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+Project Gutenberg's Harper's Young People, February 17, 1880, by Various
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+Title: Harper's Young People, February 17, 1880
+       An Illustrated Weekly
+
+Author: Various
+
+Release Date: March 18, 2009 [EBook #28353]
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+Language: English
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+*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, FEB 17, 1880 ***
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+Produced by Annie McGuire
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+[Illustration: HARPER'S
+
+YOUNG PEOPLE
+
+AN ILLUSTRATED WEEKLY.]
+
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+VOL. I.--NO. 16. PUBLISHED BY HARPER & BROTHERS, NEW YORK. PRICE FOUR
+CENTS.
+
+Tuesday, February 17, 1880. Copyright, 1880, by HARPER & BROTHERS. $1.50
+per Year, in Advance.
+
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+
+[Illustration: "DON'T YOU WISH YOU COULD GET IT?"]
+
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+
+
+GENERAL PRESCOTT AND THE YANKEE BOY.
+
+BY BENSON J. LOSSING.
+
+
+General Prescott, commanding the British forces on Rhode Island in 1777,
+was a petty tyrant, imperious, irascible, and cruel. He would command
+citizens of Newport who met him on the streets to take off their hats in
+deference to him, and if not obeyed, he would knock them off with his
+cane. If he saw a group of citizens talking together, he would shake his
+cane at them, and shout, "Disperse, you rebels!" For slight offenses
+citizens were imprisoned and otherwise ill-treated. This unworthy
+conduct made the people despise and hate him. His tyranny became
+unbearable.
+
+Prescott's summer quarters were at Mr. Overing's house, on the borders
+of Narragansett Bay, a few miles from Newport. On a warm but showery
+night in July, 1777, Lieutenant-Colonel Barton, with a few resolute men,
+went down the bay from Providence, in a whale-boat, landed near
+Prescott's quarters at about midnight, secured the sentinels, entered
+the house, and ascended to the door of his bedroom in the second story.
+It was locked. A stout colored man who accompanied Barton, making a
+battering-ram of his head, burst open the door. The General, in
+affright, sprang from his bed, but was instantly seized, and without
+being allowed to dress himself, was conveyed to the boat, and taken
+quickly across the bay to Warwick. Thence he was sent, under guard, to
+Washington's head-quarters in New Jersey.
+
+In the spring of 1778 Prescott was exchanged for General Charles Lee,
+and returned to Rhode Island. Soon afterward the British Admiral invited
+the General to dine with him and his officers on board his ship, then
+lying in front of Newport. Martial law yet prevailed on the Island, and
+men and boys were frequently sent by the authorities on shore to be
+confined in the ship as a punishment for slight offenses. There were
+several on board at that time.
+
+After dinner the free use of wine made the company hilarious, and toasts
+and songs were frequently called for. A lieutenant remarked to the
+Admiral, "There is a Yankee lad confined below who can shame any of us
+in singing."
+
+"Bring him up," said the Admiral.
+
+"Yes, bring him up," said Prescott.
+
+The boy was brought into the cabin. He was pale and slender, and about
+thirteen years of age. Abashed by the presence of great officers, with
+their glittering uniforms, he timidly approached, when the Admiral,
+seeing his embarrassment, spoke kindly to him, and asked him to sing a
+song.
+
+"I can't sing any but Yankee songs," said the trembling boy.
+
+"Come, my little fellow, don't be afraid," said the Admiral. "Sing one
+of your Yankee songs--any one you can recollect."
+
+The boy still hesitated, when the brutal Prescott, who was a stranger to
+the lad, roared out,
+
+"Give us a song, you little rebel, or I'll give you a dozen lashes."
+
+This cruel salutation was innocently met most severely by the child,
+when, encouraged by kind words from the Admiral, he sang, with a sweet
+voice and modest manner, the following ballad, composed by a sailor of
+Newport:
+
+  "Twas on a dark and stormy night--
+    The wind and waves did roar--
+  Bold Barton then, with twenty men,
+    Went down upon the shore.
+
+  "And in a whale-boat they set off
+    To Rhode Island fair,
+  To catch a redcoat General
+    Who then resided there.
+
+  "Through British fleets and guard-boats strong
+    They held their dangerous way,
+  Till they arrived unto their port,
+    And then did not delay.
+
+  "A tawny son of Afric's race
+    Them through the ravine led,
+  And entering then the Overing house,
+    They found him in his bed.
+
+  "But to get in they had no means
+    Except poor Cuffee's head,
+  Who beat the door down, then rushed in,
+    And seized him in his bed.
+
+  "Stop! let me put my clothing on!"
+    The General then did pray;
+  'Your clothing, massa, I will take;
+    For dress we can not stay.'
+
+  "Then through rye stubble him they led,
+    With shoes and clothing none,
+  And placed him in their boat quite snug,
+    And from the shore were gone.
+
+  "Soon the alarm was sounded loud:
+    'The Yankees they have come,
+  And stolen Prescott from his bed,
+    And him have carried hum.'
+
+  "The drums were beat, sky-rockets flew,
+    The soldiers shouldered arms,
+  And marched around the grounds they knew,
+    Filled with most dire alarms.
+
+  "But through the fleet with muffled oars
+    They held their devious way,
+  And landed him on 'Gansett shores,
+    Where Britons held no sway.
+
+  "When unto land the captors came,
+    Where rescue there was none,
+  'A bold push this,' the General cried;
+    'Of prisoners I am one.'"
+
+The boy was frequently interrupted by roars of laughter at Prescott's
+expense, which strengthened the child's nerves and voice; and when he
+had concluded his song, "I thought," wrote a gentleman who was present,
+"the deck would go through with the stamping." General Prescott joined
+heartily in the merriment produced by the song, and thrusting his hand
+into his pocket, he pulled out a coin, and handed it to the boy, saying,
+
+"Here, you young dog, is a guinea for you."
+
+The boy was set at liberty the next morning, and sent ashore.
+
+
+
+
+CLIMBING A MOUNTAIN THREE MILES HIGH.
+
+
+The ice-bound peak of the Alps known as the Matterhorn, situated between
+Switzerland and Italy, forty miles northeast of Mont Blanc, and twelve
+miles west of Monte Rosa, towers skyward nearly 15,000 feet, presenting
+an appearance imposing beyond description. The peak rises abruptly, by a
+series of cliffs which may properly be termed precipices, a clear 5000
+feet above the glaciers which surround its base. There seemed to the
+superstitious natives in the surrounding valleys to be a line drawn
+around it, up to which one might go, but no farther. Within that
+invisible line good and evil spirits were supposed to exist. They spoke
+of a ruined city on its summit wherein the spirits dwelt; and if you
+laughed, they gravely shook their heads, told you to look yourself to
+see the castles and the walls, and warned you against a rash approach,
+lest the infuriate demons from their impregnable heights should hurl
+down vengeance for your audacity.
+
+Previous to 1865 several attempts had been made by daring tourists to
+reach its summit, but no one got beyond 13,000 feet, the remaining 2000
+feet being generally regarded as inaccessible. But in the year just
+mentioned a little party of hardy English climbers accomplished the
+ascent. The achievement was made, however, at the cost of four human
+lives.
+
+The story, as told by one of the leaders of the party, Mr. Edward
+Whymper, who had already made seven unsuccessful attempts, is an
+exciting one.
+
+The ascent was made in July, in company with Lord Francis Douglas, Mr.
+Hudson, Mr. Hadow, and three guides. On the first day they did not
+ascend to a great height, and on the second day they resumed their
+journey with daylight, as they were anxious to outstrip a party of
+Italians who had set out before them by a different route. Difficulty
+after difficulty was surmounted. The higher they rose, the more intense
+became the excitement. What if they should be beaten at the last moment?
+The slope eased off; at length they could be detached from the rope
+which bound the party together; and Croz and Mr. Whymper, dashing away,
+ran a neck-and-neck race, which ended in a dead-heat. At 1.40 P.M. the
+world was at their feet, and the Matterhorn was conquered. Hurrah! They
+had beaten the party of Italians, whom they saw on the southwest ridge,
+1250 feet below, and who did not prosecute the ascent farther. For an
+hour the successful climbers revelled in the scene which lay at their
+feet. There were black and gloomy forests, bright and cheerful meadows;
+bounding water-falls and tranquil lakes; fertile lands and savage
+wastes; sunny plains and frigid _plateaux_. There were the most rugged
+forms and the most graceful outlines; low perpendicular cliffs and
+gentle undulating slopes; rocky mountains and snowy mountains, sombre
+and solemn, or glittering and white, with walls, turrets, pinnacles,
+pyramids, domes, cones, and spires. There was every combination that the
+world can give, and every contrast that the heart could desire.
+
+Alas! their naturally triumphant feeling of pleasure was but
+short-lived. They had commenced their descent, again tied together with
+ropes. Croz, a most accomplished guide and a brave fellow, went first;
+Hadow, second; Hudson, as an experienced mountaineer, and reckoned as
+good as a guide, third; Lord F. Douglas, fourth; followed by Mr. Whymper
+between the two remaining guides, named Jaugwalder, father and son. They
+were commencing the difficult part of the descent, and Croz was cutting
+steps in the ice for the feet of Mr. Hadow, who was immediately behind
+him. A few minutes later a sharp-eyed lad ran into the Monte Rosa Hotel,
+saying that he had seen an avalanche fall from the summit of the
+Matterhorn on to the Matterhorngletscher. The boy was reproved for
+telling idle stories; he was right, nevertheless, and this was what he
+saw: Michel Croz had laid aside his axe, and in order to give Mr. Hadow
+greater security, was taking hold of his legs, and putting his feet one
+by one into their proper positions. "At this moment," says Mr. Whymper,
+"Mr. Hadow slipped, fell against him, and knocked him over. I heard one
+startled exclamation from Croz, then saw him and Mr. Hadow flying
+downward; in another moment Hudson was dragged from his steps, and Lord
+F. Douglas immediately after him. All this was the work of a moment.
+Immediately we heard Croz's exclamation, old Peter and I planted
+ourselves as firmly as the rocks would permit; the rope was taut between
+us, and the jerk came on us both as one man. We held; but the rope broke
+midway between Jaugwalder and Lord Francis Douglas. For a few seconds we
+saw our unfortunate companions sliding downward on their backs, and
+spreading out their hands, endeavoring to save themselves. They passed
+from our sight uninjured, disappeared one by one, and fell from
+precipice to precipice on to the Matterhorngletscher below--a distance
+of nearly 4000 feet in height. From the moment the rope broke, it was
+impossible to help them. So perished our comrades."
+
+The bodies of three of the men who thus miserably perished were
+afterward recovered; but that of Lord Francis Douglas was never again
+seen. It was a melancholy ending, and may well excite a feeling of
+surprise that so many brave and useful men can thus be found year by
+year hazarding their lives for what is in many cases no higher purpose
+than that of pleasure or sport.
+
+
+
+
+THE GOLD DIGGINGS OF IRELAND.
+
+
+Although Ireland is not generally regarded as one of the gold-producing
+countries of the world, gold has been found there in paying quantities,
+especially in the county of Wicklow.
