +with her long dress, and swept him to Jericho. We boys all laughed out; +Sally blushed and got angry; and the teacher kept us in after school."</p> + +<p>"Astronomers have the same kind of troubles," said the Professor. "They +incur great labor and expense to take some particular observation that +is possible only once in a number of years, and then for only a few +minutes. And after their instruments are all carefully set up, and their +calculations made, the clouds spread over the sky, and hide everything +they wish to see. People, too, are very apt to laugh at their +disappointment.</p> + +<p>"There would, however, be no science of astronomy if those who pursued +it were discouraged by common difficulties. To explain the heavenly +bodies they sometimes try to make little systems or images of the sun +and the planets; but they are never able to show the sizes and distances +correctly. If they were to begin by making the sun one inch in diameter, +then the earth would have to be three yards off, and as small as a grain +of dust; some of the planets would have to be across the street, and +others away beyond the opposite houses. So when you look at these little +solar systems, as they are called, you must remember that the sizes and +distances are all wrong.</p> + +<p>"Still, you can get from them some idea how the sun stands in the +middle, and the earth and other planets go round, and how the earth, +while going round the sun, keeps also turning itself around. You have +seen how a top, while spinning, sometimes runs round in a circle. That +is just the way our earth does. And if you imagine a candle in the +centre of the circle that the top makes, you will see why it is +sometimes day and sometimes night. When the side of the earth we are on +is turned toward the sun, we have day; and when we have spun past the +sun, night comes.</p> + +<p>"The sun seems to go past us, and people used to think it really did. +But we know now that it is as if we were in a rail-car, and the trees +and houses seemed to be rushing along, when we ourselves are the ones +that are moving. The sun and all the stars seem to move through the sky +from east to west; but it is only our earth that is turning itself the +other way, and carrying us with it."</p> + +<p>"What makes summer and winter?" asked Joe.</p> + +<p>"I think that the top will help you to understand that too. You have +noticed that when it spins it does not always stand straight up, but +often leans over to one side. So sometimes the upper part of it would be +over toward the candle, and sometimes over away from it. The earth leans +over too in this same manner; and that is the reason why we have summer +and winter. When by this leaning our part of the earth is toward the +sun, we get more heat, and have a warm season; when we are leaning away +from the sun, and are more in the shadow, the cold weather comes, and +continues until we get into a good position to be warmed up again.</p> + +<p>"A kind Providence brings this all around very regularly, and there is +no danger of our being kept so long in the cold that we would freeze to +death. Everything works like a clock that is never allowed to run down +or get out of order. In spinning, the earth carries us round twelve or +fifteen times as fast as the fastest railway train has ever yet been +made to run; and in making its circle round the sun, it moves as fast as +a shot from a gun."</p> + +<p>"Oh! oh!" exclaimed the children; and Joe asked, "Why are we not all +dashed to pieces?"</p> + +<p>"Because," said the Professor, "we do not run against anything large +enough to do any harm; and we do not realize how fast we are moving, or +that we are moving at all, because we do not pass near anything that is +standing still. You know that in riding we look at the trees and fences +by the road-side to see how rapidly we are going. The hills in the +distance do not show our speed, but seem to be following us. Unless we +look outside we can not know anything about it, excepting, perhaps, we +may guess from the noise and jostling of the vehicle. But as the earth +moves smoothly and without the least noise, we would think it stood +entirely still did not astronomers assure us of its wonderfully rapid +motion. It took them a great while to find it out. When they began to +suspect it there was a great dispute over it. Some said it moved; others +said it did not. The two parties were for a time very bitter against +each other; but now all agree in the belief of its rapid motion."</p> + +<p>"A queer thing to quarrel about, I must say," remarked Gus. "I wouldn't +have cared a straw whether it moved or not, if I could only have been +allowed to move about on it as I pleased."</p> + +<p>"I hope you are not getting uneasy, Gus," said Joe.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_123" id="Page_123">[Pg 123]</a></span></p> + +<p>"There is evident reason," observed Jack, "to suspect that his +appreciation of the marvels of science is insufficient to preserve—"</p> + +<p>"Oh, bother! Jack, don't give us your college stuff now, after the +Professor has told us so much. We like to hear him, of course. I do, for +one, a great deal better than I thought I should. But then a fellow +can't help getting tired."</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="BABYS_EYES" id="BABYS_EYES"></a>BABY'S EYES.</h2> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">When the baby's eyes are blue,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">Think we of a summer day,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Violets, and dancing rills.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">When the baby's eyes are gray,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Doves and dawn are brought to mind.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">Brown—of gentle fawns we dream,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">And ripe nuts in shady woods.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">Black—of midnight skies that gleam</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">With bright stars. But blue or gray,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">Black or brown, like flower or star,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Sweeter eyes can never be</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">To mamma than baby's are.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h4><a name="LADY_PRIMROSE" id="LADY_PRIMROSE"></a>[Begun in No. 11 of <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span>, January 13.]</h4> + +<h2>LADY PRIMROSE.</h2> + +<h3>BY FLETCHER READE.</h3> + +<h3>CHAPTER II.</h3> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">"Infinite riches in a little room."</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>The words of the wise old woman of Hollowbush were true, then. Here was +a place where gems were more abundant than flowers; and as the child +stood on the threshold gazing into the diminutive but wondrously +beautiful apartment that had opened so suddenly before her, she saw that +she was indeed in the presence-chamber of a king.</p> + +<p>The walls were of pure white marble, studded with diamonds, and from the +ceiling, which she could almost touch with her hand, hung slender +chandeliers of the same material. In each of these, instead of lamps, +were innumerable sapphires, throwing a soft blue light over all the +place. In every stone a star seemed to be burning steady and clear and +wonderfully brilliant. It was the asteria, or star sapphire, which was +alone considered worthy to light even the outer courts of the king over +a country so rich in gems as this.</p> + +<p>The child clapped her hands, and would no doubt have shouted with +delight if she had not found herself encircled by tiny men, all looking +exactly alike, and all winking and blinking at her just as the +gate-keeper had done.</p> + +<p>Before she could speak, or even clap her hands a second time, they had +entirely surrounded her, joining hands, and wheeling round and round, +singing as they went:</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">"Workers are we—one, two, three—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">And merry men all, as you see, as you see;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Deep under the ground,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Where jewels are found,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">We work, and we sing</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">While we dance in a ring.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">But a mortal has come to the caves below,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">So, merry men all, bow low, bow low,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">For our sister she'll be—one, two, three."</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>Three times did these strange and merry little people sing their song, +and three times did they whirl around the new-comer, thus introducing +themselves and welcoming her to their dominions.</p> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 361px;"> +<img src="images/scan003.jpg" width="361" height="400" alt=""I AM THE KING OF THE MINERAL WORKERS."" title="" /> +<span class="caption">"I AM THE KING OF THE MINERAL WORKERS."</span> +</div> + +<p>Then one of them, but whether the gate-keeper or another she could not +tell, stepped forward, and making a low bow, said. "I am the king of the +mineral-workers and the workers in stone. These are my people; but +because you are a mortal, we one and all bow before you."</p> + +<p>At these words all the little people bowed and waved their hands. Then +the king continued:</p> + +<p>"Henceforth you are to be known as the Princess Bébè;" and he mounted a +marble footstool that stood close by, standing on tiptoe, and placing on +the head of the new-made princess a tiny coronet of pearls. Dumb with +astonishment, the Princess Bébè listened quietly to all that was said to +her, and allowed herself to be led away by one of the little men, who +had been appointed her chamberlain.</p> + +<p>It was now getting late, and she was glad enough to be shown to her own +room, that she might think over the many wonderful things which she had +seen.</p> + +<p>But here were new wonder and new riches.</p> + +<p>Instead of being covered with a carpet, the floor was laid in squares of +jasper, the windows were of pure white crystal instead of glass, and the +curtains were made of a fine net-work of gold, caught back with a double +row of amethysts.</p> + +<p>The furniture was of gold and silver, exquisitely carved, and the quilt, +which lay in stiff folds over the bed, was a marvel of beautiful colors +that seemed to be now one thing and now another.</p> + +<p>The Princess Bébè held her breath. "It will be like going to sleep on a +rainbow," she said to herself, for the opal bed was full of changing +colors, now red, now green, and then purple and soft rose-pink, and +then, perhaps, green again. "There was never anything so beautiful as +this!" exclaimed the princess, throwing herself down; but the next +moment she was ready to cry with vexation, for there was neither warmth +nor softness in the opal bed, and she lay awake all night, alternately +shivering and crying.</p> + +<p>"I won't stay in this place another moment," she said, the next morning, +when the chamberlain knocked at her door.</p> + +<p>The chamberlain bowed, and held before her a silver cup filled with +jewels. "These are a present from the king to the Princess Bébè," he +said, holding it up for her inspection.</p> + +<p>There was first of all a diamond necklace, just what she had been +wishing for; then there were ear-rings and bracelets of lapis lazuli of +a beautiful azure color; string after string of pearls; emeralds set in +buckles for her shoes; amethysts; sapphires as blue as the sea; and last +of all a large topaz, which shone with a brilliant yellow light, as if +it had been sunshine which some one had caught and imprisoned for her.</p> + +<p>The Princess Bébè forgot for a moment her hard bed and sleepless night, +and ran to the king to thank him for his presents.</p> + +<p>"I am glad to find that you are pleased with your new home," said the +king, graciously. "Did the princess sleep well during the night?"</p> + +<p>"Oh, not at all well," she answered, forgetting her errand. "And I was +very cold, besides."</p> + +<p>"Cold? cold?" said the king, sharply. "We must see to that."</p> + +<p>Turning to one of his attendants, who held a crystal cup on which were +engraved the arms of the royal family, he took from it a stone of a dark +orange color, and said,</p> + +<p>"This is a jacinth, my dear princess. Whenever you are cold, you have +only to rub your hands against it, and you will feel a delicious sense +of warmth stealing through your limbs."</p> + +<p>The princess rubbed her hands against the smooth stone as the king +suggested; but she almost immediately threw it away again, crying out +with pain.</p> + +<p>"Oh, I don't like it at all," she exclaimed. "It pricks and hurts."</p> + +<p>"It is nothing but the electricity," answered the king. "You will soon +get accustomed to it, and I have no doubt will be quite fond of your +electrical stove."</p> + +<p>"I don't want to get accustomed to it," answered the princess. "I want +to go home."</p> + +<p>Then the king's face grew dark, and his pale blue eyes<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_124" id="Page_124">[Pg 124]</a></span> winked and +blinked until they shone like two blazing lights.</p> + +<p>"No one comes into our country to go away again," he said at length. +"You are the Princess Bébè, adopted daughter of the king of the +mineral-workers and the workers in stone, and with him you must stay for +the rest of your life."</p> + +<p>In spite of her diamond necklace, the princess was actually crying, +although it is almost past belief that any one with a diamond necklace +could cry; but the merry little mineral-workers, seeing the tears in her +eyes, crowded around her, and tried their best to comfort her.</p> + +<p>"Come into the garden," said one; and "Come to the gold chests," said +another, "and see the diamonds."</p> + +<p>"Diamonds!" exclaimed the princess, angrily and ungratefully: "I hate +the very sight of them. But I would like to see the garden," she added, +more gently.</p> + +<p>Aleck, the gate-keeper, offered to act as escort, and the princess dried +her eyes. He at least was her friend, she thought; and on the way to the +garden, being very hungry, she ventured to ask him when they were to +have breakfast.</p> + +<p>"Breakfast!" he said. "Why, we don't have breakfasts here."</p> + +<p>"Well, then, dinner," suggested the princess, meekly.</p> + +<p>"Nor dinners either," replied the little man. "Why should we have +dinners?"</p> + +<p>"But at least you have suppers," said the princess, desperately, and +feeling ready to cry again.</p> + +<p>"What are you thinking of?" asked the gate-keeper, with an air of +surprise.</p> + +<p>Then the princess grew angry.</p> + +<p>"What am I thinking of?" she cried, at the top of her voice. "I am +thinking of something to eat—that's what I'm thinking of, and I'm +almost starved."</p> + +<p>The little gate-keeper looked up, with a curious smile on his face, and +answered:</p> + +<p>"Well, then, my dear princess, if that is what makes you unhappy, pray +don't think of it any more. No one ever eats anything here. Indeed, I +can not imagine anything more absurd."</p> + +<p>Then, being at heart a very kind and obliging little person, he came +close to the princess, and said:</p> + +<p>"I am sorry for you—indeed I am, but don't give way to tears. They +won't turn stones into bread. I beseech you, my dear Princess Bébè, to +look at our fruit trees and flowers. They are considered very beautiful. +I have no doubt but the sight of them will help you to bear this strange +feeling which you call hunger." Then, kissing the princess's hand, he +added: "I must leave you now and go to the gate. Amuse yourself in the +garden, my dear princess, till I return."</p> + +<p>It was a wondrously beautiful garden, as any one could see, but somehow +the Princess Bébè did not get much comfort from it.</p> + +<p>"Oh, if those were only real apples!" she sighed, for there were what +seemed to be apple-trees in great abundance. But the apples were of +malachite—a hard opaque stone of two shades of green—and when she +tried to taste the grapes, she found they were only purple amethysts +arranged in graceful clusters. The cherries were all of stone, instead +of having a stone in the middle; and the plums were just as bad and just +as beautiful—the cherries were deep red rubies, and the plums were made +of chrysoprase. Nothing but hard glittering gems wherever she turned her +eyes.</p> + +<p>The poor princess seemed likely to die of starvation in spite of her +riches, but she thought she would be almost willing to endure hunger if +she could only have a rose that would smell like the sweet-brier roses +which grew in Hollowbush in her own little garden. For what she had at +first taken to be roses were, after all, nothing but pink coral +cunningly carved, the daffodils were of amber, and the forget-me-nots +were one and all made of the pale blue turquoise.</p> + +<p>"It is very certain that I must die," said the princess, sadly, and she +covered her face with her hands, crying bitterly, and praying that if +death must come to her, it might come quickly.</p> + +<h4>[<span class="smcap">to be continued</span>.]</h4> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_125" id="Page_125">[Pg 125]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="JOE_AND_BLINKY" id="JOE_AND_BLINKY"></a>JOE AND BLINKY.</h2> + +<p>Blinky was a poor dirty little puppy whom somebody had lost, and +somebody else had stolen, and whose miserable little life was a burden +to himself until Joe found him. It happened one warm day in July that +Joe, whose bright eyes were always pretty wide open, saw a group of +youngsters eagerly clustering about an object which appeared to interest +them very much. This object squirmed, gasped, and occasionally kicked, +to the great amusement of the little crowd, who liked excitement of any +sort. Joe put his head over the shoulders of the children, and saw a +wretched little dog in the agonies of a convulsion. Now, instead of +giving him pleasure, this sight pained him grievously, as did any +suffering, and Joe pushed his way through the crowd, asking whose dog it +was. No one claimed it; and Joe was watched with great interest, and +warned most zealously, as he took the poor little creature by the nape +of its neck to the nearest pump.</p> + +<p>"You'd better look out. He's mad. See if he isn't."</p> + +<p>"What yer goin' to do?—kill him? My father's got a pistol; I'll run and +get it."</p> + +<p>"No, you needn't," said Joe.</p> + +<p>There was no pound in the town, and so the dog was worthless, and after +a while the crowd of children found something else to interest them.</p> + +<p>Joe bathed the little dog, and rubbed it, and soothed its violent +struggles, and carried it away to a quiet corner on the steps of a house +where a great elm-tree made a refreshing shade. Here he sat a long time, +watching his little patient, and glad to find it getting quieter and +quieter, until it fell fast asleep in his arms. Joe did not move, so +pleased was he to relieve the poor little creature, whose thin flanks +revealed a long course of suffering. There were few passers in the +street, and Joe had no school duties, thanks to its being vacation, so +he was free to do as he chose. After more than an hour the poor little +dog opened its eyes, which were so dazzled by the light that Joe at once +named him Blinky, and presently a hot red little tongue was licking +Joe's big brown hand. That was enough for Joe; it was as plain a "thank +you" as he wanted, and he carried his stray charge home to share his +dinner.</p> + +<p>From that day Joe was seldom seen without Blinky; and after many good +dinners, and plenty of sleep without terrible dreams of tins tied to his +tail, Blinky began to grow handsome, and Joe to be very proud of him. +Blinky slept under Joe's bed, woke him every morning with a sharp little +bark, as much as saying, "Wake up, lazy fellow, and have a frolic with +me," and then bounced up beside him for a game. And how he frisked when +Joe took him out! The only thing he did not enjoy was his weekly +scrubbing, and the combing with an old coarse toilet comb which +followed. But he bore it patiently for Joe's sake. Vacation came to an +end, and school began. This was as sore a trial to Blinky as to Joe, for +of course he could not be allowed in school, though he left Joe at the +door with most regretful and downcast looks, which said plainly, "This +is injustice; you and I should never be parted," and he was always +waiting when school was out.</p> + +<p>Joe hated school; he would much rather have been chestnutting in the +woods, gay with their crimson and yellow leaves, or chasing the +squirrels with Blinky; but he knew he had to study, if ever he was to be +of any use in the world, and so he tried to forget the delights of +roaming, or the charms of Blinky's company. But when the first snow +came, how hard it was to stick at the old books! How delicious was the +frosty air, and how pure and fresh the new-fallen snow, waiting to be +made use of as Joe so well knew how!</p> + +<p>"Duty first," said Joe to himself, as with shovel and broom he cleared +the path in the court-yard, and shovelled the kitchen steps clean. He +did it so well that his father tossed him some pennies—for he was +saving up to buy Blinky a collar—and he turned off with a light heart +for school, with Blinky at his heels.</p> + +<p>The school-mistress had a hard time that day; all the boys were wild +with fun, one only of them not sharing the glee. This one was a little +chap whose parents had sent him up North from Georgia to his relatives, +the parents being too poor after the war to maintain their family. He +was a skinny little fellow, always shivering and snuffling, and his name +was Bob.