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diff --git a/.gitattributes b/.gitattributes new file mode 100644 index 0000000..6833f05 --- /dev/null +++ b/.gitattributes @@ -0,0 +1,3 @@ +* text=auto +*.txt text +*.md text diff --git a/28404-8.txt b/28404-8.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..a4eaac1 --- /dev/null +++ b/28404-8.txt @@ -0,0 +1,2540 @@ +Project Gutenberg's Harper's Young People, March 9, 1880, by Various + +This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with +almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: Harper's Young People, March 9, 1880 + An Illustrated Weekly + +Author: Various + +Release Date: March 25, 2009 [EBook #28404] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, MAR 9, 1880 *** + + + + +Produced by Annie McGuire + + + + + + + + +[Illustration: HARPER'S + +YOUNG PEOPLE + +AN ILLUSTRATED WEEKLY.] + + + * * * * * + +VOL. I.--NO. 19. PUBLISHED BY HARPER & BROTHERS, NEW YORK. PRICE FOUR +CENTS. + +Tuesday, March 9, 1880. Copyright, 1880, by HARPER & BROTHERS. $1.50 per +Year, in Advance. + + * * * * * + + + + +[Illustration] + +ACROSS THE OCEAN; OR, A BOY'S FIRST VOYAGE. + +A True Story. + +BY + +J. O. DAVIDSON. + + +CHAPTER I. + +THE FIRST NIGHT AT SEA. + + P.M. steam-ship _Arizona_ sails this day at 4.30 P.M. for China + and the East, _viâ_ Suez Canal. Freight received until 4 P.M. Hands + wanted. + +"I guess that's what I want," muttered a boy, who was comparing the +printed slip in his hand with the above notice, conspicuously displayed +from the yard of a huge ocean steamer alongside one of the North River +piers at New York. + +Not a very heroic figure, certainly, this young volunteer in the battle +of life: tired, seemingly, by the way in which he dragged his feet; +cold, evidently, for he shivered every now and then, well wrapped up as +he was; hungry, probably, for he had looked very wistfully around him as +he passed through the busy, well-lighted market, where many a merry +group were laughing and joking over their purchase of the morrow's +Christmas dinner. But with all this, there was something in his firm +mouth and clear bright eye which showed that, as the Western farmer +said, on seeing Washington's portrait, "You wouldn't git that man to +leave 'fore he's ready." + +Picking up the bag and bundle which he had laid down for a moment, our +hero entered the wharf house. + +"Clear the way there!" + +"Look out ahead!" + +"Stand o' one side, will yer?" + +"Now, sir, hurry up--boat's jist a-goin!" + +"Arrah, now, kape yer umbrelly out o' me ribs, can't ye? Sure I'm not +fat enough for the spit _yet_!' + +"Hallo, bub! it's death by the law to walk into the river without a +license. Guess you want to keep farther off the edge o' the pier." + +The boy's head seemed to reel with his sudden plunge into all this +bustle and uproar, to which even that of the crowded streets outside was +as nothing. Men were rushing hither and thither, as if their lives +depended on it, with tools, coils of rope, bundles of clothing, and +trucks of belated freight. Dockmen, sailors, stevedores, porters, +hackmen, outward-bound passengers, and visitors coming ashore again +after taking leave of their friends, jostled each other; and all this, +seen under the fitful lamp-light, with the great black waste of the +shadowy river behind it, seemed like the whirl of a troubled dream. + +And the farther he went, the more did the confusion increase. Here stood +a portly gray-beard shouting and storming over the loss of his purse, +which he presently found safe in his inner pocket; there a timid old +lady in spectacles was vainly screaming after a burly porter who was +carrying off her trunk in the wrong direction; an unlucky dog, trodden +on in the press, was yelling; and an enormously fat man, having in his +hurry jammed his carpet-bag between two other men even fatter than +himself, was roaring to them to move aside, while they in their turn +were asking fiercely what he meant by "pushing in where he wasn't +wanted." + +Suddenly the clang of a bell pierced this Babel of mingled noises, while +a hoarse voice shouted, "All aboard that's going! landsmen ashore!" + +The boy sprang forward, flew across the gang-plank just as it began to +move, and leaped on deck with such energy as to run his head full butt +into the chest of a passing sailor, nearly knocking him down. + +"Now, then, where are yer a-shovin' to?" growled the aggrieved tar, in +gruff English accents. "If yer thinks yer 'ead was only made to ram into +other folks' insides, it's my b'lief yer ought to ha' been born a +cannon-ball." + +But the lad had flown past, and darting through a hatchway, reached the +upper deck, where a group of sailors were gathered round a cannon. On +its breech an officer had spread a paper, which a big good-natured +Connaught man was awkwardly endeavoring to sign. After several +floundering attempts with his huge hairy right hand, he suddenly shifted +the pen to his left. + +"Are you left-handed, my man?" asked the officer. + +"Faith, my mother used to say I was whiniver she gev me annything to +do," answered Paddy, with a grin; "but this _is_ my right hand, properly +spaking, ounly it's got on the left side by mistake. 'Twas my ould uncle +Dan (rest his sowl!) taught me that thrick. 'Dinnis, me bhoy,' he'd be +always sayin', 'ye should aiven l'arn to clip yer finger-nails wid the +left hand, _for fear ye'd some day lose the right_.'" + +This "bull" drew a shout of laughter from all who heard it, and the +officer, turning his head to conceal a smile, caught sight of our hero. + +"Hallo! another landsman! Boatswain, hold that gang-plank a moment, or +we'll be taking this youngster to sea with us." + +"That's just what I want," cried the boy, vehemently. "_Will_ you take +me, sir?" + +"Run away from home, of course," muttered the officer. "That's what +comes of reading _Robinson Crusoe_--they all do it. Well, my lad, as I +see it's too late to put you ashore now, what do you want to ship as? +Ever at sea before?" + +"No, sir; but I'll take any place you like to give me." + +"Sign here, then." + +And down went the name of "Frank Austin," under the printed heading of +"Working Passenger." The officer went off with the paper, the sailors +dispersed, and Frank was left alone. + +Gradually the countless lights of New York, Brooklyn, and Jersey City +sank behind, as the vessel neared the great gulf of darkness beyond the +Narrows. Tompkins Light, Fort Lafayette, Sandy Hook, slipped by one by +one. The bar was crossed, the light-ship passed, and now no sound broke +the dreary silence but the rush of the steamer through the dark waters, +with the "Highland Lights" watching her like two steadfast eyes. + +Of what was the lonely boy thinking as he stood there on the threshold +of his first voyage? Did he picture to himself, swimming, through a hail +of Dutch and English cannon-shot with the dispatch that turned the +battle, the round black head of a little cabin-boy who was one day to be +Admiral Sir Cloudesley Shovel? Did he see a vast dreary ice-field +outspread beneath the cold blue arctic sky, and midway across it the +huge ungainly figure of a polar bear, held at bay with the butt of an +empty musket by a young middy whose name was Horatio Nelson? Was it the +low sandy shores of Egypt that he saw, reddened by the flames of a huge +three-decker, aboard of which the boy Casabianca + + "stood on the burning deck, + Whence all but him had fled"? + +Or were his visions of an English "reefer" being thrashed on his own +ship by a young American prisoner, who was thereafter to write his name +in history as "Salamander" Farragut? Far from it. Frank's thoughts were +busy with the home he had left; and amid the cold and darkness, its cozy +fireside and bright circle of happy faces rose before him more +distinctly than ever. + +"Wonder if they've missed me yet? The boys'll be going out to the +coasting hill presently to shout for me: and sister Kate (dear little +pet!), she'll be wondering why brother Frankie don't come back to finish +her sled as he promised. And what distress they'll all be in till they +get my first letter! and--" + +"Hallo, youngster! skulking already! Come out o' that, and go for'ard, +where you belong." + +"I didn't mean to skulk, sir," said Frank, startled from his day-dream +by this rough salutation. + +"What? answering back, are ye? None o' yer slack. Go for'ard and get to +work--smart, now!" + +Frank obeyed, wondering whether this could really be the pleasant +officer of a few hours before. Down in the dark depths below him figures +were flitting about under the dim lamp-light, sorting cargo and "setting +things straight," as well as the rolling of the ship would let them; and +our hero, wishing to be of some use, volunteered to help a grimy fireman +in rolling up a hose-pipe. + +But he soon repented his zeal. The hard casing bruised his unaccustomed +hands terribly, and it really seemed as if the work would never end. It +ended, however, too soon for him; for the pipe suddenly parted at the +joint, and splash came a jet of ice-cold water in poor Frank's face, +drenching him from head to foot, and nearly knocking the breath out of +his body. + +"Why didn't you let go, then?" growled the ungrateful fireman, coolly +disappearing through a dark doorway, hose and all, while Frank, wet and +shivering, crawled away to the engine-room. Its warmth and brightness +tempted him to enter and sit down in a corner; but he was hardly settled +there when a man in a glazed cap roughly ordered him out again. + +Off went the unlucky boy once more, with certain thoughts of his own as +to the "pleasures" of a sea life, which made Gulliver and Sindbad the +Sailor appear not quite so reliable as before. He dived into the +"tween-decks" and sank down on a coil of rope, fairly tired out. But in +another moment he was stirred up again by a hearty shake, and the gleam +of a lantern in his eyes, while a hoarse though not unkindly voice said, +"Come, lad, you're only in the way here; go below and turn in." + +Frank could not help thinking that it was time to turn in, after being +so often turned out. Down he went, and found himself in a close, +ill-lighted, stifling place (where hardly anything could be seen, and a +great deal too much smelled) lined with what seemed like monster chests +of drawers, with a man in each drawer, while others were swinging in +their hammocks. He crept into one of the bare wooden bunks, drew the +musty blanket over him, and, taking his bundle for a pillow, was asleep +in a moment, despite the loud snoring of some of his companions, and the +half-tipsy shouting and quarrelling of the rest. + +[TO BE CONTINUED.] + + + + +A FAIRY FLIGHT. + +BY ROSE TERRY COOKE. + + + A fairy lived in a lily bell-- + Ring, sing, columbine! + In frosts she stole a wood-snail's shell, + Till soft the sun should shine; + And spring-time comes again, my dear, + And spring-time comes again, + With rattling showers, and wakened flowers, + And bristling blades of grain. + + And, oh! the lily bell was sweet-- + Ring, swing, columbine! + But the snail shell pinched her little feet, + And suns were slow to shine. + It's long till spring-time comes, my dear, + Till spring-time comes again: + The year delays its smiling days, + And snow-drifts heap the plain. + + The fairy caught a butterfly-- + Swing, cling, columbine! + The last that dared to float and fly + When pale the sun did shine; + For spring is slow to come, my dear, + Is slow to come again, + And far away doth summer play, + Beyond the roaring main. + + She mounted on her painted steed-- + Ring, cling, columbine! + And well he served that fairy's need, + And hot the sun did shine. + The spring she followed fast, my dear, + She followed it amain; + Where blossoms throng the whole year long + She found the spring again. + + Oh, fairy sweet! come back once more-- + Ring, swing, columbine! + When grass is green on hill and shore, + And summer sunbeams shine. + What if the spring is late, my dear, + And comes with dropping rain? + When roses blow and rivers flow, + Come back to us again. + + + + +ANIMALS THAT LOVE MUSIC. + + +Music affects animals differently. Some rejoice, and are evidently happy +when listening to it, while others show unmistakable dislike to the +sound. + +For some years my father lived in an old Hall in the neighborhood of one +of our large towns, and there I saw the influence of music upon many +animals. There was a beautiful horse, the pride and delight of us all, +and like many others, he disliked being caught. One very hot summer day +I was sitting at work in the garden, when old Willy the gardener +appeared, streaming with perspiration. + +"What is the matter, Willy?" + +"Matter enough, miss. There's that Robert, the uncanny beast; he won't +be caught, all I can do or say. I've give him corn, and one of the best +pears off the tree; but he's too deep for me--he snatched the pear, +kicked up his heels, and off he is, laughing at me, at the bottom of the +meadow." + +"Well, Willy, what can I do? He won't let me catch him, you know." + +"Ay, but, miss, if you will only just go in and begin a toon on the +peanner, cook says he will come up to the fence and hearken to you, for +he is always a-doing that; and maybe I can slip behind and cotch him." + +I went in at once, not expecting my stratagem to succeed. But in a few +minutes the saucy creature was standing quietly listening while I played +"Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled." The halter was soon round his neck, +and he went away to be harnessed, quite happy and contented. + +There was a great peculiarity about his taste for music. He never would +stay to listen to a plaintive song. I soon observed this. If I played +"Scots, wha hae," he would listen, well pleased. If I changed the +measure and expression, playing the same air plaintively, he would toss +his head and walk away, as if to say, "That is not my sort of music." +Changing to something martial, he would return and listen to me. + +In this respect he entirely differed from a beautiful cow we had. She +had an awful temper. She never would go with the other cows at +milking-time. She liked the cook, and, when not too busy, cook would +manage Miss Nancy. When the cook milked her, it was always close to the +fence, near the drawing-room. If I were playing, she would stand +perfectly still, yielding her milk without any trouble, and would remain +until I ceased. As long as I played plaintive music--the "Land o' the +Leal," "Home, Sweet Home," "Robin Adair," any sweet, tender air--she +seemed entranced. I have tried her, and changed to martial music, +whereupon she invariably walked away. + + + + +HOW MANY WORLDS? + + +"Professor," asked May, "are there more worlds with people on them like +this one of ours?" + +"That is a hard question," said he. "For many ages it was believed that +there could be _only one_. More recently, when astronomers learned by +the aid of their telescopes the countless number of the heavenly bodies, +it began to be doubted whether such an immense creation could be +destitute of intelligent creatures like man; and it was argued that most +likely the Almighty had supplied the heavenly bodies with inhabitants, +but had for some good reason thought best not to reveal the fact to us, +perhaps because our attention might be too much drawn away from the +truths that He wished us particularly to remember. At last, however, men +of science, continuing their researches, seem to be settling back in the +first opinion." + +"Why is that?" asked Joe. + +"Because they find reasons for thinking that our earth has had human +beings on it only a very little while in comparison with its own +existence. And if this world was millions of years without man, then, of +course, any or all the heavenly bodies may still be without any such +creature on them." + +"Is there no better reason than that?" asked Joe. + +"Yes, there is considerable evidence that the bodies nearest to us can +not be inhabited by any creatures at all like man. On the moon, for +instance, there is no air to breathe and no water to drink. And without +air and water there can be no grass, trees, or plants of any kind, and +no food for any animal. And besides starving, all creatures that we know +of would immediately freeze to death; for the moon is excessively cold. +The nights are about thirty times as long as ours, and allow each +portion of its surface to get so cold that nothing could live." + +"How did the moon get so cold?" asked Joe. "What became of the heat?" + +"It went off into the surrounding space, which is all very cold. Empty +space does not get warmed by the sun, whose heat seems chiefly to lodge +in solid bodies and dense fluids." + +"But some of the planets are larger than the moon, are they not?" asked +Joe. + +[Illustration] + +"Yes, Jupiter, for instance, is very much larger than the moon and the +earth; and Professor Proctor tells us it will take Jupiter millions of +years to become as cool as the earth, while the moon was as cool as the +earth millions of years ago. Here is a picture of the planet; but its +surface is changing so constantly, that it seldom appears the same on +two nights in succession. Jupiter at present is wrapped in enormous +volumes of thin cloud that rises up from a melted and boiling mass in +the centre. Professor Newcomb supposes that there is only a +comparatively small core of liquid, the greater part of the planet being +made up of seething vapor. So you see it would be about as difficult to +live on Jupiter as in a steam-boiler, or a caldron of molten lead. Since +last summer a great red spot has been noticed on the surface of the +planet, which has attracted much attention. Some think it is an immense +opening, large enough for our earth to be dropped through." + +"Are the other planets such dreadful places?" asked May. + +"Saturn seems to be in about the same condition as Jupiter. Mars is +thought to be solid, and to have land, water, and air. It has also two +brilliant white spots on opposite sides, which are supposed to be vast +fields of ice and snow. But the water seems to be disappearing; and the +time when the planet could be inhabited is thought to be long gone by." + +"Where does the water go?" asked Joe. + +"Probably it sinks into the cracks or fissures which form in the crust +of the planet when it begins to shrivel up with the cold." + +"Then it must be like a great frozen grave-yard," said May. "But is +there no other planet that is pleasanter to think about?" + +"The one that seems on the whole to be most like our own is Venus, and +so Professor Proctor calls it our sister planet. It is so close to the +sun that it is hidden most of the time, being only seen for a while +before sunrise, and at other times a while after sunset. In the one case +it is called the morning, and in the other the evening star. Also there +is Mercury, still nearer the sun, and hidden almost all the time." + +"Then," said May, "there seems to be no way of knowing anything about +there being people like us in other worlds; and the more we look into +it, the more uncertain we become." + +"That is about the way the case stands," said the Professor. "But if +science continues to make as rapid progress as it has lately done, we +may hope that it will yet throw more light on the question." + +"How many planets are there?" asked Joe. + +"Until quite recent times there were supposed to be only the five we +have mentioned. Since the beginning of the present century about two +hundred little planets, called asteroids, have been discovered between +the orbits, or paths, of Mars and Jupiter. Then there are Uranus and +Neptune, very far off from the sun and from us, so much so that the +latter was mistaken for a fixed star." + +"Professor," said May, "you mentioned the moon as being near to us. Can +you explain to us how its distance is measured, so that we can +understand it?" + +"And then, Professor," said Jack, "I would like to know what _parallax_ +means." + +"There," said Gus, "is another big word of Jack's--pallylacks, +knickknacks, gimcracks, slapjacks!" + +"Hush, you goose." + +[Illustration] + +"I think," said the Professor, "I can answer May's and Jack's questions +both at once, as they are very closely connected. Suppose that at night, +when you look down the street, you see two gas lamps, one much farther +off than the other. Then if you go across the street, the nearer lamp +will seem to move in the opposite way from what you did. Thus, in the +diagram, when you are at A, the nearer lamp is on the right of the +other, and when you go over to B and look at it, it is on the left. This +change in direction is called _parallax_. Now we can imagine the nearer +one of the lights to be the moon, and that an observatory, or tower with +a telescope in it, is located at A, from which the direction of the moon +is carefully noted at six o'clock in the morning. Then by six in the +evening the earth, spinning round on its axis, will have carried the +observatory about 8000 miles away from A, and placed it at, say, B. If +the moon's direction be again noted, it is very easy to calculate her +distance by a branch of mathematics called trigonometry, which Jack, I +have no doubt, has already studied." + + + + +[Illustration: THAT NAUGHTY, NAUGHTY BOY. + +"Gimee more pie-ee!"] + + + + +A FOUR-FOOTED MESSENGER + + +Just after the raising of the siege of Fort Stanwix, in the Mohawk +Valley, the neighborhood continued to be infested with prowling bands of +Indians. + +Captain Gregg and a companion were out shooting one day, and were just +preparing to return to the fort, when two shots were fired in quick +succession, and Gregg saw his comrade fall, while he himself felt a +wound in his side which so weakened him that he speedily fell. + +Two Indians at the same time sprang out of the bushes, and rushed toward +him. Gregg saw that his only hope was to feign death, and succeeded in +lying perfectly still while the Indians tore off his scalp. + +As soon as they had gone, he endeavored to reach his companion, but had +no sooner got to his feet than he fell again. A second effort succeeded +no better, but the third time he managed to reach the spot where his +comrade lay, only to find him lifeless. He rested his head upon the +bloody body, and the position afforded him some relief. + +But the comfort of this position was destroyed by a small dog, which had +accompanied him on his expedition, manifesting his sympathy by whining, +yelping, and leaping around his master. He endeavored to force him away, +but his efforts were in vain until he exclaimed, "If you wish so much to +help me, go and call some one to my relief." + +To his surprise, the animal immediately bounded off at his utmost speed. + +He made his way to where three men were fishing, a mile from the scene +of the tragedy, and as he came up to them began to whine and cry, and +endeavored, by bounding into the woods and returning again and again, to +induce them to follow him. + +These actions of the dog convinced the men that there was some unusual +cause, and they resolved to follow him. + +They proceeded for some distance, but finding nothing, and darkness +setting in, they became alarmed, and started to return. The dog now +became almost frantic, and catching hold of their coats with his teeth, +strove to force them to follow him. + +The men were astonished at this pertinacity, and finally concluded to go +with him a little further, and presently came to where Gregg was lying, +still alive. They buried his companion, and carried the captain to the +fort. Strange as it may seem, the wounds of Gregg, severe as they were, +healed in time, and he recovered his perfect health. + + + + +[Illustration: SHINNY ON THE ICE.] + + + + +WILL'S BELGIAN NIGHT. + +BY MATTHEW WHITE, JUN. + + +"Just like so many sheep!" + +This was Will Brooks's exclamation, as he waited, with his elder brother +Charlie, at the Northern Railroad station, in Paris. And truth to tell, +the passengers were driven about and distributed somewhat after the +manner of flocks, for, having purchased their tickets, they were obliged +to pass along a corridor, opening into which were medium-sized +waiting-rooms, separated from one another only by low partitions, and +labelled, so to speak, as first, second, and third class. Here they were +compelled to wait until five or ten minutes before the train was to +leave, during which interval everybody endeavored to obtain the place +nearest the door, so as to be sure of a choice of seats in the cars. +Will and his brother had succeeded in getting pretty near the knob, +where they were nearly suffocated with bad air, and much bruised by the +satchels and umbrellas of their fellow-travellers. + +"Now, Will, be ready," said Charlie, as a man was seen to approach with +a key in his hand. + +"All right; America to the front!" returned his patriotic brother; and +at the same moment the doors were flung open, and in his nasal French +tones the guard sang out, "Pour Liege, Aix-la-Chapelle, et Cologne!" + +With a rush as of the sudden breaking away of a long pent-up mountain +stream, the crowds surged forth from their "pens," and ran frantically +up and down the long platform in search of the carriages for which they +were respectively booked. The first-class compartment which Will and his +brother had selected was speedily occupied by the six others required to +fill it, their companions consisting of a gentleman and his wife, an old +lady and a little boy, and two young men, evidently all French. +Everybody had got nicely settled, the luggage was arranged in the racks +overhead, and the train was just about to start, when a lady mounted to +the doorway, with a little girl in one hand, and a bag, basket, and +umbrella in the other. With a great volume of French she endeavored to +thrust the child into the compartment, but was forced to desist from the +attempt in deference to the remonstrances of the majority of those who +already occupied it. + +"C'est complet! c'est complet!" was the cry, and in the midst of the +confusion the guard approached to close the doors preparatory to +starting. To him the distressed lady appealed in behalf of her +offspring, for whom, she declared, there was no room in any of the +carriages, and further stated that she herself was obliged to remain +with her youngest, who was at present in charge of her next to the +youngest in another car. The guard was finally obliged to settle matters +by delaying the train, and adding thereto another carriage. + +The conversation incidental to the foregoing episode had been +interpreted to Will by his brother, whose French had been polished up +considerably during his three weeks' stay in Paris. He and Will were +over for an autumn tour in Europe, and having "done" the British Isles +and the capital of France, they were now on their way to Germany. + +Will had enjoyed his trip thus far immensely, even though he knew no +modern language but his American English, and he now looked forward to +seeing the wonders of the father-land with all the bright anticipations +of fourteen. + +"What's that for, I wonder?" he suddenly exclaimed, catching sight of a +small triangular piece of looking-glass set in the upholstery at the +back of the front seat of the compartment. "Read what it says +underneath, Charlie;" which the latter accordingly did, reporting that +it was a device for calling the guard in cases of emergency, the way of +doing so being to break the glass and pull a cord which would be +discovered in the recess thus exposed, which cord communicated with the +engine. But if the glass be broken, the notice went on to state, without +sufficient cause, a heavy fine would be imposed on the offender. + +"But suppose I couldn't read French, as indeed I can't," surmised Will, +"and were in here alone--that is, alone in company with a crazy man who +was about to murder me--how could I ever imagine that by smashing that +bit of glass I might stop the train, and so be rescued? Besides--" + +"Nonsense!" interrupted his brother. "Don't you see the directions are +repeated both in English and German underneath?" and Will looked and +saw, and immediately turned his attention out of the window, leaving +Charlie to peruse his French newspaper in peace. + +There was, however, not much of interest to observe in the somewhat +barren-looking country through which the railroad ran; and voting France +(Paris excepted) a very slow place indeed, Will buried himself for the +rest of the afternoon in a boy's book of travels. Nevertheless, the +journey proved a very tedious one, and after stopping for dinner at six, +the two brothers endeavored to bridge over the remaining hours with +sleep. + +"Verviers!" shouted out by the guard, was the sound that caused them +both to awake with a start. The train had stopped, and all the +passengers were preparing to "descend," as the French have it. + +"Now, Will," said Charlie, sleepily, trying to read his guide-book by +the light of the flickering lamp in the roof of the compartment, "this +is the Belgian custom-house; but all trunks registered through to +Cologne, as ours is, they allow to pass unopened; but it seems that +everybody is required to get out and offer their satchels to the +officers for examination; but, as we've only one between us, there's no +use in our both rousing up, so you just take this, and follow the +crowd." + +"All right," responded Will, now thoroughly wide-awake; "then I can say +I've been in Belgium;" and snatching the small hand-bag from the rack, +he hurried off, leaving his brother to continue his nap. + +"Wonder which room it is?" surmised Will, for the platform was deserted, +and there were four waiting-apartments opening out on it. It did not +take him long, however, to discover the proper one for him to enter, and +he was soon among the jostling crowd that surrounded the low counter, +behind which were the customs officials, who sometimes opened a bag and +glanced over the contents, and then hastily marked on it with a piece of +chalk, but oftener simply chalked it without examining anything +whatever, which latter harmless operation was all to which Will's +effects were subjected. + +Rejoiced at getting through so easily, he turned to hasten out to the +cars again, but the door by which he had entered was now closed, and +guarded by a gendarme. From the gestures the latter made when he +attempted to pass him, Will understood that he was to go out by another +exit into an adjoining waiting-room, where he found most of the other +passengers assembled in the true flock-of-sheep style; but while he was +wondering where he might be driven to next, he saw through the window +the train, containing his brother, his ticket, and his power of speech, +whirl suddenly away into the darkness, and disappear. + +"Hallo here! let me out!" cried Will, rushing up to the officer +stationed at the door. "I'm going to Cologne on those cars, don't you +understand?" + +But the man evidently did not understand, for he shook his head in a +most stupid fashion, at the same time feeling for his sword, as though +afraid "le jeune Américain" were going to brush past him with the energy +characteristic of the nation. + +Seeing that it was now too late for him to catch the already vanished +train, even if he should succeed in gaining the tracks, Will gave up the +attempt, and resigned himself to his fate. + +"But why are not the other passengers in as great a state of anxiety as +I am?" he thought, as he looked around at his sleepy fellow-travellers, +who had disposed themselves about the room in various attitudes of +weariness and patience. "Perhaps, though, they're not going to Cologne; +very likely they're all bound for some place in Belgium here, on another +road. And now what's to become of me, a green American, with no French +at my tongue's end but 'oui' and 'parlez-vous,' not a sign of a ticket, +and with but six francs in my purse? Oh, Charlie, why did you send me +out with this bag?" and Will paced nervously up and down the +waiting-room, trying to think of a way out of his predicament. Suddenly +a happy idea struck him. + +"I'll go out by the door that opens into the town, and walk along till I +come to the end of the station building, and then perhaps I can make my +way around to the inside, and so see if the train really has gone off +for good. Very likely it was only switched off, and will soon back down +again." + +Putting this plan into execution, Will was soon out in the streets of +the queer Belgian city, wandering along in the darkness, striving to +find the end of the dépôt, and then of a high board fence, which latter +seemed to be interminable. At length, however, he reached an open space, +and was about to leap across a telegraphic arrangement that ran beside +the tracks, when one of the inevitable gens-d'armes sprang up from +somewhere behind, and gave Will to understand that he was not allowed to +put himself in the way of being killed by an engine. + +Poor boy, he was now completely bewildered, and wished with all his +might that he had studied French instead of Latin. As it was, he +screamed out, "Cologne! Cologne!" with an energy born of desperation, +and the officer, faintly comprehending his meaning, at last muttered a +quick reply in his unknown tongue, and hurried Will off back to the +dépôt with an alacrity that caused our young American to have some fears +he might be taking him to quite another sort of station-house. But, +notwithstanding their haste, when they entered the waiting-room it was +empty, and the flashing of a red lamp on the rear car of a departing +train told whither its former occupants had gone. + +And now Will understood it all. The passengers had been locked up while +some switching was done, simply to prevent them from becoming confused. + +"What a blockhead I was!" he thought, quite angry with himself. "If I'd +just staid quietly where I was put, and not gone racing off, with the +idea that I knew more about their railroads than the Belgians +themselves, I'd never have gotten myself into such a scrape. And now +what am I to do? I suppose Charlie's still fast asleep in the cars, +being carried further and further away from me; and here am I, left at +nine o'clock at night in an entirely foreign country, without a ticket, +and, for the matter of that, without a tongue in my head. Why didn't +some of the other passengers explain matters to me, and-- But, pshaw! +what good would it have done if they had? I couldn't have understood a +word." + +All this time the gendarme had been talking with the ticket agent, and +pointing to Will as though the latter had been a stray dog not capable +of saying anything in his own behalf. What should he do? where should he +go? and how could he manage to pass away the time that might elapse till +his brother should miss him and return in search of him? And now the +officer came up, and began to question him, speaking very slowly, and in +an extremely loud tone. Notwithstanding, poor Will could only understand +a word here and there, and at length, in despair, he determined to try a +new plan. + +Taking out his purse, he showed the money