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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/28923-8.txt b/28923-8.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..f703a05 --- /dev/null +++ b/28923-8.txt @@ -0,0 +1,2663 @@ +Project Gutenberg's Harper's Young People, May 25, 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, May 25, 1880 + An Illustrated Weekly + +Author: Various + +Release Date: May 22, 2009 [EBook #28923] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, MAY 25, 1880 *** + + + + +Produced by Annie McGuire + + + + + + + + +[Illustration: HARPER'S + +YOUNG PEOPLE + +AN ILLUSTRATED WEEKLY.] + + + * * * * * + +VOL. I.--NO. 30. PUBLISHED BY HARPER & BROTHERS, NEW YORK. PRICE FOUR +CENTS. + +Tuesday, May 25, 1880. Copyright, 1880, by HARPER & BROTHERS. $1.50 per +Year, in Advance. + + * * * * * + + + + +[Illustration: A MOTHER'S ANXIETIES--"WATER, WATER, EVERYWHERE!"] + + + + +[Illustration] + +MEMORIAL FLOWERS. + +BY M. M. + + Blue violets open their saintly eyes, + Red columbines bend and sway, + White star-flowers twinkle in beds of moss, + And, blooming, they seem to say, + "We bring you the red and the white and the blue + To welcome Memorial-day." + + So gather them, children, at earliest dawn, + While yet they are fresh with dew, + And we'll scatter them over the sacred mounds + Where slumber our soldiers true; + For we'll give them only the colors they loved-- + The red and the white and the blue. + + + + +HOW JONATHAN BEWITCHED THE CHICKENS. + +BY MARY HICKS. + + +"Hurrah! hurrah! Now for a long play-day; the school-master's a witch, +and we are free;" and some twenty boys came flocking and tumbling out of +the school-house door, and went swarming up the street. Not much like +the boys of to-day, except for the noise, were these twenty youngsters +of nearly two centuries ago, who skipped and ran up the streets of +Boston, dressed in their long square-skirted coats, small-clothes, long +stockings, and low shoes with their cherished buckles of silver or +brass. And very different from to-day were the streets through which +they passed as they flocked homeward talking of the master. + +"He'll have naught to do but learn of the Black Man now; they do say he +rides his ferule and bunch of twigs high up in the air, like Mistress +Hibbins used her broom-stick," cried William Bartholomew, the sneak of +the school. + +"He best have been switching thee with it, then," cried Jonathan +Winthrop. "Thou never hast thy share of the whippings--does he, mates?" +and frank-faced Jonathan turned to his companions. + +"Truly thou and I, Jonathan, need not complain that we have not our +share of the fun and the twigs," laughed Christopher Corwin, as he laid +his arm on Jonathan's, and shrugged his shoulders at the thought of +numerous beatings. For Jonathan Winthrop and Christopher Corwin, with +their plots and pranks, were enough to make poor Master Halleck sell his +soul to the Evil One, as report said he had done. + +"His ferule was sharp as a knife," said overgrown Jo Tucker, the butt of +the school. + +"Truly," cried William Bartholomew, "sharper than thy wits, we doubt +not; or thy knife either, for that was never known to cut aught." + +"Keep thy tongue in thy head, Billy Mew; none ever said that was not +sharp enough," put in Christopher Corwin. + +"I do not believe he is a witch," said Samuel Shaddoe, a quiet boy, +dressed in very plain drab clothes, and a wider brimmed hat than the +others. + +"Oh, doesn't thee?" cried several. + +"Thou art but a Quaker thyself, and a Quaker's as bad as a witch any +day," shouted Robert Pike. + +"There, muddle thy stockings in yon mud puddle for that speech, thou +water-loving Baptist," cried Christopher Corwin, as he jostled Baptist +Bob in some water by the way. + +"Hurrah for the witch, and a long play-day!" cried the boys. + +"Peace! peace! ye noisy urchins!" said Magistrate Sewall, as he stepped +suddenly from a doorway. "The master has imps of the earth as well as +the air, I see. Get ye home less noisily, or we must needs put ye in +yonder prison with the master." + +The awe of the magistrate's presence had the desired effect, and the +crowd broke up in groups of two or three, and each took his way homeward +quietly. + +"Jonathan, doest thou believe the master dotted his i's and crossed his +t's when he signed his name in the Black Man's book in the forest +yonder?" said Christopher, as the two boys walked home together. + +"Nay, I know not," said Jonathan, absently. + +"Verily, I hope the Black Man cracked him across his knuckles, if he did +not," said Christopher; and he thought of his own often-aching fists. + +"Chris, thou art too wise to believe the poor master's a witch," said +Jonathan. + +"Nay, how could I be, when the magistrates themselves, and all the wise +men of the town, believe it?" + +"Thou doest not believe the master stuck pins in Job Swinnerton's +stomach?" + +"Nay," laughed Chris; "the green apples from Deacon Gedney's orchard +were the cause of his pain." + +"But, Chris, I'm afraid it will go hard with the master, for all the +boys but thou and I seem bent on making him a witch." + +"Well, trouble not thyself about it. As Billy Mew says, if the master's +a witch, we will have the longer play-day. To-morrow I go to my +grandfather's, in Salem, and thou come over with thy father some day; it +will be rare fun to see the witch children act." + +"Peradventure I may. It will be dull without thee, Chris; and with the +rest of the boys making the master out a witch, they'll have no time for +play." + +"Well, take care of thyself, good fellow, and beware thou doest not +provoke Dame Betty too far; she has a rare relish for calling people +witches." + +"Ay, that she has. There's a pail of water now at her door, and she's +talking with our Debby, I doubt not: let's turn the bottom up to dry;" +and in a wink the two boys were off for this bit of mischief. + +In a few days all were off to Salem--Jonathan's father as one of the +judges, the master to be tried for a witch, with those of the children +whom he had afflicted as accusers, and jolly Chris to see the fun. + +It was very lonesome for Jonathan at home, for he had no brothers or +sisters, his mother was always sick, and Debby spent all her spare time +talking with a crony across the way of the witch-woman, Bridget Bishop, +then on trial for witchcraft. + +So Jonathan made playmates of and amused himself with the chickens of +the Rev. Deodat Parker, who lived next door. Now these chickens were the +source of much pleasure to Jonathan, for the Winthrops had none, neither +Jonathan nor Debby being deemed fit to be trusted with them; and +Jonathan envied the Rev. Deodat Parker his yard full of staid old fowls +and lively young chicks. Early in the spring Jonathan had loved to +caress and cuddle up the little rolls of yellow and black down; but now +that they were great stalking, ragged fowls, putting on all sorts of +airs, they excited his ridicule, and he longed to tease them, and the +last year's brood of clucking hens and crowing roosters, that didn't +quite know what to make of these new-comers. + +Once he would have gone over in the yard to play with and tease the +chickens to his heart's content; but Dame Betty having traced the +overturned pail and numerous other tricks to his door, he considered her +an enemy in ambush, liable to fly out at any moment with a stout +broom-stick or hot suds, and so wisely kept at a safe distance. + +But roosted on the fence, with a handful of corn, Jonathan's fears were +at rest, and he fed the chickens, drove the old roosters nearly wild +with long and loud crowing, and sometimes made a hasty jump into the +yard to set two ruffled, ambitious roosters fighting. + +Now Jonathan teased and bothered the poor fowls so continually that they +began to grow afraid of him, and would not come when he called them, +much to his indignation. But one day he thought of a plan, and went +straightway to work at it. + +First he went to his mother's work-basket and got a spool of thread, +then to the meal chest for a handful of corn. Sitting down on the +door-step, he tied long strings of thread to each grain of corn, then +climbed the fence, and commenced what was fun for him, but misery for +the poor chickens. + +"Chick, chick," called Jonathan; and he threw his handful of corn to the +ground. "Now I've got ye, ye disobliging things," said he to himself, as +the stout old hens and pompous roosters pushed the young ones aside, and +gobbled up the corn. + +Then Jonathan gave a sudden jerk to his strings, that caused the poor +chickens to feel more uncomfortable in their stomachs than they ever had +before, and made the roosters dance, and the poor old hens tumble and +bob around in all directions. Mischievous Jonathan sat and laughed until +he tumbled off the fence, which broke the strings, and set the poor +fowls free. + +This mischief Jonathan carried on for a few days, until the wily chicks +would not come to get the corn when they saw him, and he had to hide +behind the fence until the poor things had swallowed their uncomfortable +morsel, and then he would pop up to see the fun. + +But Betty had her eyes on Master Jonathan, and one morning, while +waiting on table, spoke her mind as follows: + +"Master, I know not what's to be done with that brat Jonathan Winthrop; +now that his father's away, he behaves more unseemly than wont. The +master on trial yonder has made him a witch, and he has bewitched our +chickens." + +"Why for, my good Betty?" + +"Why for? Why, they scream and fly away from him on first sight; and +then he bewitches them nearer, and they are filled with pain seemingly, +and flutter and fly about as if in great distress." + +"Some of his pranks, I doubt not. I'll speak to him. Serve a fowl for +dinner, Betty;" and the Rev. Deodat Parker rose from the table, +evidently not crediting Betty's story. + +Well, the fowl was served for dinner, and the minister and his good wife +ate heartily, likewise Dame Betty. But that night the minister had an +uncomfortable time of it, for the fowl was a tough old hen, and didn't +sit as quietly on the minister's stomach as she would on a nest full of +eggs. + +"To my thinking, that boy's a witch of the Black Man's own brewing," +said Betty, the next morning. "He hath bewitched our chickens, for +certain." + +"Nonsense, Betty," said the minister and his good wife together. + +"Verily, no nonsense," snapped back Dame Betty. "That hen was bewitched +I killed and cooked yesterday, as the eating of it has proved to the +master. Never hen had such legs, or was so hard to kill; and, hark ye! I +could not keep water in the pot," said Betty, mysteriously. + +"Verily, this is a matter to be looked into. Thou thinkest the boy a +witch?" And the Rev. Deodat Parker, uncomfortable from his disturbed +night, was more willing to believe. + +And so, I can hardly tell how, in a short time it was whispered around +that little Jonathan Winthrop was a witch, and had bewitched the Rev. +Deodat Parker's chickens. + +One day Dame Betty walked into the minister's study, and said, "Master, +come and see for thyself." + +So the minister called his good wife, and the three took their station +behind a closed blind. And there, sure enough, was Master Jonathan +astride the fence, waving his hands in the air, in what seemed to them +some dreadful incantation, while on the ground four old hens and one +miserable rooster were bobbing and squawking like things bewitched. + +Now, unfortunately, the minister and his good wife and old Betty could +not see the strings in Jonathan's hands, and so immediately believed him +a true witch. + +"Deodat, it must be seen to," said Goodwife Parker. + +"Yes, I will go at once for a magistrate." And the old gentleman hurried +off with unseemly haste, and returned in a short time with two +magistrates and a brother clergyman, all considerably out of breath as +they took their station behind the blind to see the wonderful +manifestations. + +And Jonathan was at it yet. Owing to the chickens being so hard to +catch, he prolonged the fun when he did catch them. As the solemn +magistrates peeped out, Jonathan gave a jerk to his threads that made +the poor fowls fly toward him, fluttering and squawking like mad; and as +he let the thread out again they ran away with all their might, only to +be twitched back by their tormentor, who laughed until he cried at their +antics. + +The two magistrates and brother clergyman were old, as nearly all men in +office were in those days, and their eyes saw no strings either. So they +had a long talk, and decided Jonathan had best be arrested and tried, +lest he should bewitch people next. + +But on that day little Deliverance Parker, the minister's granddaughter, +who lived out beyond the town, came to make a visit at her +grandfather's, and she was told by Dame Betty that she must not play +with Jonathan Winthrop as she used to do, for he was a witch, and had +bewitched their chickens. And then Dame Betty showed her, as she had +many others, from behind the blinds, Jonathan as he was plaguing the +poor fowls. + +Now little Deliverance had sharp eyes, saw the strings plainly, and took +in the trouble at once; but Betty was so set and stupid she could not +convince her, and they would not let her tell Jonathan of his danger. + +Fortunately matters came to a crisis that afternoon. The magistrates had +been waiting for Jonathan's father to come home; but as he was kept so +long at Salem, they took matters in their own hands, and brought +Jonathan before quite an assembly in the minister's study. + +The poor boy was so frightened at all the stern faces before him that he +didn't know what to say to the charge, and grew so confused and +flustered, they believed him guilty at once. + +But little Deliverance waited until the magistrates had finished +talking, and then walked straight before them, and began to speak. + +"Verily, he is no witch. He only ties strings to the corn that the poor +fowls eat, and by the aid of the strings pulls them about." + +"Thou art mistaken, little one; we saw no strings," said the +magistrates. + +"Yes, but there were;" and little Deliverance was so positive, and by +that time Jonathan had found his tongue, and both children explained the +affair so clearly, that the old magistrates looked rather foolish, and +dismissed the case with a reprimand to Jonathan for wasting his time so +foolishly. But some good came of the boy's prank after all. For his +father, seeing how near Jonathan came being proved a witch, bestirred +himself in favor of poor School-master Halleck, who was set free from +prison in consequence. + + + + +[Begun in No. 19 of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, March 9.] + +ACROSS THE OCEAN; OR, A BOY'S FIRST VOYAGE. + +A True Story. + +BY J. O. DAVIDSON. + + +CHAPTER XII. + +THE "HEATHEN CHINEE" AT HOME. + +The first sight of China--that region of marvel and mystery, where +everything seems exactly opposite to what one sees at home, and the +fashions of three thousand years ago are supreme as ever--is a great +event in any one's life. So thought Frank Austin, who was on the watch +for the Chinese coast long before it came in sight, although the run +from Singapore was an unusually quick one; for the _Arizona_ exerted all +her speed to "get in for a cargo" before a rival steamer, which had kept +close to her all the way, coming so near at times that the respective +officers could exchange a little good-humored "chaff" through their +speaking-trumpets. + +[Illustration: A CHINESE TRADING FLEET SAILING WITH THE MONSOON.] + +But our hero got a glimpse of the "Celestials" sooner than he expected. +For the last two or three days of the voyage the sea was literally +covered with Chinese junks, large and small, many of them strongly +manned, and armed with cannon, to guard against the countless pirates of +the "China seas." At every moment it seemed as if the _Arizona_ must run +some of them down; but just as the crash was about to come, the junk +would veer, and slide nimbly away. When several of them came by +together, the barking of dogs, crowing of roosters, and shouts of +children made Frank feel quite as if he were in a town instead of on the +open sea. So steadily do the "trade-winds" (here called "monsoons") blow +from one quarter, that these junks, starting at the same time every +year, often make a whole voyage without shifting sail at all. + +Frank was delighted with the picturesque sight, and overwhelmed Herrick +with questions, that the old tar answered readily enough. + +"That's right, lad," he would say; "keep your eyes open, and when you +don't know a thing, never be ashamed to ask. That's the way to git +on--you see if it ain't! Why, there's that feller Monkey, now: 'stead o' +lookin' about him when we were at Singapore, I found him fast asleep in +the shadder o' the quarter-boat, never knowin' whether he was in Malacca +or Massachusetts! If you'd been one o' _that_ sort, 'stead o' bein' +supercargo, you'd ha' been shovellin' coal down thar yet?'" + + * * * * * + +For some time past Frank had noticed a curious change in one of the men, +who, after showing himself, a brave and able seaman in the earlier part +of the voyage, had suddenly, without any apparent reason, become so +gloomy and miserable that his mates nicknamed him "Dick Calamity." The +surgeon, though finding no sign of actual illness about the man, had +pronounced him quite unfit for duty, and thenceforth the poor fellow +would sit for hours looking moodily over the side, with a weary, +hopeless expression, which, as Herrick truly said, "made a man's heart +ache to look at." + +One evening there was some music on the after-deck (there being several +good musicians among the lady passengers who had come aboard at +Singapore), and Frank, with some of the officers, stood by to listen. As +the last notes of "Home, Sweet Home" died away, Austin's quick ear +caught a smothered sob behind him. Following the sound, he discovered +poor Dick crouching under the lee of one of the boats, and crying like a +child. + +Frank spoke to him kindly, but for some time could get nothing from him +but sobs and tears. At last, however, the whole story came out. The man +was homesick. + +"I want to be home agin!" he groaned, "and I don't care to live if I +can't. If I could just git one glimpse o' my little farm yonder among +the Vermont hills, it 'ud be worth every cent I've got." + +"But you'll soon be home _now_, you know," said Frank, cheerily. "We're +close to Hong-Kong, and you can get a passage home from there whenever +you like." + +Dick only shook his head mournfully; but after a time he seemed to grow +quieter, and went below. His mates--who had long since left off making +fun of him, and now did all they could to cheer him up--helped him into +his bunk, and recommended him to go to sleep. + +The next morning an unusual bustle on the forecastle attracted Frank's +attention, and he went forward to ask what was the matter. + +"Poor Dick's gone and killed himself,"[1] answered one of the men, +sadly. "I was al'ays afeard that 'ud be the end of it." + +It was too true. An hour later the poor fellow's body, sewn up in a +hammock, and weighted with a heavy shot, was plunged into the sea; and +Herrick, drawing his rough hand across his eyes, muttered, "_That's_ +what comes o' goin' to sea when you ain't fit for it." + + * * * * * + +On the seventh day of the voyage the Chinese coast was seen stretching +like a thin gray cloud along the horizon. Presently the mountains began +to outline themselves against the sky, and as the vessel drew nearer, +the huge dark precipices and smooth green slopes grew plainer and +plainer, while in the background towered the great blue mass of Victoria +Peak, at the foot of which lies Hong-Kong. + +[Illustration: CHINESE FISHING FLEET OFF CANTON.] + +Frank was not a little puzzled by a number of strange-looking brown +objects that lay close inshore, tumbling and bobbing about like +porpoises. But as the steamer approached, they turned out to be Chinese +"sampans" and fishing-boats, hard at work. Some had white sails +criss-crossed with strips of bamboo, others huge brown sails of woven +matting, like bats' wings; and altogether--what with the brightly +painted boats, the queer faces and gestures of the pigtailed fishermen, +the barking of the big dogs which seemed to act as sentries, the +glittering scales of the fish that came pouring out of the nets, and lay +flapping on the deck, the general bustle and activity--it was a sight +well worth seeing. + +Over the after-part of each boat was an awning of straw or matting, +under which the fisherman's family could be seen at work upon their +morning meal of rice and fish, flipping it into their mouths with long +knitting-needles, which Herrick said were the famous Chinese +"chopsticks." They hardly took the trouble to look round at the steamer +as she passed, seeming to care very little whether she happened to run +them down or not. + +And now larger junks began to appear, together with not a few foreign +vessels, which seemed to start out of the solid mountain, for as yet no +opening was to be seen. But all at once the _Arizona_ made a sharp turn +to port, around the elbow of a huge headland, and there, through a gap +in the cliffs, appeared the beautiful harbor of Hong-Kong, right +ahead.[2] + +"Dutch Gap, by hoe-cake!" cried a tall Virginian, with a joyful grin. + +"Ah! don't I jist wish it was!" muttered another, who was beginning to +feel a touch of poor Dick Calamity's complaint. + +Gliding past the pretty little islet that sentinels the entrance, the +_Arizona_ ran in and dropped anchor, while the rival steamer, came +slowly up behind her. + +[TO BE CONTINUED.] + + +FOOTNOTES: + +[1] A fact. + +[2] The Russian port of Balaklava, in the Crimea, has an entrance of the +same kind. + + + + +THE STORY OF A WINGED TRAMP. + +BY FLETCHER READE. + + +Tramps, you think, are a modern invention, and a very disagreeable one, +too; but if you had chanced to live so long ago as when the earth was +young, you would know that the institution is a very old and honorable +one. + +You would have heard, too, in that far-off golden age, of the winged +tramp--a beautiful youth who spent his life in travelling from place to +place, sometimes on the earth, sometimes in the air, walking or flying +as the humor seized him: a merry fellow withal, and the very Prince of +the wandering brotherhood. + +He was, indeed, a true Prince, for his father, Zeus, was King of +Olympia, and his mother, Maia, was descended from the Titans, an ancient +and royal family. + +Instead of living in the grand Olympian palace, however, Maia preferred +to remain in her own home--a beautiful grotto on the hill Kyllene, and +it was here that the young Prince Hermes was born. + +Even then babies were wonderful beings, as they are now, and always must +be; but of all astonishing and precocious infants Hermes was certainly +the most remarkable. + +Cuddled and wrapped in his cradle, and six hours old by the sun, he +leaped to his feet, and ran swiftly across the hard, uneven floor of +Maia's cave. + +Just outside the door he spied a tortoise. + +"Aha, my fine fellow!" said this wonderful baby, "you are just the +person I wished to see." + +The tortoise was so taken by surprise that he could not find a word to +say, and by the time he had made up his mind that the best thing for him +to do was to get out of the way, there was nothing left of him to get +away with, for the baby Prince had thrust out his eyes, and had +converted his shell into a lyre. + +Hermes smiled as he held it between his hands, and then, seating himself +by his mother's side, he began to sing, recounting to her all the most +wonderful events of her life. + +It was now that Maia discovered for the first time that her baby wore +on his feet a curious pair of sandals, on each of which grew tiny wings. + +She turned quickly to clasp him in her hands, for she knew by the sign +of the winged shoes that he would soon fly away from the little grotto +of Kyllene. + +But Hermes sprang out of her reach, and laughed gayly as she chased him +about the cave, hardly stopping to turn his head as he bounded past her, +and out into the open air, carrying his lyre in his hand, and wearing on +his head a funny little hat, on which were two wings like those upon his +shoes. + +Faster and faster he flew, now floating on the wind like a swallow, now +bounding over the earth, and now rising just above the tops of the +highest trees. + +This was the little tramp's first journey, and his errand, I am sorry to +say, was a very wicked and mischievous one; for no sooner did he see the +cows of Prince Apollo feeding in the pastures of Pieria than he decided +to steal a couple of them for his breakfast, and to let the rest stray +away. Having accomplished this piece of mischief, he went back to his +cradle, gliding through the open door as swiftly and softly as the +summer wind. + +Phoebus Apollo soon discovered what had happened, and started off in +pursuit of the robber; but Hermes was by this time fast asleep. + +"What! I steal your cows!" he exclaimed, rubbing his eyes, as Apollo +stood at the door of Maia's cave. "I beg your pardon, but I do not even +know what a cow is." + +Then he laughed to himself, and hid his face under the clothes; but +Apollo was not to be deceived, and Hermes was compelled to leave the +pleasant grotto, and appear before Zeus to answer for his crime. + +Still the little tramp denied the theft: "No, no," he said, "I never +stole a cow in my life. I do not know a cow from a goat. I, indeed!" And +the boy turned on his heel, laughing as he spoke. + +"Hermes," said Zeus at length, from his royal throne, "it is useless for +you to try longer to deceive us. Return the cows, make up the quarrel, +and Apollo will forgive the theft." + +Hermes saw that his secret was discovered, and confessed his fault as +gayly as he had before denied it. + +Prince Apollo was still somewhat out of humor, but as the boy led him +back along the sandy shores of Pieria, he told such pleasant stories and +sang such bewitching songs that the angry Prince began to smile, and at +last declared that the music was worth the loss of a hundred cows. + +Hermes, who was as generous as he was mischievous, immediately made +Apollo a present of his lyre, and Apollo, not to be outdone, gave him in +return a magic wand. This wand, which was so cunningly carved that it +looked like two serpents twining around a slender rod, was called a +caduceus, and Hermes carried it with him in all his wanderings. + +After Apollo and Hermes had exchanged presents, they swore eternal +friendship to each other; and then, having pointed out the place where +the cows were hid, Hermes hurried back to Olympus. + +Having once tasted the delights of travel, he could not endure the +thought of a quiet humdrum life in the little cave at Kyllene, and he +besought the King to send him on some foreign mission. + +Zeus, pleased with the boy's adventurous spirit, appointed him his +special Ambassador. + +Light of foot and light of heart was the bright-haired messenger of the +gods, the very merriest tramp that ever walked, or flew, or ran. + +Sometimes he showed to travellers the road they had lost, and sometimes +he led them far out of the way, stealing their purses, and then laughing +at their tears. + +On one occasion, having found Zeus in great distress because the Queen +had determined to kill Io, a lovely young girl of whom the King was very +fond, he declared that he alone would save her. + +Zeus at first changed Io into a heifer, but the Queen discovered the +secret, and sent Argus, a monster with a hundred eyes, to watch her. + +It seemed impossible that the lovely Io could escape, and the poor old +King was in despair. + +"Trust me," said the cheerful Hermes, "I will manage the matter." + +Swifter than a cloud that flies before the wind, he glided through the +air until he reached the spot where the monster lay in wait for Io. + +With one touch of his wand Hermes put the beast to sleep, and before he +had time to wink even one of his hundred eyes Argus was dead. + +It would take too long to tell of all the wonderful deeds which Hermes, +the "Argus slayer," the messenger of the gods, performed. + +Wherever he went he was greeted with prayers and songs and gifts, for +although he sometimes wrought more harm than good, the winged tramp was +always a welcome visitor both to gods and men. + + + + +[Begun in HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE No. 24, April 13.] + +THE STORY OF GEORGE WASHINGTON. + +BY EDWARD CARY. + + +CHAPTER VII. + +General Washington was now "President" Washington. The man was the same, +but the work he had to do was very different. And then it was all new. +My readers have not yet got so used to doing things that they do not +know that it is a great deal harder to do anything the first time than +it is the second or the third. + +Washington was not only the first President, but the whole government, +in which he had so great a part, was a strange thing. No one understood +exactly how it was going to work, and a great many people in each State +were afraid of it. They thought that the President would have too much +power, and that he would get to be as bad as a King after a while, and +the people hated Kings bitterly in those days. + +Some very earnest but not very just writers went so far as to say that +the country had only got rid of George the Third (who was King of +England), to set up in his place "George the First" (meaning +Washington), and they said the change was like the one the frogs made +from "King Log" to "King Stork." + +What this meant you may find in Ęsop's Fables. And I must say that our +first President was a good deal more like a King in his manners and his +notions than our Presidents are nowadays. Perhaps he was more so than he +would be if he were President now. + +He was a proud man--not a vain one, but proud of his office; and he +wanted people to show their respect for his office by the manner in +which they treated him. He dressed very richly, and had his wife dress +richly too. He rode to and from the Capitol in a coach with four horses, +and sometimes even six, handsomely clad. He put his servants in a sort +of uniform, like the "livery" which nobles' servants wear. He gave grand +parties, where he and Mrs. Washington received their guests from a +slightly raised platform, called a "dais." + +On every occasion where he appeared as President of the United States he +insisted that things should go on in a certain order, and with as much +display as possible. But in his private life and conduct he was as +simple and modest as any one could be. + +In his public work Washington chose some of the best and ablest men in +the country to help him. He called Alexander Hamilton from New York to +take care of money matters, with the title of Secretary of the +Treasury. Hamilton was an officer on Washington's staff during the +Revolution, and had led the Americans over the British redoubts in the +last fight at Yorktown. Washington knew him to be as honest and skillful +as he was brave, and relied on him greatly. Then he called Thomas +Jefferson from Virginia--a very clear-headed man, with many bold +ideas--to take charge of any business that might come up with other +nations. His title was Secretary of State, and he had a great deal to +do, for the governments of Europe had not yet learned to respect the +rights of the United States, or to care much for this country in any +way. + +General Washington took up his residence in New York, where Congress was +then meeting. The first thing he did was to lay out an order in which +business should be done, in such a manner that nothing should be +neglected, and things should not get confused. His plans were made after +asking advice from the chief men about him, for, great man as he was, he +was always ready to take the counsel of others. + +Nothing is more striking in reading Washington's letters than this habit +of asking advice. It certainly did not come from any lack of courage, +for when he had once made up his mind, he was very firm in carrying out +his plans. And when he had to do so, he could act very quickly and +wisely without advice, and during the war he frequently did what he +thought best against the advice of his generals. + +[TO BE CONTINUED.] + + + + +HOW TO MAKE AN AVIARY. + +BY A. H. M. + + +[Illustration] + +One of the charms of having a good garden is the opportunity it affords +for keeping different pets, caged or at liberty; and those who are fond +of birds can find no easier way of watching their habits than by keeping +them in an out-door aviary, such as any bright boy with a love for +carpentering, and a few good tools, can build for himself. + +There are certain rules and facts connected with carpentry to be borne +in mind and acted upon: Buy only the best tools, and keep them _sharp_; +keep your tools, when not in use, well out of the reach of little +children, who would be glad to use your chisels, if not to dig out +refractory tin tacks, at least as screw-drivers. + +In doing any out-door work, such as a fern frame, dove's house, or what +not, never put together any part of it inside the shop until you have +ascertained that such portion will somehow get through the doorway. This +remark brings us back to the aviary, and its general size. + +If it is to be about seven feet square, the frame of each side can be +set up in-doors; if larger than that, each piece of wood, when prepared, +will have to be taken out, and the various parts joined together near +where the aviary is to stand. + +The materials we require consist merely of ordinary deal rafters, two +inches square, and a good number of deal boards, five-eighths of an inch +thick, planed on one side, with rebate and groove already cut--all of +which may be obtained of any timber-merchant. + +[Illustration: Fig. 1.] + +[Illustration: Fig. 2.] + +First, the frame of one side, as before stated, is put together, A B C D +(Fig. 1), then that of the opposite side, E F G H, the various corners +being mortised into one another (Fig. 2). Then the remaining parts of +the frame having been got ready piece by piece, the whole may be set up. +The two iron stays between each couple of upright rafters must on no +account be omitted; nor yet the galvanized iron squares, similar to +those used by shop-keepers to support their window-shelves, which will +be found most useful to strengthen the angles. + +[Illustration: Fig. 3.] + +Now get the mason to come with his cement and some bricks, and build up +on the selected site a level foundation for the house to rest on, +spreading a layer of cement along the top of the upper course of bricks, +to which the base of the frame-work (which must be lifted on to it while +it is moist) will adhere. Then, to give additional stability, and lessen +the risk of the house being lifted or shifted by a gale (for, being open +in front and sides, it will offer, like the inside of an open umbrella, +far greater resistance to the wind than would be the case if glazed as a +greenhouse is), an inner line of bricks is next cemented against the +side of the bottom rafters all round, and flush with their surface, as +seen at Fig. 3. Lastly, when the floor has been paved with bricks, the +mason's job is finished. + +[Illustration: Fig. 4.] + +[Illustration: Fig. 5.] + +Now comes the roof. This is made to play out widely for two purposes: to +give our aviary a somewhat ornamental appearance, and also to carry the +drip well clear of the walls and wire netting. First of all, the boards, +B (Fig. 4), must be nailed on, planed surface downward, to form a smooth +ceiling; then the whole is covered with strips of stout canvas, A, +overlapping one another. The ends of the canvas are fastened tightly +under the eaves, and the exposed selvedge of one strip, with the +selvedge of the next beneath, is properly tacked to the wood. Finally +the top piece, C, and the narrow strips of wood, B (Fig. 5), being +securely nailed on over the canvas, the roof is complete; and when +painted with _light_ lead-color, it will be perfectly water-proof, and +have the appearance, without the weight, of a real leaden covering. + +[Illustration: Fig. 6.] + +[Illustration: Fig. 7.] + +There remain the sides to be walled up. The boards for these can now be +nailed on from the bottom upward, with the exception of the pieces H H +(Fig. 6), which must be left over until the wire netting has been +attached to the upright pillars. A window two feet square, of a single +pane of strong glass, well bedded in putty, to give more light to the +interior, without extra draught, and with wire netting over the glass on +the inside, is placed at the back, where also is seen the door, +capacious enough for a person to get in and clean out the aviary when +required; for which purpose three feet by two feet will give sufficient +room. But we do not want the bother of unfastening this big door, and +stooping down to the floor, every time we put in the saucers of food, +besides running the risk of allowing some of the birds to fly out during +the operation; so we construct