</p> + +<p>Now Bob wasn't a favorite. The boys liked to tease him, called him +"Little Reb," and he in turn disliked them, and was ever ready to report +their mischievous pranks to the teacher. If there was anything pleasant +about the boy, no one knew it, because no one took the trouble to find +out. Bob did not relish the snow; he was pinched and blue, and whenever +he had the chance was huddling up against the stove; besides, he liked +to read, and would rather have staid in all day with a book of fairy +tales than shared the gayest romp they could have suggested. This +afternoon Joe had made so many mistakes in his arithmetic examples that +he was obliged to stay late, and do them over; but he was sorely +annoyed<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_126" id="Page_126">[Pg 126]</a></span> and tempted at hearing the shouts and cries of joy with which +the boys saluted each other as they escaped from the school-room, and he +spoke very crossly when a little voice at his elbow said,</p> + +<p>"Please may I go home with you?"</p> + +<p>"No," said Joe.</p> + +<p>"Ah, please!"</p> + +<p>Joe turned, and saw that it was Bob. This provoked him still more. "I +said <i>no</i>, 'tell-tale.' What do I want to be bothered with you?"</p> + +<p>Bob turned away, disappointed. Joe kept on at his lesson; it was very +perplexing, and he was out of humor. Besides, the fun outside was +increasing; he could hear the roars of laughter, the whiz of the flying +snow-balls, and the gleeful crows of the conquering heroes. He was the +only one in the school-room. Presently there was a hush, a sort of +premonitory symptom of more mischief brewing outside, which provoked his +curiosity to the utmost.</p> + +<p>"Five times ten, divided by three, and— Oh, I can't stand this," said +Joe, as he gave a push to his slate, and ran to the window.</p> + +<p>The boys had gone off to the farthest corner of the vacant lot on which +the school-house stood, and by the appearance of things were preparing +to have an animated game of foot-ball; but by the gestures and general +drift of motions Joe saw, to his horror, that poor little Bob was +evidently to be the victim. Already they were rolling him in the snow, +and cuffing him about as if he were made of India rubber, and deserved +no better treatment.</p> + +<p>Joe's conscience woke up in a minute, for he knew that if he had allowed +Bob to wait for him as he had wanted to do, the boys would not have +dared to touch him, and he felt ashamed of his unkindness and ill humor +as he saw the results.</p> + +<p>The child was getting fearfully maltreated, as Joe saw, not merely on +account of their dislike for him, but because in their gambols the boys +were lost to all sense of the cruelty they were practicing, and they +tossed him about regardless of the fact that his bones could be broken +or his sinews snapped.</p> + +<p>Cramming his books in his bag, and snatching up his cap, Joe dashed out +of the door. Blinky was ready for him, and did not know what all this +haste meant, but dashed after his master, as in duty bound.</p> + +<p>"I say, fellers, stop that!" he shouted, repeating the "stop that!" as +loud as his lungs could make the exertion. The din was so great that it +was some moments before they heard him, but Blinky barked at their +heels, and helped to arrest their attention.</p> + +<p>"Stop! what shall we stop for?" asked one of the bigger and rougher +ones.</p> + +<p>"You are doing a mean, hateful thing—that's why."</p> + +<p>"Oho! that's because you haven't a share in it," was the sneering reply.</p> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 335px;"> +<img src="images/scan004.jpg" width="335" height="400" alt=""FIRE AWAY!"" title="" /> +<span class="caption">"FIRE AWAY!"</span> +</div> + +<p>"If you'll stop, I'll run the gauntlet for you," said Joe. There was a +pause. Perhaps that would be better than foot-ball; besides, Joe never +got mad, and little Bob was crying hard. "Let Bob go home, fair and +square, and I'll run," repeated Joe.</p> + +<p>"All right," they shouted. "Come on, then."</p> + +<p>Joe helped to uncover Bob, shook the snow off his clothes, wiped his +eyes with the cuff of his coat, and sent him on his way. Then the boys +formed two lines, each with as many snow-balls as he could hurriedly +make, and Joe prepared for the run. Blinky was furious, and as Joe +shouted, "Fire away!" and started down the line, he barked himself +hoarse. Hot and heavy came the balls, or rather cold and fast they fell +on Joe's back and head and school bag. But he was a good runner, and +tore like mad from his pursuers, screaming, as he ran, "Fire away! fire +away!" until he reached a cellar door, where he knew he could take +refuge. Here he halted; but Blinky was in a rage at having his master +thus used. Joe did not mind it in the least, and was as full of fun as +he could be. When he got home he found his mother making apple pies; she +had baked one in a saucer for him. It looked delicious, but as he was +about to bite it, he said, "Mother, may I just run over to Mrs. Allen's +for a minute?"</p> + +<p>"Oh yes," was the reply.</p> + +<p>Wrapping up the pie in a napkin, he carried it with him. By the side of +the stove, with his head aching and bound up in a handkerchief, he found +poor little Bob. Without a word, he stuffed the nice little pie in Bob's +hands, and then rushed out again.</p> + +<p>It is hardly necessary to say that in the future Blinky had a rival, and +that rival was Bob.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="A_SAIL_ON_THE_NILE" id="A_SAIL_ON_THE_NILE"></a>A SAIL ON THE NILE.</h2> + +<h3>BY SARA KEABLES HUNT.</h3> + +<p>Did you ever go sailing on the Nile? Come, then, and imagine yourselves, +on a clear warm January day, afloat on the river of which you have so +often heard. What a sensation we should create if we could go sailing up +the Hudson some sunny morning, our broad lateen-sail swelling in the +breeze, and the Egyptian flag flying behind!</p> + +<p>Let us take a walk over the boat which for two months will be to us a +floating home, and to which we shall become really attached before we +leave its deck, and the shores of the Nile. It is a queerly shaped +vessel, entirely different from any other which has ever carried you +over the waters. The length is about seventy-two feet, and the width +between fourteen and fifteen feet at the broadest part; it has a sharp +prow, and stands deep in the water forward; it is flat-bottomed, like +all Nile boats, on account of the shallow water in the spring.</p> + +<p>Here, a little way from the bow, is the kitchen—a small square place, +where the cook holds undisputed sway, and gratifies your palate with +novel and delicious dishes. This little spot is a very important part of +the boat, I assure you, for sailing on the Nile gives you a keen relish +for good dinners.</p> + +<p>Somewhat back of here is the mast, rising thirty feet or more, and the +long yard, suspended by ropes, large at the lower part, but tapering +toward the extreme point, where floats the pennant which you have +secured for the occasion.</p> + +<p>This long yard bears the large triangular lateen-sail, its huge +dimensions necessary to catch the wind when the river is low and the +banks high. The sides of the boat are protected by a low railing not +more than six inches in height, over which the sailors can easily step, +as they will have occasion to do many times during the voyage. The +main-deck is usually occupied by the crew, and from here are stairs +leading to the quarter-deck, over the cabin and saloon, where we will +take seats under the awning by-and-by, and watch the scenery on the +banks of the river.</p> + +<p>Let us go down these few steps leading to the saloon. We find ourselves +in a room occupying the breadth of the boat; there are windows on each +side, with long divans, below them, a round table in the centre, chairs, +cupboards, and book-cases completing the furniture. Now let us open +these glass doors, walk along this narrow passage, and take a look at +the sleeping-cabins. They measure six feet by four, half of which is +filled by the bed, which gives you girls little room in which to arrange +your toilet; but you will not care to devote many hours to that while +here.</p> + +<p>Such is our floating home, and though limited in space, you can be most +comfortable if you have a contented disposition, and a heart and mind to +appreciate the wonders around and above you.</p> + +<p>And now let us ascend to the quarter-deck. It looks<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_127" id="Page_127">[Pg 127]</a></span> very cheerful, with +its centre table loaded with books and papers, its bright-colored divan +and easy-chairs; so we will be seated while I introduce you to the crew.</p> + +<p>There is the reis, or captain—Hassaneen by name—a grave, quiet little +old man, standing there at the bow of the boat, with a long pole in +hand, sounding the water now and then, and reporting the depth. You will +always find him there, reserved, thoughtful, his whole attention +apparently fixed on his employment.</p> + +<p>Do you see that old gray-bearded man with his hand on the rudder? That +is Abdullah, always there, even when we are at anchor. Then a heap of +blue and a gray burnoose in the same place tell us Abdullah is asleep. +We need never fear while that old man is at the helm, for he will guide +us safely by sand-banks and bowlders to the destined port.</p> + +<p>Of the remainder of the crew I can not give so good a report. They are a +curious assemblage of one-eyed, forefingerless, toothless men, +bare-legged, in robes of dark blue, and gay turbans, it being a common +custom to render themselves thus maimed in order to escape military +conscription. There is Mohammed, a good-natured fellow, ready to do just +as his companions do, whether it be good or bad. There is Said, a +cunning, deceitful-looking man, but a good sailor. Just to the right is +Hassan, black as coal, with glittering eyes, a tall form, and tremendous +muscle; he is a faithful fellow, willing to obey to the letter, but +without any judgment. There are Sulieman and Ali, the laziest ones on +board, strong as any, but the first to cry out, "Halt," and the +sleepiest couple on the Nile. There is Yusuf, always at his prayers, and +more willing to pray than work. There is Achmet, watching his chance to +run away. Then comes Mustapha, whose duty it is to clean the decks, +scour the knives, and wait on the travellers generally. And last but not +least is little Benessie, called "el wallad" (the boy), who does more +work and takes more steps than all the rest of the crew together. Ah, +these boys!—they're worth a dozen men sometimes. He makes the fires, +waits on the crew, and is at everybody's beck and call, from the howadji +to the sailor. He is a dark-eyed, shy little fellow, not particularly +neat in his appearance, and always sucking sugar-cane, which probably is +one of the attractions to the flies that gather continually on his face +and eyes.</p> + +<p>So there they are—a lazy set of fellows, take them all together; lazy +in general when there is no present labor on hand. I think they work +well, though, when a necessity arises. It is not an Arab's nature to +look ahead; he sees only the present.</p> + +<p>And now our sail is shaken out—we are off, the American flag floating +aloft at the point of our tapering yard, and we seated in our +easy-chairs or reclining on the divan of our decks, watching the scenery +as we glide along. There before us are endless groups of masts and +sails. The western shore is like a rich painting, with its palms and +Pyramids, while opposite, half hidden in shining dark acacias, are +palaces of the pashas, with their silent-looking harems and latticed +windows. Cangias (small row-boats) are fastened to the banks, and the +moan and creak of the sakias (water-wheels) tell us we are indeed upon +the enchanted Nile.</p> + +<p>Behind us rise the shining minarets of the city, and the Pyramids follow +us as we go, photographing their outlines on our memory forever; the +soft green plain slopes gently to the river; and as if stirred to life +by the witchery of the surroundings, our bird-like boat flings her great +wings to the breeze, and skims the waters, bounding along, as if with +conscious joy, between the green plains of the Nile Valley.</p> + +<p>The river is alive with boats, all bound southward, fine diahbeehs +sweeping along, and looking proudly down on the lesser craft, and huge +lumbering country boats laden with grain.</p> + +<p>The landscape is not monotonous, though there is a sameness in its +character, for the lines in that crystal air are always changing, and +day after day the panorama unrolls, with its fields of waving tobacco +and blossoming cotton, where workers are lazily busy.</p> + +<p>We are passing the ruins of ancient cities as we sail onward, or are +dragged along by the crew harnessed together by ropes, which task they +call tracking. They never perform this labor reluctantly, or with any +ill temper, but always accompanying their work with a monotonous +sing-song in a slightly nasal twang, till the air is filled with these +perpetual sounds of "Allah, haylee sah. Eiya Mohammed."</p> + +<p>We see in this a relic of by-gone days, for the ancient Egyptians are +painted on the tombs accompanying their work with song and clapping of +hands.</p> + +<p>As we are borne on through and into the creamy light of this glowing +atmosphere, where the sunshine seems to pour into and blend with +everything, we can hardly wonder that sun worship was an instinct of the +earliest races, or that the little child believes that the East lies +near the rising sun.</p> + +<p>On, on we go, past the ruins of ancient cities, never pausing in the +upward journey: it is only on the return that you visit the places of +renown.</p> + +<p>There lies Karnac, with its myriads of gigantic columns. Yonder sits +Memnon, "beloved of the morning," which was said to give forth a note of +music when the rising sun shone upon it. There is Luxor, Dendereh, +Thebes. Sometimes amid the warm light your thoughts will go away +thousands of miles, where the frosts shiver upon the windows, the snows +lie heavy upon the hills, and warm hearts are praying for the traveller; +but the days will creep swiftly by on the Nile, and too soon will come +the hour when, the journey ended, we must leave the river, the palms, +the Pyramids, and bid a long adieu to our pleasant floating home.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="THE_WHITE_BEAR_OF_THE_ARCTIC_REGIONS" id="THE_WHITE_BEAR_OF_THE_ARCTIC_REGIONS"></a>THE WHITE BEAR OF THE ARCTIC REGIONS.</h2> + +<p>The polar bear, the <i>nannook</i> of the Esquimaux, has its home in the +desolate and icy wastes which border the northern seas. It has many +characteristics in common with its brothers which live in warmer +countries. It is very sagacious and cunning, sometimes playful, but is +not a very savage beast, and will rarely attack a hunter unless in +self-defense, or when driven by hunger to fall upon everything which +comes in its way. Dr. Kane, the great arctic traveller, says he has +himself shot as many as a dozen bears near at hand, and never but once +received a charge in return. The hair of the polar bear is very coarse +and thick, and white like the snow-banks among which it lives. Its +favorite food is the seal, which abounds in the northern regions; it +will also eat walrus, but as that animal is very strong, and possesses a +pair of formidable tusks, bears are sometimes beaten in their attempts +to capture it. Wonderful stories are told of bears mounting to the top +of high cliffs and pushing heavy stones down upon the head of some +unwary walrus sleeping or sunning himself at the foot, and then rushing +down to dispatch the stunned and bruised animal, but arctic travellers +disagree upon this point. A very hungry bear will sometimes attack a +walrus in the water, for the polar bear is a powerful swimmer; but in +his peculiar element—and he is never far from it—the walrus is the +best fighter, and his tough hide serves as an almost impenetrable armor.</p> + +<p>As seal hunter the polar bear displays much cunning. It will watch +patiently for hours in the vicinity of a seal hole in the ice, and the +instant its prey comes out to bask in the sun, the sly bear crouches, +with its fore-paws doubled up under its body, while with its hind-legs +it slowly and noiselessly pushes and hitches itself along toward the +desired game. Does the seal raise its head to look around,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_128" id="Page_128">[Pg 128]</a></span> the bear +remains motionless, its color making it hardly distinguishable, until +the unsuspecting seal takes another nap. When the bear is near enough, +with a sudden movement it seizes the innocent and defenseless victim, +and makes a fat feast. Unless it is very hungry, it eats little besides +the blubber, leaving the rest for the foxes. It is said that arctic +foxes often follow in the path of bears, and gain their entire living +from the refuse of the bear's feast.</p> + +<p>The nest of the she-bear is a wonderful illustration of instinct, and a +proof of the fact that a thick wall of snow is an excellent protection +against cold. Toward the month of December the bear selects a spot at +the foot of some cliff, where she burrows in the snow, and, remaining +quiet, allows the heavy snow-storms to cover her with drifts. The warmth +of her body enlarges the hole so that she can move herself, and her +breath always keeps a small passage open in the roof of her den. Before +retiring to these winter-quarters she eats voraciously, and becomes +enormously fat, so that she is able to exist a long time without food. +In this snuggery the bear remains until some time in March, when she +breaks down the walls of her palace, and comes out to renew her +wandering life, with some little white baby bears for her companions, +which have been born during her long seclusion.</p> + +<p>Many funny and exciting stories are told by arctic travellers of +encounters with bears. During Dr. Kane's expedition a scouting party who +were away from the ship, and sleeping in a tent on the ice, were +awakened by a scratching in the snow outside. On looking out they saw a +huge bear reconnoitring the circuit of the tent. Their fire-arms were +stacked on the sledge a short distance off, as had they been kept inside +the tent, the frost from the men's breath would have clogged them and +rendered them useless. There was nothing to be done but to keep quiet, +and hope his bearship would go away. But the bear was bent on discovery, +and his big head soon appeared through the fold of the tent. Volleys of +lucifer matches and burning newspapers which were thrown at him did not +disturb him in the least, and he quietly proceeded to make his supper +upon the carcass of a seal. One of the men then cut a hole in the rear +of the tent, and crawling cautiously out, was able to reach the guns, +and soon sent a bullet through the body of the huge beast.</p> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 358px;"> +<img src="images/scan005.jpg" width="358" height="400" alt="SLAIN IN DEFENSE OF HER YOUNG." title="" /> +<span class="caption">SLAIN IN DEFENSE OF HER YOUNG.</span> +</div> + +<p>The mother bear's affection for her little ones is so strong that she +will lose her life defending them. Two arctic huntsmen once saw a bear +taking a promenade on an ice island with two little cubs. Chase was +given at once, but the bear did not perceive the hunters until they were +within five hundred yards of her. She then stood up on her hind-legs +like a dancing bear, gave one good look at her pursuers, and started to +run at full speed over the smooth ice, her cubs close at her heels. She +had the advantage of the hunters, as the feet of the polar bear are +thickly covered with long hair—nature's wise provision to keep the +animal from slipping; but the ice soon broke up into a vast expanse of +slush, and here the little cubs stuck fast. The faithful mother seized +first one and then the other, but proceeded with so much difficulty that +the hunters were soon near enough to fire at her. The little ones clung +to their mother's dead body, and it was with great difficulty that the +hunters succeeded in dragging them to the camp, where they stoutly +resisted all friendly advances, and bit and struggled, and roared as +loud as they could.</p> + +<p>Bears often annoy arctic travellers by breaking open the caches, or +store-houses, left along the line of march for return supplies. Dr. Kane +relates that he found one of his caches, which had been built with heavy +rocks laid together with extreme care, entirely destroyed, the bears +apparently having had a grand frolic, rolling about the bread barrels, +playing foot-ball with the heavy iron cases of pemmican, and even +gnawing to shreds the American flag which surmounted the cache.</p> + +<p>Roast bear meat is very palatable and welcome food to travellers in the +dreary frozen arctic regions, and at the cry of "Nannook! nannook!" ("A +bear! a bear!") from the Esquimaux guides, both men and dogs start in +eager pursuit. The bear being white like the snow, it often escapes +detection, and Dr. Kane mentions approaching what he thought was a heap +of somewhat dingy snow, when he was startled by a "menagerie roar," +which sent him running toward the ship, throwing back his mittens, one +at a time, to divert the bear's attention.</p> + +<p>Polar bears are sometimes found upon floating ice-cakes a hundred miles +from land, having been caught during some sudden break up of the vast +ice-fields of arctic seas, and every year a dozen or more come drifting +down to the northern shores of Iceland, where, ravenous after their long +voyage, they fall furiously upon the herds. Their life on shore, +however, is very brief, as the inhabitants rise in arms and speedily +dispatch them.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_129" id="Page_129">[Pg 129]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="A_NORSK_STORY" id="A_NORSK_STORY"></a>A NORSK STORY.</h2> + +<p>On one of the <i>fjords</i>, or bays, which so deeply indent the coast of +Norway lived two lads, sons of well-to-do farmers, who, besides their +fields of rye and wheat, their <i>marks</i>, or pasture fields, and their +<i>säters</i>, or hay-making fields, farther away, had also an interest in +the fisheries for which Norway is so famous. The salmon, the herring, +and the cod are all caught in great numbers; so also is the shark, and +used for its oil, which passes for cod-liver oil.