therein to the gendarme, at +the same time exclaiming, "Hotel! hotel!" and pointing to himself. The +officer evidently comprehended this pantomime, for, with a nod to the +ticket agent, who had all the while been grinning through his little +wicket, he motioned for Will to follow him out into the street. + +The Hôtel du Chemin de Fer (Railroad Hotel) was close at hand, and +having in a few rapid sentences explained the situation to the landlord, +the gendarme left Will to his own resources. + +The latter thought for a moment that he had stepped into pandemonium +itself, for opening on the right into the main hall of the hotel was a +large apartment decorated with a sort of stage scenery to represent +trees and lakes, the room itself being filled with little tables, around +which were seated men smoking and drinking beer, while a thin-toned +brass band discoursed popular music from a gallery overhead. + +Will stared at this strange sight with all his eyes, and then suddenly +became conscious at one and the same moment that he was hungry and being +talked at by the proprietor. Encouraged by his former success with +one-word speeches, Will simply said "Coffee," and then sat down at one +of the little tables, where he was speedily served with a generous cup +of the invigorating beverage, together with a plentiful supply of bread +and butter. + +"What a queer adventure!" thought the youth, his spirits much improved +by the warm draughts of coffee, to say nothing of the lights and music. +"But now how shall I ever be able to make the man understand that I want +to stay here all night? Charlie's sure to come back for me in the +morning. Oh, I have it! I'll register my name on a piece of paper, hand +it to the landlord, and exhibit my purse again;" which plan succeeded +admirably, and "William C. Brooks, New York, America," was immediately +shown to a good-sized room on the second floor, where he lost no time in +retiring to rest after his eventful evening. + +His sleep, however, was not undisturbed, for all night long he imagined +himself to be an American locomotive towing an English steamer across +the Atlantic, and crashing into several icebergs on the way. + +The next morning Will opened his eyes in a flood of sunshine, and at +first could not recollect where he was, but the whistling of an engine +near by soon recalled to him his situation, causing him at the same time +to hurry with his dressing, that he might hasten over to the station for +news of his brother. He did not have to go as far as that, however, for +as he was going down stairs he ran against Charlie coming up, and Will +had never been so glad to see anybody or anything since the time when he +used to open his eyes on Christmas mornings to behold the well-filled +stocking hanging from the mantel-piece. + +Over the breakfast, which the brothers ate together in the theatrical +dining-room, the elder explained how he had not missed Will till the +train had left Verviers a good distance behind. "And then when I awoke +from my nap," continued Charlie, "you can imagine the fright I was in +when I found the cars going, and you gone. We had just passed +Aix-la-Chapelle when I made the dreadful discovery, or I might have +driven back here from there with a carriage, for it is only twenty miles +off; but as it was, I could do nothing but fret till we arrived at +Cologne, from which city I at once telegraphed to the station-master +here, and ascertained that you were safe and sound, and fast asleep in +bed." + +"But why didn't they wake me up, and let me know that you knew that--" +broke in Will, but choked the remainder of his speech with a swallow of +coffee and a slice of bread, from a sudden remembrance of the crashing +of icebergs, which might have been knocks on the door he had heard in +his sleep. + +"The whole thing was my fault, though," summed up Charlie, as, having +settled with the smiling landlord, they walked over to the station. "I +should not have let you go off alone in a new country; but then," he +could not help adding, "you should not have left the rest of the flock, +when you were shut up in the pen." + +"I never will again," said Will, as they took their places in the train +for Cologne; "I'll be in future the meekest lamb they ever drove. But +anyway," he continued, as the cars rolled slowly away from the dépôt, "I +can say I have been in Belgium, even though it was only by mistake, and +so have experienced not an Arabian but a Belgian Night." + + + + +HETTY. + +BY MRS. W. J. HAYS. + + +They were all in the sitting-room. Matilda Ann was trimming a bonnet to +wear to the concert which was to take place that very evening in the +Town-hall, and the roses did look so pretty that Hetty wished she was +grown up enough to have some one come for her in a brand-new buggy, and +take her to a concert; but where was the use of wishing? Every one told +her she must not be too childish, and then every one said she mustn't +think herself a young woman, and want long gowns and trains, and big +braids and puffs--that there was "time enough yet." She wondered what +"time enough" meant. It seemed to her as if it must be the time of +freedom, and certainly that was a long way off. + +Jane was sewing strips of woollen cloth together for the big balls that +were to make carpet, and their mother was darning stockings, and they +were all talking about the school-teacher who had lately come to the +little brown house next to the district school. Jane said she was +"hity-tity," mother said she didn't like to see so many furbelows, and +Matilda Ann criticised her manner of wearing her hair; so Hetty ventured +to say, "I don't think it matters much what she wears, or how she looks, +if she can teach the children." + +"Yes," said the mother, "it does matter; for children, need a good +example." + +"Of course she ought to be neat," said Hetty. + +"Yes, and simple, and not be sticking on jewelry every day." + +"For that matter, Aunt Maria says people in the city wear diamonds when +they go to market." + +"That does not make it any more sensible; fools are to be found +everywhere." + +"But, mother, Miss Martin isn't a fool; she is very nice. I think you +would like her." + +"Perhaps so," said the mother, somewhat doubtfully; adding: "She had on +a flounced skirt the last time I saw her. It takes a great deal of time +to do them up nicely. Only rich folk ought to wear them." + +"Suppose some one gave her her fine clothes?" said Hetty. + +"Not very likely; but that would make it a little better." + +Hetty went out to take a swing under the elm-tree, wondering why big +people couldn't find something better to talk about than what other +people wore. Then Jane spoke up: + +"Hetty always hates to hear others spoken of when they can't take their +own part." + +"She's a good little thing, anyhow," said Matilda Ann, who was standing +before the looking-glass, in high good humor, with the new bonnet on, +and turning her head from side to side, so that she could the better +survey the trimmings. + +"Well," said Mrs. Hall, "you've stood there long enough, Matilda Ann. I +never did see such an amazin' amount of vanity as there is nowadays." + +"Oh, mother, I dare say you were just as silly when you were young," +said Jane. + +"No," said the mother, severely, "I never was given to fineries; my +heart was set on higher things." + +"I don't see, then, how father ever got the chance to do any courting." + +"Jane," said Mrs. Hall, "Jedediah Hall would never have married me if I +had been like the girls of the present day, who scorn to churn, and to +wash, and to do housework of any sort. He respected a woman who could +make her family comfortable." + +"But the courting--did he ever talk nonsense, mother?" + +"The courting was over in short meter, I can tell you. Nonsense?--no, +there was no nonsense about him. Well, well, it's a long time ago." And +she arose, and went out into the kitchen. The table was set for tea, and +the biscuits were ready for the oven. She went to the cellar to skim the +cream, and found a large bowl of custard had been left over from the +dinner. There was more than would be eaten on their own table. What +would she do with it? Pretty soon Hetty heard her mother calling her: +"Hetty! Hetty!" + +She ran in quickly from the garden. + +"How would you like to take some of this custard to Miss Martin?" + +"Splendid!" said Hetty. "But, mother," she said, hesitating, "I thought +you didn't like her?" + +"Pshaw, child, I didn't say so. I said I didn't approve of too much +dress. Get your hat and a tin pail. Here;" and she poured out the +custard. "Now go, and mind you come home in time for tea." + +[Illustration: HETTY AND JIM--DRAWN BY T. ROBINSON.] + +It was a level road, and the afternoon a pleasant one late in the fall. +Hetty could not chase the squirrels, for fear of upsetting her pail; +neither could she pick berries, for they were all gone. And so she +trudged on silently, wishing she were as old as Matilda Ann, so that she +might go to the concert. As she passed a lot which was covered with +stubble, a boy appeared, leaning over the fence. He was a big fellow, +and the son of an old neighbor, and Hetty liked him, but there were +people who said he was mischievous, and told tales of him, which perhaps +made him somewhat shy. He nodded pleasantly enough to her, however, and +asked her where she was going. + +"Down to Miss Martin's," was Hetty's reply. + +"I say, Hetty," said Jim, "do you think Miss Martin thought it was me +who tried to frighten her the other night?" + +"No," said Hetty. + +"Well, I was afraid she did. Give a dog a bad name, you know, and he +never gets rid of it." + +"But, Jim, you don't mean to speak of yourself that way?" said Hetty. + +"Yes, I do; people believe anything of me, and I half the time get the +credit of doing things that never came into my head." + +"I only heard a little about Miss Martin's fright; some one chased her, +I believe." + +"Yes, Sam Tompkins made believe he was a tramp, and scared her 'most out +of her wits. He ought to have been shot. I licked him when I heard he +had tried to make out it was me who did it, and I'll lick him again, +too." + +"Oh, don't, Jim; you had better forget all about it." + +"Indeed I won't; I mean to make him repent it. See here, Hetty, I've got +some tickets for the concert. Don't you want to go?" + +"Don't I?" said Hetty; "I guess I do; but I can't, you know." + +"Why not?" + +"Oh, I am not big enough yet," said Hetty, blushing. + +"Now I'll tell you what I'll do. If you will ask Miss Martin to go, I'll +take you both, for, you see, I want to be sure that she doesn't hold any +ill-will against me; and if she goes, all the people hereabouts will +know that I was not the mean sneaking coward who tried to frighten her." + +"All right," said Hetty. "I understand; and I will go on now as fast as +I can, and coax Miss Martin to go." + +"Let me know what she says when you come back, and I'll get the horse +hitched, for father said he'd let me have the wagon." + +"I will," said Hetty, already hastening on her way. + +The teacher was sitting in rather a lonely and dejected mood at her +window as Hetty's bright face appeared before her. She was a young girl, +with soft brown eyes and a patient expression. It was her first +experience at district-school teaching, and she found it laborious. +Hetty soon told her errand, and in her eagerness so mixed up the concert +and the custard and Matilda Ann's new bonnet that Miss Martin was +bewildered, but after a while made out what it all meant. + +"So James Stokes wants me to go to the concert?" + +"Yes, ma'am, and me too." + +"Have you permission?" + +"I'll get it, Miss Martin. I'm sure mother'll say 'yes,' and I sha'n't +tell any one but her. I want to surprise Matilda Ann, and I will get +ready and come here, so that Jim Stokes needn't go to our house." + +"Please thank your mother kindly, Hetty, for the custard; it is so nice. +And tell James I shall be happy to go. I knew he was not the one who +frightened me." + +Away Hetty flew, as fast as possible, to arrange the matter at home. +Mrs. Hall could not say no, and Hetty soon exchanged her every-day +clothes for her best gown and ribbons. + +The Town-hall was crowded, and Hetty heard some one in a pink bonnet +say, "Why, there's our Hetty; how did the child get here?" Then she +turned her smiling face upon Matilda Ann in triumph. + +When the concert was half over, and the singers were taking a rest, a +very grand-looking person came to Miss Martin and said: "How do you do, +my dear Amy? I am so glad to see you! And who is this little friend with +you?" + +Then the teacher spoke very kindly of Hetty as one of her best pupils, +and Jim was also introduced, and the grand-looking lady said some very +pleasant things to them. + +"Who is that?" whispered Hetty. + +"It is my aunt," replied Miss Martin--"the one who gives me so many +pretty things. She would like me to live with her, but I prefer to +maintain myself. I could never dress half so tastefully if she did not +give me such nice clothes." + +"Oh," said Hetty, much pleased to hear this confirmation of her own +charitable supposition. "May I tell mother about it?" she asked. + +"Certainly," said Miss Martin; "I wish you would, for I don't want to be +thought extravagant." + +From that time Miss Martin had no stancher friends than Jim and Hetty; +and when one day Jim's big brother led her up the aisle of the village +church as a bride, there were two young people behind her in white +gloves and ribbons who looked almost as bright and happy as the chief +actors of the day. + + + + +[Illustration: "STRAYS."--FROM A PAINTING BY H. H. CAUTY.] + + + + +A LITTLE GIRL'S IMPRESSIONS OF MADEIRA. + +BY KATIE C. YORKE. + + +It was a beautiful clear day in October when I had my first view of +Madeira. The high blue mountains, the green shores, and the white city +of Funchal gleaming in the distance, looked very lovely to us as we +approached the island. + +About noon we anchored at a little distance from the city, and swarms of +row-boats came around the ship. Some of them were full of half-naked +brown boys, and if we threw a piece of money into the beautiful blue +water, they would dive down and catch it before it reached the bottom. +Some of the other boats were full of men, who came on board, bringing +fans, canary-birds, parrots, feather flowers, basket-work, filigree +jewelry, and many other things to sell. + +We and some of the passengers got into a row-boat, after a good deal of +trouble, because there is always a heavy swell there, so one minute the +boat was very high up, and the next very low down. When we had managed +to get in, we rowed to the city. There were great waves dashing up on +the shore, and four or five bare-legged men rushed into the water, and +drew the boat on land just as a wave came in. + +What was our surprise to see waiting for us, instead of a horse and +carriage, a great sleigh drawn by bullocks. This is called a bullock-car +in English, and a _carro_ in Portuguese. We got into one of them, with a +great deal of laughter, and drove to the hotel. The driver walked by the +side of the _carro_, and threw the end of a greasy rag first under one +runner and then under the other, to make it run more easily. + +When we arrived at the hotel, we found it was a great white building, +with a lovely garden, which contained mango, guava, banana, +custard-apple, and many other trees. Among them was what was called the +moon-tree; it was covered with great white bell-like flowers, and was +very beautiful. There were a great many gorgeous flowers and curious +plants that we do not have in this country. The garden was surrounded by +a wall eight feet high, and there were some fish-geraniums which reached +above the top of it. There was a little arch covered with the +night-blooming cereus, and that evening, when the buds had opened, we +went out to see them in the moonlight. They were beautiful white +blossoms, as large as your head, and had a faint perfume. + +Next day we took a hammock ride about the town and surrounding country. +Each hammock was fitted out with a mattress, pillows, and canopy, and +slung on a long pole carried by two men. We reclined lazily against the +pillows, and enjoyed the ride very much. The men, when they went up +hill, carried us feet downward, but once they forgot, and carried us +feet upward, and as the hill was very steep, we felt as if we were +standing on our heads. + +The houses of Funchal are low; and covered with white stucco, which +looks very neat, but those of the poor have only one window without any +glass, and are very dark and dismal inside. The streets are narrow, and +some of them very steep. We often passed gardens surrounded by high +walls, over which hung lovely flowering vines. Out in the country there +were lantanas, geraniums, and fuchsias which seemed to be growing wild, +and great cactus plants everywhere. + + + + +PENCIL DRAWING.--No. 1. + + +This beautiful and graceful art may be acquired by every girl and boy in +the land who will take the necessary steps. And they are pleasant steps. + +A pretty drawing-book, a nicely cut No. 2 Faber's drawing pencil, a +piece of _black_ India rubber, some pieces of tissue-paper to cover the +drawings, unless the drawing-book is furnished with tissue-paper. These +are the implements required. In this pencil drawing which I now +recommend there are no lines, straight and slanting, repeated to utter +weariness. This is _object_ drawing, and drawing from _nature_ also, and +the _objects_ are inexhaustible, being the _leaves_ which nature gives +to every plant and tree. + +Drawings of leaves are beautiful when well done. The writer knew a young +girl of twelve or thirteen years who began with drawing simple, easy +leaves, and went on to more difficult ones season after season. Her +drawing-books were charming; and not this alone, for she acquired a fund +of pleasant knowledge, which loses none of its delight as time goes on. +She began with leaves, picked from the house plants which her mother +cultivated. + +As the spring came on, she sought the _wild_ leaves in the woods. No one +who has not tried it can judge of the interest felt in the beauty and +wonderful variety in the growth and shapes of leaves. They seem endless; +and when to these are added the leaves of forest trees, the enchanting +maples, beeches, birches, and hosts of others, it may be imagined that +young fingers may find ample employment in portraying these, to say +nothing of the wild flowers which come on in the New England woods--the +early anemones, hepatica, bloodroot, and all the flowery train--as the +season advances. + +This young girl learned to draw with great accuracy, and to this day +(for it is years since she began) her ready pencil can sketch any object +with ease and skill, the beginning of which was the effort to draw a +leaf of smilax. + +I have a few simple outlines of leaves ready, but will reserve them for +another time. + + + + +[Begun in No. 17 of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, February 24.] + +BIDDY O'DOLAN. + +BY MRS. ZADEL B. GUSTAFSON. + + +CHAPTER III. + +Any one who had seen Biddy O'Dolan in the old hard days, when she was +dirty and ragged and wretched and rude, and lived in the street, and +slept in a cellar, would hardly have known her if he had seen her three +weeks after she came to live with the Kennedys. + +Biddy was not pretty, but she had a clear skin--now the dirt was washed +off--and bright, earnest eyes. Now, too, she wore neat and pretty +clothing. Her dark curly hair was nicely brushed, and tied with fresh +ribbons. She had a small, pleasant room all for herself and her doll, +and Miss Kennedy had taught her how to keep it in order. + +Biddy had given a great deal of trouble to this gentle lady at first, +because Biddy had many unpleasant habits. She used bad words; she did +not seem to think it any harm to tell lies; she was not at all neat; she +was sometimes willful and disobedient; she was often careless, broke +dishes, tore her clothes, and put things out of order. These things were +a much greater trouble to Miss Kennedy than Biddy knew. Miss Kennedy was +so good and kind and true that Biddy's faults grieved her much, and +carelessness and disorder were like pain to her, she was herself so neat +and pure, like a fine white pearl. + +But Miss Kennedy never forgot what poor Biddy's life had been, and Biddy +was so affectionate and grateful, and tried so hard, that Miss Kennedy +grew to love her dearly, and little by little Biddy conquered her old +bad habits. + +She did not see much of Mr. Kennedy, who was very busy, and was away a +great deal. When she did see him, he had always a kind word and a +pleasant smile for her, which made Biddy feel as if he took care of her. + +Charley had brought her the doll, as Biddy said he would. But she could +not make him come within a block of the house; and when he saw Biddy so +fresh and clean in her pretty new garments, he had blushed and run away +almost without speaking. She did not see much of him. She met him +sometimes when she was out on an errand. The last time she had seen him +he had looked very much pleased, but she had not been able to get him to +speak to her. She thought him more bashful than ever. + +Biddy did not forget Charley, or cease to wish he might have a nice home +in the same house with her; but she was kept so busy with her easy but +constant duties in waiting upon Miss Kennedy, who was also teaching her +to read, that time flew very fast with Biddy, and it was midsummer when +one day she went out on an errand, and--did not come back! + +Miss Kennedy waited and wondered; and when it began to grow dark, and +Biddy had not come back, she grew really alarmed. One of the servants +had been sent out twice to look for Biddy, but in vain. At last, just as +Miss Kennedy was about to send for him, Mr. Kennedy came in. As soon as +he learned the cause of his sister's alarm, he comforted her in the very +best way by starting out to search for Biddy himself. + +He had not gone more than twenty steps before a boy, who had watched him +come out, stopped him, and to his great surprise gave him a message from +Biddy. + +Mr. Kennedy ran back and spoke with his sister, and then went quickly +away with the boy who had brought Biddy's message. + +Now this is what had happened. + +After Biddy had done her errand, she thought about Charley, and felt a +great wish to see him. She was prettily dressed, and it came into her +head that it would be a grand thing if she could walk by Mrs. Brown's +stand, and see if the old woman would know her. For a long time after +she ran away from Mrs. Brown, Biddy had been afraid to go near her old +home for fear Mrs. Brown might claim her, and perhaps in some way be +able to hide her from her new friends. But she had lost most of this +fear, and now thought it would be great fun to step up to the stand and +buy something, and see what the old woman would say. + +The old days when she and Charley used to be so much together came into +Biddy's mind as she walked along, swinging her parasol. She remembered a +great many little things about him and his quiet kindnesses to her, +which she had hardly noticed at the time, and she thought with new +pleasure of Mr. Kennedy's words to her in the morning. He had passed her +in the hall as he was going out, and had laid his hand on her head and +said: "I think I shall be able to do something for Charley very soon. +Will you like that, Biddy?" And Biddy, as usual, when her heart was very +full, had not said a word. "I'll tell Charley," she thought to herself. + +At last when there was only one more block to walk before reaching Mrs. +Brown's stall, and Biddy was just beginning to think about what she +should say to the old woman, she noticed an unusual stir down the +street. People old and young were darting about, running around and +forward, yelling at the tops of their voices; and there was another low +hoarse sound Biddy could not make out. Nearest were some children +running in her direction and screaming. Biddy stopped near a pile of +empty boxes. She was full of wonder and fear. One of the children was +Charley. He saw Biddy at the same moment she saw him, and it seemed as +if he flew, he came toward her so fast. As he came up with her he +grasped her arms, turned her around, and pushed her toward the boxes +with one quick movement. + +"Up wid 'ee, Biddy! Quick--oh, quick!" he called to her. + +His white face and his piercing cry made Biddy obey him without a +thought of asking why. She clutched at the boxes, and scrambled up, and +Charley helped her by his hands and his shoulders. The boxes did not +stand even, and they tottered as she climbed, but Charley leaned his +little body against them, and stretched out his arms, and held them +steady. Biddy was not a moment too quick. As she threw herself forward +across the topmost box, the shuffle and clatter of many feet and the +shouting and screaming seemed to be all around them. Biddy could not +look down. She was so frightened, and had climbed so fast, she could +hardly breathe, but she heard a snapping and crunching of jaws and a +hoarse rattling breath beneath her. She was not able to think; she only +clung with all her might, so dizzy that it seemed as if she and the +boxes were swimming. Several shots were fired, and it seemed as if there +were more noise and confusion than before. Then some one said, + +"Poor children!" + +Biddy felt herself lifted down. She was shaking all over. There were a +great many people around her, but they didn't make so much noise now. +She heard some one saying, + +"It's Griffith's blood-hound--a good dog enough, too, if those idle +scamps had let him alone. But it wouldn't stand no nonsense--that sort +of dog never does. By heavens! it snapped that great chain like a pipe +stem, and was after them like a tiger in no time!" + +Then another voice said: "Did you see the little boy? He's almost the +smallest little fellow you ever saw. But he was a hero. He saved the +little girl's life; he gave up his own for it. I saw and heard the whole +thing from the window overhead here, and I'll never see a braver deed +done. I tell you, he's a hero; his father can be proud of him." + +"_His_ father!" said another and rougher voice. "_That_ boy hain't got +anyone belongin' to _him_. Take a look at his clothes--what's left of +'em from that brute's teeth! _He's_ never had too much to eat nor too +much to wear, you kin just bet yer life on that. But you're right, +mister; he _was_ a hero, an' no' mistake. He held as still as a mouse, +an' with a grip like death, while that durned critter chawed up his +legs." + +Biddy was beginning to understand; so were the other children, the +little boys and girls who had known and laughed at and nicknamed Charley +all his silent, bashful life. + +They stood around, gazing horror-struck at the dead hound that lay just +beyond the curb-stone, and at Charley, lying all mangled and perfectly +still in the arms of a policeman. A cart with cushions in it backed up +to the curb, and just as the policeman was trying to move Charley so as +to lay him on the cushions, he moaned and opened his eyes. He looked at +the children. They saw this look, and crowded up to the cart, sobbing. + +One of them exclaimed, "Oh, Charley, we'll never call ye 'Polly' no +more!" + +Another boy leaned close over Charley, and said, "The men sez as ye're a +real hero, Charley; jist ye brace up!" + +[Illustration: CHARLEY IN THE HOSPITAL.] + +A faint smile passed over Charley's face. He turned his eyes, with the +same kind, calm look in them, among the people, till he saw Biddy. Then +the tired eyes flashed with joy. He saw that she was quite safe. He +moved his hand a little toward her. Her lips quivered; she reached out +her arms; and they placed her in the cart on the cushions by Charley's +side. Just before it started, Biddy asked the little boy who had last +spoken to Charley to go and tell Mr. Kennedy what had happened, and to +say that she should stay with Charley till he got well. When Mr. Kennedy +reached the hospital, Biddy was crying as if her heart would break, and +poor, brave, tender, bashful little Charley had got quite well, and had +gone home to be with his Father. + +The shock and the sorrow of little Charley's death changed Biddy very +much. It was long before Mr. and Miss Kennedy could persuade her that +she was not to blame for it. It seemed to the poor child as if she had +been cruel to climb into safety, leaving Charley to such a fate. But she +had really not been at all to blame. She had obeyed Charley's startling +and earnest cry, without thinking, or even having time to think, until +it was too late to act in any other way. + +After a time the sharpness of this sorrow passed away, and the thought +of Charley became full of comfort and help to Biddy. As she grew older +she could understand that if Charley had lived, he could not have been +very happy, he was so feeble, and shrank from people so much. And she +could feel, if she did not understand, that his death was a noble one, +an act of love so simple and so whole that it was a gift, the gift of a +great example, helping every one who knew of it to be more brave and +true. + +Biddy lived on with the Kennedys, and she has helped Mr. Kennedy from +time to time to find out little children as wretched as she once was. In +this way she has already been the means of getting six poor children +into good homes, where they have a chance to learn how to live. She +remembers so well her sad childhood that she understands, even better +than you or I would, how to speak to and help these poor children when +they first begin to do better, and get so discouraged because their old +bad habits pull them down, and make it hard for them to do well. Biddy +goes to see them, and talks with them so kindly, and with so much +patience and love, that they are comforted and ready to try harder than +ever. When she tells them that she was once just as dirty and rough and +naughty as they have ever been, and they see how sweet and good she has +become, it fills them with courage and hope. You can very well suppose +that Biddy did not always find it an easy thing to help these children. +Perhaps you think that any little girl would jump at the chance of being +taken from the street and put in a good and pleasant home. Biddy thought +so, until she tried to help Katy Kegan. She was the second little girl +Biddy found for Mr. Kennedy. Biddy had known Katy Kegan all her life, +and liked her better than any other little girl when they used to be +living on the street. Yet when Biddy became better off, and tried to +make things just as nice for Katy, that little girl didn't see it as +Biddy did at all, and gave her more care and worry than all the other +five. I'll tell you something about this. + +[TO BE CONTINUED.] + + + + +I AM THE LAD IN THE BLUE AND WHITE. + +BY MARY A. BARR. + + +[Illustration] + + I am the lad in the blue and white-- + Sing hey! the merry sailor boy. + My head is steady, my eyes are bright, + My hand is ready, my step is light, + My brave little heart, all right, all right-- + Sing ho! the merry sailor boy. + + I am the lad in the blue and white-- + Sing hey! the merry sailor boy. + I sit in the shrouds when the soft winds blow, + The light waves rock me to and fro; + I run up aloft or down below-- + Sing ho! the ready sailor boy. + + I am the lad in the blue and white-- + Sing ho! the merry sailor boy. + When the skies are blue and the sea is calm, + The air is full of spice and balm, + And the shore is set with shadowy palm, + Oh, glad is the merry sailor boy! + + "What will you do when the great winds blow? + What will you do, my sailor boy?"-- + When great winds blow, and are icy cold, + Never you fear, for my heart is bold: + I'll watch my captain, do what I'm told-- + Sing ho! the ready sailor boy. + + "If a foe should come--in such a plight, + What would you do, brave sailor boy?"-- + Run up the "Stars and Stripes" in his sight, + Stand by my captain, wrong or right, + And give the foe an up-and-down fight-- + Sing ho! the gallant sailor boy. + + I am the lad in the blue and white-- + Sing hey! the merry sailor boy. + I carry my country's flag and name; + I never will do her wrong or shame; + I'll fight her battles and share her fame-- + Sing ho! the gallant sailor boy. + +[Illustration: Music] + + + + +[Illustration: OUR POST-OFFICE BOX.] + + + EVERETT STATION, GEORGIA. + + I want to tell you about a pet squirrel I had. My uncle was having + some trees cut down, when the men found three young squirrels in + one of them. One of the squirrels got killed, and one ran away, but + my uncle caught the other and put it in his pocket, and forgot all + about it. After a while he put his hand in his pocket for + something, and the squirrel bit him. We tamed it, and it would run + all over the trees in the yard, until one day some boys passing by + shot it, thinking it was wild. My little brother cried, and I came + near crying too. We buried it in the flower garden. + + CHESLY B. HOWARD, JUN. + + * * * * * + + _February. 