another one, much smaller, at the side +(Fig. 7), at about the height of one's elbow when standing by it. Two +brackets fixed to the door serve to keep it in a horizontal position +when open, thus forming a table on which to place and fill the saucers +with seed and bread and milk, before transferring them to the wooden +tray at the same level inside. Another little door, fourteen inches by +four inches, with the bottom of it flush with the brick floor, A (Fig. +8), and a spring like that of a mouse-trap attached to the hinges to +make it shut, will be large enough to admit a zinc trough one foot +square, two inches deep, which will contain abundance of water to give +all the birds a good bath daily. + +[Illustration: Fig. 8.] + +Two coats of lead-color painted over the whole outside wood-work, two +coats of dark green over that and over the wire netting, three coats of +light lead-color over the outside of the roof, with three coats of white +paint over the walls and roof inside, will complete the work of the +house itself. + +[Illustration: Fig. 9.] + +[Illustration: Fig. 10.] + +The arrangement of perches and nesting-places may be left to the +reader's judgment. The goldfinches will want some slender twigs close to +the roof, and a swinging perch, such as in Fig. 9, as they love to get +up as high as possible, and look down contemptuously on everybody else. +The canaries will like another swing (Fig. 10) suspended from a stout +perch above by a small swivel and chain, and placed in the front near +the wires, where they can be swung to and fro by the breeze. It is +pretty to watch the canaries singing as they swing. + +The site should be as sunny and sheltered as possible. If the front of +the house can face south, and there be a hedge or spreading shrub on the +eastern side, the birds will have nothing to complain of from spring to +autumn. By the first of November place a covering of thick warm felt +over the whole roof, tacking it to the narrow slips above the canvas, so +that a space is left between the boards and the felt, the warmth of a +_double_ roof is imparted to the interior, and the birds are made all +snug and comfortable. This covering, together with a wooden shutter +fitting closely over the top half of the netting on the weather side, +may be removed again in March. + +One word more. It may happen that at feeding or cleaning-out time a cock +bullfinch, or some valued bird, will slip out and escape. Nothing +whatever will be gained by exclaiming, "What a pity!" nor would it be +wise to chase the fugitive from bush to bush, because to pursue would +merely frighten it farther afield. But if left alone, it will probably +be too much astonished at the novelty of its freedom to think of flying +at first farther than the nearest thick shrub. So, having noticed where +it has flown to, we must fetch the trap-cage without losing a moment, +put in a hen from the aviary as call-bird, a few grains of hemp as bait, +stand the cage on a box, or anything else, close to the bush, and watch +from some point out of sight. In less than ten minutes we shall most +likely have caught the truant safely once more. + + + + +THE ERMINE. + + +The silky white fur which forms the ornament of many a royal robe is the +skin of the ermine--a graceful and saucy member of the weasel tribe. The +ermine is found in all Northern countries. In the summer it is a +reddish-brown creature, but no sooner does the reign of winter begin +than it attires itself in purest white, with the exception of the tip of +its tail, which is glossy jet black. It is thought by naturalists that +the coat of the ermine changes color at the beginning of winter, but +that the change in the spring is effected by shedding the white hairs, +which are replaced by new ones of a brown tint. + +The ermine (sometimes called stoat) is somewhat larger than the common +weasel, but not unlike it in its habits. It lives in hollow trees and +among rocks, wherever it can find a snug hiding-place. Although it often +comes out to frolic in the sun, its hunting-time begins with the setting +of the sun. Toward evening, when the shadows are rapidly lengthening +across the clearings, the ermine may be seen issuing forth for its night +campaign. Now it twists its lithe body like an eel in and out among the +rocks and underbrush; now it stands for a moment motionless, peering +about in search of a victim, its slender little body arched up in the +middle like an enraged cat. It is always on the alert, whisking here and +there, sniffing at every hole and corner where perchance some rat or +rabbit may lie concealed. + +Odd stories are told of the extreme boldness of the ermine, and some of +them are no doubt true. A celebrated German hunter relates that, +creeping through the forest in search of game, he came to the edge of a +clearing, where he saw two ermine frolicking about on the ground. +Seizing a stone, he threw it with such sure aim that one of the little +creatures was knocked senseless, when, to his astonishment, the other, +giving a loud cry, sprang at him, and running up his clothes with the +rapidity of lightning, fastened its sharp teeth in the back of his neck. +With the utmost difficulty he succeeded in freeing himself from the +angry ermine, which bit his face and hands severely in the struggle. + +The ermine is a cruel enemy of all small beasts, a despoiler of birds' +nests, as it likes nothing better than a supper of fresh eggs, and a +most heartless persecutor of the snug homes of rabbits and squirrels. +Hares appear conscious of their entire helplessness in the presence of +this dangerous foe, and although they are swifter of foot, the bright, +glittering eye of the ermine paralyzes them with terror; and should they +attempt to fly, the ermine well understands the art of riding on the +back of its victim, its sharp teeth fastened in its throat, until, +exhausted and faint, the stricken hare is forced to succumb. + +Even the powerful water-rat is no match for the ermine. It may spring +into the pool by which it lives, and swim rapidly among the reeds; but +the ermine, although its home is on land, is as good a swimmer as the +rat, and fastening its teeth in its victim's throat, it drags it, +helpless and dying, on shore. + +In May or June the ermine seeks some soft, secluded corner, from whence +it comes forth in a few days with five or six playful, tiny children. No +pussy cat is a prouder, fonder mother than the ermine. It bestows the +tenderest care and caresses on its little ones until they are three or +four months old, and capable of shifting for themselves. Should danger +threaten its children, the ermine will seize them all in its mouth, and +fly to a place of safety; even if compelled to swim a deep river to +escape capture, it will carry its babies safely over. + +The fur of the ermine is very much valued. The species which inhabit +Siberia and the most northern countries of Europe are the most sought +after by traders, as the intense cold of those regions blanches the fur +to silvery whiteness. These creatures are usually caught in traps, and +specimens are sometimes kept by the trappers as pets. A Swedish +gentleman relates his experience with one that was captured about +Christmastime, when its beautiful silky coat was of the purest white, +with the exception of the pretty black tip on its tail. + +It was first placed by its owner in a large room, where it soon made +itself completely at home. It would run up the curtains like a mouse, +twist itself into the smallest corners, and at length, one day, when it +had been invisible for several hours, it was discovered snugly curled up +in an unused stove funnel, its beautiful coat smeared with rust and +soot. + +When its cage was ready, the ermine, after being placed in it, developed +an extraordinary temper. It would dash about, climbing on the wire, and +uttering a loud hissing cry, as if protesting against confinement. When +it went to sleep, it would curl up in a ring, twisting its little tail +around its nose. It was fed with milk, which it drank eagerly, with +hens' eggs, the contents of which it sucked, and with small birds, which +it ate, leaving nothing but the feathers. + +A large brown rat was one day put into the cage alive. At first the +ermine curled in a corner, and allowed the rat to drink its milk, and +range about the floor. But the daring rat approached too near the lord +of the domain. With one quick spring the ermine was on the back of its +antagonist, its long teeth buried in its throat. A terrible battle +ensued, the rat several times freeing itself from the ermine, which +returned again and again, until at length the rat was stretched lifeless +and bleeding on the floor of the cage. The ermine then devoured it, +leaving nothing but the head, skin, and tail, thus thoroughly disproving +the assertion that the whole weasel family only suck the blood of their +victims. + +[Illustration: FIGHT BETWEEN AN ERMINE AND A BROWN RAT.] + +In our illustration the ermine is represented in deadly contest with a +large brown rat (_Mus decumanus_), called the Norway rat in England, +although the species is said to be unknown in the country after which it +is named. This rat is supposed to have been brought into Europe from +Asia early in the eighteenth century, and about one hundred years ago it +made its way to America. The Germans call it the migratory rat, because, +starting from its native place in the far East, it has made itself at +home in nearly every country. It is one of the boldest and most +destructive of its tribe, and a dreadful nuisance wherever it goes. + + + + +"FOR MAMMA'S SAKE." + +A STORY OF NED AND HIS DOG. + +BY MARY D. BRINE. + + +There was no mistake about it. Ned and his mother were very poor, and +decidedly uncomfortable. Ned was so tired of living in one little room, +where all day long mamma sat by the window and sewed till the day-light +faded away; and sometimes, too, both he and mamma went to bed rather +hungry, and when the little boy used to pat his mother's thin cheeks +lovingly, after a sweet baby fashion he had, he could often feel the +tears in her eyes, when it was too dark for _his_ bright blue eyes to +look upon her face. There was a cunning little dog, Fido, Ned's only +playmate, which also lived with them in that small room, and his chief +occupation was the constant wagging of a very bushy tail, and a +readiness to accept the slightest invitation for a frolic from his small +master. + +As for Fido's meals, he had grown so used to circumstances that I don't +believe he even remembered the taste of a good juicy bone such as he +used to have in Ned's old home before the days of poverty came. Never +mind _what_ brought about a change of circumstances in the family, but +the change had come sadly enough, and Ned and mamma had only the memory +of the times gone by to comfort them. Fido had been a puppy in those +days--they were only two years back, after all--and if dogs can +remember, no doubt this doggie longed for the green fields and sunny +lanes in the pretty country town where he and Ned ran races together, +and _never_ were hungry. The little boy was only six years old then, and +now, on the day before my story begins, mamma had celebrated his eighth +birthday by buying him a tiny sugar angel with gauze wings, which filled +Ned with awe and delight. Eat it? No, not he! it was far too lovely for +that; so he suspended the angelic toy by a string, and it soared above +Ned's bed day and night, keeping sweet watch over all things. + +But to Fido, the shaggy-haired, pug-nosed companion of his days, and +sharer of his discomforts, Ned's heart clung with a love unbounded. He +laughed, and Fido laughed, or, that is to say, Fido _barked_, which +meant a laugh, of course. Ned cried, and Fido also wept, if a drooping +of ears and tail, and a decided downcast expression of countenance, +meant anything in the way of silent sympathy. + +They were always together, and of the greatest comfort to one another, +so that the "alley boys" (as they were called who lived by the +tenement-house in which Ned lived) used to cry, jeeringly, whenever the +little boy appeared for a breath of air, "How are you, Ned, and how is +your dog?" or, to vary it occasionally, "How are you, doggie, and how is +your Ned?" + +I am telling this, so that my little readers can understand how hard it +was for the little boy to do what he did, after a time, for mamma's +sake. + +It came about in this way. One afternoon late, when Mrs. Clarke had gone +to carry home some work, and Ned and Fido were having a regular frolic +on the floor, there came knocking at the door a Mrs. Malone, who +collected the rent due from the several lodgers in the miserable +building. With a frown on her face, when informed that Mrs. Clarke was +out, the woman had bidden the boy tell his mother that "she'd wait no +longer for the rent due her, and Mrs. Clarke might look out for +herself." + +Ned had cowered before her threatening face, but Fido, far from feeling +any fear, had boldly barked at the intruder until he had nearly shaken +his bushy tail from his small body. That made Mrs. Malone angry; and +meeting Mrs. Clarke on the stairs, she repeated her threat to the weary, +tired woman, who presently entered the room in tears. + +Ned soon learned that the man from whom his mother had obtained sewing +had dismissed some of his work-women, and Mrs. Clarke amongst them; and +now indeed there seemed distress before them. The boy was too young to +fully comprehend all his dear mother's woes, but his loving heart grew +sad and thoughtful, and he stood mournfully by the window looking up +into the sky, where he knew papa was so safely living. Poor little Fido +sat silently beside his master, wondering what had happened to break up +the frolic so suddenly; and altogether, while mamma prepared the simple +supper, things were very quiet and sad. + +"Have you got much money, mamma?" asked Ned at last. + +His mother could not help smiling at the question so plaintively asked. +"Enough for the rent, dear," she replied, trying to speak cheerily. "And +to-morrow maybe I'll find some new work. Don't look so sad, my little +Ned; we'll manage to get along in some way if we trust in the dear +Father above. You know we must have courage, Ned, and not despair." + +"But I can't be glad when you cry, mamma," said the boy; and straightway +his soft cheek was laid against mamma's, and he comforted her with his +kisses till she smiled again, and the tears were all dried. + +The next day mamma went out early, leaving Ned and Fido to take care of +the room. She little knew what plans had developed themselves in Ned's +small head during the night, when the little fellow had been unable to +sleep, and had tormented himself with wishing he was "a big boy, and +could earn money for his poor mamma." No, indeed, she knew nothing of +any plans on his part. So she had kissed his sweet lips, sighed to +herself over his pale cheeks, and telling him that she would not be home +until afternoon, and he would find luncheon for himself and Fido all +fixed on the closet shelf, had gone out into the streets to look for +work from store to store. + +But Ned knew what he had to do before mamma's return, and no sooner had +she gone than he brushed his curly head, made himself neat and clean, +and lifted his Scotch cap from its peg behind the door. That was the +signal for Fido to sit up on his hind-legs and beg, as Ned had long +before taught him, when preparing for a race in the street; and now he +not only begged, but thumped his bushy tail impatiently against the +floor, saying, dog fashion, "Come, _do_ hurry up." He didn't appear to +notice that his little master's face was sober this morning, and that +once two big tears gathered in the blue eyes which were usually such +merry eyes, as a boy's should be. + +And finally, after Ned had written, in a very scrawly hand, "Dear mamma, +Fido and I are going to take a walk just a little while," and placed the +queer little note where his mother would see it if she came home before +him, the two friends went down the narrow stairs, and through the alley +into the street which led toward the City Hall. Fido looked inquiringly +into his master's face to see what could be the reason that he walked so +quietly along this morning, instead of, as heretofore, racing and +chasing his four-footed little comrade from block to block. But Ned was +swallowing several lumps in his throat, and had no heart for a frolic. + +It was not long before the City Hall Square was reached; and a little +timidly, now that he was in so large and strange a place alone, Ned +seated himself upon the broad stone lower step of the great building, +and lifted Fido in his arms. Then he mustered courage, and cried, +feebly, although he fancied his voice was very loud and brave: "Anybody +want to buy a dog? Dog to sell. Want a dog?" + +But nobody seemed to hear him, and the noise of the streets frightened +our poor little fellow into silence for a while. So he buried his face +in Fido's shaggy back, and tried not to cry. + +"Oh, my doggie Fido!" he murmured, "you've truly got to be sold. Oh +dear! it is awfully hard, and I'll 'most die without you. But you must +be sold, 'cause mamma is so poor." + +Fido wriggled about, and objected to being held in Ned's arms, when he +wanted to frisk about on the broad pavement; and so he whined and +snarled a little, and even ventured a growl--something very rare with +gentle Fido. But Ned did not dare let him go, and so held the tighter, +until doggie tried the persuasive powers of his little tongue, and +kissed his master's hand over and over again. + +Then pretty soon a policeman came by, and eyed Ned severely. That was a +terrible scare for the youngster, and he said, eagerly, "Please, sir, I +ain't doing anything. I'm only waiting to sell my dog, 'cause my +mother's so poor." + +The burly guardian of the peace laughed and went his way, and Ned +breathed freely again. But somebody had chanced to hear his words--a boy +of ten or twelve years--and he came near to look at the dog in Ned's +arms. + +"Will you buy him, boy?" asked Ned, earnestly. "I'll sell him _real_ +cheap; and, you see, I must take mamma some money to-day." + +The boy was ready enough to make the purchase, but though he turned his +pockets inside out, he could not rake and scrape from them more than the +sum of one dollar. + +"Here's all I've got," he said. "My grandpa gives me lots of money; but +it's all spent but this, and you won't sell him for a dollar, I +suppose?" + +Ned's eyes sparkled. "Oh yes, I will, too," he replied. "Oh yes, indeed. +A dollar is a hundred cents, and I never had so many cents in my life, +boy. You may take him now. Only let me kiss him good-by, please." + +His voice faltered a little toward the last, as he hugged the dog +tightly to his heart, and the tears streamed presently from his brave +eyes, in spite of all the winking and blinking to keep them back. + +"Oh, my Fido! my own little doggie!" was all he could say, while the dog +wagged his tail, and wondered what the fuss was about. + +"There, now you'll have to go," Ned said at last, smothering one more +sob, and loosening his arms. "Take him, boy, please, quick as you can." + +The boy promised to be very kind and good to Fido, and attempted to lift +him from Ned's knee. But to this Fido would not agree, expressing his +dislike of the new and extraordinary arrangement, which he couldn't +comprehend, by a growl and short bark. + +Ned apologized. "You see, I've had him an awful long time, ever since I +was a _little_ fellow, and I s'pose he don't want to leave me." + +So the new master tied a string to Fido's collar, and Ned said, gravely, +"Now, Fido, you smile and look pleasant, like a good dog;" and then the +two old friends parted, Fido whining and tugging to break his string, +and Ned wiping his eyes on his jacket sleeve as he hurried toward his +lonely home. + +He reached it just after mamma had come in, and his little note was in +her hand. With a choking sob, he sprang into her arms, and thrust the +dollar--small silver pieces--into her hand. "Take it, mamma--oh, take it +quick!" he cried, and then came the explanation concerning his morning's +work. It was told with many tears and sobs, in which mamma was not +ashamed to join, as she folded her brave little son in her arms. + +For her sake he had parted with his one loved treasure, and his reward +was great when she kissed and called him her comfort and little helper. +But she did not let him know how almost useless his sacrifice had been, +since the dollar would go but a small way toward the relief of their +necessities. Oh no, she let him feel happy in the thought that he "_had_ +helped dear mamma," and the thought went far toward softening the grief +of parting with his pet. + +So days went by, until one morning Mrs. Clarke decided to answer in +person an advertisement that called for "A Housekeeper," and took her +son with her, lest he should miss more than ever his old companion and +playfellow. + +The house to which they were directed was a large, handsome house, +having beside the door a small gilt sign bearing the name of Dr. ----. A +spruce black servant admitted them, and presently the doctor entered the +room. Satisfactory arrangements were made, the gentleman not objecting +to Ned, whose plaintive little face strangely attracted him. And with a +heart full of joy and gratitude Mrs. Clarke rose to take her leave, +until she could return and enter upon her duties. But a boy came +whistling through the hall, and presently--oh, the joy of it!--what +should rush, with a scamper and joyous bark, pell-mell upon little Ned, +but his own Fido! Such a shout of gladness! and Ned sat fairly upon the +floor, and hugged his dog again and again, while the boy--none other +than the doctor's grandson--explained to the bewildered old gentleman +that "this was the boy who had sold him the dog." + +So now, you see, it all turned out happily, and henceforth Fido had +_two_ masters, both of whom he served, although I think the largest part +of his canine heart was given to the old and first master. + +And as for Ned, once in a while he asked mamma this question--not +because it hadn't been answered over and over, but because it kept +suggesting itself to his heart--"Oh, mamma, isn't it the funniest +thing?" + +And the reply was always, "Yes, Ned, it really is." + + + + +[Illustration] + +A TINY SEED. + + + One May morning two green leaves + Peeping from the ground + Patty and her brother Will + In their garden found. + They a seed had planted there + Just ten days ago, + Only half believing that + It would ever grow. + + "Oh, it's growed! it's growed!" they cried, + "And it soon will be," + Will proclaimed, now full of faith, + "Like a little tree: + Then will lady-slippers come, + And they'll all be ours. + Oh, how good God is to turn + Brown seeds into flowers!" + + + + +JAPANESE WINE-FLOWERS. + +BY WILLIAM ELLIOT GRIFFIS. + + +On both sides of the great wide street leading to Asakusa, in old Yedo, +were shops full of toys of all kinds. At certain seasons of the year +booths were hastily put up, and stocked with the curiosities of the +season. For a few days before New-Year's one could buy ferns, lobsters, +oranges, evergreens, and rice-straw festoons. In the second month +appeared seeds, roots, bulbs, and gardeners' tools. Dolls and girls' +toys came on in the third month, ready for the Feast of Dolls. Images of +heroes, banners, toy horses, and boys' playthings, for the Feast of +Flags, were out in the fifth month. Bamboo and streamers, in the seventh +month, celebrated the meeting of the star-lovers. Chrysanthemums in +autumn, and camellias in winter, could be bought, all having their +special use and meaning. Thus throughout the different months Asakusa +was gay with new things of all colors, and bustling with ten thousand +people of all ages. Besides the shops and booths, a constant street fair +was held by people whose counter was the pavement, and whose stock in +trade, spread out on the street, must run the risk of dust, rain, and +the accidents from passers-by. + +Among these jolly peddlers was one Umé, a little rosy-cheeked maid of +twelve years, who sold wine-flowers. + +"Wine-flowers; what are they?" + +If we open the boxes or paper bags sold by Umé, we see a pack of what +seem to be tiny colored jackstraws or fine shavings. They are made by +cutting out very thin slices of pith in the shape of men, women, birds, +flowers, fishes, bats, tortoises, tools, and many other things. These +are gummed, folded up, and pinched tightly, until each one looks like +nothing but a shred of linen or a tiny chip of frayed wood. If you drop +one of them into a bowl of hot water, it will open and unfold like a +flower. They blossom slowly in cold water, but hot water makes them jump +up and open at once. + +Umé's blind grandfather and her mother made these wine-flowers for a +living, and she went out daily and sat on the Asakusa street to sell +them. + +Sometimes they made "shell-surprises." + +Out of a hard paste made from moss they cut the shapes of roses, +camellias, lilies, daisies, etc., of real size, which they painted to a +natural color. Then folding them in a ball, and squeezing them into a +cockle-shell, they were ready for sale. They looked just like common +white shells; but when dropped into hot water they opened at once, and +the ball of gum inside, rising to the surface, blossomed into a flower +of true size and tint. + +"But why are they called wine-flowers?" + +The reason is this. The Japanese drink their "wine" (saké or rice-beer) +hot, and in tiny cups about the size of a small half orange. When one +friend is about to offer the cup to another, he drops one of these pith +chips on the surface of the wine. It blossoms instantly before their +eyes, and is the "flower of friendship." + +[Illustration: A GAME OF SURPRISES.] + +The artist Ozawa has sketched the inside of a home in Japan, where the +children are merrily enjoying the game of surprises. A Japanese mother +has bought a few boxes of the pith toys from Umé. They have a lacquered +tub half full of warm water. Every few minutes the fat-cheeked +servant-girl brings in a fresh steaming kettleful to keep it hot. They +all kneel on the matting, and it being summer, they are in bare feet, +which they like. The elder one of the two little girls, named O-Kin +(Little Gold), has a box already half empty. + +"Guess what this one is," says she to her little brother Kozo, who sits +in the centre. + +"It's a lily, or a pot of flowers--I know it is," cries Kozo: "I know +it, because it's a long one." + +O-Kin drops it. It flutters like a feather in the air, then it touches +the water, squirms a moment, jumps about as if alive, unfolds, and +instead of a long-stemmed flower, it is a young lady carrying a lantern, +all dressed for an evening call. "Ha! ha! ha!" laugh they all. + +"You didn't guess it.--You try," said O-Kin, to O-Haya (Little Wave), +her sister; "it's a short one." + +"I think it's either a drum or a _tai_," (red fish), said O-Haya, +looking eagerly. + +It opened slowly, and a bright red fish floated to the top and swam for +a second. Its eye, mouth, and tail were perfect. "I guessed it," said +O-Haya, clapping her hands. + +"Look, mamma," cried Kozo, to his mother, "here are two heavenly rats +[bats], but they can't fly; two of Fuji Mountain; two _musumé_ [young +ladies], a maple leaf, a plum blossom, a 'love-bird,' a cherry blossom, +a paper swallow, and a kiku [chrysanthemum flower]. They have all opened +beautifully." + +Then mamma dropped in a few from her box. They were longer and finer +than O-Kin's, and as they unfolded, the children screamed with delight. +A man in a boat, with a pole and line, was catching a fish; a rice +mortar floated alongside a wine-cup; the Mikado's crest bumped the +Tycoon's; a tortoise swam; a stork unfolded its wings; a candle, a fan, +a gourd, an axe, a frog, a rat, a sprig of bamboo, and pots full of +many-colored flowers sprung open before their eyes. By this time the +water was tinged with several colors, chiefly red. + +After the fun was over, the children carefully picked out the spent +tricks with a flat bit of bamboo, and spread them to dry on a sheet of +white paper; but they never could be used again. + +Sometimes only flower tricks are used, and then the blossoms open in all +colors, until the water contains a real floating garden or "water +bouquet." + + + + +DANDELION. + +BY AMY ELLA BLANCHARD. + + + "Golden-head, Golden-head, + The sun must have kissed you." + "So he did," said Golden-head, + "Just before he went to bed." + +[Illustration] + + "Golden-head, you're a white head; + The frost must have nipped you." + "No; he would not be so bold; + I am only growing old." + +[Illustration] + + "Puffy-ball, Puffy-ball, + Where's the wind taking you? + I'm afraid another day + You will all be blown away." + + + + +[Illustration: OUR POST-OFFICE BOX.] + + + INDIAN RIVER, FLORIDA. + + My generous uncle James takes YOUNG PEOPLE for me, and as you + welcome messages from your little readers, I thought I would tell + you that I enjoy it very much. Then, too, you might like to know + that it is a favorite in the extreme South as well as in the far + West and in the North. Little folks North and little folks South + have pretty much the same tastes, I reckon; and as I have been + interested in the accounts which little North men give of their + pets, I would like to say something of mine--a pair of egrets. + + My father brought them from a heronry not many miles from the + great Okeechobee Lake. Then they were very young, and so fat that + their long, awkward legs would not sustain their weight. Now they + are three months old, and stand about two feet high. Their plumage + is white as snow, and their legs and long beak a bright + orange-color. Their eyes are yellowish-gray, and very keen and + beautiful. + + I feed them mostly on fish or fresh meat, but in an extremity they + will not disdain a piece of salt pork. They are creatures of + approved valor, and have vanquished all our dogs, as well as the + cocks in the poultry-yard. When attacking they rush forward with + loud cries and flapping wings, well calculated to frighten their + adversaries, and having long necks, they thrust their sharp beaks + like javelins. When threatened by hawks, they squat closely to the + earth, and present their beaks somewhat as the French soldiers did + their bayonets when assailed by the terrible Mamelukes in Egypt. + One night lately an opossum thought to make a meal of them, but + they defended themselves with such vigor that the robber scampered + off just as my father appeared to succor them. + + They are not vicious toward persons, although they sometimes try + to bully people into feeding them when begging does not avail. + Young egrets are a long time learning how to fly, and are + meanwhile carefully attended by their parents. The mother bird + fishes industriously to feed the whole family, while her plumed + mate stands guard at the nest, for their home is in wild regions, + where enemies of many kinds abound. The famous chief Osceola used + egret plumes to adorn his turban. + + JOHN CALHOUN J. + + * * * * * + + CINCINNATI, OHIO. + + I wish to tell you about two pet deer I had, Dolly and Pet. They + were very tame, and if I was eating anything, they would come up + to me and put their fore-feet on my knees, as if to beg for a + piece. They had a very large cage, and I used to go in and play + with them. I am eleven years old. + + I. B. + + * * * * * + + FREEPORT, ILLINOIS. + + I have taken YOUNG PEOPLE from the first number, and I read all + the letters in the Post-office Box. I like to read about the pets. + Papa gave me a calf for a pet. It is red and white, and is now two + weeks old. I do not like to pet it much, because it always wants + to put its nose on me, and I don't like that, for its nose is + always wet. Papa says if it was dry, the calf would be sick. I + have a water-spaniel--a liver-colored, curly fellow. Papa got him + for me when I was three years old, and I have had him eight years, + so you can tell how old I am. I have twenty-two chickens. Some are + light Brahmas, and some golden Seabright Bantams. + + WILLIE B. B. + + * * * * * + + LITCHFIELD, ILLINOIS. + + I like YOUNG PEOPLE, and my papa buys it for me every week. I can + not read well yet, so mamma reads the stories and little letters + to me. I have a pet dog one year old. When I hold up a bit of + cake--which he likes better than anything else--and say, "Do you + want it?" he will bark and jump around lively. His name is Chub. I + have Gyp (my cat), a canary, and six pet chickens. I had a turtle, + but it went out on the porch one day, and fell off, and walked + away. I felt so badly to lose it! I am seven years old. + + LULU M. S. + + * * * * * + + HARPER, IOWA. + + I am seven years old. I live in a town which was named for the + Harper Brothers, and as I was the first child born here, I was + named Harper. I thank you for YOUNG PEOPLE. My papa says the + Harper Brothers have done a great deal of good for the American + people, and I guess he knows, for he reads a great deal. I have + two brothers and a sister older than I am, and we all have great + fun with the Wiggles and Misfits. + + HARPER R. + + * * * * * + + LYKENS, PENNSYLVANIA. + + I am ten years old, and I have two younger sisters--Bertha and + Alice. Bertha is eight, and Alice will be five on the Fourth of + July. Every week when papa brings home YOUNG PEOPLE Alice asks if + there is any more of "Biddy O'Dolan" in it. We all liked that + story very much. We live in the coal regions, within sight of the + breaker, and the coal-dirt banks that look like mountains. I have + never been down the slope--I am afraid--but I have stood at the + top, and seen the empty cars go down and the full ones come up. I + studied algebra this winter, and went as far as cube root. I have + house plants for my pets, and they are in full bloom. + + MAY B. + + * * * * * + + HAMILTON, OHIO. + + I live in the Buckeye State, which is so called from the + buckeye-tree, which grows native in its soil. This tree annually + produces a prolific supply of hazel-colored nuts with smooth + shells, about the size of a buck's eye. Buckeye boys use them for + marbles, and are very proud of their namesake. + + G. C. M. + + * * * * * + + EMINENCE, KENTUCKY. + + When we lived in Texas last year papa gave my brother and me a + little pony. He was so small we called him Nickel. We had to take + the lambs to water every day, and herd them. When we came North, + papa sent Nickel to Michigan, together with a hundred other + ponies, and a gentleman there bought him for his little girl. We + would like to hear from Nickel. + + GEORGIE B. H. + + * * * * * + + COMPETINE, IOWA. + + My brothers and I take YOUNG PEOPLE, and we all help pay for it. + We like to draw the Wiggles, and we had ever so much fun making + Misfits. Grandma lives with us, and knits all of our stockings, + although she is eighty-five years old. I went to school last + winter, but there is no school to go to now, and mamma teaches me + at home. I am nine years old. + + CARRIE E. I. + + * * * * * + + COMPETINE, IOWA. + + I am eleven years old. We have forty hives of bees. Last summer I + hived several swarms myself. Papa says after this year he is going + to let my brother and me take all the care of the bees, and we are + going to sell honey enough to pay for YOUNG PEOPLE next year. We + had one hundred and nine hogs, but papa sold forty-five last week. + The story of "Puck and Blossom" is the best of all. + + JOSEPH C. I. + + * * * * * + + SANDUSKY, OHIO. + + Now that dandelions are in bloom, I would like to describe a very + amusing little trick which may be performed with a long dandelion + stem, a pin, and a small green currant. Stick the pin half its + length through the centre of the currant; then place the currant + on the end of the stem, letting the pin down part way into the + tube; now hold the stem perpendicularly, and blow into it gently. + If skillfully done, the currant will revolve, suspended in the + air. + + C. C. + + * * * * * + + MACOMB, ILLINOIS, _April 29, 1880_. + + I wish to tell Wroton K. that I have heard whippoor-wills several + times, and have seen young rabbits about half grown. Most of the + trees are in blossom here, but it is growing cold now, and may + injure the fruit crop, which is very abundant here. It snowed + slightly on the 19th of April. + + "ZENOBIA." + + * * * * * + + WASHINGTON, D. C. + + I am a little girl twelve years old. I have the hip-disease, and + have to lie down all the time, but I have so many things to amuse + me that I don't mind it much. I have a lounge, and it is pushed up + to the window, so I can look out. I have two canaries--Dick and + Beauty. I have tried to tame them, but do not know how. I wish + some little girl could tell me how to do it. + + "DOT." + + * * * * * + + SPRINGFIELD, MASSACHUSETTS. + + I am nine years old. I have a little sister Bessie. We do not go + out to school, but have had a governess one year. I love to read + the pet letters in YOUNG PEOPLE. I have