</p> + +<p>The fathers of Lars and Klaus were, however, peasants. They worked on +their farms, and above their green pastures rose lofty mountains clad in +fir-trees, dusky pines, mottled beeches, and silver birches. Klaus and +Lars explored together the recesses of these mountains; together they +hunted for bears; together they sailed over the blue waters of the +<i>fjord</i>, in and out of the swift currents, and on and up into the +streams fed by the great ice <i>fjelds</i>. They were always together. If any +one wanted Klaus, he asked where Lars had gone; and if one had seen +Lars, he knew Klaus would soon follow. It was their delight to see which +could excel the other in the management of their fishing <i>jagts</i>, those +square-sailed slow craft, and for days they would cruise about the +haunts of the eider-duck—not to kill it, for that is forbidden, the +bird being too valuable, but to filch from the sides of its nest the +lovely down which the birds pluck from their own breasts.</p> + +<p>They went to school, too, in the winter, and both were confirmed by the +village pastor as soon as they had been well prepared for that solemn +rite, which is of so much social as well as religious importance in +their country.</p> + +<p>In the short hot summer they helped the fishermen split the cod and +spread them on the rocks to dry, or they made lemming traps and sought +to see how many of the hated vermin they could capture.</p> + +<p>In short, their life was active, hardy, and full of keen enjoyment; they +were good-natured, and did not quarrel. Both were tall, finely grown as +to muscle, but they would have been handsomer had they eaten less salt +fish and more beef.</p> + +<p>In a quaint little house at the foot of the mountains, near where +tumbled in snowy foam a beautiful <i>foss</i>, lived an old woman and her +grandchild Ilda. They were really tenants of Klaus's father; and in +their wanderings the boys often stopped for a glass of milk or a slice +of <i>fladbröd</i> (oat-cake), which the old woman was glad to give them. +Ilda, too, in her red bodice and white chemisette, and her pretty, shy +ways, was almost as attractive as the birds or beasts they were seeking. +Neither the old woman nor Ilda often left their cottage, and so the boys +were the more welcome for the news they carried.</p> + +<p>They were able to give them the latest bit of gossip—how many men were +off on the herring catch; if any strangers had come through the town in +their <i>carrioles</i> on their way to the noted and beautiful Voring Foss +and Skjaeggedal Foss (two water-falls of great renown); or who had the +American fever, and were going to emigrate. Or they talked about the +ducks and geese of which Ilda was so proud, and of the pigeons which +Klaus had given her when they were wild, but which had grown tame and +lovable under her gentle care. Then the old woman related in turn many a +legend and fable, tales of the saintly King Olaf, or the doings of Odin +and Thor.</p> + +<p>Thus the days glided by, and the boys became men, and still they were +together in their work as they had been in their play. In the rye fields +and the potato patches they toiled side by side, and in the last nights +of summer—the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_130" id="Page_130">[Pg 130]</a></span> three August nights which they call iron nights, because +of the frosts which sometimes come and blight all the wheat crop—they +watched and waited, hoping for the good luck which did not always come +to them; for the soil is a hard one to cultivate, and many are the +trials which farmers have to meet in that bleak land. Soon after they +became of age they were called upon to share the grief of their friend +Ilda, whose grandmother died. After this they did not go so often to the +cottage. One bright evening, however, as Lars was on his way up the +mountain, he saw Klaus emerging from the little door beneath the shed of +which they had so often sat. As they met, Klaus turned his face away, +remarking, however, upon the beauty of the evening. Lars thought his +friend's manner somewhat strange, and asked him if Ilda was well. Klaus +said she was quite well—was he going to see her?</p> + +<p>"Yes," said Lars. "I have some fresh currants from our garden, the only +fruit which will grow in it, and I thought perhaps she might care for +them, poor little thing. She is so lonely now!"</p> + +<p>Klaus turned off down the road, whistling, while Lars went into the +cottage. To his surprise he found Ilda crying, but supposing that the +sight of Klaus had revived recollections which were painful, some sad +thoughts of her grandmother, he tried to soothe her. She shook her head +mournfully at his kind words, and told him that she had just done a +cruel thing, that Klaus had asked her to be his wife, and she had said +no to him. This came upon Lars very much like a thunder-bolt, for he had +no idea that Klaus had any such wish; and much as he pitied his friend, +he was not entirely sorry that Ilda had said no. So he asked her why she +had refused to be Klaus's wife, when, with much embarrassment, she told +him that she cared more for some one else.</p> + +<p>Lars did not urge her to say any more, but leaving his currants, he +followed Klaus down the mountain.</p> + +<p>A few days after this, to the surprise of every one, Klaus bade his +friends good-by, and took passage on the little steamer to +Christiansand, from whence he would cross the Skagerrack, and sailing +down the coast of Denmark, past Holland and Belgium, through the English +Channel, he would be on the broad Atlantic, which was to bear him to a +new home in the far western land.</p> + +<p>Lars was not merely surprised, he was stunned, and thought his friend +almost an enemy to go in that manner without consulting him, without +even asking his advice or company. They had never before been separated. +He could not understand it; and when Klaus bade him good-by he looked +into his face as if to seek the reason for this strange conduct, but +Klaus gave him no chance to ask it. He simply grasped his hand in +silence, giving it a close clasp, and then he was off.</p> + +<p>Days, weeks, months, went by, and no one heard from Klaus; at last his +mother had a letter from him. He wrote cheerfully; said he liked +America, but that he could not make up his mind to go far away to the +prairies, where he could never see the blue ocean or the white gulls, or +hear the splash of oars.</p> + +<p>Meanwhile Lars was very unhappy. Everything seemed to go wrong with +him—the crops failed, his share in the fisheries was small, and his +father was hard and close with him. He missed his friend sadly; he cared +no longer to do the daring things they had attempted together. He had +never been to see Ilda since the day she had told him that she did not +love his friend Klaus. As the spring advanced into summer, he met her +one day in the pine woods near her cottage, and she looked so pleased to +see him that he was tempted to tell her of all his troubles, especially +of how disappointed and hurt he was by the departure of Klaus; and this +reminded him of what she had told him about caring for some one else; +but when he asked her who it was, to, his great happiness she told him +that he, Lars, was the one, and that was the reason why Klaus had gone +away. Then, for the first time, he saw how generously his friend had +acted; he had gone away that he might not interfere with his friend, for +Klaus had found out that Ilda loved Lars. So in due time they were +married in the simple fashion of the Norwegian people. But the crops +were not more nourishing; and work as hard as he would, Lars could not +do as well for himself as he would have liked. So he took all his money +and bought a bigger jagt, and carried klip (or split) fish to the south, +from whence they would be sent to Spain.</p> + +<p>This separated him from Ilda and the little yellow-haired Hanne, his +child; and his voyages were not very prosperous, so at last they +determined to do as did the Norsemen and Vikings of old, set sail for +the land of the setting sun.</p> + +<p>It was hard to give up Norway, but Ilda was willing to do that which was +for the best, and quietly filled the big boxes and chests with the linen +she had spun herself, and made stout flannel clothes for little Hanne, +and said "good-by" to every one she knew, and then they got off as fast +as the slow jagt would carry them: off, out of the beautiful fjord with +its green banks and snowy-topped mountains, away from the rocks and +fjelds so dear to them, on to the broad, the mighty ocean.</p> + +<p>They sailed and sailed for many a day, and Ilda knit while the little +lassie, Hanne, played at her feet, and Lars smoked his pipe, and talked +of the glorious land of liberty and fertile fields which they were +approaching.</p> + +<p>They had pleasant weather for a long while, and it did seem as if the +kind words, the <i>lycksame resa</i>, or lucky journey, which their friends +had wished them, was really to be experienced. Little Hannchen was a +merry, bright little companion, and made all the rough sailors love her. +Her evening meal was milk and fladbröd, and she always threw some over +the ship's side for the "poor hungry fishes," while she prattled in +Norsk to the sailors, who were mostly Swedes and Finns. But whether they +understood her or not, they liked to watch her blue eyes sparkle, and +her yellow hair fly out like freshly spun flax, as she merrily danced +about the slow old jagt; and they called her "Heldig Hanne," or "happy +Hanne." But they were now approaching land, and fogs set in which were +more to be dreaded than high winds, and the helmsman looked anxious, and +Lars could not sleep. The atmosphere seemed to get thicker and thicker, +and where they could for a while see the faint yellow twinkle of the +stars all was now an opaque film.</p> + +<p>One night as Ilda was singing a little song to Hanne a great crash came, +a terrible thump, and then a queer grating sound. All had been still on +deck, but now came hoarse shouts and cries, and Lars rushed down to the +cabin, saying, "We are on the rocks! we are lost, Ilda!"</p> + +<p>Ilda clasped little Hanne still closer as she said, tremulously, "Is it +true, Lars? is there no way of escape? are we so near land?"</p> + +<p>"Yes; come up on deck. The ship is already settling. We must try to get +you and the child off in one of the boats."</p> + +<p>"Not without you, Lars; we will not move an inch without you."</p> + +<p>"See," he replied, as he helped her up the steps, "the gulls are flying +over our heads: land must be near."</p> + +<p>It was horribly true that the vessel was thumping and bumping on the +rocks; the surf was roaring, and it seemed impossible for a boat to be +launched. The sailors were making ready to cast themselves into the sea. +Some were cursing, others praying, and others tying and lashing +themselves to spars which they had taken from their fastenings. Two of +them came up to Lars.</p> + +<p>"Sir, for the sake of the child there, we will swim, if we can, to the +shore, and get help."</p> + +<p>"It would be useless," said Lars.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_131" id="Page_131">[Pg 131]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Oh no," said Ilda; "let them try. They are brave. Perhaps they will +succeed."</p> + +<p>They nodded, and went off, Lars looking after them hopelessly as he +muttered: "I might have known this; it is just my luck. Oh, Ilda! Ilda! +why did I bring you with me?—and poor little Hanne!"</p> + +<p>The child clung to her mother, her blue eyes dilated with fear, and her +little hands about her mother's neck.</p> + +<p>"Hush, Lars," said Ilda; "where thou art, there I would be, and so would +Hannchen. God is yet able to save us."</p> + +<p>The moments seemed like days; presently the vessel gave a great lurch to +one side, and Lars had just time to tie Ilda to him as the waves broke +over the jagt.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"> +<img src="images/scan006.jpg" width="500" height="380" alt=""SAVED AT LAST!"" title="" /> +<span class="caption">"SAVED AT LAST!"</span> +</div> + +<p>"Farväl!" was all he said to her, as they were plunged into the water; +but as he saw the waves closing about them, he heard a cry from the +sailors—a cry of joy, of welcome—and he felt a strong hand reached out +to him, and a coil of rope flung about them. He had his arm under the +fainting Ilda, but surely he had seen the face of the brave fellow who +took Hanne in his arms from Ilda's clasp. He could not think; he only +knew that they were saved at last—that a dozen strong men, some on +land, some in the water, were dragging them to shore.</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<p>Ah! what rest and peace and thankfulness after a night like that! and +with what strange and solemn emotions did Lars and Ilda look about them +when they discovered that the house they were in belonged to the one who +had carried their little Hanne in his arms from the ocean, and was none +other than their old friend Klaus. Klaus the fisherman, Klaus the +sailor, as he was known on that shore. The same Klaus, merry and brave, +with a house of his own and a wife of his own, ready to share all he +possessed with Lars, if Lars would only stay and settle near him. The +jagt had gone down with all Lars's worldly goods; but Ilda was safe and +Hanne was safe, and with so good a friend as Klaus, surely Lars could +begin the world anew. And so he staid; and the tide turned, and fair +weather prevailed.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="CADDYS_CLOCK_PARTY" id="CADDYS_CLOCK_PARTY"></a>CADDY'S CLOCK PARTY.</h2> + +<p>The great hall clock was not asked to the party, but it was there, all +the same. It was Milly Holland's birthday party. Milly was just fourteen +years old, and most of the boys and girls near her own age whom she knew +had been invited, and among them little Caddy Podkins, too little and +young to care for at all, Milly thought; but kind Mrs. Holland had asked +Caddy, because she was the only child of her nearest neighbor, and used +to sit for hours in the bay-window across the way as if she did not have +anything to amuse her.</p> + +<p>The Hollands lived in a large, handsome house, and to-day it was +pleasanter than usual, there were so many flowers about the rooms, and +pretty moss baskets, and vines twisted around the chandeliers.</p> + +<p>At half past five, the hour set for the party to begin, Milly's guests +began to come; and Milly herself, in a soft white merino dress, came +down the wide stairs to the polished oaken landing, and received them as +they came up the lower steps from the big hall doors. There were nearly +fifty boys and girls—more girls than boys—and as the party would be +over at ten o'clock, they wisely lost no time, and came almost all at +once. It made a pretty sight as they shook back their wrappings from +their gay dresses, and crowded around Milly. It was as if a good-natured +giant had spilled a huge basket of red and white rose-buds over the +oaken landing and stairs, up which the children followed Milly to the +dressing-room and the parlors, where the fires glowed in the cheerful +grates, and the lamps in beautiful tinted globes made a brightness that +seemed to the children more wonderful than day.</p> + +<p>Now it is not so much about Milly's party as about one little girl who +was in it that I am going to tell you; because parties are very +commonplace things, and little girls, at least some little girls, are +not.</p> + +<p>When the party had been going on for a long time, and the children were +being taken in to supper—and a very nice supper, too, with plenty of +milk, white bread, and sparkling jellies—one of the largest girls +stopped with Milly Holland for a moment where the staircase turned and +looked down upon the oaken landing. There stood the tall, old-fashioned +clock, looking very old and rather proud in its rich dark case, and +against it leaned a very little girl, not more than eight years old, +with a good deal of brown hair, and big gray eyes. Her folded hands and +her little cheek were pressed against the edge of the clock case. The +hall lamp from the bracket overhead shone on her hair and her crumpled +dress, and left her face in the shadow.</p> + +<p>"Who's that?" asked the other girl of Milly.</p> + +<p>"What! don't you know Caddy Podkins?" said Milly. "The idea of mother +asking such a baby as <i>that</i> to <i>my</i> party!"</p> + +<p>Then the two girls went to supper. The supper-room was farther from the +landing than the parlors, and when the door had closed, the hall became +quite still. All at once Caddy thought the clock ticked louder than she +had ever heard a clock tick in all her life before. And she was quite +right, for the clock was trying to speak to Caddy, and except just to +state, without a single needless-word, the hour, this clock had never +tried to speak before. But the clock liked Caddy very much. It had seen +that Caddy was very bashful, and that the other children took hardly any +notice of her, or any care for her pleasure, and it liked the feeling of +Caddy's little cheek and warm hands upon its side.</p> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 333px;"> +<img src="images/scan007.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="CADDY LEANED AGAINST HER TALL FRIEND." title="" /> +<span class="caption">CADDY LEANED AGAINST HER TALL FRIEND.</span> +</div> + +<p>Now Caddy had a little invisible key. It was finer than refined gold, +and stronger than adamant (which is the very hardest kind of stone +there is, you know), and there was not a lock—no, not even the lock +of the tongue of a clock—which could help opening to Caddy's little +key. Caddy herself knew nothing about this key, not even its long +name—<i>Im-ag-i-na-tion</i>. But the key did not need to have Caddy +know; it staid in a little pearl of a room full of the brightest +thoughts of Caddy's mind, and whenever these thoughts began to stir +about and say, "I wonder," away the little key would fly, and open some +new delightful secret to Caddy. There are thousands and thousands of +children who have keys of this sort; but, oh! there's such a difference +in the keys and in the secrets that they find! Caddy's key was one of +the very best, and even while she was noticing that the clock ticked so +loud, her little key had turned itself in the very centre of the wheels, +and the clock whispered, close in her ear, "Caddy, little Caddy, shall +I—tick-a-tock—talk to you?"</p> + +<p>Caddy was not at all surprised or bashful with the clock, but asked, +quickly, "Were you ever at a party?"</p> + +<p>"Hundreds of them," said the clock. "Tiresome things, parties are."</p> + +<p>"Guess you don't get any supper, perhaps," said Caddy, with a queer +little smile.</p> + +<p>"Guess <i>you</i> are hungry, perhaps," laughed the clock, with a dozen +little sharp ticks all together. "Now, you dear little Caddy, I'm a +clock of a very good family. As far back as I can remember—and that's a +very long time—there has never been a clock in my family which did not +keep perfect time, and tell the truth exactly to a second every time it +spoke, and I know how a little girl who is invited to a party ought to +be treated, so I invite you now, Caddy Podkins, to <i>my</i> party."</p> + +<p>"What! a really, truly clock party?" exclaimed Caddy, and in the same +moment the big clock had swung its long pendulum wire around her waist, +and lifted Caddy as if she were a feather, whirled her so fast that +Caddy saw<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_132" id="Page_132">[Pg 132]</a></span> nothing at all, and then set her down very gently in a room +whose floor was shaped like the flat side of a wheel, and the edges of +the floor were notched just like the edges of the wheels in a clock. The +walls of the room were like brass that has been rubbed very bright, and +were covered with net-work of fine curling wire. In the middle of the +room was a long table, set with wheel-shaped plates, which were heaped +with large sweet raisins and nut meats, fresh flaky biscuits, and there +were the most delicious fruits, so ripe you could see through to the +seeds and stones in their cores. Over the table hung a chandelier, +shaped like a pendulum, which gave a soft yellow light. The big clock +stood at the head of the table, tapping her forehead with her long +minute-finger. She smiled at Caddy's wonder, and ticked out, merrily,</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">"Well, Caddy, Caddy, Caddy,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Tick-a-tock-tick-tock!</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">How's this for a clock?</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Ha! ha! It's not so bad—eh?"</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>Caddy leaned against her tall friend, and asked, very comfortably, "Are +your little clocks coming?"</p> + +<p>At this question the old clock ticked slowly off on her minute-finger,</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">"Inty-minty-cuty-corn,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Ap-ple seeds and ap-ple thorn,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Wire bri-er, lim-ber lock,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Three wheels in a clock!"</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>At that last word suddenly the curling wires all over the walls gave out +a curious tinkling, and letting themselves swiftly down in long slender +spirals, like the dandelion curls you make in the spring, each set a +tiny little clock on the floor. Then all the wires snapped back to their +places on the wall. There were as many as fifty of these little clocks, +beautifully made, and no two of them alike, though they all had little +brass hands reaching out of the sides of their cases, and they all had +little brass feet, on which they hopped about nimbly, and they all +ticked together in the funniest way.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">"Tick-a-tock-tarty,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">It's Caddy's party,"</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>said the old clock, and the little clocks instantly made a circle around +Caddy, and each bent one knee and slid back one little brass foot in the +most polite courtesy to Caddy. One of the oldest of the little clocks +then hopped off to a tiny wire harp that stood in a corner, and began to +play a sweet lively waltz with her queer brass fingers. The rest of the +clocks came one after another and led Caddy out and waltzed with her. +Caddy had never danced so much in all her life, and had never liked it +half so well.