15, 1880_. + + I am nine years old. I was born in Boston, but for the last three + years I have been living on a farm in Lakeville, Massachusetts. + There are a number of lakes near here, and some of them have long + Indian names, such as Assawampsett and Quiticus. Yesterday was a + warm, spring-like day, and I saw two robins, and I heard the + bluebirds singing. + + LOUIS W. CLARK. + + * * * * * + + MACHIAS, MAINE. + + I like YOUNG PEOPLE very much. I have a summer-house, and + in the summer I found a little humming-bird, with its wing broken, + all tangled up in the flowers. I took it into the house, and fed + it. It ate sugar and water. It had a funny little narrow tongue, + and it put it out when it ate. It lived in the house two days, and + then it died. + + NELLIE LONGFELLOW (8 years old). + + * * * * * + + SACRAMENTO, CALIFORNIA. + + My papa told me of a pretty way to designate the long months from + the short ones. He learned it from a little girl when he was + travelling in Oregon, and I think a good many little readers of + YOUNG PEOPLE might be pleased with it. This is the way: + close your hand, and point out the knuckle of the forefinger for + January, and the depression between that and the middle knuckle for + February. The middle knuckle designates March, and the next + depression April; and so on to the small knuckle, which stands for + July. Then go back to the forefinger for August, and proceed as + before until all the months are named. It will be found that all + the short ones fall between the fingers, while the knuckles stand + for the long ones. + + PHEBE C. BROWN. + + * * * * * + + PHILADELPHIA, PENNSYLVANIA. + + I want to tell you about a young alligator and a water turtle papa + had. He kept the turtle in the cellar, and the alligator in an + earthen tank; but when it came winter he put that in the cellar + too, in a tight box with air-holes. Some time afterward he went to + look at the turtle and the alligator, and they had both + disappeared. Where do you think they could have gone? + + PUSS. + + * * * * * + + DIXON SPRING, TENNESSEE, _February 18_. + + I am a subscriber to YOUNG PEOPLE, and I like it very much. + I am ten years old. The creeks are in the way, so I can not go to + school now, but I will go in the spring. Some of our flowers are in + full bloom, and the weather is very pleasant. But we had a + snow-storm last week, and I enjoyed it so much! + + FANNIE M. YOUNG. + + * * * * * + + PHILADELPHIA, PENNSYLVANIA. + + I know some little girls who live in the country. They set a little + table in the yard, and put on it tin dishes with chicken food in + them. Then they ring a toy bell, and the chickens have learned to + come and stand round the table and eat. If a chicken hops on the + table, it is not allowed to eat any more, and in this way they are + taught to behave very nicely. + + SADIE. + + * * * * * + + DECORAH, IOWA. + + I am a little Norwegian girl, though I was born in America. I am + twelve years old. Not all the Norwegian ships in which Leif + Ericsson and his company sailed to America were as small as the one + described in "Ships Past and Present," in YOUNG PEOPLE No. + 14, for one of them had sixty men and five women on board. Some of + the ancient Norwegian ships were quite large. I have read in + _Traditions of Norwegian Kings_, by Snorro Sturrleson, about + _Ormen Lange_ (the Long Serpent), a large and handsome ship + which belonged to King Olaf Tryggveson. That part of the keel which + touched the ground when the ship was being built measured 112 feet. + The ship carried a crew of more than 600 men. It was Leif Ericsson, + not Olaf Ericsson, who sailed to America. + + E. + +Tryggveson, who reigned in Norway A.D. 995-1000, had ships which +were the wonder of the North. His largest war ship was the _Long +Serpent_, supposed to be of the size of a frigate of forty-five guns. In +a great sea-fight with the Kings of Denmark and Sweden, King Olaf +Tryggveson was conquered, and is said to have sprung overboard from the +famous _Long Serpent_ into a watery grave. + + * * * * * + + DANVILLE, ILLINOIS. + + Here is a recipe that some little girl may like to try. Two + table-spoonfuls sugar; one table-spoonful butter; one + table-spoonful milk; one well-beaten egg; four atoms of cream of + tartar; two atoms of soda; flour enough to make a batter. You must + get cook or mamma to measure the atoms. This recipe will make four + little patty-pans of cake, and there will be some batter left to + thicken for cookies. I cut out the cookies with mamma's thimble. + + PUSS HUNTER. + + * * * * * + + WASHINGTON, D. C. + + In our parlor there is a little mouse that has a hole in one corner + of the fire-place. Before I fed it it was quite tame, and would run + all about the room. I feed it now, and it only comes to get the + crumbs I put close by its hole. Can any one among your + correspondents tell me how to tame it? + + E. L. M. + + * * * * * + + EAST HAVEN, CONNECTICUT. + + I have a rabbit, kitten, parrot, dog, canary, and a pair of + chickens. I had a crow, but it died. I have a burying-ground for my + pets, and in it there is the poor crow, a dog, two bantams, and + seven canaries. + + SUSIE D. B. + + * * * * * + + BUFFALO, NEW YORK. + + I want to tell you about my dog Joe. He is a setter. He does a + great many capers. He watches for the boy who brings the evening + paper, and takes it, and brings it up stairs to us. He plays + hide-and-seek with me, and sometimes I tie a rope to his collar, + and he draws me on my skates. How fast we do go! One day I hitched + him to a sled for the first time, and he did not know what to make + of it. He ran a little way, and then tipped me into a snow-bank, + and made for home. + + A. O. THAYER. + + * * * * * + + BARTON, MARYLAND. + + I had a pair of pet rabbits which I prized very much. Papa built a + hutch for them, and they enjoyed their home very much. I fed them + with clover, cabbage, and apples. Sometimes I gave them a dish of + sweet milk to drink. They were growing so nice; but we had an old + cat which I suppose thought if the rabbits were out of the way, she + would get all the milk herself. One morning I fed them, and forgot + to give Spiney her milk. (That was the old cat's name.) So she went + down to the hutch and watched them drink their milk. When they had + finished, they popped their little heads out between the bars. Old + Spiney sprang on them, and that was the last of my poor rabbits. + + MAGGIE BERMINGHAM (10 years). + + * * * * * + +Bertha A. F. saw the bluebirds at Sag Harbor, Long Island, on the day +before St. Valentine's, and on February 20 she picked willow "pussies." +O. T. Mason says he found the "pussies" in Medway, Massachusetts, as +early as January 18, but he neglected to report them. + + * * * * * + +LEON M. F.--If you dampen the skin under the feathers with +water, and sprinkle on it a little finely pulverized sulphur, your +pigeons will probably be relieved. + + * * * * * + +AGGIE R. H.--Nourmahal, afterward called Nourjehan, or "Light +of the World," was the wife of Selim, son of Akbar, Mogul Emperor of +Hindostan. Selim succeeded his father in 1605, and was henceforth known +as Jehanghir, or "Conqueror of the World." In the early part of his +reign Selim was intemperate and cruel, but after his marriage with the +beautiful Nourmahal his conduct greatly improved. Her influence over her +husband was very great. He took no step without consulting her, and as +she was an extraordinary and accomplished woman, her advice was always +wise and judicious. Jehanghir died in 1627, and was succeeded by his son +Shah Jehan, who was the father of Aurungzebe, whose beautiful daughter, +Lalla Rookh, is the heroine of Moore's poem. The historical facts +concerning the beautiful Nourmahal are very meagre, but a few glimpses +into her life are given in the notes to the "Vale of Cashmere," the last +story in _Lalla Rookh_. + + * * * * * + +W. CLARENCE.--To make a kite, the sticks must first be tied +tightly and firmly together in the centre. A string is then put round +the outside. The end of each stick should be notched to hold the string +in place. The paper, which should be thin and tough, is now pasted on. A +tail of pieces of paper or cloth tied at intervals in a string must be +fastened at the bottom to balance the kite in the wind. The length of +the tail depends on the size of the kite. + + * * * * * + +W. F. B.--O. N. T. is simply a trade-mark, and stands for "our +new thread." + + * * * * * + +E. L. C.--There are so many French magazines, it is difficult +to say which is the best. The _Revue des Deux Mondes_ has a high +literary character. Jewett's Spiers's French-and-English Dictionary is +the best for ordinary use. Translating is not often remunerative. + + * * * * * + +"PATRIOTIC BOYS."--Scholarships, subject to certain conditions, +can be obtained at nearly any college in the United States. + + * * * * * + +JOHNNY P.--The long-bow was the English national weapon in +early times. It was originally used by the Norse tribes, and was brought +into Western Europe by Rollo, first Duke of Normandy, a direct ancestor +of William the Conqueror. When the Normans invaded England they carried +the long-bow with them, and as the Saxons had no weapon so powerful, +they readily adopted it. The proper length of the long-bow, which was +made of yew or ash, was the height of the archer who used it. The +largest ones, however, were six feet long, and as the arrow was always +half the length of the bow, the longest arrows measured three feet, +which is just a cloth yard. They were therefore given the name of +"cloth-yard shaft." The arrows were made of oak, ash, or yew. They were +tipped with steel, and ornamented at the other end with three gray goose +feathers, from whence comes the name of "gray-goose shaft," usually +applied to those arrows which were shorter than the cloth yard measure. +The arrow or bolt of the cross-bow, or arbalast, was also tipped with +steel, and varied in length according to the size of the cross-bow. + + * * * * * + +"SUBSCRIBER," NEW YORK.--It is not easy to stop a canary from +moulting. The best way to treat it is to feed it with nothing but +rapeseed, and two or three times a week give it a slice of hard-boiled +egg. It should have plenty of fresh drinking water, in which you might +put every morning a few drops of "bird tonic," which can be purchased at +any bird store. Do not hang the cage in a very hot room. + + * * * * * + +KATE WILLIAMSON.--Your letter was very gratifying. Tell your +little friend Madeleine we would be glad to receive a French letter from +her. + + * * * * * + +Favors are received from Matthew Laflin, Clyde L. Kimball, Julia W., +Florence D., Nettie Denniston, Emma Barnwell, Harry Moore, J. M. +Brennan, Della L. G., George W. Herbert, C. L. C., S. Engle, Edward G., +A. H. Ellard, Mary Valentine, Julia Grace T., Katie C. Yorke, Franklin +J. Kaufman, Charles A. H., W. K. M., J. O. F., John L. Stillman, James +A. S., George L. Bannister, Elwyn A. S., Dannie C. Douglass, Hattie H., +Robert A. A., Herbert D. Stafford, Clarkie W. Lockwood, Dwight Ruggles. + + * * * * * + +Correct answers to puzzles are received from Anna and Charles O., Lulu +Pearce, S. G. Rosenbaum, L. Mahler, E. M. Devoe, C. W. Hanner, Harry +Austin, F. M. Richards, G. K. MacNaught, J. R. Glen, Addie Allen, +"Puss," James Smith, Peter Slane, John B. Whitlock, Gordon Shelby, +"Subscriber," Henry J. L., Mary, Sadie, E. Allen Cushing, Ernest B. +Allen, E., Jack Gladwin, Lena E. S., Harry L. A., Lillie V. S., Allen +N., Bertha A. F., G. C. Meyer, May Shepard, Clara B. C., Essie B. + + * * * * * + +No. 1. + +NUMERICAL CHARADE. + + I am composed of 14 letters. + My 9, 10, 7 is a tavern. + My 12, 9, 13, 14 is a heap. + My 6, 7, 8 is an insect. + My 11, 10, 14 is a unit. + My 1, 6, 4, 5 is to throw. + My 4, 2, 10, 3, 14, 8 is a short poem. + My whole is a city in Europe. + + CHESTER B. F. + + * * * * * + +No. 2. + +DOUBLE ACROSTIC. + +A measure of quantity. A valediction. A public speaker. A Jewish +prophet. A well-known liquid. A nobleman. A town in Texas. Answer.--Two +famous painters. + + CHARLES L. B. + + * * * * * + +No. 3. + +ENIGMA. + + My first is in barn, but not in shed. + My second is in green, but not in red. + My third is in stone, but not in brick. + My fourth is in branch, but not in stick. + My fifth is in head, but not in feet. + My whole is something good to eat. + + MARY. + + * * * * * + +No. 4. + +WORD SQUARE. + +First, not cold. Second, a surface. Third, true. Fourth, masculine. + + M. L. + + * * * * * + +No. 5. + +NUMERICAL CHARADE. + + I am composed of 32 letters. + My 13, 22, 8, 12 is a wild animal. + My 9, 3, 21 is a tree. + My 19, 8, 9, 17 is not hard. + My 16, 3, 6 is what we all must do. + My 28, 14, 11 is what most all of us can do. + My 4, 23, 29, 2 is a number. + My 7, 20, 15 is a large body of water. + My 26, 27, 15, 16, 6, 21 is a school-book. + My 32, 24, 5, 10, 15, 12 is a ruler of a country. + My 1, 8, 18 is an adverb. + My 25, 15, 30, 31 is used for seasoning. + My whole is a proverb. + + MARY E. N. (9 years). + + * * * * * + +No. 6. + +DIAMOND PUZZLE. + +A consonant. A tribe of Indians. A long-legged bird. A period of time. A +consonant. + + E. S. C. M. + + * * * * * + +ANSWERS TO PUZZLES IN NO. 16. + +No. 1. + +Charles Dickens + +No. 2. + + H A I L + A N N A + I N N S + L A S T + +No. 3. + +Bryant. + +No. 4. + +Bonaparte. + +No. 5. + + B el L + E br O + R etur N + L ea D + I ndig O + N u N + +Berlin, London. + + * * * * * + +BROKEN RHYMES. + + Scold, cold, old. + Skate, Kate, ate. + Brink, rink, ink. + Trice, rice, ice. + Crash, rash, ash. + Sledge, ledge, edge. + + + + +ADVERTISEMENTS. + + + + +HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE. + +HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE will be issued every Tuesday, and may be had at +the following rates--_payable in advance, postage free_: + + SINGLE COPIES $0.04 + ONE SUBSCRIPTION, _one year_ 1.50 + FIVE SUBSCRIPTIONS, _one year_ 7.00 + +Subscriptions may begin with any Number. 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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: Harper's Young People, March 9, 1880 + An Illustrated Weekly + +Author: Various + +Release Date: March 25, 2009 [EBook #28404] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, MAR 9, 1880 *** + + + + +Produced by Annie McGuire + + + + + +</pre> + + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary=""> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#ACROSS_THE_OCEAN_OR_A_BOYS_FIRST_VOYAGE"><b>ACROSS THE OCEAN; OR, A BOY'S FIRST VOYAGE.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#A_FAIRY_FLIGHT"><b>A FAIRY FLIGHT.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#ANIMALS_THAT_LOVE_MUSIC"><b>ANIMALS THAT LOVE MUSIC.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#HOW_MANY_WORLDS"><b>HOW MANY WORLDS?</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#A_FOUR-FOOTED_MESSENGER"><b>A FOUR-FOOTED MESSENGER</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#WILLS_BELGIAN_NIGHT"><b>WILL'S BELGIAN NIGHT.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#HETTY"><b>HETTY.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#A_LITTLE_GIRLS_IMPRESSIONS_OF_MADEIRA"><b>A LITTLE GIRL'S IMPRESSIONS OF MADEIRA.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#PENCIL_DRAWING_No_1"><b>PENCIL DRAWING.—No. 1.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#BIDDY_ODOLAN"><b>BIDDY O'DOLAN.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#I_AM_THE_LAD_IN_THE_BLUE_AND_WHITE"><b>I AM THE LAD IN THE BLUE AND WHITE.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#OUR_POST_OFFICE_BOX"><b>OUR POST-OFFICE BOX</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THE_DARWINOGRAM"><b>THE DARWINOGRAM</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THE_LITTLE_SPANISH_DANCER"><b>THE LITTLE SPANISH DANCER</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#CHARADE"><b>CHARADE.</b></a></td></tr> +</table></div> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_233" id="Page_233">[Pg 233]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 1000px;"> +<img src="images/ill_001.jpg" width="1000" height="382" alt="Banner: Harper's Young People" title="" /> +</div> + +<hr style='width: 100%;' /> + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" width="100%" summary=""> +<tr><td align='left'><span class="smcap">Vol</span>. I.—<span class="smcap">No</span>. 19.</td><td align='center'><span class="smcap">Published by HARPER & BROTHERS, New York</span>.</td><td align='right'><span class="smcap">Price Four Cents</span>.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Tuesday, March 9, 1880.</td><td align='center'>Copyright, 1880, by <span class="smcap">Harper & Brothers</span>.</td><td align='right'>$1.50 per Year, in Advance.</td></tr> +</table></div> + +<hr style='width: 100%;' /> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 593px;"><a name="ACROSS_THE_OCEAN_OR_A_BOYS_FIRST_VOYAGE" id="ACROSS_THE_OCEAN_OR_A_BOYS_FIRST_VOYAGE"></a> +<img src="images/ill_002.jpg" width="593" height="600" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<h2>ACROSS THE OCEAN; OR, A BOY'S FIRST VOYAGE.</h2> + +<h4>A True Story.</h4> + +<h3>BY</h3> + +<h3>J. O. DAVIDSON.</h3> + +<h3>CHAPTER I.</h3> + +<h3>THE FIRST NIGHT AT SEA.</h3> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>P.M. steam-ship <i>Arizona</i> sails this day at 4.30 <span class="smcap">p.m.</span> +for China and the East, <i>viâ</i> Suez Canal. Freight received +until 4 <span class="smcap">p.m.</span> Hands wanted. +</p></div> + +<p>"I guess that's what I want," muttered a boy, who was comparing the +printed slip in his hand with the above notice, conspicuously displayed +from the yard of a huge ocean steamer alongside one of the North River +piers at New York.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_234" id="Page_234">[Pg 234]</a></span></p> + +<p>Not a very heroic figure, certainly, this young volunteer in the battle +of life: tired, seemingly, by the way in which he dragged his feet; +cold, evidently, for he shivered every now and then, well wrapped up as +he was; hungry, probably, for he had looked very wistfully around him as +he passed through the busy, well-lighted market, where many a merry +group were laughing and joking over their purchase of the morrow's +Christmas dinner. But with all this, there was something in his firm +mouth and clear bright eye which showed that, as the Western farmer +said, on seeing Washington's portrait, "You wouldn't git that man to +leave 'fore he's ready."</p> + +<p>Picking up the bag and bundle which he had laid down for a moment, our +hero entered the wharf house.</p> + +<p>"Clear the way there!"</p> + +<p>"Look out ahead!"</p> + +<p>"Stand o' one side, will yer?"</p> + +<p>"Now, sir, hurry up—boat's jist a-goin!"</p> + +<p>"Arrah, now, kape yer umbrelly out o' me ribs, can't ye? Sure I'm not +fat enough for the spit <i>yet</i>!'</p> + +<p>"Hallo, bub! it's death by the law to walk into the river without a +license. Guess you want to keep farther off the edge o' the pier."</p> + +<p>The boy's head seemed to reel with his sudden plunge into all this +bustle and uproar, to which even that of the crowded streets outside was +as nothing. Men were rushing hither and thither, as if their lives +depended on it, with tools, coils of rope, bundles of clothing, and +trucks of belated freight. Dockmen, sailors, stevedores, porters, +hackmen, outward-bound passengers, and visitors coming ashore again +after taking leave of their friends, jostled each other; and all this, +seen under the fitful lamp-light, with the great black waste of the +shadowy river behind it, seemed like the whirl of a troubled dream.</p> + +<p>And the farther he went, the more did the confusion increase. Here stood +a portly gray-beard shouting and storming over the loss of his purse, +which he presently found safe in his inner pocket; there a timid old +lady in spectacles was vainly screaming after a burly porter who was +carrying off her trunk in the wrong direction; an unlucky dog, trodden +on in the press, was yelling; and an enormously fat man, having in his +hurry jammed his carpet-bag between two other men even fatter than +himself, was roaring to them to move aside, while they in their turn +were asking fiercely what he meant by "pushing in where he wasn't +wanted."</p> + +<p>Suddenly the clang of a bell pierced this Babel of mingled noises, while +a hoarse voice shouted, "All aboard that's going! landsmen ashore!"</p> + +<p>The boy sprang forward, flew across the gang-plank just as it began to +move, and leaped on deck with such energy as to run his head full butt +into the chest of a passing sailor, nearly knocking him down.</p> + +<p>"Now, then, where are yer a-shovin' to?" growled the aggrieved tar, in +gruff English accents. "If yer thinks yer 'ead was only made to ram into +other folks' insides, it's my b'lief yer ought to ha' been born a +cannon-ball."</p> + +<p>But the lad had flown past, and darting through a hatchway, reached the +upper deck, where a group of sailors were gathered round a cannon. On +its breech an officer had spread a paper, which a big good-natured +Connaught man was awkwardly endeavoring to sign. After several +floundering attempts with his huge hairy right hand, he suddenly shifted +the pen to his left.</p> + +<p>"Are you left-handed, my man?" asked the officer.</p> + +<p>"Faith, my mother used to say I was whiniver she gev me annything to +do," answered Paddy, with a grin; "but this <i>is</i> my right hand, properly +spaking, ounly it's got on the left side by mistake. 'Twas my ould uncle +Dan (rest his sowl!) taught me that thrick. 'Dinnis, me bhoy,' he'd be +always sayin', 'ye should aiven l'arn to clip yer finger-nails wid the +left hand, <i>for fear ye'd some day lose the right</i>.'"</p> + +<p>This "bull" drew a shout of laughter from all who heard it, and the +officer, turning his head to conceal a smile, caught sight of our hero.</p> + +<p>"Hallo! another landsman! Boatswain, hold that gang-plank a moment, or +we'll be taking this youngster to sea with us."</p> + +<p>"That's just what I want," cried the boy, vehemently. "<i>Will</i> you take +me, sir?"</p> + +<p>"Run away from home, of course," muttered the officer. "That's what +comes of reading <i>Robinson Crusoe</i>—they all do it. Well, my lad, as I +see it's too late to put you ashore now, what do you want to ship as? +Ever at sea before?"</p> + +<p>"No, sir; but I'll take any place you like to give me."</p> + +<p>"Sign here, then."</p> + +<p>And down went the name of "Frank Austin," under the printed heading of +"Working Passenger." The officer went off with the paper, the sailors +dispersed, and Frank was left alone.</p> + +<p>Gradually the countless lights of New York, Brooklyn, and Jersey City +sank behind, as the vessel neared the great gulf of darkness beyond the +Narrows. Tompkins Light, Fort Lafayette, Sandy Hook, slipped by one by +one. The bar was crossed, the light-ship passed, and now no sound broke +the dreary silence but the rush of the steamer through the dark waters, +with the "Highland Lights" watching her like two steadfast eyes.</p> + +<p>Of what was the lonely boy thinking as he stood there on the threshold +of his first voyage? Did he picture to himself, swimming, through a hail +of Dutch and English cannon-shot with the dispatch that turned the +battle, the round black head of a little cabin-boy who was one day to be +Admiral Sir Cloudesley Shovel? Did he see a vast dreary ice-field +outspread beneath the cold blue arctic sky, and midway across it the +huge ungainly figure of a polar bear, held at bay with the butt of an +empty musket by a young middy whose name was Horatio Nelson? Was it the +low sandy shores of Egypt that he saw, reddened by the flames of a huge +three-decker, aboard of which the boy Casabianca</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">"stood on the burning deck,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Whence all but him had fled"?</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>Or were his visions of an English "reefer" being thrashed on his own +ship by a young American prisoner, who was thereafter to write his name +in history as "Salamander" Farragut? Far from it. Frank's thoughts were +busy with the home he had left; and amid the cold and darkness, its cozy +fireside and bright circle of happy faces rose before him more +distinctly than ever.</p> + +<p>"Wonder if they've missed me yet? The boys'll be going out to the +coasting hill presently to shout for me: and sister Kate (dear little +pet!), she'll be wondering why brother Frankie don't come back to finish +her sled as he promised. And what distress they'll all be in till they +get my first letter! and—"</p> + +<p>"Hallo, youngster! skulking already! Come out o' that, and go for'ard, +where you belong."</p> + +<p>"I didn't mean to skulk, sir," said Frank, startled from his day-dream +by this rough salutation.</p> + +<p>"What? answering back, are ye? None o' yer slack. Go for'ard and get to +work—smart, now!"</p> + +<p>Frank obeyed, wondering whether this could really be the pleasant +officer of a few hours before. Down in the dark depths below him figures +were flitting about under the dim lamp-light, sorting cargo and "setting +things straight," as well as the rolling of the ship would let them; and +our hero, wishing to be of some use, volunteered to help a grimy fireman +in rolling up a hose-pipe.</p> + +<p>But he soon repented his zeal. The hard casing bruised his unaccustomed +hands terribly, and it really seemed as if the work would never end. It +ended, however, too soon for him; for the pipe suddenly parted at the +joint,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_235" id="Page_235">[Pg 235]</a></span> and splash came a jet of ice-cold water in poor Frank's face, +drenching him from head to foot, and nearly knocking the breath out of +his body.</p> + +<p>"Why didn't you let go, then?" growled the ungrateful fireman, coolly +disappearing through a dark doorway, hose and all, while Frank, wet and +shivering, crawled away to the engine-room. Its warmth and brightness +tempted him to enter and sit down in a corner; but he was hardly settled +there when a man in a glazed cap roughly ordered him out again.</p> + +<p>Off went the unlucky boy once more, with certain thoughts of his own as +to the "pleasures" of a sea life, which made Gulliver and Sindbad the +Sailor appear not quite so reliable as before. He dived into the +"tween-decks" and sank down on a coil of rope, fairly tired out. But in +another moment he was stirred up again by a hearty shake, and the gleam +of a lantern in his eyes, while a hoarse though not unkindly voice said, +"Come, lad, you're only in the way here; go below and turn in."</p> + +<p>Frank could not help thinking that it was time to turn in, after being +so often turned out. Down he went, and found himself in a close, +ill-lighted, stifling place (where hardly anything could be seen, and a +great deal too much smelled) lined with what seemed like monster chests +of drawers, with a man in each drawer, while others were swinging in +their hammocks. He crept into one of the bare wooden bunks, drew the +musty blanket over him, and, taking his bundle for a pillow, was asleep +in a moment, despite the loud snoring of some of his companions, and the +half-tipsy shouting and quarrelling of the rest.</p> + +<h4>[<span class="smcap">to be continued</span>.]</h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="A_FAIRY_FLIGHT" id="A_FAIRY_FLIGHT"></a>A FAIRY FLIGHT.</h2> + +<h3>BY ROSE TERRY COOKE.</h3> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">A fairy lived in a lily bell—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Ring, sing, columbine!</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">In frosts she stole a wood-snail's shell,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Till soft the sun should shine;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">And spring-time comes again, my dear,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">And spring-time comes again,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">With rattling showers, and wakened flowers,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">And bristling blades of grain.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">And, oh! the lily bell was sweet—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Ring, swing, columbine!</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">But the snail shell pinched her little feet,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">And suns were slow to shine.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">It's long till spring-time comes, my dear,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Till spring-time comes again:</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">The year delays its smiling days,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">And snow-drifts heap the plain.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">The fairy caught a butterfly—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Swing, cling, columbine!</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">The last that dared to float and fly</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">When pale the sun did shine;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">For spring is slow to come, my dear,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Is slow to come again,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">And far away doth summer play,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Beyond the roaring main.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">She mounted on her painted steed—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Ring, cling, columbine!</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">And well he served that fairy's need,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">And hot the sun did shine.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">The spring she followed fast, my dear,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">She followed it amain;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Where blossoms throng the whole year long</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">She found the spring again.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Oh, fairy sweet! come back once more—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Ring, swing, columbine!</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">When grass is green on hill and shore,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">And summer sunbeams shine.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">What if the spring is late, my dear,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">And comes with dropping rain?</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">When roses blow and rivers flow,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Come back to us again.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="ANIMALS_THAT_LOVE_MUSIC" id="ANIMALS_THAT_LOVE_MUSIC"></a>ANIMALS THAT LOVE MUSIC.</h2> + +<p>Music affects animals differently. Some rejoice, and are evidently happy +when listening to it, while others show unmistakable dislike to the +sound.</p> + +<p>For some years my father lived in an old Hall in the neighborhood of one +of our large towns, and there I saw the influence of music upon many +animals. There was a beautiful horse, the pride and delight of us all, +and like many others, he disliked being caught. One very hot summer day +I was sitting at work in the garden, when old Willy the gardener +appeared, streaming with perspiration.</p> + +<p>"What is the matter, Willy?"</p> + +<p>"Matter enough, miss. There's that Robert, the uncanny beast; he won't +be caught, all I can do or say. I've give him corn, and one of the best +pears off the tree; but he's too deep for me—he snatched the pear, +kicked up his heels, and off he is, laughing at me, at the bottom of the +meadow."</p> + +<p>"Well, Willy, what can I do? He won't let me catch him, you know."</p> + +<p>"Ay, but, miss, if you will only just go in and begin a toon on the +peanner, cook says he will come up to the fence and hearken to you, for +he is always a-doing that; and maybe I can slip behind and cotch him."</p> + +<p>I went in at once, not expecting my stratagem to succeed. But in a few +minutes the saucy creature was standing quietly listening while I played +"Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled." The halter was soon round his neck, +and he went away to be harnessed, quite happy and contented.</p> + +<p>There was a great peculiarity about his taste for music. He never would +stay to listen to a plaintive song. I soon observed this. If I played +"Scots, wha hae," he would listen, well pleased. If I changed the +measure and expression, playing the same air plaintively, he would toss +his head and walk away, as if to say, "That is not my sort of music." +Changing to something martial, he would return and listen to me.</p> + +<p>In this respect he entirely differed from a beautiful cow we had. She +had an awful temper. She never would go with the other cows at +milking-time. She liked the cook, and, when not too busy, cook would +manage Miss Nancy. When the cook milked her, it was always close to the +fence, near the drawing-room. If I were playing, she would stand +perfectly still, yielding her milk without any trouble, and would remain +until I ceased. As long as I played plaintive music—the "Land o' the +Leal," "Home, Sweet Home," "Robin Adair," any sweet, tender air—she +seemed entranced. I have tried her, and changed to martial music, +whereupon she invariably walked away.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="HOW_MANY_WORLDS" id="HOW_MANY_WORLDS"></a>HOW MANY WORLDS?</h2> + +<p>"Professor," asked May, "are there more worlds with people on them like +this one of ours?"</p> + +<p>"That is a hard question," said he. "For many ages it was believed that +there could be <i>only one</i>. More recently, when astronomers learned by +the aid of their telescopes the countless number of the heavenly bodies, +it began to be doubted whether such an immense creation could be +destitute of intelligent creatures like man; and it was argued that most +likely the Almighty had supplied the heavenly bodies with inhabitants, +but had for some good reason thought best not to reveal the fact to us, +perhaps because our attention might be too much drawn away from the +truths that He wished us particularly to remember. At last, however, men +of science, continuing their researches, seem to be settling back in the +first opinion."</p> + +<p>"Why is that?" asked Joe.</p> + +<p>"Because they find reasons for thinking that our earth has had human +beings on it only a very little while in<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_236" id="Page_236">[Pg 236]</a></span> comparison with its own +existence. And if this world was millions of years without man, then, of +course, any or all the heavenly bodies may still be without any such +creature on them."</p> + +<p>"Is there no better reason than that?" asked Joe.</p> + +<p>"Yes, there is considerable evidence that the bodies nearest to us can +not be inhabited by any creatures at all like man. On the moon, for +instance, there is no air to breathe and no water to drink. And without +air and water there can be no grass, trees, or plants of any kind, and +no food for any animal. And besides starving, all creatures that we know +of would immediately freeze to death; for the moon is excessively cold. +The nights are about thirty times as long as ours, and allow each +portion of its surface to get so cold that nothing could live."</p> + +<p>"How did the moon get so cold?" asked Joe. "What became of the heat?"</p> + +<p>"It went off into the surrounding space, which is all very cold. Empty +space does not get warmed by the sun, whose heat seems chiefly to lodge +in solid bodies and dense fluids."</p> + +<p>"But some of the planets are larger than the moon, are they not?" asked +Joe.</p> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 300px;"> +<img src="images/ill_003.jpg" width="300" height="300" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>"Yes, Jupiter, for instance, is very much larger than the moon and the +earth; and Professor Proctor tells us it will take Jupiter millions of +years to become as cool as the earth, while the moon was as cool as the +earth millions of years ago. Here is a picture of the planet; but its +surface is changing so constantly, that it seldom appears the same on +two nights in succession. Jupiter at present is wrapped in enormous +volumes of thin cloud that rises up from a melted and boiling mass in +the centre. Professor Newcomb supposes that there is only a +comparatively small core of liquid, the greater part of the planet being +made up of seething vapor. So you see it would be about as difficult to +live on Jupiter as in a steam-boiler, or a caldron of molten lead. Since +last summer a great red spot has been noticed on the surface of the +planet, which has attracted much attention. Some think it is an immense +opening, large enough for our earth to be dropped through."