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+Project Gutenberg's Harper's Young People, September 7, 1880, by Various
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+Title: Harper's Young People, September 7, 1880
+       An Illustrated Weekly
+
+Author: Various
+
+Release Date: June 15, 2009 [EBook #29134]
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+Language: English
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+*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, SEP 7, 1880 ***
+
+
+
+
+Produced by Annie McGuire
+
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+
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+
+[Illustration: HARPER'S
+
+YOUNG PEOPLE
+
+AN ILLUSTRATED WEEKLY.]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+VOL. I.--NO. 45. PUBLISHED BY HARPER & BROTHERS, NEW YORK. PRICE FOUR
+CENTS.
+
+Tuesday, September 7, 1880. Copyright, 1880, by HARPER & BROTHERS. $1.50
+per Year, in Advance.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: LIGHT-HOUSE SKETCHES.]
+
+WALLY, THE WRECK-BOY.
+
+A STORY OF THE NORTHERN COAST.
+
+BY FRANK H. TAYLOR.
+
+
+His real name is Wallace, but his mates always called him "Wally," and
+although he is now a big broad-shouldered young mariner, he is still
+pointed out as the "wreck-boy." One summer not long ago Wally sailed
+with me for a week out upon the blue waters across the bar after
+blue-fish, or among the winding tide-water creeks for sheep's-head, and
+it was then, by means of many questions, that I heard the following
+story.
+
+Wally's father was a light-house keeper. The great brick tower stood
+aloft among the sand-hills, making the little house which nestled at its
+base look dwarfish and cramped.
+
+Wally was about twelve years old, and seldom had the good fortune to
+find a playmate. Two miles down the beach, at Three Pine Point, stood a
+handsome cottage that was occupied by Mr. Burton, a city gentleman and a
+great ship-owner, during the summer, and sometimes his daughter Elsie, a
+bright-eyed little girl, would come riding along the sands from the
+cottage behind a small donkey, and ask Wally to show her his "museum."
+
+It was a matter of great pride with the boy to exhibit the many curious
+shells, bits of sea-weed, sharks' teeth, fish bones, and the full-rigged
+ships he had whittled out and completed on winter nights, and Elsie was
+an earnest listener to all his explanations, showing him in return the
+pictures she had made in her sketch-book.
+
+Not far from the light-house stood a life-saving station--a strong
+two-story building, shingled upon its sides to make it warmer. Here,
+through the winter months, lived a crew of brave fishermen, who were
+always ready to launch the life-boat, and go out through the stormy
+waters to help shipwrecked sailors.
+
+Wally was a favorite here, and spent much of his time listening to the
+tales they told of ocean dangers and escapes; but he liked best of all
+to trudge along the sands with the guard on dark nights, lantern in
+hand, watching for ships in distress. The captain of the crew, who was
+an old seaman, taught him the use of the compass and quadrant, and other
+matters of navigation, while the rest showed him how to pull an oar,
+steer, and swim, until he could manage a boat as well as any of them.
+
+Just before sunset each day Wally's father climbed the iron steps of the
+light tower, and started the lamp, which slowly revolved within the
+great crystal lens, flashing out four times each minute its beam of
+warning across the stormy waters. Every few hours it was the watcher's
+duty to pump oil into a holder above the light, from which it flowed in
+a steady stream to the round wicks below. If this was neglected, the
+lamp would cease to burn.
+
+Wally, who was an ingenious boy, had placed a small bit of mirror in his
+little bedroom in the attic so that as he lay in bed he could see the
+reflection of the flash across the waters. One wild October evening he
+had watched it until he fell asleep, and in the night was awakened by
+the roaring gusts of the gale which swept over the lonely sands, and he
+missed the faithful flash upon his mirror. _The light had gone out!_
+
+Many ships out upon the sea were sailing to and fro, and there was no
+light to guide them or warn them of dangerous shoals. Nearer and nearer
+some of them were drifting to their fate, and still the beacon gave no
+warning of danger.
+
+The light-keeper, hours before, had gone out upon the narrow gallery
+about the top of the tower to look at the storm, just as a large wild
+fowl, bewildered by the glare, had flown with great speed toward it, and
+striking the keeper's head, had laid him senseless upon the iron
+grating.