+
+Tradition commonly attributes the original discovery of the Wicklow gold
+mines to a poor school-master, who, while fishing in one of the small
+streams which descend from the Croghan mountains, picked up a piece of
+shining metal, and having ascertained that it was gold, gradually
+enriched himself by the success of his researches in that and the
+neighboring streams, cautiously disposing of the produce of his labor to
+a goldsmith in Dublin. He is said to have preserved the secret for
+upward of twenty years, but marrying a young wife, he imprudently
+confided his discovery to her, and she, believing her husband to be mad,
+immediately revealed the circumstance to her relations, through whose
+means it was made public. This was toward the close of the year 1795,
+and the effect it produced was remarkable. Thousands of people of every
+age and sex hurried to the spot, and from the laborer who could wield a
+spade or pickaxe to the child who scraped the rock with a rusty nail,
+all eagerly engaged in the search after gold. The Irish are a people
+possessed of a rich and quick fancy, and the very name of a gold mine
+carried with it ideas of inexhaustible wealth.
+
+During the interval which elapsed between the public announcement of the
+gold discovery and the taking possession of the mine by the
+government--a period of about two months--it is supposed that upward of
+two thousand five hundred ounces of gold were collected by the peasants,
+principally from the mud and sand of Ballinvally stream, and disposed of
+for about ten thousand pounds, a sum far exceeding the produce of the
+mine during the government operations, which amounted to little more
+than three thousand five hundred pounds.
+
+The gold was found in pieces of all forms and sizes, from the smallest
+perceptible particle to the extraordinary mass of twenty-two ounces,
+which sold for eighty guineas. This large piece was of an irregular
+form; it measured four inches in its greatest length, and three in
+breadth, and in thickness it varied from half an inch to an inch; a gilt
+cast of it may be seen in the museum of Trinity College, Dublin. So pure
+was the gold generally found, that it was the custom of the Dublin
+goldsmiths to put gold coin in the opposite scale to it, and give weight
+for weight.
+
+The government works were carried on until 1798, when all the machinery
+was destroyed in the insurrection. The mining was renewed in 1801, but
+not being found sufficiently productive to pay the expenses, the search
+was abandoned. There prevails yet, however, a lingering belief among the
+peasants that there is still gold in Kinsella, and only the "lucky man"
+is wanting.
+
+
+
+
+THE STORY OF THE SUMMER BOARDER, MOSES, AND THE TWO VISITORS.
+
+BY THE FAMILY STORY-TELLER.
+
+
+I warn you, said Family Story-Teller, looking round upon the family
+circle the next evening, that this is a story of mistakes. It will be a
+hard story to follow, and unless you pay close attention, you will
+forget which is Evelyn and which is the other girl, and why it was that
+Mrs. Stimpcett thought her boy Moses had broken his leg. I mean, of
+course, Mrs. Stimpcett of the village of Gilead.
+
+Mrs. Stimpcett's summer boarder, Mr. St. Clair, was forgetful. He liked
+well to gaze at a brook, a pond, the clouds, the blue sky, the flowery
+fields, and often he forgot to stop doing so, and kept on gazing when it
+was meal time, or bed-time, or some other time.
+
+Mrs. Stimpcett took also another summer boarder, a rich lady of the name
+of Odell. Mrs. Odell was tall, and slim, and pale, and in her cap, just
+above her forehead, was set in a row three pink muslin roses. Mrs. Odell
+was silly enough to be proud of being rich, and stingy enough to like to
+save her own money at other people's expense.
+
+[Illustration: EVELYN.]
+
+Mrs. Odell had a six-year-old niece named Evelyn, a pale, delicate
+little girl, who lived in the city, and this Evelyn was coming to Gilead
+to visit her aunt Odell. She was coming in the cars to Mill Village in
+care of the conductor, and her aunt Odell was to send a carriage to the
+station to fetch her to Gilead. If the carriage was not there when the
+cars arrived, she was to stay with the station-man till it should
+arrive. I trust my story is plain thus far.
+
+It happened that Mr. Stimpcett was going to Mill Village that same day,
+to get some corn ground, and Mrs. Odell, though it would take him very
+far out of his way, asked him to go round by the station and get Evelyn.
+This would save hiring a carriage.
+
+Now Mr. St. Clair thought it would be a pleasant thing to go to mill,
+and asked if he might go in the place of Mr. Stimpcett. Mr. Stimpcett
+said, "Oh yes, if you will be sure to bring back the meal." So Mr. St.
+Clair went to mill; and Moses Stimpcett, a boy about nine years old,
+went with him, for the sake of the ride, and to see his aunt Debby, who
+lived not far from the mill.
+
+They set off soon after the hour of noon. Moses wore his Zouave cap, and
+his second-best summer clothes, and Mr. St. Clair wore a black alpaca
+coat, a blue neck-tie tied in a bow, a broad-brimmed straw hat, a white
+vest, and white trousers. Moses drove the horse, and they reached the
+mill without accident. While the miller was taking in the corn, Moses
+bought a roll of lozenges at a store near by, and as he came out with
+them a man passed that way, leading a small but valuable dog. Said this
+man to Moses, "I wish you would hold my dog while I step into the mill;"
+and Moses took the string.
+
+Mr. St. Clair hitched his horse a little way from the mill, and then
+said to Moses, "When the man takes his dog, you can go to your aunt
+Debby's. I will call for you there, after I have been to the station and
+got the little girl." Mr. St. Clair then walked up the bank of the
+stream to see the waters flow.
+
+[Illustration: MOSES LETS THE DOG FALL.]
+
+Moses led the dog along to the mill, and leaned against the building
+awhile; then sat down on a barrel. Soon the barrel began to move. The
+reason of this was that it stood on an elevator. Moses had not noticed
+that the barrel stood on an elevator. First he wondered what the matter
+was, and second, he thought he would jump; but by that time the barrel
+was quite a way off the ground, and, besides, he was troubled by holding
+the string of the dog, and the lozenges. The barrel rose higher and
+higher, and when the little dog found himself swinging in the air, he
+kicked and yelped, and jerked the string so that Moses was obliged to
+let it go, and also to drop the lozenges, for he had to grasp the barrel
+with both hands. The dog fell, and broke one of his legs. [Please
+remember that it was the _dog_, and not Moses.] Moses and the barrel
+were taken in at the third story. A traveller passing through the place
+heard of this elevator accident, and told of it that afternoon at a
+house in Gilead. But this person understood that it was the _boy_ who
+broke his leg--"a Stimpcett boy," he said, in telling the news. Mrs.
+Stimpcett heard of it soon after milking-time; but this will be spoken
+of farther on in the story.
+
+Mr. St. Clair walked far up the bank of the stream, and when he came
+back, the miller told him that his bag of meal had been put into his
+cart. He went out, and seeing a cart with a bag of meal lying at the
+bottom, he stepped in, and drove around to the station.
+
+Now this cart which Mr. St. Clair took belonged to a man who came from
+Cherry Valley. Here, you see, was a mistake. But Mr. St. Clair not only
+took the wrong cart, he took the wrong little girl, as will now be told.
+He drove in haste to the station, knowing he had staid too long walking
+up the bank of the stream. On the platform of the station sat a
+roly-poly, chubby-cheeked little girl, with a carpet-bag and a heavy
+bundle. He asked her, "Are you waiting for some one to come for you?"
+"Yes, sir," she answered. "All right," said Mr. St. Clair; and he helped
+her into the cart. I hope you understand that this very fleshy child was
+not Evelyn Odell. She was Maggie Brien. Maggie Brien lived with her
+grandmother, not far from the station. Her mother did the cooking in a
+family two miles away, and she had promised to send that day for Maggie
+to come and make her a visit, and Maggie was sitting on the platform
+waiting for the man to take her.
+
+Mr. St. Clair took her, and drove from the station, thinking to go to
+Aunt Debby's and get Moses, and set off for Gilead; but while he was
+gazing up at the sky, the horse--which you will remember was not Mr.
+Stimpcett's horse--turned into a road which led to his own master's
+house at Cherry Valley. Mr. St. Clair had now the wrong horse and cart,
+the wrong meal, the wrong girl, and the wrong road. Presently the horse
+trotted up to the door of a farm-house, and stopped. Three heads of
+three young maidens popped out of three chamber windows, and a
+bare-armed woman, wiping her hands on her apron, rushed to the door.
+"Where is my husband?" she cried. "Is he hurt? Is he killed? Tell me the
+truth at once!"
+
+"I assure you, madam," answered Mr. St. Clair, mildly, "that I have not
+seen your husband."
+
+"Why, then, have you come with his horse and cart?" she asked.
+
+"This horse and cart, madam," said Mr. St. Clair, still mildly, "belongs
+to Mr. Stimpcett, of Gilead."
+
+"Do you think I don't know our horse and cart?" cried the woman, in an
+angry tone. "Besides, here's my husband's name on the bag--I. Ellison."
+
+"I must have taken the wrong horse and cart," said Mr. St. Clair. "I
+will go back at once and find Mr. Ellison."
+
+"The quicker the better," said the woman, as he turned the horse.
+
+Just after Mr. St. Clair had passed from the Cherry Valley road into the
+mill road, a man came out of a wood path and sprang at the horse,
+crying, "Stop thief!"
+
+"Where is the thief?" asked Mr. St. Clair, looking all around.
+
+"You are the thief!" cried the man. "You have stolen my horse and cart."
+
+Maggie Brien began to cry.
+
+"Are you Mr. I. Ellison?" asked Mr. St. Clair.
+
+"Yes, I am," said the man, angrily.
+
+Mr. St. Clair explained his mistake, and gave up the horse and cart to
+Mr. I. Ellison. He then took Maggie's carpet-bag and heavy bundle, and
+walked all the way to Aunt Debby's.
+
+By the time they reached Aunt Debby's it was nearly dark, and as for
+Moses, he was already travelling home in his father's cart. It happened
+in this way. Aunt Debby heard that Mr. St. Clair had been seen driving
+off, and knew he must have taken the wrong horse and cart, for Mr.
+Stimpcett's was still standing near the mill. Therefore, as Moses had
+already waited until after supper, she let him take his father's horse
+and cart and drive home behind a man with an ox team who was going by a
+roundabout way to Gilead.
+
+Now as soon as Moses had driven off, Aunt Debby locked her doors and
+went to an evening meeting, so that when Mr. St. Clair came there on
+foot, with Maggy Brien and her bag and bundle, to find Moses, he found
+no one. He questioned some boys standing by a fence, and they told him
+that Moses had gone home in his father's cart, behind an ox team. Maggy
+Brien began to cry again. "Don't cry, dear," said Mr. St. Clair. "I'll
+hire a buggy."
+
+He hired from the stable a buggy, a fast horse, and a driver, and away
+they started for Gilead, and reached Mr. Stimpcett's house at about half
+past eight o'clock in the evening. Moses had not arrived.
+
+Mr. St. Clair found Mrs. Stimpcett, with her bonnet and shawl on,
+walking the floor, sobbing and sighing and wringing her hands. Grandma,
+also crying, was wrapping a bottle of the Sudden Remedy in a piece of
+newspaper.