</p> + +<p>"Are the other planets such dreadful places?" asked May.</p> + +<p>"Saturn seems to be in about the same condition as Jupiter. Mars is +thought to be solid, and to have land, water, and air. It has also two +brilliant white spots on opposite sides, which are supposed to be vast +fields of ice and snow. But the water seems to be disappearing; and the +time when the planet could be inhabited is thought to be long gone by."</p> + +<p>"Where does the water go?" asked Joe.</p> + +<p>"Probably it sinks into the cracks or fissures which form in the crust +of the planet when it begins to shrivel up with the cold."</p> + +<p>"Then it must be like a great frozen grave-yard," said May. "But is +there no other planet that is pleasanter to think about?"</p> + +<p>"The one that seems on the whole to be most like our own is Venus, and +so Professor Proctor calls it our sister planet. It is so close to the +sun that it is hidden most of the time, being only seen for a while +before sunrise, and at other times a while after sunset. In the one case +it is called the morning, and in the other the evening star. Also there +is Mercury, still nearer the sun, and hidden almost all the time."</p> + +<p>"Then," said May, "there seems to be no way of knowing anything about +there being people like us in other worlds; and the more we look into +it, the more uncertain we become."</p> + +<p>"That is about the way the case stands," said the Professor. "But if +science continues to make as rapid progress as it has lately done, we +may hope that it will yet throw more light on the question."</p> + +<p>"How many planets are there?" asked Joe.</p> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 207px;"> +<img src="images/ill_004.jpg" width="207" height="300" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>"Until quite recent times there were supposed to be only the five we +have mentioned. Since the beginning of the present century about two +hundred little planets, called asteroids, have been discovered between +the orbits, or paths, of Mars and Jupiter. Then there are Uranus and +Neptune, very far off from the sun and from us, so much so that the +latter was mistaken for a fixed star."</p> + +<p>"Professor," said May, "you mentioned the moon as being near to us. Can +you explain to us how its distance is measured, so that we can +understand it?"</p> + +<p>"And then, Professor," said Jack, "I would like to know what <i>parallax</i> +means."</p> + +<p>"There," said Gus, "is another big word of Jack's—pallylacks, +knickknacks, gimcracks, slapjacks!"</p> + +<p>"Hush, you goose."</p> + +<p>"I think," said the Professor, "I can answer May's and Jack's questions +both at once, as they are very closely connected. Suppose that at night, +when you look down the street, you see two gas lamps, one much farther +off than the other. Then if you go across the street, the nearer lamp +will seem to move in the opposite way from what you did. Thus, in the +diagram, when you are at A, the nearer lamp is on the right of the +other, and when you go over to B and look at it, it is on the left. This +change in direction is called <i>parallax</i>. Now we can imagine the nearer +one of the lights to be the moon, and that an observatory, or tower with +a telescope in it, is located at A, from which the direction of the moon +is carefully noted at six o'clock in the morning. Then by six in the +evening the earth, spinning round on its axis, will have carried the +observatory about 8000 miles away from A, and placed it at, say, B. If +the moon's direction be again noted, it is very easy to calculate her +distance by a branch of mathematics called trigonometry, which Jack, I +have no doubt, has already studied."</p> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_237" id="Page_237">[Pg 237]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"> +<img src="images/ill_005.jpg" width="400" height="391" alt="THAT NAUGHTY, NAUGHTY BOY. "Gimee more pie-ee!"" title="" /> +<span class="caption">THAT NAUGHTY, NAUGHTY BOY.<br />"Gimee more pie-ee!"</span> +</div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="A_FOUR-FOOTED_MESSENGER" id="A_FOUR-FOOTED_MESSENGER"></a>A FOUR-FOOTED MESSENGER</h2> + +<p>Just after the raising of the siege of Fort Stanwix, in the Mohawk +Valley, the neighborhood continued to be infested with prowling bands of +Indians.</p> + +<p>Captain Gregg and a companion were out shooting one day, and were just +preparing to return to the fort, when two shots were fired in quick +succession, and Gregg saw his comrade fall, while he himself felt a +wound in his side which so weakened him that he speedily fell.</p> + +<p>Two Indians at the same time sprang out of the bushes, and rushed toward +him. Gregg saw that his only hope was to feign death, and succeeded in +lying perfectly still while the Indians tore off his scalp.</p> + +<p>As soon as they had gone, he endeavored to reach his companion, but had +no sooner got to his feet than he fell again. A second effort succeeded +no better, but the third time he managed to reach the spot where his +comrade lay, only to find him lifeless. He rested his head upon the +bloody body, and the position afforded him some relief.</p> + +<p>But the comfort of this position was destroyed by a small dog, which had +accompanied him on his expedition, manifesting his sympathy by whining, +yelping, and leaping around his master. He endeavored to force him away, +but his efforts were in vain until he exclaimed, "If you wish so much to +help me, go and call some one to my relief."</p> + +<p>To his surprise, the animal immediately bounded off at his utmost speed.</p> + +<p>He made his way to where three men were fishing, a mile from the scene +of the tragedy, and as he came up to them began to whine and cry, and +endeavored, by bounding into the woods and returning again and again, to +induce them to follow him.</p> + +<p>These actions of the dog convinced the men that there was some unusual +cause, and they resolved to follow him.</p> + +<p>They proceeded for some distance, but finding nothing, and darkness +setting in, they became alarmed, and started to return. The dog now +became almost frantic, and catching hold of their coats with his teeth, +strove to force them to follow him.</p> + +<p>The men were astonished at this pertinacity, and finally concluded to go +with him a little further, and presently came to where Gregg was lying, +still alive. They buried his companion, and carried the captain to the +fort. Strange as it may seem, the wounds of Gregg, severe as they were, +healed in time, and he recovered his perfect health.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 447px;"> +<img src="images/ill_006.jpg" width="447" height="600" alt="SHINNY ON THE ICE." title="" /> +<span class="caption">SHINNY ON THE ICE.</span> +</div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="WILLS_BELGIAN_NIGHT" id="WILLS_BELGIAN_NIGHT"></a>WILL'S BELGIAN NIGHT.</h2> + +<h3>BY MATTHEW WHITE, JUN.</h3> + +<p>"Just like so many sheep!"</p> + +<p>This was Will Brooks's exclamation, as he waited, with his elder brother +Charlie, at the Northern Railroad station, in Paris. And truth to tell, +the passengers were driven about and distributed somewhat after the +manner of flocks, for, having purchased their tickets, they were obliged +to pass along a corridor, opening into which were medium-sized +waiting-rooms, separated from one another only by low partitions, and +labelled, so to speak, as first, second, and third class. Here they were +compelled to wait until five or ten minutes before the train was to +leave, during which interval everybody endeavored to obtain the place +nearest the door, so as to be sure of a choice of seats in the cars. +Will and his brother had succeeded in getting pretty near the knob, +where they were nearly suffocated with bad air, and much bruised by the +satchels and umbrellas of their fellow-travellers.</p> + +<p>"Now, Will, be ready," said Charlie, as a man was seen to approach with +a key in his hand.</p> + +<p>"All right; America to the front!" returned his patriotic brother; and +at the same moment the doors were flung open, and in his nasal French +tones the guard sang out, "Pour Liege, Aix-la-Chapelle, et Cologne!"</p> + +<p>With a rush as of the sudden breaking away of a long pent-up mountain +stream, the crowds surged forth from their "pens," and ran frantically +up and down the long platform in search of the carriages for which they +were respectively booked. The first-class compartment which Will and his +brother had selected was speedily occupied by the six others required to +fill it, their companions consisting of a gentleman and his wife, an old +lady and a little boy, and two young men, evidently all French. +Everybody had got nicely settled, the luggage was arranged in the racks +overhead, and the train was just about to start, when a lady mounted to +the doorway, with a little girl in one hand, and a bag, basket, and +umbrella in the other. With a great volume of French she endeavored to +thrust the child into the compartment, but was forced to desist from the +attempt in deference to the remonstrances of the majority of those who +already occupied it.</p> + +<p>"C'est complet! c'est complet!" was the cry, and in the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_238" id="Page_238">[Pg 238]</a></span> midst of the +confusion the guard approached to close the doors preparatory to +starting. To him the distressed lady appealed in behalf of her +offspring, for whom, she declared, there was no room in any of the +carriages, and further stated that she herself was obliged to remain +with her youngest, who was at present in charge of her next to the +youngest in another car. The guard was finally obliged to settle matters +by delaying the train, and adding thereto another carriage.</p> + +<p>The conversation incidental to the foregoing episode had been +interpreted to Will by his brother, whose French had been polished up +considerably during his three weeks' stay in Paris. He and Will were +over for an autumn tour in Europe, and having "done" the British Isles +and the capital of France, they were now on their way to Germany.</p> + +<p>Will had enjoyed his trip thus far immensely, even though he knew no +modern language but his American English, and he now looked forward to +seeing the wonders of the father-land with all the bright anticipations +of fourteen.</p> + +<p>"What's that for, I wonder?" he suddenly exclaimed, catching sight of a +small triangular piece of looking-glass set in the upholstery at the +back of the front seat of the compartment. "Read what it says +underneath, Charlie;" which the latter accordingly did, reporting that +it was a device for calling the guard in cases of emergency, the way of +doing so being to break the glass and pull a cord which would be +discovered in the recess thus exposed, which cord communicated with the +engine. But if the glass be broken, the notice went on to state, without +sufficient cause, a heavy fine would be imposed on the offender.</p> + +<p>"But suppose I couldn't read French, as indeed I can't," surmised Will, +"and were in here alone—that is, alone in company with a crazy man who +was about to murder me—how could I ever imagine that by smashing that +bit of glass I might stop the train, and so be rescued? Besides—"</p> + +<p>"Nonsense!" interrupted his brother. "Don't you see the directions are +repeated both in English and German underneath?" and Will looked and +saw, and immediately turned his attention out of the window, leaving +Charlie to peruse his French newspaper in peace.</p> + +<p>There was, however, not much of interest to observe in the somewhat +barren-looking country through which the railroad ran; and voting France +(Paris excepted) a very slow place indeed, Will buried himself for the +rest of the afternoon in a boy's book of travels. Nevertheless, the +journey proved a very tedious one, and after stopping for dinner at six, +the two brothers endeavored to bridge over the remaining hours with +sleep.</p> + +<p>"Verviers!" shouted out by the guard, was the sound that caused them +both to awake with a start. The train had stopped, and all the +passengers were preparing to "descend," as the French have it.</p> + +<p>"Now, Will," said Charlie, sleepily, trying to read his guide-book by +the light of the flickering lamp in the roof of the compartment, "this +is the Belgian custom-house; but all trunks registered through to +Cologne, as ours is, they allow to pass unopened; but it seems that +everybody is required to get out and offer their satchels to the +officers for examination; but, as we've only one between us, there's no +use in our both rousing up, so you just take this, and follow the +crowd."</p> + +<p>"All right," responded Will, now thoroughly wide-awake; "then I can say +I've been in Belgium;" and snatching the small hand-bag from the rack, +he hurried off, leaving his brother to continue his nap.</p> + +<p>"Wonder which room it is?" surmised Will, for the platform was deserted, +and there were four waiting-apartments opening out on it. It did not +take him long, however, to discover the proper one for him to enter, and +he was soon among the jostling crowd that surrounded the low counter, +behind which were the customs officials, who sometimes opened a bag and +glanced over the contents, and then hastily marked on it with a piece of +chalk, but oftener simply chalked it without examining anything +whatever, which latter harmless operation was all to which Will's +effects were subjected.</p> + +<p>Rejoiced at getting through so easily, he turned to hasten out to the +cars again, but the door by which he had entered was now closed, and +guarded by a gendarme. From the gestures the latter made when he +attempted to pass him, Will understood that he was to go out by another +exit into an adjoining waiting-room, where he found most of the other +passengers assembled in the true flock-of-sheep style; but while he was +wondering where he might be driven to next, he saw through the window +the train, containing his brother, his ticket, and his power of speech, +whirl suddenly away into the darkness, and disappear.</p> + +<p>"Hallo here! let me out!" cried Will, rushing up to the officer +stationed at the door. "I'm going to Cologne on those cars, don't you +understand?"</p> + +<p>But the man evidently did not understand, for he shook his head in a +most stupid fashion, at the same time feeling for his sword, as though +afraid "le jeune Américain" were going to brush past him with the energy +characteristic of the nation.</p> + +<p>Seeing that it was now too late for him to catch the already vanished +train, even if he should succeed in gaining the tracks, Will gave up the +attempt, and resigned himself to his fate.</p> + +<p>"But why are not the other passengers in as great a state of anxiety as +I am?" he thought, as he looked around at his sleepy fellow-travellers, +who had disposed themselves about the room in various attitudes of +weariness and patience. "Perhaps, though, they're not going to Cologne; +very likely they're all bound for some place in Belgium here, on another +road. And now what's to become of me, a green American, with no French +at my tongue's end but 'oui' and 'parlez-vous,' not a sign of a ticket, +and with but six francs in my purse? Oh, Charlie, why did you send me +out with this bag?" and Will paced nervously up and down the +waiting-room, trying to think of a way out of his predicament. Suddenly +a happy idea struck him.</p> + +<p>"I'll go out by the door that opens into the town, and walk along till I +come to the end of the station building, and then perhaps I can make my +way around to the inside, and so see if the train really has gone off +for good. Very likely it was only switched off, and will soon back down +again."</p> + +<p>Putting this plan into execution, Will was soon out in the streets of +the queer Belgian city, wandering along in the darkness, striving to +find the end of the dépôt, and then of a high board fence, which latter +seemed to be interminable. At length, however, he reached an open space, +and was about to leap across a telegraphic arrangement that ran beside +the tracks, when one of the inevitable gens-d'armes sprang up from +somewhere behind, and gave Will to understand that he was not allowed to +put himself in the way of being killed by an engine.</p> + +<p>Poor boy, he was now completely bewildered, and wished with all his +might that he had studied French instead of Latin. As it was, he +screamed out, "Cologne! Cologne!" with an energy born of desperation, +and the officer, faintly comprehending his meaning, at last muttered a +quick reply in his unknown tongue, and hurried Will off back to the +dépôt with an alacrity that caused our young American to have some fears +he might be taking him to quite another sort of station-house. But, +notwithstanding their haste, when they entered the waiting-room it was +empty, and the flashing of a red lamp on the rear car of a departing +train told whither its former occupants had gone.</p> + +<p>And now Will understood it all. The passengers had<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_239" id="Page_239">[Pg 239]</a></span> been locked up while +some switching was done, simply to prevent them from becoming confused.</p> + +<p>"What a blockhead I was!" he thought, quite angry with himself. "If I'd +just staid quietly where I was put, and not gone racing off, with the +idea that I knew more about their railroads than the Belgians +themselves, I'd never have gotten myself into such a scrape. And now +what am I to do? I suppose Charlie's still fast asleep in the cars, +being carried further and further away from me; and here am I, left at +nine o'clock at night in an entirely foreign country, without a ticket, +and, for the matter of that, without a tongue in my head. Why didn't +some of the other passengers explain matters to me, and— But, pshaw! +what good would it have done if they had? I couldn't have understood a +word."</p> + +<p>All this time the gendarme had been talking with the ticket agent, and +pointing to Will as though the latter had been a stray dog not capable +of saying anything in his own behalf. What should he do? where should he +go? and how could he manage to pass away the time that might elapse till +his brother should miss him and return in search of him? And now the +officer came up, and began to question him, speaking very slowly, and in +an extremely loud tone. Notwithstanding, poor Will could only understand +a word here and there, and at length, in despair, he determined to try a +new plan.</p> + +<p>Taking out his purse, he showed the money therein to the gendarme, at +the same time exclaiming, "Hotel! hotel!" and pointing to himself. The +officer evidently comprehended this pantomime, for, with a nod to the +ticket agent, who had all the while been grinning through his little +wicket, he motioned for Will to follow him out into the street.</p> + +<p>The Hôtel du Chemin de Fer (Railroad Hotel) was close at hand, and +having in a few rapid sentences explained the situation to the landlord, +the gendarme left Will to his own resources.</p> + +<p>The latter thought for a moment that he had stepped into pandemonium +itself, for opening on the right into the main hall of the hotel was a +large apartment decorated with a sort of stage scenery to represent +trees and lakes, the room itself being filled with little tables, around +which were seated men smoking and drinking beer, while a thin-toned +brass band discoursed popular music from a gallery overhead.</p> + +<p>Will stared at this strange sight with all his eyes, and then suddenly +became conscious at one and the same moment that he was hungry and being +talked at by the proprietor. Encouraged by his former success with +one-word speeches, Will simply said "Coffee," and then sat down at one +of the little tables, where he was speedily served with a generous cup +of the invigorating beverage, together with a plentiful supply of bread +and butter.</p> + +<p>"What a queer adventure!" thought the youth, his spirits much improved +by the warm draughts of coffee, to say nothing of the lights and music. +"But now how shall I ever be able to make the man understand that I want +to stay here all night? Charlie's sure to come back for me in the +morning. Oh, I have it! I'll register my name on a piece of paper, hand +it to the landlord, and exhibit my purse again;" which plan succeeded +admirably, and "William C. Brooks, New York, America," was immediately +shown to a good-sized room on the second floor, where he lost no time in +retiring to rest after his eventful evening.</p> + +<p>His sleep, however, was not undisturbed, for all night long he imagined +himself to be an American locomotive towing an English steamer across +the Atlantic, and crashing into several icebergs on the way.</p> + +<p>The next morning Will opened his eyes in a flood of sunshine, and at +first could not recollect where he was, but the whistling of an engine +near by soon recalled to him his situation, causing him at the same time +to hurry with his dressing, that he might hasten over to the station for +news of his brother. He did not have to go as far as that, however, for +as he was going down stairs he ran against Charlie coming up, and Will +had never been so glad to see anybody or anything since the time when he +used to open his eyes on Christmas mornings to behold the well-filled +stocking hanging from the mantel-piece.</p> + +<p>Over the breakfast, which the brothers ate together in the theatrical +dining-room, the elder explained how he had not missed Will till the +train had left Verviers a good distance behind. "And then when I awoke +from my nap," continued Charlie, "you can imagine the fright I was in +when I found the cars going, and you gone. We had just passed +Aix-la-Chapelle when I made the dreadful discovery, or I might have +driven back here from there with a carriage, for it is only twenty miles +off; but as it was, I could do nothing but fret till we arrived at +Cologne, from which city I at once telegraphed to the station-master +here, and ascertained that you were safe and sound, and fast asleep in +bed."</p> + +<p>"But why didn't they wake me up, and let me know that you knew that—" +broke in Will, but choked the remainder of his speech with a swallow of +coffee and a slice of bread, from a sudden remembrance of the crashing +of icebergs, which might have been knocks on the door he had heard in +his sleep.</p> + +<p>"The whole thing was my fault, though," summed up Charlie, as, having +settled with the smiling landlord, they walked over to the station. "I +should not have let you go off alone in a new country; but then," he +could not help adding, "you should not have left the rest of the flock, +when you were shut up in the pen."</p> + +<p>"I never will again," said Will, as they took their places in the train +for Cologne; "I'll be in future the meekest lamb they ever drove. But +anyway," he continued, as the cars rolled slowly away from the dépôt, "I +can say I have been in Belgium, even though it was only by mistake, and +so have experienced not an Arabian but a Belgian Night."</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="HETTY" id="HETTY"></a>HETTY.</h2> + +<h3>BY MRS. W. J. HAYS.</h3> + +<p>They were all in the sitting-room. Matilda Ann was trimming a bonnet to +wear to the concert which was to take place that very evening in the +Town-hall, and the roses did look so pretty that Hetty wished she was +grown up enough to have some one come for her in a brand-new buggy, and +take her to a concert; but where was the use of wishing? Every one told +her she must not be too childish, and then every one said she mustn't +think herself a young woman, and want long gowns and trains, and big +braids and puffs—that there was "time enough yet." She wondered what +"time enough" meant. It seemed to her as if it must be the time of +freedom, and certainly that was a long way off.</p> + +<p>Jane was sewing strips of woollen cloth together for the big balls that +were to make carpet, and their mother was darning stockings, and they +were all talking about the school-teacher who had lately come to the +little brown house next to the district school. Jane said she was +"hity-tity," mother said she didn't like to see so many furbelows, and +Matilda Ann criticised her manner of wearing her hair; so Hetty ventured +to say, "I don't think it matters much what she wears, or how she looks, +if she can teach the children."</p> + +<p>"Yes," said the mother, "it does matter; for children, need a good +example."</p> + +<p>"Of course she ought to be neat," said Hetty.</p> + +<p>"Yes, and simple, and not be sticking on jewelry every day."</p> + +<p>"For that matter, Aunt Maria says people in the city wear diamonds when +they go to market."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_240" id="Page_240">[Pg 240]</a></span></p> + +<p>"That does not make it any more sensible; fools are to be found +everywhere."</p> + +<p>"But, mother, Miss Martin isn't a fool; she is very nice. I think you +would like her."</p> + +<p>"Perhaps so," said the mother, somewhat doubtfully; adding: "She had on +a flounced skirt the last time I saw her. It takes a great deal of time +to do them up nicely. Only rich folk ought to wear them."</p> + +<p>"Suppose some one gave her her fine clothes?" said Hetty.</p> + +<p>"Not very likely; but that would make it a little better."</p> + +<p>Hetty went out to take a swing under the elm-tree, wondering why big +people couldn't find something better to talk about than what other +people wore. Then Jane spoke up:</p> + +<p>"Hetty always hates to hear others spoken of when they can't take their +own part."</p> + +<p>"She's a good little thing, anyhow," said Matilda Ann, who was standing +before the looking-glass, in high good humor, with the new bonnet on, +and turning her head from side to side, so that she could the better +survey the trimmings.</p> + +<p>"Well," said Mrs. Hall, "you've stood there long enough, Matilda Ann. I +never did see such an amazin' amount of vanity as there is nowadays."</p> + +<p>"Oh, mother, I dare say you were just as silly when you were young," +said Jane.</p> + +<p>"No," said the mother, severely, "I never was given to fineries; my +heart was set on higher things."</p> + +<p>"I don't see, then, how father ever got the chance to do any courting."</p> + +<p>"Jane," said Mrs. Hall, "Jedediah Hall would never have married me if I +had been like the girls of the present day, who scorn to churn, and to +wash, and to do housework of any sort. He respected a woman who could +make her family comfortable."</p> + +<p>"But the courting—did he ever talk nonsense, mother?"</p> + +<p>"The courting was over in short meter, I can tell you. Nonsense?—no, +there was no nonsense about him. Well, well, it's a long time ago." And +she arose, and went out into the kitchen. The table was set for tea, and +the biscuits were ready for the oven. She went to the cellar to skim the +cream, and found a large bowl of custard had been left over from the +dinner. There was more than would be eaten on their own table. What +would she do with it? Pretty soon Hetty heard her mother calling her: +"Hetty! Hetty!"</p> + +<p>She ran in quickly from the garden.</p> + +<p>"How would you like to take some of this custard to Miss Martin?"</p> + +<p>"Splendid!" said Hetty. "But, mother," she said, hesitating, "I thought +you didn't like her?"</p> + +<p>"Pshaw, child, I didn't say so. I said I didn't approve of too much +dress. Get your hat and a tin pail. Here;" and she poured out the +custard. "Now go, and mind you come home in time for tea."</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/ill_007.jpg" width="600" height="413" alt="HETTY AND JIM—Drawn by T. Robinson." title="" /> +<span class="caption">HETTY AND JIM—<span class="smcap">Drawn by T. Robinson.</span></span> +</div> + +<p>It was a level road, and the afternoon a pleasant one late in the fall. +Hetty could not chase the squirrels, for fear of upsetting her pail; +neither could she pick berries, for they were all gone. And so she +trudged on silently, wishing she were as old as Matilda Ann, so that she +might go to the concert. As she passed a lot which was covered with +stubble, a boy appeared, leaning over the fence. He was a big fellow, +and the son of an old neighbor, and Hetty liked him, but there were +people who said he was mischievous, and told tales of him, which perhaps +made him somewhat shy. He nodded pleasantly enough to her, however, and +asked her where she was going.</p> + +<p>"Down to Miss Martin's," was Hetty's reply.</p> + +<p>"I say, Hetty," said Jim, "do you think Miss Martin thought it was me +who tried to frighten her the other night?"<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_241" id="Page_241">[Pg 241]</a></span></p> + +<p>"No," said Hetty.</p> + +<p>"Well, I was afraid she did. Give a dog a bad name, you know, and he +never gets rid of it."</p> + +<p>"But, Jim, you don't mean to speak of yourself that way?" said Hetty.</p> + +<p>"Yes, I do; people believe anything of me, and I half the time get the +credit of doing things that never came into my head."</p> + +<p>"I only heard a little about Miss Martin's fright; some one chased her, +I believe."</p> + +<p>"Yes, Sam Tompkins made believe he was a tramp, and scared her 'most out +of her wits. He ought to have been shot. I licked him when I heard he +had tried to make out it was me who did it, and I'll lick him again, +too."</p> + +<p>"Oh, don't, Jim; you had better forget all about it."</p> + +<p>"Indeed I won't; I mean to make him repent it. See here, Hetty, I've got +some tickets for the concert. Don't you want to go?"</p> + +<p>"Don't I?" said Hetty; "I guess I do; but I can't, you know."</p> + +<p>"Why not?"</p> + +<p>"Oh, I am not big enough yet," said Hetty, blushing.</p> + +<p>"Now I'll tell you what I'll do. If you will ask Miss Martin to go, I'll +take you both, for, you see, I want to be sure that she doesn't hold any +ill-will against me; and if she goes, all the people hereabouts will +know that I was not the mean sneaking coward who tried to frighten her."</p> + +<p>"All right," said Hetty. "I understand; and I will go on now as fast as +I can, and coax Miss Martin to go."</p> + +<p>"Let me know what she says when you come back, and I'll get the horse +hitched, for father said he'd let me have the wagon."</p> + +<p>"I will," said Hetty, already hastening on her way.</p> + +<p>The teacher was sitting in rather a lonely and dejected mood at her +window as Hetty's bright face appeared before her. She was a young girl, +with soft brown eyes and a patient expression. It was her first +experience at district-school teaching, and she found it laborious. +Hetty soon told her errand, and in her eagerness so mixed up the concert +and the custard and Matilda Ann's new bonnet that Miss Martin was +bewildered, but after a while made out what it all meant.</p> + +<p>"So James Stokes wants me to go to the concert?"</p> + +<p>"Yes, ma'am, and me too."</p> + +<p>"Have you permission?"</p> + +<p>"I'll get it, Miss Martin. I'm sure mother'll say 'yes,'<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_242" id="Page_242">[Pg 242]</a></span> and I sha'n't +tell any one but her. I want to surprise Matilda Ann, and I will get +ready and come here, so that Jim Stokes needn't go to our house."</p> + +<p>"Please thank your mother kindly, Hetty, for the custard; it is so nice. +And tell James I shall be happy to go. I knew he was not the one who +frightened me."</p> + +<p>Away Hetty flew, as fast as possible, to arrange the matter at home. +Mrs. Hall could not say no, and Hetty soon exchanged her every-day +clothes for her best gown and ribbons.</p> + +<p>The Town-hall was crowded, and Hetty heard some one in a pink bonnet +say, "Why, there's our Hetty; how did the child get here?" Then she +turned her smiling face upon Matilda Ann in triumph.</p> + +<p>When the concert was half over, and the singers were taking a rest, a +very grand-looking person came to Miss Martin and said: "How do you do, +my dear Amy? I am so glad to see you! And who is this little friend with +you?"</p> + +<p>Then the teacher spoke very kindly of Hetty as one of her best pupils, +and Jim was also introduced, and the grand-looking lady said some very +pleasant things to them.</p> + +<p>"Who is that?" whispered Hetty.</p> + +<p>"It is my aunt," replied Miss Martin—"the one who gives me so many +pretty things. She would like me to live with her, but I prefer to +maintain myself. I could never dress half so tastefully if she did not +give me such nice clothes."</p> + +<p>"Oh," said Hetty, much pleased to hear this confirmation of her own +charitable supposition. "May I tell mother about it?" she asked.</p> + +<p>"Certainly," said Miss Martin; "I wish you would, for I don't want to be +thought extravagant."</p> + +<p>From that time Miss Martin had no stancher friends than Jim and Hetty; +and when one day Jim's big brother led her up the aisle of the village +church as a bride, there were two young people behind her in white +gloves and ribbons who looked almost as bright and happy as the chief +actors of the day.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 382px;"> +<img src="images/ill_008.jpg" width="382" height="600" alt=""STRAYS."—From a Painting by H. H. Cauty." title="" /> +<span class="caption">"STRAYS."—<span class="smcap">From a Painting by H. H. Cauty.</span></span> +</div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="A_LITTLE_GIRLS_IMPRESSIONS_OF_MADEIRA" id="A_LITTLE_GIRLS_IMPRESSIONS_OF_MADEIRA"></a>A LITTLE GIRL'S IMPRESSIONS OF MADEIRA.</h2> + +<h3>BY KATIE C. YORKE.</h3> + +<p>It was a beautiful clear day in October when I had my first view of +Madeira. The high blue mountains, the green shores, and the white city +of Funchal gleaming in the distance, looked very lovely to us as we +approached the island.</p> + +<p>About noon we anchored at a little distance from the city, and swarms of +row-boats came around the ship. Some of them were full of half-naked +brown boys, and if we threw a piece of money into the beautiful blue +water, they would dive down and catch it before it reached the bottom. +Some of the other boats were full of men, who came on board, bringing +fans, canary-birds, parrots, feather flowers, basket-work, filigree +jewelry, and many other things to sell.</p> + +<p>We and some of the passengers got into a row-boat, after a good deal of +trouble, because there is always a heavy swell there, so one minute the +boat was very high up, and the next very low down. When we had managed +to get in, we rowed to the city. There were great waves dashing up on +the shore, and four or five bare-legged men rushed into the water, and +drew the boat on land just as a wave came in.