three--a dog named Trump, + that is a hunting dog, and often goes out with my papa, who is + very fond of shooting; some little white chickens; and a canary + named "Little Brown Jug." + + MAY A. V. + + * * * * * + + NEW YORK CITY. + + It was my birthday yesterday, and my sister gave me YOUNG PEOPLE + for a present. I like to read the letters from children, and to + try to find out the puzzles. I have a brown squirrel, and have + tried to tame it, but can not. I wish you would tell me how. I + would like to write about my dolls, but must not make my letter + too long. I am eight years old. + + TESSIE H. + +The only rules for taming birds, squirrels, or any other little +creatures, are those consisting of patience, perseverance, and kindness. + + * * * * * + + MARYVILLE, EAST TENNESSEE. + + I have two pets--a beautiful little white English rabbit with pink + eyes, and a little Chester pig. I have no sister, but a little + brother three years old. I am seven. Mamma always reads all the + children's letters in YOUNG PEOPLE'S Post-office to me. + + MASON A. B. + + * * * * * + + CONCORDIA PARISH, LOUISIANA. + + I don't know how to write very well, for I have never been to + school, although I am eight years old. Papa and mamma teach me at + home. I thought you might like to hear from a little boy in + Louisiana, who likes HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE very much. I read it + aloud to little Brother Josie, and then papa mails it to Brother + Willie, who is at school in Vidalia, twenty-five miles away. You + would be pleased to hear how sweetly Josie, who is four years old, + can repeat many of the little poems in YOUNG PEOPLE. Dew-berries + are ripe now, and I wish I could send you a large bouquet of our + flowers. I live on a large cotton plantation. Our front gate is + only a few yards from the bank of the Mississippi River, so we + have a fine view of the steamboats as they pass. We have a real + pretty yard to play in, and a nice swing. Our pets are three + beautiful cats--Dick, Spot, and Wesley. I love Dick dearly, for he + is just my age, and we grew up together. I am eight years old. + Mamma calls me her little flower boy, but my "sure-enough" name is + + DAVID AUSTIN C. + + * * * * * + + NORTH GRANVILLE, NEW YORK. + + We are not sisters, but we are together almost as much as if we + were. We each have a pet. One is a little English pug named + Pickles, and the other a cunning little Maltese and white kitten, + and we call her Pinafore. It is very pretty in this little village + where we live in the summer. There is a very fine military school + here, and when it is warm enough for the cadets to drill on the + parade-ground, it makes it very pleasant. + + MAMIE B. AND GUSSIE P. + + * * * * * + + MONTICELLO, WISCONSIN. + + I have read all the letters from boys and girls in YOUNG PEOPLE, + and I would like to tell them about my pets. I have two pet cats. + One is a Maltese, and I call her Nellie; the other is an old gray + cat named Puss. She has five little kittens, and they are so + cunning. I have a pet hen named Hannah. She had two little chicks, + but they died. Uncle George lives with us, and he has a hound + named Fanny. She is a brown beauty, and a great pet. I have two + little sisters. Maud has golden curls, and Ethel has little brown + curls. They are the dearest little pets I have. + + G. NATHAN E. + + * * * * * + + BROOKLYN, NEW YORK. + + Papa read me about Joseph E. G.'s goat Minnie, and I think mine is + just as cunning. His name is Sam, and he has no horns. I know he + loves me, for he follows me all around. I had two rabbits called + Jennie and Baby. Sam and Jennie used to have good fun chasing each + other around the yard playing tag. Sam and I are going to Aunt + Louise's farm next week. Goats eat hay and oats in the winter, and + they eat all the clothes on the wash-line they can reach, too. + + HARRY D. + + * * * * * + + WOONSOCKET, RHODE ISLAND. + + I am ten years old, and I have a bird named Dick, seven years old. + If any one of the family goes near its cage, it spreads its wings + and opens its mouth and scolds. I have a pet cat named Ned, and + when I buy catnip for him he tears open the paper. + + LAURA E. M. + + * * * * * + + POCAHONTAS CENTRE, IOWA. + + I used to live on a farm before I came here. I have no brothers or + sisters, but I have two dogs, Lassie and Peto. Peto is a splendid + retriever. I have a pet cat named Belle, and she has two cunning + kittens. Yesterday my grandpa sent me a bow and arrows all the way + from Michigan, where I used to live. I study natural history in + school, and like it the best of all my lessons. I am almost nine + years old. + + LOUIE B. K. + + * * * * * + + FORT PLAIN, NEW YORK. + + I would like to tell Willie L. B. that the mounds were made by + people who lived in our land before the red man came. They are now + known as the mound-builders. There were also people who made their + houses in cliffs. + + N. B. G. + +There is really nothing known of the history of the mound-builders and +cliff-dwellers, who were early inhabitants of our country. Their mounds +and their dwellings remain, but they are silent monuments of an extinct +people. + + * * * * * + + If Genevieve will give her address, I will exchange pressed + flowers with her when ours blossom. I spoke "Fair Play," the poem + in YOUNG PEOPLE No. 12, in school last Friday. + + ADDIE GOODNOW. + Albion, New York. + +Della Smith, of Keyport, New Jersey, also wishes the address of +Genevieve for the purpose of exchanging pressed flowers. This little +California girl has not yet favored us with her address, but she has no +doubt sent it to some among the many inquirers for her. Probably any +little girl desiring to exchange pressed flowers with Genevieve would be +equally well pleased to do so with any other little girl of California +or other portions of the far West. + + * * * * * + +MAY S.--You will find directions for treatment of moulting birds in +Post-office Box No. 19. + + * * * * * + +WILLIAM A.--About ten years since a law was passed by the Spanish +government that an entire new set of postage stamps should be issued +every year. This law applies not alone to Spain, but also to all its +colonies. A plausible reason for such action is the great prevalence of +counterfeits intended to defraud the government. + + * * * * * + +FRANK A.--An answer to your question respecting barbers' poles is given +in Post-office Box No. 29. The blue is often added to the red and white +by barbers in the United States for a very obvious reason.--For answer +to your other question, see Post-office Box No. 15. + + * * * * * + +"BOB."--If the chest you inquire about was to be opened four hundred +years after the death of the famous sculptor, the time has not yet +arrived, as he died about 1563, only a little more than three hundred +years ago. + + * * * * * + +DAVID R. M.--The specimen you send appears like common gravel mixed with +fibres of last year's leaves. The white glistening bits are quartz. If +there were any shells, they were broken past recognition before reaching +us. + + * * * * * + +PUZZLES FROM YOUNG CONTRIBUTORS. + +No. 1. + +HOUR-GLASS PUZZLE. + +Parts by which things are held. Combs for wool. A rug. In high. A +morass. A pile of sheaves. Parts of a sledge. Centrals read downward +spell a warlike horseman. + + R. D. + + * * * * * + +No. 2. + +ENIGMA. + + My first is in broom, but not in sweep. + My second is in rest, but not in sleep. + My third is in Ireland, not in Cork. + My fourth is in idleness, not in work. + My fifth is in low, but not in high. + My sixth is in near, but not in nigh. + My seventh is in you, but not in me. + My whole is a city in Germany. + + W. S. + + * * * * * + +No. 3. + +GEOGRAPHICAL DOUBLE ACROSTIC. + +A cape in Africa. A mountain in Asia. A river in Russia. A cape in +Spain. Mountains in the United States. Answer--Primals spell the name of +a city, and finals the country in which it is situated. + + LAURA. + + * * * * * + +No. 4. + +WORD SQUARE. + +First, numerous. Second, a resinous plant. Third, a girl's name. Fourth, +a period of time. + + W. G. M. + + * * * * * + +No. 5. + +ANAGRAMS. + +[Each sentence spells one word.] + +1. My Norah. 2. Go not, coal-miner. 3. No taste in corn. 4. Lima +pea-nut. 5. A war body. 6. I mean that mica. + + C. P. T. + + * * * * * + +No. 6. + +ENIGMA. + + My first is in bread, but not in bun. + My second is in cannon, but not in gun. + My third is in nut, but not in shell. + My fourth is in toll, but not in bell. + My fifth is in seed, but not in sow. + My whole was a poet long years ago. + + JAMIE. + + * * * * * + +ANSWERS TO PUZZLES IN NO. 27. + +No. 1. + +Landseer. + +No. 2. + + W H E N + H A V E + E V E R + N E R O + +No. 3. + +Burgoyne's surrender. + +No. 4. + +Jefferson. + +No. 5. + + E + O D E + E D G A R + E A R + R + +No. 6. + + M al L + A arga U + R epas T + T rut H + I llum E + N umbe R + +Martin Luther. + + * * * * * + +Favors are acknowledged from Eddie E. Paddock, Nelson B. Greene, +Nicholaus T. Nilsson, Frank Rogers, R. J. Marshall, J. A. W., Bessie +Hyde, Alice Dudley, May A. Welchman, Rose W. Scott, Clarence Marsh, +Fannie L. V., Harry Knapp, Alice Cowen, Dollie Okeson, Mary Tiddy, Harry +T. Cavenaugh, Etta E. B., M. J. Laurie, Bess, N. L. U., F. G. Thatcher, +S. G. Smith. + + * * * * * + +Correct answers to puzzles are received from C. B. Howard, George W. +Raymond, Frank Hayward, "Zenobia," M. S. Brigham, May F. Willard, Mary +L. MacVean, Charles Wieland, "North Star" and "Little Lizzie," Lillie +F., Alice E. Doyle, R. C. D., Josie Frankenberg, John Larking, May L. +Shepard, David R. Morford, Alfy Dale, Harry F. Phillips, Jack Gladwin, +J. W. Thompson, Alice Hammond, A. C. Jaquith. + + + + +SPECIAL NOTICE. + + * * * * * + +OUR NEW ILLUSTRATED SERIAL. + + * * * * * + +In the next Number of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE will be found the opening +chapter of a new Serial Story, entitled + +"THE MORAL PIRATES," + +written expressly for this paper by WILLIAM L. ALDEN, well known as the +humorist of the New York _Times_. The story, which is full of amusing +incidents and mishaps, describes the adventures of four boys during +their summer vacation. Each Number will be illustrated from spirited +original designs by A. B. 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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._ + + + + +HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE + +AS + +A SCHOOL READER. + + * * * * * + +After an experience of fourteen and ten years, respectively, in teaching +English reading, our success has reached high-water mark in using +_Harper's Young People_ as a school reader. + + W. R. WEBB, } Principals of + J. M. WEBB, } Culleoka Institute, + Culleoka, Tenn. + + * * * * * + +My pupils are very much pleased with the _Young People_, and I find it +ably assists in supplying them with reading matter, so necessary outside +of their usual school-books. Such reading I have hitherto found +difficult to procure, but I think _Harper's Young People_ will prove +very suitable for our purpose. + + ELLEN MCCLEMENTS, + Sheboygan, Wis. + + * * * * * + +Please find enclosed a copy of the Resolution that the Board adopted +this afternoon at my urgent request. + + J. H. LEWIS, Supt. of Schools, + Hastings, Minn. + +_Resolved_: "That _Harper's Young People_ be and is hereby adopted by +this Board as the text-book to be used for reading exercises in the +intermediate grades of the public schools." + + * * * * * + +Please send 9 copies of your _Young People_ for nine weeks, to my +address. I am a teacher in a country school, near this city, and fully +appreciate the advantages to be obtained from putting fresh reading +matter constantly before my pupils. + + CHAS. W. MOULTON, + Minneapolis, Minn. + + * * * * * + +Please send me 100 copies of _Harper's Young People_, divided into 20 +copies, each of five different numbers. I want them for supplementary +reading matter in the public schools. + + EDWARD BURGESS, Supt. of Schools, + Poughkeepsie, N. Y. + + * * * * * + +_Harper's Young People_ is quite popular here. Many of the schools read +from it each week. + + JOSEPH G. EDGERLY, Supt. of Schools, + Fitchburg, Mass. + + * * * * * + +I am delighted with my experiment in using _Harper's Young People_ in my +school in place of reading books. I get closer attention, and better +reading in the class-room, as well as an increased interest in good +reading matter outside of the school. + + FRANK H. GREENE, + Carmel, N. Y. + + * * * * * + +I am a teacher in one of the public schools of this city. I take +_Harper's Young People_ to school with me, and my pupils enjoy it very +much. + +I have the oldest children in the building, and they can understand all +of the pieces. I read them the articles as a reward for good behavior +and well-learned lessons, and let them copy and work out the puzzles. + +It would please you to see how anxiously they wait for each new issue, +and how happy they are when it comes. * * * Permit me to congratulate +you on the success your paper has achieved both here and abroad. + + A TEACHER, + Buffalo, N. Y. + + + + +[Illustration] + +HAVING A GOOD TIME. + + + "Having a good time," are you? + But, ah! what would mother say + If she knew of the two rogues rummaging + In her bureau drawer to-day? + "Mamma's gone out," is that it? + And nurse is "off duty" too? + And little mice, when the cat is away, + Find mischief enough to do. + + Well, little golden-haired burglars, + What do you find for your pains? + Some garments folded so neatly away, + And mamma's jewel-case are your gains. + You look at the jewels before you + With innocent, joyous surprise; + But the jewels _I_ like are your own precious selves, + And like gems are your merry blue eyes. + + But hark! I knew nurse would wonder + What mischief you two were about; + "When those children are quiet," I once heard her say, + "Some mischief I'm sure to find out." + Oh, dear little rogues, scamper quickly + Away from temptation and fun; + Leave the jewels and drawer, ere your fingers + Be guilty of harm yet undone. + + + + +THE PASHA PUZZLE. + + +Here are two British gun-boats sailing up the Bosporus to rescue British +subjects from brigands. + +[Illustration] + +Here are three sea-gulls sailing over the British gun-boats. + +[Illustration] + +Here are two Turkish cimeters to help the British gun-boats against the +brigands. + +[Illustration] + +Here are two Turkish bayonets to support the cimeters. + +[Illustration] + +Here is a British shell ready to burst. + +[Illustration] + +Here is a grim fortress on the banks of the Bosporus. + +[Illustration] + +Now how are you going to make Hobart Pasha out of all this? + + + + +THE STREETS OF CANTON. + + +They are very narrow and dirty, in the first place, with an average +width of from three to five feet. They are paved with long, narrow slabs +of stone. Their names are often both devotional and poetical. We saw +Peace Street, and the street of Benevolence and Love. Another, by some +violent wrench of the imagination, was called the street of Refreshing +Breezes. Some contented mind had given a name to the street of Early +Bestowed Blessings. The paternal sentiment, so sacred to the Chinaman, +found expression in the street of One Hundred Grandsons and street of +One Thousand Grandsons. There was the street of a Thousand Beatitudes, +which, let us pray, were enjoyed by its founder. There were streets +consecrated to Everlasting Love, to a Thousandfold Peace, to Ninefold +Brightness, to Accumulated Blessings; while a practical soul, who knew +the value of advertising, named his avenue the Market of Golden Profits. + +Other streets are named after trades and avocations. There is Betelnut +Street, where you can buy the betel-nut, of which we saw so much in +Siam, and the Cocoanut, and Drink Tea. There is where the Chinese hats +are sold, and where you can buy the finery of a mandarin for a few +shillings. There is Eyeglass Street, where the compass is sold; and if +you choose to buy a compass, there is no harm in remembering that we owe +the invention of that subtle instrument to China. Another street is +given to the manufacture of bows and arrows; another to Prussian blue; a +third to the preparation of furs. + +The shops have signs in Chinese characters, gold letters on a red and +black ground, which are hung in front, a foot or two from the wall, and +droop before you as you pass under them. + +One of the annoyances of the streets is the passage through them of +mandarins in their palanquins, surrounded by guards, who strike the +foot-passengers with their whips if they do not get out of the way +quickly enough. + + + + +[Illustration: THE INTERRUPTED RIDE.] + + + + + +End of Project Gutenberg's Harper's Young People, May 25, 1880, by Various + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, MAY 25, 1880 *** + +***** This file should be named 28923-8.txt or 28923-8.zip ***** +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: + https://www.gutenberg.org/2/8/9/2/28923/ + +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, May 25, 1880 + An Illustrated Weekly + +Author: Various + +Release Date: May 22, 2009 [EBook #28923] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, MAY 25, 1880 *** + + + + +Produced by Annie McGuire + + + + + +</pre> + + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary=""> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#MEMORIAL_FLOWERS"><b>MEMORIAL FLOWERS.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#HOW_JONATHAN_BEWITCHED_THE_CHICKENS"><b>HOW JONATHAN BEWITCHED THE CHICKENS.</b></a></td></tr> +<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="#THE_STORY_OF_A_WINGED_TRAMP"><b>THE STORY OF A WINGED TRAMP.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THE_STORY_OF_GEORGE_WASHINGTON"><b>THE STORY OF GEORGE WASHINGTON.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#HOW_TO_MAKE_AN_AVIARY"><b>HOW TO MAKE AN AVIARY.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THE_ERMINE"><b>THE ERMINE.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#FOR_MAMMAS_SAKE"><b>"FOR MAMMA'S SAKE."</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#A_TINY_SEED"><b>A TINY SEED.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#JAPANESE_WINE-FLOWERS"><b>JAPANESE WINE-FLOWERS.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#DANDELION"><b>DANDELION.</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="#HAVING_A_GOOD_TIME"><b>HAVING A GOOD TIME.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THE_PASHA_PUZZLE"><b>THE PASHA PUZZLE.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THE_STREETS_OF_CANTON"><b>THE STREETS OF CANTON.</b></a></td></tr> +</table></div> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_409" id="Page_409">[Pg 409]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 1000px;"> +<img src="images/ill_001.jpg" width="1000" height="385" alt="Banner: Harper's Young People" title="" /> +</div> + +<hr style='width: 100%;' /> + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" width="100%" summary=""> +<tr><td align='left'><span class="smcap">Vol</span>. I.—<span class="smcap">No</span>. 30.</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, May 25, 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: 643px;"> +<img src="images/ill_002.jpg" width="643" height="700" alt="A MOTHER'S ANXIETIES—"WATER, WATER, EVERYWHERE!"" title="" /> +<span class="caption">A MOTHER'S ANXIETIES—"WATER, WATER, EVERYWHERE!"</span> +</div> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_410" id="Page_410">[Pg 410]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> + +<h2><a name="MEMORIAL_FLOWERS" id="MEMORIAL_FLOWERS"></a>MEMORIAL FLOWERS.</h2> + +<h3>BY M. M.</h3> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 250px;"> +<img src="images/ill_003.jpg" width="250" height="220" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">Blue violets open their saintly eyes,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">Red columbines bend and sway,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">White star-flowers twinkle in beds of moss,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">And, blooming, they seem to say,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">"We bring you the red and the white and the blue</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">To welcome Memorial-day."</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">So gather them, children, at earliest dawn,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">While yet they are fresh with dew,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">And we'll scatter them over the sacred mounds</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">Where slumber our soldiers true;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">For we'll give them only the colors they loved—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">The red and the white and the blue.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="HOW_JONATHAN_BEWITCHED_THE_CHICKENS" id="HOW_JONATHAN_BEWITCHED_THE_CHICKENS"></a>HOW JONATHAN BEWITCHED THE CHICKENS.</h2> + +<h3>BY MARY HICKS.</h3> + +<p>"Hurrah! hurrah! Now for a long play-day; the school-master's a witch, +and we are free;" and some twenty boys came flocking and tumbling out of +the school-house door, and went swarming up the street. Not much like +the boys of to-day, except for the noise, were these twenty youngsters +of nearly two centuries ago, who skipped and ran up the streets of +Boston, dressed in their long square-skirted coats, small-clothes, long +stockings, and low shoes with their cherished buckles of silver or +brass. And very different from to-day were the streets through which +they passed as they flocked homeward talking of the master.</p> + +<p>"He'll have naught to do but learn of the Black Man now; they do say he +rides his ferule and bunch of twigs high up in the air, like Mistress +Hibbins used her broom-stick," cried William Bartholomew, the sneak of +the school.</p> + +<p>"He best have been switching thee with it, then," cried Jonathan +Winthrop. "Thou never hast thy share of the whippings—does he, mates?" +and frank-faced Jonathan turned to his companions.</p> + +<p>"Truly thou and I, Jonathan, need not complain that we have not our +share of the fun and the twigs," laughed Christopher Corwin, as he laid +his arm on Jonathan's, and shrugged his shoulders at the thought of +numerous beatings. For Jonathan Winthrop and Christopher Corwin, with +their plots and pranks, were enough to make poor Master Halleck sell his +soul to the Evil One, as report said he had done.</p> + +<p>"His ferule was sharp as a knife," said overgrown Jo Tucker, the butt of +the school.</p> + +<p>"Truly," cried William Bartholomew, "sharper than thy wits, we doubt +not; or thy knife either, for that was never known to cut aught."</p> + +<p>"Keep thy tongue in thy head, Billy Mew; none ever said that was not +sharp enough," put in Christopher Corwin.</p> + +<p>"I do not believe he is a witch," said Samuel Shaddoe, a quiet boy, +dressed in very plain drab clothes, and a wider brimmed hat than the +others.</p> + +<p>"Oh, doesn't thee?" cried several.</p> + +<p>"Thou art but a Quaker thyself, and a Quaker's as bad as a witch any +day," shouted Robert Pike.</p> + +<p>"There, muddle thy stockings in yon mud puddle for that speech, thou +water-loving Baptist," cried Christopher Corwin, as he jostled Baptist +Bob in some water by the way.</p> + +<p>"Hurrah for the witch, and a long play-day!" cried the boys.</p> + +<p>"Peace! peace! ye noisy urchins!" said Magistrate Sewall, as he stepped +suddenly from a doorway. "The master has imps of the earth as well as +the air, I see. Get ye home less noisily, or we must needs put ye in +yonder prison with the master."</p> + +<p>The awe of the magistrate's presence had the desired effect, and the +crowd broke up in groups of two or three, and each took his way homeward +quietly.</p> + +<p>"Jonathan, doest thou believe the master dotted his i's and crossed his +t's when he signed his name in the Black Man's book in the forest +yonder?" said Christopher, as the two boys walked home together.</p> + +<p>"Nay, I know not," said Jonathan, absently.</p> + +<p>"Verily, I hope the Black Man cracked him across his knuckles, if he did +not," said Christopher; and he thought of his own often-aching fists.</p> + +<p>"Chris, thou art too wise to believe the poor master's a witch," said +Jonathan.</p> + +<p>"Nay, how could I be, when the magistrates themselves, and all the wise +men of the town, believe it?"</p> + +<p>"Thou doest not believe the master stuck pins in Job Swinnerton's +stomach?"</p> + +<p>"Nay," laughed Chris; "the green apples from Deacon Gedney's orchard +were the cause of his pain."</p> + +<p>"But, Chris, I'm afraid it will go hard with the master, for all the +boys but thou and I seem bent on making him a witch."</p> + +<p>"Well, trouble not thyself about it. As Billy Mew says, if the master's +a witch, we will have the longer play-day. To-morrow I go to my +grandfather's, in Salem, and thou come over with thy father some day; it +will be rare fun to see the witch children act."</p> + +<p>"Peradventure I may. It will be dull without thee, Chris; and with the +rest of the boys making the master out a witch, they'll have no time for +play."</p> + +<p>"Well, take care of thyself, good fellow, and beware thou doest not +provoke Dame Betty too far; she has a rare relish for calling people +witches."</p> + +<p>"Ay, that she has. There's a pail of water now at her door, and she's +talking with our Debby, I doubt not: let's turn the bottom up to dry;" +and in a wink the two boys were off for this bit of mischief.</p> + +<p>In a few days all were off to Salem—Jonathan's father as one of the +judges, the master to be tried for a witch, with those of the children +whom he had afflicted as accusers, and jolly Chris to see the fun.</p> + +<p>It was very lonesome for Jonathan at home, for he had no brothers or +sisters, his mother was always sick, and Debby spent all her spare time +talking with a crony across the way of the witch-woman, Bridget Bishop, +then on trial for witchcraft.</p> + +<p>So Jonathan made playmates of and amused himself with the chickens of +the Rev. Deodat Parker, who lived next door. Now these chickens were the +source of much pleasure to Jonathan, for the Winthrops had none, neither +Jonathan nor Debby being deemed fit to be trusted with them; and +Jonathan envied the Rev. Deodat Parker his yard full of staid old fowls +and lively young chicks. Early in the spring Jonathan had loved to +caress and cuddle up the little rolls of yellow and black down; but now +that they were great stalking, ragged fowls, putting on all sorts of +airs, they excited his ridicule, and he longed to tease them, and the +last year's brood of clucking hens and crowing roosters, that didn't +quite know what to make of these new-comers.</p> + +<p>Once he would have gone over in the yard to play with and tease the +chickens to his heart's content; but Dame Betty having traced the +overturned pail and numerous other tricks to his door, he considered her +an enemy in ambush,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_411" id="Page_411">[Pg 411]</a></span> liable to fly out at any moment with a stout +broom-stick or hot suds, and so wisely kept at a safe distance.</p> + +<p>But roosted on the fence, with a handful of corn, Jonathan's fears were +at rest, and he fed the chickens, drove the old roosters nearly wild +with long and loud crowing, and sometimes made a hasty jump into the +yard to set two ruffled, ambitious roosters fighting.</p> + +<p>Now Jonathan teased and bothered the poor fowls so continually that they +began to grow afraid of him, and would not come when he called them, +much to his indignation. But one day he thought of a plan, and went +straightway to work at it.</p> + +<p>First he went to his mother's work-basket and got a spool of thread, +then to the meal chest for a handful of corn. Sitting down on the +door-step, he tied long strings of thread to each grain of corn, then +climbed the fence, and commenced what was fun for him, but misery for +the poor chickens.</p> + +<p>"Chick, chick," called Jonathan; and he threw his handful of corn to the +ground. "Now I've got ye, ye disobliging things," said he to himself, as +the stout old hens and pompous roosters pushed the young ones aside, and +gobbled up the corn.</p> + +<p>Then Jonathan gave a sudden jerk to his strings, that caused the poor +chickens to feel more uncomfortable in their stomachs than they ever had +before, and made the roosters dance, and the poor old hens tumble and +bob around in all directions. Mischievous Jonathan sat and laughed until +he tumbled off the fence, which broke the strings, and set the poor +fowls free.</p> + +<p>This mischief Jonathan carried on for a few days, until the wily chicks +would not come to get the corn when they saw him, and he had to hide +behind the fence until the poor things had swallowed their uncomfortable +morsel, and then he would pop up to see the fun.</p> + +<p>But Betty had her eyes on Master Jonathan, and one morning, while +waiting on table, spoke her mind as follows:</p> + +<p>"Master, I know not what's to be done with that brat Jonathan Winthrop; +now that his father's away, he behaves more unseemly than wont. The +master on trial yonder has made him a witch, and he has bewitched our +chickens."</p> + +<p>"Why for, my good Betty?"</p> + +<p>"Why for? Why, they scream and fly away from him on first sight; and +then he bewitches them nearer, and they are filled with pain seemingly, +and flutter and fly about as if in great distress."</p> + +<p>"Some of his pranks, I doubt not. I'll speak to him. Serve a fowl for +dinner, Betty;" and the Rev. Deodat Parker rose from the table, +evidently not crediting Betty's story.</p> + +<p>Well, the fowl was served for dinner, and the minister and his good wife +ate heartily, likewise Dame Betty. But that night the minister had an +uncomfortable time of it, for the fowl was a tough old hen, and didn't +sit as quietly on the minister's stomach as she would on a nest full of +eggs.</p> + +<p>"To my thinking, that boy's a witch of the Black Man's own brewing," +said Betty, the next morning. "He hath bewitched our chickens, for +certain."</p> + +<p>"Nonsense, Betty," said the minister and his good wife together.</p> + +<p>"Verily, no nonsense," snapped back Dame Betty. "That hen was bewitched +I killed and cooked yesterday, as the eating of it has proved to the +master. Never hen had such legs, or was so hard to kill; and, hark ye! I +could not keep water in the pot," said Betty, mysteriously.</p> + +<p>"Verily, this is a matter to be looked into. Thou thinkest the boy a +witch?" And the Rev. Deodat Parker, uncomfortable from his disturbed +night, was more willing to believe.</p> + +<p>And so, I can hardly tell how, in a short time it was whispered around +that little Jonathan Winthrop was a witch, and had bewitched the Rev. +Deodat Parker's chickens.</p> + +<p>One day Dame Betty walked into the minister's study, and said, "Master, +come and see for thyself."</p> + +<p>So the minister called his good wife, and the three took their station +behind a closed blind. And there, sure enough, was Master Jonathan +astride the fence, waving his hands in the air, in what seemed to them +some dreadful incantation, while on the ground four old hens and one +miserable rooster were bobbing and squawking like things bewitched.</p> + +<p>Now, unfortunately, the minister and his good wife and old Betty could +not see the strings in Jonathan's hands, and so immediately believed him +a true witch.</p> + +<p>"Deodat, it must be seen to," said Goodwife Parker.</p> + +<p>"Yes, I will go at once for a magistrate." And the old gentleman hurried +off with unseemly haste, and returned in a short time with two +magistrates and a brother clergyman, all considerably out of breath as +they took their station behind the blind to see the wonderful +manifestations.</p> + +<p>And Jonathan was at it yet. Owing to the chickens being so hard to +catch, he prolonged the fun when he did catch them. As the solemn +magistrates peeped out, Jonathan gave a jerk to his threads that made +the poor fowls fly toward him, fluttering and squawking like mad; and as +he let the thread out again they ran away with all their might, only to +be twitched back by their tormentor, who laughed until he cried at their +antics.</p> + +<p>The two magistrates and brother clergyman were old, as nearly all men in +office were in those days, and their eyes saw no strings either. So they +had a long talk, and decided Jonathan had best be arrested and tried, +lest he should bewitch people next.</p> + +<p>But on that day little Deliverance Parker, the minister's granddaughter, +who lived out beyond the town, came to make a visit at her +grandfather's, and she was told by Dame Betty that she must not play +with Jonathan Winthrop as she used to do, for he was a witch, and had +bewitched their chickens. And then Dame Betty showed her, as she had +many others, from behind the blinds, Jonathan as he was plaguing the +poor fowls.</p> + +<p>Now little Deliverance had sharp eyes, saw the strings plainly, and took +in the trouble at once; but Betty was so set and stupid she could not +convince her, and they would not let her tell Jonathan of his danger.</p> + +<p>Fortunately matters came to a crisis that afternoon. The magistrates had +been waiting for Jonathan's father to come home; but as he was kept so +long at Salem, they took matters in their own hands, and brought +Jonathan before quite an assembly in the minister's study.</p> + +<p>The poor boy was so frightened at all the stern faces before him that he +didn't know what to say to the charge, and grew so confused and +flustered, they believed him guilty at once.</p> + +<p>But little Deliverance waited until the magistrates had finished +talking, and then walked straight before them, and began to speak.</p> + +<p>"Verily, he is no witch. He only ties strings to the corn that the poor +fowls eat, and by the aid of the strings pulls them about."</p> + +<p>"Thou art mistaken, little one; we saw no strings," said the +magistrates.</p> + +<p>"Yes, but there were;" and little Deliverance was so positive, and by +that time Jonathan had found his tongue, and both children explained the +affair so clearly, that the old magistrates looked rather foolish, and +dismissed the case with a reprimand to Jonathan for wasting his time so +foolishly. But some good came of the boy's prank after all. For his +father, seeing how near Jonathan came being proved a witch, bestirred +himself in favor of poor School-master Halleck, who was set free from +prison in consequence.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_412" id="Page_412">[Pg 412]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h4><a name="ACROSS_THE_OCEAN_OR_A_BOYS_FIRST_VOYAGE" id="ACROSS_THE_OCEAN_OR_A_BOYS_FIRST_VOYAGE"></a>[Begun in No. 19 of <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span>, March 9.]</h4> + +<h2>ACROSS THE OCEAN; OR, A BOY'S FIRST VOYAGE.</h2> + +<h4>A True Story.</h4> + +<h3>BY J. O. DAVIDSON.</h3> + +<h3><span class="smcap">Chapter XII</span>.</h3> + +<h3>THE "HEATHEN CHINEE" AT HOME.</h3> + +<p>The first sight of China—that region of marvel and mystery, where +everything seems exactly opposite to what one sees at home, and the +fashions of three thousand years ago are supreme as ever—is a great +event in any one's life. So thought Frank Austin, who was on the watch +for the Chinese coast long before it came in sight, although the run +from Singapore was an unusually quick one; for the <i>Arizona</i> exerted all +her speed to "get in for a cargo" before a rival steamer, which had kept +close to her all the way, coming so near at times that the respective +officers could exchange a little good-humored "chaff" through their +speaking-trumpets.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/ill_004.jpg" width="600" height="208" alt="A CHINESE TRADING FLEET SAILING WITH THE MONSOON." title="" /> +<span class="caption">A CHINESE TRADING FLEET SAILING WITH THE MONSOON.</span> +</div> + +<p>But our hero got a glimpse of the "Celestials" sooner than he expected. +For the last two or three days of the voyage the sea was literally +covered with Chinese junks, large and small, many of them strongly +manned, and armed with cannon, to guard against the countless pirates of +the "China seas." At every moment it seemed as if the <i>Arizona</i> must run +some of them down; but just as the crash was about to come, the junk +would veer, and slide nimbly away. When several of them came by +together, the barking of dogs, crowing of roosters, and shouts of +children made Frank feel quite as if he were in a town instead of on the +open sea. So steadily do the "trade-winds" (here called "monsoons") blow +from one quarter, that these junks, starting at the same time every +year, often make a whole voyage without shifting sail at all.</p> + +<p>Frank was delighted with the picturesque sight, and overwhelmed Herrick +with questions, that the old tar answered readily enough.