+
+I have seen fractures in the lenses, or glass reflectors, of
+light-houses as large as your two fists, such as it would require a
+heavy sledge-hammer to break by human force, caused by the fierce flight
+of wild fowl; and a netting of iron wire is usually spread upon three
+sides of the lens as a protection to the light. Sometimes a large number
+of dead birds will be found at the foot of the light-house in the
+morning after a stormy autumn night, when wild-geese are flying
+southward.
+
+Wally sprang from his bed, full of dread lest his father had fallen to
+the ground; for he knew he would never sleep at his post of duty. But
+first in his thoughts was the need of starting the lamp again. Calling
+to his mother, he sped up the spiral stairway, which never seemed so
+long before, and began to pump the oil. Then he lighted the wick from a
+small lantern burning in the watch-room, and pumped again until the oil
+tank was quite full. His mother in the mean time had found the form of
+the keeper, and partially restored him. Wally stepped out upon the
+gallery to find his father's hat, and looking seaward, saw something
+which for a moment made him sick with terror. In the midst of the
+breakers lay a large square-rigged vessel, helplessly pounding to pieces
+upon the outer bar. In the intervals of the wind's moaning Wally could
+hear the despairing cries of those on board, who seemed to call to him
+to save them.
+
+The life-saving station was not yet opened for the season. The captain
+and his men lived upon the mainland, across a wide and swift-flowing
+channel in the marsh, called the "Thoroughfare." To reach them was of
+the most vital importance, for their hands only could drag out and man
+the heavy surf-boat, or fire the mortar, and rig the life-car.
+
+All this passed through Wally's mind in a few seconds, and knowing that
+his helpless father could do nothing, and that an alarm might make him
+worse, he sped silently down the stairway, and setting fire to a "Coston
+torch," such as are used by the coast-guard in cases of wreck, he rushed
+from the house, swinging the torch, that burned with a bright red flame,
+above his head as he ran.
+
+Half a mile across the sands there was a small boat landing, where a
+skiff usually lay moored.
+
+Toward this Wally sped with all his strength; but, alas! the waves had
+lifted it, the winds had broken it from its moorings, and it was
+floating miles away down the "Thoroughfare," and now Wally stood upon
+the landing, in the blackness of the night, full of despair. He might
+swim, but he had never tried half the width of the channel before. He
+looked into the blackness beyond, and hesitated; then at the
+light-house, where his mother still sat in the little watch-room
+ministering to his injured father; then he thought of the poor men out
+in the breakers, whose lives depended upon his reaching the crew.
+
+But a moment longer he stood, and then throwing off his coat, he tied a
+sleeve securely about a post so it would be known, in case he should
+fail, how he had lost his life. And now he was in the icy waters. The
+wind helped him along, but the incoming tide swept him far out of his
+course. As he gained the middle of the channel he thought how bitter the
+consequences might be to his father if the crew of the ship were lost,
+for who would believe the story of the wild fowl's blow? This nerved his
+tired arms, but the effort was too much for his strength. He paused, and
+threw up his arms. As his form sank beneath the waves, his toes touched
+the muddy bottom, and his hand swept among some weeds. One more effort
+as he came to the surface, and now he could stand with his mouth out of
+water. A moment's rest, and he was tearing aside the dense flags that
+bordered the channel.
+
+The captain, a good mile from the Thoroughfare, had left his warm bed to
+fasten a loose window-shutter, when he saw a small form tottering toward
+him, and Wally fell, weak and voiceless, at his feet. Restoratives were
+brought, and the boy told his story.
+
+Ten minutes later half a dozen of the crew were on their way to the
+landing, Wally, now fully recovered, foremost among them. He seemed to
+possess wonderful strength. They crossed the channel, and dragged out
+the great life-boat from its house. It hardly appeared possible to
+launch it in such a sea, but each man, in his excitement, had the
+strength of two, and without waiting to be bid, Wally leaped into the
+stern and grasped the helm.
+
+"Well done, boy!" cried the captain. "I'll take an oar: we need all help
+to-night."
+
+Through the night the faithful crew pulled, bringing load after load of
+men, women, and children from the wreck of the _Argonaut_ to the shore,
+until all were saved. The little house under the light was well filled,
+and the sailors were crowded into the life-saving station.
+
+"Where is my father?" asked Wally; and as a man came forward with his
+head bandaged, in reply, the boy sank down, and a blackness came over
+his eyes.