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">"Tick-a-tock, stop feet,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Little Caddy must eat,"</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>said the old clock. And, oh! what a supper that was to hungry, happy +little Caddy! and how happy the little clocks were to have such a good +little girl as Caddy with them! They gave her the best of everything +upon the table, and waited to see that she had all she wished before +they even thought of eating for themselves. They told her all sorts of +droll stories, and one little clock astonished Caddy very much by +opening her little silver tunic and showing Caddy—who had not quite +believed it before—that the little wheels actually did eat up the juicy +fruits. "I wonder if <i>I</i> am full of little wheels," said Caddy. Then +Caddy's little key sighed, for it was just the least bit tired, and +Caddy's "I wonder" meant work for the key. But the old clock suddenly +exclaimed,</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">"Tick-a-tock, 'most ten,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Little Caddy, come again."</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>"Caddy! Caddy Podkins!" said Mrs. Holland, in great surprise. The +children were putting on their things in the dressing-room up stairs, +and Mrs. Holland had just noticed that Caddy was not with them, and +coming hastily down stairs, saw Caddy, just as we did, leaning against +the tall old clock. "My poor little dear, why, how cold you are! Have +you been asleep? Milly ought to have taken care of you. I'm afraid you +have not had a good time."</p> + +<p>"I've had a clock party," said Caddy, rubbing her eyes, while Mrs. +Holland tied on her hood, "and I'm to come again."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_133" id="Page_133">[Pg 133]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 317px;"><a name="FAIR_PLAY" id="FAIR_PLAY"></a> +<img src="images/scan008.jpg" width="317" height="500" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<h2>FAIR PLAY.</h2> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 23em;">Dear little May sat grieving alone,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">With a pout on her lip and a tear in her eye,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 23em;">Till kind old grandmamma chanced to pass,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">And soon discovered the reason why.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 23em;">"The children are planning a fair," sobbed she,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 23em;">"And 'cause I'm so little, they won't—have—me!"</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 23em;">So grandmamma thought of a beautiful plan,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">And whispered a secret in little May's ear—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 23em;">Something which brought out the dimples and smiles,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">And scattered with sunshine the pitiful tear.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 23em;">Then off to grandmamma's room they went,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 23em;">On something important very intent.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 23em;">Well, the fair came off on a certain day,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">And what do you think was the first thing sold?</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 23em;">A beautiful pair of worsted reins,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">All knit in scarlet and green and gold.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 23em;">The "big girls" wondered how came they there—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 23em;">"The prettiest thing in the children's fair!"</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 23em;">Then out stepped May, with her cheeks so red:</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">"You said there was nothing that <i>I</i> could do,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 23em;">'Cause I was little; but <i>I</i> made those,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">And now, I guess, I'm as big as you!"</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 23em;">So little May at the fair that day</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 23em;">Was the reigning queen, it is fair to say.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p><b>The White Pebble Pit.</b>—It has frequently happened that miners have +discovered curious traces of former workings, hundreds of years ago, and +tools have been found which belonged to the ancient miners, and many +other relics.</p> + +<p>A singular discovery was made, a few years since, by some workmen +engaged in the Spanish silver mine known as the White Pebble Pit. Whilst +digging their subterranean passages they suddenly found a series of +apartments, in which were a quantity of mining tools, left there from a +very remote period, but still in such good preservation that there were +hatchets, and sieves for sifting the ore, a smelting furnace, and two +anvils, which proved that the earliest miners had great experience in +their operations.</p> + +<p>In one of the caverns there was a round building, with niches, in which +were three statues, one sitting down, and half the size of life; the +other two were in a standing position, and about three feet in height. +This building is supposed to have been the temple of the god who was +believed, in pagan times, to preside over mines. Several objects of art, +and some remarkable instruments, were also found, which have led +scientific persons to think that the workings might have been made by +the Phœnicians, the people who, as is well known, were, in the time +of Solomon, famous for their manufacturing and commercial genius.</p> + +<p>In 1854 a discovery was also made by some miners excavating on the other +side of the mountain on which the White Pebble Pit is situated; this was +a fine figure of the heathen god Hercules, which was found in an old +working.</p> + +<p>In digging for copper on the shores of Lake Superior, in this country, +the miners have made many similar discoveries, showing that the mines +were worked ages ago.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 193px;"><a name="GRASS-FISH_NEMICHLHYS" id="GRASS-FISH_NEMICHLHYS"></a> +<img src="images/scan009.jpg" width="193" height="400" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<h2>GRASS-FISH (NEMICHLHYS).</h2> + +<p>The curious fishes with the tremendous name, the last part of which +means snipe-billed, are very long and defenseless, and are invariably +found among the leaves of a long sea-grass, which very nearly resembles +them in form and color. Their head is quite long, and they always seem +to stand on it, and when a hungry fish comes along, he would have to +look long and well to tell which was the grass and which the fish. These +grass-fish well earn their right to be called "mimics." These strange +features in such low animals teach an interesting lesson: they show more +strongly the wise governing of the great Maker, and<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_134" id="Page_134">[Pg 134]</a></span> correct the +mistake, often thoughtlessly made, that the lower animals have no +feelings, thoughts, or pleasures. If they do not show them as we do, it +is none the less true that they possess them, but in different degrees.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p><b>Little Jack Horner.</b>—The origin of the nursery rhyme has been said to be +as follows: When monasteries and their property were seized, orders were +given that the title-deeds of the abbey estates of Mells, which were +very valuable, should be given up to the commissioners. The mode chosen +of sending them was in the form of a pasty to be sent as a present from +the abbot to one of the commissioners in London. Jack Horner, a poor +lad, was chosen as the messenger. Tired, he rested in as comfortable a +corner as he could on his way. Hungry, he determined to taste the pasty +he was carrying. Inserting his thumb into the pie, he found nothing but +parchment deeds. One of these he pulled out and pocketed, as likely to +be valuable. The Abbot Whiting of Mells was executed for having withheld +the missing parchment. In the Horner family was discovered years +afterward the plum that Jack had picked out, one of the chief +title-deeds of Mells abbey and lands.</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/scan010.jpg" width="600" height="254" alt="OUR POST-OFFICE BOX." title="" /> +</div> + +<p>Our heartiest thanks are due to our youthful readers who have sent us +pretty and gracefully written New-Year's wishes from all parts of the +United States. We would like to print every one of these welcome +letters, but they are so numerous it would be impossible. Our young +friends, however, may be sure that whether we print them or simply +acknowledge them, they are alike pleasing and gratifying to us.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p>Robie Lozier (eleven years) writes that he punches a hole in his <i>Young +People</i>, and ties the numbers together with a ribbon, adding the new +numbers as fast as they come. This is an excellent suggestion, as it +preserves the numbers from getting scattered and lost.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">South Evanston, Illinois</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I have a little canary-bird. He is quite young, but is a beautiful +singer, and almost always when he sings he says, "Pretty, pretty," +so plain you could not mistake it. He is also very tame, and when I +let him out of his cage he comes and stands on my shoulder, and +hops around me. If I put my finger in his cage, he gets very cross, +and waves his wings and pecks at me, and makes a queer noise as if +he were scolding.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Effie T.</span> (twelve years).</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I am a little girl nine years old, and I live in Southbridge, +Massachusetts. I see that one little girl has written about her pet +pigeon. I have a pet squirrel. He is so tame he will run all over +me. Last summer we let him run out in the front yard, and papa put +him in a tree, but he would not climb it. Papa has subscribed for +<i>Young People</i> for me. I like it very much, and look forward with +pleasure to the time for it to come. Thank you for making it +larger; it is just nice.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Josie S. E.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Fort Wayne, Indiana</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I received <i>Young People</i> for Christmas, and like the stories very +much. I like "Photogen and Nycteris" so much that I can hardly wait +till the next number comes. The engravings are very nice. I think +that there was never a paper so interesting. I thank you for the +"Wiggles" and other games. Happy New-Year.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Walter C.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Rochester, Pennsylvania</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I am ten years old. I like <i>Young People</i> the best of any paper I +ever saw. It is the first paper my papa has ever taken for me. He +takes the <i>Weekly</i>. I think the <i>Young People</i> is just the right +size for binding, and I am going to have it bound at the end of the +year.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Bertie Shallenberger</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I am very much interested in your paper. I am going to save up my +money to take it. I am nine years old. I have a pony named Coby. I +enjoy him very much. He is a Texas pony. I live in Richmond, +Kentucky, where the grass is so blue.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Bijur White</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p>Letters are acknowledged from Maude J. W., Dayton, Washington Territory; +Dannie Bullard, Schuylerville, New York; Lurean C., Mazomanie, +Wisconsin; Fred E. B., Cambridge, Massachusetts; Harry R., Winona, +Minnesota; H. W. Singer, Cincinnati, Ohio; Minnie W. Jacobs, Indiana, +Pennsylvania; Percy W. Shedd, Attlebury, New York; Lizzie C., Utica, New +York; Willie Hamilton, Alleghany City, Pennsylvania; Zella Thompson, +Boston, Massachusetts; O. R. Heinze, Allentown, Pennsylvania; Frederick +L. B., Brooklyn, Long Island; and Lyman C., M. C. S., and William F. B., +New York city.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p>"<span class="smcap">Del</span>," Zanesville, Ohio.—Flat cribbage-boards can be bought at a very +low price, and folding ones which hold the cards are not expensive. You +might make one from a piece of thick pasteboard, but as there must be +sixty-one peg-holes for each player, it would not be easy to cut them +neatly.—It is more customary to leave a card for each person called +upon, especially where the visit is formal.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p><span class="smcap">George H. H.</span>—Harper's new School Geography gives Wheeling as the +capital of West Virginia.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p><span class="smcap">Fredie G.</span>—Even if you are only seven years, you are old enough to read +a boys' book about wild animals. Lions will catch and eat nearly all +beasts that come in their way. They will even overpower a giraffe or a +buffalo. The elephant and rhinoceros are almost the only quadrupeds a +lion dare not meddle with.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h4>OUR CHRISTMAS PUZZLE.</h4> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Loveland, Ohio</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I think I have correctly worked the Christmas Puzzle in <i>Young +People</i>. I had to study some time over "ray," never having heard of +such a fish. It was only by finding what letters I needed in the +columns 11, 9, 9 that I saw they were r a y. On looking in the +dictionary I found there was a fish called by that name. "Yard" +also puzzled me a great deal. The other words were easily found.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">M. T. C.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Wilmington, Delaware</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>My brother Bertie and I have had a nice time finding the answer to +your Christmas Puzzle in No. 8 of <i>Young People</i>. We thank you very +much for your kind wish, and wish you the same in return. Can your +young readers tell what it is we wish you?</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Lillie J.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p>All these boys and girls have also told our Christmas Puzzle wish +correctly: Maynard A. M., M. A. S., and F. V. B., Alexina K. D., F. E. +Coombs, Willie J. M., Virgil C. M., Amy L. H., Etta Douglass, Annie G. +Long, Willie H. S., Lilian Forbes, Jamie D. H., Huntington W., A. A. B., +Mamie M., Nellie P., Essie B., Fred D. H., Zadie H. D., Edna Heinen, +Seabury G. P., E. A. De Lima, Claudie M. Tice, Louie A., J. M. Wolfe, +Carroll O. B., George F. D., S. K. S., Effie K. T., G. M. B., Ada and +Clara, Florence D., Alice P., E. C. Repper, and George Henry.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p>The answer to Christmas Puzzle in <i>Young People</i> No. 8 is, "I wish you a +merry Christmas and a happy New-Year."</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>ADVERTISEMENTS.</h2> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE.</h2> + +<p><span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span> will be issued every Tuesday, and may be had at +the following rates—<i>payable in advance, postage free</i>:</p> + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" summary=""> +<tr><td align='left'><span class="smcap">Single Copies</span></td><td align='right'>$0.04</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><span class="smcap">One Subscription</span>, <i>one year</i></td><td align='right'>1.50</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><span class="smcap">Five Subscriptions</span>, <i>one year</i></td><td align='right'>7.00</td></tr> +</table></div> + +<p>Subscriptions may begin with any Number. 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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>PHOTO VISITING CARDS. SAMPLE FREE.</h2> + +<p>Latest style now all the Rage. One dozen, Finest Gilt Edged, Round +Cornered, with Name and Photograph, only 60 cents; 2 doz. $1. Sample and +MAMMOTH 148-Page Book <b>FREE</b>. H. B. MATHEWS' SONS, 220 Lake Street, +Chicago.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p><b>PLAYS FOR YOUNG PEOPLE</b>, with Songs and Choruses, adapted for Privatep +Theatricals. With the Music and necessary directions for getting them +pup. Sent on receipt of 30 cents, by HAPPY HOURS COMPANY, No. 5 Beekman +Street, New York. Send your address for a Catalogue of Tableaux, +Charades, Pantomimes, Plays, Reciters, Masks, Colored Fire, &c., &c.</p> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_135" id="Page_135">[Pg 135]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p class="center"><i>Learning made pleasant.</i>"</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 30em;"><span class="smcap">N. Y. Evening Post</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<h2>SCIENCE FOR THE YOUNG.</h2> + +<h3>By JACOB ABBOTT.</h3> + +<h4><i>ILLUSTRATED</i>.</h4> + +<h4>4 volumes, 12mo, Cloth, $1.50 each.</h4> + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="10" summary=""> +<tr><td align='right'>I.</td><td align='left'><span class="smcap">Heat</span>.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>II.</td><td align='left'><span class="smcap">Light</span>.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>III.</td><td align='left'><span class="smcap">Water and Land</span>.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>IV.</td><td align='left'><span class="smcap">Force</span>.</td></tr> +</table></div> + +<p>If a mass-meeting of parents and children were to be held for the +purpose of erecting a monument to the author who has done most to +entertain and instruct the young folks, there would certainly be a +unanimous vote in favor of Mr. Jacob Abbott. Two or three generations of +American youth owe some of their most pleasant hours of recreation to +his story-books; and his latest productions are as fresh and youthful as +those which the papas and mammas of to-day once looked forward to as the +most precious gifts from the Christmas bag of old Santa Claus. The +series published under the general title of "Science for the Young" +might be called "Learning made Pleasant." An interesting story runs +through each, and beguiles the reader into the acquisition of a vast +amount of useful knowledge under the genial pretence of furnishing +amusement. No intelligent child can read these volumes without obtaining +a better knowledge of physical science than many students have when they +leave college.—<i>N. Y. Evening Post.</i></p> + +<p>Jacob Abbott is almost the only writer in the English language who knows +how to combine real amusement with real instruction in such a manner +that the eager young readers are quite as much interested in the useful +knowledge he imparts as in the story which he makes so pleasant a medium +of instruction.—<i>Buffalo Commercial Advertiser.</i></p> + +<p>Mr. Abbott has avoided the error of slurring over the difficulties of +the subject through the desire of making it intelligible and attractive +to unlearned readers. The numerous illustrations which accompany every +chapter are of unquestionable value in the comprehension of the text, +and come next to actual experiment as an aid to the reader.—<i>N. Y. +Tribune.</i></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> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p class="center"><i>A book beyond the pale of criticism.</i>"</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 30em;"><span class="smcap">N. Y. Daily Graphic</span>.</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: 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>Old Books for Young Readers.</h2> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<h3>Arabian Nights' Entertainments.</h3> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>The Thousand and One Nights; or, The Arabian Nights' +Entertainments. Translated and Arranged for Family Reading, with +Explanatory Notes, by <span class="smcap">E. W. Lane</span>. 600 Illustrations by Harvey. 2 +vols., 12mo, Cloth, $3.50.</p></div> + +<h3>Robinson Crusoe.</h3> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>The Life and Surprising Adventures of Robinson Crusoe, of York, +Mariner. By <span class="smcap">Daniel Defoe</span>. With a Biographical Account of Defoe. +Illustrated by Adams. Complete Edition. 12mo, Cloth, $1.50.</p></div> + +<h3>The Swiss Family Robinson.</h3> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>The Swiss Family Robinson; or, Adventures of a Father and Mother +and Four Sons on a Desert Island. Illustrated. 2 vols., 18mo, +Cloth, $1.50.</p> + +<p>The Swiss Family Robinson—Continued: being a Sequel to the +Foregoing. 2 vols., 18mo, Cloth, $1.50.</p></div> + +<h3>Sandford and Merton.</h3> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>The History of Sandford and Merton. By <span class="smcap">Thomas Day</span>. 18mo, Half +Bound, 75 cents.</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%;" /> +<h2><i>The Fairy Books.</i></h2> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<p><b>THE PRINCESS IDLEWAYS.</b> By Mrs. <span class="smcap">W. J. Hays</span>. Illustrated. 16mo, Cloth, 75 +cents.</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<p><b>THE CATSKILL FAIRIES.</b> By <span class="smcap">Virginia W. Johnson</span>. 8vo, Illuminated Cloth, +Gilt Edges, $3.00.</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<p><b>FAIRY BOOK ILLUSTRATED.</b> l6mo, Cloth, $1.50.</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<p><b>PUSS-CAT MEW</b>, and other New Fairy Stories for my Children. By <span class="smcap">E. H. +Knatchbull-Hugessen</span>, M.P. Illustrated. 12mo, Cloth, $1.25.</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<p><b>FAIRY BOOK.</b> The Best Popular Fairy Stories selected and rendered anew. +By the Author of "John Halifax." Illustrated. 12mo, Cloth, $1.25.</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<p><b>FAIRY TALES.</b> By <span class="smcap">Jean Macé</span>. Translated by <span class="smcap">Mary L. Booth</span>. Illustrated. +12mo, Bevelled Edges, $1.75; Gilt Edges, $2.25.</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<p><b>FAIRY TALES OF ALL NATIONS.</b> By <span class="smcap">É. Laboulaye</span>. Translated by <span class="smcap">Mary L. +Booth</span>. Illustrated. 