</p> + +<p>"That's right, lad," he would say; "keep your eyes open, and when you +don't know a thing, never be ashamed to ask. That's the way to git +on—you see if it ain't! Why, there's that feller Monkey, now: 'stead o' +lookin' about him when we were at Singapore, I found him fast asleep in +the shadder o' the quarter-boat, never knowin' whether he was in Malacca +or Massachusetts! If you'd been one o' <i>that</i> sort, 'stead o' bein' +supercargo, you'd ha' been shovellin' coal down thar yet?'"</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<p>For some time past Frank had noticed a curious change in one of the men, +who, after showing himself, a brave and able seaman in the earlier part +of the voyage, had suddenly, without any apparent reason, become so +gloomy and miserable that his mates nicknamed him "Dick Calamity." The +surgeon, though finding no sign of actual illness about the man, had +pronounced him quite unfit for duty, and thenceforth the poor fellow +would sit for hours looking moodily over the side, with a weary, +hopeless expression, which, as Herrick truly said, "made a man's heart +ache to look at."</p> + +<p>One evening there was some music on the after-deck (there being several +good musicians among the lady passengers who had come aboard at +Singapore), and Frank, with some of the officers, stood by to listen. As +the last notes of "Home, Sweet Home" died away, Austin's quick ear +caught a smothered sob behind him. Following the sound, he discovered +poor Dick crouching under the lee of one of the boats, and crying like a +child.</p> + +<p>Frank spoke to him kindly, but for some time could get nothing from him +but sobs and tears. At last, however, the whole story came out. The man +was homesick.</p> + +<p>"I want to be home agin!" he groaned, "and I don't care to live if I +can't. If I could just git one glimpse o' my little farm yonder among +the Vermont hills, it 'ud be worth every cent I've got."</p> + +<p>"But you'll soon be home <i>now</i>, you know," said Frank, cheerily. "We're +close to Hong-Kong, and you can get a passage home from there whenever +you like."</p> + +<p>Dick only shook his head mournfully; but after a time he seemed to grow +quieter, and went below. His mates—who had long since left off making +fun of him, and now did all they could to cheer him up—helped him into +his bunk, and recommended him to go to sleep.</p> + +<p>The next morning an unusual bustle on the forecastle attracted Frank's +attention, and he went forward to ask what was the matter.</p> + +<p>"Poor Dick's gone and killed himself,"<a name="FNanchor_1_1" id="FNanchor_1_1"></a><a href="#Footnote_1_1" class="fnanchor">[1]</a> answered one of the men, +sadly. "I was al'ays afeard that 'ud be the end of it."</p> + +<p>It was too true. An hour later the poor fellow's body, sewn up in a +hammock, and weighted with a heavy shot, was plunged into the sea; and +Herrick, drawing his rough hand across his eyes, muttered, "<i>That's</i> +what comes o' goin' to sea when you ain't fit for it."</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<p>On the seventh day of the voyage the Chinese coast was seen stretching +like a thin gray cloud along the horizon. Presently the mountains began +to outline themselves against the sky, and as the vessel drew nearer, +the huge dark precipices and smooth green slopes grew plainer and +plainer, while in the background towered the great blue mass of Victoria +Peak, at the foot of which lies Hong-Kong.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_413" id="Page_413">[Pg 413]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/ill_005.jpg" width="600" height="377" alt="CHINESE FISHING FLEET OFF CANTON." title="" /> +<span class="caption">CHINESE FISHING FLEET OFF CANTON.</span> +</div> + +<p>Frank was not a little puzzled by a number of strange-looking brown +objects that lay close inshore, tumbling and bobbing about like +porpoises. But as the steamer approached, they turned out to be Chinese +"sampans" and fishing-boats, hard at work. Some had white sails +criss-crossed with strips of bamboo, others huge brown sails of woven +matting, like bats' wings; and altogether—what with the brightly +painted boats, the queer faces and gestures of the pigtailed fishermen, +the barking of the big dogs which seemed to act as sentries, the +glittering scales of the fish that came pouring out of the nets, and lay +flapping on the deck, the general bustle and activity—it was a sight +well worth seeing.</p> + +<p>Over the after-part of each boat was an awning of straw or matting, +under which the fisherman's family could be seen at work upon their +morning meal of rice and fish, flipping it into their mouths with long +knitting-needles, which Herrick said were the famous Chinese +"chopsticks." They hardly took the trouble to look round at the steamer +as she passed, seeming to care very little whether she happened to run +them down or not.</p> + +<p>And now larger junks began to appear, together with not a few foreign +vessels, which seemed to start out of the solid mountain, for as yet no +opening was to be seen. But all at once the <i>Arizona</i> made a sharp turn +to port, around the elbow of a huge headland, and there, through a gap +in the cliffs, appeared the beautiful harbor of Hong-Kong, right +ahead.<a name="FNanchor_2_2" id="FNanchor_2_2"></a><a href="#Footnote_2_2" class="fnanchor">[2]</a></p> + +<p>"Dutch Gap, by hoe-cake!" cried a tall Virginian, with a joyful grin.</p> + +<p>"Ah! don't I jist wish it was!" muttered another, who was beginning to +feel a touch of poor Dick Calamity's complaint.</p> + +<p>Gliding past the pretty little islet that sentinels the entrance, the +<i>Arizona</i> ran in and dropped anchor, while the rival steamer, came +slowly up behind her.</p> + +<h4>[<span class="smcap">to be continued</span>.]</h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="THE_STORY_OF_A_WINGED_TRAMP" id="THE_STORY_OF_A_WINGED_TRAMP"></a>THE STORY OF A WINGED TRAMP.</h2> + +<h3>BY FLETCHER READE.</h3> + +<p>Tramps, you think, are a modern invention, and a very disagreeable one, +too; but if you had chanced to live so long ago as when the earth was +young, you would know that the institution is a very old and honorable +one.</p> + +<p>You would have heard, too, in that far-off golden age, of the winged +tramp—a beautiful youth who spent his life in travelling from place to +place, sometimes on the earth, sometimes in the air, walking or flying +as the humor seized him: a merry fellow withal, and the very Prince of +the wandering brotherhood.</p> + +<p>He was, indeed, a true Prince, for his father, Zeus, was King of +Olympia, and his mother, Maia, was descended from the Titans, an ancient +and royal family.</p> + +<p>Instead of living in the grand Olympian palace, however, Maia preferred +to remain in her own home—a beautiful grotto on the hill Kyllene, and +it was here that the young Prince Hermes was born.</p> + +<p>Even then babies were wonderful beings, as they are now, and always must +be; but of all astonishing and precocious infants Hermes was certainly +the most remarkable.</p> + +<p>Cuddled and wrapped in his cradle, and six hours old by the sun, he +leaped to his feet, and ran swiftly across the hard, uneven floor of +Maia's cave.</p> + +<p>Just outside the door he spied a tortoise.</p> + +<p>"Aha, my fine fellow!" said this wonderful baby, "you are just the +person I wished to see."</p> + +<p>The tortoise was so taken by surprise that he could not find a word to +say, and by the time he had made up his mind that the best thing for him +to do was to get out of the way, there was nothing left of him to get +away with, for the baby Prince had thrust out his eyes, and had +converted his shell into a lyre.</p> + +<p>Hermes smiled as he held it between his hands, and then, seating himself +by his mother's side, he began to sing, recounting to her all the most +wonderful events of her life.</p> + +<p>It was now that Maia discovered for the first time that<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_414" id="Page_414">[Pg 414]</a></span> her baby wore +on his feet a curious pair of sandals, on each of which grew tiny wings.</p> + +<p>She turned quickly to clasp him in her hands, for she knew by the sign +of the winged shoes that he would soon fly away from the little grotto +of Kyllene.</p> + +<p>But Hermes sprang out of her reach, and laughed gayly as she chased him +about the cave, hardly stopping to turn his head as he bounded past her, +and out into the open air, carrying his lyre in his hand, and wearing on +his head a funny little hat, on which were two wings like those upon his +shoes.</p> + +<p>Faster and faster he flew, now floating on the wind like a swallow, now +bounding over the earth, and now rising just above the tops of the +highest trees.</p> + +<p>This was the little tramp's first journey, and his errand, I am sorry to +say, was a very wicked and mischievous one; for no sooner did he see the +cows of Prince Apollo feeding in the pastures of Pieria than he decided +to steal a couple of them for his breakfast, and to let the rest stray +away. Having accomplished this piece of mischief, he went back to his +cradle, gliding through the open door as swiftly and softly as the +summer wind.</p> + +<p>Phœbus Apollo soon discovered what had happened, and started off in +pursuit of the robber; but Hermes was by this time fast asleep.</p> + +<p>"What! I steal your cows!" he exclaimed, rubbing his eyes, as Apollo +stood at the door of Maia's cave. "I beg your pardon, but I do not even +know what a cow is."</p> + +<p>Then he laughed to himself, and hid his face under the clothes; but +Apollo was not to be deceived, and Hermes was compelled to leave the +pleasant grotto, and appear before Zeus to answer for his crime.</p> + +<p>Still the little tramp denied the theft: "No, no," he said, "I never +stole a cow in my life. I do not know a cow from a goat. I, indeed!" And +the boy turned on his heel, laughing as he spoke.</p> + +<p>"Hermes," said Zeus at length, from his royal throne, "it is useless for +you to try longer to deceive us. Return the cows, make up the quarrel, +and Apollo will forgive the theft."</p> + +<p>Hermes saw that his secret was discovered, and confessed his fault as +gayly as he had before denied it.</p> + +<p>Prince Apollo was still somewhat out of humor, but as the boy led him +back along the sandy shores of Pieria, he told such pleasant stories and +sang such bewitching songs that the angry Prince began to smile, and at +last declared that the music was worth the loss of a hundred cows.</p> + +<p>Hermes, who was as generous as he was mischievous, immediately made +Apollo a present of his lyre, and Apollo, not to be outdone, gave him in +return a magic wand. This wand, which was so cunningly carved that it +looked like two serpents twining around a slender rod, was called a +caduceus, and Hermes carried it with him in all his wanderings.</p> + +<p>After Apollo and Hermes had exchanged presents, they swore eternal +friendship to each other; and then, having pointed out the place where +the cows were hid, Hermes hurried back to Olympus.</p> + +<p>Having once tasted the delights of travel, he could not endure the +thought of a quiet humdrum life in the little cave at Kyllene, and he +besought the King to send him on some foreign mission.</p> + +<p>Zeus, pleased with the boy's adventurous spirit, appointed him his +special Ambassador.</p> + +<p>Light of foot and light of heart was the bright-haired messenger of the +gods, the very merriest tramp that ever walked, or flew, or ran.</p> + +<p>Sometimes he showed to travellers the road they had lost, and sometimes +he led them far out of the way, stealing their purses, and then laughing +at their tears.</p> + +<p>On one occasion, having found Zeus in great distress because the Queen +had determined to kill Io, a lovely young girl of whom the King was very +fond, he declared that he alone would save her.</p> + +<p>Zeus at first changed Io into a heifer, but the Queen discovered the +secret, and sent Argus, a monster with a hundred eyes, to watch her.</p> + +<p>It seemed impossible that the lovely Io could escape, and the poor old +King was in despair.</p> + +<p>"Trust me," said the cheerful Hermes, "I will manage the matter."</p> + +<p>Swifter than a cloud that flies before the wind, he glided through the +air until he reached the spot where the monster lay in wait for Io.</p> + +<p>With one touch of his wand Hermes put the beast to sleep, and before he +had time to wink even one of his hundred eyes Argus was dead.</p> + +<p>It would take too long to tell of all the wonderful deeds which Hermes, +the "Argus slayer," the messenger of the gods, performed.</p> + +<p>Wherever he went he was greeted with prayers and songs and gifts, for +although he sometimes wrought more harm than good, the winged tramp was +always a welcome visitor both to gods and men.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h4><a name="THE_STORY_OF_GEORGE_WASHINGTON" id="THE_STORY_OF_GEORGE_WASHINGTON"></a>[Begun in <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span> No. 24, April 13.]</h4> + +<h2>THE STORY OF GEORGE WASHINGTON.</h2> + +<h3>BY EDWARD CARY.</h3> + +<h3><span class="smcap">Chapter VII</span>.</h3> + +<p>General Washington was now "President" Washington. The man was the same, +but the work he had to do was very different. And then it was all new. +My readers have not yet got so used to doing things that they do not +know that it is a great deal harder to do anything the first time than +it is the second or the third.</p> + +<p>Washington was not only the first President, but the whole government, +in which he had so great a part, was a strange thing. No one understood +exactly how it was going to work, and a great many people in each State +were afraid of it. They thought that the President would have too much +power, and that he would get to be as bad as a King after a while, and +the people hated Kings bitterly in those days.</p> + +<p>Some very earnest but not very just writers went so far as to say that +the country had only got rid of George the Third (who was King of +England), to set up in his place "George the First" (meaning +Washington), and they said the change was like the one the frogs made +from "King Log" to "King Stork."</p> + +<p>What this meant you may find in Æsop's Fables. And I must say that our +first President was a good deal more like a King in his manners and his +notions than our Presidents are nowadays. Perhaps he was more so than he +would be if he were President now.</p> + +<p>He was a proud man—not a vain one, but proud of his office; and he +wanted people to show their respect for his office by the manner in +which they treated him. He dressed very richly, and had his wife dress +richly too. He rode to and from the Capitol in a coach with four horses, +and sometimes even six, handsomely clad. He put his servants in a sort +of uniform, like the "livery" which nobles' servants wear. He gave grand +parties, where he and Mrs. Washington received their guests from a +slightly raised platform, called a "dais."</p> + +<p>On every occasion where he appeared as President of the United States he +insisted that things should go on in a certain order, and with as much +display as possible. But in his private life and conduct he was as +simple and modest as any one could be.</p> + +<p>In his public work Washington chose some of the best and ablest men in +the country to help him. He called Alexander Hamilton from New York to +take care of money<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_415" id="Page_415">[Pg 415]</a></span> matters, with the title of Secretary of the +Treasury. Hamilton was an officer on Washington's staff during the +Revolution, and had led the Americans over the British redoubts in the +last fight at Yorktown. Washington knew him to be as honest and skillful +as he was brave, and relied on him greatly. Then he called Thomas +Jefferson from Virginia—a very clear-headed man, with many bold +ideas—to take charge of any business that might come up with other +nations. His title was Secretary of State, and he had a great deal to +do, for the governments of Europe had not yet learned to respect the +rights of the United States, or to care much for this country in any +way.</p> + +<p>General Washington took up his residence in New York, where Congress was +then meeting. The first thing he did was to lay out an order in which +business should be done, in such a manner that nothing should be +neglected, and things should not get confused. His plans were made after +asking advice from the chief men about him, for, great man as he was, he +was always ready to take the counsel of others.</p> + +<p>Nothing is more striking in reading Washington's letters than this habit +of asking advice. It certainly did not come from any lack of courage, +for when he had once made up his mind, he was very firm in carrying out +his plans. And when he had to do so, he could act very quickly and +wisely without advice, and during the war he frequently did what he +thought best against the advice of his generals.</p> + +<h4>[<span class="smcap">to be continued</span>.]</h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="HOW_TO_MAKE_AN_AVIARY" id="HOW_TO_MAKE_AN_AVIARY"></a>HOW TO MAKE AN AVIARY.</h2> + +<h3>BY A. H. M.</h3> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 316px;"> +<img src="images/ill_006.jpg" width="316" height="400" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>One of the charms of having a good garden is the opportunity it affords +for keeping different pets, caged or at liberty; and those who are fond +of birds can find no easier way of watching their habits than by keeping +them in an out-door aviary, such as any bright boy with a love for +carpentering, and a few good tools, can build for himself.</p> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 400px;"> +<img src="images/ill_007.jpg" width="400" height="360" alt="Fig. 1." title="" /> +<span class="caption">Fig. 1.</span> +</div> + +<p>There are certain rules and facts connected with carpentry to be borne +in mind and acted upon: Buy only the best tools, and keep them <i>sharp</i>; +keep your tools, when not in use, well out of the reach of little +children, who would be glad to use your chisels, if not to dig out +refractory tin tacks, at least as screw-drivers.</p> + +<p>In doing any out-door work, such as a fern frame, dove's house, or what +not, never put together any part of it inside the shop until you have +ascertained that such portion will somehow get through the doorway. This +remark brings us back to the aviary, and its general size.</p> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 400px;"> +<img src="images/ill_008.jpg" width="400" height="300" alt="Fig. 2." title="" /> +<span class="caption">Fig. 2.</span> +</div> + +<p>If it is to be about seven feet square, the frame of each side can be +set up in-doors; if larger than that, each piece of wood, when prepared, +will have to be taken out, and the various parts joined together near +where the aviary is to stand.</p> + +<p>The materials we require consist merely of ordinary deal rafters, two +inches square, and a good number of deal boards, five-eighths of an inch +thick, planed on one side, with rebate and groove already cut—all of +which may be obtained of any timber-merchant.</p> + +<p>First, the frame of one side, as before stated, is put together, A B C D +(Fig. 1), then that of the opposite side, E F G H, the various corners +being mortised into one another (Fig. 2). Then the remaining parts of +the frame having been got ready piece by piece, the whole may be set up. +The two iron stays between each couple of upright rafters must on no +account be omitted; nor yet the galvanized iron squares, similar to +those used by shop-keepers to support their window-shelves, which will +be found most useful to strengthen the angles.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"> +<img src="images/ill_009.jpg" width="400" height="152" alt="Fig. 3." title="" /> +<span class="caption">Fig. 3.</span> +</div> + +<p>Now get the mason to come with his cement and some bricks, and build up +on the selected site a level foundation for the house to rest on, +spreading a layer of cement along the top of the upper course of bricks, +to which the base of the frame-work (which must be lifted on to it while +it is moist) will adhere. Then, to give additional stability, and lessen +the risk of the house being lifted or shifted by a gale (for, being open +in front and sides, it will offer, like the inside of an open umbrella, +far greater resistance to the wind than would be the case if glazed as a +greenhouse is), an inner line of bricks is next cemented against the +side of the bottom rafters all round, and flush with their surface, as +seen at Fig. 3. Lastly, when the floor has been paved with bricks, the +mason's job is finished.</p> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 400px;"> +<img src="images/ill_010.jpg" width="400" height="223" alt="Fig. 4." title="" /> +<span class="caption">Fig. 4.</span> +</div> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 400px;"> +<img src="images/ill_011.jpg" width="400" height="369" alt="Fig. 5." title="" /> +<span class="caption">Fig. 5.</span> +</div> + +<p>Now comes the roof. This is made to play out widely for two purposes: to +give our aviary a somewhat ornamental appearance, and also to carry the +drip well clear of the walls and wire netting. First of all, the boards, +B (Fig. 4), must be nailed on, planed surface downward, to form a smooth +ceiling; then the whole is covered with strips of stout canvas, A, +overlapping one another. The ends of the canvas are fastened tightly +under the eaves, and the exposed selvedge of one strip, with the +selvedge of the next beneath, is properly tacked to the wood. Finally +the top piece, C, and the narrow strips of wood, B (Fig. 5), being +securely nailed on over the canvas, the roof is complete; and when +painted with <i>light</i> lead-color, it will be perfectly water-proof, and +have the appearance, without the weight, of a real leaden covering.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"> +<img src="images/ill_012.jpg" width="400" height="361" alt="Fig. 6." title="" /> +<span class="caption">Fig. 6.</span> +</div> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 400px;"> +<img src="images/ill_013.jpg" width="400" height="378" alt="Fig. 7." title="" /> +<span class="caption">Fig. 7.</span> +</div> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 400px;"> +<img src="images/ill_014.jpg" width="400" height="291" alt="Fig. 8." title="" /> +<span class="caption">Fig. 8.</span> +</div> + +<p>There remain the sides to be walled up. The boards<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_416" id="Page_416">[Pg 416]</a></span> for these can now be +nailed on from the bottom upward, with the exception of the pieces H H +(Fig. 6), which must be left over until the wire netting has been +attached to the upright pillars. A window two feet square, of a single +pane of strong glass, well bedded in putty, to give more light to the +interior, without extra draught, and with wire netting over the glass on +the inside, is placed at the back, where also is seen the door, +capacious enough for a person to get in and clean out the aviary when +required; for which purpose three feet by two feet will give sufficient +room. But we do not want the bother of unfastening this big door, and +stooping down to the floor, every time we put in the saucers of food, +besides running the risk of allowing some of the birds to fly out during +the operation; so we construct another one, much smaller, at the side +(Fig. 7), at about the height of one's elbow when standing by it. Two +brackets fixed to the door serve to keep it in a horizontal position +when open, thus forming a table on which to place and fill the saucers +with seed and bread and milk, before transferring them to the wooden +tray at the same level inside. Another little door, fourteen inches by +four inches, with the bottom of it flush with the brick floor, A (Fig. +8), and a spring like that of a mouse-trap attached to the hinges to +make it shut, will be large enough to admit a zinc trough one foot +square, two inches deep, which will contain abundance of water to give +all the birds a good bath daily.</p> + +<p>Two coats of lead-color painted over the whole outside wood-work, two +coats of dark green over that and over the wire netting, three coats of +light lead-color over the outside of the roof, with three coats of white +paint over the walls and roof inside, will complete the work of the +house itself.</p> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 400px;"> +<img src="images/ill_015.jpg" width="400" height="271" alt="Fig. 9." title="" /> +<span class="caption">Fig. 9.</span> +</div> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 204px;"> +<img src="images/ill_016.jpg" width="204" height="400" alt="Fig. 10." title="" /> +<span class="caption">Fig. 10.</span> +</div> + +<p>The arrangement of perches and nesting-places may be left to the +reader's judgment. The goldfinches will want some slender twigs close to +the roof, and a swinging perch, such as in Fig. 9, as they love to get +up as high as possible, and look down contemptuously on everybody else. +The canaries will like another swing (Fig. 10) suspended from a stout +perch above by a small swivel and chain, and placed in the front near +the wires, where they can be swung to and fro by the breeze. It is +pretty to watch the canaries singing as they swing.</p> + +<p>The site should be as sunny and sheltered as possible. If the front of +the house can face south, and there be a hedge or spreading shrub on the +eastern side, the birds will have nothing to complain of from spring to +autumn. By the first of November place a covering of thick warm felt +over the whole roof, tacking it to the narrow slips above the canvas, so +that a space is left between the boards and the felt, the warmth of a +<i>double</i> roof is imparted to the interior, and the birds are made all +snug and comfortable. This covering, together with a wooden shutter +fitting closely over the top half of the netting on the weather side, +may be removed again in March.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_417" id="Page_417">[Pg 417]</a></span></p> + +<p>One word more. It may happen that at feeding or cleaning-out time a cock +bullfinch, or some valued bird, will slip out and escape. Nothing +whatever will be gained by exclaiming, "What a pity!" nor would it be +wise to chase the fugitive from bush to bush, because to pursue would +merely frighten it farther afield. But if left alone, it will probably +be too much astonished at the novelty of its freedom to think of flying +at first farther than the nearest thick shrub. So, having noticed where +it has flown to, we must fetch the trap-cage without losing a moment, +put in a hen from the aviary as call-bird, a few grains of hemp as bait, +stand the cage on a box, or anything else, close to the bush, and watch +from some point out of sight. In less than ten minutes we shall most +likely have caught the truant safely once more.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="THE_ERMINE" id="THE_ERMINE"></a>THE ERMINE.</h2> + +<p>The silky white fur which forms the ornament of many a royal robe is the +skin of the ermine—a graceful and saucy member of the weasel tribe. The +ermine is found in all Northern countries. In the summer it is a +reddish-brown creature, but no sooner does the reign of winter begin +than it attires itself in purest white, with the exception of the tip of +its tail, which is glossy jet black. It is thought by naturalists that +the coat of the ermine changes color at the beginning of winter, but +that the change in the spring is effected by shedding the white hairs, +which are replaced by new ones of a brown tint.</p> + +<p>The ermine (sometimes called stoat) is somewhat larger than the common +weasel, but not unlike it in its habits. It lives in hollow trees and +among rocks, wherever it can find a snug hiding-place. Although it often +comes out to frolic in the sun, its hunting-time begins with the setting +of the sun. Toward evening, when the shadows are rapidly lengthening +across the clearings, the ermine may be seen issuing forth for its night +campaign. Now it twists its lithe body like an eel in and out among the +rocks and underbrush; now it stands for a moment motionless, peering +about in search of a victim, its slender little body arched up in the +middle like an enraged cat. It is always on the alert, whisking here and +there, sniffing at every hole and corner where perchance some rat or +rabbit may lie concealed.</p> + +<p>Odd stories are told of the extreme boldness of the ermine, and some of +them are no doubt true. A celebrated German hunter relates that, +creeping through the forest in search of game, he came to the edge of a +clearing, where he saw two ermine frolicking about on the ground. +Seizing a stone, he threw it with such sure aim that one of the little +creatures was knocked senseless, when, to his astonishment, the other, +giving a loud cry, sprang at him, and running up his clothes with the +rapidity of lightning, fastened its sharp teeth in the back of his neck. +With the utmost difficulty he succeeded in freeing himself from the +angry ermine, which bit his face and hands severely in the struggle.</p> + +<p>The ermine is a cruel enemy of all small beasts, a despoiler of birds' +nests, as it likes nothing better than a supper of fresh eggs, and a +most heartless persecutor of the snug homes of rabbits and squirrels. +Hares appear conscious of their entire helplessness in the presence of +this dangerous foe, and although they are swifter of foot, the bright, +glittering eye of the ermine paralyzes them with terror; and should they +attempt to fly, the ermine well understands the art of riding on the +back of its victim, its sharp teeth fastened in its throat, until, +exhausted and faint, the stricken hare is forced to succumb.</p> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 400px;"> +<img src="images/ill_017.jpg" width="400" height="553" alt="FIGHT BETWEEN AN ERMINE AND A BROWN RAT." title="" /> +<span class="caption">FIGHT BETWEEN AN ERMINE AND A BROWN RAT.</span> +</div> + +<p>Even the powerful water-rat is no match for the ermine. It may spring +into the pool by which it lives, and swim rapidly among the reeds; but +the ermine, although its home is on land, is as good a swimmer as the +rat, and fastening its teeth in its victim's throat, it drags it, +helpless and dying, on shore.</p> + +<p>In May or June the ermine seeks some soft, secluded corner, from whence +it comes forth in a few days with five or six playful, tiny children. No +pussy cat is a prouder, fonder mother than the ermine. It bestows the +tenderest care and caresses on its little ones until they are three or +four months old, and capable of shifting for themselves. Should danger +threaten its children, the ermine will seize them all in its mouth, and +fly to a place of safety; even if compelled to swim a deep river to +escape capture, it will carry its babies safely over.</p> + +<p>The fur of the ermine is very much valued. The species which inhabit +Siberia and the most northern countries of Europe are the most sought +after by traders, as the intense cold of those regions blanches the fur +to silvery whiteness. These creatures are usually caught in<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_418" id="Page_418">[Pg 418]</a></span> traps, and +specimens are sometimes kept by the trappers as pets. A Swedish +gentleman relates his experience with one that was captured about +Christmastime, when its beautiful silky coat was of the purest white, +with the exception of the pretty black tip on its tail.</p> + +<p>It was first placed by its owner in a large room, where it soon made +itself completely at home. It would run up the curtains like a mouse, +twist itself into the smallest corners, and at length, one day, when it +had been invisible for several hours, it was discovered snugly curled up +in an unused stove funnel, its beautiful coat smeared with rust and +soot.</p> + +<p>When its cage was ready, the ermine, after being placed in it, developed +an extraordinary temper. It would dash about, climbing on the wire, and +uttering a loud hissing cry, as if protesting against confinement. When +it went to sleep, it would curl up in a ring, twisting its little tail +around its nose. It was fed with milk, which it drank eagerly, with +hens' eggs, the contents of which it sucked, and with small birds, which +it ate, leaving nothing but the feathers.</p> + +<p>A large brown rat was one day put into the cage alive. At first the +ermine curled in a corner, and allowed the rat to drink its milk, and +range about the floor. But the daring rat approached too near the lord +of the domain. With one quick spring the ermine was on the back of its +antagonist, its long teeth buried in its throat. A terrible battle +ensued, the rat several times freeing itself from the ermine, which +returned again and again, until at length the rat was stretched lifeless +and bleeding on the floor of the cage. The ermine then devoured it, +leaving nothing but the head, skin, and tail, thus thoroughly disproving +the assertion that the whole weasel family only suck the blood of their +victims.</p> + +<p>In our illustration the ermine is represented in deadly contest with a +large brown rat (<i>Mus decumanus</i>), called the Norway rat in England, +although the species is said to be unknown in the country after which it +is named. This rat is supposed to have been brought into Europe from +Asia early in the eighteenth century, and about one hundred years ago it +made its way to America. The Germans call it the migratory rat, because, +starting from its native place in the far East, it has made itself at +home in nearly every country. It is one of the boldest and most +destructive of its tribe, and a dreadful nuisance wherever it goes.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="FOR_MAMMAS_SAKE" id="FOR_MAMMAS_SAKE"></a>"FOR MAMMA'S SAKE."</h2> + +<h3>A STORY OF NED AND HIS DOG.</h3> + +<h3>BY MARY D. BRINE.</h3> + +<p>There was no mistake about it. Ned and his mother were very poor, and +decidedly uncomfortable. Ned was so tired of living in one little room, +where all day long mamma sat by the window and sewed till the day-light +faded away; and sometimes, too, both he and mamma went to bed rather +hungry, and when the little boy used to pat his mother's thin cheeks +lovingly, after a sweet baby fashion he had, he could often feel the +tears in her eyes, when it was too dark for <i>his</i> bright blue eyes to +look upon her face. There was a cunning little dog, Fido, Ned's only +playmate, which also lived with them in that small room, and his chief +occupation was the constant wagging of a very bushy tail, and a +readiness to accept the slightest invitation for a frolic from his small +master.</p> + +<p>As for Fido's meals, he had grown so used to circumstances that I don't +believe he even remembered the taste of a good juicy bone such as he +used to have in Ned's old home before the days of poverty came. Never +mind <i>what</i> brought about a change of circumstances in the family, but +the change had come sadly enough, and Ned and mamma had only the memory +of the times gone by to comfort them. Fido had been a puppy in those +days—they were only two years back, after all—and if dogs can +remember, no doubt this doggie longed for the green fields and sunny +lanes in the pretty country town where he and Ned ran races together, +and <i>never</i> were hungry. The little boy was only six years old then, and +now, on the day before my story begins, mamma had celebrated his eighth +birthday by buying him a tiny sugar angel with gauze wings, which filled +Ned with awe and delight. Eat it? No, not he! it was far too lovely for +that; so he suspended the angelic toy by a string, and it soared above +Ned's bed day and night, keeping sweet watch over all things.</p> + +<p>But to Fido, the shaggy-haired, pug-nosed companion of his days, and +sharer of his discomforts, Ned's heart clung with a love unbounded. He +laughed, and Fido laughed, or, that is to say, Fido <i>barked</i>, which +meant a laugh, of course. Ned cried, and Fido also wept, if a drooping +of ears and tail, and a decided downcast expression of countenance, +meant anything in the way of silent sympathy.</p> + +<p>They were always together, and of the greatest comfort to one another, +so that the "alley boys" (as they were called who lived by the +tenement-house in which Ned lived) used to cry, jeeringly, whenever the +little boy appeared for a breath of air, "How are you, Ned, and how is +your dog?" or, to vary it occasionally, "How are you, doggie, and how is +your Ned?"</p> + +<p>I am telling this, so that my little readers can understand how hard it +was for the little boy to do what he did, after a time, for mamma's +sake.