+
+"Oh, how _is_ Moses?" cried Mrs. Stimpcett. "_Will_ it have to be taken
+off?"
+
+"Is not Moses here?" asked Mr. St. Clair, in a mild voice.
+
+"Here!" cried Mrs. Stimpcett. "How can he be here, when he has broken
+his leg? I am going to him as soon as Mr. Stimpcett can borrow a horse."
+
+Mr. St. Clair thought that Moses must have fallen from the cart on his
+way home; but before he had time to speak, Mrs. Odell came in.
+
+"Where is my niece?" she cried. "Where is Evelyn?"
+
+[Illustration: "'HERE SHE IS,' SAID MR. ST. CLAIR."]
+
+"Here she is," said Mr. St. Clair, presenting Maggie Brien.
+
+"What do you mean?" shrieked Mrs. Odell. "That my niece? No! no! no! Oh,
+Evelyn! Evelyn! Evelyn! Dear child, where are you?"
+
+Maggie Brien began to cry bitterly.
+
+"Alas! what a wretch I am, to have made this mistake!" cried Mr. St.
+Clair. "But I'll find your Evelyn. I'll go for a horse. I'll take this
+child back. Don't cry, little girl. I won't rest till I find your
+Evelyn;" and he rushed from the house, almost knocking down several
+children in the passageway--the Stimpcett children; for Obadiah, Debby,
+and little Cordelia had been awakened by the noise, and had come down in
+their night-gowns.
+
+But the lost Evelyn was near, and coming nearer every moment. You will
+remember that Maggie's mother, Mrs. Brien, was to send for Maggie to
+come and visit her. The man whom she sent went back and told her that he
+could not find Maggie, and that her grandmother was afraid she had been
+stolen from the station. Mrs. Brien hired a horse and wagon, and drove
+to the station, and inquired of the station-master. A stable-boy who
+stood near told her he saw a little girl who looked like Maggie riding
+off in a buggy with a man, and that the man hired the buggy to go to
+Gilead.
+
+"The wretch!" cried Mrs. Brien; "to be stealing away my child! I will
+keep on to Gilead. I will follow him up."
+
+"I wish you would let this little girl ride with you to Gilead," said
+the station-master. "She has been waiting a long time for some one to
+call and take her to Mr. Stimpcett's, and Mr. Stimpcett will help you
+find your Maggie." He then brought out a slender, flaxen-haired little
+girl, and placed her in Mrs. Brien's wagon. This child was Evelyn Odell,
+and Mrs. Brien took her to Gilead.
+
+It happened that they reached Mr. Stimpcett's just as Moses was driving
+into the yard with his father's horse and cart, and they three, Mrs.
+Brien, Moses, and Evelyn, went into the house together.
+
+Scarcely had they entered before Mr. Stimpcett, and then Mr. St. Clair,
+arrived in haste, each with a horse and wagon. Mr. Stimpcett rushed in
+to get his wife, and Mr. St. Clair to get Maggie. There they found Mrs.
+Stimpcett with her arms around Moses, Mrs. Odell with hers around
+Evelyn, and Mrs. Brien with hers around Maggie; and there were huggings
+and kissings and laughings and cryings, and it was, "Oh, you dear!" and,
+"Oh, you darling!" and "Oh, my child!" and, oh other things! Grandma
+held the Sudden Remedy bottle, looking at Moses's legs as if not quite
+sure yet that they did not need some of it rubbed on, while Obadiah, and
+Deborah, and little Cordelia stood staring and sniffling and smiling,
+now and then wiping their eyes with their night-gown sleeves.
+
+"Will nobody hug me?" cried Mr. Stimpcett. Upon this little Cordelia
+climbed into his arms, and they two hugged each other.
+
+Mr. St. Clair told his part of the story, Moses his part, and Mrs. Brien
+her part.
+
+"After all," said Mr. Stimpcett, "Mr. St. Clair did not bring back the
+meal!"
+
+
+
+
+THE FAIRY PAINTERS.
+
+
+The Fairy Queen had built herself a palace of gold and crystal. The
+rooms were hung with tapestry of rose leaves, and the floors were
+carpeted with moss. The great hall was the grandest part of all. The
+ceiling was made of mother-of-pearl, and the walls of ivory, and the
+lights which hung from the roof sparkled with diamonds. These ivory
+walls were to be covered with paintings; so the Queen called the fairy
+artists, and bade them all paint a picture for her by a certain day. "He
+whose picture is best," she said, "shall paint my hall, to his
+everlasting renown, and I will raise him, besides, to the highest fairy
+honors." The youngest of the fairy painters was Tintabel. He could draw
+a face so exquisite, that it was happiness only to gaze at it, or so sad
+that no one could see it without tears. No fairy longed as he did for
+the glory and renown of painting the Queen's palace.
+
+He wandered out into the wood to dream his idea into loveliness before
+he wrought it with his hand. "Never shall be picture like my picture,"
+he said aloud; "I will steal the colors of heaven, and trace spirit
+forms." But Orgolino, that wicked fairy, heard him. Now Orgolino painted
+very grandly. He could draw wild and strong and terrible beings, which
+thrilled the gazer with wonder and awe. Of all his rivals he feared
+Tintabel only. So, when he saw him alone in the wood, he rejoiced
+wickedly, and said, "Now I will rid myself of a foe;" and he flew down
+upon the poor Tintabel, and being a more powerful fairy, he caught him,
+and pinned his wings together with magic thorns, and fastened him down
+with them among the fungus and toad-stools of the damp wood. Then he
+flew away exulting, and painted day and night. It was a magnificent
+picture, with stately figures, powerful and triumphant, and Orgolino's
+heart swelled with pride at his work, and he said to himself, "I might
+have left that poor wretch alone. The weakling could do nothing like
+this."
+
+Meanwhile Tintabel cried bitterly, because his hope was lost, his praise
+would never be heard among the fairies, and the beauty he had hoped to
+create he should never see. The elf that lived in the toad-stool looked
+up as the tears fell upon him, and gathered them up from his fungous
+coat, where they sparkled like dew.
+
+"What sweet water!" he said.
+
+"Alas!" sighed Tintabel--"alas for my vanished hopes! Oh! how lovely
+should my picture have been, and now I am bound down here to
+uselessness;" and he could not feel the pain of his bruised and bound
+wings because of the pain at his heart. The elf in the toad-stool looked
+up and said,
+
+"Fairy, paint me a picture, here on the smooth surface of the
+toad-stool, for I have never seen one."
+
+Tintabel stopped his wailing to think how wretched was the elf who had
+never seen a picture.
+
+"Ah! elf," he said, "I have neither pencil nor colors. How can I paint?"
+
+But the elf pointed to one of the thorns which fastened Tintabel's
+wings. The end was long, so that the fairy could reach it.
+
+"There is a pencil," said the elf; and the artist's longing came upon
+the fairy, and he seized the thorn. Poor hurt wings! how they quivered
+and pained as the point of their fastenings pressed hither and thither
+over the surface of the toad-stool, and crushed and dragged and rent
+them in its course! But the thorn had a magic in it, and Tintabel found
+it possessed more than fairy power. The sharper his pain, the more
+perfect the stroke he could make. As the delicate film of the wing was
+torn, the rainbow tints dropped off, and gave him lovelier colors than
+the hues of heaven; and the elf held up his tears as water for the
+painting. He painted his remembrance of fairy-land and his weariness of
+earth.
+
+When the appointed day came, the Fairy Queen called her painters
+together. The great hall was filled with them, but of all the pictures
+none was so great as Orgolino's. He had painted "The Triumph of
+Strength." Then said the Queen, "Where is Tintabel?" and no one knew.
+
+"He has not cared to obey your Majesty's command," said Orgolino.
+
+But the Queen looked at him steadily, and said, "Tintabel must be
+found."
+
+Then all the fairies went in search of him. Soon one returned and said,
+"Tintabel is bound in the wood among the fungus and toad-stools, and
+before him is a picture more beautiful than any fairy ever saw."
+
+"Come," said the Queen; and her subjects followed her to the wood.
+
+There, on the white toad-stool's top, was a tiny picture, lovelier and
+grander at once than any fancy could dream, and it showed "The Triumph
+of Pain."
+
+Then Orgolino was turned out into the wood among the cold and creeping
+things, and Tintabel was taken to great honor.
+
+
+
+
+A WIDE-AWAKE RUSSIAN SENTRY.
+
+BY DAVID KER.
+
+
+Eighty or ninety years ago, when the Russians had a good many wars upon
+their hands, their best general was Marshal Alexander Suvoroff, whose
+name is still famous in Russia. Any old soldier you meet there will tell
+you plenty of stories about him, and strange enough stories too, for he
+was a very curious kind of man. In the coldest weather, when even the
+hardiest soldiers were wrapping themselves up, he would go about in his
+shirt sleeves just as if it were summer; and very often he would be up
+before any one else in the camp was astir, and startle the first officer
+whom he saw coming out of his tent by crowing like a rooster as loud as
+he could, just as if to say, "You ought to have been out before." Then,
+too, Count and General though he was, dining with the Empress herself
+almost every week, and going about the palace as he pleased, he dressed
+as plainly as any peasant, and slept on straw like a common soldier.
+Once or twice the palace servants, seeing this untidy little fellow
+coming up to the grand entrance, took him for a tramp, and wanted to
+drive him away; but they soon found out that _that_ would not do.
+
+Another of his queer ways was to try and puzzle any one he met by asking
+him all sorts of strange questions, such as how many stars there were in
+the sky, how many drops of water in the sea, and so forth. He _did_
+puzzle a good many people in this way, but once or twice he got an
+answer quite as smart as his questions, and that was just what he liked.
+
+One day a soldier came to him with a dispatch, and Suvoroff, seeing that
+he was quite a young, simple-looking fellow, thought it would be good
+fun to try his hand upon _him_.
+
+"How many fish are there in the sea?" he asked.
+
+"Just exactly as many as haven't been caught yet," answered the lad at
+once.
+
+The General was rather taken aback, but he went on, nevertheless:
+
+"If you were in a besieged town, without food, how would you supply
+yourself?"
+
+"From the enemy."
+
+"How far is it from here to the moon?"
+
+"Two of your Excellency's forced marches."
+
+Suvoroff smiled and looked pleased, for he was very proud of being able
+to move his men so quickly, and had won many a victory by it.
+
+"Which of your officers do you like best?" was the next question.
+
+"Captain Masloff."
+
+Now this Captain Masloff happened to be a very handsome young fellow,
+while Suvoroff himself was frightfully ugly, so he thought he would
+catch the soldier in a trap by asking him, "What's the difference
+between your captain and myself?"
+
+"Why," said the soldier, looking slyly at him, "my captain can't make me
+a corporal, but your Excellency has only to say the word."
+
+The General burst into a loud laugh, and clapping him on the shoulder,
+said, "Well, then, I _do_ say the word: you're a corporal from this day
+forth, and a right good one you'll make. If I can find another man as
+smart as you, I'll make him a sergeant."