</p> + +<p>What was our surprise to see waiting for us, instead of a horse and +carriage, a great sleigh drawn by bullocks. This is called a bullock-car +in English, and a <i>carro</i> in Portuguese. We got into one of them, with a +great deal of laughter, and drove to the hotel. The driver walked by the +side of the <i>carro</i>, and threw the end of a greasy rag first under one +runner and then under the other, to make it run more easily.</p> + +<p>When we arrived at the hotel, we found it was a great white building, +with a lovely garden, which contained mango, guava, banana, +custard-apple, and many other trees. Among them was what was called the +moon-tree; it was covered with great white bell-like flowers, and was +very beautiful. There were a great many gorgeous flowers and curious +plants that we do not have in this country. The garden was surrounded by +a wall eight feet high, and there were some fish-geraniums which reached +above the top of it. There was a little arch covered with the +night-blooming cereus, and that evening, when the buds had opened, we +went out to see them in the moonlight. They were beautiful white +blossoms, as large as your head, and had a faint perfume.</p> + +<p>Next day we took a hammock ride about the town and surrounding country. +Each hammock was fitted out with a mattress, pillows, and canopy, and +slung on a long pole carried by two men. We reclined lazily against the +pillows, and enjoyed the ride very much. The men, when they went up +hill, carried us feet downward, but once they forgot, and carried us +feet upward, and as the hill was very steep, we felt as if we were +standing on our heads.</p> + +<p>The houses of Funchal are low; and covered with white stucco, which +looks very neat, but those of the poor have only one window without any +glass, and are very dark and dismal inside. The streets are narrow, and +some of them very steep. We often passed gardens surrounded by high +walls, over which hung lovely flowering vines. Out in the country there +were lantanas, geraniums, and fuchsias which seemed to be growing wild, +and great cactus plants everywhere.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="PENCIL_DRAWING_No_1" id="PENCIL_DRAWING_No_1"></a>PENCIL DRAWING.—No. 1.</h2> + +<p>This beautiful and graceful art may be acquired by every girl and boy in +the land who will take the necessary steps. And they are pleasant steps.</p> + +<p>A pretty drawing-book, a nicely cut No. 2 Faber's drawing pencil, a +piece of <i>black</i> India rubber, some pieces of tissue-paper to cover the +drawings, unless the drawing-book is furnished with tissue-paper. These +are the implements required. In this pencil drawing which I now +recommend there are no lines, straight and slanting, repeated to utter +weariness. This is <i>object</i> drawing, and drawing from <i>nature</i> also, and +the <i>objects</i> are inexhaustible, being the <i>leaves</i> which nature gives +to every plant and tree.</p> + +<p>Drawings of leaves are beautiful when well done. The writer knew a young +girl of twelve or thirteen years who began with drawing simple, easy +leaves, and went on to more difficult ones season after season. Her +drawing-books were charming; and not this alone, for she acquired a fund +of pleasant knowledge, which loses none of its delight as time goes on. +She began with leaves, picked from the house plants which her mother +cultivated.</p> + +<p>As the spring came on, she sought the <i>wild</i> leaves in the woods. No one +who has not tried it can judge of the interest felt in the beauty and +wonderful variety in the growth and shapes of leaves. They seem endless; +and when to these are added the leaves of forest trees, the enchanting +maples, beeches, birches, and hosts of others, it may be imagined that +young fingers may find ample employment in portraying these, to say +nothing of the wild flowers which come on in the New England woods—the +early anemones, hepatica, bloodroot, and all the flowery train—as the +season advances.</p> + +<p>This young girl learned to draw with great accuracy, and to this day +(for it is years since she began) her ready pencil can sketch any object +with ease and skill, the beginning of which was the effort to draw a +leaf of smilax.</p> + +<p>I have a few simple outlines of leaves ready, but will reserve them for +another time.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_243" id="Page_243">[Pg 243]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h4><a name="BIDDY_ODOLAN" id="BIDDY_ODOLAN"></a>[Begun in No. 17 of <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span>, February 24.]</h4> + +<h2>BIDDY O'DOLAN.</h2> + +<h3>BY MRS. ZADEL B. GUSTAFSON.</h3> + +<h3>CHAPTER III.</h3> + +<p>Any one who had seen Biddy O'Dolan in the old hard days, when she was +dirty and ragged and wretched and rude, and lived in the street, and +slept in a cellar, would hardly have known her if he had seen her three +weeks after she came to live with the Kennedys.</p> + +<p>Biddy was not pretty, but she had a clear skin—now the dirt was washed +off—and bright, earnest eyes. Now, too, she wore neat and pretty +clothing. Her dark curly hair was nicely brushed, and tied with fresh +ribbons. She had a small, pleasant room all for herself and her doll, +and Miss Kennedy had taught her how to keep it in order.</p> + +<p>Biddy had given a great deal of trouble to this gentle lady at first, +because Biddy had many unpleasant habits. She used bad words; she did +not seem to think it any harm to tell lies; she was not at all neat; she +was sometimes willful and disobedient; she was often careless, broke +dishes, tore her clothes, and put things out of order. These things were +a much greater trouble to Miss Kennedy than Biddy knew. Miss Kennedy was +so good and kind and true that Biddy's faults grieved her much, and +carelessness and disorder were like pain to her, she was herself so neat +and pure, like a fine white pearl.</p> + +<p>But Miss Kennedy never forgot what poor Biddy's life had been, and Biddy +was so affectionate and grateful, and tried so hard, that Miss Kennedy +grew to love her dearly, and little by little Biddy conquered her old +bad habits.</p> + +<p>She did not see much of Mr. Kennedy, who was very busy, and was away a +great deal. When she did see him, he had always a kind word and a +pleasant smile for her, which made Biddy feel as if he took care of her.</p> + +<p>Charley had brought her the doll, as Biddy said he would. But she could +not make him come within a block of the house; and when he saw Biddy so +fresh and clean in her pretty new garments, he had blushed and run away +almost without speaking. She did not see much of him. She met him +sometimes when she was out on an errand. The last time she had seen him +he had looked very much pleased, but she had not been able to get him to +speak to her. She thought him more bashful than ever.</p> + +<p>Biddy did not forget Charley, or cease to wish he might have a nice home +in the same house with her; but she was kept so busy with her easy but +constant duties in waiting upon Miss Kennedy, who was also teaching her +to read, that time flew very fast with Biddy, and it was midsummer when +one day she went out on an errand, and—did not come back!</p> + +<p>Miss Kennedy waited and wondered; and when it began to grow dark, and +Biddy had not come back, she grew really alarmed. One of the servants +had been sent out twice to look for Biddy, but in vain. At last, just as +Miss Kennedy was about to send for him, Mr. Kennedy came in. As soon as +he learned the cause of his sister's alarm, he comforted her in the very +best way by starting out to search for Biddy himself.</p> + +<p>He had not gone more than twenty steps before a boy, who had watched him +come out, stopped him, and to his great surprise gave him a message from +Biddy.</p> + +<p>Mr. Kennedy ran back and spoke with his sister, and then went quickly +away with the boy who had brought Biddy's message.</p> + +<p>Now this is what had happened.</p> + +<p>After Biddy had done her errand, she thought about Charley, and felt a +great wish to see him. She was prettily dressed, and it came into her +head that it would be a grand thing if she could walk by Mrs. Brown's +stand, and see if the old woman would know her. For a long time after +she ran away from Mrs. Brown, Biddy had been afraid to go near her old +home for fear Mrs. Brown might claim her, and perhaps in some way be +able to hide her from her new friends. But she had lost most of this +fear, and now thought it would be great fun to step up to the stand and +buy something, and see what the old woman would say.</p> + +<p>The old days when she and Charley used to be so much together came into +Biddy's mind as she walked along, swinging her parasol. She remembered a +great many little things about him and his quiet kindnesses to her, +which she had hardly noticed at the time, and she thought with new +pleasure of Mr. Kennedy's words to her in the morning. He had passed her +in the hall as he was going out, and had laid his hand on her head and +said: "I think I shall be able to do something for Charley very soon. +Will you like that, Biddy?" And Biddy, as usual, when her heart was very +full, had not said a word. "I'll tell Charley," she thought to herself.</p> + +<p>At last when there was only one more block to walk before reaching Mrs. +Brown's stall, and Biddy was just beginning to think about what she +should say to the old woman, she noticed an unusual stir down the +street. People old and young were darting about, running around and +forward, yelling at the tops of their voices; and there was another low +hoarse sound Biddy could not make out. Nearest were some children +running in her direction and screaming. Biddy stopped near a pile of +empty boxes. She was full of wonder and fear. One of the children was +Charley. He saw Biddy at the same moment she saw him, and it seemed as +if he flew, he came toward her so fast. As he came up with her he +grasped her arms, turned her around, and pushed her toward the boxes +with one quick movement.</p> + +<p>"Up wid 'ee, Biddy! Quick—oh, quick!" he called to her.</p> + +<p>His white face and his piercing cry made Biddy obey him without a +thought of asking why. She clutched at the boxes, and scrambled up, and +Charley helped her by his hands and his shoulders. The boxes did not +stand even, and they tottered as she climbed, but Charley leaned his +little body against them, and stretched out his arms, and held them +steady. Biddy was not a moment too quick. As she threw herself forward +across the topmost box, the shuffle and clatter of many feet and the +shouting and screaming seemed to be all around them. Biddy could not +look down. She was so frightened, and had climbed so fast, she could +hardly breathe, but she heard a snapping and crunching of jaws and a +hoarse rattling breath beneath her. She was not able to think; she only +clung with all her might, so dizzy that it seemed as if she and the +boxes were swimming. Several shots were fired, and it seemed as if there +were more noise and confusion than before. Then some one said,</p> + +<p>"Poor children!"</p> + +<p>Biddy felt herself lifted down. She was shaking all over. There were a +great many people around her, but they didn't make so much noise now. +She heard some one saying,</p> + +<p>"It's Griffith's blood-hound—a good dog enough, too, if those idle +scamps had let him alone. But it wouldn't stand no nonsense—that sort +of dog never does. By heavens! it snapped that great chain like a pipe +stem, and was after them like a tiger in no time!"</p> + +<p>Then another voice said: "Did you see the little boy? He's almost the +smallest little fellow you ever saw. But he was a hero. He saved the +little girl's life; he gave up his own for it. I saw and heard the whole +thing from the window overhead here, and I'll never see a braver deed +done. I tell you, he's a hero; his father can be proud of him."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_244" id="Page_244">[Pg 244]</a></span></p> + +<p>"<i>His</i> father!" said another and rougher voice. "<i>That</i> boy hain't got +anyone belongin' to <i>him</i>. Take a look at his clothes—what's left of +'em from that brute's teeth! <i>He's</i> never had too much to eat nor too +much to wear, you kin just bet yer life on that. But you're right, +mister; he <i>was</i> a hero, an' no' mistake. He held as still as a mouse, +an' with a grip like death, while that durned critter chawed up his +legs."</p> + +<p>Biddy was beginning to understand; so were the other children, the +little boys and girls who had known and laughed at and nicknamed Charley +all his silent, bashful life.</p> + +<p>They stood around, gazing horror-struck at the dead hound that lay just +beyond the curb-stone, and at Charley, lying all mangled and perfectly +still in the arms of a policeman. A cart with cushions in it backed up +to the curb, and just as the policeman was trying to move Charley so as +to lay him on the cushions, he moaned and opened his eyes. He looked at +the children. They saw this look, and crowded up to the cart, sobbing.</p> + +<p>One of them exclaimed, "Oh, Charley, we'll never call ye 'Polly' no +more!"</p> + +<p>Another boy leaned close over Charley, and said, "The men sez as ye're a +real hero, Charley; jist ye brace up!"</p> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 354px;"> +<img src="images/ill_009.jpg" width="354" height="400" alt="CHARLEY IN THE HOSPITAL." title="" /> +<span class="caption">CHARLEY IN THE HOSPITAL.</span> +</div> + +<p>A faint smile passed over Charley's face. He turned his eyes, with the +same kind, calm look in them, among the people, till he saw Biddy. Then +the tired eyes flashed with joy. He saw that she was quite safe. He +moved his hand a little toward her. Her lips quivered; she reached out +her arms; and they placed her in the cart on the cushions by Charley's +side. Just before it started, Biddy asked the little boy who had last +spoken to Charley to go and tell Mr. Kennedy what had happened, and to +say that she should stay with Charley till he got well. When Mr. Kennedy +reached the hospital, Biddy was crying as if her heart would break, and +poor, brave, tender, bashful little Charley had got quite well, and had +gone home to be with his Father.</p> + +<p>The shock and the sorrow of little Charley's death changed Biddy very +much. It was long before Mr. and Miss Kennedy could persuade her that +she was not to blame for it. It seemed to the poor child as if she had +been cruel to climb into safety, leaving Charley to such a fate. But she +had really not been at all to blame. She had obeyed Charley's startling +and earnest cry, without thinking, or even having time to think, until +it was too late to act in any other way.</p> + +<p>After a time the sharpness of this sorrow passed away, and the thought +of Charley became full of comfort and help to Biddy. As she grew older +she could understand that if Charley had lived, he could not have been +very happy, he was so feeble, and shrank from people so much. And she +could feel, if she did not understand, that his death was a noble one, +an act of love so simple and so whole that it was a gift, the gift of a +great example, helping every one who knew of it to be more brave and +true.</p> + +<p>Biddy lived on with the Kennedys, and she has helped Mr. Kennedy from +time to time to find out little children as wretched as she once was. In +this way she has already been the means of getting six poor children +into good homes, where they have a chance to learn how to live. She +remembers so well her sad childhood that she understands, even better +than you or I would, how to speak to and help these poor children when +they first begin to do better, and get so discouraged because their old +bad habits pull them down, and make it hard for them to do well. Biddy +goes to see them, and talks with them so kindly, and with so much +patience and love, that they are comforted and ready to try harder than +ever. When she tells them that she was once just as dirty and rough and +naughty as they have ever been, and they see how sweet and good she has +become, it fills them with courage and hope. You can very well suppose +that Biddy did not always find it an easy thing to help these children. +Perhaps you think that any little girl would jump at the chance of being +taken from the street and put in a good and pleasant home. Biddy thought +so, until she tried to help Katy Kegan. She was the second little girl +Biddy found for Mr. Kennedy. Biddy had known Katy Kegan all her life, +and liked her better than any other little girl when they used to be +living on the street. Yet when Biddy became better off, and tried to +make things just as nice for Katy, that little girl didn't see it as +Biddy did at all, and gave her more care and worry than all the other +five. I'll tell you something about this.</p> + +<h4>[<span class="smcap">to be continued</span>.]</h4> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_245" id="Page_245">[Pg 245]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="I_AM_THE_LAD_IN_THE_BLUE_AND_WHITE" id="I_AM_THE_LAD_IN_THE_BLUE_AND_WHITE"></a>I AM THE LAD IN THE BLUE AND WHITE.</h2> + +<h3>BY MARY A. BARR.</h3> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 428px;"> +<img src="images/ill_010.jpg" width="428" height="600" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 0em;">I am the lad in the blue and white—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Sing hey! the merry sailor boy.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 0em;">My head is steady, my eyes are bright,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 0em;">My hand is ready, my step is light,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 0em;">My brave little heart, all right, all right—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Sing ho! the merry sailor boy.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 0em;">I am the lad in the blue and white—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Sing hey! the merry sailor boy.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 0em;">I sit in the shrouds when the soft winds blow,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 0em;">The light waves rock me to and fro;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 0em;">I run up aloft or down below—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Sing ho! the ready sailor boy.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 0em;">I am the lad in the blue and white—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Sing ho! the merry sailor boy.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 0em;">When the skies are blue and the sea is calm,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 0em;">The air is full of spice and balm,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 0em;">And the shore is set with shadowy palm,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Oh, glad is the merry sailor boy!</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 0em;">"What will you do when the great winds blow?</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">What will you do, my sailor boy?"—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 0em;">When great winds blow, and are icy cold,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 0em;">Never you fear, for my heart is bold:</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 0em;">I'll watch my captain, do what I'm told—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Sing ho! the ready sailor boy.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 0em;">"If a foe should come—in such a plight,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">What would you do, brave sailor boy?"—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 0em;">Run up the "Stars and Stripes" in his sight,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 0em;">Stand by my captain, wrong or right,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 0em;">And give the foe an up-and-down fight—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Sing ho! the gallant sailor boy.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 0em;">I am the lad in the blue and white—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Sing hey! the merry sailor boy.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 0em;">I carry my country's flag and name;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 0em;">I never will do her wrong or shame;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 0em;">I'll fight her battles and share her fame—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Sing ho! the gallant sailor boy.</span><br /> +</p> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_246" id="Page_246">[Pg 246]</a></span></p><div class="figcenter" style="width: 800px;"> +<img src="images/ill_011.jpg" width="800" height="462" alt="Music" title="" /> +</div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"><a name="OUR_POST_OFFICE_BOX" id="OUR_POST_OFFICE_BOX"></a> +<img src="images/ill_012.jpg" width="600" height="252" alt="OUR POST-OFFICE BOX." title="" /> +</div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Everett Station, Georgia</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I want to tell you about a pet squirrel I had. My uncle was having +some trees cut down, when the men found three young squirrels in +one of them. One of the squirrels got killed, and one ran away, but +my uncle caught the other and put it in his pocket, and forgot all +about it. After a while he put his hand in his pocket for +something, and the squirrel bit him. We tamed it, and it would run +all over the trees in the yard, until one day some boys passing by +shot it, thinking it was wild. My little brother cried, and I came +near crying too. We buried it in the flower garden.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><small>Chesly B. Howard, Jun.</small></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><i>February. 15, 1880</i>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I am nine years old. I was born in Boston, but for the last three +years I have been living on a farm in Lakeville, Massachusetts. +There are a number of lakes near here, and some of them have long +Indian names, such as Assawampsett and Quiticus. Yesterday was a +warm, spring-like day, and I saw two robins, and I heard the +bluebirds singing.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Louis W. Clark</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Machias, Maine</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I like <span class="smcap">Young People</span> very much. I have a summer-house, and +in the summer I found a little humming-bird, with its wing broken, +all tangled up in the flowers. I took it into the house, and fed +it. It ate sugar and water. It had a funny little narrow tongue, +and it put it out when it ate. It lived in the house two days, and +then it died. +</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Nellie Longfellow</span> (8 years old).</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Sacramento, California</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>My papa told me of a pretty way to designate the long months from +the short ones. He learned it from a little girl when he was +travelling in Oregon, and I think a good many little readers of +<span class="smcap">Young People</span> might be pleased with it. This is the way: +close your hand, and point out the knuckle of the forefinger for +January, and the depression between that and the middle knuckle for +February. The middle knuckle designates March, and the next +depression April; and so on to the small knuckle, which stands for +July. Then go back to the forefinger for August, and proceed as +before until all the months are named. It will be found that all +the short ones fall between the fingers, while the knuckles stand +for the long ones. +</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Phebe C. Brown</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Philadelphia, Pennsylvania</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I want to tell you about a young alligator and a water turtle papa +had. He kept the turtle in the cellar, and the alligator in an +earthen tank; but when it came winter he put that in the cellar +too, in a tight box with air-holes. Some time afterward he went to +look at the turtle and the alligator, and they had both +disappeared. Where do you think they could have gone?</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Puss</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Dixon Spring, Tennessee</span>, <i>February 18</i>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I am a subscriber to <span class="smcap">Young People</span>, and I like it very much. +I am ten years old. The creeks are in the way, so I can not go to +school now, but I will go in the spring. Some of our flowers are in +full bloom, and the weather is very pleasant. But we had a +snow-storm last week, and I enjoyed it so much! +</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Fannie M. Young</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Philadelphia, Pennsylvania</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I know some little girls who live in the country. They set a little +table in the yard, and put on it tin dishes with chicken food in +them. Then they ring a toy bell, and the chickens have learned to +come and stand round the table and eat. If a chicken hops on the +table, it is not allowed to eat any more, and in this way they are +taught to behave very nicely.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Sadie</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Decorah, Iowa</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I am a little Norwegian girl, though I was born in America. I am +twelve years old. Not all the Norwegian ships in which Leif +Ericsson and his company sailed to America were as small as the one +described in "Ships Past and Present," in <span class="smcap">Young People</span> No. +14, for one of them had sixty men and five women on board. Some of +the ancient Norwegian ships were quite large. I have read in +<i>Traditions of Norwegian Kings</i>, by Snorro Sturrleson, about +<i>Ormen Lange</i> (the Long Serpent), a large and handsome ship +which belonged to King Olaf Tryggveson. That part of the keel which +touched the ground when the ship was being built measured 112 feet. +The ship carried a crew of more than 600 men. It was Leif Ericsson, +not Olaf Ericsson, who sailed to America. +</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">E.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<p>Tryggveson, who reigned in Norway <span class="smcap">a.d.</span> 995-1000, had ships which +were the wonder of the North. His largest war ship was the <i>Long +Serpent</i>, supposed to be of the size of a frigate of forty-five guns. In +a great sea-fight with the Kings of Denmark and Sweden, King Olaf +Tryggveson was conquered, and is said to have sprung overboard from the +famous <i>Long Serpent</i> into a watery grave.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Danville, Illinois</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>Here is a recipe that some little girl may like to try. Two +table-spoonfuls sugar; one table-spoonful butter; one +table-spoonful milk; one well-beaten egg; four atoms of cream of +tartar; two atoms of soda; flour enough to make a batter. You must +get cook or mamma to measure the atoms. This recipe will make four +little patty-pans of cake, and there will be some batter left to +thicken for cookies. I cut out the cookies with mamma's thimble.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Puss Hunter</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Washington, D. C.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>In our parlor there is a little mouse that has a hole in one corner +of the fire-place. Before I fed it it was quite tame, and would run +all about the room. I feed it now, and it only comes to get the +crumbs I put close by its hole. Can any one among your +correspondents tell me how to tame it?</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">E. L. M.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">East Haven, Connecticut</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I have a rabbit, kitten, parrot, dog, canary, and a pair of +chickens. I had a crow, but it died. I have a burying-ground for my +pets, and in it there is the poor crow, a dog, two bantams, and +seven canaries.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Susie D. B.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Buffalo, New York</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I want to tell you about my dog Joe. He is a setter. He does a +great many capers. He watches for the boy who brings the evening +paper, and takes it, and brings it up stairs to us. He plays +hide-and-seek with me, and sometimes I tie a rope to his collar, +and he draws me on my skates. How fast we do go! One day I hitched +him to a sled for the first time, and he did not know what to make +of it. He ran a little way, and then tipped me into a snow-bank, +and made for home.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">A. O. Thayer</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Barton, Maryland</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I had a pair of pet rabbits which I prized very much. Papa built a +hutch for them, and they enjoyed their home very much. I fed them +with clover, cabbage, and apples. Sometimes I gave them a dish of +sweet milk to drink. They were growing so nice; but we had an old +cat which I suppose thought if the rabbits were out of the way, she +would get all the milk herself. One morning I fed them, and forgot +to give Spiney her milk. (That was the old cat's name.) So she went +down to the hutch and watched them drink their milk. When they had +finished, they popped their little heads out between the bars. Old +Spiney sprang on them, and that was the last of my poor rabbits.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Maggie Bermingham</span> (10 years).</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p>Bertha A. F. saw the bluebirds at Sag Harbor, Long Island, on the day +before St. Valentine's, and on February 20 she picked willow "pussies." +O. T. Mason says he found the "pussies" in Medway, Massachusetts, as +early as January 18, but he neglected to report them.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p><span class="smcap">Leon M. F.</span>—If you dampen the skin under the feathers with +water, and sprinkle on it a little finely pulverized sulphur, your +pigeons will probably be relieved.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p><span class="smcap">Aggie R. H.</span>—Nourmahal, afterward called Nourjehan, or "Light +of the World," was the wife of Selim, son of Akbar, Mogul Emperor of +Hindostan. Selim succeeded his father in 1605, and was henceforth known +as Jehanghir, or "Conqueror of the World." In the early part of his +reign Selim was intemperate and cruel, but after his marriage with the +beautiful Nourmahal his conduct greatly improved. Her influence over her +husband was very great. He took no step without consulting her, and as +she was an extraordinary and accomplished woman, her advice was always +wise and judicious. Jehanghir died in 1627, and was succeeded by his son +Shah Jehan, who was the father of Aurungzebe, whose beautiful daughter, +Lalla Rookh, is the heroine of Moore's poem. The historical facts +concerning the beautiful Nourmahal are very meagre, but a few glimpses +into her life are given in the notes to the "Vale of Cashmere," the last +story in <i>Lalla Rookh</i>.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p><span class="smcap">W. Clarence.</span>—To make a kite, the sticks must first be tied +tightly and firmly together in the centre. A string is then put round +the outside. The end of each stick should be notched to hold the string +in place. The paper, which should be thin and tough, is now pasted on. A +tail of pieces of paper or cloth tied at intervals in a string must be +fastened at the bottom to balance the kite in the wind. The length of +the tail depends on the size of the kite.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p><span class="smcap">W. F. B.</span>—O. N. T. is simply a trade-mark, and stands for "our +new thread."</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p><span class="smcap">E. L. C.</span>—There are so many French magazines, it is difficult +to say which is the best. The <i>Revue des Deux Mondes</i> has a high +literary character. Jewett's Spiers's French-and-English Dictionary is +the best for ordinary use. Translating is not often remunerative.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p>"<span class="smcap">Patriotic Boys</span>."—Scholarships, subject to certain conditions, +can be obtained at nearly any college in the United States.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p><span class="smcap">Johnny P.</span>—The long-bow was the English national weapon in +early times. It was originally used by the Norse tribes, and was brought +into Western Europe by Rollo, first Duke of Normandy, a direct ancestor +of William the Conqueror. When the Normans invaded England they carried +the long-bow with them, and as the Saxons had no weapon so powerful, +they readily adopted it. The proper length of the long-bow, which was +made of yew or ash, was the height of the archer who used it. The +largest ones, however, were six feet long, and as the arrow was always +half the length of the bow, the longest arrows measured three feet, +which is just a cloth yard. They were therefore given the name of +"cloth-yard shaft." The arrows were made of oak, ash, or yew. They were +tipped with steel, and ornamented at the other end with three gray goose +feathers, from whence comes the name of "gray-goose shaft," usually +applied to those arrows which were shorter than the cloth yard measure. +The arrow or bolt of the cross-bow, or arbalast, was also tipped with +steel, and varied in length according to the size of the cross-bow.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p><span class="smcap">"Subscriber," New York.</span>—It is not easy to stop a canary from +moulting. The best way to treat it is to feed it with nothing but +rapeseed, and two or three times a week give it a slice of hard-boiled +egg. It should have plenty of fresh drinking water, in which you might +put every morning a few drops of "bird tonic," which can be purchased at +any bird store. Do not hang the cage in a very hot room.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p><span class="smcap">Kate Williamson.</span>—Your letter was very gratifying. Tell your +little friend Madeleine we would be glad to receive a French letter from +her.