</p> + +<p>It came about in this way. One afternoon late, when Mrs. Clarke had gone +to carry home some work, and Ned and Fido were having a regular frolic +on the floor, there came knocking at the door a Mrs. Malone, who +collected the rent due from the several lodgers in the miserable +building. With a frown on her face, when informed that Mrs. Clarke was +out, the woman had bidden the boy tell his mother that "she'd wait no +longer for the rent due her, and Mrs. Clarke might look out for +herself."</p> + +<p>Ned had cowered before her threatening face, but Fido, far from feeling +any fear, had boldly barked at the intruder until he had nearly shaken +his bushy tail from his small body. That made Mrs. Malone angry; and +meeting Mrs. Clarke on the stairs, she repeated her threat to the weary, +tired woman, who presently entered the room in tears.</p> + +<p>Ned soon learned that the man from whom his mother had obtained sewing +had dismissed some of his work-women, and Mrs. Clarke amongst them; and +now indeed there seemed distress before them. The boy was too young to +fully comprehend all his dear mother's woes, but his loving heart grew +sad and thoughtful, and he stood mournfully by the window looking up +into the sky, where he knew papa was so safely living. Poor little Fido +sat silently beside his master, wondering what had happened to break up +the frolic so suddenly; and altogether, while mamma prepared the simple +supper, things were very quiet and sad.</p> + +<p>"Have you got much money, mamma?" asked Ned at last.</p> + +<p>His mother could not help smiling at the question so plaintively asked. +"Enough for the rent, dear," she replied, trying to speak cheerily. "And +to-morrow maybe I'll find some new work. Don't look so sad, my little +Ned; we'll manage to get along in some way if we trust in the dear +Father above. You know we must have courage, Ned, and not despair."</p> + +<p>"But I can't be glad when you cry, mamma," said the boy; and straightway +his soft cheek was laid against mamma's, and he comforted her with his +kisses till she smiled again, and the tears were all dried.</p> + +<p>The next day mamma went out early, leaving Ned and Fido to take care of +the room. She little knew what plans had developed themselves in Ned's +small head during the night, when the little fellow had been unable to +sleep,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_419" id="Page_419">[Pg 419]</a></span> and had tormented himself with wishing he was "a big boy, and +could earn money for his poor mamma." No, indeed, she knew nothing of +any plans on his part. So she had kissed his sweet lips, sighed to +herself over his pale cheeks, and telling him that she would not be home +until afternoon, and he would find luncheon for himself and Fido all +fixed on the closet shelf, had gone out into the streets to look for +work from store to store.</p> + +<p>But Ned knew what he had to do before mamma's return, and no sooner had +she gone than he brushed his curly head, made himself neat and clean, +and lifted his Scotch cap from its peg behind the door. That was the +signal for Fido to sit up on his hind-legs and beg, as Ned had long +before taught him, when preparing for a race in the street; and now he +not only begged, but thumped his bushy tail impatiently against the +floor, saying, dog fashion, "Come, <i>do</i> hurry up." He didn't appear to +notice that his little master's face was sober this morning, and that +once two big tears gathered in the blue eyes which were usually such +merry eyes, as a boy's should be.</p> + +<p>And finally, after Ned had written, in a very scrawly hand, "Dear mamma, +Fido and I are going to take a walk just a little while," and placed the +queer little note where his mother would see it if she came home before +him, the two friends went down the narrow stairs, and through the alley +into the street which led toward the City Hall. Fido looked inquiringly +into his master's face to see what could be the reason that he walked so +quietly along this morning, instead of, as heretofore, racing and +chasing his four-footed little comrade from block to block. But Ned was +swallowing several lumps in his throat, and had no heart for a frolic.</p> + +<p>It was not long before the City Hall Square was reached; and a little +timidly, now that he was in so large and strange a place alone, Ned +seated himself upon the broad stone lower step of the great building, +and lifted Fido in his arms. Then he mustered courage, and cried, +feebly, although he fancied his voice was very loud and brave: "Anybody +want to buy a dog? Dog to sell. Want a dog?"</p> + +<p>But nobody seemed to hear him, and the noise of the streets frightened +our poor little fellow into silence for a while. So he buried his face +in Fido's shaggy back, and tried not to cry.</p> + +<p>"Oh, my doggie Fido!" he murmured, "you've truly got to be sold. Oh +dear! it is awfully hard, and I'll 'most die without you. But you must +be sold, 'cause mamma is so poor."</p> + +<p>Fido wriggled about, and objected to being held in Ned's arms, when he +wanted to frisk about on the broad pavement; and so he whined and +snarled a little, and even ventured a growl—something very rare with +gentle Fido. But Ned did not dare let him go, and so held the tighter, +until doggie tried the persuasive powers of his little tongue, and +kissed his master's hand over and over again.</p> + +<p>Then pretty soon a policeman came by, and eyed Ned severely. That was a +terrible scare for the youngster, and he said, eagerly, "Please, sir, I +ain't doing anything. I'm only waiting to sell my dog, 'cause my +mother's so poor."</p> + +<p>The burly guardian of the peace laughed and went his way, and Ned +breathed freely again. But somebody had chanced to hear his words—a boy +of ten or twelve years—and he came near to look at the dog in Ned's +arms.</p> + +<p>"Will you buy him, boy?" asked Ned, earnestly. "I'll sell him <i>real</i> +cheap; and, you see, I must take mamma some money to-day."</p> + +<p>The boy was ready enough to make the purchase, but though he turned his +pockets inside out, he could not rake and scrape from them more than the +sum of one dollar.</p> + +<p>"Here's all I've got," he said. "My grandpa gives me lots of money; but +it's all spent but this, and you won't sell him for a dollar, I +suppose?"</p> + +<p>Ned's eyes sparkled. "Oh yes, I will, too," he replied. "Oh yes, indeed. +A dollar is a hundred cents, and I never had so many cents in my life, +boy. You may take him now. Only let me kiss him good-by, please."</p> + +<p>His voice faltered a little toward the last, as he hugged the dog +tightly to his heart, and the tears streamed presently from his brave +eyes, in spite of all the winking and blinking to keep them back.</p> + +<p>"Oh, my Fido! my own little doggie!" was all he could say, while the dog +wagged his tail, and wondered what the fuss was about.</p> + +<p>"There, now you'll have to go," Ned said at last, smothering one more +sob, and loosening his arms. "Take him, boy, please, quick as you can."</p> + +<p>The boy promised to be very kind and good to Fido, and attempted to lift +him from Ned's knee. But to this Fido would not agree, expressing his +dislike of the new and extraordinary arrangement, which he couldn't +comprehend, by a growl and short bark.</p> + +<p>Ned apologized. "You see, I've had him an awful long time, ever since I +was a <i>little</i> fellow, and I s'pose he don't want to leave me."</p> + +<p>So the new master tied a string to Fido's collar, and Ned said, gravely, +"Now, Fido, you smile and look pleasant, like a good dog;" and then the +two old friends parted, Fido whining and tugging to break his string, +and Ned wiping his eyes on his jacket sleeve as he hurried toward his +lonely home.</p> + +<p>He reached it just after mamma had come in, and his little note was in +her hand. With a choking sob, he sprang into her arms, and thrust the +dollar—small silver pieces—into her hand. "Take it, mamma—oh, take it +quick!" he cried, and then came the explanation concerning his morning's +work. It was told with many tears and sobs, in which mamma was not +ashamed to join, as she folded her brave little son in her arms.</p> + +<p>For her sake he had parted with his one loved treasure, and his reward +was great when she kissed and called him her comfort and little helper. +But she did not let him know how almost useless his sacrifice had been, +since the dollar would go but a small way toward the relief of their +necessities. Oh no, she let him feel happy in the thought that he "<i>had</i> +helped dear mamma," and the thought went far toward softening the grief +of parting with his pet.</p> + +<p>So days went by, until one morning Mrs. Clarke decided to answer in +person an advertisement that called for "A Housekeeper," and took her +son with her, lest he should miss more than ever his old companion and +playfellow.</p> + +<p>The house to which they were directed was a large, handsome house, +having beside the door a small gilt sign bearing the name of Dr. ——. A +spruce black servant admitted them, and presently the doctor entered the +room. Satisfactory arrangements were made, the gentleman not objecting +to Ned, whose plaintive little face strangely attracted him. And with a +heart full of joy and gratitude Mrs. Clarke rose to take her leave, +until she could return and enter upon her duties. But a boy came +whistling through the hall, and presently—oh, the joy of it!—what +should rush, with a scamper and joyous bark, pell-mell upon little Ned, +but his own Fido! Such a shout of gladness! and Ned sat fairly upon the +floor, and hugged his dog again and again, while the boy—none other +than the doctor's grandson—explained to the bewildered old gentleman +that "this was the boy who had sold him the dog."</p> + +<p>So now, you see, it all turned out happily, and henceforth Fido had +<i>two</i> masters, both of whom he served, although I think the largest part +of his canine heart was given to the old and first master.</p> + +<p>And as for Ned, once in a while he asked mamma this question—not +because it hadn't been answered over and over, but because it kept +suggesting itself to his heart—"Oh, mamma, isn't it the funniest +thing?"</p> + +<p>And the reply was always, "Yes, Ned, it really is."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_420" id="Page_420">[Pg 420]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"><a name="A_TINY_SEED" id="A_TINY_SEED"></a> +<img src="images/ill_018.jpg" width="600" height="389" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<h2>A TINY SEED.</h2> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">One May morning two green leaves</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">Peeping from the ground</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">Patty and her brother Will</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">In their garden found.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">They a seed had planted there</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">Just ten days ago,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">Only half believing that</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">It would ever grow.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">"Oh, it's growed! it's growed!" they cried,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">"And it soon will be,"</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">Will proclaimed, now full of faith,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">"Like a little tree:</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">Then will lady-slippers come,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">And they'll all be ours.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">Oh, how good God is to turn</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">Brown seeds into flowers!"</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="JAPANESE_WINE-FLOWERS" id="JAPANESE_WINE-FLOWERS"></a>JAPANESE WINE-FLOWERS.</h2> + +<h3>BY WILLIAM ELLIOT GRIFFIS.</h3> + +<p>On both sides of the great wide street leading to Asakusa, in old Yedo, +were shops full of toys of all kinds. At certain seasons of the year +booths were hastily put up, and stocked with the curiosities of the +season. For a few days before New-Year's one could buy ferns, lobsters, +oranges, evergreens, and rice-straw festoons. In the second month +appeared seeds, roots, bulbs, and gardeners' tools. Dolls and girls' +toys came on in the third month, ready for the Feast of Dolls. Images of +heroes, banners, toy horses, and boys' playthings, for the Feast of +Flags, were out in the fifth month. Bamboo and streamers, in the seventh +month, celebrated the meeting of the star-lovers. Chrysanthemums in +autumn, and camellias in winter, could be bought, all having their +special use and meaning. Thus throughout the different months Asakusa +was gay with new things of all colors, and bustling with ten thousand +people of all ages. Besides the shops and booths, a constant street fair +was held by people whose counter was the pavement, and whose stock in +trade, spread out on the street, must run the risk of dust, rain, and +the accidents from passers-by.</p> + +<p>Among these jolly peddlers was one Umé, a little rosy-cheeked maid of +twelve years, who sold wine-flowers.</p> + +<p>"Wine-flowers; what are they?"</p> + +<p>If we open the boxes or paper bags sold by Umé, we see a pack of what +seem to be tiny colored jackstraws or fine shavings. They are made by +cutting out very thin slices of pith in the shape of men, women, birds, +flowers, fishes, bats, tortoises, tools, and many other things. These +are gummed, folded up, and pinched tightly, until each one looks like +nothing but a shred of linen or a tiny chip of frayed wood. If you drop +one of them into a bowl of hot water, it will open and unfold like a +flower. They blossom slowly in cold water, but hot water makes them jump +up and open at once.</p> + +<p>Umé's blind grandfather and her mother made these wine-flowers for a +living, and she went out daily and sat on the Asakusa street to sell +them.</p> + +<p>Sometimes they made "shell-surprises."</p> + +<p>Out of a hard paste made from moss they cut the shapes of roses, +camellias, lilies, daisies, etc., of real size, which they painted to a +natural color. Then folding them in a ball, and squeezing them into a +cockle-shell, they were ready for sale. They looked just like common +white shells; but when dropped into hot water they opened at once, and +the ball of gum inside, rising to the surface, blossomed into a flower +of true size and tint.</p> + +<p>"But why are they called wine-flowers?"</p> + +<p>The reason is this. The Japanese drink their "wine" (saké or rice-beer) +hot, and in tiny cups about the size of a small half orange. When one +friend is about to offer the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_421" id="Page_421">[Pg 421]</a></span> cup to another, he drops one of these pith +chips on the surface of the wine. It blossoms instantly before their +eyes, and is the "flower of friendship."</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/ill_019.jpg" width="600" height="407" alt="A GAME OF SURPRISES." title="" /> +<span class="caption">A GAME OF SURPRISES.</span> +</div> + +<p>The artist Ozawa has sketched the inside of a home in Japan, where the +children are merrily enjoying the game of surprises. A Japanese mother +has bought a few boxes of the pith toys from Umé. They have a lacquered +tub half full of warm water. Every few minutes the fat-cheeked +servant-girl brings in a fresh steaming kettleful to keep it hot. They +all kneel on the matting, and it being summer, they are in bare feet, +which they like. The elder one of the two little girls, named O-Kin +(Little Gold), has a box already half empty.</p> + +<p>"Guess what this one is," says she to her little brother Kozo, who sits +in the centre.</p> + +<p>"It's a lily, or a pot of flowers—I know it is," cries Kozo: "I know +it, because it's a long one."</p> + +<p>O-Kin drops it. It flutters like a feather in the air, then it touches +the water, squirms a moment, jumps about as if alive, unfolds, and +instead of a long-stemmed flower, it is a young lady carrying a lantern, +all dressed for an evening call. "Ha! ha! ha!" laugh they all.</p> + +<p>"You didn't guess it.—You try," said O-Kin, to O-Haya (Little Wave), +her sister; "it's a short one."</p> + +<p>"I think it's either a drum or a <i>tai</i>," (red fish), said O-Haya, looking +eagerly.</p> + +<p>It opened slowly, and a bright red fish floated to the top and swam for +a second. Its eye, mouth, and tail were perfect. "I guessed it," said +O-Haya, clapping her hands.</p> + +<p>"Look, mamma," cried Kozo, to his mother, "here are two heavenly rats +[bats], but they can't fly; two of Fuji Mountain; two <i>musŭmé</i> [young +ladies], a maple leaf, a plum blossom, a 'love-bird,' a cherry blossom, +a paper swallow, and a kiku [chrysanthemum flower]. They have all opened +beautifully."</p> + +<p>Then mamma dropped in a few from her box. They were longer and finer +than O-Kin's, and as they unfolded, the children screamed with delight. +A man in a boat, with a pole and line, was catching a fish; a rice +mortar floated alongside a wine-cup; the Mikado's crest bumped the +Tycoon's; a tortoise swam; a stork unfolded its wings; a candle, a fan, +a gourd, an axe, a frog, a rat, a sprig of bamboo, and pots full of +many-colored flowers sprung open before their eyes. By this time the +water was tinged with several colors, chiefly red.</p> + +<p>After the fun was over, the children carefully picked out the spent +tricks with a flat bit of bamboo, and spread them to dry on a sheet of +white paper; but they never could be used again.</p> + +<p>Sometimes only flower tricks are used, and then the blossoms open in all +colors, until the water contains a real floating garden or "water +bouquet."</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="DANDELION" id="DANDELION"></a>DANDELION.</h2> + +<h3>BY AMY ELLA BLANCHARD.</h3> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">"Golden-head, Golden-head,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">The sun must have kissed you."</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">"So he did," said Golden-head,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">"Just before he went to bed."</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 372px;"> +<img src="images/ill_020.jpg" width="372" height="400" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">"Golden-head, you're a white head;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">The frost must have nipped you."</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">"No; he would not be so bold;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">I am only growing old."</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 343px;"> +<img src="images/ill_021.jpg" width="343" height="400" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">"Puffy-ball, Puffy-ball,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">Where's the wind taking you?</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">I'm afraid another day</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">You will all be blown away."</span><br /> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_422" id="Page_422">[Pg 422]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"><a name="OUR_POST_OFFICE_BOX" id="OUR_POST_OFFICE_BOX"></a> +<img src="images/ill_022.jpg" width="600" height="250" alt="OUR POST-OFFICE BOX." title="" /> +</div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Indian River, Florida</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>My generous uncle James takes <span class="smcap">Young People</span> for me, and as you +welcome messages from your little readers, I thought I would tell +you that I enjoy it very much. Then, too, you might like to know +that it is a favorite in the extreme South as well as in the far +West and in the North. Little folks North and little folks South +have pretty much the same tastes, I reckon; and as I have been +interested in the accounts which little North men give of their +pets, I would like to say something of mine—a pair of egrets.</p> + +<p>My father brought them from a heronry not many miles from the +great Okeechobee Lake. Then they were very young, and so fat that +their long, awkward legs would not sustain their weight. Now they +are three months old, and stand about two feet high. Their plumage +is white as snow, and their legs and long beak a bright +orange-color. Their eyes are yellowish-gray, and very keen and +beautiful.</p> + +<p>I feed them mostly on fish or fresh meat, but in an extremity they +will not disdain a piece of salt pork. They are creatures of +approved valor, and have vanquished all our dogs, as well as the +cocks in the poultry-yard. When attacking they rush forward with +loud cries and flapping wings, well calculated to frighten their +adversaries, and having long necks, they thrust their sharp beaks +like javelins. When threatened by hawks, they squat closely to the +earth, and present their beaks somewhat as the French soldiers did +their bayonets when assailed by the terrible Mamelukes in Egypt. +One night lately an opossum thought to make a meal of them, but +they defended themselves with such vigor that the robber scampered +off just as my father appeared to succor them.</p> + +<p>They are not vicious toward persons, although they sometimes try +to bully people into feeding them when begging does not avail. +Young egrets are a long time learning how to fly, and are +meanwhile carefully attended by their parents. The mother bird +fishes industriously to feed the whole family, while her plumed +mate stands guard at the nest, for their home is in wild regions, +where enemies of many kinds abound. The famous chief Osceola used +egret plumes to adorn his turban.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">John Calhoun J.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Cincinnati, Ohio</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I wish to tell you about two pet deer I had, Dolly and Pet. They +were very tame, and if I was eating anything, they would come up +to me and put their fore-feet on my knees, as if to beg for a +piece. They had a very large cage, and I used to go in and play +with them. I am eleven years old.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">I. B.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Freeport, Illinois</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I have taken <span class="smcap">Young People</span> from the first number, and I read all +the letters in the Post-office Box. I like to read about the pets. +Papa gave me a calf for a pet. It is red and white, and is now two +weeks old. I do not like to pet it much, because it always wants +to put its nose on me, and I don't like that, for its nose is +always wet. Papa says if it was dry, the calf would be sick. I +have a water-spaniel—a liver-colored, curly fellow. Papa got him +for me when I was three years old, and I have had him eight years, +so you can tell how old I am. I have twenty-two chickens. Some are +light Brahmas, and some golden Seabright Bantams.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Willie B. B.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Litchfield, Illinois</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I like <span class="smcap">Young People</span>, and my papa buys it for me every week. I can +not read well yet, so mamma reads the stories and little letters +to me. I have a pet dog one year old. When I hold up a bit of +cake—which he likes better than anything else—and say, "Do you +want it?" he will bark and jump around lively. His name is Chub. I +have Gyp (my cat), a canary, and six pet chickens. I had a turtle, +but it went out on the porch one day, and fell off, and walked +away. I felt so badly to lose it! I am seven years old.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Lulu M. S.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Harper, Iowa</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I am seven years old. I live in a town which was named for the +Harper Brothers, and as I was the first child born here, I was +named Harper. I thank you for <span class="smcap">Young People</span>. My papa says the +Harper Brothers have done a great deal of good for the American +people, and I guess he knows, for he reads a great deal. I have +two brothers and a sister older than I am, and we all have great +fun with the Wiggles and Misfits.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Harper R.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Lykens, Pennsylvania</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I am ten years old, and I have two younger sisters—Bertha and +Alice. Bertha is eight, and Alice will be five on the Fourth of +July. Every week when papa brings home <span class="smcap">Young People</span> Alice asks if +there is any more of "Biddy O'Dolan" in it. We all liked that +story very much. We live in the coal regions, within sight of the +breaker, and the coal-dirt banks that look like mountains. I have +never been down the slope—I am afraid—but I have stood at the +top, and seen the empty cars go down and the full ones come up. I +studied algebra this winter, and went as far as cube root. I have +house plants for my pets, and they are in full bloom.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">May B.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Hamilton, Ohio</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I live in the Buckeye State, which is so called from the +buckeye-tree, which grows native in its soil. This tree annually +produces a prolific supply of hazel-colored nuts with smooth +shells, about the size of a buck's eye. Buckeye boys use them for +marbles, and are very proud of their namesake.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">G. C. M.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Eminence, Kentucky</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>When we lived in Texas last year papa gave my brother and me a +little pony. He was so small we called him Nickel. We had to take +the lambs to water every day, and herd them. When we came North, +papa sent Nickel to Michigan, together with a hundred other +ponies, and a gentleman there bought him for his little girl. We +would like to hear from Nickel.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Georgie B. H.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Competine, Iowa</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>My brothers and I take <span class="smcap">Young People</span>, and we all help pay for it. +We like to draw the Wiggles, and we had ever so much fun making +Misfits. Grandma lives with us, and knits all of our stockings, +although she is eighty-five years old. I went to school last +winter, but there is no school to go to now, and mamma teaches me +at home. I am nine years old.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Carrie E. I.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Competine, Iowa</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I am eleven years old. We have forty hives of bees. Last summer I +hived several swarms myself. Papa says after this year he is going +to let my brother and me take all the care of the bees, and we are +going to sell honey enough to pay for <span class="smcap">Young People</span> next year. We +had one hundred and nine hogs, but papa sold forty-five last week. +The story of "Puck and Blossom" is the best of all.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Joseph C. I.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Sandusky, Ohio</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>Now that dandelions are in bloom, I would like to describe a very +amusing little trick which may be performed with a long dandelion +stem, a pin, and a small green currant. Stick the pin half its +length through the centre of the currant; then place the currant +on the end of the stem, letting the pin down part way into the +tube; now hold the stem perpendicularly, and blow into it gently. +If skillfully done, the currant will revolve, suspended in the +air.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">C. C.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Macomb, Illinois</span>, <i>April 29, 1880</i>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I wish to tell Wroton K. that I have heard whippoor-wills several +times, and have seen young rabbits about half grown. Most of the +trees are in blossom here, but it is growing cold now, and may +injure the fruit crop, which is very abundant here. It snowed +slightly on the 19th of April.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;">"<span class="smcap">Zenobia</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>I am a little girl twelve years old. I have the hip-disease, and +have to lie down all the time, but I have so many things to amuse +me that I don't mind it much. I have a lounge, and it is pushed up +to the window, so I can look out. I have two canaries—Dick and +Beauty. I have tried to tame them, but do not know how. I wish +some little girl could tell me how to do it.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;">"<span class="smcap">Dot</span>."</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Springfield, Massachusetts</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I am nine years old. I have a little sister Bessie. We do not go +out to school, but have had a governess one year. I love to read +the pet letters in <span class="smcap">Young People</span>. I have three—a dog named Trump, +that is a hunting dog, and often goes out with my papa, who is +very fond of shooting; some little white chickens; and a canary +named "Little Brown Jug."</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">May A. V.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">New York City</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>It was my birthday yesterday, and my sister gave me <span class="smcap">Young People</span> +for a present. I like to read the letters from children, and to +try to find out the puzzles. I have a brown squirrel, and have +tried to tame it, but can not. I wish you would tell me how. I +would like to write about my dolls, but must not make my letter +too long. I am eight years old.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Tessie H.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<p>The only rules for taming birds, squirrels, or any other little +creatures, are those consisting of patience, perseverance, and kindness.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Maryville, East Tennessee</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I have two pets—a beautiful little white English rabbit with pink +eyes, and a little Chester pig. I have no sister, but a little +brother three years old. I am seven. Mamma always reads all the +children's letters in <span class="smcap">Young People's</span> Post-office to me.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Mason A. B.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Concordia Parish, Louisiana</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I don't know how to write very well, for I have never been to +school, although I am eight years old. Papa and mamma teach me at +home. I thought you might like to hear from a little boy in +Louisiana, who likes <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span> very much. I read it +aloud to little Brother Josie, and then papa mails it to Brother +Willie, who is at school in Vidalia, twenty-five miles away. You +would be pleased to hear how sweetly Josie, who is four years old, +can repeat many of the little poems in <span class="smcap">Young People</span>. Dew-berries +are ripe now, and I wish I could send you a large bouquet of our +flowers. I live on a large cotton plantation. Our front gate is +only a few yards from the bank of the Mississippi River, so we +have a fine view of the steamboats as they pass. We have a real +pretty yard to play in, and a nice swing. Our pets are three +beautiful cats—Dick, Spot, and Wesley. I love Dick dearly, for he +is just my age, and we grew up together. I am eight years old. +Mamma calls me her little flower boy, but my "sure-enough" name is</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">David Austin C.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">North Granville, New York</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>We are not sisters, but we are together almost as much as if we +were. We each have a pet. One is a little English pug named +Pickles, and the other a cunning little Maltese and white kitten, +and we call her Pinafore. It is very pretty in this little village +where we live in the summer. There is a very fine military school +here, and when it is warm enough for the cadets to drill on the +parade-ground, it makes it very pleasant.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Mamie B. and Gussie P.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Monticello, Wisconsin</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I have read all the letters from boys and girls in <span class="smcap">Young People</span>, +and I would like to tell them about my pets. I have two pet cats. +One is a Maltese, and I call her Nellie; the other is an old gray +cat named Puss. She has five little kittens, and they are so +cunning. I have a pet hen named Hannah. She had two little chicks, +but they died. Uncle George lives with us, and he has a hound +named Fanny. She is a brown beauty, and a great pet. I have two +little sisters. Maud has golden curls, and Ethel has little brown +curls. They are the dearest little pets I have.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">G. Nathan E.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Brooklyn, New York</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>Papa read me about Joseph E. G.'s goat Minnie, and I think mine is +just as cunning. His name is Sam, and he has no horns. I know he +loves me, for he follows me all around. I had two rabbits called +Jennie and Baby. Sam and Jennie used to have good fun chasing each +other around the yard playing tag. Sam and I are going to Aunt +Louise's farm next week. Goats eat hay and oats in the winter, and +they eat all the clothes on the wash-line they can reach, too.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Harry D.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Woonsocket, Rhode Island</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I am ten years old, and I have a bird named Dick, seven years old. +If any one of the family goes near its cage, it spreads its wings +and opens its mouth and scolds. I have a pet cat named Ned, and +when I buy catnip for him he tears open the paper.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Laura E. M.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Pocahontas Centre, Iowa</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I used to live on a farm before I came here. I have no brothers or +sisters, but I have two dogs, Lassie and Peto. Peto is a splendid +retriever. I have a pet cat named Belle, and she has two cunning +kittens. Yesterday my grandpa sent me a bow and arrows all the way +from Michigan, where I used to live. I study natural history in +school, and like it the best of all my lessons. I am almost nine +years old.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Louie B. K.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Fort Plain, New York</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I would like to tell Willie L. B. that the mounds were made by +people who lived in our land before the red man came. They are now +known as the mound-builders. There were also people who made their +houses in cliffs.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">N. B. G.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<p>There is really nothing known of the history of the mound-builders and +cliff-dwellers, who were early inhabitants of our country. Their mounds +and their dwellings remain, but they are silent monuments of an extinct +people.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>If Genevieve will give her address, I will exchange pressed +flowers with her when ours blossom. I spoke "Fair Play," the poem +in <span class="smcap">Young People</span> No. 12, in school last Friday.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Addie Goodnow</span>.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;">Albion, New York.</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>Della Smith, of Keyport, New Jersey, also wishes the address of +Genevieve for the purpose of exchanging pressed flowers. This little +California girl has not yet favored us with her address, but she has no +doubt sent it to some among the many inquirers for her. Probably any +little girl desiring to exchange pressed flowers with Genevieve would be +equally well pleased to do so with any other little girl of California +or other portions of the far West.