+
+Two or three months after this adventure, Suvoroff and his army were
+down on the Lower Danube, keeping watch over the Turks, in the middle of
+the hardest winter that had been known in that country for many a year.
+But of course, being Russians, they didn't mind _that_ much, and
+Suvoroff went about in the snow and the frost as if he didn't know what
+cold was.
+
+Well, one bitter night in the beginning of January, the old General was
+making the round of the camp, as usual, to see that his sentinels were
+all keeping good watch at the outposts, when suddenly he came upon a
+sentry who seemed to have got the coldest place of all, for he was right
+down upon the bank of the river, with the cold wind blowing through him
+as if it would cut him in two.
+
+"Good-evening, brother," said the General, speaking as if _he_ were only
+a common soldier too.
+
+"Good-evening," answered the sentinel, pretending not to know him,
+although he had recognized the General's voice in a moment.
+
+"Plenty of stars out to-night," went on Suvoroff, looking up at the
+frosty sky. "Can you tell me how many of them there are altogether?"
+
+"Just wait a bit, and I'll count," said the soldier, quite coolly. And
+forthwith he began: "One, two, three, four, five, six," and so on, as if
+he were never going to leave off.
+
+At first Suvoroff was rather amused at his smartness; but he soon found
+the game getting much too cold to be pleasant, for he was in his usual
+light dress, while the sentry at least had on a good thick frieze coat.
+Keener and keener blew the bitter night wind, till the poor old General
+felt as if he should never be warm again. For a while he bore up
+manfully, hoping the soldier would get tired and leave off; but when the
+man got up to a thousand, and was still counting away as if he meant to
+keep it up all night, Suvoroff could stand it no longer.
+
+"What's your name, my fine fellow?" asked he, as well as his chattering
+teeth would let him.
+
+"Vasili [Basil] Pushkin,"[1] answered the soldier, "private in the
+Seventh Foot."
+
+"Very good," said the Marshal; "I won't forget you. Good-night."
+
+The next morning Pushkin was sent for to the General's quarters; and
+Suvoroff, turning to his staff officers, said:
+
+"Gentlemen, here's a man whom I tried to fool last night, but I met my
+match, and something more. I said I'd make any man a sergeant who was
+smart enough for that, and I must keep my word."
+
+And he did so that very day.
+
+
+FOOTNOTES:
+
+1 All purely Russian names end either in "off" or "in," the
+"ski's" being all Polish, and the "ko's" all Cossack.
+
+
+
+
+THE SONG OF THE WREN.
+
+BY MRS. MARGARET EYTINGE.
+
+
+[Illustration: BIRDIE AND HER LITTLE FRIENDS.]
+
+In a certain wild but beautiful country place, far from this great
+city, stood a little white cottage all by itself, there being no other
+house for ten or twelve miles, over which, in summer-time, the wild
+rose vines clambered until they reached the very chimney, where,
+clinging to the red bricks, they flung out in merry triumph slender
+flower-laden branches like pennons on the breeze. Under the cottage
+eaves some swallows built their nests every spring, and to the garden
+came, as soon as the yellow and white honeysuckles and blue larkspurs
+and many-colored four-o'clocks bloomed, myriads of humming-birds,
+looking like rubies, and diamonds, and opals, and emeralds, and topazes,
+and sapphires, that had taken to themselves wings, and flown from all
+parts of the world to visit the living gems in this lovely spot. In the
+autumn, when the leaves, dressed in their gayest dress, were bidding
+farewell to the sunshine and the wind and each other, hundreds of
+robin-redbreasts--"God's birds"--hopped like little flames about the
+ground, and in a hollow tree near the cottage door a pretty red-brown
+wren and his mate had found shelter for a long time, and reared several
+broods. As for the saucy, chattering, busy, fearless sparrows, they had
+feather-lined nests wherever a sparrow's nest could be placed, and that
+is almost everywhere--on the pump, behind the wood-pile, in the barn,
+among the trees--and these nests they never forsook all the year round.
+What wonder that the cottage was called Bird House, and the dear wee
+girl whose home it was answered to the name of Birdie? No brothers or
+sisters had the innocent, blue-eyed child, and, save the birds, no
+little friends. But they loved her dearly, and were always near her; so
+she never grew lonely, but was happy and contented from morning until
+night. At early dawn, when a soft light in the eastern sky told that the
+sun was coming, they tapped on her window-panes to waken her; and when
+she appeared at the cottage door, they flew to meet her, lighting on her
+fair head, her shoulders, her outstretched hands, with loud, sweet,
+twittering welcomes. Even strange birds just passing that way would join
+the merry throng, and joyfully and gratefully partake of the crumbs the
+dear one scattered for her friends. And often at night, when Birdie
+awoke from a pleasant dream, and found her room filled with the silver
+of the moon, she would hear the sparrows and swallows say--still
+dreaming they--"Birdie, sweet Birdie!"
+
+She had learned their language when she was but a babe, and knew when
+they were glad or sad; when they praised or scolded; when they gave
+warning that the spirits of the storm were abroad; when they said to
+their young, "Courage, little ones; it is time to try your wings"; when
+they softly chirped, "To sleep, to sleep"; and when they sang songs of
+love or farewell.
+
+And so it happened that she understood every word of the song that the
+wren sang to her that winter afternoon. The snow had been falling, and
+the sunshine was just coming back, when she went out in the garden, in
+her Little Red Riding-hood cloak, to share her bread with the sparrows
+and snow-birds. Around her they flew, uttering cries of joy, when
+suddenly the wren, forgetting his shyness, appeared among them; and this
+is the song he sang:
+
+  "In the time of violets,
+    When the Spring came dancing
+  O'er the meadow, through the wood,
+    Sunbeams round her glancing--
+  'Birdie's sweet, sweet, sweet,
+    Sweet,' sang the swallow,
+  'And where'er her footsteps roam,
+    I will follow, follow.'
+
+  "When the roses bloomed and blushed,
+    And the fragrant Summer
+  Kisses warm and sparkling smiles
+    Gave to each new-comer--
+  'Birdie's sweet, sweet, sweet,'
+    Sang the blackbird clearly;
+  'Sweet as daisy-buds, and I
+    Love her dearly, dearly.'
+
+  "When the autumn leaves began
+    Gold and crimson turning,
+  Robin-Redbreast sang--his breast
+    Bright as sunset burning--
+  'Birdie's sweet, sweet, sweet,
+    Sweet as dewy clover,
+  And her praises shall be sung
+    All the wide world over.'
+
+  "Wrens and sparrows--all the birds,
+    Dear, that fly above thee,
+  For thy gentle words and ways,
+    For thy beauty, love thee.
+  Birdie sweet, sweet, sweet--
+    Happy be forever!
+  While the birds can guard thee, sweet,
+    Harm shall reach thee never."
+
+"Thank you, dear wren--thank you, dear birds," said Birdie, with tears
+in her beautiful blue eyes, when the song was ended; and she went away
+to her own little room and said a prayer of thankfulness.
+
+And from that time the child's heart was lighter than ever, and she sang
+all day long like a tuneful mocking-bird, blending all the sweet strains
+of her friends in one delightful song, until winter passed away, and the
+snow melted, and the snow-drop peeped out of the ground, and said,
+timidly, "I am here: spare me, O Wind!" and while the spring covered the
+earth with daisies and dandelions and May buds and brave honest grass,
+and flung delicate blossoms all over the orchards. Then came the summer
+once more, and started millions of lovely "green things a-growing," and
+filled the trees with thousands of joyous young birds.
+
+And one glowing July day, early in the morning, Birdie wandered off to
+the woods, as she had often done before, to look for wild flowers, and
+gather some green food for her feathered pets. "I'll be back again in a
+little while, mamma," she said, as she left the cottage. But the hours
+went by, and noon came, and she had not returned.
+
+"Where is my little maid?" called her father, cheerily, as he came in to
+dinner from the field where he had been working; but no little maid
+replied.
+
+"She has gone for bird weeds and flowers," said her mother. "She will be
+here in a few moments."
+
+But the dinner was eaten, and the father went back to his work, and
+still no Birdie came.
+
+The clock struck one--struck two--struck three, and then, her heart
+growing heavier and heavier at every step, the frightened mother started
+out to look for her darling. North, south, east, west, half a mile each
+way from the cottage, she ran, stopping every few minutes to call,
+"Birdie! Birdie!" but only the echoes answered her call. At last to the
+field where her husband was working she flew. "Leave the plough," she
+cried, wringing her hands, "and look for the child."
+
+North, east, south, west, a mile each way from his home, went the
+father, shouting, "Birdie! Birdie, little maid!" and the echoes
+repeated, "Birdie! Birdie, little maid!" but no other sound he heard
+except the rustling of the leaves and the whir of insect wings. The sun
+was beginning to sink in the west when, tired and heart-sick, he came
+back again. "Perhaps she is there now," he thought, a ray of hope
+lighting up his face as he neared the garden gate; but a glance at his
+wife's tearful eyes as she came to meet him told him he had hoped in
+vain. "I'll saddle the horse and ride to the village," he said, "and
+every father there will join me in the search for my child. And we'll
+find her, never fear."
+
+"God grant that you may--and alive!" sobbed the poor mother. "My
+darling! oh, my darling!"
+
+At that moment a flock of birds came in sight--so large a flock that,
+wheeling around the head of the sorrowing mother, it almost shut out
+from her the light of day.
+
+Round and round her the birds circled, uttering strange, eager sounds;
+then flew away a short distance, to return with louder calls than ever.
+
+"They miss her," said the father, who was just about to mount his horse.
+"They have come to be fed."
+
+"They have come to lead us to her," cried his wife, her whole face
+growing glad and bright. "Look at them! They are asking us to follow."
+
+And the birds turned as she made a few steps forward, and flew slowly
+before her. To a narrow path up the nearest hill they led--so narrow
+that the horse had to be left behind, and the father, who in his
+impatience had ridden on in front, was obliged to dismount and follow on
+foot. Over the hill and across a bridge that spanned a wide stream they
+went, then up some steep rocks, and down, down into a tiny green valley,
+from which another flock of birds arose with welcoming cries; and there,
+in a little cave, imprisoned by a huge stone that had fallen from the
+rock above across its mouth, the trees and shrubs around her black with
+watching birds, sat Birdie, her little hands patiently folded in her
+lap, a smile on her pale lips, and faith shining from her heaven-blue
+eyes. And for once--her heart being full to overflowing with love for
+her wee daughter, and gratitude to the good God and them--the mother too
+understood the language of the birds as they sang,
+
+  "Birdie, sweet, sweet, sweet,
+    Happy be forever!
+  While the birds can guard thee, sweet,
+    Harm shall reach thee never."
+
+
+
+
+WILD BOARS.
+
+
+The wild boar is one of the most dangerous of beasts. Although it
+belongs to the same great family as the lazy, good-natured pig that lies
+in utter contentment in the farmer's pen, it is an altogether different
+creature, and few animals are so difficult to hunt.
+
+In appearance it has the same general characteristics as domestic swine,
+with the difference that it is larger, covered with coarser bristles,
+has fiery, glowing eyes, and is armed with two terrible tusks, sometimes
+ten inches long, with which it can inflict dangerous wounds.