12mo, Cloth, Bevelled Edges, $2.00; Gilt Edges, +$2.50.</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<p><b>THE LITTLE LAME PRINCE.</b> By the Author of "John Halifax, Gentleman." +Illustrated. Square 16mo, Cloth, $1.00.</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<p><b>FOLKS AND FAIRIES.</b> Stories for Little Children. By <span class="smcap">Lucy Crandall +Comfort</span>. Illustrated. Square 4to, Cloth, $1.00.</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<p><b>THE ADVENTURE OF A BROWNIE</b>, as Told to my Child. By the Author of "John +Halifax, Gentleman." Illustrated. Square 16mo, Cloth, 90 cents.</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> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p class="center">"<i>A most enchanting story for boys.</i>"</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 30em;"><span class="smcap">Pittsburgh Telegraph</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<h2>AN INVOLUNTARY VOYAGE.</h2> + +<h3>By LUCIEN BIART,</h3> + +<h4>Author of "Adventures of a Young Naturalist."</h4> + +<h3>TRANSLATED BY</h3> + +<h3>Mrs. CASHEL HOEY and Mr. JOHN LILLIE.</h3> + +<h4>ILLUSTRATED.</h4> + +<h4>12mo, Cloth, $1.25.</h4> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<p>A very charming book, brimming full of adventures, and has not an +uninteresting page between its covers.—<i>Baltimore Gazette.</i></p> + +<p>A book that is at once novel and entertaining. * * * All the book is +lively, and the voyagers have some adventures, the telling of which is +as entertaining as any book of Jules Verne's, besides having nothing in +them that is improbable or extravagant.—<i>Philadelphia Bulletin.</i></p> + +<p>A most enchanting story for boys. * * * It is a story of adventure, and +also contains much interesting and useful information.—<i>Pittsburgh +Telegraph.</i></p> + +<p>A narrative crowded with adventure, told in the lively and graphic style +for which the French writers of books for boys are so noted.—<i>Cleveland +Herald.</i></p> + +<p>One of the most attractive books of the season. * * * Spirited sketches +of travel and adventure on the ocean wave, among the islands and on +southern coasts, fill these chapters. But the main point which gives +them their highest flavor is the experience of naval warfare during our +late civil conflict.—<i>Observer</i>, N. Y.</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%;" /> +<h3>A BOOK FOR EVERYBODY.</h3> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<h4>Ninth Edition now Ready.</h4> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<p><b>HOW TO GET STRONG, AND HOW TO STAY SO.</b> By <span class="smcap">William Blaikie</span>. With +Illustrations. 16mo, Cloth, $1.00.</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<p>Your book is timely. Its large circulation cannot fail to be of great +public benefit.—Rev. <span class="smcap">Henry Ward Beecher</span>.</p> + +<p>It is a book of extraordinary merit in matter and style, and does you +great credit as a thinker and writer.—Hon. <span class="smcap">Calvin E. Pratt</span>, <i>of the New +York Supreme Bench</i>.</p> + +<p>A capital little treatise. It is the very book for ministers to +study.—Rev. <span class="smcap">Theodore L. Cuyler</span>, D.D., <i>in New York Evangelist</i>.</p> + +<p>It is unquestionably one of the most practical and useful books on this +topic which have ever been published in this country.—<i>N. Y. Evening +Express.</i></p> + +<p>We know of no man in America more capable of writing such a book, or who +has a better right to do so.—<i>Rutland Daily Herald and Globe.</i></p> + +<p>It will pay any person—whether a farmer or lawyer, laborer or idler, +school-girl or housewife—to buy and read it, and follow its +teachings.—<i>Springfield Union.</i></p> + +<p>A veritable treasury of muscular common-sense.—<i>Charleston News and +Courier.</i></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_136" id="Page_136">[Pg 136]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 593px;"><a name="ART_MANUFACTURES" id="ART_MANUFACTURES"></a> +<img src="images/scan011.jpg" width="593" height="500" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<h2>ART MANUFACTURES.</h2> + +<p>A great many things can be made out of other things. A very fair turkey +can be made out of a horse-chestnut, or even a common chestnut.</p> + +<p>Look at Fig. 1 in the above picture: there you have the turkey complete. +I will tell you how I made him. I first took a nice round chestnut, and +stuck into it a bent pin to represent the neck; then I stuck in two +other pins to represent the legs; then I took a piece of putty (dough, +or bread worked up to the consistence of dough, will do), and made a +stand into which I stuck the legs. He then looked as he is represented +in Fig. 2. I then took a small piece of putty, and modelled on to the +bent pin the head and neck of the turkey. After this I drew with pen and +ink on thick paper, and cut with a pair of scissors, a thing like Fig. +3, and two things like Fig. 4; these were the tail and wings. I fastened +them in their proper places with thick gum (short pins will do). Then +with some red paint I painted the head and feet of the bird, and I had a +very excellent turkey, but I felt thankful that I need not eat it for my +dinner.</p> + +<p>Figs. 5 and 6 show how a walnut shell may be changed into a turtle +shell. Fig. 5 is the walnut shell, and Fig. 6 is the turtle; and I would +not give a fig for the boy who, with a pen and ink and a little putty +(dough will do), is not smart enough to make it.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"> +<img src="images/scan012.jpg" width="500" height="251" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Johnny and Mary drive out in the Park,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">And doubtless are having no end of a lark;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">She holds Baby Rose with a motherly air,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">And he handles his spirited horse with great care.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p><b>Spiders that Kill Birds.</b>—Everybody knows that spiders catch flies and +other insects; but that some of them kill little birds may not be so +generally known. A traveller in Brazil tells us that he caught one of +them in the very act, while going through a forest in the Amazons. The +spider was a hairy fellow, with a body two inches long, and eight legs +measuring seven inches each, from end to end. The writer describing the +incident says: "I was attracted by a movement of the monster on a tree +trunk; it was close beneath a deep crevice in the tree, across which was +stretched a dense white web. The lower part of the web was broken, and +two small birds, finches, were entangled in the pieces. One of them was +quite dead, and the other nearly so. I drove away the monster, and took +the birds, but the second one soon died. The fact of species of Mygale, +to which genus this spider belongs, sallying forth at night, mounting +trees, and sucking the eggs and young of hummingbirds, has been recorded +long ago by Madame Merian and Palisot de Beauvois; but, in the absence +of any confirmation, it has come to be discredited. From the way the +fact has been related it would appear that it had been merely derived +from the report of natives, and had not been witnessed by the narrators. +The Mygales are quite common insects: some species make their cells +under stones, others form artistical tunnels in the earth, and some +build their dens in the thatch of houses. The natives call them Aranhas +carangueijeiras, or crab-spiders. The hairs with which they are clothed +come off when touched, and cause a peculiar and almost maddening +irritation. The first specimen that I killed and prepared was handled +incautiously, and I suffered terribly for three days afterward. I think +this is not owing to any poisonous quality residing in the hairs, but to +their being short and hard, and thus getting into the fine creases of +the skin. Some Mygales are of immense size. One day I saw the children +belonging to an Indian family with one of these monsters secured by a +cord round its waist, by which they were leading it about the house as +they would a dog."</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/scan013.jpg" width="600" height="444" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<h3>GETTING A HITCH.</h3> + +<p class="center">Cut, cut behind! The faster old Dobbin goes, the lighter grows his load.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/scan014.jpg" width="600" height="584" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<h3>ASSURANCE.</h3> + +<p class="center">"Strike out, Nuncky; Sis and I will hold you up."</p> + + + + + + + + +<pre> + + + + + +End of Project Gutenberg's Harper's Young People, January 20, 1880, by Various + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, JAN 20, 1880 *** + +***** This file should be named 28313-h.htm or 28313-h.zip ***** +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: + https://www.gutenberg.org/2/8/3/1/28313/ + +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, January 20, 1880 + An Illustrated Weekly + +Author: Various + +Release Date: March 11, 2009 [EBook #28313] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ASCII + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, JAN 20, 1880 *** + + + + +Produced by Annie McGuire + + + + + + + + +[Illustration: HARPER'S + +YOUNG PEOPLE + +AN ILLUSTRATED WEEKLY.] + + + * * * * * + +VOL. I.--NO. 12. PUBLISHED BY HARPER & BROTHERS, NEW YORK. PRICE FOUR +CENTS. + +Tuesday, January 20, 1880. Copyright, 1880, by HARPER & BROTHERS. $1.50 +per Year, in Advance. + + * * * * * + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Poor pussy comes at break of day, + And wakes me up to make me play; + But I am such a sleepy head, + That I'd much rather stay in bed! + + + + +OUR OWN STAR. + + +"As we have already," began the Professor, "had a talk about the stars +in general, let us this morning give a little attention to our own +particular star." + +"Is there a star that we can call our own?" asked May, with unusual +animation. "How nice! I wonder if it can be the one I saw from our front +window last evening, that looked so bright and beautiful?" + +"I am sure it was not," said the Professor, "if you saw it in the +evening." + +"Is it hard to see our star, then?" she said. + +"By no means," replied the Professor; "rather it is hard not to see it. +But you must be careful about looking directly at it, or your eyes will +be badly dazzled, it is so very bright. Our star is no other than the +sun. And we are right in calling it a star, because all the stars are +suns, and very likely give light and heat to worlds as large as our +earth, though they are all so far off that we can not see them. Our star +seems so much brighter and hotter than the others, only because it is so +much nearer to us than they are, though still it is some ninety-two +millions of miles away." + +"How big is the sun?" asked Joe. + +"You can get the clearest idea of its size by a comparison. The earth is +7920 miles in diameter, that is, as measured right through the centre. +Now suppose it to be only one inch, or about as large as a plum or a +half-grown peach; then we would have to regard the sun as three yards in +diameter, so that if it were in this room it would reach from the floor +to the ceiling." + +"How do they find out the distance of the sun?" asked Joe. + +"Until lately," replied the Professor, "the same method was pursued as +in surveying, that is, by measuring lines and angles. An angle, you +know, is the corner made by two lines coming together, as in the letter +V. But that method did not answer very well, as it did not make the +distance certain within several millions of miles. Quite recently +Professor Newcomb has found out a way of measuring the sun's distance by +the velocity of its light. He has invented a means of learning exactly +how fast light moves; and then, by comparing this with the time light +takes to come from the sun to us, he is able to tell how far off the sun +is. Thus, if a man knows how many miles he walks in an hour, and how +many hours it takes him to walk to a certain place, he can very easily +figure up the number of miles it is away." + +"Why," said Gus, "that sounds just like what Bob Stebbins said the other +day in school. He has a big silver watch that he is mighty fond of +hauling out of his pocket before everybody. A caterpillar came crawling +through the door, and went right toward the teacher's desk at the other +end of the room. 'Now,' said Bob, 'if that fellow will only keep +straight ahead, I can tell how long the room is.' So out came the watch, +and Bob wrote down the time and how many inches the caterpillar +travelled in a minute. But just then Sally Smith came across his track +with her long dress, and swept him to Jericho. We boys all laughed out; +Sally blushed and got angry; and the teacher kept us in after school." + +"Astronomers have the same kind of troubles," said the Professor. "They +incur great labor and expense to take some particular observation that +is possible only once in a number of years, and then for only a few +minutes. And after their instruments are all carefully set up, and their +calculations made, the clouds spread over the sky, and hide everything +they wish to see. People, too, are very apt to laugh at their +disappointment. + +"There would, however, be no science of astronomy if those who pursued +it were discouraged by common difficulties. To explain the heavenly +bodies they sometimes try to make little systems or images of the sun +and the planets; but they are never able to show the sizes and distances +correctly. If they were to begin by making the sun one inch in diameter, +then the earth would have to be three yards off, and as small as a grain +of dust; some of the planets would have to be across the street, and +others away beyond the opposite houses. So when you look at these little +solar systems, as they are called, you must remember that the sizes and +distances are all wrong. + +"Still, you can get from them some idea how the sun stands in the +middle, and the earth and other planets go round, and how the earth, +while going round the sun, keeps also turning itself around. You have +seen how a top, while spinning, sometimes runs round in a circle. That +is just the way our earth does. And if you imagine a candle in the +centre of the circle that the top makes, you will see why it is +sometimes day and sometimes night. When the side of the earth we are on +is turned toward the sun, we have day; and when we have spun past the +sun, night comes. + +"The sun seems to go past us, and people used to think it really did. +But we know now that it is as if we were in a rail-car, and the trees +and houses seemed to be rushing along, when we ourselves are the ones +that are moving. The sun and all the stars seem to move through the sky +from east to west; but it is only our earth that is turning itself the +other way, and carrying us with it." + +"What makes summer and winter?" asked Joe. + +"I think that the top will help you to understand that too. You have +noticed that when it spins it does not always stand straight up, but +often leans over to one side. So sometimes the upper part of it would be +over toward the candle, and sometimes over away from it. The earth leans +over too in this same manner; and that is the reason why we have summer +and winter. When by this leaning our part of the earth is toward the +sun, we get more heat, and have a warm season; when we are leaning away +from the sun, and are more in the shadow, the cold weather comes, and +continues until we get into a good position to be warmed up again. + +"A kind Providence brings this all around very regularly, and there is +no danger of our being kept so long in the cold that we would freeze to +death. Everything works like a clock that is never allowed to run down +or get out of order. In spinning, the earth carries us round twelve or +fifteen times as fast as the fastest railway train has ever yet been +made to run; and in making its circle round the sun, it moves as fast as +a shot from a gun." + +"Oh! oh!" exclaimed the children; and Joe asked, "Why are we not all +dashed to pieces?" + +"Because," said the Professor, "we do not run against anything large +enough to do any harm; and we do not realize how fast we are moving, or +that we are moving at all, because we do not pass near anything that is +standing still. You know that in riding we look at the trees and fences +by the road-side to see how rapidly we are going. The hills in the +distance do not show our speed, but seem to be following us. Unless we +look outside we can not know anything about it, excepting, perhaps, we +may guess from the noise and jostling of the vehicle. But as the earth +moves smoothly and without the least noise, we would think it stood +entirely still did not astronomers assure us of its wonderfully rapid +motion. It took them a great while to find it out. When they began to +suspect it there was a great dispute over it. Some said it moved; others +said it did not. The two parties were for a time very bitter against +each other; but now all agree in the belief of its rapid motion." + +"A queer thing to quarrel about, I must say," remarked Gus. "I wouldn't +have cared a straw whether it moved or not, if I could only have been +allowed to move about on it as I pleased." + +"I hope you are not getting uneasy, Gus," said Joe. + +"There is evident reason," observed Jack, "to suspect that his +appreciation of the marvels of science is insufficient to preserve--" + +"Oh, bother! Jack, don't give us your college stuff now, after the +Professor has told us so much. We like to hear him, of course. I do, for +one, a great deal better than I thought I should. But then a fellow +can't help getting tired." + + + + +BABY'S EYES. + + + When the baby's eyes are blue, + Think we of a summer day, + Violets, and dancing rills. + When the baby's eyes are gray, + Doves and dawn are brought to mind. + Brown--of gentle fawns we dream, + And ripe nuts in shady woods. + Black--of midnight skies that gleam + With bright stars. But blue or gray, + Black or brown, like flower or star, + Sweeter eyes can never be + To mamma than baby's are. + + + + +[Begun in No. 11 of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, January 13.] + +LADY PRIMROSE. + +BY FLETCHER READE. + + +CHAPTER II. + + "Infinite riches in a little room." + +The words of the wise old woman of Hollowbush were true, then. Here was +a place where gems were more abundant than flowers; and as the child +stood on the threshold gazing into the diminutive but wondrously +beautiful apartment that had opened so suddenly before her, she saw that +she was indeed in the presence-chamber of a king. + +The walls were of pure white marble, studded with diamonds, and from the +ceiling, which she could almost touch with her hand, hung slender +chandeliers of the same material. In each of these, instead of lamps, +were innumerable sapphires, throwing a soft blue light over all the +place. In every stone a star seemed to be burning steady and clear and +wonderfully brilliant. It was the asteria, or star sapphire, which was +alone considered worthy to light even the outer courts of the king over +a country so rich in gems as this. + +The child clapped her hands, and would no doubt have shouted with +delight if she had not found herself encircled by tiny men, all looking +exactly alike, and all winking and blinking at her just as the +gate-keeper had done. + +Before she could speak, or even clap her hands a second time, they had +entirely surrounded her, joining hands, and wheeling round and round, +singing as they went: + + "Workers are we--one, two, three-- + And merry men all, as you see, as you see; + Deep under the ground, + Where jewels are found, + We work, and we sing + While we dance in a ring. + But a mortal has come to the caves below, + So, merry men all, bow low, bow low, + For our sister she'll be--one, two, three." + +Three times did these strange and merry little people sing their song, +and three times did they whirl around the new-comer, thus introducing +themselves and welcoming her to their dominions. + +[Illustration: "I AM THE KING OF THE MINERAL WORKERS."] + +Then one of them, but whether the gate-keeper or another she could not +tell, stepped forward, and making a low bow, said. "I am the king of the +mineral-workers and the workers in stone. These are my people; but +because you are a mortal, we one and all bow before you." + +At these words all the little people bowed and waved their hands. Then +the king continued: + +"Henceforth you are to be known as the Princess Bebe;" and he mounted a +marble footstool that stood close by, standing on tiptoe, and placing on +the head of the new-made princess a tiny coronet of pearls. Dumb with +astonishment, the Princess Bebe listened quietly to all that was said to +her, and allowed herself to be led away by one of the little men, who +had been appointed her chamberlain. + +It was now getting late, and she was glad enough to be shown to her own +room, that she might think over the many wonderful things which she had +seen. + +But here were new wonder and new riches. + +Instead of being covered with a carpet, the floor was laid in squares of +jasper, the windows were of pure white crystal instead of glass, and the +curtains were made of a fine net-work of gold, caught back with a double +row of amethysts. + +The furniture was of gold and silver, exquisitely carved, and the quilt, +which lay in stiff folds over the bed, was a marvel of beautiful colors +that seemed to be now one thing and now another. + +The Princess Bebe held her breath. "It will be like going to sleep on a +rainbow," she said to herself, for the opal bed was full of changing +colors, now red, now green, and then purple and soft rose-pink, and +then, perhaps, green again. "There was never anything so beautiful as +this!" exclaimed the princess, throwing herself down; but the next +moment she was ready to cry with vexation, for there was neither warmth +nor softness in the opal bed, and she lay awake all night, alternately +shivering and crying. + +"I won't stay in this place another moment," she said, the next morning, +when the chamberlain knocked at her door. + +The chamberlain bowed, and held before her a silver cup filled with +jewels. "These are a present from the king to the Princess Bebe," he +said, holding it up for her inspection. + +There was first of all a diamond necklace, just what she had been +wishing