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p><span class="smcap">May S.</span>—You will find directions for treatment of moulting birds in +Post-office Box No. 19.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p><span class="smcap">William A.</span>—About ten years since a law was passed by the Spanish +government that an entire new set of postage stamps should be issued +every year. This law applies not alone to Spain, but also to all its +colonies. A plausible<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_423" id="Page_423">[Pg 423]</a></span> reason for such action is the great prevalence of +counterfeits intended to defraud the government.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p><span class="smcap">Frank A.</span>—An answer to your question respecting barbers' poles is given +in Post-office Box No. 29. The blue is often added to the red and white +by barbers in the United States for a very obvious reason.—For answer +to your other question, see Post-office Box No. 15.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p>"<span class="smcap">Bob</span>."—If the chest you inquire about was to be opened four hundred +years after the death of the famous sculptor, the time has not yet +arrived, as he died about 1563, only a little more than three hundred +years ago.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p><span class="smcap">David R. M.</span>—The specimen you send appears like common gravel mixed with +fibres of last year's leaves. The white glistening bits are quartz. If +there were any shells, they were broken past recognition before reaching +us.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3>PUZZLES FROM YOUNG CONTRIBUTORS.</h3> + +<h3>No. 1.</h3> + +<h3>HOUR-GLASS PUZZLE.</h3> + +<p class="center">Parts by which things are held. Combs for wool. A rug. In high. A +morass. A pile of sheaves. Parts of a sledge. Centrals read downward +spell a warlike horseman.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">R. D.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3>No. 2.</h3> + +<h3>ENIGMA.</h3> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My first is in broom, but not in sweep.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My second is in rest, but not in sleep.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My third is in Ireland, not in Cork.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My fourth is in idleness, not in work.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My fifth is in low, but not in high.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My sixth is in near, but not in nigh.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My seventh is in you, but not in me.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My whole is a city in Germany.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">W. S.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3>No. 3.</h3> + +<h3>GEOGRAPHICAL DOUBLE ACROSTIC.</h3> + +<p>A cape in Africa. A mountain in Asia. A river in Russia. A cape in +Spain. Mountains in the United States. Answer—Primals spell the name of +a city, and finals the country in which it is situated.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Laura</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3>No. 4.</h3> + +<h3>WORD SQUARE.</h3> + +<p class="center">First, numerous. Second, a resinous plant. Third, a girl's name. Fourth, +a period of time.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">W. G. M.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3>No. 5.</h3> + +<h3>ANAGRAMS.</h3> + +<p class="center">[Each sentence spells one word.]</p> + +<p class="center">1. My Norah. 2. Go not, coal-miner. 3. No taste in corn. 4. Lima +pea-nut. 5. A war body. 6. I mean that mica.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">C. P. T.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3>No. 6.</h3> + +<h3>ENIGMA.</h3> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My first is in bread, but not in bun.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My second is in cannon, but not in gun.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My third is in nut, but not in shell.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My fourth is in toll, but not in bell.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My fifth is in seed, but not in sow.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My whole was a poet long years ago.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Jamie</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3>ANSWERS TO PUZZLES IN NO. 27.</h3> + +<h3>No. 1.</h3> + +<p class="center">Landseer.</p> + +<h3>No. 2.</h3> + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" width="10%" summary=""> +<tr><td align='left'>W</td><td align='left'>H</td><td align='left'>E</td><td align='left'>N</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>H</td><td align='left'>A</td><td align='left'>V</td><td align='left'>E</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>E</td><td align='left'>V</td><td align='left'>E</td><td align='left'>R</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>N</td><td align='left'>E</td><td align='left'>R</td><td align='left'>O</td></tr> +</table></div> + +<h3>No. 3.</h3> + +<p class="center">Burgoyne's surrender.</p> + +<h3>No. 4.</h3> + +<p class="center">Jefferson.</p> + +<h3>No. 5.</h3> + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" width="10%" summary=""> +<tr><td align='left'></td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'>E</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'></td><td align='left'>O</td><td align='left'>D</td><td align='left'>E</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>E</td><td align='left'>D</td><td align='left'>G</td><td align='left'>A</td><td align='left'>R</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'></td><td align='left'>E</td><td align='left'>A</td><td align='left'>R</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'></td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'>R</td></tr> +</table></div> + +<h3>No. 6.</h3> + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" width="10%" summary=""> +<tr><td align='left'>M</td><td align='center'>al</td><td align='right'>L</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>A</td><td align='center'>arga</td><td align='right'>U</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>R</td><td align='center'>epas</td><td align='right'>T</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>T</td><td align='center'>rut</td><td align='right'>H</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>I</td><td align='center'>llum</td><td align='right'>E</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>N</td><td align='center'>umbe</td><td align='right'>R</td></tr> +</table></div> + +<p class="center">Martin Luther.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p>Favors are acknowledged from Eddie E. Paddock, Nelson B. Greene, +Nicholaus T. Nilsson, Frank Rogers, R. J. Marshall, J. A. W., Bessie +Hyde, Alice Dudley, May A. Welchman, Rose W. Scott, Clarence Marsh, +Fannie L. V., Harry Knapp, Alice Cowen, Dollie Okeson, Mary Tiddy, Harry +T. Cavenaugh, Etta E. B., M. J. Laurie, Bess, N. L. U., F. G. Thatcher, +S. G. Smith.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p>Correct answers to puzzles are received from C. B. Howard, George W. +Raymond, Frank Hayward, "Zenobia," M. S. Brigham, May F. Willard, Mary +L. MacVean, Charles Wieland, "North Star" and "Little Lizzie," Lillie +F., Alice E. Doyle, R. C. D., Josie Frankenberg, John Larking, May L. +Shepard, David R. Morford, Alfy Dale, Harry F. Phillips, Jack Gladwin, +J. W. Thompson, Alice Hammond, A. C. Jaquith.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>SPECIAL NOTICE.</h2> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<h3>OUR NEW ILLUSTRATED SERIAL.</h3> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<p>In the next Number of <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span> will be found the opening +chapter of a new Serial Story, entitled</p> + +<h2>"THE MORAL PIRATES,"</h2> + +<p>written expressly for this paper by <span class="smcap">William L. Alden</span>, well known as the +humorist of the New York <i>Times</i>. The story, which is full of amusing +incidents and mishaps, describes the adventures of four boys during +their summer vacation. Each Number will be illustrated from spirited +original designs by <span class="smcap">A. B. 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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>HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE</h2> + +<h2>AS</h2> + +<h2>A SCHOOL READER.</h2> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<p>After an experience of fourteen and ten years, respectively, in teaching +English reading, our success has reached high-water mark in using +<i>Harper's Young People</i> as a school reader.</p> + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" summary=""> +<tr><td align='left'><span class="smcap">W. R. Webb</span>,</td><td align='left'>} Principals of</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><span class="smcap">J. M. Webb</span>,</td><td align='left'>} Culleoka Institute,</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'></td><td align='left'>Culleoka, Tenn.</td></tr> +</table></div> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<p>My pupils are very much pleased with the <i>Young People</i>, and I find it +ably assists in supplying them with reading matter, so necessary outside +of their usual school-books. Such reading I have hitherto found +difficult to procure, but I think <i>Harper's Young People</i> will prove +very suitable for our purpose.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Ellen McClements</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;">Sheboygan, Wis.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<p>Please find enclosed a copy of the Resolution that the Board adopted +this afternoon at my urgent request.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">J. H. Lewis</span>, Supt. of Schools,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;">Hastings, Minn.</span><br /> +</p> + +<p><i>Resolved</i>: "That <i>Harper's Young People</i> be and is hereby adopted by +this Board as the text-book to be used for reading exercises in the +intermediate grades of the public schools."</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<p>Please send 9 copies of your <i>Young People</i> for nine weeks, to my +address. I am a teacher in a country school, near this city, and fully +appreciate the advantages to be obtained from putting fresh reading +matter constantly before my pupils.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Chas. W. Moulton</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;">Minneapolis, Minn.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<p>Please send me 100 copies of <i>Harper's Young People</i>, divided into 20 +copies, each of five different numbers. I want them for supplementary +reading matter in the public schools.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Edward Burgess</span>, Supt. of Schools,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;">Poughkeepsie, N. Y.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<p><i>Harper's Young People</i> is quite popular here. Many of the schools read +from it each week.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Joseph G. Edgerly</span>, Supt. of Schools,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;">Fitchburg, Mass.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<p>I am delighted with my experiment in using <i>Harper's Young People</i> in my +school in place of reading books. I get closer attention, and better +reading in the class-room, as well as an increased interest in good +reading matter outside of the school.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Frank H. Greene</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;">Carmel, N. Y.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<p>I am a teacher in one of the public schools of this city. I take +<i>Harper's Young People</i> to school with me, and my pupils enjoy it very +much.</p> + +<p>I have the oldest children in the building, and they can understand all +of the pieces. I read them the articles as a reward for good behavior +and well-learned lessons, and let them copy and work out the puzzles.</p> + +<p>It would please you to see how anxiously they wait for each new issue, +and how happy they are when it comes. * * * Permit me to congratulate +you on the success your paper has achieved both here and abroad.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">A Teacher</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;">Buffalo, N. Y.</span><br /> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_424" id="Page_424">[Pg 424]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"><a name="HAVING_A_GOOD_TIME" id="HAVING_A_GOOD_TIME"></a> +<img src="images/ill_023.jpg" width="600" height="437" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<h2>HAVING A GOOD TIME.</h2> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">"Having a good time," are you?</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">But, ah! what would mother say</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">If she knew of the two rogues rummaging</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">In her bureau drawer to-day?</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">"Mamma's gone out," is that it?</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">And nurse is "off duty" too?</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">And little mice, when the cat is away,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Find mischief enough to do.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Well, little golden-haired burglars,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">What do you find for your pains?</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Some garments folded so neatly away,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">And mamma's jewel-case are your gains.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">You look at the jewels before you</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">With innocent, joyous surprise;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">But the jewels <i>I</i> like are your own precious selves,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">And like gems are your merry blue eyes.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">But hark! I knew nurse would wonder</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">What mischief you two were about;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">"When those children are quiet," I once heard her say,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">"Some mischief I'm sure to find out."</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Oh, dear little rogues, scamper quickly</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Away from temptation and fun;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Leave the jewels and drawer, ere your fingers</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Be guilty of harm yet undone.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="THE_PASHA_PUZZLE" id="THE_PASHA_PUZZLE"></a>THE PASHA PUZZLE.</h2> + +<p class="center">Here are two British gun-boats sailing up the Bosporus to rescue British +subjects from brigands.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 88px;"> +<img src="images/ill_024.jpg" width="88" height="24" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p class="center">Here are three sea-gulls sailing over the British gun-boats.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 67px;"> +<img src="images/ill_025.jpg" width="67" height="39" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p class="center">Here are two Turkish cimeters to help the British gun-boats against the +brigands.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 88px;"> +<img src="images/ill_026.jpg" width="88" height="95" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p class="center">Here are two Turkish bayonets to support the cimeters.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 57px;"> +<img src="images/ill_027.jpg" width="57" height="56" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p class="center">Here is a British shell ready to burst.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 101px;"> +<img src="images/ill_028.jpg" width="101" height="62" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p class="center">Here is a grim fortress on the banks of the Bosporus.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 93px;"> +<img src="images/ill_029.jpg" width="93" height="61" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p class="center">Now how are you going to make Hobart Pasha out of all this?</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="THE_STREETS_OF_CANTON" id="THE_STREETS_OF_CANTON"></a>THE STREETS OF CANTON.</h2> + +<p>They are very narrow and dirty, in the first place, with an average +width of from three to five feet. They are paved with long, narrow slabs +of stone. Their names are often both devotional and poetical. We saw +Peace Street, and the street of Benevolence and Love. Another, by some +violent wrench of the imagination, was called the street of Refreshing +Breezes. Some contented mind had given a name to the street of Early +Bestowed Blessings. The paternal sentiment, so sacred to the Chinaman, +found expression in the street of One Hundred Grandsons and street of +One Thousand Grandsons. There was the street of a Thousand Beatitudes, +which, let us pray, were enjoyed by its founder. There were streets +consecrated to Everlasting Love, to a Thousandfold Peace, to Ninefold +Brightness, to Accumulated Blessings; while a practical soul, who knew +the value of advertising, named his avenue the Market of Golden Profits.</p> + +<p>Other streets are named after trades and avocations. There is Betelnut +Street, where you can buy the betel-nut, of which we saw so much in +Siam, and the Cocoanut, and Drink Tea. There is where the Chinese hats +are sold, and where you can buy the finery of a mandarin for a few +shillings. There is Eyeglass Street, where the compass is sold; and if +you choose to buy a compass, there is no harm in remembering that we owe +the invention of that subtle instrument to China. Another street is +given to the manufacture of bows and arrows; another to Prussian blue; a +third to the preparation of furs.</p> + +<p>The shops have signs in Chinese characters, gold letters on a red and +black ground, which are hung in front, a foot or two from the wall, and +droop before you as you pass under them.</p> + +<p>One of the annoyances of the streets is the passage through them of +mandarins in their palanquins, surrounded by guards, who strike the +foot-passengers with their whips if they do not get out of the way +quickly enough.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 700px;"> +<img src="images/ill_030.jpg" width="700" height="492" alt="THE INTERRUPTED RIDE." title="" /> +<span class="caption">THE INTERRUPTED RIDE.<br /><br /></span> +</div> + +<div class="footnotes"><h3>FOOTNOTES:</h3> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_1_1" id="Footnote_1_1"></a><a href="#FNanchor_1_1"><span class="label">[1]</span></a> A fact.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_2_2" id="Footnote_2_2"></a><a href="#FNanchor_2_2"><span class="label">[2]</span></a> The Russian port of Balaklava, in the Crimea, has an +entrance of the same kind.</p></div> + +</div> + + + + + + + +<pre> + + + + + +End of Project Gutenberg's Harper's Young People, May 25, 1880, by Various + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, MAY 25, 1880 *** + +***** This file should be named 28923-h.htm or 28923-h.zip ***** +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: + https://www.gutenberg.org/2/8/9/2/28923/ + +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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+1,2663 @@ +Project Gutenberg's Harper's Young People, May 25, 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, May 25, 1880 + An Illustrated Weekly + +Author: Various + +Release Date: May 22, 2009 [EBook #28923] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ASCII + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, MAY 25, 1880 *** + + + + +Produced by Annie McGuire + + + + + + + + +[Illustration: HARPER'S + +YOUNG PEOPLE + +AN ILLUSTRATED WEEKLY.] + + + * * * * * + +VOL. I.--NO. 30. PUBLISHED BY HARPER & BROTHERS, NEW YORK. PRICE FOUR +CENTS. + +Tuesday, May 25, 1880. Copyright, 1880, by HARPER & BROTHERS. $1.50 per +Year, in Advance. + + * * * * * + + + + +[Illustration: A MOTHER'S ANXIETIES--"WATER, WATER, EVERYWHERE!"] + + + + +[Illustration] + +MEMORIAL FLOWERS. + +BY M. M. + + Blue violets open their saintly eyes, + Red columbines bend and sway, + White star-flowers twinkle in beds of moss, + And, blooming, they seem to say, + "We bring you the red and the white and the blue + To welcome Memorial-day." + + So gather them, children, at earliest dawn, + While yet they are fresh with dew, + And we'll scatter them over the sacred mounds + Where slumber our soldiers true; + For we'll give them only the colors they loved-- + The red and the white and the blue. + + + + +HOW JONATHAN BEWITCHED THE CHICKENS. + +BY MARY HICKS. + + +"Hurrah! hurrah! Now for a long play-day; the school-master's a witch, +and we are free;" and some twenty boys came flocking and tumbling out of +the school-house door, and went swarming up the street. Not much like +the boys of to-day, except for the noise, were these twenty youngsters +of nearly two centuries ago, who skipped and ran up the streets of +Boston, dressed in their long square-skirted coats, small-clothes, long +stockings, and low shoes with their cherished buckles of silver or +brass. And very different from to-day were the streets through which +they passed as they flocked homeward talking of the master. + +"He'll have naught to do but learn of the Black Man now; they do say he +rides his ferule and bunch of twigs high up in the air, like Mistress +Hibbins used her broom-stick," cried William Bartholomew, the sneak of +the school. + +"He best have been switching thee with it, then," cried Jonathan +Winthrop. "Thou never hast thy share of the whippings--does he, mates?" +and frank-faced Jonathan turned to his companions. + +"Truly thou and I, Jonathan, need not complain that we have not our +share of the fun and the twigs," laughed Christopher Corwin, as he laid +his arm on Jonathan's, and shrugged his shoulders at the thought of +numerous beatings. For Jonathan Winthrop and Christopher Corwin, with +their plots and pranks, were enough to make poor Master Halleck sell his +soul to the Evil One, as report said he had done. + +"His ferule was sharp as a knife," said overgrown Jo Tucker, the butt of +the school. + +"Truly," cried William Bartholomew, "sharper than thy wits, we doubt +not; or thy knife either, for that was never known to cut aught." + +"Keep thy tongue in thy head, Billy Mew; none ever said that was not +sharp enough," put in Christopher Corwin. + +"I do not believe he is a witch," said Samuel Shaddoe, a quiet boy, +dressed in very plain drab clothes, and a wider brimmed hat than the +others. + +"Oh, doesn't thee?" cried several. + +"Thou art but a Quaker thyself, and a Quaker's as bad as a witch any +day," shouted Robert Pike. + +"There, muddle thy stockings in yon mud puddle for that speech, thou +water-loving Baptist," cried Christopher Corwin, as he jostled Baptist +Bob in some water by the way. + +"Hurrah for the witch, and a long play-day!" cried the boys. + +"Peace! peace! ye noisy urchins!" said Magistrate Sewall, as he stepped +suddenly from a doorway. "The master has imps of the earth as well as +the air, I see. Get ye home less noisily, or we must needs put ye in +yonder prison with the master." + +The awe of the magistrate's presence had the desired effect, and the +crowd broke up in groups of two or three, and each took his way homeward +quietly. + +"Jonathan, doest thou believe the master dotted his i's and crossed his +t's when he signed his name in the Black Man's book in the forest +yonder?" said Christopher, as the two boys walked home together. + +"Nay, I know not," said Jonathan, absently. + +"Verily, I hope the Black Man cracked him across his knuckles, if he did +not," said Christopher; and he thought of his own often-aching fists. + +"Chris, thou art too wise to believe the poor master's a witch," said +Jonathan. + +"Nay, how could I be, when the magistrates themselves, and all the wise +men of the town, believe it?" + +"Thou doest not believe the master stuck pins in Job Swinnerton's +stomach?" + +"Nay," laughed Chris; "the green apples from Deacon Gedney's orchard +were the cause of his pain." + +"But, Chris, I'm afraid it will go hard with the master, for all the +boys but thou and I seem bent on making him a witch." + +"Well, trouble not thyself about it. As Billy Mew says, if the master's +a witch, we will have the longer play-day. To-morrow I go to my +grandfather's, in Salem, and thou come over with thy father some day; it +will be rare fun to see the witch children act." + +"Peradventure I may. It will be dull without thee, Chris; and with the +rest of the boys making the master out a witch, they'll have no time for +play." + +"Well, take care of thyself, good fellow, and beware thou doest not +provoke Dame Betty too far; she has a rare relish for calling people +witches." + +"Ay, that she has. There's a pail of water now at her door, and she's +talking with our Debby, I doubt not: let's turn the bottom up to dry;" +and in a wink the two boys were off for this bit of mischief. + +In a few days all were off to Salem--Jonathan's father as one of the +judges, the master to be tried for a witch, with those of the children +whom he had afflicted as accusers, and jolly Chris to see the fun. + +It was very lonesome for Jonathan at home, for he had no brothers or +sisters, his mother was always sick, and Debby spent all her spare time +talking with a crony across the way of the witch-woman, Bridget Bishop, +then on trial for witchcraft. + +So Jonathan made playmates of and amused himself with the chickens of +the Rev. Deodat Parker, who lived next door. Now these chickens were the +source of much pleasure to Jonathan, for the Winthrops had none, neither +Jonathan nor Debby being deemed fit to be trusted with them; and +Jonathan envied the Rev. Deodat Parker his yard full of staid old fowls +and lively young chicks. Early in the spring Jonathan had loved to +caress and cuddle up the little rolls of yellow and black down; but now +that they were great stalking, ragged fowls, putting on all sorts of +airs, they excited his ridicule, and he longed to tease them, and the +last year's brood of clucking hens and crowing roosters, that didn't +quite know what to make of these new-comers. + +Once he would have gone over in the yard to play with and tease the +chickens to his heart's content; but Dame Betty having traced the +overturned pail and numerous other tricks to his door, he considered her +an enemy in ambush, liable to fly out at any moment with a stout +broom-stick or hot suds, and so wisely kept at a safe distance. + +But roosted on the fence, with a handful of corn, Jonathan's fears were +at rest, and he fed the chickens, drove the old roosters nearly wild +with long and loud crowing, and sometimes made a hasty jump into the +yard to set two ruffled, ambitious roosters fighting. + +Now Jonathan teased and bothered the poor fowls so continually that they +began to grow afraid of him, and would not come when he called them, +much to his indignation. But one day he thought of a plan, and went +straightway to work at it. + +First he went to his mother's work-basket and got a spool of thread, +then to the meal chest for a handful of corn. Sitting down on the +door-step, he tied long strings of thread to each grain of corn, then +climbed the fence, and commenced what was fun for him, but misery for +the poor chickens. + +"Chick, chick," called Jonathan; and he threw his handful of corn to the +ground. "Now I've got ye, ye disobliging things," said he to himself, as +the stout old hens and pompous roosters pushed the young ones aside, and +gobbled up the corn. + +Then Jonathan gave a sudden jerk to his strings, that caused the poor +chickens to feel more uncomfortable in their stomachs than they ever had +before, and made the roosters dance, and the poor old hens tumble and +bob around in all directions. Mischievous Jonathan sat and laughed until +he tumbled off the fence, which broke the strings, and set the poor +fowls free. + +This mischief Jonathan carried on for a few days, until the wily chicks +would not come to get the corn when they saw him, and he had to hide +behind the fence until the poor things had swallowed their uncomfortable +morsel, and then he would pop up to see the fun. + +But Betty had her eyes on Master Jonathan, and one morning, while +waiting on table, spoke her mind as follows: + +"Master, I know not what's to be done with that brat Jonathan Winthrop; +now that his father's away, he behaves more unseemly than wont. The +master on trial yonder has made him a witch, and he has bewitched our +chickens." + +"Why for, my good Betty?" + +"Why for? Why, they scream and fly away from him on first sight; and +then he bewitches them nearer, and they are filled with pain seemingly, +and flutter and fly about as if in great distress." + +"Some of his pranks, I doubt not. I'll speak to him. Serve a fowl for +dinner, Betty;" and the Rev. Deodat Parker rose from the table, +evidently not crediting Betty's story. + +Well, the fowl was served for dinner, and the minister and his good wife +ate heartily, likewise Dame Betty. But that night the minister had an +uncomfortable time of it, for the fowl was a tough old hen, and didn't +sit as quietly on the minister's stomach as she would on a nest full of +eggs. + +"To my thinking, that boy's a witch of the Black Man's own brewing," +said Betty, the next morning. "He hath bewitched our chickens, for +certain." + +"Nonsense, Betty," said the minister and his good wife together. + +"Verily, no nonsense," snapped back Dame Betty. "That hen was bewitched +I killed and cooked yesterday, as the eating of it has proved to the +master. Never hen had such legs, or was so hard to kill; and, hark ye! I +could not keep water in the pot," said Betty, mysteriously. + +"Verily, this is a matter to be looked into. Thou thinkest the boy a +witch?" And the Rev. Deodat Parker, uncomfortable from his disturbed +night, was more willing to believe. + +And so, I can hardly tell how, in a short time it was whispered around +that little Jonathan Winthrop was a witch, and had bewitched the Rev. +Deodat Parker's chickens. + +One day Dame Betty walked into the minister's study, and said, "Master, +come and see for thyself." + +So the minister called his good wife, and the three took their station +behind a closed blind. And there, sure enough, was Master Jonathan +astride the fence, waving his hands in the air, in what seemed to them +some dreadful incantation, while on the ground four old hens and one +miserable rooster were bobbing and squawking like things bewitched. + +Now, unfortunately, the minister and his good wife and old Betty could +not see the strings in Jonathan's hands, and so immediately believed him +a true witch. + +"Deodat, it must be seen to," said Goodwife Parker. + +"Yes, I will go at once for a magistrate." And the old gentleman hurried +off with unseemly haste, and returned in a short time with two +magistrates and a brother clergyman, all considerably out of breath as +they took their station behind the blind to see the wonderful +manifestations. + +And Jonathan was at it yet. Owing to the chickens being so hard to +catch, he prolonged the fun when he did catch them. As the solemn +magistrates peeped out, Jonathan gave a jerk to his threads that made +the poor fowls fly toward him, fluttering and squawking like mad; and as +he let the thread out again they ran away with all their might, only to +be twitched back by their tormentor, who laughed until he cried at their +antics. + +The two magistrates and brother clergyman were old, as nearly all men in +office were in those days, and their eyes saw no strings either. So they +had a long talk, and decided Jonathan had best be arrested and tried, +lest he should bewitch people next. + +But on that day little Deliverance Parker, the minister's granddaughter, +who lived out beyond the town, came to make a visit at her +grandfather's, and she was told by Dame Betty that she must not play +with Jonathan Winthrop as she used to do, for he was a witch, and had +bewitched their chickens. And then Dame Betty showed her, as she had +many others, from behind the blinds, Jonathan as he was plaguing the +poor fowls. + +Now little Deliverance had sharp eyes, saw the strings plainly, and took +in the trouble at once; but Betty was so set and stupid she could not +convince her, and they would not let her tell Jonathan of his danger. + +Fortunately matters came to a crisis that afternoon. The magistrates had +been waiting for Jonathan's father to come home; but as he was kept so +long at Salem, they took matters in their own hands, and brought +Jonathan before quite an assembly in the minister's study. + +The poor boy was so frightened at all the stern faces before him that he +didn't know what to say to the charge, and grew so confused and +flustered, they believed him guilty at once. + +But little Deliverance waited until the magistrates had finished +talking, and then walked straight before them, and began to speak. + +"Verily, he is no witch. He only ties strings to the corn that the poor +fowls eat, and by the aid of the strings pulls them about." + +"Thou art mistaken, little one; we saw no strings," said the +magistrates. + +"Yes, but there were;" and little Deliverance was so positive, and by +that time Jonathan had found his tongue, and both children explained the +affair so clearly, that the old magistrates looked rather foolish, and +dismissed the case with a reprimand to Jonathan for wasting his time so +foolishly. But some good came of the boy's prank after all. For his +father, seeing how near Jonathan came being proved a witch, bestirred +himself in favor of poor School-master Halleck, who was set free from +prison in consequence. + + + + +[Begun in No. 19 of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, March 9.] + +ACROSS THE OCEAN; OR, A BOY'S FIRST VOYAGE. + +A True Story. + +BY J. O. DAVIDSON. + + +CHAPTER XII. + +THE "HEATHEN CHINEE" AT HOME. + +The first sight of China--that region of marvel and mystery, where +everything seems exactly opposite to what one sees at home, and the +fashions of three thousand years ago are supreme as ever--is a great +event in any one's life. So thought Frank Austin, who was on the watch +for the Chinese coast long before it came in sight, although the run +from Singapore was an unusually quick one; for the _Arizona_ exerted all +her speed to "get in for a cargo" before a rival steamer, which had kept +close to her all the way, coming so near at times that the respective +officers could exchange a little good-humored "chaff" through their +speaking-trumpets. + +[Illustration: A CHINESE TRADING FLEET SAILING WITH THE MONSOON.] + +But our hero got a glimpse of the "Celestials" sooner than he expected. +For the last two or three days of the voyage the sea was literally +covered with Chinese junks, large and small, many of them strongly +manned, and armed with cannon, to guard against the countless pirates of +the "China seas." At every moment it seemed as if the _Arizona_ must run +some of them down; but just as the crash was about to come, the junk +would veer, and slide nimbly away. When several of them came by +together, the barking of dogs, crowing of roosters, and shouts of +children made Frank feel quite as if he were in a town instead of on the +open sea. So steadily do the "trade-winds" (here called "monsoons") blow +from one quarter, that these junks, starting at the same time every +year, often make a whole voyage without shifting sail at all. + +Frank was delighted with the picturesque sight, and overwhelmed Herrick +with questions, that the old tar answered readily enough. + +"That's right, lad," he would say; "keep your eyes open, and when you +don't know a thing, never be ashamed to ask. That's the way to git +on--you see if it ain't! Why, there's that feller Monkey, now: 'stead o' +lookin' about him when we were at Singapore, I found him fast asleep in +the shadder o' the quarter-boat, never knowin' whether he was in Malacca +or Massachusetts! If you'd been one o' _that_ sort, 'stead o' bein' +supercargo, you'd ha' been shovellin' coal down thar yet?'" + + * * * * * + +For some time past Frank had noticed a curious change in one of the men, +who, after showing himself, a brave and able seaman in the earlier part +of the voyage, had suddenly, without any apparent reason, become so +gloomy and miserable that his mates nicknamed him "Dick Calamity." The +surgeon, though finding no sign of actual illness about the man, had +pronounced him quite unfit for duty, and thenceforth the poor fellow +would sit for hours looking moodily over the side, with a weary, +hopeless expression, which, as Herrick truly said, "made a man's heart +ache to look at." + +One evening there was some music on the after-deck (there being several +good musicians among the lady passengers who had come aboard at +Singapore), and Frank, with some of the officers, stood by to listen. As +the last notes of "Home, Sweet Home" died away, Austin's quick ear +caught a smothered sob behind him. Following the sound, he discovered +poor Dick crouching under the lee of one of the boats, and crying like a +child. + +Frank spoke to him kindly, but for some time could get nothing from him +but sobs and tears. At last, however, the whole story came out. The man +was homesick. + +"I want to be home agin!" he groaned, "and I don't care to live if I +can't. If I could just git one glimpse o' my little farm yonder among +the Vermont hills, it 'ud be worth every cent I've got." + +"But you'll soon be home _now_, you know," said Frank, cheerily. "We're +close to Hong-Kong, and you can get a passage home from there whenever +you like." + +Dick only shook his head mournfully; but after a time he seemed to grow +quieter, and went below. His mates--who had long since left off making +fun of him, and now did all they could to cheer him up--helped him into +his bunk, and recommended him to go to sleep. + +The next morning an unusual bustle on the forecastle attracted Frank's +attention, and he went forward to ask what was the matter. + +"Poor Dick's gone and killed himself,"[1] answered one of the men, +sadly. "I was al'ays afeard that 'ud be the end of it." + +It was too true. An hour later the poor fellow's body, sewn up in a +hammock, and weighted with a heavy shot, was plunged into the sea; and +Herrick, drawing his rough hand across his eyes, muttered, "_That's_ +what comes o' goin' to sea when you ain't fit for it." + + * * * * * + +On the seventh day of the voyage the Chinese coast was seen stretching +like a thin gray cloud along the horizon. Presently the mountains began +to outline themselves against the sky, and as the vessel drew nearer, +the huge dark precipices and smooth green slopes grew plainer and +plainer, while in the background towered the great blue mass of Victoria +Peak, at the foot of which lies Hong-Kong. + +[Illustration: CHINESE FISHING FLEET OFF CANTON.] + +Frank was not a little puzzled by a number of strange-looking brown +objects that lay close inshore, tumbling and bobbing about like +porpoises. But as the steamer approached, they turned out to be Chinese +"sampans" and fishing-boats, hard at work. Some had white sails +criss-crossed with strips of bamboo, others huge brown sails of woven +matting, like bats' wings; and altogether--what with the brightly +painted boats, the queer faces and gestures of the pigtailed fishermen, +the barking of the big dogs which seemed to act as sentries, the +glittering scales of the fish that came pouring out of the nets, and lay +flapping on the deck, the general bustle and activity--it was a sight +well worth seeing. + +Over the after-part of each boat was an awning of straw or matting, +under which the fisherman's family could be seen at work upon their +morning meal of rice and fish, flipping it into their mouths with long +knitting-needles, which Herrick said were the famous Chinese +"chopsticks." They hardly took the trouble to look round at the steamer +as she passed, seeming to care very little whether she happened to run +them down or not. + +And now larger junks began to appear, together with not a few foreign +vessels, which seemed to start out of the solid mountain, for as yet no +opening was to be seen. But all at once the _Arizona_ made a sharp turn +to port, around the elbow of a huge headland, and there, through a gap +in the cliffs, appeared the beautiful harbor of Hong-Kong, right +ahead.