+
+Formerly wild boars roamed in great numbers through the forests of Great
+Britain, but for many years they have been extinct in that country. They
+are still found in some parts of France and Spain, and are very numerous
+in Germany and the wild jungles of India. They are also found in Poland,
+Southern Russia, and Africa. Du Chaillu, the African traveller, mentions
+encountering a hideous red-haired wild hog in the wondrous equatorial
+forests of the "dark continent." Notwithstanding its size it was
+tremendously savage, and very agile, jumping and running like a cat.
+
+Wild hogs are gregarious, and are found in herds. They are fond of
+living near water, in which they like to roll and wallow; indeed, a bath
+appears almost indispensable to them, as they will sometimes travel
+miles to obtain it. Their food consists of roots, nuts, and all kinds of
+fruits and grains. In Egypt and India they do much injury to the vast
+tracts of sugar-cane, the thick growth affording them excellent
+hiding-places and shelter against attack.
+
+It is said that wild hogs will not attack a man unless hunted or
+enraged; but as they are not only daring, but also very cautious and
+watchful, they suspect the least approach to be offensive, and proceed
+to defend themselves.
+
+The sow guards her little ones with great care, and becomes wild with
+fury if they are touched. She will run with great speed if she hears
+them call, and few hunters have succeeded in capturing young specimens
+without first killing the parent. A man once riding through a forest in
+Germany came upon two little wild pigs which had strayed into the
+pathway. Delighted with his prize, he rolled the piggies in his
+horse-blanket, sprang to his saddle, and hastened on his road. But the
+smothered squealing of her babies reached the ears of the mother, and
+the man soon heard a loud grunting. On turning round he saw a furious
+sow, with gleaming eyes, coming after him at full speed. Being unarmed,
+he was compelled to fling the little pigs on the ground, and ride for
+his life.
+
+The wolf, the lynx, and even the sly fox are terrible enemies of wild
+hogs, for with patience and cunning watchfulness they often succeed in
+making off with very young pigs, which form a most savory repast.
+
+Wild-boar hunting has been held for ages as a royal sport, and in former
+times no banquet was considered perfect unless the table was graced by a
+boar's head. Kings and emperors rode to the hunt in those days with
+numerous followers and huntsmen, all armed with the cross-bow and
+boar-spear, in search of this royal game. At present wild-boar hunting
+is carried on to some extent in Germany; but in India it is a favorite
+sport, as the boar of that country is the largest and fiercest of any in
+the world, not fearing even the tiger, its savage companion of the
+jungles. Stories are told of dead boars and tigers being found together,
+each bearing the marks of a terrible and evenly balanced fight.
+
+[Illustration: A WILD BOAR AT BAY.]
+
+In India boars are hunted on horseback, the chief weapon used being a
+spear with a stout two-edged blade. A horse must be thoroughly trained
+to this sport, and must possess great fleetness of foot, as the boar is
+a very rapid runner. The time chosen for the hunt is at daybreak, as
+the boar has probably been eating sugar-cane or other food all night,
+and is sleepy and heavy in the morning, and less capable of a long run.
+Savage and powerful dogs are used in the chase, which often prove
+serviceable in bringing the beast to bay. For dogs the boar has a most
+violent hatred, and will rush at them blindly often, with its superior
+strength and formidable tusks overpowering them, unless the hunter be
+near to use a spear or send a bullet through its heart.
+
+In this country the hog was unknown originally in a natural condition,
+having been introduced by settlers from the Old World; and the wild boar
+in our Western and Southern States, and in Canada, is merely the
+domestic animal relapsed into a primitive state of wild ferocity.
+
+
+
+
+TAKING--NOT STEALING.
+
+BY HANNAH SHEPPARD.
+
+
+"So that's your game, is it, my lads? Guess I can help you a bit. I'll
+try, anyhow, if it's only for the love I bore your fathers before you.
+And you're fine fellows too; but you've got a wrong twist somewhere, or
+you'd never in the world do such a thing as that." And quickening his
+step at the close of his soliloquy, "Captain Dan," as he was called,
+came up behind two boys who were standing in front of the principal
+fruit and candy store of the busy town of Hamilton.
+
+A large bag of pea-nuts, with many other things, was displayed outside
+under the window, and the old man's attention had been attracted by
+seeing the elder of the boys carelessly pick up a nut as he chatted with
+his companion, who soon followed his example. Evidently neither one had
+any thought of doing wrong as they stood eating the nuts and crushing
+the shells in their fingers.
+
+They started as he laid a hand heavily upon the shoulder of each, but
+answered his greeting so cordially that it was easy to see they were
+warm friends. He stopped them, as, linking their arms in his, they began
+to turn him around, by saying: "Going toward home, are ye? Well, I don't
+mind if I do go a piece with you after a bit, if you'll go down to the
+shore first, for I want to take another look at that vessel I had a
+sight of a good hour ago, and see if I can find out where she hails
+from. There'll be a fine sunset, too, with the clouds piled like
+yon"--as he pointed seaward. "I 'most wonder you're not out in the
+_Firefly_. How is it, Dick?"--turning to the lad on his right hand.
+
+"Why, you see, Captain Dan," replied the boy, slowly, as if bringing his
+thoughts back from a long distance, "Ethel wanted Maurice to row her
+over to the Island, though I don't think he knows much more about a boat
+than May."
+
+"Did they take her with them?" asked the captain, eagerly.
+
+"Yes," answered Dick; "and I'm sure mamma would not have let her go if
+she'd been at home. But she was out riding with papa, and May begged so
+hard that Ethel would take her in spite of all I could say."
+
+"Oh, well, there's no great harm done that I know of," quoth Captain
+Dan, "though I'm free to confess that I don't think your cousin knows as
+much of boats as he does of his books. However, as you feel uneasy,
+we'll wait about the landing till they come, and they can climb the
+cliff with us if they like. Many's the time little 'May bird' has gone
+up it on my shoulder, little pet!" Then, as he noticed how intently Dick
+was watching, he added, "They'll surely be back before long, and it
+won't hurt us to talk here awhile, 'specially as I've a word to say to
+you, my hearties."
+
+"That's all right," responded Dick, good-humoredly; "for you know Theo
+and I like nothing better than to have you spin us a yarn--eh, Theo?"
+
+"Yes, indeed," chimed in Theodore Murray, giving a vigorous kick to a
+stone which lay in the captain's path.
+
+By this time they had reached the shore, and after looking off toward
+the Island and seeing nothing of their boat, they all sat down on a
+rock, which seemed almost as though it might have been shaped for a
+seat, only that it was rather roughly finished.
+
+"You really needn't look so anxious, my boy," said Captain Dan, turning
+to Dick, "for I don't think your party could possibly come to harm. Why,
+the water is as smooth as glass, and we can see them the moment they
+round the corner of the cove."
+
+"If Ethel only wasn't so awfully polite," groaned Dick, "but would just
+take the oars herself, I'd not mind a bit, for she can row beautifully;
+but Maurice hasn't an idea how to manage a boat, though he's first rate
+on land. We're all ready for your yarn, though, captain, as soon as
+you've got your breath ready to begin to spin it."
+
+Captain Dan smiled, half sadly. "It's no 'yarn' to-night, my lads. But,
+Dick, what would you call a man who took what didn't belong to him?"
+
+"Why, a thief, of course," answered the boy, promptly.
+
+"'And what would you say if any one called your father's son a thief?"
+pursued the old man.
+
+"Tell him he lied!" exclaimed Dick, quickly, springing to his feet, and
+confronting his questioner with flashing eyes. "What ever _do_ you mean,
+sir, by such strange talk?"
+
+"Sit down quietly again, and I'll tell you; for though I saw both you
+and Theo helping yourselves to what didn't belong to you this afternoon,
+yet I never could find it in my heart to call you thieves; for I suppose
+you would say it was only 'taking,' and not 'stealing.'"
+
+"What do you mean?" asked Theodore, who had been listening in silence,
+but with a most puzzled face.
+
+"Just this--that as I walked up the street I saw each of you take a nut
+or so from the bag which stands in front of Mr. Baker's store."
+
+"Oh," said Dick, drawing a long breath of relief, "that was all, was
+it?"
+
+"Why, that wasn't _stealing_, Captain Dan," broke in Theodore, eagerly.
+
+"Oh, I beg your pardon," observed their friend, dryly. "I didn't know
+you'd paid for the nuts, or I'd not have mentioned the matter."
+
+"Paid for them!" exclaimed both boys at once. "Of course we'd not paid
+for them; but then that's not stealing, you know, for we only each took
+one or two, and we were right there in open sight. It's a totally
+different thing."
+
+"I beg leave to differ entirely from you," answered the captain, in his
+slow way. "But suppose there'd been a water-melon lying there on the
+step, would either of you have carried it off without paying for it, or
+eaten it there, either?"
+
+"Of course not," said Dick, indignantly; but Theodore broke in,
+abruptly, as he sprang up, his cheeks glowing with shame:
+
+"I never thought of it so before! Why, it's just dreadful, Dick; for
+Captain Dan is right--we were stealing, though we never meant it. Oh,
+what would my mother say?" he added, with a choke in his voice.
+
+"I don't see it in that light at all," persisted Dick, sturdily; "it was
+only a pea-nut or so, and we didn't do it 'on the sly,' as we would if
+we'd been 'stealing,' as you say. Why, the very word makes me mad all
+over"--doubling up his fists as he paced up and down before them, now
+and then giving himself a shake like a great dog.
+
+"Hold on a minute, my son," said the old man, gently, "and I think I can
+make it clearer. Suppose a basket of apples was standing in Smith's
+grocery store. On my way home I stop in to buy a pound of tea, and while
+it is being weighed out I pick up an apple to eat. You drop in next to
+get some crackers, and you take one while waiting. Then Theo's mother
+sends him for a pound of cheese, and he also helps himself. Others
+follow our example, and though no person takes more than a single one,
+yet by night the basket is emptied, without a cent of profit to the
+grocer, though he has paid the farmer for them. Yet you say we have not
+been stealing. How is it?"
+
+The color had been slowly mounting in Dick's frank face as he stood
+before his friend with folded arms, and looking far out to sea. But the
+instant he heard the question with which the speaker concluded, he
+turned and said, impulsively: "You're right, Captain Dan, and I'm all
+wrong. It _is_ stealing, and nothing else, just as you said; but I never
+thought of it so before, and it's just dreadful. I can't bear to think
+of it, even though I've hardly ever done it; still, the part I hate just
+the worst kind is that I've done it at all, and never saw the harm of it
+till now."
+
+"Tell you what, Dick," exclaimed Theodore, hurriedly, "I mean to go in
+and tell Mr. Baker about it on my way home to-night; will you go with
+me?"
+
+"Of course I will; and we'll pay him for everything we can possibly
+remember. But I say, old fellow, what if Jack Stretch saw us, or any of
+those other street chaps? They could turn the tables on us splendidly,
+you know, after our asking them to go to Sunday-school with us. They'd
+be likely to tell us we'd borrowed their trade, and would say we needn't
+preach to them again."