+
+When he recovered he was in a beautiful room, into which the sun shone,
+lighting up the bright walls, pictures, and carpets. He was on a pretty
+bedstead, and a strange lady sat by the window talking to his mother.
+He thought it all a dream. The door opened, and Mr. Burton came in,
+dressed in a fisherman's suit. How queer he looked in such a garb! and
+Wally laughed at the sight, and thought that when he awoke he would tell
+his mother about it.
+
+It happened that the ship which had come ashore was one belonging to Mr.
+Burton, who was on board, returning from a trip to the Mediterranean. So
+he had opened the cottage at Three Pine Point, and as the little house
+under the light was full, had insisted upon having Wally, with some
+others, brought to his summer home, where he could care for them.
+
+Everybody had learned of the boy's brave swim, all had seen him in the
+life-boat, and they were anxious to have him recover soon.
+
+Wally, too, learned that the ship had become helpless long before she
+had struck the shore, and that her loss was not caused by his father's
+mishap.
+
+When Wally had recovered, Mr. Burton and some of the other passengers
+insisted upon taking him to the city, where they had a full suit of
+wrecker's clothes made for him--cork jacket, sou'wester, and all. He was
+also presented with a silver watch and a medal for his bravery. When he
+was dressed in his new suit, Miss Elsie made a sketch of him, whereupon
+Wally blushed more than he had done during all the praises lavished upon
+him.
+
+At the close of the next summer Mr. Burton arranged with the
+light-keeper to let him send Wally to a city school, and for the next
+four years the boy lived away from the little house on the sands, making
+only occasional visits to his home.
+
+Then Mr. Burton took him into his office, where he worked faithfully for
+two years; but his old life by the sea caused a longing for a sailor's
+career, and his employer wisely allowed him to go upon a cruise in one
+of his ships. Upon the following voyage he was made a mate, and this
+year he is to command a new ship now being built. Captain Wally was
+asked the other day to suggest a name for the new craft, and promptly
+gave as his choice the _Elsie_.
+
+And Elsie Burton, who is now an artist, has painted two pictures for the
+Captain's cabin. One is called "The Loss of the _Argonaut_," and the
+other, "Wally, the Wreck-Boy."
+
+
+
+
+[Begun in No. 31 of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, June 1.]
+
+THE MORAL PIRATES.
+
+BY W. L. ALDEN.
+
+
+CHAPTER XV.
+
+There was only one fault to be found with Brandt Lake--there was hardly
+anything to shoot in its vicinity. Occasionally a deer could be found;
+but at the season of the year when the boys were at the lake it was
+contrary to law to kill deer. It was known that there were bears in that
+part of the country as well as lynxes--or catamounts, as they are
+generally called; but they were so scarce that no one thought of hunting
+them. Harry did succeed in shooting three pigeons and a quail, and Tom
+shot a gray squirrel; but the bears, deer, catamounts, and ducks that
+they had expected to shoot did not show themselves.
+
+On the other hand, they had any quantity of fishing. Perch and cat-fish
+swarmed all around the island; and large pickerel, some of them weighing
+six or eight pounds, could be caught by trolling. Two miles farther
+north was another lake that was full of trout, and the boys visited it
+several times, and found out how delicious a trout is when it is cooked
+within half an hour after it is taken from the water. In fact, they
+lived principally upon fish, and became so dainty that they would not
+condescend to cook any but the choicest trout and the plumpest cat-fish
+and pickerel.
+
+It must be confessed that there was a good deal of monotony in their
+daily life. In the morning somebody went for milk, after which breakfast
+was cooked and eaten. Then one of the boys would take the gun and tramp
+through the woods in the hope of finding something to shoot, while the
+others would either go fishing or lie in the shade. Once they devoted a
+whole day to sailing entirely around the lake in the boat, and another
+day a long rainstorm kept them inside of the tent most of the time. With
+these exceptions, one day was remarkably like another; and at the end of
+two weeks they began to grow a little tired of camping, and to remember
+that there were ways of enjoying themselves at home.
+
+Their final departure from their island camp was caused by an accident.
+They had decided to row to the southern end of the lake, and engage a
+team to meet them the following week, and to carry them to Glenn's
+Falls, where they intended to ship the boat on board a canal-boat bound
+for New York, and to return home by rail. To avoid the heat of the sun,
+they started down the lake immediately after breakfast, and forgot to
+put out the fire before they left the island.