for; then there were ear-rings and bracelets of lapis lazuli of +a beautiful azure color; string after string of pearls; emeralds set in +buckles for her shoes; amethysts; sapphires as blue as the sea; and last +of all a large topaz, which shone with a brilliant yellow light, as if +it had been sunshine which some one had caught and imprisoned for her. + +The Princess Bebe forgot for a moment her hard bed and sleepless night, +and ran to the king to thank him for his presents. + +"I am glad to find that you are pleased with your new home," said the +king, graciously. "Did the princess sleep well during the night?" + +"Oh, not at all well," she answered, forgetting her errand. "And I was +very cold, besides." + +"Cold? cold?" said the king, sharply. "We must see to that." + +Turning to one of his attendants, who held a crystal cup on which were +engraved the arms of the royal family, he took from it a stone of a dark +orange color, and said, + +"This is a jacinth, my dear princess. Whenever you are cold, you have +only to rub your hands against it, and you will feel a delicious sense +of warmth stealing through your limbs." + +The princess rubbed her hands against the smooth stone as the king +suggested; but she almost immediately threw it away again, crying out +with pain. + +"Oh, I don't like it at all," she exclaimed. "It pricks and hurts." + +"It is nothing but the electricity," answered the king. "You will soon +get accustomed to it, and I have no doubt will be quite fond of your +electrical stove." + +"I don't want to get accustomed to it," answered the princess. "I want +to go home." + +Then the king's face grew dark, and his pale blue eyes winked and +blinked until they shone like two blazing lights. + +"No one comes into our country to go away again," he said at length. +"You are the Princess Bebe, adopted daughter of the king of the +mineral-workers and the workers in stone, and with him you must stay for +the rest of your life." + +In spite of her diamond necklace, the princess was actually crying, +although it is almost past belief that any one with a diamond necklace +could cry; but the merry little mineral-workers, seeing the tears in her +eyes, crowded around her, and tried their best to comfort her. + +"Come into the garden," said one; and "Come to the gold chests," said +another, "and see the diamonds." + +"Diamonds!" exclaimed the princess, angrily and ungratefully: "I hate +the very sight of them. But I would like to see the garden," she added, +more gently. + +Aleck, the gate-keeper, offered to act as escort, and the princess dried +her eyes. He at least was her friend, she thought; and on the way to the +garden, being very hungry, she ventured to ask him when they were to +have breakfast. + +"Breakfast!" he said. "Why, we don't have breakfasts here." + +"Well, then, dinner," suggested the princess, meekly. + +"Nor dinners either," replied the little man. "Why should we have +dinners?" + +"But at least you have suppers," said the princess, desperately, and +feeling ready to cry again. + +"What are you thinking of?" asked the gate-keeper, with an air of +surprise. + +Then the princess grew angry. + +"What am I thinking of?" she cried, at the top of her voice. "I am +thinking of something to eat--that's what I'm thinking of, and I'm +almost starved." + +The little gate-keeper looked up, with a curious smile on his face, and +answered: + +"Well, then, my dear princess, if that is what makes you unhappy, pray +don't think of it any more. No one ever eats anything here. Indeed, I +can not imagine anything more absurd." + +Then, being at heart a very kind and obliging little person, he came +close to the princess, and said: + +"I am sorry for you--indeed I am, but don't give way to tears. They +won't turn stones into bread. I beseech you, my dear Princess Bebe, to +look at our fruit trees and flowers. They are considered very beautiful. +I have no doubt but the sight of them will help you to bear this strange +feeling which you call hunger." Then, kissing the princess's hand, he +added: "I must leave you now and go to the gate. Amuse yourself in the +garden, my dear princess, till I return." + +It was a wondrously beautiful garden, as any one could see, but somehow +the Princess Bebe did not get much comfort from it. + +"Oh, if those were only real apples!" she sighed, for there were what +seemed to be apple-trees in great abundance. But the apples were of +malachite--a hard opaque stone of two shades of green--and when she +tried to taste the grapes, she found they were only purple amethysts +arranged in graceful clusters. The cherries were all of stone, instead +of having a stone in the middle; and the plums were just as bad and just +as beautiful--the cherries were deep red rubies, and the plums were made +of chrysoprase. Nothing but hard glittering gems wherever she turned her +eyes. + +The poor princess seemed likely to die of starvation in spite of her +riches, but she thought she would be almost willing to endure hunger if +she could only have a rose that would smell like the sweet-brier roses +which grew in Hollowbush in her own little garden. For what she had at +first taken to be roses were, after all, nothing but pink coral +cunningly carved, the daffodils were of amber, and the forget-me-nots +were one and all made of the pale blue turquoise. + +"It is very certain that I must die," said the princess, sadly, and she +covered her face with her hands, crying bitterly, and praying that if +death must come to her, it might come quickly. + +[TO BE CONTINUED.] + + + + +JOE AND BLINKY. + + +Blinky was a poor dirty little puppy whom somebody had lost, and +somebody else had stolen, and whose miserable little life was a burden +to himself until Joe found him. It happened one warm day in July that +Joe, whose bright eyes were always pretty wide open, saw a group of +youngsters eagerly clustering about an object which appeared to interest +them very much. This object squirmed, gasped, and occasionally kicked, +to the great amusement of the little crowd, who liked excitement of any +sort. Joe put his head over the shoulders of the children, and saw a +wretched little dog in the agonies of a convulsion. Now, instead of +giving him pleasure, this sight pained him grievously, as did any +suffering, and Joe pushed his way through the crowd, asking whose dog it +was. No one claimed it; and Joe was watched with great interest, and +warned most zealously, as he took the poor little creature by the nape +of its neck to the nearest pump. + +"You'd better look out. He's mad. See if he isn't." + +"What yer goin' to do?--kill him? My father's got a pistol; I'll run and +get it." + +"No, you needn't," said Joe. + +There was no pound in the town, and so the dog was worthless, and after +a while the crowd of children found something else to interest them. + +Joe bathed the little dog, and rubbed it, and soothed its violent +struggles, and carried it away to a quiet corner on the steps of a house +where a great elm-tree made a refreshing shade. Here he sat a long time, +watching his little patient, and glad to find it getting quieter and +quieter, until it fell fast asleep in his arms. Joe did not move, so +pleased was he to relieve the poor little creature, whose thin flanks +revealed a long course of suffering. There were few passers in the +street, and Joe had no school duties, thanks to its being vacation, so +he was free to do as he chose. After more than an hour the poor little +dog opened its eyes, which were so dazzled by the light that Joe at once +named him Blinky, and presently a hot red little tongue was licking +Joe's big brown hand. That was enough for Joe; it was as plain a "thank +you" as he wanted, and he carried his stray charge home to share his +dinner. + +From that day Joe was seldom seen without Blinky; and after many good +dinners, and plenty of sleep without terrible dreams of tins tied to his +tail, Blinky began to grow handsome, and Joe to be very proud of him. +Blinky slept under Joe's bed, woke him every morning with a sharp little +bark, as much as saying, "Wake up, lazy fellow, and have a frolic with +me," and then bounced up beside him for a game. And how he frisked when +Joe took him out! The only thing he did not enjoy was his weekly +scrubbing, and the combing with an old coarse toilet comb which +followed. But he bore it patiently for Joe's sake. Vacation came to an +end, and school began. This was as sore a trial to Blinky as to Joe, for +of course he could not be allowed in school, though he left Joe at the +door with most regretful and downcast looks, which said plainly, "This +is injustice; you and I should never be parted," and he was always +waiting when school was out. + +Joe hated school; he would much rather have been chestnutting in the +woods, gay with their crimson and yellow leaves, or chasing the +squirrels with Blinky; but he knew he had to study, if ever he was to be +of any use in the world, and so he tried to forget the delights of +roaming, or the charms of Blinky's company. But when the first snow +came, how hard it was to stick at the old books! How delicious was the +frosty air, and how pure and fresh the new-fallen snow, waiting to be +made use of as Joe so well knew how! + +"Duty first," said Joe to himself, as with shovel and broom he cleared +the path in the court-yard, and shovelled the kitchen steps clean. He +did it so well that his father tossed him some pennies--for he was +saving up to buy Blinky a collar--and he turned off with a light heart +for school, with Blinky at his heels. + +The school-mistress had a hard time that day; all the boys were wild +with fun, one only of them not sharing the glee. This one was a little +chap whose parents had sent him up North from Georgia to his relatives, +the parents being too poor after the war to maintain their family. He +was a skinny little fellow, always shivering and snuffling, and his name +was Bob. + +Now Bob wasn't a favorite. The boys liked to tease him, called him +"Little Reb," and he in turn disliked them, and was ever ready to report +their mischievous pranks to the teacher. If there was anything pleasant +about the boy, no one knew it, because no one took the trouble to find +out. Bob did not relish the snow; he was pinched and blue, and whenever +he had the chance was huddling up against the stove; besides, he liked +to read, and would rather have staid in all day with a book of fairy +tales than shared the gayest romp they could have suggested. This +afternoon Joe had made so many mistakes in his arithmetic examples that +he was obliged to stay late, and do them over; but he was sorely +annoyed and tempted at hearing the shouts and cries of joy with which +the boys saluted each other as they escaped from the school-room, and he +spoke very crossly when a little voice at his elbow said, + +"Please may I go home with you?" + +"No," said Joe. + +"Ah, please!" + +Joe turned, and saw that it was Bob. This provoked him still more. "I +said _no_, 'tell-tale.' What do I want to be bothered with you?" + +Bob turned away, disappointed. Joe kept on at his lesson; it was very +perplexing, and he was out of humor. Besides, the fun outside was +increasing; he could hear the roars of laughter, the whiz of the flying +snow-balls, and the gleeful crows of the conquering heroes. He was the +only one in the school-room. Presently there was a hush, a sort of +premonitory symptom of more mischief brewing outside, which provoked his +curiosity to the utmost. + +"Five times ten, divided by three, and-- Oh, I can't stand this," said +Joe, as he gave a push to his slate, and ran to the window. + +The boys had gone off to the farthest corner of the vacant lot on which +the school-house stood, and by the appearance of things were preparing +to have an animated game of foot-ball; but by the gestures and general +drift of motions Joe saw, to his horror, that poor little Bob was +evidently to be the victim. Already they were rolling him in the snow, +and cuffing him about as if he were made of India rubber, and deserved +no better treatment. + +Joe's conscience woke up in a minute, for he knew that if he had allowed +Bob to wait for him as he had wanted to do, the boys would not have +dared to touch him, and he felt ashamed of his unkindness and ill humor +as he saw the results. + +The child was getting fearfully maltreated, as Joe saw, not merely on +account of their dislike for him, but because in their gambols the boys +were lost to all sense of the cruelty they were practicing, and they +tossed him about regardless of the fact that his bones could be broken +or his sinews snapped. + +Cramming his books in his bag, and snatching up his cap, Joe dashed out +of the door. Blinky was ready for him, and did not know what all this +haste meant, but dashed after his master, as in duty bound. + +"I say, fellers, stop that!" he shouted, repeating the "stop that!" as +loud as his lungs could make the exertion. The din was so great that it +was some moments before they heard him, but Blinky barked at their +heels, and helped to arrest their attention. + +"Stop! what shall we stop for?" asked one of the bigger and rougher +ones. + +"You are doing a mean, hateful thing--that's why." + +"Oho! that's because you haven't a share in it," was the sneering reply. + +"If you'll stop, I'll run the gauntlet for you," said Joe. There was a +pause. Perhaps that would be better than foot-ball; besides, Joe never +got mad, and little Bob was crying hard. "Let Bob go home, fair and +square, and I'll run," repeated Joe. + +"All right," they shouted. "Come on, then." + +[Illustration: "FIRE AWAY!"] + +Joe helped to uncover Bob, shook the snow off his clothes, wiped his +eyes with the cuff of his coat, and sent him on his way. Then the boys +formed two lines, each with as many snow-balls as he could hurriedly +make, and Joe prepared for the run. Blinky was furious, and as Joe +shouted, "Fire away!" and started down the line, he barked himself +hoarse. Hot and heavy came the balls, or rather cold and fast they fell +on Joe's back and head and school bag. But he was a good runner, and +tore like mad from his pursuers, screaming, as he ran, "Fire away! fire +away!" until he reached a cellar door, where he knew he could take +refuge. Here he halted; but Blinky was in a rage at having his master +thus used. Joe did not mind it in the least, and was as full of fun as +he could be. When he got home he found his mother making apple pies; she +had baked one in a saucer for him. It looked delicious, but as he was +about to bite it, he said, "Mother, may I just run over to Mrs. Allen's +for a minute?" + +"Oh yes," was the reply. + +Wrapping up the pie in a napkin, he carried it with him. By the side of +the stove, with his head aching and bound up in a handkerchief, he found +poor little Bob. Without a word, he stuffed the nice little pie in Bob's +hands, and then rushed out again. + +It is hardly necessary to say that in the future Blinky had a rival, and +that rival was Bob. + + + + +A SAIL ON THE NILE. + +BY SARA KEABLES HUNT. + + +Did you ever go sailing on the Nile? Come, then, and imagine yourselves, +on a clear warm January day, afloat on the river of which you have so +often heard. What a sensation we should create if we could go sailing up +the Hudson some sunny morning, our broad lateen-sail swelling in the +breeze, and the Egyptian flag flying behind! + +Let us take a walk over the boat which for two months will be to us a +floating home, and to which we shall become really attached before we +leave its deck, and the shores of the Nile. It is a queerly shaped +vessel, entirely different from any other which has ever carried you +over the waters. The length is about seventy-two feet, and the width +between fourteen and fifteen feet at the broadest part; it has a sharp +prow, and stands deep in the water forward; it is flat-bottomed, like +all Nile boats, on account of the shallow water in the spring. + +Here, a little way from the bow, is the kitchen--a small square place, +where the cook holds undisputed sway, and gratifies your palate with +novel and delicious dishes. This little spot is a very important part of +the boat, I assure you, for sailing on the Nile gives you a keen relish +for good dinners. + +Somewhat back of here is the mast, rising thirty feet or more, and the +long yard, suspended by ropes, large at the lower part, but tapering +toward the extreme point, where floats the pennant which you have +secured for the occasion. + +This long yard bears the large triangular lateen-sail, its huge +dimensions necessary to catch the wind when the river is low and the +banks high. The sides of the boat are protected by a low railing not +more than six inches in height, over which the sailors can easily step, +as they will have occasion to do many times during the voyage. The +main-deck is usually occupied by the crew, and from here are stairs +leading to the quarter-deck, over the cabin and saloon, where we will +take seats under the awning by-and-by, and watch the scenery on the +banks of the river. + +Let us go down these few steps leading to the saloon. We find ourselves +in a room occupying the breadth of the boat; there are windows on each +side, with long divans, below them, a round table in the centre, chairs, +cupboards, and book-cases completing the furniture. Now let us open +these glass doors, walk along this narrow passage, and take a look at +the sleeping-cabins. They measure six feet by four, half of which is +filled by the bed, which gives you girls little room in which to arrange +your toilet; but you will not care to devote many hours to that while +here. + +Such is our floating home, and though limited in space, you can be most +comfortable if you have a contented disposition, and a heart and mind to +appreciate the wonders around and above you. + +And now let us ascend to the quarter-deck. It looks very cheerful, with +its centre table loaded with books and papers, its bright-colored divan +and easy-chairs; so we will be seated while I introduce you to the crew. + +There is the reis, or captain--Hassaneen by name--a grave, quiet little +old man, standing there at the bow of the boat, with a long pole in +hand, sounding the water now and then, and reporting the depth. You will +always find him there, reserved, thoughtful, his whole attention +apparently fixed on his employment. + +Do you see that old gray-bearded man with his hand on the rudder? That +is Abdullah, always there, even when we are at anchor. Then a heap of +blue and a gray burnoose in the same place tell us Abdullah is asleep. +We need never fear while that old man is at the helm, for he will guide +us safely by sand-banks and bowlders to the destined port. + +Of the remainder of the crew I can not give so good a report. They are a +curious assemblage of one-eyed, forefingerless, toothless men, +bare-legged, in robes of dark blue, and gay turbans, it being a common +custom to render themselves thus maimed in order to escape military +conscription. There is Mohammed, a good-natured fellow, ready to do just +as his companions do, whether it be good or bad. There is Said, a +cunning, deceitful-looking man, but a good sailor. Just to the right is +Hassan, black as coal, with glittering eyes, a tall form, and tremendous +muscle; he is a faithful fellow, willing to obey to the letter, but +without any judgment. There are Sulieman and Ali, the laziest ones on +board, strong as any, but the first to cry out, "Halt," and the +sleepiest couple on the Nile. There is Yusuf, always at his prayers, and +more willing to pray than work. There is Achmet, watching his chance to +run away. Then comes Mustapha, whose duty it is to clean the decks, +scour the knives, and wait on the travellers generally. And last but not +least is little Benessie, called "el wallad" (the boy), who does more +work and takes more steps than all the rest of the crew together. Ah, +these boys!