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p>Favors are received from Matthew Laflin, Clyde L. Kimball, Julia W., +Florence D., Nettie Denniston, Emma Barnwell, Harry Moore, J. M. +Brennan, Della L. G., George W. Herbert, C. L. C., S. Engle, Edward G., +A. H. Ellard, Mary Valentine, Julia Grace T., Katie C. Yorke, Franklin +J. Kaufman, Charles A. H., W. K. M., J. O. F., John L. Stillman, James +A. S., George L. Bannister, Elwyn A. S., Dannie C. Douglass, Hattie H., +Robert A. A., Herbert D. Stafford, Clarkie W. Lockwood, Dwight Ruggles.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p>Correct answers to puzzles are received from Anna and Charles O., Lulu +Pearce, S. G. Rosenbaum, L. Mahler, E. M. Devoe, C. W. Hanner, Harry +Austin, F. M. Richards, G. K. MacNaught, J. R. Glen, Addie Allen, +"Puss," James Smith, Peter Slane, John B. Whitlock, Gordon Shelby, +"Subscriber," Henry J. L., Mary, Sadie, E. Allen Cushing, Ernest B. +Allen, E., Jack Gladwin, Lena E. S., Harry L. A., Lillie V. S., Allen +N., Bertha A. F., G. C. Meyer, May Shepard, Clara B. C., Essie B.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3>No. 1.</h3> + +<h3>NUMERICAL CHARADE.</h3> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">I am composed of 14 letters.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My 9, 10, 7 is a tavern.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My 12, 9, 13, 14 is a heap.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My 6, 7, 8 is an insect.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My 11, 10, 14 is a unit.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My 1, 6, 4, 5 is to throw.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My 4, 2, 10, 3, 14, 8 is a short poem.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My whole is a city in Europe.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Chester B. F.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_247" id="Page_247">[Pg 247]</a></span></p> + +<h3>No. 2.</h3> + +<h3>DOUBLE ACROSTIC.</h3> + +<p class="center">A measure of quantity. A valediction. A public speaker. A Jewish +prophet. A well-known liquid. A nobleman. A town in Texas. Answer.—Two +famous painters.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Charles L. B.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3>No. 3.</h3> + +<h3>ENIGMA.</h3> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My first is in barn, but not in shed.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My second is in green, but not in red.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My third is in stone, but not in brick.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My fourth is in branch, but not in stick.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My fifth is in head, but not in feet.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My whole is something good to eat.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Mary</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3>No. 4.</h3> + +<h3>WORD SQUARE.</h3> + +<p class="center">First, not cold. Second, a surface. Third, true. Fourth, masculine.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><small>M. L.</small></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3>No. 5.</h3> + +<h3>NUMERICAL CHARADE.</h3> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">I am composed of 32 letters.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My 13, 22, 8, 12 is a wild animal.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My 9, 3, 21 is a tree.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My 19, 8, 9, 17 is not hard.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My 16, 3, 6 is what we all must do.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My 28, 14, 11 is what most all of us can do.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My 4, 23, 29, 2 is a number.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My 7, 20, 15 is a large body of water.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My 26, 27, 15, 16, 6, 21 is a school-book.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My 32, 24, 5, 10, 15, 12 is a ruler of a country.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My 1, 8, 18 is an adverb.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My 25, 15, 30, 31 is used for seasoning.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My whole is a proverb.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Mary E. N.</span> (9 years).</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3>No. 6.</h3> + +<h3>DIAMOND PUZZLE.</h3> + +<p class="center">A consonant. A tribe of Indians. A long-legged bird. A period of time. A +consonant.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">E. S. C. M.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3>ANSWERS TO PUZZLES IN NO. 16.</h3> + +<h3>No. 1.</h3> + +<p class="center">Charles Dickens</p> + +<h3>No. 2.</h3> + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" summary=""> +<tr><td align='left'>H</td><td align='left'>A</td><td align='left'>I</td><td align='left'>L</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>A</td><td align='left'>N</td><td align='left'>N</td><td align='left'>A</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>I</td><td align='left'>N</td><td align='left'>N</td><td align='left'>S</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>L</td><td align='left'>A</td><td align='left'>S</td><td align='left'>T</td></tr> +</table></div> + +<h3>No. 3.</h3> + +<p class="center">Bryant.</p> + +<h3>No. 4.</h3> + +<p class="center">Bonaparte.</p> + +<h3>No. 5.</h3> + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" width="10%" summary=""> +<tr><td align='left'>B</td><td align='center'>el</td><td align='right'>L</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>E</td><td align='center'>br</td><td align='right'>O</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>R</td><td align='center'>etur</td><td align='right'>N</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>L</td><td align='center'>ea</td><td align='right'>D</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>I</td><td align='center'>ndig</td><td align='right'>O</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>N</td><td align='center'>u</td><td align='right'>N</td></tr> +</table></div> + +<p class="center">Berlin, London.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3>BROKEN RHYMES.</h3> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 29em;">Scold, cold, old.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 29em;">Skate, Kate, ate.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 29em;">Brink, rink, ink.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 29em;">Trice, rice, ice.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 29em;">Crash, rash, ash.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 29em;">Sledge, ledge, edge.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>ADVERTISEMENTS.</h2> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE.</h2> + +<p><span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span> will be issued every Tuesday, and may be had at +the following rates—<i>payable in advance, postage free</i>:</p> + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" summary=""> +<tr><td align='left'><span class="smcap">Single Copies</span></td><td align='right'>$0.04</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><span class="smcap">One Subscription</span>, <i>one year</i></td><td align='right'>1.50</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><span class="smcap">Five Subscriptions</span>, <i>one year</i></td><td align='right'>7.00</td></tr> +</table></div> + +<p>Subscriptions may begin with any Number. When no time is specified, it +will be understood that the subscriber desires to commence with the +Number issued after the receipt of order.</p> + +<p>Remittances should be made by POST-OFFICE MONEY ORDER or DRAFT, to avoid +risk of loss.</p> + +<h3>ADVERTISING.</h3> + +<p>The extent and character of the circulation of <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span> +will render it a first-class medium for advertising. A limited number of +approved advertisements will be inserted on two inside pages at 75 cents +per line.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Address</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 30em;">HARPER & BROTHERS,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 35em;">Franklin Square, N. Y.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h1>CANDY</h1> + +<p>Send one, two, three, or five dollars for a sample box, by express, of +the best Candies in America, put up elegantly and strictly pure. Refers +to all Chicago. Address</p> + +<h3>C. F. GUNTHER,</h3> + +<h4>Confectioner,</h4> + +<h4>78 MADISON STREET, CHICAGO.</h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p>"<b>SWEET LITTLE CHERUB</b>," "Kiss and make it up," "Bees in the Clover," 35c. +each. Dodworth's "New Knickerbocker," with vocal parts, 40c.; Dodworth's +"New Court" Quadrille, 50c.</p> + +<h3>FREDERICK BLUME, 861 Broadway.</h3> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>The Child's Book of Nature.</h2> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>The Child's Book of Nature, for the Use of Families and Schools: +intended to aid Mothers and Teachers in Training Children in the +Observation of Nature. In Three Parts. Part I. Plants. Part II. +Animals. Part III. Air, Water, Heat, Light, &c. By <span class="smcap">Worthington +Hooker</span>, M.D. Illustrated. The Three Parts complete in One Volume, +Small 4to, Half Leather, $1.31; or, separately, in Cloth, Part I., +53 cents; Part II., 56 cents; Part III., 56 cents.</p></div> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<p>A beautiful and useful work. It presents a general survey of the kingdom +of nature in a manner adapted to attract the attention of the child, and +at the same time to furnish him with accurate and important scientific +information. While the work is well suited as a class-book for schools, +its fresh and simple style cannot fail to render it a great favorite for +family reading.</p> + +<p>The Three Parts of this book can be had in separate volumes by those who +desire it. This will be advisable when the book is to be used in +teaching quite young children, especially in schools.</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<h3>Published by HARPER & BROTHERS, New York.</h3> + +<h4>☞ <i>Sent by mail, postage prepaid, to any part of the +United States, on receipt of the price.</i></h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>CHILDREN'S</h2> + +<h2>PICTURE-BOOKS.</h2> + +<p class="center">Square 4to, about 300 pages each, beautifully printed on Tinted Paper, +embellished with many Illustrations, bound in Cloth, $1.50 per volume.</p> + +<h3>The Children's Picture-Book of Sagacity of Animals.</h3> + +<p class="center">With Sixty Illustrations by <span class="smcap">Harrison Weir</span>.</p> + +<h3>The Children's Bible Picture-Book.</h3> + +<p class="center">With Eighty Illustrations, from Designs by <span class="smcap">Steinle</span>, <span class="smcap">Overbeck</span>, <span class="smcap">Veit</span>, +<span class="smcap">Schnorr</span>, &c.</p> + +<h3>The Children's Picture Fable-Book.</h3> + +<p class="center">Containing One Hundred and Sixty Fables. With Sixty Illustrations +by <span class="smcap">Harrison Weir</span>.</p> + +<h3>The Children's Picture-Book of Birds.</h3> + +<p class="center">With Sixty-one Illustrations by <span class="smcap">W. Harvey</span>.</p> + +<h3>The Children's Picture-Book of Quadrupeds and other Mammalia.</h3> + +<p class="center">With Sixty-one Illustrations by <span class="smcap">W. Harvey</span>.</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<h3>Published by HARPER & BROTHERS, New York.</h3> + +<h4>☞ <i>Sent by mail, postage prepaid, to any part of the +United States, on receipt of the price.</i></h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>BOOKS FOR YOUNG MEN.</h2> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<h3>Character.</h3> + +<p class="center">Character. By <span class="smcap">Samuel Smiles</span>. 12mo, Cloth, $1.00.</p> + +<p>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.—<i>Examiner</i>, London.</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<h3>Self-Help.</h3> + +<p class="center">Self-Help; with Illustrations of Character, Conduct, and +Perseverance. By <span class="smcap">Samuel Smiles</span>. New Edition, Revised and Enlarged. +12mo, Cloth, $1.00.</p> + +<p>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.—<i>N. Y. World.</i></p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<h3>Thrift.</h3> + +<p class="center">Thrift. By <span class="smcap">Samuel Smiles</span>. 12mo, Cloth, $1.00.</p> + +<p>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.—<i>Christian Intelligencer</i>, N. Y.</p> + +<p>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.—<i>N. Y. World.</i></p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<h3>Published by HARPER & BROTHERS, New York.</h3> + +<h4>☞ <i>Sent by mail, postage prepaid to any part of the United +States, on receipt of the price.</i></h4> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_248" id="Page_248">[Pg 248]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 394px;"><a name="THE_DARWINOGRAM" id="THE_DARWINOGRAM"></a> +<img src="images/ill_013.jpg" width="394" height="500" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<h2>THE DARWINOGRAM.</h2> + +<p>The object of this game is to discover from what prehistoric animal you +are descended. You select any one of the numbers, and follow the line to +which it belongs with the point of a pencil to the other end, and there +you will find your original ancestor, according to the theory of Mr. +Darwin. It may prove to be a butterfly, or it may prove to be a goose.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"><a name="THE_LITTLE_SPANISH_DANCER" id="THE_LITTLE_SPANISH_DANCER"></a> +<img src="images/ill_014.jpg" width="500" height="403" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<h2>THE LITTLE SPANISH DANCER.</h2> + +<p>This lively little fellow is very easily made. Take an old kid glove and +cut off the fingers—this is for the foundation. Upon it you may sew any +bits of bright silk or cloth you like to look like a jacket, and hide +the doubled-up fingers. Make two little mittens, and two little socks +with stuffed toes, remembering to stuff one sock higher than the other, +as your forefinger is shorter than your middle finger, and you want your +dancer to have both legs the same size. After dressing up your hand to +your satisfaction, paint on the back of the wrist a face with +water-colors, mixing a little gum with them if they will not "lay," and +the little Spaniard is ready to dance as long as it pleases you.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="CHARADE" id="CHARADE"></a>CHARADE.</h2> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My whole most mischievous appears;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Yet, if I you offend,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Cut off my first, and swiftly will</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">You bring me to my end.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Freed from my last, I'm gayly off,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Yet would you me detain;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Cut off my last, and, lo! for time</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Without end I'll remain.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My first the teamster names his nag</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">That helps to draw the load,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">As toward my last their journey tends</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Along the country road.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">When, eagerly, we are my first,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">My last to then pursue,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">We're anxious most to shun my whole,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">While yet my whole we do.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figleft" style="width: 498px;"> +<img src="images/ill_015.jpg" width="498" height="500" alt="Interested Old Gent. "Ha! ha! he'll miss!"" title="" /> +<span class="caption"><span class="smcap">Interested Old Gent</span>. "Ha! ha! he'll miss!"</span> +</div> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 500px;"> +<img src="images/ill_016.jpg" width="500" height="494" alt="Disgusted Old Gent. "Oh! oh! he has hit!"" title="" /> +<span class="caption"><span class="smcap">Disgusted Old Gent</span>. "Oh! oh! he has hit!"</span> +</div> + +<h4>SPRING SPORTS—TWO EPISODES OF "TOP-TIME."</h4> + + + + + + + + +<pre> + + + + + +End of Project Gutenberg's Harper's Young People, March 9, 1880, by Various + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, MAR 9, 1880 *** + +***** This file should be named 28404-h.htm or 28404-h.zip ***** +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: + https://www.gutenberg.org/2/8/4/0/28404/ + +Produced by Annie McGuire + +Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions +will be renamed. + +Creating the works from public domain print editions means that no +one owns a United States copyright in these works, so the Foundation +(and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United States without +permission and without paying copyright royalties. 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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: Harper's Young People, March 9, 1880 + An Illustrated Weekly + +Author: Various + +Release Date: March 25, 2009 [EBook #28404] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ASCII + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, MAR 9, 1880 *** + + + + +Produced by Annie McGuire + + + + + + + + +[Illustration: HARPER'S + +YOUNG PEOPLE + +AN ILLUSTRATED WEEKLY.] + + + * * * * * + +VOL. I.--NO. 19. PUBLISHED BY HARPER & BROTHERS, NEW YORK. PRICE FOUR +CENTS. + +Tuesday, March 9, 1880. Copyright, 1880, by HARPER & BROTHERS. $1.50 per +Year, in Advance. + + * * * * * + + + + +[Illustration] + +ACROSS THE OCEAN; OR, A BOY'S FIRST VOYAGE. + +A True Story. + +BY + +J. O. DAVIDSON. + + +CHAPTER I. + +THE FIRST NIGHT AT SEA. + + P.M. steam-ship _Arizona_ sails this day at 4.30 P.M. for China + and the East, _via_ Suez Canal. Freight received until 4 P.M. Hands + wanted. + +"I guess that's what I want," muttered a boy, who was comparing the +printed slip in his hand with the above notice, conspicuously displayed +from the yard of a huge ocean steamer alongside one of the North River +piers at New York. + +Not a very heroic figure, certainly, this young volunteer in the battle +of life: tired, seemingly, by the way in which he dragged his feet; +cold, evidently, for he shivered every now and then, well wrapped up as +he was; hungry, probably, for he had looked very wistfully around him as +he passed through the busy, well-lighted market, where many a merry +group were laughing and joking over their purchase of the morrow's +Christmas dinner. But with all this, there was something in his firm +mouth and clear bright eye which showed that, as the Western farmer +said, on seeing Washington's portrait, "You wouldn't git that man to +leave 'fore he's ready." + +Picking up the bag and bundle which he had laid down for a moment, our +hero entered the wharf house. + +"Clear the way there!" + +"Look out ahead!" + +"Stand o' one side, will yer?" + +"Now, sir, hurry up--boat's jist a-goin!" + +"Arrah, now, kape yer umbrelly out o' me ribs, can't ye? Sure I'm not +fat enough for the spit _yet_!' + +"Hallo, bub! it's death by the law to walk into the river without a +license. Guess you want to keep farther off the edge o' the pier." + +The boy's head seemed to reel with his sudden plunge into all this +bustle and uproar, to which even that of the crowded streets outside was +as nothing. Men were rushing hither and thither, as if their lives +depended on it, with tools, coils of rope, bundles of clothing, and +trucks of belated freight. Dockmen, sailors, stevedores, porters, +hackmen, outward-bound passengers, and visitors coming ashore again +after taking leave of their friends, jostled each other; and all this, +seen under the fitful lamp-light, with the great black waste of the +shadowy river behind it, seemed like the whirl of a troubled dream. + +And the farther he went, the more did the confusion increase. Here stood +a portly gray-beard shouting and storming over the loss of his purse, +which he presently found safe in his inner pocket; there a timid old +lady in spectacles was vainly screaming after a burly porter who was +carrying off her trunk in the wrong direction; an unlucky dog, trodden +on in the press, was yelling; and an enormously fat man, having in his +hurry jammed his carpet-bag between two other men even fatter than +himself, was roaring to them to move aside, while they in their turn +were asking fiercely what he meant by "pushing in where he wasn't +wanted." + +Suddenly the clang of a bell pierced this Babel of mingled noises, while +a hoarse voice shouted, "All aboard that's going! landsmen ashore!" + +The boy sprang forward, flew across the gang-plank just as it began to +move, and leaped on deck with such energy as to run his head full butt +into the chest of a passing sailor, nearly knocking him down. + +"Now, then, where are yer a-shovin' to?" growled the aggrieved tar, in +gruff English accents. "If yer thinks yer 'ead was only made to ram into +other folks' insides, it's my b'lief yer ought to ha' been born a +cannon-ball." + +But the lad had flown past, and darting through a hatchway, reached the +upper deck, where a group of sailors were gathered round a cannon. On +its breech an officer had spread a paper, which a big good-natured +Connaught man was awkwardly endeavoring to sign. After several +floundering attempts with his huge hairy right hand, he suddenly shifted +the pen to his left. + +"Are you left-handed, my man?" asked the officer. + +"Faith, my mother used to say I was whiniver she gev me annything to +do," answered Paddy, with a grin; "but this _is_ my right hand, properly +spaking, ounly it's got on the left side by mistake. 'Twas my ould uncle +Dan (rest his sowl!) taught me that thrick. 'Dinnis, me bhoy,' he'd be +always sayin', 'ye should aiven l'arn to clip yer finger-nails wid the +left hand, _for fear ye'd some day lose the right_.'" + +This "bull" drew a shout of laughter from all who heard it, and the +officer, turning his head to conceal a smile, caught sight of our hero. + +"Hallo! another landsman! Boatswain, hold that gang-plank a moment, or +we'll be taking this youngster to sea with us." + +"That's just what I want," cried the boy, vehemently. "_Will_ you take +me, sir?" + +"Run away from home, of course," muttered the officer. "That's what +comes of reading _Robinson Crusoe_--they all do it. Well, my lad, as I +see it's too late to put you ashore now, what do you want to ship as? +Ever at sea before?" + +"No, sir; but I'll take any place you like to give me." + +"Sign here, then." + +And down went the name of "Frank Austin," under the printed heading of +"Working Passenger." The officer went off with the paper, the sailors +dispersed, and Frank was left alone. + +Gradually the countless lights of New York, Brooklyn, and Jersey City +sank behind, as the vessel neared the great gulf of darkness beyond the +Narrows. Tompkins Light, Fort Lafayette, Sandy Hook, slipped by one by +one. The bar was crossed, the light-ship passed, and now no sound broke +the dreary silence but the rush of the steamer through the dark waters, +with the "Highland Lights" watching her like two steadfast eyes. + +Of what was the lonely boy thinking as he stood there on the threshold +of his first voyage? Did he picture to himself, swimming, through a hail +of Dutch and English cannon-shot with the dispatch that turned the +battle, the round black head of a little cabin-boy who was one day to be +Admiral Sir Cloudesley Shovel? Did he see a vast dreary ice-field +outspread beneath the cold blue arctic sky, and midway across it the +huge ungainly figure of a polar bear, held at bay with the butt of an +empty musket by a young middy whose name was Horatio Nelson? Was it the +low sandy shores of Egypt that he saw, reddened by the flames of a huge +three-decker, aboard of which the boy Casabianca + + "stood on the burning deck, + Whence all but him had fled"? + +Or were his visions of an English "reefer" being thrashed on his own +ship by a young American prisoner, who was thereafter to write his name +in history as "Salamander" Farragut? Far from it. Frank's thoughts were +busy with the home he had left; and amid the cold and darkness, its cozy +fireside and bright circle of happy faces rose before him more +distinctly than ever. + +"Wonder if they've missed me yet? The boys'll be going out to the +coasting hill presently to shout for me: and sister Kate (dear little +pet!), she'll be wondering why brother Frankie don't come back to finish +her sled as he promised. And what distress they'll all be in till they +get my first letter! and--" + +"Hallo, youngster! skulking already! Come out o' that, and go for'ard, +where you belong." + +"I didn't mean to skulk, sir," said Frank, startled from his day-dream +by this rough salutation. + +"What? answering back, are ye? None o' yer slack. Go for'ard and get to +work--smart, now!" + +Frank obeyed, wondering whether this could really be the pleasant +officer of a few hours before. Down in the dark depths below him figures +were flitting about under the dim lamp-light, sorting cargo and "setting +things straight," as well as the rolling of the ship would let them; and +our hero, wishing to be of some use, volunteered to help a grimy fireman +in rolling up a hose-pipe. + +But he soon repented his zeal. The hard casing bruised his unaccustomed +hands terribly, and it really seemed as if the work would never end. It +ended, however, too soon for him; for the pipe suddenly parted at the +joint, and splash came a jet of ice-cold water in poor Frank's face, +drenching him from head to foot, and nearly knocking the breath out of +his body. + +"Why didn't you let go, then?" growled the ungrateful fireman, coolly +disappearing through a dark doorway, hose and all, while Frank, wet and +shivering, crawled away to the engine-room. Its warmth and brightness +tempted him to enter and sit down in a corner; but he was hardly settled +there when a man in a glazed cap roughly ordered him out again. + +Off went the unlucky boy once more, with certain thoughts of his own as +to the "pleasures" of a sea life, which made Gulliver and Sindbad the +Sailor appear not quite so reliable as before. He dived into the +"tween-decks" and sank down on a coil of rope, fairly tired out. But in +another moment he was stirred up again by a hearty shake, and the gleam +of a lantern in his eyes, while a hoarse though not unkindly voice said, +"Come, lad, you're only in the way here; go below and turn in." + +Frank could not help thinking that it was time to turn in, after being +so often turned out. Down he went, and found himself in a close, +ill-lighted, stifling place (where hardly anything could be seen, and a +great deal too much smelled) lined with what seemed like monster chests +of drawers, with a man in each drawer, while others were swinging in +their hammocks. He crept into one of the bare wooden bunks, drew the +musty blanket over him, and, taking his bundle for a pillow, was asleep +in a moment, despite the loud snoring of some of his companions, and the +half-tipsy shouting and quarrelling of the rest. + +[TO BE CONTINUED.] + + + + +A FAIRY FLIGHT. + +BY ROSE TERRY COOKE. + + + A fairy lived in a lily bell-- + Ring, sing, columbine! + In frosts she stole a wood-snail's shell, + Till soft the sun should shine; + And spring-time comes again, my dear, + And spring-time comes again, + With rattling showers, and wakened flowers, + And bristling blades of grain. + + And, oh! the lily bell was sweet-- + Ring, swing, columbine! + But the snail shell pinched her little feet, + And suns were slow to shine. + It's long till spring-time comes, my dear, + Till spring-time comes again: + The year delays its smiling days, + And snow-drifts heap the plain. + + The fairy caught a butterfly-- + Swing, cling, columbine! + The last that dared to float and fly + When pale the sun did shine; + For spring is slow to come, my dear, + Is slow to come again, + And far away doth summer play, + Beyond the roaring main. + + She mounted on her painted steed-- + Ring, cling, columbine! + And well he served that fairy's need, + And hot the sun did shine. + The spring she followed fast, my dear, + She followed it amain; + Where blossoms throng the whole year long + She found the spring again. + + Oh, fairy sweet! come back once more-- + Ring, swing, columbine! + When grass is green on hill and shore, + And summer sunbeams shine. + What if the spring is late, my dear, + And comes with dropping rain? + When roses blow and rivers flow, + Come back to us again. + + + + +ANIMALS THAT LOVE MUSIC. + + +Music affects animals differently. Some rejoice, and are evidently happy +when listening to it, while others show unmistakable dislike to the +sound. + +For some years my father lived in an old Hall in the neighborhood of one +of our large towns, and there I saw the influence of music upon many +animals. There was a beautiful horse, the pride and delight of us all, +and like many others, he disliked being caught. One very hot summer day +I was sitting at work in the garden, when old Willy the gardener +appeared, streaming with perspiration. + +"What is the matter, Willy?" + +"Matter enough, miss. There's that Robert, the uncanny beast; he won't +be caught, all I can do or say. I've give him corn, and one of the best +pears off the tree; but he's too deep for me--he snatched the pear, +kicked up his heels, and off he is, laughing at me, at the bottom of the +meadow." + +"Well, Willy, what can I do? He won't let me catch him, you know." + +"Ay, but, miss, if you will only just go in and begin a toon on the +peanner, cook says he will come up to the fence and hearken to you, for +he is always a-doing that; and maybe I can slip behind and cotch him." + +I went in at once, not expecting my stratagem to succeed. But in a few +minutes the saucy creature was standing quietly listening while I played +"Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled." The halter was soon round his neck, +and he went away to be harnessed, quite happy and contented. + +There was a great peculiarity about his taste for music. He never would +stay to listen to a plaintive song. I soon observed this. If I played +"Scots, wha hae," he would listen, well pleased. If I changed the +measure and expression, playing the same air plaintively, he would toss +his head and walk away, as if to say, "That is not my sort of music." +Changing to something martial, he would return and listen to me. + +In this respect he entirely differed from a beautiful cow we had. She +had an awful temper. She never would go with the other cows at +milking-time. She liked the cook, and, when not too busy, cook would +manage Miss Nancy. When the cook milked her, it was always close to the +fence, near the drawing-room. If I were playing, she would stand +perfectly still, yielding her milk without any trouble, and would remain +until I ceased. As long as I played plaintive music--the "Land o' the +Leal," "Home, Sweet Home," "Robin Adair," any sweet, tender air--she +seemed entranced. I have tried her, and changed to martial music, +whereupon she invariably walked away. + + + + +HOW MANY WORLDS? + + +"Professor," asked May, "are there more worlds with people on them like +this one of ours?" + +"That is a hard question," said he. "For many ages it was believed that +there could be _only one_. More recently, when astronomers learned by +the aid of their telescopes the countless number of the heavenly bodies, +it began to be doubted whether such an immense creation could be +destitute of intelligent creatures like man; and it was argued that most +likely the Almighty had supplied the heavenly bodies with inhabitants, +but had for some good reason thought best not to reveal the fact to us, +perhaps because our attention might be too much drawn away from the +truths that He wished us particularly to remember. At last, however, men +of science, continuing their researches, seem to be settling back in the +first opinion." + +"Why is that?" asked Joe. + +"Because they find reasons for thinking that our earth has had human +beings on it only a very little while in comparison with its own +existence. And if this world was millions of years without man, then, of +course, any or all the heavenly bodies may still be without any such +creature on them." + +"Is there no better reason than that?" asked Joe. + +"Yes, there is considerable evidence that the bodies nearest to us can +not be inhabited by any creatures at all like man. On the moon, for +instance, there is no air to breathe and no water to drink. And without +air and water there can be no grass, trees, or plants of any kind, and +no food for any animal. And besides starving, all creatures that we know +of would immediately freeze to death; for the moon is excessively cold. +The nights are about thirty times as long as ours, and allow each +portion of its surface to get so cold that nothing could live." + +"How did the moon get so cold?" asked Joe. "What became of the heat?" + +"It went off into the surrounding space, which is all very cold. Empty +space does not get warmed by the sun, whose heat seems chiefly to lodge +in solid bodies and dense fluids." + +"But some of the planets are larger than the moon, are they not?" asked +Joe. + +[Illustration] + +"Yes, Jupiter, for instance, is very much larger than the moon and the +earth; and Professor Proctor tells us it will take Jupiter millions of +years to become as cool as the earth, while the moon was as cool as the +earth millions of years ago. Here is a picture of the planet; but its +surface is changing so constantly, that it seldom appears the same on +two nights in succession. Jupiter at present is wrapped in enormous +volumes of thin cloud that rises up from a melted and boiling mass in +the centre. Professor Newcomb supposes that there is only a +comparatively small core of liquid, the greater part of the planet being +made up of seething vapor. So you see it would be about as difficult to +live on Jupiter as in a steam-boiler, or a caldron of molten lead. Since +last summer a great red spot has been noticed on the surface of the +planet, which has attracted much attention. Some think it is an immense +opening, large enough for our earth to be dropped through." + +"Are the other planets such dreadful places?" asked May. + +"Saturn seems to be in about the same condition as Jupiter. Mars is +thought to be solid, and to have land, water, and air. It has also two +brilliant white spots on opposite sides, which are supposed to be vast +fields of ice and snow. But the water seems to be disappearing; and the +time when the planet could be inhabited is thought to be long gone by." + +"Where does the water go?" asked Joe. + +"Probably it sinks into the cracks or fissures which form in the crust +of the planet when it begins to shrivel up with the cold." + +"Then it must be like a great frozen grave-yard," said May. "But is +there no other planet that is pleasanter to think about?" + +"The one that seems on the whole to be most like our own is Venus, and +so Professor Proctor calls it our sister planet. It is so close to the +sun that it is hidden most of the time, being only seen for a while +before sunrise, and at other times a while after sunset. In the one case +it is called the morning, and in the other the evening star. Also there +is Mercury, still nearer the sun, and hidden almost all the time." + +"Then," said May, "there seems to be no way of knowing anything about +there being people like us in other worlds; and the more we look into +it, the more uncertain we become." + +"That is about the way the case stands," said the Professor. "But if +science continues to make as rapid progress as it has lately done, we +may hope that it will yet throw more light on the question." + +"How many planets are there?" asked Joe. + +"Until quite recent times there were supposed to be only the five we +have mentioned. Since the beginning of the present century about two +hundred little planets, called asteroids, have been discovered between +the orbits, or paths, of Mars and Jupiter. Then there are Uranus and +Neptune, very far off from the sun and from us, so much so that the +latter was mistaken for a fixed star." + +"Professor," said May, "you mentioned the moon as being near to us. Can +you explain to us how its distance is measured, so that we can +understand it?" + +"And then, Professor," said Jack, "I would like to know what _parallax_ +means." + +"There," said Gus, "is another big word of Jack's--pallylacks, +knickknacks, gimcracks, slapjacks!" + +"Hush, you goose." + +[Illustration] + +"I think," said the Professor, "I can answer May's and Jack's questions +both at once, as they are very closely connected. Suppose that at night, +when you look down the street, you see two gas lamps, one much farther +off than the other. Then if you go across the street, the nearer lamp +will seem to move in the opposite way from what you did. Thus, in the +diagram, when you are at A, the nearer lamp is on the right of the +other, and when you go over to B and look at it, it is on the left. This +change in direction is called _parallax_. Now we can imagine the nearer +one of the lights to be the moon, and that an observatory, or tower with +a telescope in it, is located at A, from which the direction of the moon +is carefully noted at six o'clock in the morning. Then by six in the +evening the earth, spinning round on its axis, will have carried the +observatory about 8000 miles away from A, and placed it at, say, B. If +the moon's direction be again noted, it is very easy to calculate her +distance by a branch of mathematics called trigonometry, which Jack, I +have no doubt, has already studied." + + + + +[Illustration: THAT NAUGHTY, NAUGHTY BOY. + +"Gimee more pie-ee!"] + + + + +A FOUR-FOOTED MESSENGER + + +Just after the raising of the siege of Fort Stanwix, in the Mohawk +Valley, the neighborhood continued to be infested with prowling bands of +Indians. + +Captain Gregg and a companion were out shooting one day, and were just +preparing to return to the fort, when two shots were fired in quick +succession, and Gregg saw his comrade fall, while he himself felt a +wound in his side which so weakened him that he speedily fell. + +Two Indians at the same time sprang out of the bushes, and rushed toward +him. Gregg saw that his only hope was to feign death, and succeeded in +lying perfectly still while the Indians tore off his scalp. + +As soon as they had gone, he endeavored to reach his companion, but had +no sooner got to his feet than he fell again. A second effort succeeded +no better, but the third time he managed to reach the spot where his +comrade lay, only to find him lifeless. He rested his head upon the +bloody body, and the position afforded him some relief. + +But the comfort of this position was destroyed by a small dog, which had +accompanied him on his expedition, manifesting his sympathy by whining, +yelping, and leaping around his master. He endeavored to force him away, +but his efforts were in vain until he exclaimed, "If you wish so much to +help me, go and call some one to my relief." + +To his surprise, the animal immediately bounded off at his utmost speed. + +He made his way to where three men were fishing, a mile from the scene +of the tragedy, and as he came up to them began to whine and cry, and +endeavored, by bounding into the woods and returning again and again, to +induce them to follow him. + +These actions of the dog convinced the men that there was some unusual +cause, and they resolved to follow him. + +They proceeded for some distance, but finding nothing, and darkness +setting in, they became alarmed, and started to return. The dog now +became almost frantic, and catching hold of their coats with his teeth, +strove to force them to follow him. + +The men were astonished at this pertinacity, and finally concluded to go +with him a little further, and presently came to where Gregg was lying, +still alive. They buried his companion, and carried the captain to the +fort. Strange as it may seem, the wounds of Gregg, severe as they were, +healed in time, and he recovered his perfect health. + + + + +[Illustration: SHINNY ON THE ICE.] + + + + +WILL'S BELGIAN NIGHT. + +BY MATTHEW WHITE, JUN. + + +"Just like so many sheep!" + +This was Will Brooks's exclamation, as he waited, with his elder brother +Charlie, at the Northern Railroad station, in Paris. And truth to tell, +the passengers were driven about and distributed somewhat after the +manner of flocks, for, having purchased their tickets, they were obliged +to pass along a corridor, opening into which were medium-sized +waiting-rooms, separated from one another only by low partitions, and +labelled, so to speak, as first, second, and third class. Here they were +compelled to wait until five or ten minutes before the train was to +leave, during which interval everybody endeavored to obtain the place +nearest the door, so as to be sure of a choice of seats in the cars. +Will and his brother had succeeded in getting pretty near the knob, +where they were nearly suffocated with bad air, and much bruised by the +satchels and umbrellas of their fellow-travellers. + +"Now, Will, be ready," said Charlie, as a man was seen to approach with +a key in his hand. + +"All right; America to the front!" returned his patriotic brother; and +at the same moment the doors were flung open, and in his nasal French +tones the guard sang out, "Pour Liege, Aix-la-Chapelle, et Cologne!" + +With a rush as of the sudden breaking away of a long pent-up mountain +stream, the crowds surged forth from their "pens," and ran frantically +up and down the long platform in search of the carriages for which they +were respectively booked. The first-class compartment which Will and his +brother had selected was speedily occupied by the six others required to +fill it, their companions consisting of a gentleman and his wife, an old +lady and a little boy, and two young men, evidently all French. +Everybody had got nicely settled, the luggage was arranged in the racks +overhead, and the train was just about to start, when a lady mounted to +the doorway, with a little girl in one hand, and a bag, basket, and +umbrella in the other. With a great volume of French she endeavored to +thrust the child into the compartment, but was forced to desist from the +attempt in deference to the remonstrances of the majority of those who +already occupied it. + +"C'est complet! c'est complet!" was the cry, and in the midst of the +confusion the guard approached to close the doors preparatory to +starting. To him the distressed lady appealed in behalf of her +offspring, for whom, she declared, there was no room in any of the +carriages, and further stated that she herself was obliged to remain +with her youngest, who was at present in charge of her next to the +youngest in another car. The guard was finally obliged to settle matters +by delaying the train, and adding thereto another carriage. + +The conversation incidental to the foregoing episode had been +interpreted to Will by his brother, whose French had been polished up +considerably during his three weeks' stay in Paris. He and Will were +over for an autumn tour in Europe, and having "done" the British Isles +and the capital of France, they were now on their way to Germany. + +Will had enjoyed his trip thus far immensely, even though he knew no +modern language but his American English, and he now looked forward to +seeing the wonders of the father-land with all the bright anticipations +of fourteen. + +"What's that for, I wonder?" he suddenly exclaimed, catching sight of a +small triangular piece of looking-glass set in the upholstery at the +back of the front seat of the compartment. "Read what it says +underneath, Charlie;" which the latter accordingly did, reporting that +it was a device for calling the guard in cases of emergency, the way of +doing so being to break the glass and pull a cord which would be +discovered in the recess thus exposed, which cord communicated with the +engine. But if the glass be broken, the notice went on to state, without +sufficient cause, a heavy fine would be imposed on the offender. + +"But suppose I couldn't read French, as indeed I can't," surmised Will, +"and were in here alone--that is, alone in company with a crazy man who +was about to murder me--how could I ever imagine that by smashing that +bit of glass I might stop the train, and so be rescued? Besides--" + +"Nonsense!" interrupted his brother. "Don't you see the directions are +repeated both in English and German underneath?" and Will looked and +saw, and immediately turned his attention out of the window, leaving +Charlie to peruse his French newspaper in peace. + +There was, however, not much of interest to observe in the somewhat +barren-looking country through which the railroad ran; and voting France +(Paris excepted) a very slow place indeed, Will buried himself for the +rest of the afternoon in a boy's book of travels. Nevertheless, the +journey proved a very tedious one, and after stopping for dinner at six, +the two brothers endeavored to bridge over the remaining hours with +sleep. + +"Verviers!" shouted out by the guard, was the sound that caused them +both to awake with a start. The train had stopped, and all the +passengers were preparing to "descend," as the French have it. + +"Now, Will," said Charlie, sleepily, trying to read his guide-book by +the light of the flickering lamp in the roof of the compartment, "this +is the Belgian custom-house; but all trunks registered through to +Cologne, as ours is, they allow to pass unopened; but it seems that +everybody is required to get out and offer their satchels to the +officers for examination; but, as we've only one between us, there's no +use in our both rousing up, so you just take this, and follow the +crowd." + +"All right," responded Will, now thoroughly wide-awake; "then I can say +I've been in Belgium;" and snatching the small hand-bag from the rack, +he hurried off, leaving his brother to continue his nap. + +"Wonder which room it is?" surmised Will, for the platform was deserted, +and there were four waiting-apartments opening out on it. It did not +take him long, however, to discover the proper one for him to enter, and +he was soon among the jostling crowd that surrounded the low counter, +behind which were the customs officials, who sometimes opened a bag and +glanced over the contents, and then hastily marked on it with a piece of +chalk, but oftener simply chalked it without examining anything +whatever, which latter harmless operation was all to which Will's +effects were subjected. + +Rejoiced at getting through so easily, he turned to hasten out to the +cars again, but the door by which he had entered was now closed, and +guarded by a gendarme. From the gestures the latter made when he +attempted to pass him, Will understood that he was to go out by another +exit into an adjoining waiting-room, where he found most of the other +passengers assembled in the true flock-of-sheep style; but while he was +wondering where he might be driven to next, he saw through the window +the train, containing his brother, his ticket, and his power of speech, +whirl suddenly away into the darkness, and disappear. + +"Hallo here! let me out!" cried Will, rushing up to the officer +stationed at the door. "I'm going to Cologne on those cars, don't you +understand?" + +But the man evidently did not understand, for he shook his head in a +most stupid fashion, at the same time feeling for his sword, as though +afraid "le jeune Americain" were going to brush past him with the energy +characteristic of the nation. + +Seeing that it was now too late for him to catch the already vanished +train, even if he should succeed in gaining the tracks, Will gave up the +attempt, and resigned himself to his fate. + +"But why are not the other passengers in as great a state of anxiety as +I am?" he thought, as he looked around at his sleepy fellow-travellers, +who had disposed themselves about the room in various attitudes of +weariness and patience. "Perhaps, though, they're not going to Cologne; +very likely they're all bound for some place in Belgium here, on another +road. And now what's to become of me, a green American, with no French +at my tongue's end but 'oui' and 'parlez-vous,' not a sign of a ticket, +and with but six francs in my purse? Oh, Charlie, why did you send me +out with this bag?" and Will paced nervously up and down the +waiting-room, trying to think of a way out of his predicament. Suddenly +a happy idea struck him. + +"I'll go out by the door that opens into the town, and walk along till I +come to the end of the station building, and then perhaps I can make my +way around to the inside, and so see if the train really has gone off +for good. Very likely it was only switched off, and will soon back down +again." + +Putting this plan into execution, Will was soon out in the streets of +the queer Belgian city, wandering along in the darkness, striving to +find the end of the depot, and then of a high board fence, which latter +seemed to be interminable. At length, however, he reached an open space, +and was about to leap across a telegraphic arrangement that ran beside +the tracks, when one of the inevitable gens-d'armes sprang up from +somewhere behind, and gave Will to understand that he was not allowed to +put himself in the way of being killed by an engine. + +Poor boy, he was now completely bewildered, and wished with all his +might that he had studied French instead of Latin. As it was, he +screamed out, "Cologne! Cologne!" with an energy born of desperation, +and the officer, faintly comprehending his meaning, at last muttered a +quick reply in his unknown tongue, and hurried Will off back to the +depot with an alacrity that caused our young American to have some fears +he might be taking him to quite another sort of station-house. But, +notwithstanding their haste, when they entered the waiting-room it was +empty, and the flashing of a red lamp on the rear car of a departing +train told whither its former occupants had gone. + +And now Will understood it all. The passengers had been locked up while +some switching was done, simply to prevent them from becoming confused. + +"What a blockhead I was!" he thought, quite angry with himself. "If I'd +just staid quietly where I was put, and not gone racing off, with the +idea that I knew more about their railroads than the Belgians +themselves, I'd never have gotten myself into such a scrape. And now +what am I to do? I suppose Charlie's still fast asleep in the cars, +being carried further and further away from me; and here am I, left at +nine o'clock at night in an entirely foreign country, without a ticket, +and, for the matter of that, without a tongue in my head. Why didn't +some of the other passengers explain matters to me, and-- But, pshaw! +what good would it have done if they had? I couldn't have understood a +word." + +All this time the gendarme had been talking with the ticket agent, and +pointing to Will as though the latter had been a stray dog not capable +of saying anything in his own behalf. What should he do? where should he +go? and how could he manage to pass away the time that might elapse till +his brother should miss him and return in search of him? And now the +officer came up, and began to question him, speaking very slowly, and in +an extremely loud tone. Notwithstanding, poor Will could only understand +a word here and there, and at length, in despair, he determined to try a +new plan. + +Taking out his purse, he showed the money therein to the gendarme, at +the same time exclaiming, "Hotel! hotel!" and pointing to himself. The +officer evidently comprehended this pantomime, for, with a nod to the +ticket agent, who had all the while been grinning through his little +wicket, he motioned for Will to follow him out into the street. + +The Hotel du Chemin de Fer (Railroad Hotel) was close at hand, and +having in a few rapid sentences explained the situation to the landlord, +the gendarme left Will to his own resources. + +The latter thought for a moment that he had stepped into pandemonium +itself, for opening on the right into the main hall of the hotel was a +large apartment decorated with a sort of stage scenery to represent +trees and lakes, the room itself being filled with little tables, around +which were seated men smoking and drinking beer, while a thin-toned +brass band discoursed popular music from a gallery overhead. + +Will stared at this strange sight with all his eyes, and then suddenly +became conscious at one and the same moment that he was hungry and being +talked at by the proprietor. Encouraged by his former success with +one-word speeches, Will simply said "Coffee," and then sat down at one +of the little tables, where he was speedily served with a generous cup +of the invigorating beverage, together with a plentiful supply of bread +and butter. + +"What a queer adventure!" thought the youth, his spirits much improved +by the warm draughts of coffee, to say nothing of the lights and music. +"But now how shall I ever be able to make the man understand that I want +to stay here all night? Charlie's sure to come back for me in the +morning. Oh, I have it! I'll register my name on a piece of paper, hand +it to the landlord, and exhibit my purse again;" which plan succeeded +admirably, and "William C. Brooks, New York, America," was immediately +shown to a good-sized room on the second floor, where he lost no time in +retiring to rest after his eventful evening. + +His sleep, however, was not undisturbed, for all night long he imagined +himself to be an American locomotive towing an English steamer across +the Atlantic, and crashing into several icebergs on the way. + +The next morning Will opened his eyes in a flood of sunshine, and at +first could not recollect where he was, but the whistling of an engine +near by soon recalled to him his situation, causing him at the same time +to hurry with his dressing, that he might hasten over to the station for +news of his brother. He did not have to go as far as that, however, for +as he was going down stairs he ran against Charlie coming up, and Will +had never been so glad to see anybody or anything since the time when he +used to open his eyes on Christmas mornings to behold the well-filled +stocking hanging from the mantel-piece. + +Over the breakfast, which the brothers ate together in the theatrical +dining-room, the elder explained how he had not missed Will till the +train had left Verviers a good distance behind. "And then when I awoke +from my nap," continued Charlie, "you can imagine the fright I was in +when I found the cars going, and you gone. We had just passed +Aix-la-Chapelle when I made the dreadful discovery, or I might have +driven back here from there with a carriage, for it is only twenty miles +off; but as it was, I could do nothing but fret till we arrived at +Cologne, from which city I at once telegraphed to the station-master +here, and ascertained that you were safe and sound, and fast asleep in +bed." + +"But why didn't they wake me up, and let me know that you knew that--" +broke in Will, but choked the remainder of his speech with a swallow of +coffee and a slice of bread, from a sudden remembrance of the crashing +of icebergs, which might have been knocks on the door he had heard in +his sleep. + +"The whole thing was my fault, though," summed up Charlie, as, having +settled with the smiling landlord, they walked over to the station. "I +should not have let you go off alone in a new country; but then," he +could not help adding, "you should not have left the rest of the flock, +when you were shut up in the pen." + +"I never will again," said Will, as they took their places in the train +for Cologne; "I'll be in future the meekest lamb they ever drove. But +anyway," he continued, as the cars rolled slowly away from the depot, "I +can say I have been in Belgium, even though it was only by mistake, and +so have experienced not an Arabian but a Belgian Night." + + + + +HETTY. + +BY MRS. W. J. HAYS. + + +They were all in the sitting-room. Matilda Ann was trimming a bonnet to +wear to the concert which was to take place that very evening in the +Town-hall, and the roses did look so pretty that Hetty wished she was +grown up enough to have some one come for her in a brand-new buggy, and +take her to a concert; but where was the use of wishing? Every one told +her she must not be too childish, and then every one said she mustn't +think herself a young woman, and want long gowns and trains, and big +braids and puffs--that there was "time enough yet." She wondered what +"time enough" meant. It seemed to her as if it must be the time of +freedom, and certainly that was a long way off. + +Jane was sewing strips of woollen cloth together for the big balls that +were to make carpet, and their mother was darning stockings, and they +were all talking about the school-teacher who had lately come to the +little brown house next to the district school. Jane said she was +"hity-tity," mother said she didn't like to see so many furbelows, and +Matilda Ann criticised her manner of wearing her hair; so Hetty ventured +to say, "I don't think it matters much what she wears, or how she looks, +if she can teach the children." + +"Yes," said the mother, "it does matter; for children, need a good +example." + +"Of course she ought to be neat," said Hetty. + +"Yes, and simple, and not be sticking on jewelry every day." + +"For that matter, Aunt Maria says people in the city wear diamonds when +they go to market." + +"That does not make it any more sensible; fools are to be found +everywhere." + +"But, mother, Miss Martin isn't a fool; she is very nice. I think you +would like her." + +"Perhaps so," said the mother, somewhat doubtfully; adding: "She had on +a flounced skirt the last time I saw her. It takes a great deal of time +to do them up nicely. Only rich folk ought to wear them." + +"Suppose some one gave her her fine clothes?" said Hetty. + +"Not very likely; but that would make it a little better." + +Hetty went out to take a swing under the elm-tree, wondering why big +people couldn't find something better to talk about than what other +people wore. Then Jane spoke up: + +"Hetty always hates to hear others spoken of when they can't take their +own part." + +"She's a good little thing, anyhow," said Matilda Ann, who was standing +before the looking-glass, in high good humor, with the new bonnet on, +and turning her head from side to side, so that she could the better +survey the trimmings. + +"Well," said Mrs. Hall, "you've stood there long enough, Matilda Ann. I +never did see such an amazin' amount of vanity as there is nowadays." + +"Oh, mother, I dare say you were just as silly when you were young," +said Jane. + +"No," said the mother, severely, "I never was given to fineries; my +heart was set on higher things." + +"I don't see, then, how father ever got the chance to do any courting." + +"Jane," said Mrs. Hall, "Jedediah Hall would never have married me if I +had been like the girls of the present day, who scorn to churn, and to +wash, and to do housework of any sort. He respected a woman who could +make her family comfortable." + +"But the courting--did he ever talk nonsense, mother?" + +"The courting was over in short meter, I can tell you. Nonsense?--no, +there was no nonsense about him. Well, well, it's a long time ago." And +she arose, and went out into the kitchen. The table was set for tea, and +the biscuits were ready for the oven. She went to the cellar to skim the +cream, and found a large bowl of custard had been left over from the +dinner. There was more than would be eaten on their own table. What +would she do with it? Pretty soon Hetty heard her mother calling her: +"Hetty! Hetty!" + +She ran in quickly from the garden. + +"How would you like to take some of this custard to Miss Martin?" + +"Splendid!" said Hetty. "But, mother," she said, hesitating, "I thought +you didn't like her?" + +"Pshaw, child, I didn't say so. I said I didn't approve of too much +dress. Get your hat and a tin pail. Here;" and she poured out the +custard. "Now go, and mind you come home in time for tea." + +[Illustration: HETTY AND JIM--DRAWN BY T. ROBINSON.] + +It was a level road, and the afternoon a pleasant one late in the fall. +Hetty could not chase the squirrels, for fear of upsetting her pail; +neither could she pick berries, for they were all gone. And so she +trudged on silently, wishing she were as old as Matilda Ann, so that she +might go to the concert. As she passed a lot which was covered with +stubble, a boy appeared, leaning over the fence. He was a big fellow, +and the son of an old neighbor, and Hetty liked him, but there were +people who said he was mischievous, and told tales of him, which perhaps +made him somewhat shy. He nodded pleasantly enough to her, however, and +asked her where she was going. + +"Down to Miss Martin's," was Hetty's reply. + +"I say, Hetty," said Jim, "do you think Miss Martin thought it was me +who tried to frighten her the other night?" + +"No," said Hetty. + +"Well, I was afraid she did. Give a dog a bad name, you know, and he +never gets rid of it." + +"But, Jim, you don't mean to speak of yourself that way?" said Hetty. + +"Yes, I do; people believe anything of me, and I half the time get the +credit of doing things that never came into my head." + +"I only heard a little about Miss Martin's fright; some one chased her, +I believe." + +"Yes, Sam Tompkins made believe he was a tramp, and scared her 'most out +of her wits. He ought to have been shot. I licked him when I heard he +had tried to make out it was me who did it, and I'll lick him again, +too." + +"Oh, don't, Jim; you had better forget all about it." + +"Indeed I won't; I mean to make him repent it. See here, Hetty, I've got +some tickets for the concert. Don't you want to go?" + +"Don't I?" said Hetty; "I guess I do; but I can't, you know." + +"Why not?" + +"Oh, I am not big enough yet," said Hetty, blushing. + +"Now I'll tell you what I'll do. If you will ask Miss Martin to go, I'll +take you both, for, you see, I want to be sure that she doesn't hold any +ill-will against me; and if she goes, all the people hereabouts will +know that I was not the mean sneaking coward who tried to frighten her." + +"All right," said Hetty. "I understand; and I will go on now as fast as +I can, and coax Miss Martin to go." + +"Let me know what she says when you come back, and I'll get the horse +hitched, for father said he'd let me have the wagon." + +"I will," said Hetty, already hastening on her way. + +The teacher was sitting in rather a lonely and dejected mood at her +window as Hetty's bright face appeared before her. She was a young girl, +with soft brown eyes and a patient expression. It was her first +experience at district-school teaching, and she found it laborious. +Hetty soon told her errand, and in her eagerness so mixed up the concert +and the custard and Matilda Ann's new bonnet that Miss Martin was +bewildered, but after a while made out what it all meant. + +"So James Stokes wants me to go to the concert?" + +"Yes, ma'am, and me too." + +"Have you permission?" + +"I'll get it, Miss Martin. I'm sure mother'll say 'yes,' and I sha'n't +tell any one but her. I want to surprise Matilda Ann, and I will get +ready and come here, so that Jim Stokes needn't go to our house." + +"Please thank your mother kindly, Hetty, for the custard; it is so nice. +And tell James I shall be happy to go. I knew he was not the one who +frightened me." + +Away Hetty flew, as fast as possible, to arrange the matter at home. +Mrs. Hall could not say no, and Hetty soon exchanged her every-day +clothes for her best gown and ribbons. + +The Town-hall was crowded, and Hetty heard some one in a pink bonnet +say, "Why, there's our Hetty; how did the child get here?" Then she +turned her smiling face upon Matilda Ann in triumph. + +When the concert was half over, and the singers were taking a rest, a +very grand-looking person came to Miss Martin and said: "How do you do, +my dear Amy? I am so glad to see you! And who is this little friend with +you?" + +Then the teacher spoke very kindly of Hetty as one of her best pupils, +and Jim was also introduced, and the grand-looking lady said some very +pleasant things to them. + +"Who is that?" whispered Hetty. + +"It is my aunt," replied Miss Martin--"the one who gives me so many +pretty things. She would like me to live with her, but I prefer to +maintain myself. I could never dress half so tastefully if she did not +give me such nice clothes." + +"Oh," said Hetty, much pleased to hear this confirmation of her own +charitable supposition. "May I tell mother about it?" she asked. + +"Certainly," said Miss Martin; "I wish you would, for I don't want to be +thought extravagant." + +From that time Miss Martin had no stancher friends than Jim and Hetty; +and when one day Jim's big brother led her up the aisle of the village +church as a bride, there were two young people behind her in white +gloves and ribbons who looked almost as bright and happy as the chief +actors of the day. + + + + +[Illustration: "STRAYS."--FROM A PAINTING BY H. H. CAUTY.] + + + + +A LITTLE GIRL'S IMPRESSIONS OF MADEIRA. + +BY KATIE C. YORKE. + + +It was a beautiful clear day in October when I had my first view of +Madeira. The high blue mountains, the green shores, and the white city +of Funchal gleaming in the distance, looked very lovely to us as we +approached the island. + +About noon we anchored at a little distance from the city, and swarms of +row-boats came around the ship. Some of them were full of half-naked +brown boys, and if we threw a piece of money into the beautiful blue +water, they would dive down and catch it before it reached the bottom. +Some of the other boats were full of men, who came on board, bringing +fans, canary-birds, parrots, feather flowers, basket-work, filigree +jewelry, and many other things to sell. + +We and some of the passengers got into a row-boat, after a good deal of +trouble, because there is always a heavy swell there, so one minute the +boat was very high up, and the next very low down. When we had managed +to get in, we rowed to the city. There were great waves dashing up on +the shore, and four or five bare-legged men rushed into the water, and +drew the boat on land just as a wave came in. + +What was our surprise to see waiting for us, instead of a horse and +carriage, a great sleigh drawn by bullocks. This is called a bullock-car +in English, and a _carro_ in Portuguese. We got into one of them, with a +great deal of laughter, and drove to the hotel. The driver walked by the +side of the _carro_, and threw the end of a greasy rag first under one +runner and then under the other, to make it run more easily. + +When we arrived at the hotel, we found it was a great white building, +with a lovely garden, which contained mango, guava, banana, +custard-apple, and many other trees. Among them was what was called the +moon-tree; it was covered with great white bell-like flowers, and was +very beautiful. There were a great many gorgeous flowers and curious +plants that we do not have in this country. The garden was surrounded by +a wall eight feet high, and there were some fish-geraniums which reached +above the top of it. There was a little arch covered with the +night-blooming cereus, and that evening, when the buds had opened, we +went out to see them in the moonlight. They were beautiful white +blossoms, as large as your head, and had a faint perfume. + +Next day we took a hammock ride about the town and surrounding country. +Each hammock was fitted out with a mattress, pillows, and canopy, and +slung on a long pole carried by two men. We reclined lazily against the +pillows, and enjoyed the ride very much. The men, when they went up +hill, carried us feet downward, but once they forgot, and carried us +feet upward, and as the hill was very steep, we felt as if we were +standing on our heads. + +The houses of Funchal are low; and covered with white stucco, which +looks very neat, but those of the poor have only one window without any +glass, and are very dark and dismal inside. The streets are narrow, and +some of them very steep. We often passed gardens surrounded by high +walls, over which hung lovely flowering vines. Out in the country there +were lantanas, geraniums, and fuchsias which seemed to be growing wild, +and great cactus plants everywhere. + + + + +PENCIL DRAWING.