[2] + +"Dutch Gap, by hoe-cake!" cried a tall Virginian, with a joyful grin. + +"Ah! don't I jist wish it was!" muttered another, who was beginning to +feel a touch of poor Dick Calamity's complaint. + +Gliding past the pretty little islet that sentinels the entrance, the +_Arizona_ ran in and dropped anchor, while the rival steamer, came +slowly up behind her. + +[TO BE CONTINUED.] + + +FOOTNOTES: + +[1] A fact. + +[2] The Russian port of Balaklava, in the Crimea, has an entrance of the +same kind. + + + + +THE STORY OF A WINGED TRAMP. + +BY FLETCHER READE. + + +Tramps, you think, are a modern invention, and a very disagreeable one, +too; but if you had chanced to live so long ago as when the earth was +young, you would know that the institution is a very old and honorable +one. + +You would have heard, too, in that far-off golden age, of the winged +tramp--a beautiful youth who spent his life in travelling from place to +place, sometimes on the earth, sometimes in the air, walking or flying +as the humor seized him: a merry fellow withal, and the very Prince of +the wandering brotherhood. + +He was, indeed, a true Prince, for his father, Zeus, was King of +Olympia, and his mother, Maia, was descended from the Titans, an ancient +and royal family. + +Instead of living in the grand Olympian palace, however, Maia preferred +to remain in her own home--a beautiful grotto on the hill Kyllene, and +it was here that the young Prince Hermes was born. + +Even then babies were wonderful beings, as they are now, and always must +be; but of all astonishing and precocious infants Hermes was certainly +the most remarkable. + +Cuddled and wrapped in his cradle, and six hours old by the sun, he +leaped to his feet, and ran swiftly across the hard, uneven floor of +Maia's cave. + +Just outside the door he spied a tortoise. + +"Aha, my fine fellow!" said this wonderful baby, "you are just the +person I wished to see." + +The tortoise was so taken by surprise that he could not find a word to +say, and by the time he had made up his mind that the best thing for him +to do was to get out of the way, there was nothing left of him to get +away with, for the baby Prince had thrust out his eyes, and had +converted his shell into a lyre. + +Hermes smiled as he held it between his hands, and then, seating himself +by his mother's side, he began to sing, recounting to her all the most +wonderful events of her life. + +It was now that Maia discovered for the first time that her baby wore +on his feet a curious pair of sandals, on each of which grew tiny wings. + +She turned quickly to clasp him in her hands, for she knew by the sign +of the winged shoes that he would soon fly away from the little grotto +of Kyllene. + +But Hermes sprang out of her reach, and laughed gayly as she chased him +about the cave, hardly stopping to turn his head as he bounded past her, +and out into the open air, carrying his lyre in his hand, and wearing on +his head a funny little hat, on which were two wings like those upon his +shoes. + +Faster and faster he flew, now floating on the wind like a swallow, now +bounding over the earth, and now rising just above the tops of the +highest trees. + +This was the little tramp's first journey, and his errand, I am sorry to +say, was a very wicked and mischievous one; for no sooner did he see the +cows of Prince Apollo feeding in the pastures of Pieria than he decided +to steal a couple of them for his breakfast, and to let the rest stray +away. Having accomplished this piece of mischief, he went back to his +cradle, gliding through the open door as swiftly and softly as the +summer wind. + +Phoebus Apollo soon discovered what had happened, and started off in +pursuit of the robber; but Hermes was by this time fast asleep. + +"What! I steal your cows!" he exclaimed, rubbing his eyes, as Apollo +stood at the door of Maia's cave. "I beg your pardon, but I do not even +know what a cow is." + +Then he laughed to himself, and hid his face under the clothes; but +Apollo was not to be deceived, and Hermes was compelled to leave the +pleasant grotto, and appear before Zeus to answer for his crime. + +Still the little tramp denied the theft: "No, no," he said, "I never +stole a cow in my life. I do not know a cow from a goat. I, indeed!" And +the boy turned on his heel, laughing as he spoke. + +"Hermes," said Zeus at length, from his royal throne, "it is useless for +you to try longer to deceive us. Return the cows, make up the quarrel, +and Apollo will forgive the theft." + +Hermes saw that his secret was discovered, and confessed his fault as +gayly as he had before denied it. + +Prince Apollo was still somewhat out of humor, but as the boy led him +back along the sandy shores of Pieria, he told such pleasant stories and +sang such bewitching songs that the angry Prince began to smile, and at +last declared that the music was worth the loss of a hundred cows. + +Hermes, who was as generous as he was mischievous, immediately made +Apollo a present of his lyre, and Apollo, not to be outdone, gave him in +return a magic wand. This wand, which was so cunningly carved that it +looked like two serpents twining around a slender rod, was called a +caduceus, and Hermes carried it with him in all his wanderings. + +After Apollo and Hermes had exchanged presents, they swore eternal +friendship to each other; and then, having pointed out the place where +the cows were hid, Hermes hurried back to Olympus. + +Having once tasted the delights of travel, he could not endure the +thought of a quiet humdrum life in the little cave at Kyllene, and he +besought the King to send him on some foreign mission. + +Zeus, pleased with the boy's adventurous spirit, appointed him his +special Ambassador. + +Light of foot and light of heart was the bright-haired messenger of the +gods, the very merriest tramp that ever walked, or flew, or ran. + +Sometimes he showed to travellers the road they had lost, and sometimes +he led them far out of the way, stealing their purses, and then laughing +at their tears. + +On one occasion, having found Zeus in great distress because the Queen +had determined to kill Io, a lovely young girl of whom the King was very +fond, he declared that he alone would save her. + +Zeus at first changed Io into a heifer, but the Queen discovered the +secret, and sent Argus, a monster with a hundred eyes, to watch her. + +It seemed impossible that the lovely Io could escape, and the poor old +King was in despair. + +"Trust me," said the cheerful Hermes, "I will manage the matter." + +Swifter than a cloud that flies before the wind, he glided through the +air until he reached the spot where the monster lay in wait for Io. + +With one touch of his wand Hermes put the beast to sleep, and before he +had time to wink even one of his hundred eyes Argus was dead. + +It would take too long to tell of all the wonderful deeds which Hermes, +the "Argus slayer," the messenger of the gods, performed. + +Wherever he went he was greeted with prayers and songs and gifts, for +although he sometimes wrought more harm than good, the winged tramp was +always a welcome visitor both to gods and men. + + + + +[Begun in HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE No. 24, April 13.] + +THE STORY OF GEORGE WASHINGTON. + +BY EDWARD CARY. + + +CHAPTER VII. + +General Washington was now "President" Washington. The man was the same, +but the work he had to do was very different. And then it was all new. +My readers have not yet got so used to doing things that they do not +know that it is a great deal harder to do anything the first time than +it is the second or the third. + +Washington was not only the first President, but the whole government, +in which he had so great a part, was a strange thing. No one understood +exactly how it was going to work, and a great many people in each State +were afraid of it. They thought that the President would have too much +power, and that he would get to be as bad as a King after a while, and +the people hated Kings bitterly in those days. + +Some very earnest but not very just writers went so far as to say that +the country had only got rid of George the Third (who was King of +England), to set up in his place "George the First" (meaning +Washington), and they said the change was like the one the frogs made +from "King Log" to "King Stork." + +What this meant you may find in AEsop's Fables. And I must say that our +first President was a good deal more like a King in his manners and his +notions than our Presidents are nowadays. Perhaps he was more so than he +would be if he were President now. + +He was a proud man--not a vain one, but proud of his office; and he +wanted people to show their respect for his office by the manner in +which they treated him. He dressed very richly, and had his wife dress +richly too. He rode to and from the Capitol in a coach with four horses, +and sometimes even six, handsomely clad. He put his servants in a sort +of uniform, like the "livery" which nobles' servants wear. He gave grand +parties, where he and Mrs. Washington received their guests from a +slightly raised platform, called a "dais." + +On every occasion where he appeared as President of the United States he +insisted that things should go on in a certain order, and with as much +display as possible. But in his private life and conduct he was as +simple and modest as any one could be. + +In his public work Washington chose some of the best and ablest men in +the country to help him. He called Alexander Hamilton from New York to +take care of money matters, with the title of Secretary of the +Treasury. Hamilton was an officer on Washington's staff during the +Revolution, and had led the Americans over the British redoubts in the +last fight at Yorktown. Washington knew him to be as honest and skillful +as he was brave, and relied on him greatly. Then he called Thomas +Jefferson from Virginia--a very clear-headed man, with many bold +ideas--to take charge of any business that might come up with other +nations. His title was Secretary of State, and he had a great deal to +do, for the governments of Europe had not yet learned to respect the +rights of the United States, or to care much for this country in any +way. + +General Washington took up his residence in New York, where Congress was +then meeting. The first thing he did was to lay out an order in which +business should be done, in such a manner that nothing should be +neglected, and things should not get confused. His plans were made after +asking advice from the chief men about him, for, great man as he was, he +was always ready to take the counsel of others. + +Nothing is more striking in reading Washington's letters than this habit +of asking advice. It certainly did not come from any lack of courage, +for when he had once made up his mind, he was very firm in carrying out +his plans. And when he had to do so, he could act very quickly and +wisely without advice, and during the war he frequently did what he +thought best against the advice of his generals. + +[TO BE CONTINUED.] + + + + +HOW TO MAKE AN AVIARY. + +BY A. H. M. + + +[Illustration] + +One of the charms of having a good garden is the opportunity it affords +for keeping different pets, caged or at liberty; and those who are fond +of birds can find no easier way of watching their habits than by keeping +them in an out-door aviary, such as any bright boy with a love for +carpentering, and a few good tools, can build for himself. + +There are certain rules and facts connected with carpentry to be borne +in mind and acted upon: Buy only the best tools, and keep them _sharp_; +keep your tools, when not in use, well out of the reach of little +children, who would be glad to use your chisels, if not to dig out +refractory tin tacks, at least as screw-drivers. + +In doing any out-door work, such as a fern frame, dove's house, or what +not, never put together any part of it inside the shop until you have +ascertained that such portion will somehow get through the doorway. This +remark brings us back to the aviary, and its general size. + +If it is to be about seven feet square, the frame of each side can be +set up in-doors; if larger than that, each piece of wood, when prepared, +will have to be taken out, and the various parts joined together near +where the aviary is to stand. + +The materials we require consist merely of ordinary deal rafters, two +inches square, and a good number of deal boards, five-eighths of an inch +thick, planed on one side, with rebate and groove already cut--all of +which may be obtained of any timber-merchant. + +[Illustration: Fig. 1.] + +[Illustration: Fig. 2.] + +First, the frame of one side, as before stated, is put together, A B C D +(Fig. 1), then that of the opposite side, E F G H, the various corners +being mortised into one another (Fig. 2). Then the remaining parts of +the frame having been got ready piece by piece, the whole may be set up. +The two iron stays between each couple of upright rafters must on no +account be omitted; nor yet the galvanized iron squares, similar to +those used by shop-keepers to support their window-shelves, which will +be found most useful to strengthen the angles. + +[Illustration: Fig. 3.] + +Now get the mason to come with his cement and some bricks, and build up +on the selected site a level foundation for the house to rest on, +spreading a layer of cement along the top of the upper course of bricks, +to which the base of the frame-work (which must be lifted on to it while +it is moist) will adhere. Then, to give additional stability, and lessen +the risk of the house being lifted or shifted by a gale (for, being open +in front and sides, it will offer, like the inside of an open umbrella, +far greater resistance to the wind than would be the case if glazed as a +greenhouse is), an inner line of bricks is next cemented against the +side of the bottom rafters all round, and flush with their surface, as +seen at Fig. 3. Lastly, when the floor has been paved with bricks, the +mason's job is finished. + +[Illustration: Fig. 4.] + +[Illustration: Fig. 5.] + +Now comes the roof. This is made to play out widely for two purposes: to +give our aviary a somewhat ornamental appearance, and also to carry the +drip well clear of the walls and wire netting. First of all, the boards, +B (Fig. 4), must be nailed on, planed surface downward, to form a smooth +ceiling; then the whole is covered with strips of stout canvas, A, +overlapping one another. The ends of the canvas are fastened tightly +under the eaves, and the exposed selvedge of one strip, with the +selvedge of the next beneath, is properly tacked to the wood. Finally +the top piece, C, and the narrow strips of wood, B (Fig. 5), being +securely nailed on over the canvas, the roof is complete; and when +painted with _light_ lead-color, it will be perfectly water-proof, and +have the appearance, without the weight, of a real leaden covering. + +[Illustration: Fig. 6.] + +[Illustration: Fig. 7.] + +There remain the sides to be walled up. The boards for these can now be +nailed on from the bottom upward, with the exception of the pieces H H +(Fig. 6), which must be left over until the wire netting has been +attached to the upright pillars. A window two feet square, of a single +pane of strong glass, well bedded in putty, to give more light to the +interior, without extra draught, and with wire netting over the glass on +the inside, is placed at the back, where also is seen the door, +capacious enough for a person to get in and clean out the aviary when +required; for which purpose three feet by two feet will give sufficient +room. But we do not want the bother of unfastening this big door, and +stooping down to the floor, every time we put in the saucers of food, +besides running the risk of allowing some of the birds to fly out during +the operation; so we construct another one, much smaller, at the side +(Fig. 7), at about the height of one's elbow when standing by it. Two +brackets fixed to the door serve to keep it in a horizontal position +when open, thus forming a table on which to place and fill the saucers +with seed and bread and milk, before transferring them to the wooden +tray at the same level inside. Another little door, fourteen inches by +four inches, with the bottom of it flush with the brick floor, A (Fig. +8), and a spring like that of a mouse-trap attached to the hinges to +make it shut, will be large enough to admit a zinc trough one foot +square, two inches deep, which will contain abundance of water to give +all the birds a good bath daily. + +[Illustration: Fig. 8.] + +Two coats of lead-color painted over the whole outside wood-work, two +coats of dark green over that and over the wire netting, three coats of +light lead-color over the outside of the roof, with three coats of white +paint over the walls and roof inside, will complete the work of the +house itself. + +[Illustration: Fig. 9.] + +[Illustration: Fig. 10.] + +The arrangement of perches and nesting-places may be left to the +reader's judgment. The goldfinches will want some slender twigs close to +the roof, and a swinging perch, such as in Fig. 9, as they love to get +up as high as possible, and look down contemptuously on everybody else. +The canaries will like another swing (Fig. 10) suspended from a stout +perch above by a small swivel and chain, and placed in the front near +the wires, where they can be swung to and fro by the breeze. It is +pretty to watch the canaries singing as they swing. + +The site should be as sunny and sheltered as possible. If the front of +the house can face south, and there be a hedge or spreading shrub on the +eastern side, the birds will have nothing to complain of from spring to +autumn. By the first of November place a covering of thick warm felt +over the whole roof, tacking it to the narrow slips above the canvas, so +that a space is left between the boards and the felt, the warmth of a +_double_ roof is imparted to the interior, and the birds are made all +snug and comfortable. This covering, together with a wooden shutter +fitting closely over the top half of the netting on the weather side, +may be removed again in March. + +One word more. It may happen that at feeding or cleaning-out time a cock +bullfinch, or some valued bird, will slip out and escape. Nothing +whatever will be gained by exclaiming, "What a pity!" nor would it be +wise to chase the fugitive from bush to bush, because to pursue would +merely frighten it farther afield. But if left alone, it will probably +be too much astonished at the novelty of its freedom to think of flying +at first farther than the nearest thick shrub. So, having noticed where +it has flown to, we must fetch the trap-cage without losing a moment, +put in a hen from the aviary as call-bird, a few grains of hemp as bait, +stand the cage on a box, or anything else, close to the bush, and watch +from some point out of sight. In less than ten minutes we shall most +likely have caught the truant safely once more. + + + + +THE ERMINE. + + +The silky white fur which forms the ornament of many a royal robe is the +skin of the ermine--a graceful and saucy member of the weasel tribe. The +ermine is found in all Northern countries. In the summer it is a +reddish-brown creature, but no sooner does the reign of winter begin +than it attires itself in purest white, with the exception of the tip of +its tail, which is glossy jet black. It is thought by naturalists that +the coat of the ermine changes color at the beginning of winter, but +that the change in the spring is effected by shedding the white hairs, +which are replaced by new ones of a brown tint. + +The ermine (sometimes called stoat) is somewhat larger than the common +weasel, but not unlike it in its habits. It lives in hollow trees and +among rocks, wherever it can find a snug hiding-place. Although it often +comes out to frolic in the sun, its hunting-time begins with the setting +of the sun. Toward evening, when the shadows are rapidly lengthening +across the clearings, the ermine may be seen issuing forth for its night +campaign. Now it twists its lithe body like an eel in and out among the +rocks and underbrush; now it stands for a moment motionless, peering +about in search of a victim, its slender little body arched up in the +middle like an enraged cat. It is always on the alert, whisking here and +there, sniffing at every hole and corner where perchance some rat or +rabbit may lie concealed. + +Odd stories are told of the extreme boldness of the ermine, and some of +them are no doubt true. A celebrated German hunter relates that, +creeping through the forest in search of game, he came to the edge of a +clearing, where he saw two ermine frolicking about on the ground. +Seizing a stone, he threw it with such sure aim that one of the little +creatures was knocked senseless, when, to his astonishment, the other, +giving a loud cry, sprang at him, and running up his clothes with the +rapidity of lightning, fastened its sharp teeth in the back of his neck. +With the utmost difficulty he succeeded in freeing himself from the +angry ermine, which bit his face and hands severely in the struggle. + +The ermine is a cruel enemy of all small beasts, a despoiler of birds' +nests, as it likes nothing better than a supper of fresh eggs, and a +most heartless persecutor of the snug homes of rabbits and squirrels. +Hares appear conscious of their entire helplessness in the presence of +this dangerous foe, and although they are swifter of foot, the bright, +glittering eye of the ermine paralyzes them with terror; and should they +attempt to fly, the ermine well understands the art of riding on the +back of its victim, its sharp teeth fastened in its throat, until, +exhausted and faint, the stricken hare is forced to succumb. + +Even the powerful water-rat is no match for the ermine. It may spring +into the pool by which it lives, and swim rapidly among the reeds; but +the ermine, although its home is on land, is as good a swimmer as the +rat, and fastening its teeth in its victim's throat, it drags it, +helpless and dying, on shore. + +In May or June the ermine seeks some soft, secluded corner, from whence +it comes forth in a few days with five or six playful, tiny children. No +pussy cat is a prouder, fonder mother than the ermine. It bestows the +tenderest care and caresses on its little ones until they are three or +four months old, and capable of shifting for themselves. Should danger +threaten its children, the ermine will seize them all in its mouth, and +fly to a place of safety; even if compelled to swim a deep river to +escape capture, it will carry its babies safely over. + +The fur of the ermine is very much valued. The species which inhabit +Siberia and the most northern countries of Europe are the most sought +after by traders, as the intense cold of those regions blanches the fur +to silvery whiteness. These creatures are usually caught in traps, and +specimens are sometimes kept by the trappers as pets. A Swedish +gentleman relates his experience with one that was captured about +Christmastime, when its beautiful silky coat was of the purest white, +with the exception of the pretty black tip on its tail. + +It was first placed by its owner in a large room, where it soon made +itself completely at home. It would run up the curtains like a mouse, +twist itself into the smallest corners, and at length, one day, when it +had been invisible for several hours, it was discovered snugly curled up +in an unused stove funnel, its beautiful coat smeared with rust and +soot. + +When its cage was ready, the ermine, after being placed in it, developed +an extraordinary temper. It would dash about, climbing on the wire, and +uttering a loud hissing cry, as if protesting against confinement. When +it went to sleep, it would curl up in a ring, twisting its little tail +around its nose. It was fed with milk, which it drank eagerly, with +hens' eggs, the contents of which it sucked, and with small birds, which +it ate, leaving nothing but the feathers. + +A large brown rat was one day put into the cage alive. At first the +ermine curled in a corner, and allowed the rat to drink its milk, and +range about the floor. But the daring rat approached too near the lord +of the domain. With one quick spring the ermine was on the back of its +antagonist, its long teeth buried in its throat. A terrible battle +ensued, the rat several times freeing itself from the ermine, which +returned again and again, until at length the rat was stretched lifeless +and bleeding on the floor of the cage. The ermine then devoured it, +leaving nothing but the head, skin, and tail, thus thoroughly disproving +the assertion that the whole weasel family only suck the blood of their +victims. + +[Illustration: FIGHT BETWEEN AN ERMINE AND A BROWN RAT.] + +In our illustration the ermine is represented in deadly contest with a +large brown rat (_Mus decumanus_), called the Norway rat in England, +although the species is said to be unknown in the country after which it +is named. This rat is supposed to have been brought into Europe from +Asia early in the eighteenth century, and about one hundred years ago it +made its way to America. The Germans call it the migratory rat, because, +starting from its native place in the far East, it has made itself at +home in nearly every country. It is one of the boldest and most +destructive of its tribe, and a dreadful nuisance wherever it goes. + + + + +"FOR MAMMA'S SAKE." + +A STORY OF NED AND HIS DOG. + +BY MARY D. BRINE. + + +There was no mistake about it. Ned and his mother were very poor, and +decidedly uncomfortable. Ned was so tired of living in one little room, +where all day long mamma sat by the window and sewed till the day-light +faded away; and sometimes, too, both he and mamma went to bed rather +hungry, and when the little boy used to pat his mother's thin cheeks +lovingly, after a sweet baby fashion he had, he could often feel the +tears in her eyes, when it was too dark for _his_ bright blue eyes to +look upon her face. There was a cunning little dog, Fido, Ned's only +playmate, which also lived with them in that small room, and his chief +occupation was the constant wagging of a very bushy tail, and a +readiness to accept the slightest invitation for a frolic from his small +master. + +As for Fido's meals, he had grown so used to circumstances that I don't +believe he even remembered the taste of a good juicy bone such as he +used to have in Ned's old home before the days of poverty came. Never +mind _what_ brought about a change of circumstances in the family, but +the change had come sadly enough, and Ned and mamma had only the memory +of the times gone by to comfort them. Fido had been a puppy in those +days--they were only two years back, after all--and if dogs can +remember, no doubt this doggie longed for the green fields and sunny +lanes in the pretty country town where he and Ned ran races together, +and _never_ were hungry. The little boy was only six years old then, and +now, on the day before my story begins, mamma had celebrated his eighth +birthday by buying him a tiny sugar angel with gauze wings, which filled +Ned with awe and delight. Eat it? No, not he! it was far too lovely for +that; so he suspended the angelic toy by a string, and it soared above +Ned's bed day and night, keeping sweet watch over all things. + +But to Fido, the shaggy-haired, pug-nosed companion of his days, and +sharer of his discomforts, Ned's heart clung with a love unbounded. He +laughed, and Fido laughed, or, that is to say, Fido _barked_, which +meant a laugh, of course. Ned cried, and Fido also wept, if a drooping +of ears and tail, and a decided downcast expression of countenance, +meant anything in the way of silent sympathy. + +They were always together, and of the greatest comfort to one another, +so that the "alley boys" (as they were called who lived by the +tenement-house in which Ned lived) used to cry, jeeringly, whenever the +little boy appeared for a breath of air, "How are you, Ned, and how is +your dog?" or, to vary it occasionally, "How are you, doggie, and how is +your Ned?" + +I am telling this, so that my little readers can understand how hard it +was for the little boy to do what he did, after a time, for mamma's +sake. + +It came about in this way. One afternoon late, when Mrs. Clarke had gone +to carry home some work, and Ned and Fido were having a regular frolic +on the floor, there came knocking at the door a Mrs. Malone, who +collected the rent due from the several lodgers in the miserable +building. With a frown on her face, when informed that Mrs. Clarke was +out, the woman had bidden the boy tell his mother that "she'd wait no +longer for the rent due her, and Mrs. Clarke might look out for +herself." + +Ned had cowered before her threatening face, but Fido, far from feeling +any fear, had boldly barked at the intruder until he had nearly shaken +his bushy tail from his small body. That made Mrs. Malone angry; and +meeting Mrs. Clarke on the stairs, she repeated her threat to the weary, +tired woman, who presently entered the room in tears. + +Ned soon learned that the man from whom his mother had obtained sewing +had dismissed some of his work-women, and Mrs. Clarke amongst them; and +now indeed there seemed distress before them. The boy was too young to +fully comprehend all his dear mother's woes, but his loving heart grew +sad and thoughtful, and he stood mournfully by the window looking up +into the sky, where he knew papa was so safely living. Poor little Fido +sat silently beside his master, wondering what had happened to break up +the frolic so suddenly; and altogether, while mamma prepared the simple +supper, things were very quiet and sad. + +"Have you got much money, mamma?" asked Ned at last. + +His mother could not help smiling at the question so plaintively asked. +"Enough for the rent, dear," she replied, trying to speak cheerily. "And +to-morrow maybe I'll find some new work. Don't look so sad, my little +Ned; we'll manage to get along in some way if we trust in the dear +Father above. You know we must have courage, Ned, and not despair." + +"But I can't be glad when you cry, mamma," said the boy; and straightway +his soft cheek was laid against mamma's, and he comforted her with his +kisses till she smiled again, and the tears were all dried. + +The next day mamma went out early, leaving Ned and Fido to take care of +the room. She little knew what plans had developed themselves in Ned's +small head during the night, when the little fellow had been unable to +sleep, and had tormented himself with wishing he was "a big boy, and +could earn money for his poor mamma." No, indeed, she knew nothing of +any plans on his part. So she had kissed his sweet lips, sighed to +herself over his pale cheeks, and telling him that she would not be home +until afternoon, and he would find luncheon for himself and Fido all +fixed on the closet shelf, had gone out into the streets to look for +work from store to store. + +But Ned knew what he had to do before mamma's return, and no sooner had +she gone than he brushed his curly head, made himself neat and clean, +and lifted his Scotch cap from its peg behind the door. That was the +signal for Fido to sit up on his hind-legs and beg, as Ned had long +before taught him, when preparing for a race in the street; and now he +not only begged, but thumped his bushy tail impatiently against the +floor, saying, dog fashion, "Come, _do_ hurry up." He didn't appear to +notice that his little master's face was sober this morning, and that +once two big tears gathered in the blue eyes which were usually such +merry eyes, as a boy's should be. + +And finally, after Ned had written, in a very scrawly hand, "Dear mamma, +Fido and I are going to take a walk just a little while," and placed the +queer little note where his mother would see it if she came home before +him, the two friends went down the narrow stairs, and through the alley +into the street which led toward the City Hall. Fido looked inquiringly +into his master's face to see what could be the reason that he walked so +quietly along this morning, instead of, as heretofore, racing and +chasing his four-footed little comrade from block to block. But Ned was +swallowing several lumps in his throat, and had no heart for a frolic. + +It was not long before the City Hall Square was reached; and a little +timidly, now that he was in so large and strange a place alone, Ned +seated himself upon the broad stone lower step of the great building, +and lifted Fido in his arms. Then he mustered courage, and cried, +feebly, although he fancied his voice was very loud and brave: "Anybody +want to buy a dog? Dog to sell. Want a dog?" + +But nobody seemed to hear him, and the noise of the streets frightened +our poor little fellow into silence for a while. So he buried his face +in Fido's shaggy back, and tried not to cry. + +"Oh, my doggie Fido!" he murmured, "you've truly got to be sold. Oh +dear! it is awfully hard, and I'll 'most die without you. But you must +be sold, 'cause mamma is so poor." + +Fido wriggled about, and objected to being held in Ned's arms, when he +wanted to frisk about on the broad pavement; and so he whined and +snarled a little, and even ventured a growl--something very rare with +gentle Fido. But Ned did not dare let him go, and so held the tighter, +until doggie tried the persuasive powers of his little tongue, and +kissed his master's hand over and over again. + +Then pretty soon a policeman came by, and eyed Ned severely. That was a +terrible scare for the youngster, and he said, eagerly, "Please, sir, I +ain't doing anything. I'm only waiting to sell my dog, 'cause my +mother's so poor." + +The burly guardian of the peace laughed and went his way, and Ned +breathed freely again. But somebody had chanced to hear his words--a boy +of ten or twelve years--and he came near to look at the dog in Ned's +arms. + +"Will you buy him, boy?" asked Ned, earnestly. "I'll sell him _real_ +cheap; and, you see, I must take mamma some money to-day." + +The boy was ready enough to make the purchase, but though he turned his +pockets inside out, he could not rake and scrape from them more than the +sum of one dollar. + +"Here's all I've got," he said. "My grandpa gives me lots of money; but +it's all spent but this, and you won't sell him for a dollar, I +suppose?" + +Ned's eyes sparkled. "Oh yes, I will, too," he replied. "Oh yes, indeed. +A dollar is a hundred cents, and I never had so many cents in my life, +boy. You may take him now. Only let me kiss him good-by, please." + +His voice faltered a little toward the last, as he hugged the dog +tightly to his heart, and the tears streamed presently from his brave +eyes, in spite of all the winking and blinking to keep them back. + +"Oh, my Fido! my own little doggie!" was all he could say, while the dog +wagged his tail, and wondered what the fuss was about. + +"There, now you'll have to go," Ned said at last, smothering one more +sob, and loosening his arms. "Take him, boy, please, quick as you can." + +The boy promised to be very kind and good to Fido, and attempted to lift +him from Ned's knee. But to this Fido would not agree, expressing his +dislike of the new and extraordinary arrangement, which he couldn't +comprehend, by a growl and short bark. + +Ned apologized. "You see, I've had him an awful long time, ever since I +was a _little_ fellow, and I s'pose he don't want to leave me." + +So the new master tied a string to Fido's collar, and Ned said, gravely, +"Now, Fido, you smile and look pleasant, like a good dog;" and then the +two old friends parted, Fido whining and tugging to break his string, +and Ned wiping his eyes on his jacket sleeve as he hurried toward his +lonely home. + +He reached it just after mamma had come in, and his little note was in +her hand. With a choking sob, he sprang into her arms, and thrust the +dollar--small silver pieces--into her hand. "Take it, mamma--oh, take it +quick!" he cried, and then came the explanation concerning his morning's +work. It was told with many tears and sobs, in which mamma was not +ashamed to join, as she folded her brave little son in her arms. + +For her sake he had parted with his one loved treasure, and his reward +was great when she kissed and called him her comfort and little helper. +But she did not let him know how almost useless his sacrifice had been, +since the dollar would go but a small way toward the relief of their +necessities. Oh no, she let him feel happy in the thought that he "_had_ +helped dear mamma," and the thought went far toward softening the grief +of parting with his pet. + +So days went by, until one morning Mrs. Clarke decided to answer in +person an advertisement that called for "A Housekeeper," and took her +son with her, lest he should miss more than ever his old companion and +playfellow. + +The house to which they were directed was a large, handsome house, +having beside the door a small gilt sign bearing the name of Dr. ----. A +spruce black servant admitted them, and presently the doctor entered the +room. Satisfactory arrangements were made, the gentleman not objecting +to Ned, whose plaintive little face strangely attracted him. And with a +heart full of joy and gratitude Mrs. Clarke rose to take her leave, +until she could return and enter upon her duties. But a boy came +whistling through the hall, and presently--oh, the joy of it!