--they're worth a dozen men sometimes. He makes the fires, +waits on the crew, and is at everybody's beck and call, from the howadji +to the sailor. He is a dark-eyed, shy little fellow, not particularly +neat in his appearance, and always sucking sugar-cane, which probably is +one of the attractions to the flies that gather continually on his face +and eyes. + +So there they are--a lazy set of fellows, take them all together; lazy +in general when there is no present labor on hand. I think they work +well, though, when a necessity arises. It is not an Arab's nature to +look ahead; he sees only the present. + +And now our sail is shaken out--we are off, the American flag floating +aloft at the point of our tapering yard, and we seated in our +easy-chairs or reclining on the divan of our decks, watching the scenery +as we glide along. There before us are endless groups of masts and +sails. The western shore is like a rich painting, with its palms and +Pyramids, while opposite, half hidden in shining dark acacias, are +palaces of the pashas, with their silent-looking harems and latticed +windows. Cangias (small row-boats) are fastened to the banks, and the +moan and creak of the sakias (water-wheels) tell us we are indeed upon +the enchanted Nile. + +Behind us rise the shining minarets of the city, and the Pyramids follow +us as we go, photographing their outlines on our memory forever; the +soft green plain slopes gently to the river; and as if stirred to life +by the witchery of the surroundings, our bird-like boat flings her great +wings to the breeze, and skims the waters, bounding along, as if with +conscious joy, between the green plains of the Nile Valley. + +The river is alive with boats, all bound southward, fine diahbeehs +sweeping along, and looking proudly down on the lesser craft, and huge +lumbering country boats laden with grain. + +The landscape is not monotonous, though there is a sameness in its +character, for the lines in that crystal air are always changing, and +day after day the panorama unrolls, with its fields of waving tobacco +and blossoming cotton, where workers are lazily busy. + +We are passing the ruins of ancient cities as we sail onward, or are +dragged along by the crew harnessed together by ropes, which task they +call tracking. They never perform this labor reluctantly, or with any +ill temper, but always accompanying their work with a monotonous +sing-song in a slightly nasal twang, till the air is filled with these +perpetual sounds of "Allah, haylee sah. Eiya Mohammed." + +We see in this a relic of by-gone days, for the ancient Egyptians are +painted on the tombs accompanying their work with song and clapping of +hands. + +As we are borne on through and into the creamy light of this glowing +atmosphere, where the sunshine seems to pour into and blend with +everything, we can hardly wonder that sun worship was an instinct of the +earliest races, or that the little child believes that the East lies +near the rising sun. + +On, on we go, past the ruins of ancient cities, never pausing in the +upward journey: it is only on the return that you visit the places of +renown. + +There lies Karnac, with its myriads of gigantic columns. Yonder sits +Memnon, "beloved of the morning," which was said to give forth a note of +music when the rising sun shone upon it. There is Luxor, Dendereh, +Thebes. Sometimes amid the warm light your thoughts will go away +thousands of miles, where the frosts shiver upon the windows, the snows +lie heavy upon the hills, and warm hearts are praying for the traveller; +but the days will creep swiftly by on the Nile, and too soon will come +the hour when, the journey ended, we must leave the river, the palms, +the Pyramids, and bid a long adieu to our pleasant floating home. + + + + +THE WHITE BEAR OF THE ARCTIC REGIONS. + + +The polar bear, the _nannook_ of the Esquimaux, has its home in the +desolate and icy wastes which border the northern seas. It has many +characteristics in common with its brothers which live in warmer +countries. It is very sagacious and cunning, sometimes playful, but is +not a very savage beast, and will rarely attack a hunter unless in +self-defense, or when driven by hunger to fall upon everything which +comes in its way. Dr. Kane, the great arctic traveller, says he has +himself shot as many as a dozen bears near at hand, and never but once +received a charge in return. The hair of the polar bear is very coarse +and thick, and white like the snow-banks among which it lives. Its +favorite food is the seal, which abounds in the northern regions; it +will also eat walrus, but as that animal is very strong, and possesses a +pair of formidable tusks, bears are sometimes beaten in their attempts +to capture it. Wonderful stories are told of bears mounting to the top +of high cliffs and pushing heavy stones down upon the head of some +unwary walrus sleeping or sunning himself at the foot, and then rushing +down to dispatch the stunned and bruised animal, but arctic travellers +disagree upon this point. A very hungry bear will sometimes attack a +walrus in the water, for the polar bear is a powerful swimmer; but in +his peculiar element--and he is never far from it--the walrus is the +best fighter, and his tough hide serves as an almost impenetrable armor. + +As seal hunter the polar bear displays much cunning. It will watch +patiently for hours in the vicinity of a seal hole in the ice, and the +instant its prey comes out to bask in the sun, the sly bear crouches, +with its fore-paws doubled up under its body, while with its hind-legs +it slowly and noiselessly pushes and hitches itself along toward the +desired game. Does the seal raise its head to look around, the bear +remains motionless, its color making it hardly distinguishable, until +the unsuspecting seal takes another nap. When the bear is near enough, +with a sudden movement it seizes the innocent and defenseless victim, +and makes a fat feast. Unless it is very hungry, it eats little besides +the blubber, leaving the rest for the foxes. It is said that arctic +foxes often follow in the path of bears, and gain their entire living +from the refuse of the bear's feast. + +The nest of the she-bear is a wonderful illustration of instinct, and a +proof of the fact that a thick wall of snow is an excellent protection +against cold. Toward the month of December the bear selects a spot at +the foot of some cliff, where she burrows in the snow, and, remaining +quiet, allows the heavy snow-storms to cover her with drifts. The warmth +of her body enlarges the hole so that she can move herself, and her +breath always keeps a small passage open in the roof of her den. Before +retiring to these winter-quarters she eats voraciously, and becomes +enormously fat, so that she is able to exist a long time without food. +In this snuggery the bear remains until some time in March, when she +breaks down the walls of her palace, and comes out to renew her +wandering life, with some little white baby bears for her companions, +which have been born during her long seclusion. + +Many funny and exciting stories are told by arctic travellers of +encounters with bears. During Dr. Kane's expedition a scouting party who +were away from the ship, and sleeping in a tent on the ice, were +awakened by a scratching in the snow outside. On looking out they saw a +huge bear reconnoitring the circuit of the tent. Their fire-arms were +stacked on the sledge a short distance off, as had they been kept inside +the tent, the frost from the men's breath would have clogged them and +rendered them useless. There was nothing to be done but to keep quiet, +and hope his bearship would go away. But the bear was bent on discovery, +and his big head soon appeared through the fold of the tent. Volleys of +lucifer matches and burning newspapers which were thrown at him did not +disturb him in the least, and he quietly proceeded to make his supper +upon the carcass of a seal. One of the men then cut a hole in the rear +of the tent, and crawling cautiously out, was able to reach the guns, +and soon sent a bullet through the body of the huge beast. + +[Illustration: SLAIN IN DEFENSE OF HER YOUNG.] + +The mother bear's affection for her little ones is so strong that she +will lose her life defending them. Two arctic huntsmen once saw a bear +taking a promenade on an ice island with two little cubs. Chase was +given at once, but the bear did not perceive the hunters until they were +within five hundred yards of her. She then stood up on her hind-legs +like a dancing bear, gave one good look at her pursuers, and started to +run at full speed over the smooth ice, her cubs close at her heels. She +had the advantage of the hunters, as the feet of the polar bear are +thickly covered with long hair--nature's wise provision to keep the +animal from slipping; but the ice soon broke up into a vast expanse of +slush, and here the little cubs stuck fast. The faithful mother seized +first one and then the other, but proceeded with so much difficulty that +the hunters were soon near enough to fire at her. The little ones clung +to their mother's dead body, and it was with great difficulty that the +hunters succeeded in dragging them to the camp, where they stoutly +resisted all friendly advances, and bit and struggled, and roared as +loud as they could. + +Bears often annoy arctic travellers by breaking open the caches, or +store-houses, left along the line of march for return supplies. Dr. Kane +relates that he found one of his caches, which had been built with heavy +rocks laid together with extreme care, entirely destroyed, the bears +apparently having had a grand frolic, rolling about the bread barrels, +playing foot-ball with the heavy iron cases of pemmican, and even +gnawing to shreds the American flag which surmounted the cache. + +Roast bear meat is very palatable and welcome food to travellers in the +dreary frozen arctic regions, and at the cry of "Nannook! nannook!" ("A +bear! a bear!") from the Esquimaux guides, both men and dogs start in +eager pursuit. The bear being white like the snow, it often escapes +detection, and Dr. Kane mentions approaching what he thought was a heap +of somewhat dingy snow, when he was startled by a "menagerie roar," +which sent him running toward the ship, throwing back his mittens, one +at a time, to divert the bear's attention. + +Polar bears are sometimes found upon floating ice-cakes a hundred miles +from land, having been caught during some sudden break up of the vast +ice-fields of arctic seas, and every year a dozen or more come drifting +down to the northern shores of Iceland, where, ravenous after their long +voyage, they fall furiously upon the herds. Their life on shore, +however, is very brief, as the inhabitants rise in arms and speedily +dispatch them. + + + + +A NORSK STORY. + + +On one of the _fjords_, or bays, which so deeply indent the coast of +Norway lived two lads, sons of well-to-do farmers, who, besides their +fields of rye and wheat, their _marks_, or pasture fields, and their +_saeters_, or hay-making fields, farther away, had also an interest in +the fisheries for which Norway is so famous. The salmon, the herring, +and the cod are all caught in great numbers; so also is the shark, and +used for its oil, which passes for cod-liver oil. + +The fathers of Lars and Klaus were, however, peasants. They worked on +their farms, and above their green pastures rose lofty mountains clad in +fir-trees, dusky pines, mottled beeches, and silver birches. Klaus and +Lars explored together the recesses of these mountains; together they +hunted for bears; together they sailed over the blue waters of the +_fjord_, in and out of the swift currents, and on and up into the +streams fed by the great ice _fjelds_. They were always together. If any +one wanted Klaus, he asked where Lars had gone; and if one had seen +Lars, he knew Klaus would soon follow. It was their delight to see which +could excel the other in the management of their fishing _jagts_, those +square-sailed slow craft, and for days they would cruise about the +haunts of the eider-duck--not to kill it, for that is forbidden, the +bird being too valuable, but to filch from the sides of its nest the +lovely down which the birds pluck from their own breasts. + +They went to school, too, in the winter, and both were confirmed by the +village pastor as soon as they had been well prepared for that solemn +rite, which is of so much social as well as religious importance in +their country. + +In the short hot summer they helped the fishermen split the cod and +spread them on the rocks to dry, or they made lemming traps and sought +to see how many of the hated vermin they could capture. + +In short, their life was active, hardy, and full of keen enjoyment; they +were good-natured, and did not quarrel. Both were tall, finely grown as +to muscle, but they would have been handsomer had they eaten less salt +fish and more beef. + +In a quaint little house at the foot of the mountains, near where +tumbled in snowy foam a beautiful _foss_, lived an old woman and her +grandchild Ilda. They were really tenants of Klaus's father; and in +their wanderings the boys often stopped for a glass of milk or a slice +of _fladbroed_ (oat-cake), which the old woman was glad to give them. +Ilda, too, in her red bodice and white chemisette, and her pretty, shy +ways, was almost as attractive as the birds or beasts they were seeking. +Neither the old woman nor Ilda often left their cottage, and so the boys +were the more welcome for the news they carried. + +They were able to give them the latest bit of gossip--how many men were +off on the herring catch; if any strangers had come through the town in +their _carrioles_ on their way to the noted and beautiful Voring Foss +and Skjaeggedal Foss (two water-falls of great renown); or who had the +American fever, and were going to emigrate. Or they talked about the +ducks and geese of which Ilda was so proud, and of the pigeons which +Klaus had given her when they were wild, but which had grown tame and +lovable under her gentle care. Then the old woman related in turn many a +legend and fable, tales of the saintly King Olaf, or the doings of Odin +and Thor. + +Thus the days glided by, and the boys became men, and still they were +together in their work as they had been in their play. In the rye fields +and the potato patches they toiled side by side, and in the last nights +of summer--the three August nights which they call iron nights, because +of the frosts which sometimes come and blight all the wheat crop--they +watched and waited, hoping for the good luck which did not always come +to them; for the soil is a hard one to cultivate, and many are the +trials which farmers have to meet in that bleak land. Soon after they +became of age they were called upon to share the grief of their friend +Ilda, whose grandmother died. After this they did not go so often to the +cottage. One bright evening, however, as Lars was on his way up the +mountain, he saw Klaus emerging from the little door beneath the shed of +which they had so often sat. As they met, Klaus turned his face away, +remarking, however, upon the beauty of the evening. Lars thought his +friend's manner somewhat strange, and asked him if Ilda was well. Klaus +said she was quite well--was he going to see her? + +"Yes," said Lars. "I have some fresh currants from our garden, the only +fruit which will grow in it, and I thought perhaps she might care for +them, poor little thing. She is so lonely now!" + +Klaus turned off down the road, whistling, while Lars went into the +cottage. To his surprise he found Ilda crying, but supposing that the +sight of Klaus had revived recollections which were painful, some sad +thoughts of her grandmother, he tried to soothe her. She shook her head +mournfully at his kind words, and told him that she had just done a +cruel thing, that Klaus had asked her to be his wife, and she had said +no to him. This came upon Lars very much like a thunder-bolt, for he had +no idea that Klaus had any such wish; and much as he pitied his friend, +he was not entirely sorry that Ilda had said no. So he asked her why she +had refused to be Klaus's wife, when, with much embarrassment, she told +him that she cared more for some one else. + +Lars did not urge her to say any more, but leaving his currants, he +followed Klaus down the mountain. + +A few days after this, to the surprise of every one, Klaus bade his +friends good-by, and took passage on the little steamer to +Christiansand, from whence he would cross the Skagerrack, and sailing +down the coast of Denmark, past Holland and Belgium, through the English +Channel, he would be on the broad Atlantic, which was to bear him to a +new home in the far western land. + +Lars was not merely surprised, he was stunned, and thought his friend +almost an enemy to go in that manner without consulting him, without +even asking his advice or company. They had never before been separated. +He could not understand it; and when Klaus bade him good-by he looked +into his face as if to seek the reason for this strange conduct, but +Klaus gave him no chance to ask it. He simply grasped his hand in +silence, giving it a close clasp, and then he was off. + +Days, weeks, months, went by, and no one heard from Klaus; at last his +mother had a letter from him. He wrote cheerfully; said he liked +America, but that he could not make up his mind to go far away to the +prairies, where he could never see the blue ocean or the white gulls, or +hear the splash of oars. + +Meanwhile Lars was very unhappy. Everything seemed to go wrong with +him--the crops failed, his share in the fisheries was small, and his +father was hard and close with him. He missed his friend sadly; he cared +no longer to do the daring things they had attempted together. He had +never been to see Ilda since the day she had told him that she did not +love his friend Klaus. As the spring advanced into summer, he met her +one day in the pine woods near her cottage, and she looked so pleased to +see him that he was tempted to tell her of all his troubles, especially +of how disappointed and hurt he was by the departure of Klaus; and this +reminded him of what she had told him about caring for some one else; +but when he asked her who it was, to, his great happiness she told him +that he, Lars, was the one, and that was the reason why Klaus had gone +away. Then, for the first time, he saw how generously his friend had +acted; he had gone away that he might not interfere with his friend, for +Klaus had found out that Ilda loved Lars. So in due time they were +married in the simple fashion of the Norwegian people. But the crops +were not more nourishing; and work as hard as he would, Lars could not +do as well for himself as he would have liked. So he took all his money +and bought a bigger jagt, and carried klip (or split) fish to the south, +from whence they would be sent to Spain. + +This separated him from Ilda and the little yellow-haired Hanne, his +child; and his voyages were not very prosperous, so at last they +determined to do as did the Norsemen and Vikings of old, set sail for +the land of the setting sun. + +It was hard to give up Norway, but Ilda was willing to do that which was +for the best, and quietly filled the big boxes and chests with the linen +she had spun herself, and made stout flannel clothes for little Hanne, +and said "good-by" to every one she knew, and then they got off as fast +as the slow jagt would carry them: off, out of the beautiful fjord with +its green banks and snowy-topped mountains, away from the rocks and +fjelds so dear to them, on to the broad, the mighty ocean. + +They sailed and sailed for many a day, and Ilda knit while the little +lassie, Hanne, played at her feet, and Lars smoked his pipe, and talked +of the glorious land of liberty and fertile fields which they were +approaching. + +They had pleasant weather for a long while, and it did seem as if the +kind words, the _lycksame resa_, or lucky journey, which their friends +had wished them, was really to be experienced. Little Hannchen was a +merry, bright little companion, and made all the rough sailors love her. +Her evening meal was milk and fladbroed, and she always threw some over +the ship's side for the "poor hungry fishes," while she prattled in +Norsk to the sailors, who were mostly Swedes and Finns. But whether they +understood her or not, they liked to watch her blue eyes sparkle, and +her yellow hair fly out like freshly spun flax, as she merrily danced +about the slow old jagt; and they called her "Heldig Hanne," or "happy +Hanne." But they were now approaching land, and fogs set in which were +more to be dreaded than high winds, and the helmsman looked anxious, and +Lars could not sleep. The atmosphere seemed to get thicker and thicker, +and where they could for a while see the faint yellow twinkle of the +stars all was now an opaque film. + +One night as Ilda was singing a little song to Hanne a great crash came, +a terrible thump, and then a queer grating sound. All had been still on +deck, but now came hoarse shouts and cries, and Lars rushed down to the +cabin, saying, "We are on the rocks! we are lost, Ilda!" + +Ilda clasped little Hanne still closer as she said, tremulously, "Is it +true, Lars? is there no way of escape? are we so near land?" + +"Yes; come up on deck. The ship is already settling. We must try to get +you and the child off in one of the boats." + +"Not without you, Lars; we will not move an inch without you." + +"See," he replied, as he helped her up the steps, "the gulls are flying +over our heads: land must be near." + +It was horribly true that the vessel was thumping and bumping on the +rocks; the surf was roaring, and it seemed impossible for a boat to be +launched. The sailors were making ready to cast themselves into the sea. +Some were cursing, others praying, and others tying and lashing +themselves to spars which they had taken from their fastenings. Two of +them came up to Lars. + +"Sir, for the sake of the child there, we will swim, if we can, to the +shore, and get help." + +"It would be useless," said Lars. + +"Oh no," said Ilda; "let them try. They are brave. Perhaps they will +succeed." + +They nodded, and went off, Lars looking after them hopelessly as he +muttered: "I might have known this; it is just my luck. Oh, Ilda! Ilda! +why did I bring you with me?