+
+Theodore looked troubled, and then brightened somewhat as a happy
+thought struck him. "I mean to tell my mother the whole thing before I
+go to sleep this night," he said, "and I'm sure she'll help us out."
+
+"You're right, my boy," observed the captain, nodding his head with a
+pleased air. "Your mother's a wise woman; so is yours, Dick, and I
+advise you to adopt the same plan; for when boys get too old--or too
+something--to talk over their troubles and their pleasures with their
+mothers, you may be pretty sure they're going wrong somehow; at least
+that has always been my experience."
+
+"But, Captain Dan, there are lots of people who surely can't look at
+this thing as you do, and as we do too, now that you've shown us,"
+remarked Dick, thoughtfully, "for I've seen men, and women too, pick up
+little things to taste in the stores, and never seem to think of paying
+for them."
+
+The old man sighed wearily. "I know it, lad," he answered; "and I can
+tell you more than that. For I've heard of some cases--I hope and trust
+they're rare ones, though--where boarding-house keepers in large cities,
+who were poorly off, would go from one store to another, and from stand
+to stand in the markets, pricing and buying in a small way, while all
+the time they would be picking up a nut or so here, an apple or orange
+there, or a few raisins over yonder, and in this manner get enough for a
+dessert, till their tricks came to be well known, and they were watched
+carefully."
+
+"How dreadful!" cried the boys.
+
+"And perhaps," added Theodore, "they began as we did, without thinking
+anything about it, and I'm ever so much obliged to you, Captain Dan, for
+telling us."
+
+"Yes, indeed!" struck in Dick, earnestly, giving himself a shake; "I see
+it exactly now; and I don't mind telling mamma about it half so much as
+I do thinking to myself that I ever did such a mean thing, don't you
+see."
+
+"Yes," responded his friend, as he looked up into the pure manly face,
+feeling that so long as the fact of losing his own self-respect was so
+much worse than to lose that of others, he would always have a
+safeguard--"yes, I understand. But isn't that the _Firefly_ off yonder?"
+
+The boys ran down to the water's edge, followed at a slower pace by the
+captain.
+
+"Dear me! why don't Ethel take the oars and show him how to row?" burst
+forth Dick, impatiently, as they watched the tiny craft moving
+irregularly toward them.
+
+"Gently, laddie," said the captain; "remember we must all have a
+learning; and no doubt you did as badly as that when you began, even
+though you're such a crack sailor now; and you know Miss Ethel mightn't
+like to give a lesson unless she was asked to do so."
+
+The little boat gradually neared them, though in a very jerky fashion,
+showing how unskilled the rower was, till, unhappily, glancing over his
+shoulder, he caught sight of the group awaiting them, and raised his
+oars by way of salute. But, in lowering them, one fell from his hand,
+tired with the unusual exertion; he leaned over too far to reach it, and
+the next moment they were all struggling in the water.
+
+In an instant the boys' coats were off, and they dashed in to the
+rescue; nor was Captain Dan much behind them, while it was truly
+wonderful to see how agile he was, when swimming, for after his slow
+steps on land, the water appeared like his native element. Fortunately
+the boat was not far from the shore when the accident happened, and the
+captain's powerful strokes soon put him ahead of his younger companions.
+He reached the spot just in time to catch May--his "baby," as he always
+called the five-year-old prattler--as she was sinking for the last time,
+in spite of the frantic efforts made by Maurice, who, though no swimmer,
+had retained his presence of mind, and had caught the edge of the
+overturned boat, which he was trying to float toward Ethel, while
+holding May tightly with the other arm. But the child had struck her
+head against the oar as she fell, and was stunned so as to be quite
+insensible.
+
+"Keep your hold of the boat," called the captain; "I've got the baby all
+safe, and the boys have reached Miss Ethel. Hullo, Dick!" he shouted,
+suddenly; "let Theo help your sister, and bear a hand here, will you?"
+For he saw that Maurice was fast giving out, though the gallant old man
+was supporting him with one hand, while holding the child firmly with
+the other; and encumbered in this way, swimming was slow work.
+
+"Here we are!" sang out Dick, who soon reached them; and remembering
+"Nan the Newsboy's" directions, with the captain's aid managed to turn
+Maurice upon his back, for by this time he had quite lost consciousness,
+and then struck out steadily for the land. In the course of a few more
+moments the little party were anxiously gathered around Maurice and May,
+who were still insensible. Theo had started off for help, which soon
+came, and they were carried to the nearest house, where Maurice after a
+time revived. But poor little May remained so long unconscious that they
+had almost given up hope, when Dick, who had been helping to rub her,
+and would give up his post to no one, exclaimed he was sure he felt her
+heart beating, which, to his great delight, proved to be the case, and a
+while afterward she opened her eyes, and looked around vacantly.
+
+But the blow on her head had been a very severe one; the shock to the
+little frame was so great that it was followed by a serious illness; and
+though she recovered after weeks of suffering, and was her own bright
+self again, yet the boys agreed that Captain Dan's kindly sermon had
+been followed by enough to make that day one of the most eventful in
+their lives, and never to be forgotten.
+
+And though they could not go to the store that night, yet they went
+early the next morning, told the whole story, and were most kindly
+received by Mr. Baker, with whom Captain Dan had had a private
+conference just before their arrival, so that he was fully prepared for
+them.
+
+In spite of their urging, he would not take their money, though he
+thanked them "for coming in such a manly way to confess their fault,"
+adding, as he shook hands with them, that while they had only done what
+was right, yet he wished men as well as boys would have the moral
+courage to confess when they had done wrong, for so often these little
+beginnings of evil lead the way to greater sins.
+
+
+
+
+THE FIRST VALENTINE.
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  "Ah, Jamie, don't you understand
+  The little heart that's in my hand?
+  The plain white heart with rosy band;
+  Can you not read the simple sign?
+  It is your first sweet Valentine.
+
+  "Come here and take it from me, dear;
+  It will not hurt, you need not fear;
+  You'll see, if you will come more near,
+  It only bears one little line,
+  'To Jamie! My first Valentine!'"
+
+  Then Cupid, laughing, said, "Ah me!
+  How calm this baby beau can be!
+  But wait awhile, and we shall see
+  What toys, with gold and jewels fine,
+  He'll send to some sweet Valentine.
+
+  "Just leave your heart, Miss Leonore,
+  He'll take it soon, and long for more:
+  The little lad is only four.
+  Some day, a hero bold and fine,
+  He'll send full many a Valentine."
+
+
+
+
+THE KING'S BABY.
+
+BY THE AUTHOR OF "THE CATSKILL FAIRIES."
+
+
+The baby was put to bed as usual, in his wooden cradle, and his mother
+had rocked him to sleep, singing some national cradle song, like the
+mothers of all lands. He was a stout little fellow of five months old,
+with dimples in his brown cheeks, curly dark hair as soft as silk, and
+great black eyes, such as the children of Spain and Italy alone possess.
+When the baby was asleep, his parents busied themselves with their
+duties of the evening, and at an early hour also went to bed.
+
+Their home was located in the province of Murcia, in Spain. The house
+was built of stone, half in ruins, and was surrounded by a poor little
+farm. Before going to bed the father had looked out of the door to see
+that all was safe for the night. Spain is a country where little rain
+falls, because armies long ago destroyed the forests covering mountain
+slopes, in time of war. Now the traveller sees these hills as bare
+rocks, with deserted towns on their sides, and the beds of rivers become
+heaps of dry stones for the majority of the year, parched with summer
+drought. In the city of Alicante two years sometimes pass without a drop
+of rain falling. The season of the year (1879) was very different. In
+the late summer and autumn fearful storms of thunder and lightning burst
+over several provinces usually so dusty and arid; persistent rains
+followed, until the channels of the rivers became filled with rushing
+torrents from the heights where springs have their source. The waters of
+the Guadalquivir rose five meters in a few days.
+
+The baby's father looked out of the door on a valley flooded by one of
+these swollen rivers which had overflowed its banks, and felt safe, as
+his home was perched on a slope, and the village, with its church,
+convent, and steep streets of old houses, was between the farm and the
+stream. Then he had gone to rest, and sleep soon settled on the
+household. The night was dark, and no sound was to be heard except the
+drip of the rain or the rustling murmur of the distant river.
+
+At two o'clock in the morning the church bell pealed wildly. "Quick!
+Danger is at hand, good people; save yourselves!" the bell seemed to
+say, and its vibrating note rang out on the awful darkness, chilling all
+hearts with sudden fear.
+
+Stupid with sleep, the baby's father rose. Water was trickling along the
+floor of the chamber; outside was a deep sound of roaring waves, the
+crashing of trees, and the fall of buildings, mingled with the clang of
+the bell and the cries of human beings. Nothing could be more terrible.
+An embankment had given way, and the river, which already had spread
+over the lowlands, now deluged the village, sweeping away many houses,
+and surrounding the poor little farm, where the baby slumbered
+peacefully in his cradle. Already the cottage swayed and shook on its
+foundations. The mother awoke, and wept. She had no time to snatch the
+baby in her arms, for the father opened the door, and lifted the cradle
+near it. He returned for his wife; and just then a wave entered the
+door, and washed away the baby. It was not a moment too soon. There was
+a snapping, grinding sound, and the house fell apart and slid into the
+dark waters as if it had been a house of cards. The whole country was
+like a sea, and the church bell no longer rang, because the bell-ringer
+strove to save himself from being drowned.
+
+The little waif, cast to the mercy of the wind and the flood, did not
+sink. God watched over it. The wooden cradle became a tiny boat; the
+baby waked up, stretched out his little hands, and cried; then, in the
+midst of frightful peril, fell asleep again, rocked by the motion of the
+stream.
+
+At length the day broke, a cold gray mist seeming to blot out everything
+except the sheet of water, which was of a muddy and yellow color, and
+rolled along with giddy swiftness, gathering everything in its course.
+In some places the trees had their roots under water, and their
+branches, still dry, gave shelter to whole families. These cried out:
+
+"Oh, look at the little baby! Who will save it?"
+
+But the cradle sailed on, while the trees often bent beneath the wave.
+The boiling eddies of the current swallowed many objects, and caught the
+cradle, and spun it about in circles as if it had been a walnut shell,
+until the baby cried with fear; but then a friendly wave was sure to
+rescue it, and once more bear it onward.
+
+Ah, at last! The poor baby must be drowned. A great tree had fallen into
+the river, with all its tangled roots high in the air, and the stream
+snapped off the smaller twigs and branches as it moved along. Every
+moment it struck some floating object with its gnarled roots and forest
+of branches; occasionally the shock was so great that the trunk rolled
+from side to side; but the object always sank, whether broken boat or
+dead animal; while the tree floated on. The baby's cradle was alone on
+the waste of waters; the tree approached slowly and surely. The cradle
+tossed up and down, and then--the forked branches caught and held it
+firmly just above the water-line. The tree became a raft.
+
+The young King Alfonso of Spain stood on the shore, near a town,
+surrounded by officers in brilliant uniforms. Large boats full of his
+guards had ventured out from shore to try to save objects swept down
+from the country. They saw a tree with a cradle caught in the branches.