--what +should rush, with a scamper and joyous bark, pell-mell upon little Ned, +but his own Fido! Such a shout of gladness! and Ned sat fairly upon the +floor, and hugged his dog again and again, while the boy--none other +than the doctor's grandson--explained to the bewildered old gentleman +that "this was the boy who had sold him the dog." + +So now, you see, it all turned out happily, and henceforth Fido had +_two_ masters, both of whom he served, although I think the largest part +of his canine heart was given to the old and first master. + +And as for Ned, once in a while he asked mamma this question--not +because it hadn't been answered over and over, but because it kept +suggesting itself to his heart--"Oh, mamma, isn't it the funniest +thing?" + +And the reply was always, "Yes, Ned, it really is." + + + + +[Illustration] + +A TINY SEED. + + + One May morning two green leaves + Peeping from the ground + Patty and her brother Will + In their garden found. + They a seed had planted there + Just ten days ago, + Only half believing that + It would ever grow. + + "Oh, it's growed! it's growed!" they cried, + "And it soon will be," + Will proclaimed, now full of faith, + "Like a little tree: + Then will lady-slippers come, + And they'll all be ours. + Oh, how good God is to turn + Brown seeds into flowers!" + + + + +JAPANESE WINE-FLOWERS. + +BY WILLIAM ELLIOT GRIFFIS. + + +On both sides of the great wide street leading to Asakusa, in old Yedo, +were shops full of toys of all kinds. At certain seasons of the year +booths were hastily put up, and stocked with the curiosities of the +season. For a few days before New-Year's one could buy ferns, lobsters, +oranges, evergreens, and rice-straw festoons. In the second month +appeared seeds, roots, bulbs, and gardeners' tools. Dolls and girls' +toys came on in the third month, ready for the Feast of Dolls. Images of +heroes, banners, toy horses, and boys' playthings, for the Feast of +Flags, were out in the fifth month. Bamboo and streamers, in the seventh +month, celebrated the meeting of the star-lovers. Chrysanthemums in +autumn, and camellias in winter, could be bought, all having their +special use and meaning. Thus throughout the different months Asakusa +was gay with new things of all colors, and bustling with ten thousand +people of all ages. Besides the shops and booths, a constant street fair +was held by people whose counter was the pavement, and whose stock in +trade, spread out on the street, must run the risk of dust, rain, and +the accidents from passers-by. + +Among these jolly peddlers was one Ume, a little rosy-cheeked maid of +twelve years, who sold wine-flowers. + +"Wine-flowers; what are they?" + +If we open the boxes or paper bags sold by Ume, we see a pack of what +seem to be tiny colored jackstraws or fine shavings. They are made by +cutting out very thin slices of pith in the shape of men, women, birds, +flowers, fishes, bats, tortoises, tools, and many other things. These +are gummed, folded up, and pinched tightly, until each one looks like +nothing but a shred of linen or a tiny chip of frayed wood. If you drop +one of them into a bowl of hot water, it will open and unfold like a +flower. They blossom slowly in cold water, but hot water makes them jump +up and open at once. + +Ume's blind grandfather and her mother made these wine-flowers for a +living, and she went out daily and sat on the Asakusa street to sell +them. + +Sometimes they made "shell-surprises." + +Out of a hard paste made from moss they cut the shapes of roses, +camellias, lilies, daisies, etc., of real size, which they painted to a +natural color. Then folding them in a ball, and squeezing them into a +cockle-shell, they were ready for sale. They looked just like common +white shells; but when dropped into hot water they opened at once, and +the ball of gum inside, rising to the surface, blossomed into a flower +of true size and tint. + +"But why are they called wine-flowers?" + +The reason is this. The Japanese drink their "wine" (sake or rice-beer) +hot, and in tiny cups about the size of a small half orange. When one +friend is about to offer the cup to another, he drops one of these pith +chips on the surface of the wine. It blossoms instantly before their +eyes, and is the "flower of friendship." + +[Illustration: A GAME OF SURPRISES.] + +The artist Ozawa has sketched the inside of a home in Japan, where the +children are merrily enjoying the game of surprises. A Japanese mother +has bought a few boxes of the pith toys from Ume. They have a lacquered +tub half full of warm water. Every few minutes the fat-cheeked +servant-girl brings in a fresh steaming kettleful to keep it hot. They +all kneel on the matting, and it being summer, they are in bare feet, +which they like. The elder one of the two little girls, named O-Kin +(Little Gold), has a box already half empty. + +"Guess what this one is," says she to her little brother Kozo, who sits +in the centre. + +"It's a lily, or a pot of flowers--I know it is," cries Kozo: "I know +it, because it's a long one." + +O-Kin drops it. It flutters like a feather in the air, then it touches +the water, squirms a moment, jumps about as if alive, unfolds, and +instead of a long-stemmed flower, it is a young lady carrying a lantern, +all dressed for an evening call. "Ha! ha! ha!" laugh they all. + +"You didn't guess it.--You try," said O-Kin, to O-Haya (Little Wave), +her sister; "it's a short one." + +"I think it's either a drum or a _tai_," (red fish), said O-Haya, +looking eagerly. + +It opened slowly, and a bright red fish floated to the top and swam for +a second. Its eye, mouth, and tail were perfect. "I guessed it," said +O-Haya, clapping her hands. + +"Look, mamma," cried Kozo, to his mother, "here are two heavenly rats +[bats], but they can't fly; two of Fuji Mountain; two _musume_ [young +ladies], a maple leaf, a plum blossom, a 'love-bird,' a cherry blossom, +a paper swallow, and a kiku [chrysanthemum flower]. They have all opened +beautifully." + +Then mamma dropped in a few from her box. They were longer and finer +than O-Kin's, and as they unfolded, the children screamed with delight. +A man in a boat, with a pole and line, was catching a fish; a rice +mortar floated alongside a wine-cup; the Mikado's crest bumped the +Tycoon's; a tortoise swam; a stork unfolded its wings; a candle, a fan, +a gourd, an axe, a frog, a rat, a sprig of bamboo, and pots full of +many-colored flowers sprung open before their eyes. By this time the +water was tinged with several colors, chiefly red. + +After the fun was over, the children carefully picked out the spent +tricks with a flat bit of bamboo, and spread them to dry on a sheet of +white paper; but they never could be used again. + +Sometimes only flower tricks are used, and then the blossoms open in all +colors, until the water contains a real floating garden or "water +bouquet." + + + + +DANDELION. + +BY AMY ELLA BLANCHARD. + + + "Golden-head, Golden-head, + The sun must have kissed you." + "So he did," said Golden-head, + "Just before he went to bed." + +[Illustration] + + "Golden-head, you're a white head; + The frost must have nipped you." + "No; he would not be so bold; + I am only growing old." + +[Illustration] + + "Puffy-ball, Puffy-ball, + Where's the wind taking you? + I'm afraid another day + You will all be blown away." + + + + +[Illustration: OUR POST-OFFICE BOX.] + + + INDIAN RIVER, FLORIDA. + + My generous uncle James takes YOUNG PEOPLE for me, and as you + welcome messages from your little readers, I thought I would tell + you that I enjoy it very much. Then, too, you might like to know + that it is a favorite in the extreme South as well as in the far + West and in the North. Little folks North and little folks South + have pretty much the same tastes, I reckon; and as I have been + interested in the accounts which little North men give of their + pets, I would like to say something of mine--a pair of egrets. + + My father brought them from a heronry not many miles from the + great Okeechobee Lake. Then they were very young, and so fat that + their long, awkward legs would not sustain their weight. Now they + are three months old, and stand about two feet high. Their plumage + is white as snow, and their legs and long beak a bright + orange-color. Their eyes are yellowish-gray, and very keen and + beautiful. + + I feed them mostly on fish or fresh meat, but in an extremity they + will not disdain a piece of salt pork. They are creatures of + approved valor, and have vanquished all our dogs, as well as the + cocks in the poultry-yard. When attacking they rush forward with + loud cries and flapping wings, well calculated to frighten their + adversaries, and having long necks, they thrust their sharp beaks + like javelins. When threatened by hawks, they squat closely to the + earth, and present their beaks somewhat as the French soldiers did + their bayonets when assailed by the terrible Mamelukes in Egypt. + One night lately an opossum thought to make a meal of them, but + they defended themselves with such vigor that the robber scampered + off just as my father appeared to succor them. + + They are not vicious toward persons, although they sometimes try + to bully people into feeding them when begging does not avail. + Young egrets are a long time learning how to fly, and are + meanwhile carefully attended by their parents. The mother bird + fishes industriously to feed the whole family, while her plumed + mate stands guard at the nest, for their home is in wild regions, + where enemies of many kinds abound. The famous chief Osceola used + egret plumes to adorn his turban. + + JOHN CALHOUN J. + + * * * * * + + CINCINNATI, OHIO. + + I wish to tell you about two pet deer I had, Dolly and Pet. They + were very tame, and if I was eating anything, they would come up + to me and put their fore-feet on my knees, as if to beg for a + piece. They had a very large cage, and I used to go in and play + with them. I am eleven years old. + + I. B. + + * * * * * + + FREEPORT, ILLINOIS. + + I have taken YOUNG PEOPLE from the first number, and I read all + the letters in the Post-office Box. I like to read about the pets. + Papa gave me a calf for a pet. It is red and white, and is now two + weeks old. I do not like to pet it much, because it always wants + to put its nose on me, and I don't like that, for its nose is + always wet. Papa says if it was dry, the calf would be sick. I + have a water-spaniel--a liver-colored, curly fellow. Papa got him + for me when I was three years old, and I have had him eight years, + so you can tell how old I am. I have twenty-two chickens. Some are + light Brahmas, and some golden Seabright Bantams. + + WILLIE B. B. + + * * * * * + + LITCHFIELD, ILLINOIS. + + I like YOUNG PEOPLE, and my papa buys it for me every week. I can + not read well yet, so mamma reads the stories and little letters + to me. I have a pet dog one year old. When I hold up a bit of + cake--which he likes better than anything else--and say, "Do you + want it?" he will bark and jump around lively. His name is Chub. I + have Gyp (my cat), a canary, and six pet chickens. I had a turtle, + but it went out on the porch one day, and fell off, and walked + away. I felt so badly to lose it! I am seven years old. + + LULU M. S. + + * * * * * + + HARPER, IOWA. + + I am seven years old. I live in a town which was named for the + Harper Brothers, and as I was the first child born here, I was + named Harper. I thank you for YOUNG PEOPLE. My papa says the + Harper Brothers have done a great deal of good for the American + people, and I guess he knows, for he reads a great deal. I have + two brothers and a sister older than I am, and we all have great + fun with the Wiggles and Misfits. + + HARPER R. + + * * * * * + + LYKENS, PENNSYLVANIA. + + I am ten years old, and I have two younger sisters--Bertha and + Alice. Bertha is eight, and Alice will be five on the Fourth of + July. Every week when papa brings home YOUNG PEOPLE Alice asks if + there is any more of "Biddy O'Dolan" in it. We all liked that + story very much. We live in the coal regions, within sight of the + breaker, and the coal-dirt banks that look like mountains. I have + never been down the slope--I am afraid--but I have stood at the + top, and seen the empty cars go down and the full ones come up. I + studied algebra this winter, and went as far as cube root. I have + house plants for my pets, and they are in full bloom. + + MAY B. + + * * * * * + + HAMILTON, OHIO. + + I live in the Buckeye State, which is so called from the + buckeye-tree, which grows native in its soil. This tree annually + produces a prolific supply of hazel-colored nuts with smooth + shells, about the size of a buck's eye. Buckeye boys use them for + marbles, and are very proud of their namesake. + + G. C. M. + + * * * * * + + EMINENCE, KENTUCKY. + + When we lived in Texas last year papa gave my brother and me a + little pony. He was so small we called him Nickel. We had to take + the lambs to water every day, and herd them. When we came North, + papa sent Nickel to Michigan, together with a hundred other + ponies, and a gentleman there bought him for his little girl. We + would like to hear from Nickel. + + GEORGIE B. H. + + * * * * * + + COMPETINE, IOWA. + + My brothers and I take YOUNG PEOPLE, and we all help pay for it. + We like to draw the Wiggles, and we had ever so much fun making + Misfits. Grandma lives with us, and knits all of our stockings, + although she is eighty-five years old. I went to school last + winter, but there is no school to go to now, and mamma teaches me + at home. I am nine years old. + + CARRIE E. I. + + * * * * * + + COMPETINE, IOWA. + + I am eleven years old. We have forty hives of bees. Last summer I + hived several swarms myself. Papa says after this year he is going + to let my brother and me take all the care of the bees, and we are + going to sell honey enough to pay for YOUNG PEOPLE next year. We + had one hundred and nine hogs, but papa sold forty-five last week. + The story of "Puck and Blossom" is the best of all. + + JOSEPH C. I. + + * * * * * + + SANDUSKY, OHIO. + + Now that dandelions are in bloom, I would like to describe a very + amusing little trick which may be performed with a long dandelion + stem, a pin, and a small green currant. Stick the pin half its + length through the centre of the currant; then place the currant + on the end of the stem, letting the pin down part way into the + tube; now hold the stem perpendicularly, and blow into it gently. + If skillfully done, the currant will revolve, suspended in the + air. + + C. C. + + * * * * * + + MACOMB, ILLINOIS, _April 29, 1880_. + + I wish to tell Wroton K. that I have heard whippoor-wills several + times, and have seen young rabbits about half grown. Most of the + trees are in blossom here, but it is growing cold now, and may + injure the fruit crop, which is very abundant here. It snowed + slightly on the 19th of April. + + "ZENOBIA." + + * * * * * + + WASHINGTON, D. C. + + I am a little girl twelve years old. I have the hip-disease, and + have to lie down all the time, but I have so many things to amuse + me that I don't mind it much. I have a lounge, and it is pushed up + to the window, so I can look out. I have two canaries--Dick and + Beauty. I have tried to tame them, but do not know how. I wish + some little girl could tell me how to do it. + + "DOT." + + * * * * * + + SPRINGFIELD, MASSACHUSETTS. + + I am nine years old. I have a little sister Bessie. We do not go + out to school, but have had a governess one year. I love to read + the pet letters in YOUNG PEOPLE. I have three--a dog named Trump, + that is a hunting dog, and often goes out with my papa, who is + very fond of shooting; some little white chickens; and a canary + named "Little Brown Jug." + + MAY A. V. + + * * * * * + + NEW YORK CITY. + + It was my birthday yesterday, and my sister gave me YOUNG PEOPLE + for a present. I like to read the letters from children, and to + try to find out the puzzles. I have a brown squirrel, and have + tried to tame it, but can not. I wish you would tell me how. I + would like to write about my dolls, but must not make my letter + too long. I am eight years old. + + TESSIE H. + +The only rules for taming birds, squirrels, or any other little +creatures, are those consisting of patience, perseverance, and kindness. + + * * * * * + + MARYVILLE, EAST TENNESSEE. + + I have two pets--a beautiful little white English rabbit with pink + eyes, and a little Chester pig. I have no sister, but a little + brother three years old. I am seven. Mamma always reads all the + children's letters in YOUNG PEOPLE'S Post-office to me. + + MASON A. B. + + * * * * * + + CONCORDIA PARISH, LOUISIANA. + + I don't know how to write very well, for I have never been to + school, although I am eight years old. Papa and mamma teach me at + home. I thought you might like to hear from a little boy in + Louisiana, who likes HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE very much. I read it + aloud to little Brother Josie, and then papa mails it to Brother + Willie, who is at school in Vidalia, twenty-five miles away. You + would be pleased to hear how sweetly Josie, who is four years old, + can repeat many of the little poems in YOUNG PEOPLE. Dew-berries + are ripe now, and I wish I could send you a large bouquet of our + flowers. I live on a large cotton plantation. Our front gate is + only a few yards from the bank of the Mississippi River, so we + have a fine view of the steamboats as they pass. We have a real + pretty yard to play in, and a nice swing. Our pets are three + beautiful cats--Dick, Spot, and Wesley. I love Dick dearly, for he + is just my age, and we grew up together. I am eight years old. + Mamma calls me her little flower boy, but my "sure-enough" name is + + DAVID AUSTIN C. + + * * * * * + + NORTH GRANVILLE, NEW YORK. + + We are not sisters, but we are together almost as much as if we + were. We each have a pet. One is a little English pug named + Pickles, and the other a cunning little Maltese and white kitten, + and we call her Pinafore. It is very pretty in this little village + where we live in the summer. There is a very fine military school + here, and when it is warm enough for the cadets to drill on the + parade-ground, it makes it very pleasant. + + MAMIE B. AND GUSSIE P. + + * * * * * + + MONTICELLO, WISCONSIN. + + I have read all the letters from boys and girls in YOUNG PEOPLE, + and I would like to tell them about my pets. I have two pet cats. + One is a Maltese, and I call her Nellie; the other is an old gray + cat named Puss. She has five little kittens, and they are so + cunning. I have a pet hen named Hannah. She had two little chicks, + but they died. Uncle George lives with us, and he has a hound + named Fanny. She is a brown beauty, and a great pet. I have two + little sisters. Maud has golden curls, and Ethel has little brown + curls. They are the dearest little pets I have. + + G. NATHAN E. + + * * * * * + + BROOKLYN, NEW YORK. + + Papa read me about Joseph E. G.'s goat Minnie, and I think mine is + just as cunning. His name is Sam, and he has no horns. I know he + loves me, for he follows me all around. I had two rabbits called + Jennie and Baby. Sam and Jennie used to have good fun chasing each + other around the yard playing tag. Sam and I are going to Aunt + Louise's farm next week. Goats eat hay and oats in the winter, and + they eat all the clothes on the wash-line they can reach, too. + + HARRY D. + + * * * * * + + WOONSOCKET, RHODE ISLAND. + + I am ten years old, and I have a bird named Dick, seven years old. + If any one of the family goes near its cage, it spreads its wings + and opens its mouth and scolds. I have a pet cat named Ned, and + when I buy catnip for him he tears open the paper. + + LAURA E. M. + + * * * * * + + POCAHONTAS CENTRE, IOWA. + + I used to live on a farm before I came here. I have no brothers or + sisters, but I have two dogs, Lassie and Peto. Peto is a splendid + retriever. I have a pet cat named Belle, and she has two cunning + kittens. Yesterday my grandpa sent me a bow and arrows all the way + from Michigan, where I used to live. I study natural history in + school, and like it the best of all my lessons. I am almost nine + years old. + + LOUIE B. K. + + * * * * * + + FORT PLAIN, NEW YORK. + + I would like to tell Willie L. B. that the mounds were made by + people who lived in our land before the red man came. They are now + known as the mound-builders. There were also people who made their + houses in cliffs. + + N. B. G. + +There is really nothing known of the history of the mound-builders and +cliff-dwellers, who were early inhabitants of our country. Their mounds +and their dwellings remain, but they are silent monuments of an extinct +people. + + * * * * * + + If Genevieve will give her address, I will exchange pressed + flowers with her when ours blossom. I spoke "Fair Play," the poem + in YOUNG PEOPLE No. 12, in school last Friday. + + ADDIE GOODNOW. + Albion, New York. + +Della Smith, of Keyport, New Jersey, also wishes the address of +Genevieve for the purpose of exchanging pressed flowers. This little +California girl has not yet favored us with her address, but she has no +doubt sent it to some among the many inquirers for her. Probably any +little girl desiring to exchange pressed flowers with Genevieve would be +equally well pleased to do so with any other little girl of California +or other portions of the far West. + + * * * * * + +MAY S.--You will find directions for treatment of moulting birds in +Post-office Box No. 19. + + * * * * * + +WILLIAM A.--About ten years since a law was passed by the Spanish +government that an entire new set of postage stamps should be issued +every year. This law applies not alone to Spain, but also to all its +colonies. A plausible reason for such action is the great prevalence of +counterfeits intended to defraud the government. + + * * * * * + +FRANK A.--An answer to your question respecting barbers' poles is given +in Post-office Box No. 29. The blue is often added to the red and white +by barbers in the United States for a very obvious reason.--For answer +to your other question, see Post-office Box No. 15. + + * * * * * + +"BOB."--If the chest you inquire about was to be opened four hundred +years after the death of the famous sculptor, the time has not yet +arrived, as he died about 1563, only a little more than three hundred +years ago. + + * * * * * + +DAVID R. M.--The specimen you send appears like common gravel mixed with +fibres of last year's leaves. The white glistening bits are quartz. If +there were any shells, they were broken past recognition before reaching +us. + + * * * * * + +PUZZLES FROM YOUNG CONTRIBUTORS. + +No. 1. + +HOUR-GLASS PUZZLE. + +Parts by which things are held. Combs for wool. A rug. In high. A +morass. A pile of sheaves. Parts of a sledge. Centrals read downward +spell a warlike horseman. + + R. D. + + * * * * * + +No. 2. + +ENIGMA. + + My first is in broom, but not in sweep. + My second is in rest, but not in sleep. + My third is in Ireland, not in Cork. + My fourth is in idleness, not in work. + My fifth is in low, but not in high. + My sixth is in near, but not in nigh. + My seventh is in you, but not in me. + My whole is a city in Germany. + + W. S. + + * * * * * + +No. 3. + +GEOGRAPHICAL DOUBLE ACROSTIC. + +A cape in Africa. A mountain in Asia. A river in Russia. A cape in +Spain. Mountains in the United States. Answer--Primals spell the name of +a city, and finals the country in which it is situated. + + LAURA. + + * * * * * + +No. 4. + +WORD SQUARE. + +First, numerous. Second, a resinous plant. Third, a girl's name. Fourth, +a period of time. + + W. G. M. + + * * * * * + +No. 5. + +ANAGRAMS. + +[Each sentence spells one word.] + +1. My Norah. 2. Go not, coal-miner. 3. No taste in corn. 4. Lima +pea-nut. 5. A war body. 6. I mean that mica. + + C. P. T. + + * * * * * + +No. 6. + +ENIGMA. + + My first is in bread, but not in bun. + My second is in cannon, but not in gun. + My third is in nut, but not in shell. + My fourth is in toll, but not in bell. + My fifth is in seed, but not in sow. + My whole was a poet long years ago. + + JAMIE. + + * * * * * + +ANSWERS TO PUZZLES IN NO. 27. + +No. 1. + +Landseer. + +No. 2. + + W H E N + H A V E + E V E R + N E R O + +No. 3. + +Burgoyne's surrender. + +No. 4. + +Jefferson. + +No. 5. + + E + O D E + E D G A R + E A R + R + +No. 6. + + M al L + A arga U + R epas T + T rut H + I llum E + N umbe R + +Martin Luther. + + * * * * * + +Favors are acknowledged from Eddie E. Paddock, Nelson B. Greene, +Nicholaus T. Nilsson, Frank Rogers, R. J. Marshall, J. A. W., Bessie +Hyde, Alice Dudley, May A. Welchman, Rose W. Scott, Clarence Marsh, +Fannie L. V., Harry Knapp, Alice Cowen, Dollie Okeson, Mary Tiddy, Harry +T. Cavenaugh, Etta E. B., M. J. Laurie, Bess, N. L. U., F. G. Thatcher, +S. G. Smith. + + * * * * * + +Correct answers to puzzles are received from C. B. Howard, George W. +Raymond, Frank Hayward, "Zenobia," M. S. Brigham, May F. Willard, Mary +L. MacVean, Charles Wieland, "North Star" and "Little Lizzie," Lillie +F., Alice E. Doyle, R. C. D., Josie Frankenberg, John Larking, May L. +Shepard, David R. Morford, Alfy Dale, Harry F. Phillips, Jack Gladwin, +J. W. Thompson, Alice Hammond, A. C. Jaquith. + + + + +SPECIAL NOTICE. + + * * * * * + +OUR NEW ILLUSTRATED SERIAL. + + * * * * * + +In the next Number of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE will be found the opening +chapter of a new Serial Story, entitled + +"THE MORAL PIRATES," + +written expressly for this paper by WILLIAM L. ALDEN, well known as the +humorist of the New York _Times_. The story, which is full of amusing +incidents and mishaps, describes the adventures of four boys during +their summer vacation. Each Number will be illustrated from spirited +original designs by A. B. 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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._ + + + + +HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE + +AS + +A SCHOOL READER. + + * * * * * + +After an experience of fourteen and ten years, respectively, in teaching +English reading, our success has reached high-water mark in using +_Harper's Young People_ as a school reader. + + W. R. WEBB, } Principals of + J. M. WEBB, } Culleoka Institute, + Culleoka, Tenn. + + * * * * * + +My pupils are very much pleased with the _Young People_, and I find it +ably assists in supplying them with reading matter, so necessary outside +of their usual school-books. Such reading I have hitherto found +difficult to procure, but I think _Harper's Young People_ will prove +very suitable for our purpose. + + ELLEN MCCLEMENTS, + Sheboygan, Wis. + + * * * * * + +Please find enclosed a copy of the Resolution that the Board adopted +this afternoon at my urgent request. + + J. H. LEWIS, Supt. of Schools, + Hastings, Minn. + +_Resolved_: "That _Harper's Young People_ be and is hereby adopted by +this Board as the text-book to be used for reading exercises in the +intermediate grades of the public schools." + + * * * * * + +Please send 9 copies of your _Young People_ for nine weeks, to my +address. I am a teacher in a country school, near this city, and fully +appreciate the advantages to be obtained from putting fresh reading +matter constantly before my pupils. + + CHAS. W. MOULTON, + Minneapolis, Minn. + + * * * * * + +Please send me 100 copies of _Harper's Young People_, divided into 20 +copies, each of five different numbers. I want them for supplementary +reading matter in the public schools. + + EDWARD BURGESS, Supt. of Schools, + Poughkeepsie, N. Y. + + * * * * * + +_Harper's Young People_ is quite popular here. Many of the schools read +from it each week. + + JOSEPH G. EDGERLY, Supt. of Schools, + Fitchburg, Mass. + + * * * * * + +I am delighted with my experiment in using _Harper's Young People_ in my +school in place of reading books. I get closer attention, and better +reading in the class-room, as well as an increased interest in good +reading matter outside of the school. + + FRANK H. GREENE, + Carmel, N. Y. + + * * * * * + +I am a teacher in one of the public schools of this city. I take +_Harper's Young People_ to school with me, and my pupils enjoy it very +much. + +I have the oldest children in the building, and they can understand all +of the pieces. I read them the articles as a reward for good behavior +and well-learned lessons, and let them copy and work out the puzzles. + +It would please you to see how anxiously they wait for each new issue, +and how happy they are when it comes. * * * Permit me to congratulate +you on the success your paper has achieved both here and abroad. + + A TEACHER, + Buffalo, N. Y. + + + + +[Illustration] + +HAVING A GOOD TIME. + + + "Having a good time," are you? + But, ah! what would mother say + If she knew of the two rogues rummaging + In her bureau drawer to-day? + "Mamma's gone out," is that it? + And nurse is "off duty" too? + And little mice, when the cat is away, + Find mischief enough to do. + + Well, little golden-haired burglars, + What do you find for your pains? + Some garments folded so neatly away, + And mamma's jewel-case are your gains. + You look at the jewels before you + With innocent, joyous surprise; + But the jewels _I_ like are your own precious selves, + And like gems are your merry blue eyes. + + But hark! I knew nurse would wonder + What mischief you two were about; + "When those children are quiet," I once heard her say, + "Some mischief I'm sure to find out." + Oh, dear little rogues, scamper quickly + Away from temptation and fun; + Leave the jewels and drawer, ere your fingers + Be guilty of harm yet undone. + + + + +THE PASHA PUZZLE. + + +Here are two British gun-boats sailing up the Bosporus to rescue British +subjects from brigands. + +[Illustration] + +Here are three sea-gulls sailing over the British gun-boats. + +[Illustration] + +Here are two Turkish cimeters to help the British gun-boats against the +brigands. + +[Illustration] + +Here are two Turkish bayonets to support the cimeters. + +[Illustration] + +Here is a British shell ready to burst. + +[Illustration] + +Here is a grim fortress on the banks of the Bosporus. + +[Illustration] + +Now how are you going to make Hobart Pasha out of all this? + + + + +THE STREETS OF CANTON. + + +They are very narrow and dirty, in the first place, with an average +width of from three to five feet. They are paved with long, narrow slabs +of stone. Their names are often both devotional and poetical. We saw +Peace Street, and the street of Benevolence and Love. Another, by some +violent wrench of the imagination, was called the street of Refreshing +Breezes. Some contented mind had given a name to the street of Early +Bestowed Blessings. The paternal sentiment, so sacred to the Chinaman, +found expression in the street of One Hundred Grandsons and street of +One Thousand Grandsons. There was the street of a Thousand Beatitudes, +which, let us pray, were enjoyed by its founder. There were streets +consecrated to Everlasting Love, to a Thousandfold Peace, to Ninefold +Brightness, to Accumulated Blessings; while a practical soul, who knew +the value of advertising, named his avenue the Market of Golden Profits. + +Other streets are named after trades and avocations. There is Betelnut +Street, where you can buy the betel-nut, of which we saw so much in +Siam, and the Cocoanut, and Drink Tea. There is where the Chinese hats +are sold, and where you can buy the finery of a mandarin for a few +shillings. There is Eyeglass Street, where the compass is sold; and if +you choose to buy a compass, there is no harm in remembering that we owe +the invention of that subtle instrument to China. Another street is +given to the manufacture of bows and arrows; another to Prussian blue; a +third to the preparation of furs. + +The shops have signs in Chinese characters, gold letters on a red and +black ground, which are hung in front, a foot or two from the wall, and +droop before you as you pass under them. + +One of the annoyances of the streets is the passage through them of +mandarins in their palanquins, surrounded by guards, who strike the +foot-passengers with their whips if they do not get out of the way +quickly enough. + + + + +[Illustration: THE INTERRUPTED RIDE.] + + + + + +End of Project Gutenberg's Harper's Young People, May 25, 1880, by Various + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, MAY 25, 1880 *** + +***** This file should be named 28923.txt or 28923.zip ***** +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: + https://www.gutenberg.org/2/8/9/2/28923/ + +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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