--and poor little Hanne!" + +The child clung to her mother, her blue eyes dilated with fear, and her +little hands about her mother's neck. + +"Hush, Lars," said Ilda; "where thou art, there I would be, and so would +Hannchen. God is yet able to save us." + +The moments seemed like days; presently the vessel gave a great lurch to +one side, and Lars had just time to tie Ilda to him as the waves broke +over the jagt. + +[Illustration: "SAVED AT LAST!"] + +"Farvael!" was all he said to her, as they were plunged into the water; +but as he saw the waves closing about them, he heard a cry from the +sailors--a cry of joy, of welcome--and he felt a strong hand reached out +to him, and a coil of rope flung about them. He had his arm under the +fainting Ilda, but surely he had seen the face of the brave fellow who +took Hanne in his arms from Ilda's clasp. He could not think; he only +knew that they were saved at last--that a dozen strong men, some on +land, some in the water, were dragging them to shore. + + * * * * * + +Ah! what rest and peace and thankfulness after a night like that! and +with what strange and solemn emotions did Lars and Ilda look about them +when they discovered that the house they were in belonged to the one who +had carried their little Hanne in his arms from the ocean, and was none +other than their old friend Klaus. Klaus the fisherman, Klaus the +sailor, as he was known on that shore. The same Klaus, merry and brave, +with a house of his own and a wife of his own, ready to share all he +possessed with Lars, if Lars would only stay and settle near him. The +jagt had gone down with all Lars's worldly goods; but Ilda was safe and +Hanne was safe, and with so good a friend as Klaus, surely Lars could +begin the world anew. And so he staid; and the tide turned, and fair +weather prevailed. + + + + +CADDY'S CLOCK PARTY. + + +The great hall clock was not asked to the party, but it was there, all +the same. It was Milly Holland's birthday party. Milly was just fourteen +years old, and most of the boys and girls near her own age whom she knew +had been invited, and among them little Caddy Podkins, too little and +young to care for at all, Milly thought; but kind Mrs. Holland had asked +Caddy, because she was the only child of her nearest neighbor, and used +to sit for hours in the bay-window across the way as if she did not have +anything to amuse her. + +The Hollands lived in a large, handsome house, and to-day it was +pleasanter than usual, there were so many flowers about the rooms, and +pretty moss baskets, and vines twisted around the chandeliers. + +At half past five, the hour set for the party to begin, Milly's guests +began to come; and Milly herself, in a soft white merino dress, came +down the wide stairs to the polished oaken landing, and received them as +they came up the lower steps from the big hall doors. There were nearly +fifty boys and girls--more girls than boys--and as the party would be +over at ten o'clock, they wisely lost no time, and came almost all at +once. It made a pretty sight as they shook back their wrappings from +their gay dresses, and crowded around Milly. It was as if a good-natured +giant had spilled a huge basket of red and white rose-buds over the +oaken landing and stairs, up which the children followed Milly to the +dressing-room and the parlors, where the fires glowed in the cheerful +grates, and the lamps in beautiful tinted globes made a brightness that +seemed to the children more wonderful than day. + +Now it is not so much about Milly's party as about one little girl who +was in it that I am going to tell you; because parties are very +commonplace things, and little girls, at least some little girls, are +not. + +When the party had been going on for a long time, and the children were +being taken in to supper--and a very nice supper, too, with plenty of +milk, white bread, and sparkling jellies--one of the largest girls +stopped with Milly Holland for a moment where the staircase turned and +looked down upon the oaken landing. There stood the tall, old-fashioned +clock, looking very old and rather proud in its rich dark case, and +against it leaned a very little girl, not more than eight years old, +with a good deal of brown hair, and big gray eyes. Her folded hands and +her little cheek were pressed against the edge of the clock case. The +hall lamp from the bracket overhead shone on her hair and her crumpled +dress, and left her face in the shadow. + +"Who's that?" asked the other girl of Milly. + +"What! don't you know Caddy Podkins?" said Milly. "The idea of mother +asking such a baby as _that_ to _my_ party!" + +Then the two girls went to supper. The supper-room was farther from the +landing than the parlors, and when the door had closed, the hall became +quite still. All at once Caddy thought the clock ticked louder than she +had ever heard a clock tick in all her life before. And she was quite +right, for the clock was trying to speak to Caddy, and except just to +state, without a single needless-word, the hour, this clock had never +tried to speak before. But the clock liked Caddy very much. It had seen +that Caddy was very bashful, and that the other children took hardly any +notice of her, or any care for her pleasure, and it liked the feeling of +Caddy's little cheek and warm hands upon its side. + +Now Caddy had a little invisible key. It was finer than refined gold, +and stronger than adamant (which is the very hardest kind of stone +there is, you know), and there was not a lock--no, not even the lock +of the tongue of a clock--which could help opening to Caddy's little +key. Caddy herself knew nothing about this key, not even its long +name--_Im-ag-i-na-tion_. But the key did not need to have Caddy +know; it staid in a little pearl of a room full of the brightest +thoughts of Caddy's mind, and whenever these thoughts began to stir +about and say, "I wonder," away the little key would fly, and open some +new delightful secret to Caddy. There are thousands and thousands of +children who have keys of this sort; but, oh! there's such a difference +in the keys and in the secrets that they find! Caddy's key was one of +the very best, and even while she was noticing that the clock ticked so +loud, her little key had turned itself in the very centre of the wheels, +and the clock whispered, close in her ear, "Caddy, little Caddy, shall +I--tick-a-tock--talk to you?" + +Caddy was not at all surprised or bashful with the clock, but asked, +quickly, "Were you ever at a party?" + +"Hundreds of them," said the clock. "Tiresome things, parties are." + +"Guess you don't get any supper, perhaps," said Caddy, with a queer +little smile. + +"Guess _you_ are hungry, perhaps," laughed the clock, with a dozen +little sharp ticks all together. "Now, you dear little Caddy, I'm a +clock of a very good family. As far back as I can remember--and that's a +very long time--there has never been a clock in my family which did not +keep perfect time, and tell the truth exactly to a second every time it +spoke, and I know how a little girl who is invited to a party ought to +be treated, so I invite you now, Caddy Podkins, to _my_ party." + +"What! a really, truly clock party?" exclaimed Caddy, and in the same +moment the big clock had swung its long pendulum wire around her waist, +and lifted Caddy as if she were a feather, whirled her so fast that +Caddy saw nothing at all, and then set her down very gently in a room +whose floor was shaped like the flat side of a wheel, and the edges of +the floor were notched just like the edges of the wheels in a clock. The +walls of the room were like brass that has been rubbed very bright, and +were covered with net-work of fine curling wire. In the middle of the +room was a long table, set with wheel-shaped plates, which were heaped +with large sweet raisins and nut meats, fresh flaky biscuits, and there +were the most delicious fruits, so ripe you could see through to the +seeds and stones in their cores. Over the table hung a chandelier, +shaped like a pendulum, which gave a soft yellow light. The big clock +stood at the head of the table, tapping her forehead with her long +minute-finger. She smiled at Caddy's wonder, and ticked out, merrily, + + "Well, Caddy, Caddy, Caddy, + Tick-a-tock-tick-tock! + How's this for a clock? + Ha! ha! It's not so bad--eh?" + +[Illustration: CADDY LEANED AGAINST HER TALL FRIEND.] + +Caddy leaned against her tall friend, and asked, very comfortably, "Are +your little clocks coming?" + +At this question the old clock ticked slowly off on her minute-finger, + + "Inty-minty-cuty-corn, + Ap-ple seeds and ap-ple thorn, + Wire bri-er, lim-ber lock, + Three wheels in a clock!" + +At that last word suddenly the curling wires all over the walls gave out +a curious tinkling, and letting themselves swiftly down in long slender +spirals, like the dandelion curls you make in the spring, each set a +tiny little clock on the floor. Then all the wires snapped back to their +places on the wall. There were as many as fifty of these little clocks, +beautifully made, and no two of them alike, though they all had little +brass hands reaching out of the sides of their cases, and they all had +little brass feet, on which they hopped about nimbly, and they all +ticked together in the funniest way. + + "Tick-a-tock-tarty, + It's Caddy's party," + +said the old clock, and the little clocks instantly made a circle around +Caddy, and each bent one knee and slid back one little brass foot in the +most polite courtesy to Caddy. One of the oldest of the little clocks +then hopped off to a tiny wire harp that stood in a corner, and began to +play a sweet lively waltz with her queer brass fingers. The rest of the +clocks came one after another and led Caddy out and waltzed with her. +Caddy had never danced so much in all her life, and had never liked it +half so well. + + "Tick-a-tock, stop feet, + Little Caddy must eat," + +said the old clock. And, oh! what a supper that was to hungry, happy +little Caddy! and how happy the little clocks were to have such a good +little girl as Caddy with them! They gave her the best of everything +upon the table, and waited to see that she had all she wished before +they even thought of eating for themselves. They told her all sorts of +droll stories, and one little clock astonished Caddy very much by +opening her little silver tunic and showing Caddy--who had not quite +believed it before--that the little wheels actually did eat up the juicy +fruits. "I wonder if _I_ am full of little wheels," said Caddy. Then +Caddy's little key sighed, for it was just the least bit tired, and +Caddy's "I wonder" meant work for the key. But the old clock suddenly +exclaimed, + + "Tick-a-tock, 'most ten, + Little Caddy, come again." + +"Caddy! Caddy Podkins!" said Mrs. Holland, in great surprise. The +children were putting on their things in the dressing-room up stairs, +and Mrs. Holland had just noticed that Caddy was not with them, and +coming hastily down stairs, saw Caddy, just as we did, leaning against +the tall old clock. "My poor little dear, why, how cold you are! Have +you been asleep? Milly ought to have taken care of you. I'm afraid you +have not had a good time." + +"I've had a clock party," said Caddy, rubbing her eyes, while Mrs. +Holland tied on her hood, "and I'm to come again." + + + + +[Illustration] + +FAIR PLAY. + + + Dear little May sat grieving alone, + With a pout on her lip and a tear in her eye, + Till kind old grandmamma chanced to pass, + And soon discovered the reason why. + "The children are planning a fair," sobbed she, + "And 'cause I'm so little, they won't--have--me!" + + So grandmamma thought of a beautiful plan, + And whispered a secret in little May's ear-- + Something which brought out the dimples and smiles, + And scattered with sunshine the pitiful tear. + Then off to grandmamma's room they went, + On something important very intent. + + Well, the fair came off on a certain day, + And what do you think was the first thing sold? + A beautiful pair of worsted reins, + All knit in scarlet and green and gold. + The "big girls" wondered how came they there-- + "The prettiest thing in the children's fair!" + + Then out stepped May, with her cheeks so red: + "You said there was nothing that _I_ could do, + 'Cause I was little; but _I_ made those, + And now, I guess, I'm as big as you!" + So little May at the fair that day + Was the reigning queen, it is fair to say. + + * * * * * + +=The White Pebble Pit.=--It has frequently happened that miners have +discovered curious traces of former workings, hundreds of years ago, and +tools have been found which belonged to the ancient miners, and many +other relics. + +A singular discovery was made, a few years since, by some workmen +engaged in the Spanish silver mine known as the White Pebble Pit. Whilst +digging their subterranean passages they suddenly found a series of +apartments, in which were a quantity of mining tools, left there from a +very remote period, but still in such good preservation that there were +hatchets, and sieves for sifting the ore, a smelting furnace, and two +anvils, which proved that the earliest miners had great experience in +their operations. + +In one of the caverns there was a round building, with niches, in which +were three statues, one sitting down, and half the size of life; the +other two were in a standing position, and about three feet in height. +This building is supposed to have been the temple of the god who was +believed, in pagan times, to preside over mines. Several objects of art, +and some remarkable instruments, were also found, which have led +scientific persons to think that the workings might have been made by +the Phoenicians, the people who, as is well known, were, in the time +of Solomon, famous for their manufacturing and commercial genius. + +In 1854 a discovery was also made by some miners excavating on the other +side of the mountain on which the White Pebble Pit is situated; this was +a fine figure of the heathen god Hercules, which was found in an old +working. + +In digging for copper on the shores of Lake Superior, in this country, +the miners have made many similar discoveries, showing that the mines +were worked ages ago. + + + + +[Illustration] + +GRASS-FISH (NEMICHLHYS). + + +The curious fishes with the tremendous name, the last part of which +means snipe-billed, are very long and defenseless, and are invariably +found among the leaves of a long sea-grass, which very nearly resembles +them in form and color. Their head is quite long, and they always seem +to stand on it, and when a hungry fish comes along, he would have to +look long and well to tell which was the grass and which the fish. These +grass-fish well earn their right to be called "mimics." These strange +features in such low animals teach an interesting lesson: they show more +strongly the wise governing of the great Maker, and correct the +mistake, often thoughtlessly made, that the lower animals have no +feelings, thoughts, or pleasures. If they do not show them as we do, it +is none the less true that they possess them, but in different degrees. + + * * * * * + +=Little Jack Horner.=--The origin of the nursery rhyme has been said to +be as follows: When monasteries and their property were seized, orders +were given that the title-deeds of the abbey estates of Mells, which +were very valuable, should be given up to the commissioners. The mode +chosen of sending them was in the form of a pasty to be sent as a +present from the abbot to one of the commissioners in London. Jack +Horner, a poor lad, was chosen as the messenger. Tired, he rested in as +comfortable a corner as he could on his way. Hungry, he determined to +taste the pasty he was carrying. Inserting his thumb into the pie, he +found nothing but parchment deeds. One of these he pulled out and +pocketed, as likely to be valuable. The Abbot Whiting of Mells was +executed for having withheld the missing parchment. In the Horner family +was discovered years afterward the plum that Jack had picked out, one of +the chief title-deeds of Mells abbey and lands. + + + + +[Illustration: OUR POST-OFFICE BOX.] + + +Our heartiest thanks are due to our youthful readers who have sent us +pretty and gracefully written New-Year's wishes from all parts of the +United States. We would like to print every one of these welcome +letters, but they are so numerous it would be impossible. Our young +friends, however, may be sure that whether we print them or simply +acknowledge them, they are alike pleasing and gratifying to us. + + * * * * * + +Robie Lozier (eleven years) writes that he punches a hole in his _Young +People_, and ties the numbers together with a ribbon, adding the new +numbers as fast as they come. This is an excellent suggestion, as it +preserves the numbers from getting scattered and lost. + + * * * * * + + SOUTH EVANSTON, ILLINOIS. + + I have a little canary-bird. He is quite young, but is a beautiful + singer, and almost always when he sings he says, "Pretty, pretty," + so plain you could not mistake it. He is also very tame, and when I + let him out of his cage he comes and stands on my shoulder, and + hops around me. If I put my finger in his cage, he gets very cross, + and waves his wings and pecks at me, and makes a queer noise as if + he were scolding. + + EFFIE T. (twelve years). + + * * * * * + + I am a little girl nine years old, and I live in Southbridge, + Massachusetts. I see that one little girl has written about her pet + pigeon. I have a pet squirrel. He is so tame he will run all over + me. Last summer we let him run out in the front yard, and papa put + him in a tree, but he would not climb it. Papa has subscribed for + _Young People_ for me. I like it very much, and look forward with + pleasure to the time for it to come. Thank you for making it + larger; it is just nice. + + JOSIE S. E. + + * * * * * + + FORT WAYNE, INDIANA. + + I received _Young People_ for Christmas, and like the stories very + much. I like "Photogen and Nycteris" so much that I can hardly wait + till the next number comes. The engravings are very nice. I think + that there was never a paper so interesting. I thank you for the + "Wiggles" and other games. Happy New-Year. + + WALTER C. + + * * * * * + + ROCHESTER, PENNSYLVANIA. + + I am ten years old. I like _Young People_ the best of any paper I + ever saw. It is the first paper my papa has ever taken for me. He + takes the _Weekly_. I think the _Young People_ is just the right + size for binding, and I am going to have it bound at the end of the + year. + + BERTIE SHALLENBERGER. + + * * * * * + + I am very much interested in your paper. I am going to save up my + money to take it. I am nine years old. I have a pony named Coby. I + enjoy him very much. He is a Texas pony. I live in Richmond, + Kentucky, where the grass is so blue. + + BIJUR WHITE. + + * * * * * + +Letters are acknowledged from Maude J. W., Dayton, Washington Territory; +Dannie Bullard, Schuylerville, New York; Lurean C., Mazomanie, +Wisconsin; Fred E. B., Cambridge, Massachusetts; Harry R., Winona, +Minnesota; H. W. Singer, Cincinnati, Ohio; Minnie W. Jacobs, Indiana, +Pennsylvania; Percy W. Shedd, Attlebury, New York; Lizzie C., Utica, New +York; Willie Hamilton, Alleghany City, Pennsylvania; Zella Thompson, +Boston, Massachusetts; O. R. Heinze, Allentown, Pennsylvania; Frederick +L. B., Brooklyn, Long Island; and Lyman C., M. C. S., and William F. B., +New York city. + + * * * * * + +"DEL," Zanesville, Ohio.--Flat cribbage-boards can be bought at a very +low price, and folding ones which hold the cards are not expensive. You +might make one from a piece of thick pasteboard, but as there must be +sixty-one peg-holes for each player, it would not be easy to cut them +neatly.--It is more customary to leave a card for each person called +upon, especially where the visit is formal. + + * * * * * + +GEORGE H. H.--Harper's new School Geography gives Wheeling as the +capital of West Virginia. + + * * * * * + +FREDIE G.--Even if you are only seven years, you are old enough to read +a boys' book about wild animals. Lions will catch and eat nearly all +beasts that come in their way. They will even overpower a giraffe or a +buffalo. The elephant and rhinoceros are almost the only quadrupeds a +lion dare not meddle with. + + * * * * * + +OUR CHRISTMAS PUZZLE. + + LOVELAND, OHIO. + + I think I have correctly worked the Christmas Puzzle in _Young + People_. I had to study some time over "ray," never having heard of + such a fish. It was only by finding what letters I needed in the + columns 11, 9, 9 that I saw they were r a y. On looking in the + dictionary I found there was a fish called by that name. "Yard" + also puzzled me a great deal. The other words were easily found. + + M. T. C. + + * * * * * + + WILMINGTON, DELAWARE. + + My brother Bertie and I have had a nice time finding the answer to + your Christmas Puzzle in No. 8 of _Young People_. We thank you very + much for your kind wish, and wish you the same in return. 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CUYLER, D.D., _in New York Evangelist_. + +It is unquestionably one of the most practical and useful books on this +topic which have ever been published in this country.--_N. Y. Evening +Express._ + +We know of no man in America more capable of writing such a book, or who +has a better right to do so.--_Rutland Daily Herald and Globe._ + +It will pay any person--whether a farmer or lawyer, laborer or idler, +school-girl or housewife--to buy and read it, and follow its +teachings.--_Springfield Union._ + +A veritable treasury of muscular common-sense.--_Charleston News and +Courier._ + + * * * * * + +Published by HARPER & BROTHERS, New York. + +_Sent by mail, postage prepaid, to any part of the United States, on +receipt of the price._ + + + + +[Illustration] + +ART MANUFACTURES. + + +A great many things can be made out of other things. A very fair turkey +can be made out of a horse-chestnut, or even a common chestnut. + +Look at Fig. 1 in the above picture: there you have the turkey complete. +I will tell you how I made him. I first took a nice round chestnut, and +stuck into it a bent pin to represent the neck; then I stuck in two +other pins to represent the legs; then I took a piece of putty (dough, +or bread worked up to the consistence of dough, will do), and made a +stand into which I stuck the legs. He then looked as he is represented +in Fig. 2. I then took a small piece of putty, and modelled on to the +bent pin the head and neck of the turkey. After this I drew with pen and +ink on thick paper, and cut with a pair of scissors, a thing like Fig. +3, and two things like Fig. 4; these were the tail and wings. I fastened +them in their proper places with thick gum (short pins will do). Then +with some red paint I painted the head and feet of the bird, and I had a +very excellent turkey, but I felt thankful that I need not eat it for my +dinner. + +Figs. 5 and 6 show how a walnut shell may be changed into a turtle +shell. Fig. 5 is the walnut shell, and Fig. 6 is the turtle; and I would +not give a fig for the boy who, with a pen and ink and a little putty +(dough will do), is not smart enough to make it. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Johnny and Mary drive out in the Park, + And doubtless are having no end of a lark; + She holds Baby Rose with a motherly air, + And he handles his spirited horse with great care. + + * * * * * + +=Spiders that Kill Birds.=--Everybody knows that spiders catch flies and +other insects; but that some of them kill little birds may not be so +generally known. A traveller in Brazil tells us that he caught one of +them in the very act, while going through a forest in the Amazons. The +spider was a hairy fellow, with a body two inches long, and eight legs +measuring seven inches each, from end to end. The writer describing the +incident says: "I was attracted by a movement of the monster on a tree +trunk; it was close beneath a deep crevice in the tree, across which was +stretched a dense white web. The lower part of the web was broken, and +two small birds, finches, were entangled in the pieces. One of them was +quite dead, and the other nearly so. I drove away the monster, and took +the birds, but the second one soon died. The fact of species of Mygale, +to which genus this spider belongs, sallying forth at night, mounting +trees, and sucking the eggs and young of hummingbirds, has been recorded +long ago by Madame Merian and Palisot de Beauvois; but, in the absence +of any confirmation, it has come to be discredited. From the way the +fact has been related it would appear that it had been merely derived +from the report of natives, and had not been witnessed by the narrators. +The Mygales are quite common insects: some species make their cells +under stones, others form artistical tunnels in the earth, and some +build their dens in the thatch of houses. The natives call them Aranhas +carangueijeiras, or crab-spiders. The hairs with which they are clothed +come off when touched, and cause a peculiar and almost maddening +irritation. The first specimen that I killed and prepared was handled +incautiously, and I suffered terribly for three days afterward. I think +this is not owing to any poisonous quality residing in the hairs, but to +their being short and hard, and thus getting into the fine creases of +the skin. Some Mygales are of immense size. One day I saw the children +belonging to an Indian family with one of these monsters secured by a +cord round its waist, by which they were leading it about the house as +they would a dog." + + + + +[Illustration] + +GETTING A HITCH. + +Cut, cut behind! 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