+Was the cradle empty? No, a little black head could be distinguished
+inside. Bravely the boat approached; the tree swerved about, and struck
+it so rudely that it nearly upset; but at that moment the soldier in the
+bow leaned over, and caught the baby by his little gown. Away whirled
+the tree on the swift tide, and the cradle, detached by the shock,
+drifted apart, overturned.
+
+How the people ran about and talked! How the women cried, and caressed
+the little stranger thus safely brought to shore! The King saw it all,
+and approached.
+
+"He shall be my child, and I will adopt him," he said.
+
+"May he grow up to serve you, sire!" said one of the councillors, who
+wore a glittering star on his breast.
+
+Then the "King's Baby," saved in a little wooden cradle from the perils
+of the night, crowed and smiled.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: ME AND MY LITTLE WIFE.]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+GEORGE WASHINGTON.
+
+  He was black as the ace of spades, you see,
+  And scarcely as high as a tall man's knee;
+  He wore a hat that was minus a brim,
+  But that, of course, mattered nothing to him;
+  His jacket--or what there was left of it--
+  _Scorned_ his little black shoulders to fit;
+  And as for stockings and shoes, dear me!
+  Nothing about such things knew he.
+
+  He sat on the curb-stone one pleasant day,
+  Placidly passing the hours away;
+  His hands in the _holes_ which for pockets were meant,
+  His thoughts on the clouds overhead were intent;
+  When down the street suddenly, marching along,
+  Came soldiers and horses, and such a great throng
+  Of boys and of men, as they crowded the street,
+  With a "Hip, hip, hurrah!" the lad sprang to his feet,
+
+  And joined the procession, his face in a grin,
+  For here was a good time that "_dis chile_ is in!"
+  How he stretched out his legs to the beat of the drum,
+  Thinking surely at last 'twas the _jubilee_ come!
+  Then suddenly wondering what 'twas about--
+  The soldiers, the music, and all--with a shout
+  He hailed a small comrade, "Hi, Cĉsar, _you_ know
+  What all dis purcession's a marchin' fur so?"
+
+  "Go 'long, you George Washington," Cĉsar replied,
+  "In dis yere great kentry _you_ ain't got no pride!
+  Dis is Washington's Birfday; you oughter know dat,
+  Wid yer head growed so big, burst de brim off yer hat."
+  For a moment George Washington stood in surprise,
+  While plainer to view grew the whites of his eyes;
+  Then swift to the front of the ranks scampered he,
+  This mite of a chap hardly high as your knee.
+
+  The soldiers looked stern, and an officer said,
+  As he rapped with his sword on the black woolly head,
+  "Come, boy, clear the road; what a figure you are!"
+  Came the ready reply, "_I'se George Washington_, sah!
+  But I didn't know nuffin about my birfday
+  'Till a feller jist tole me. Oh, golly! it's gay!"
+
+  Just then a policeman--of course it was mean--
+  Removed young George Washington far from the scene.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: OUR POST-OFFICE BOX]
+
+
+  SOUTH GROVELAND, MASSACHUSETTS.
+
+     I have been gathering a cabinet of curiosities since I was nine
+     years old (I am now fourteen), and I have stones and shells and
+     pieces of wood from a great many of the States, from the arctic
+     regions, from South America, Oceanica, and Europe--more than two
+     hundred in all. Among the rest is a Proteus (_Menobranchus
+     maculatus_) taken from the Winooski River by Thompson, once State
+     Geologist of Vermont. I would like to know if any other of your
+     correspondents has got a Proteus, and also if any has a cabinet.
+
+  EDWIN A. H.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  MELROSE, MASSACHUSETTS, _January 25_.
+
+     I found some willow "pussies" yesterday. I hope I have found them
+     first.
+
+  A. L. H.
+
+Yes, you have found them first. It is very remarkable to find them at
+all in January in the locality where you live, but as the buds set in
+the autumn, the singularly mild weather of January has made them swell
+and burst thus early in the season. Thank you for so promptly reporting
+these first signs that spring is near. Now let us see when the "pussies"
+will appear in other sections of the country.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  DOVER, NEW JERSEY.
+
+     I was five years old the 21st of January, and I had such a happy
+     birthday. In the morning when I got up I found at the foot of my
+     crib six books of natural history full of pictures for little
+     folks, a piano, a box of colors, and two dancing bears, one black
+     and one brown. And when I went down to the dining-room, on my tray
+     was a beautiful cup and saucer, and on the cup, in gold letters, "A
+     Gift." And in my chair was a box with twenty-five things in it from
+     my auntie Lou; and in the afternoon I had a tea party. I wish all
+     little boys and girls had such happy birthdays. To-day I am sick,
+     and I tell mamma just what to say, and she is writing it for me.
+
+  LOUIS C. VOGT.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  STERLING, KANSAS.
+
+     I have taken YOUNG PEOPLE since Christmas, and I find it very nice
+     indeed. I have a nice young uncle in Washington who sends it to me,
+     and told me to write to you. I have a pony named Ben, who is only
+     four feet and a half high, and is very wild sometimes, but I can
+     ride him without either bridle or saddle.
+
+  NELLIE S.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  CLINTON, MASSACHUSETTS.
+
+     I have a bird. It is a bullfinch. It is real pretty, and whistles
+     like a boy. It likes potatoes and corn very much, and eats them out
+     of my mouth and hand. When it whistles it says "Pretty Poll" just
+     as plain as a parrot, and when it bathes it spatters me all over.
+
+  LENA E. SCHMIDT.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  DES MOINES, IOWA.
+
+     I want to tell you about a cat-bird or mocking-bird that built its
+     nest in the tree near our house last summer. I have three brothers,
+     and when we all go off to play, mamma could not always make us hear
+     when she called. She bought a whistle, and when she blew it once,
+     it was for me, and two, three, and four times for my brothers. The
+     mocking-bird learned to imitate the whistle so well that we could
+     not always tell whether it was mamma calling or the bird. It would
+     also imitate the squeaks of the saw when the men were sawing wood.
+     We hope it will come back again next spring.
+
+  M. I. WATROUS.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  TROY, NEW YORK.
+
+     I am a little girl nine years old, and take YOUNG PEOPLE, and I
+     watch for it every week. I have three pets--two cats and one
+     squirrel. The cats are twins; one is named Girofle, and the other
+     Girofla. They were born on Palm-Sunday, and are nearly three years
+     old. They are so much alike that you can not tell them apart. My
+     squirrel's name is Prince.
+
+  GRACE MACLEOD.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  WAYNE, ILLINOIS.
+
+     I am a boy ten years old, and I have a cat older than myself. Its
+     name is Noah. One day last summer it caught a rat in the yard as
+     big as a half-grown kitten. The rat squealed so loud that a large
+     Newfoundland dog at the store across the street heard it, and came
+     running over to see what was the matter. The dog scared old Noah so
+     much that it let the rat go, and ran under the shed. I think that
+     dog better mind his own affairs hereafter, and let my old Noah
+     catch rats.
+
+  ALLE TRULL.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  SCOTTSVILLE, NEW YORK.
+
+     I am nine years old, and I go to school nearly every day. All the
+     pet I have now is a white kitten. I did have an oriole, which was
+     caught when very young. We put it in a cage and hung it in the
+     cherry-tree, and its mother came and fed it every day until it was
+     time for the birds to go to a warmer climate. It used to be very
+     fond of bread and milk.
+
+  MARY L. MACVEAN.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Maggie M. M. has a big Newfoundland dog, just her own age, nine years,
+which is her faithful friend.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Belle Metzgar, Jessie Edna, C. F. Cooper, Harry B., and Charles Bentley
+all send pretty accounts of domestic pets, which we would be glad to
+print if there was space to spare.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+EVA MITCHELL.--_The Virginians in Texas_ is published in "Harper's
+Library of American Fiction," and will be sent by mail, postage prepaid,
+to any part of the United States on receipt of seventy-five cents.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+L. K.--Chapman's Drawing-Books are the best to use in beginning your
+studies.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  PHILADELPHIA, PENNSYLVANIA.
+
+     I once had three pigeons, and when I fed them they would turn round
+     and round. Will you tell me how to feed guinea-pigs?
+
+  MARK FRANCIS.
+
+You can feed guinea-pigs on cabbage leaves, bits of bread and cake, and
+all kinds of fruit. They like carrot tops better than any other food,
+especially in the spring, when the green is fresh and tender. You must
+give them plenty of water.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+N. L. COLLAMER.--Your monthly magazine is very well edited. It is
+difficult to determine the correct spelling of Shakspeare's name, as
+equally reliable authorities disagree.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+"LITTLE MARIE."--Your puzzle is very neatly done; but as "every large
+city" is not so favored as the one where you live, we fear it would not
+be easy to solve.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+ELLA W.--You may send the one entirely original, and if it is pretty and
+very short, we might use it.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+RICHARD S. C.--Your plan for a magnetic motor is very ingenious, and the
+machine would no doubt make a pretty and curious toy.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+WILLIE H. S.--We will endeavor to send you the solution of your puzzle.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Eddie L. A., Minnesota, after expressing great pleasure in YOUNG PEOPLE,
+writes: "My papa thinks I am a pretty smart boy. I am eleven years old,
+and I milk the cow, and do most of the work, and go to school besides."
+You are a smart boy, Eddie, if you do all that, and do it well. If you
+persevere in that course, always attending to school duties and home
+work besides, there is every prospect that you will grow to be a smart
+man.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  BROOKLYN, NEW YORK.
+
+     Will you please tell me why the land north of Behring Strait is
+     called Wrangell Land?
+
+  MAMIE E. F.
+
+Ferdinand Wrangell, a Russian baron and traveller, who was born near the
+close of the last century, and died in 1870, commanded a sledge
+expedition which explored the polar sea north of East Siberia about
+1822. In 1867 Captain Long, in traversing that part of the sea navigated
+by Wrangell, discovered a large tract of land which the Russian explorer
+had vainly endeavored to reach, and which he named Wrangell Land.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+HENRY W. R.--Every harpoon thrown into a whale before he dies is
+entitled to a share of the oil.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+W. B. AITKIN.--The sun is supposed to be moving slowly through space,
+carrying the earth and all the planets along with him. The great
+astronomer Herschel assigned the constellation Hercules as that toward
+which we are moving, and the calculations of more recent astronomers
+have also pointed to that same direction.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+ANITA R. N.--The "good news" mentioned in the ballad is not recorded in
+history, and although many inquiries have been made concerning it, no
+satisfactory conclusion has yet been arrived at.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+G. FUNNELL.--The oldest inhabited building in the territory of the
+United States is an ancient house built of adobes, or sun-dried brick,
+in the city of Santa Fe, New Mexico. Before the annexation of New
+Mexico, St. Augustine, Florida, which was settled in 1565, was the
+oldest town, and contained the most ancient buildings.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Welcome favors are acknowledged from Edward Haines, Lillie Hathaway,
+Arthur G. Wedge, Alice Y., Marion Frisbie, Fannie G., Maggie W. C.,
+H. J. Perkins, Mattie E. Church, Mabel G. Nash, Ernest F. Hill,
+George and Belle Hume, J. Edwards H., Louie D. M., Eddy Lock, Belle
+Mandeville, Lizzie F., Ethel M. R., Frank Griffin.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Correct answers to puzzles received from Kittie A. C., Edith A. M.,
+Lilian Forbes, Lillie McCrea, M. I. Watrous, E. J. Gould, Robie
+Caldwell, Mary Chapel, George, Mary Bemis, Hattie L. S., Stella M.,
+G. K. Richards, Mamie E. F., Frederick C., Edith E. Jones, Frank
+Coggswell, Kitty E., Lulu Craft, P. S. S., Alma Hoffmann, G. W. R.,
+Herbert R. H., G. S. S., Theodore E., J. S., A. H. Patterson.