--No. 1. + + +This beautiful and graceful art may be acquired by every girl and boy in +the land who will take the necessary steps. And they are pleasant steps. + +A pretty drawing-book, a nicely cut No. 2 Faber's drawing pencil, a +piece of _black_ India rubber, some pieces of tissue-paper to cover the +drawings, unless the drawing-book is furnished with tissue-paper. These +are the implements required. In this pencil drawing which I now +recommend there are no lines, straight and slanting, repeated to utter +weariness. This is _object_ drawing, and drawing from _nature_ also, and +the _objects_ are inexhaustible, being the _leaves_ which nature gives +to every plant and tree. + +Drawings of leaves are beautiful when well done. The writer knew a young +girl of twelve or thirteen years who began with drawing simple, easy +leaves, and went on to more difficult ones season after season. Her +drawing-books were charming; and not this alone, for she acquired a fund +of pleasant knowledge, which loses none of its delight as time goes on. +She began with leaves, picked from the house plants which her mother +cultivated. + +As the spring came on, she sought the _wild_ leaves in the woods. No one +who has not tried it can judge of the interest felt in the beauty and +wonderful variety in the growth and shapes of leaves. They seem endless; +and when to these are added the leaves of forest trees, the enchanting +maples, beeches, birches, and hosts of others, it may be imagined that +young fingers may find ample employment in portraying these, to say +nothing of the wild flowers which come on in the New England woods--the +early anemones, hepatica, bloodroot, and all the flowery train--as the +season advances. + +This young girl learned to draw with great accuracy, and to this day +(for it is years since she began) her ready pencil can sketch any object +with ease and skill, the beginning of which was the effort to draw a +leaf of smilax. + +I have a few simple outlines of leaves ready, but will reserve them for +another time. + + + + +[Begun in No. 17 of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, February 24.] + +BIDDY O'DOLAN. + +BY MRS. ZADEL B. GUSTAFSON. + + +CHAPTER III. + +Any one who had seen Biddy O'Dolan in the old hard days, when she was +dirty and ragged and wretched and rude, and lived in the street, and +slept in a cellar, would hardly have known her if he had seen her three +weeks after she came to live with the Kennedys. + +Biddy was not pretty, but she had a clear skin--now the dirt was washed +off--and bright, earnest eyes. Now, too, she wore neat and pretty +clothing. Her dark curly hair was nicely brushed, and tied with fresh +ribbons. She had a small, pleasant room all for herself and her doll, +and Miss Kennedy had taught her how to keep it in order. + +Biddy had given a great deal of trouble to this gentle lady at first, +because Biddy had many unpleasant habits. She used bad words; she did +not seem to think it any harm to tell lies; she was not at all neat; she +was sometimes willful and disobedient; she was often careless, broke +dishes, tore her clothes, and put things out of order. These things were +a much greater trouble to Miss Kennedy than Biddy knew. Miss Kennedy was +so good and kind and true that Biddy's faults grieved her much, and +carelessness and disorder were like pain to her, she was herself so neat +and pure, like a fine white pearl. + +But Miss Kennedy never forgot what poor Biddy's life had been, and Biddy +was so affectionate and grateful, and tried so hard, that Miss Kennedy +grew to love her dearly, and little by little Biddy conquered her old +bad habits. + +She did not see much of Mr. Kennedy, who was very busy, and was away a +great deal. When she did see him, he had always a kind word and a +pleasant smile for her, which made Biddy feel as if he took care of her. + +Charley had brought her the doll, as Biddy said he would. But she could +not make him come within a block of the house; and when he saw Biddy so +fresh and clean in her pretty new garments, he had blushed and run away +almost without speaking. She did not see much of him. She met him +sometimes when she was out on an errand. The last time she had seen him +he had looked very much pleased, but she had not been able to get him to +speak to her. She thought him more bashful than ever. + +Biddy did not forget Charley, or cease to wish he might have a nice home +in the same house with her; but she was kept so busy with her easy but +constant duties in waiting upon Miss Kennedy, who was also teaching her +to read, that time flew very fast with Biddy, and it was midsummer when +one day she went out on an errand, and--did not come back! + +Miss Kennedy waited and wondered; and when it began to grow dark, and +Biddy had not come back, she grew really alarmed. One of the servants +had been sent out twice to look for Biddy, but in vain. At last, just as +Miss Kennedy was about to send for him, Mr. Kennedy came in. As soon as +he learned the cause of his sister's alarm, he comforted her in the very +best way by starting out to search for Biddy himself. + +He had not gone more than twenty steps before a boy, who had watched him +come out, stopped him, and to his great surprise gave him a message from +Biddy. + +Mr. Kennedy ran back and spoke with his sister, and then went quickly +away with the boy who had brought Biddy's message. + +Now this is what had happened. + +After Biddy had done her errand, she thought about Charley, and felt a +great wish to see him. She was prettily dressed, and it came into her +head that it would be a grand thing if she could walk by Mrs. Brown's +stand, and see if the old woman would know her. For a long time after +she ran away from Mrs. Brown, Biddy had been afraid to go near her old +home for fear Mrs. Brown might claim her, and perhaps in some way be +able to hide her from her new friends. But she had lost most of this +fear, and now thought it would be great fun to step up to the stand and +buy something, and see what the old woman would say. + +The old days when she and Charley used to be so much together came into +Biddy's mind as she walked along, swinging her parasol. She remembered a +great many little things about him and his quiet kindnesses to her, +which she had hardly noticed at the time, and she thought with new +pleasure of Mr. Kennedy's words to her in the morning. He had passed her +in the hall as he was going out, and had laid his hand on her head and +said: "I think I shall be able to do something for Charley very soon. +Will you like that, Biddy?" And Biddy, as usual, when her heart was very +full, had not said a word. "I'll tell Charley," she thought to herself. + +At last when there was only one more block to walk before reaching Mrs. +Brown's stall, and Biddy was just beginning to think about what she +should say to the old woman, she noticed an unusual stir down the +street. People old and young were darting about, running around and +forward, yelling at the tops of their voices; and there was another low +hoarse sound Biddy could not make out. Nearest were some children +running in her direction and screaming. Biddy stopped near a pile of +empty boxes. She was full of wonder and fear. One of the children was +Charley. He saw Biddy at the same moment she saw him, and it seemed as +if he flew, he came toward her so fast. As he came up with her he +grasped her arms, turned her around, and pushed her toward the boxes +with one quick movement. + +"Up wid 'ee, Biddy! Quick--oh, quick!" he called to her. + +His white face and his piercing cry made Biddy obey him without a +thought of asking why. She clutched at the boxes, and scrambled up, and +Charley helped her by his hands and his shoulders. The boxes did not +stand even, and they tottered as she climbed, but Charley leaned his +little body against them, and stretched out his arms, and held them +steady. Biddy was not a moment too quick. As she threw herself forward +across the topmost box, the shuffle and clatter of many feet and the +shouting and screaming seemed to be all around them. Biddy could not +look down. She was so frightened, and had climbed so fast, she could +hardly breathe, but she heard a snapping and crunching of jaws and a +hoarse rattling breath beneath her. She was not able to think; she only +clung with all her might, so dizzy that it seemed as if she and the +boxes were swimming. Several shots were fired, and it seemed as if there +were more noise and confusion than before. Then some one said, + +"Poor children!" + +Biddy felt herself lifted down. She was shaking all over. There were a +great many people around her, but they didn't make so much noise now. +She heard some one saying, + +"It's Griffith's blood-hound--a good dog enough, too, if those idle +scamps had let him alone. But it wouldn't stand no nonsense--that sort +of dog never does. By heavens! it snapped that great chain like a pipe +stem, and was after them like a tiger in no time!" + +Then another voice said: "Did you see the little boy? He's almost the +smallest little fellow you ever saw. But he was a hero. He saved the +little girl's life; he gave up his own for it. I saw and heard the whole +thing from the window overhead here, and I'll never see a braver deed +done. I tell you, he's a hero; his father can be proud of him." + +"_His_ father!" said another and rougher voice. "_That_ boy hain't got +anyone belongin' to _him_. Take a look at his clothes--what's left of +'em from that brute's teeth! _He's_ never had too much to eat nor too +much to wear, you kin just bet yer life on that. But you're right, +mister; he _was_ a hero, an' no' mistake. He held as still as a mouse, +an' with a grip like death, while that durned critter chawed up his +legs." + +Biddy was beginning to understand; so were the other children, the +little boys and girls who had known and laughed at and nicknamed Charley +all his silent, bashful life. + +They stood around, gazing horror-struck at the dead hound that lay just +beyond the curb-stone, and at Charley, lying all mangled and perfectly +still in the arms of a policeman. A cart with cushions in it backed up +to the curb, and just as the policeman was trying to move Charley so as +to lay him on the cushions, he moaned and opened his eyes. He looked at +the children. They saw this look, and crowded up to the cart, sobbing. + +One of them exclaimed, "Oh, Charley, we'll never call ye 'Polly' no +more!" + +Another boy leaned close over Charley, and said, "The men sez as ye're a +real hero, Charley; jist ye brace up!" + +[Illustration: CHARLEY IN THE HOSPITAL.] + +A faint smile passed over Charley's face. He turned his eyes, with the +same kind, calm look in them, among the people, till he saw Biddy. Then +the tired eyes flashed with joy. He saw that she was quite safe. He +moved his hand a little toward her. Her lips quivered; she reached out +her arms; and they placed her in the cart on the cushions by Charley's +side. Just before it started, Biddy asked the little boy who had last +spoken to Charley to go and tell Mr. Kennedy what had happened, and to +say that she should stay with Charley till he got well. When Mr. Kennedy +reached the hospital, Biddy was crying as if her heart would break, and +poor, brave, tender, bashful little Charley had got quite well, and had +gone home to be with his Father. + +The shock and the sorrow of little Charley's death changed Biddy very +much. It was long before Mr. and Miss Kennedy could persuade her that +she was not to blame for it. It seemed to the poor child as if she had +been cruel to climb into safety, leaving Charley to such a fate. But she +had really not been at all to blame. She had obeyed Charley's startling +and earnest cry, without thinking, or even having time to think, until +it was too late to act in any other way. + +After a time the sharpness of this sorrow passed away, and the thought +of Charley became full of comfort and help to Biddy. As she grew older +she could understand that if Charley had lived, he could not have been +very happy, he was so feeble, and shrank from people so much. And she +could feel, if she did not understand, that his death was a noble one, +an act of love so simple and so whole that it was a gift, the gift of a +great example, helping every one who knew of it to be more brave and +true. + +Biddy lived on with the Kennedys, and she has helped Mr. Kennedy from +time to time to find out little children as wretched as she once was. In +this way she has already been the means of getting six poor children +into good homes, where they have a chance to learn how to live. She +remembers so well her sad childhood that she understands, even better +than you or I would, how to speak to and help these poor children when +they first begin to do better, and get so discouraged because their old +bad habits pull them down, and make it hard for them to do well. Biddy +goes to see them, and talks with them so kindly, and with so much +patience and love, that they are comforted and ready to try harder than +ever. When she tells them that she was once just as dirty and rough and +naughty as they have ever been, and they see how sweet and good she has +become, it fills them with courage and hope. You can very well suppose +that Biddy did not always find it an easy thing to help these children. +Perhaps you think that any little girl would jump at the chance of being +taken from the street and put in a good and pleasant home. Biddy thought +so, until she tried to help Katy Kegan. She was the second little girl +Biddy found for Mr. Kennedy. Biddy had known Katy Kegan all her life, +and liked her better than any other little girl when they used to be +living on the street. Yet when Biddy became better off, and tried to +make things just as nice for Katy, that little girl didn't see it as +Biddy did at all, and gave her more care and worry than all the other +five. I'll tell you something about this. + +[TO BE CONTINUED.] + + + + +I AM THE LAD IN THE BLUE AND WHITE. + +BY MARY A. BARR. + + +[Illustration] + + I am the lad in the blue and white-- + Sing hey! the merry sailor boy. + My head is steady, my eyes are bright, + My hand is ready, my step is light, + My brave little heart, all right, all right-- + Sing ho! the merry sailor boy. + + I am the lad in the blue and white-- + Sing hey! the merry sailor boy. + I sit in the shrouds when the soft winds blow, + The light waves rock me to and fro; + I run up aloft or down below-- + Sing ho! the ready sailor boy. + + I am the lad in the blue and white-- + Sing ho! the merry sailor boy. + When the skies are blue and the sea is calm, + The air is full of spice and balm, + And the shore is set with shadowy palm, + Oh, glad is the merry sailor boy! + + "What will you do when the great winds blow? + What will you do, my sailor boy?"-- + When great winds blow, and are icy cold, + Never you fear, for my heart is bold: + I'll watch my captain, do what I'm told-- + Sing ho! the ready sailor boy. + + "If a foe should come--in such a plight, + What would you do, brave sailor boy?"-- + Run up the "Stars and Stripes" in his sight, + Stand by my captain, wrong or right, + And give the foe an up-and-down fight-- + Sing ho! the gallant sailor boy. + + I am the lad in the blue and white-- + Sing hey! the merry sailor boy. + I carry my country's flag and name; + I never will do her wrong or shame; + I'll fight her battles and share her fame-- + Sing ho! the gallant sailor boy. + +[Illustration: Music] + + + + +[Illustration: OUR POST-OFFICE BOX.] + + + EVERETT STATION, GEORGIA. + + I want to tell you about a pet squirrel I had. My uncle was having + some trees cut down, when the men found three young squirrels in + one of them. One of the squirrels got killed, and one ran away, but + my uncle caught the other and put it in his pocket, and forgot all + about it. After a while he put his hand in his pocket for + something, and the squirrel bit him. We tamed it, and it would run + all over the trees in the yard, until one day some boys passing by + shot it, thinking it was wild. My little brother cried, and I came + near crying too. We buried it in the flower garden. + + CHESLY B. HOWARD, JUN. + + * * * * * + + _February. 15, 1880_. + + I am nine years old. I was born in Boston, but for the last three + years I have been living on a farm in Lakeville, Massachusetts. + There are a number of lakes near here, and some of them have long + Indian names, such as Assawampsett and Quiticus. Yesterday was a + warm, spring-like day, and I saw two robins, and I heard the + bluebirds singing. + + LOUIS W. CLARK. + + * * * * * + + MACHIAS, MAINE. + + I like YOUNG PEOPLE very much. I have a summer-house, and + in the summer I found a little humming-bird, with its wing broken, + all tangled up in the flowers. I took it into the house, and fed + it. It ate sugar and water. It had a funny little narrow tongue, + and it put it out when it ate. It lived in the house two days, and + then it died. + + NELLIE LONGFELLOW (8 years old). + + * * * * * + + SACRAMENTO, CALIFORNIA. + + My papa told me of a pretty way to designate the long months from + the short ones. He learned it from a little girl when he was + travelling in Oregon, and I think a good many little readers of + YOUNG PEOPLE might be pleased with it. This is the way: + close your hand, and point out the knuckle of the forefinger for + January, and the depression between that and the middle knuckle for + February. The middle knuckle designates March, and the next + depression April; and so on to the small knuckle, which stands for + July. Then go back to the forefinger for August, and proceed as + before until all the months are named. It will be found that all + the short ones fall between the fingers, while the knuckles stand + for the long ones. + + PHEBE C. BROWN. + + * * * * * + + PHILADELPHIA, PENNSYLVANIA. + + I want to tell you about a young alligator and a water turtle papa + had. He kept the turtle in the cellar, and the alligator in an + earthen tank; but when it came winter he put that in the cellar + too, in a tight box with air-holes. Some time afterward he went to + look at the turtle and the alligator, and they had both + disappeared. Where do you think they could have gone? + + PUSS. + + * * * * * + + DIXON SPRING, TENNESSEE, _February 18_. + + I am a subscriber to YOUNG PEOPLE, and I like it very much. + I am ten years old. The creeks are in the way, so I can not go to + school now, but I will go in the spring. Some of our flowers are in + full bloom, and the weather is very pleasant. But we had a + snow-storm last week, and I enjoyed it so much! + + FANNIE M. YOUNG. + + * * * * * + + PHILADELPHIA, PENNSYLVANIA. + + I know some little girls who live in the country. They set a little + table in the yard, and put on it tin dishes with chicken food in + them. Then they ring a toy bell, and the chickens have learned to + come and stand round the table and eat. If a chicken hops on the + table, it is not allowed to eat any more, and in this way they are + taught to behave very nicely. + + SADIE. + + * * * * * + + DECORAH, IOWA. + + I am a little Norwegian girl, though I was born in America. I am + twelve years old. Not all the Norwegian ships in which Leif + Ericsson and his company sailed to America were as small as the one + described in "Ships Past and Present," in YOUNG PEOPLE No. + 14, for one of them had sixty men and five women on board. Some of + the ancient Norwegian ships were quite large. I have read in + _Traditions of Norwegian Kings_, by Snorro Sturrleson, about + _Ormen Lange_ (the Long Serpent), a large and handsome ship + which belonged to King Olaf Tryggveson. That part of the keel which + touched the ground when the ship was being built measured 112 feet. + The ship carried a crew of more than 600 men. It was Leif Ericsson, + not Olaf Ericsson, who sailed to America. + + E. + +Tryggveson, who reigned in Norway A.D. 995-1000, had ships which +were the wonder of the North. His largest war ship was the _Long +Serpent_, supposed to be of the size of a frigate of forty-five guns. In +a great sea-fight with the Kings of Denmark and Sweden, King Olaf +Tryggveson was conquered, and is said to have sprung overboard from the +famous _Long Serpent_ into a watery grave. + + * * * * * + + DANVILLE, ILLINOIS. + + Here is a recipe that some little girl may like to try. Two + table-spoonfuls sugar; one table-spoonful butter; one + table-spoonful milk; one well-beaten egg; four atoms of cream of + tartar; two atoms of soda; flour enough to make a batter. You must + get cook or mamma to measure the atoms. This recipe will make four + little patty-pans of cake, and there will be some batter left to + thicken for cookies. I cut out the cookies with mamma's thimble. + + PUSS HUNTER. + + * * * * * + + WASHINGTON, D. C. + + In our parlor there is a little mouse that has a hole in one corner + of the fire-place. Before I fed it it was quite tame, and would run + all about the room. I feed it now, and it only comes to get the + crumbs I put close by its hole. Can any one among your + correspondents tell me how to tame it? + + E. L. M. + + * * * * * + + EAST HAVEN, CONNECTICUT. + + I have a rabbit, kitten, parrot, dog, canary, and a pair of + chickens. I had a crow, but it died. I have a burying-ground for my + pets, and in it there is the poor crow, a dog, two bantams, and + seven canaries. + + SUSIE D. B. + + * * * * * + + BUFFALO, NEW YORK. + + I want to tell you about my dog Joe. He is a setter. He does a + great many capers. He watches for the boy who brings the evening + paper, and takes it, and brings it up stairs to us. He plays + hide-and-seek with me, and sometimes I tie a rope to his collar, + and he draws me on my skates. How fast we do go! One day I hitched + him to a sled for the first time, and he did not know what to make + of it. He ran a little way, and then tipped me into a snow-bank, + and made for home. + + A. O. THAYER. + + * * * * * + + BARTON, MARYLAND. + + I had a pair of pet rabbits which I prized very much. Papa built a + hutch for them, and they enjoyed their home very much. I fed them + with clover, cabbage, and apples. Sometimes I gave them a dish of + sweet milk to drink. They were growing so nice; but we had an old + cat which I suppose thought if the rabbits were out of the way, she + would get all the milk herself. One morning I fed them, and forgot + to give Spiney her milk. (That was the old cat's name.) So she went + down to the hutch and watched them drink their milk. When they had + finished, they popped their little heads out between the bars. Old + Spiney sprang on them, and that was the last of my poor rabbits. + + MAGGIE BERMINGHAM (10 years). + + * * * * * + +Bertha A. F. saw the bluebirds at Sag Harbor, Long Island, on the day +before St. Valentine's, and on February 20 she picked willow "pussies." +O. T. Mason says he found the "pussies" in Medway, Massachusetts, as +early as January 18, but he neglected to report them. + + * * * * * + +LEON M. F.--If you dampen the skin under the feathers with +water, and sprinkle on it a little finely pulverized sulphur, your +pigeons will probably be relieved. + + * * * * * + +AGGIE R. H.--Nourmahal, afterward called Nourjehan, or "Light +of the World," was the wife of Selim, son of Akbar, Mogul Emperor of +Hindostan. Selim succeeded his father in 1605, and was henceforth known +as Jehanghir, or "Conqueror of the World." In the early part of his +reign Selim was intemperate and cruel, but after his marriage with the +beautiful Nourmahal his conduct greatly improved. Her influence over her +husband was very great. He took no step without consulting her, and as +she was an extraordinary and accomplished woman, her advice was always +wise and judicious. Jehanghir died in 1627, and was succeeded by his son +Shah Jehan, who was the father of Aurungzebe, whose beautiful daughter, +Lalla Rookh, is the heroine of Moore's poem. The historical facts +concerning the beautiful Nourmahal are very meagre, but a few glimpses +into her life are given in the notes to the "Vale of Cashmere," the last +story in _Lalla Rookh_. + + * * * * * + +W. CLARENCE.--To make a kite, the sticks must first be tied +tightly and firmly together in the centre. A string is then put round +the outside. The end of each stick should be notched to hold the string +in place. The paper, which should be thin and tough, is now pasted on. A +tail of pieces of paper or cloth tied at intervals in a string must be +fastened at the bottom to balance the kite in the wind. The length of +the tail depends on the size of the kite. + + * * * * * + +W. F. B.--O. N. T. is simply a trade-mark, and stands for "our +new thread." + + * * * * * + +E. L. C.--There are so many French magazines, it is difficult +to say which is the best. The _Revue des Deux Mondes_ has a high +literary character. Jewett's Spiers's French-and-English Dictionary is +the best for ordinary use. Translating is not often remunerative. + + * * * * * + +"PATRIOTIC BOYS."--Scholarships, subject to certain conditions, +can be obtained at nearly any college in the United States. + + * * * * * + +JOHNNY P.--The long-bow was the English national weapon in +early times. It was originally used by the Norse tribes, and was brought +into Western Europe by Rollo, first Duke of Normandy, a direct ancestor +of William the Conqueror. When the Normans invaded England they carried +the long-bow with them, and as the Saxons had no weapon so powerful, +they readily adopted it. The proper length of the long-bow, which was +made of yew or ash, was the height of the archer who used it. The +largest ones, however, were six feet long, and as the arrow was always +half the length of the bow, the longest arrows measured three feet, +which is just a cloth yard. They were therefore given the name of +"cloth-yard shaft." The arrows were made of oak, ash, or yew. They were +tipped with steel, and ornamented at the other end with three gray goose +feathers, from whence comes the name of "gray-goose shaft," usually +applied to those arrows which were shorter than the cloth yard measure. +The arrow or bolt of the cross-bow, or arbalast, was also tipped with +steel, and varied in length according to the size of the cross-bow. + + * * * * * + +"SUBSCRIBER," NEW YORK.--It is not easy to stop a canary from +moulting. The best way to treat it is to feed it with nothing but +rapeseed, and two or three times a week give it a slice of hard-boiled +egg. It should have plenty of fresh drinking water, in which you might +put every morning a few drops of "bird tonic," which can be purchased at +any bird store. Do not hang the cage in a very hot room. + + * * * * * + +KATE WILLIAMSON.--Your letter was very gratifying. Tell your +little friend Madeleine we would be glad to receive a French letter from +her. + + * * * * * + +Favors are received from Matthew Laflin, Clyde L. Kimball, Julia W., +Florence D., Nettie Denniston, Emma Barnwell, Harry Moore, J. M. +Brennan, Della L. G., George W. Herbert, C. L. C., S. Engle, Edward G., +A. H. Ellard, Mary Valentine, Julia Grace T., Katie C. Yorke, Franklin +J. Kaufman, Charles A. H., W. K. M., J. O. F., John L. Stillman, James +A. S., George L. Bannister, Elwyn A. S., Dannie C. Douglass, Hattie H., +Robert A. A., Herbert D. Stafford, Clarkie W. Lockwood, Dwight Ruggles. + + * * * * * + +Correct answers to puzzles are received from Anna and Charles O., Lulu +Pearce, S. G. Rosenbaum, L. Mahler, E. M. Devoe, C. W. Hanner, Harry +Austin, F. M. Richards, G. K. MacNaught, J. R. Glen, Addie Allen, +"Puss," James Smith, Peter Slane, John B. Whitlock, Gordon Shelby, +"Subscriber," Henry J. L., Mary, Sadie, E. Allen Cushing, Ernest B. +Allen, E., Jack Gladwin, Lena E. S., Harry L. A., Lillie V. S., Allen +N., Bertha A. F., G. C. Meyer, May Shepard, Clara B. C., Essie B. + + * * * * * + +No. 1. + +NUMERICAL CHARADE. + + I am composed of 14 letters. + My 9, 10, 7 is a tavern. + My 12, 9, 13, 14 is a heap. + My 6, 7, 8 is an insect. + My 11, 10, 14 is a unit. + My 1, 6, 4, 5 is to throw. + My 4, 2, 10, 3, 14, 8 is a short poem. + My whole is a city in Europe. + + CHESTER B. F. + + * * * * * + +No. 2. + +DOUBLE ACROSTIC. + +A measure of quantity. A valediction. A public speaker. A Jewish +prophet. A well-known liquid. A nobleman. A town in Texas. Answer.--Two +famous painters. + + CHARLES L. B. + + * * * * * + +No. 3. + +ENIGMA. + + My first is in barn, but not in shed. + My second is in green, but not in red. + My third is in stone, but not in brick. + My fourth is in branch, but not in stick. + My fifth is in head, but not in feet. + My whole is something good to eat. + + MARY. + + * * * * * + +No. 4. + +WORD SQUARE. + +First, not cold. Second, a surface. Third, true. Fourth, masculine. + + M. L. + + * * * * * + +No. 5. + +NUMERICAL CHARADE. + + I am composed of 32 letters. + My 13, 22, 8, 12 is a wild animal. + My 9, 3, 21 is a tree. + My 19, 8, 9, 17 is not hard. + My 16, 3, 6 is what we all must do. + My 28, 14, 11 is what most all of us can do. + My 4, 23, 29, 2 is a number. + My 7, 20, 15 is a large body of water. + My 26, 27, 15, 16, 6, 21 is a school-book. + My 32, 24, 5, 10, 15, 12 is a ruler of a country. + My 1, 8, 18 is an adverb. + My 25, 15, 30, 31 is used for seasoning. + My whole is a proverb. + + MARY E. N. (9 years). + + * * * * * + +No. 6. + +DIAMOND PUZZLE. + +A consonant. A tribe of Indians. A long-legged bird. A period of time. A +consonant. + + E. S. C. M. + + * * * * * + +ANSWERS TO PUZZLES IN NO. 16. + +No. 1. + +Charles Dickens + +No. 2. + + H A I L + A N N A + I N N S + L A S T + +No. 3. + +Bryant. + +No. 4. + +Bonaparte. + +No. 5. + + B el L + E br O + R etur N + L ea D + I ndig O + N u N + +Berlin, London. + + * * * * * + +BROKEN RHYMES. + + Scold, cold, old. + Skate, Kate, ate. + Brink, rink, ink. + Trice, rice, ice. + Crash, rash, ash. + Sledge, ledge, edge. + + + + +ADVERTISEMENTS. + + + + +HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE. + +HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE will be issued every Tuesday, and may be had at +the following rates--_payable in advance, postage free_: + + SINGLE COPIES $0.04 + ONE SUBSCRIPTION, _one year_ 1.50 + FIVE SUBSCRIPTIONS, _one year_ 7.00 + +Subscriptions may begin with any Number. When no time is specified, it +will be understood that the subscriber desires to commence with the +Number issued after the receipt of order. + +Remittances should be made by POST-OFFICE MONEY ORDER or DRAFT, to avoid +risk of loss. + +ADVERTISING. + +The extent and character of the circulation of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE +will render it a first-class medium for advertising. A limited number of +approved advertisements will be inserted on two inside pages at 75 cents +per line. + + Address + HARPER & BROTHERS, + Franklin Square, N. Y. + + + + +CANDY + +Send one, two, three, or five dollars for a sample box, by express, of +the best Candies in America, put up elegantly and strictly pure. Refers +to all Chicago. Address + + C. F. GUNTHER, + Confectioner, + 78 MADISON STREET, CHICAGO. + + + + +"=SWEET LITTLE CHERUB=," "Kiss and make it up," "Bees in the Clover," +35c. each. Dodworth's "New Knickerbocker," with vocal parts, 40c.; +Dodworth's "New Court" Quadrille, 50c. + +FREDERICK BLUME, 861 Broadway. + + + + +The Child's Book of Nature. + + * * * * * + + The Child's Book of Nature, for the Use of Families and Schools: + intended to aid Mothers and Teachers in Training Children in the + Observation of Nature. In Three Parts. Part I. Plants. Part II. + Animals. Part III. Air, Water, Heat, Light, &c. By WORTHINGTON + HOOKER, M.D. Illustrated. The Three Parts complete in One Volume, + Small 4to, Half Leather, $1.31; or, separately, in Cloth, Part I., + 53 cents; Part II., 56 cents; Part III., 56 cents. + + * * * * * + +A beautiful and useful work. It presents a general survey of the kingdom +of nature in a manner adapted to attract the attention of the child, and +at the same time to furnish him with accurate and important scientific +information. While the work is well suited as a class-book for schools, +its fresh and simple style cannot fail to render it a great favorite for +family reading. + +The Three Parts of this book can be had in separate volumes by those who +desire it. This will be advisable when the book is to be used in +teaching quite young children, especially in schools. + + * * * * * + +Published by HARPER & BROTHERS, New York. + +_Sent by mail, postage prepaid, to any part of the United States, on +receipt of the price._ + + + + +CHILDREN'S + +PICTURE-BOOKS. + +Square 4to, about 300 pages each, beautifully printed on Tinted Paper, +embellished with many Illustrations, bound in Cloth, $1.50 per volume. + +The Children's Picture-Book of Sagacity of Animals. + + With Sixty Illustrations by HARRISON WEIR. + +The Children's Bible Picture-Book. + + With Eighty Illustrations, from Designs by STEINLE, OVERBECK, VEIT, + SCHNORR, &c. + +The Children's Picture Fable-Book. + + Containing One Hundred and Sixty Fables. With Sixty Illustrations + by HARRISON WEIR. + +The Children's Picture-Book of Birds. + + With Sixty-one Illustrations by W. HARVEY. + +The Children's Picture-Book of Quadrupeds and other Mammalia. + + With Sixty-one Illustrations by W. HARVEY. + + * * * * * + +Published by HARPER & BROTHERS, New York. + +_Sent by mail, postage prepaid, to any part of the United States, on +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. + +_Sent by mail, postage prepaid to any part of the United States, on +receipt of the price._ + + + + +[Illustration] + +THE DARWINOGRAM. + + +The object of this game is to discover from what prehistoric animal you +are descended. You select any one of the numbers, and follow the line to +which it belongs with the point of a pencil to the other end, and there +you will find your original ancestor, according to the theory of Mr. +Darwin. It may prove to be a butterfly, or it may prove to be a goose. + + + + +[Illustration] + +THE LITTLE SPANISH DANCER. + + +This lively little fellow is very easily made. Take an old kid glove and +cut off the fingers--this is for the foundation. Upon it you may sew any +bits of bright silk or cloth you like to look like a jacket, and hide +the doubled-up fingers. Make two little mittens, and two little socks +with stuffed toes, remembering to stuff one sock higher than the other, +as your forefinger is shorter than your middle finger, and you want your +dancer to have both legs the same size. After dressing up your hand to +your satisfaction, paint on the back of the wrist a face with +water-colors, mixing a little gum with them if they will not "lay," and +the little Spaniard is ready to dance as long as it pleases you. + + + + +CHARADE. + + + My whole most mischievous appears; + Yet, if I you offend, + Cut off my first, and swiftly will + You bring me to my end. + + Freed from my last, I'm gayly off, + Yet would you me detain; + Cut off my last, and, lo! for time + Without end I'll remain. + + My first the teamster names his nag + That helps to draw the load, + As toward my last their journey tends + Along the country road. + + When, eagerly, we are my first, + My last to then pursue, + We're anxious most to shun my whole, + While yet my whole we do. + + + + +[Illustration: INTERESTED OLD GENT. "Ha! ha! he'll miss!"] + +[Illustration: DISGUSTED OLD GENT. "Oh! oh! he has hit!"] + +SPRING SPORTS--TWO EPISODES OF "TOP-TIME." + + + + + +End of Project Gutenberg's Harper's Young People, March 9, 1880, by Various + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, MAR 9, 1880 *** + +***** This file should be named 28404.txt or 28404.zip ***** +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: + https://www.gutenberg.org/2/8/4/0/28404/ + +Produced by Annie McGuire + +Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions +will be renamed. + +Creating the works from public domain print editions means that no +one owns a United States copyright in these works, so the Foundation +(and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United States without +permission and without paying copyright royalties. Special rules, +set forth in the General Terms of Use part of this license, apply to +copying and distributing Project Gutenberg-tm electronic works to +protect the PROJECT GUTENBERG-tm concept and trademark. 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