+
+We acknowledge only those answers to puzzles which are mailed previous
+to date of publication of solution.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+PUZZLES FROM YOUNG CONTRIBUTORS.
+
+No. 1.
+
+NUMERICAL CHARADE.
+
+  My 9, 14, 5, 3, 13, 8 is a division of land.
+  My 10, 2, 12, 7, 14 is a game.
+  My 1, 3, 11, 6 is something good to eat.
+  My 7, 9, 4 is a form of address.
+  My whole is the name of a distinguished author.
+
+  MAMIE M.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+No. 2.
+
+WORD SQUARE.
+
+First. A Salutation.--Second. A Girl's Name.--Third. Taverns.--Fourth.
+Latest.
+
+  E. S. C. M.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+No. 3.
+
+ENIGMA.
+
+  My first is in break, but not in tear.
+  My second is in rabbit, also in hare.
+  My third is in pay, but not in trust.
+  My fourth is in earth, but not in dust.
+  My fifth is in spring, but not in fall.
+  My sixth is in great, but not in small.
+  My whole is a poet of world-wide fame.
+  Now see if you can guess his name.
+
+  LETTIE.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+No. 4.
+
+NUMERICAL CHARADE.
+
+  I am composed of 9 letters.
+  My 5, 4, 8 is to hit gently.
+  My 3, 6, 1 is to snatch.
+  My 7, 2, 9 is an animal.
+  My whole is the name of a great general.
+
+  ERNEST B. COOPER.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+No. 5.
+
+DOUBLE ACROSTIC.
+
+A sounding vessel of metal. A river in Spain. To come back. A metal. A
+color. A woman devoted to a religions life.
+
+Answer--two cities of Europe.
+
+  E. ALLEN CUSHING (12 years).
+
+
+
+
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+
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+
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+
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+
+The Swiss Family Robinson.
+
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+     Four Sons on a Desert Island. Illustrated. 2 vols., 18mo, Cloth,
+     $1.50.
+
+     The Swiss Family Robinson--Continued: being a Sequel to the
+     Foregoing. 2 vols., 18mo, Cloth, $1.50.
+
+Sandford and Merton.
+
+     The History of Sandford and Merton. By THOMAS DAY. 18mo, Half
+     Bound, 75 cents.
+
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+
+Published by HARPER & BROTHERS, New York.
+
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+receipt of the price._
+
+
+
+
+BOOKS FOR YOUNG MEN.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Character.
+
+     Character. By SAMUEL SMILES. 12mo, Cloth, $1.00.
+
+It is, in design and execution, more like his "Self-Help" than any
+of his other works. Mr. Smiles always writes pleasantly, but he writes
+best when he is telling anecdotes, and using them to enforce a moral
+that he is too wise to preach about, although he is not afraid to
+state it plainly. By means of it "Self-Help" at once became a standard
+book, and "Character" is, in its way, quite as good as "Self-Help."
+It is a wonderful storehouse of anecdotes and biographical
+illustrations.--_Examiner_, London.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Self-Help.
+
+     Self-Help; with Illustrations of Character, Conduct, and
+     Perseverance. By SAMUEL SMILES. New Edition, Revised and Enlarged.
+     12mo, Cloth, $1.00.
+
+The writings of Samuel Smiles are a valuable aid in the education of
+boys. His style seems to have been constructed entirely for their
+tastes; his topics are admirably selected, and his mode of communicating
+excellent lessons of enterprise, truth, and self-reliance might be
+called insidious and ensnaring if these words did not convey an idea
+which is only applicable to lessons of an opposite character and
+tendency taught in the same attractive style. The popularity of this
+book, "Self-Help," abroad has made it a powerful instrument of good, and
+many an English boy has risen from its perusal determined that his life
+will be moulded after that of some of those set before him in this
+volume. It was written for the youth of another country, but its wealth
+of instruction has been recognized by its translation into more than one
+European language, and it is not too much to predict for it a popularity
+among American boys.--_N. Y. World._
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Thrift.
+
+     Thrift. By SAMUEL SMILES. 12mo, Cloth, $1.00.
+
+The mechanic, farmer, apprentice, clerk, merchant, and a large circle of
+readers outside of these classes will find in the volume a wide range of
+counsel and advice, presented in perspicuous language, and marked
+throughout by vigorous good sense; and who, while deriving from it
+useful lessons for the guidance of their personal affairs, will also be
+imbibing valuable instruction in an important branch of political
+economy. We wish it could be placed in the hands of all our
+youth--especially those who expect to be merchants, artisans, or
+farmers.--_Christian Intelligencer_, N. Y.
+
+In this useful and sensible work, which should be in the hands of all
+classes of readers, especially of those whose means are slender, the
+author does for private economy what Smith and Ricardo and Bastiat have
+done for national economy. * * * The one step which separates
+civilization from savagery--which renders civilization possible--is
+labor done in excess of immediate necessity. * * * To inculcate this
+most necessary and most homely of all virtues, we have met with no
+better teacher than this book.--_N. Y. World._
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Published by HARPER & BROTHERS, New York.
+
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+MRS. MORTIMER'S
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+BOOKS FOR THE NURSERY.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Lines Left Out.
+
+     Lines Left Out; or, Some of the Histories Left Out in "Line upon
+     Line." The First Part relates Events in the Times of the Patriarchs
+     and the Judges. Illustrated. By Mrs. ELIZABETH MORTIMER. 16mo,
+     Cloth, 75 cents.
+
+The volume is an attractive juvenile book, handsomely brought out,
+rendering Scripture incidents into pleasant paraphrases.--_Northwestern
+Christian Advocate_, Chicago.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+More about Jesus.
+
+     More about Jesus. Illustrations and a Map. By Mrs. ELIZABETH
+     MORTIMER. 16mo, Cloth, 75 cents.
+
+It consists of a series of stories, embracing the whole of the events in
+the life of our Blessed Lord, told in a plain, simple style, suited to
+the capacities of children of seven or eight years of age. But better
+still, all good children's books are good for adults; and this will be
+found equally useful to put into the hands of very ignorant grown-up
+people, who may from this learn the story of man's redemption in an
+intelligent manner. Many of the lessons are illustrated with pictures of
+the places mentioned.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Streaks of Light.
+
+     Streaks of Light; or, Fifty-two Facts from the Bible for Fifty-two
+     Sundays of the Year. Illustrated. By Mrs. ELIZABETH MORTIMER. 16mo,
+     Cloth, 75 cents.
+
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+Collegians, and has been made to subserve the highest of all
+purposes--the preaching of the Gospel. To that purpose it is adapted
+when the hearers are untaught, untrained, and unreflecting. Each lesson
+can be understood by those who have no previous knowledge, and each is
+calculated to be the first address to one who has never before heard of
+God or his Christ."
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Reading without Tears.
+
+     Reading without Tears; or, A Pleasant Mode of Learning to Read.
+     Illustrated. Small 4to, Cloth. By Mrs. ELIZABETH MORTIMER. Two
+     Parts. Part I., 49 cents; Part II., 62 cents; complete in One
+     Volume, $1.03.
+
+An easy, simple, and pleasant book for the tiny scholars of the
+nursery-room. It contains a picture for every word of spelling capable
+of pictorial explanation. The reading-lessons have been carefully
+selected, being composed of the preceding spelling-lessons, by which
+means, together with the picture meanings, the words are easily
+impressed on the memory of a very young child.--_Athenĉum_, London.
+
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+
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+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+TOO FAT AND TOO THIN.
+
+
+  A fat cat sat
+  On the parlor mat,
+  When through the room came whirring,
+  Right up to where the cat was purring,
+  A strange and ill-conditioned rat,
+  As though to tempt the pussy fat.
+  But, "No," said Puss, "this is too thin;
+  Such shams may take Skye-terriers in.
+  _I've_ had too many first-class meals
+  To try to eat a rat on wheels."
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+=The Ribbon Dance.=--Children's balls are now in great vogue in France.
+The latest novelty for them is the ribbon dance. Eight ribbons of
+different colors are attached to a ring in the ceiling. Four girls and
+four boys hold the ends of the ribbons. The orchestra strikes up, and
+the eight children dance a measure which enables them to plait the
+ribbons. The orchestra then starts another measure, the children another
+step, and the plait is unplaited. Each of the dancers may be dressed
+according to the color of the ribbon that he or she holds, and the
+mingling of the colors will be all the more brilliant. The idea might
+easily be taken for a cotillion figure.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+A CAUSE FOR WORRIMENT.
+
+ADA,(_on the morning of her birthday party, looking at the clock and
+feeling her pulse_). "Oh dear! I wonder if I will be well enough for the
+party to-night?"
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+  Search, if you like, the wide world over,
+    Barnum's the very best fellow that's known;
+  Now that we young ones are left here in clover,
+    Here's for a jolly good show of our own.
+
+
+
+
+BROKEN RHYMES.
+
+
+[Behead the word that completes the first line, and you have the word
+necessary to complete the second. This in turn beheaded gives the word
+that will complete the third line.]
+
+  "Beware the ice!" I heard him ____,
+  "Which is not safe unless 'tis ____:
+  Take my advice, for I am ____,
+    And do not venture here."
+  "But, oh! we want so much to ____.
+  He's like the dog," said saucy ____,
+  "Who could not eat what others ____,
+    Yet barked when they came near."
+
+  "But do not go so near the ____;
+  'Tis safer far within the ____;
+  The water here's as dark as ____:
+    To go would be a sin."
+  They heeded not, and in a ____,
+  Like little birds that feed on ____,
+  The merry girls flew o'er the ____;
+    And now, alas! they're in.
+
+  But when he heard the dreadful ____,
+  And saw the drowning maidens ____,
+  He hurried with his stick of ____
+    Along the slippery ground.
+  And others came, and with a ____
+  They crept around the dangerous ____,
+  And lifted dripping o'er the ____
+    The maids so nearly drowned.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+SHADOWS OF GREAT MEN.
+
+
+Who can turn this old woman into the Duke of Wellington, and the
+rough-looking man with a broken nose into Napoleon III.? You will not
+need any fairy wand nor magic sentence to do it; just trace the heads
+upon a piece of thick paper, and cut them out carefully with a pair of
+sharp scissors; then place them so that their shadows may fall clearly
+upon a sheet of paper, and the change is complete. You can make many
+different surprises of the same kind by drawing other heads yourselves.
+
+
+
+
+
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