+
+After they had rowed at least a mile, Tom, who sat facing the stern,
+noticed a light wreath of smoke rising from the island, and remarked,
+"Our fire is burning yet; we ought not to have gone and left it."
+
+Harry looked back, and saw that the cloud of smoke was rapidly
+increasing.
+
+"It's not the fire that's making all that smoke," he exclaimed.
+
+"What is it, then?" asked Tom.
+
+"Perhaps it's water," said Joe. "I always thought that where there was
+smoke there must be fire; but Harry says it isn't fire."
+
+"I mean," continued Harry, "that we didn't leave fire enough to make so
+much smoke. It must have spread and caught something."
+
+"Caught the tent, most likely," said Tom. "Let's row back right away and
+put it out."
+
+"What's the use?" interrupted Jim. "That tent is as dry as tinder, and
+will burn up before we can get half way there."
+
+"We must get back as soon as we can," cried Harry. "All our things are
+in the tent. Row your best, boys, and we may save them yet."
+
+The boat was quickly turned and headed toward the camp.
+
+"There's one reason why I'm not particularly anxious to help put that
+fire out," Joe remarked, as they approached the island, and could see
+that a really alarming fire was in progress.
+
+"What's that?" asked Harry.
+
+"As near as I can calculate, there must be about two pounds--"
+
+[Illustration: DESTRUCTION OF THE CAMP.--DRAWN BY A. B. FROST.]
+
+He was interrupted by a loud report from the island, and a shower of
+pebbles, sticks, and small articles--among which a shoe and a tin pail
+were recognized--shot into the air.
+
+"--of powder," Joe continued, "in the flask. I thought it would blow up;
+and now that it's all gone, I don't mind landing on the island."
+
+"Everything must be ruined," exclaimed Jim.
+
+"Lucky for us that we put on our shoes this morning," Tom remarked, as
+he rowed steadily on. "That must have been one of my other pair that
+just went up."
+
+When they reached the island they could not at first land, on account of
+the heat of the flames; but they could plainly see that the tent and
+everything in it had been totally destroyed. After waiting for half an
+hour the fire burned itself out, so that they could approach their dock
+and land on the smoking ash heap that an hour before had been such a
+beautiful shady spot. There was hardly anything left that was of any
+use. A tin pan, a fork, and the hatchet were found uninjured; but all
+their clothing and other stores were either burned to ashes or so badly
+scorched as to be useless. Quite overwhelmed by their disaster, the boys
+sat down and looked at one another.
+
+"We've got to go home now, whether we want to or not," Harry said, as he
+poked the ashes idly with a stick.
+
+"Well, we meant to go home in a few days anyway," said Tom; "so the fire
+hasn't got very much the better of us."
+
+"But I hate to have everything spoiled, and to have to go in this sort
+of way. Our tin pans and fishing-tackle aren't worth much, but all our
+spare clothes have gone."
+
+"You've got your uncle's gun in the boat, so that's all right,"
+suggested Tom, encouragingly. "As long as the gun and the boat are safe,
+we needn't mind about a few flannel shirts and things."
+
+"But it's such a pity to be driven away, when we were having such a
+lovely time," continued Harry.
+
+"That's rubbish, Harry," said Joe. "We were all beginning to get tired
+of camping out. I think it's jolly to have the cruise end this way, with
+a lot of fire-works. It's like the transformation scene at the theatre.
+Besides, it saves us the trouble of carrying a whole lot of things back
+with us."
+
+"The thing to do now," remarked Tom, "is to row right down to the
+outlet, and get a team to take us to Glenn's Falls this afternoon. We
+can't sleep here, unless we build a hut, and then we wouldn't have a
+blanket to cover us. Don't let's waste any more time talking about it."
+
+"That's so. Take your places in the boat, boys, and we'll start for
+home." So saying, Harry led the way to the boat, and in a few moments
+the _Whitewing_ was homeward bound.
+
+The boys were lucky enough to find a man who engaged to take them to
+Glenn's Falls in time to catch the afternoon train for Albany. They
+stopped at the Falls only long enough to see the _Whitewing_ safely on
+board a canal-boat, and they reached Albany in time to go down the river
+on the night boat.
+
+After a supper that filled the colored waiters with astonishment, the
+boys selected arm-chairs on the forward deck, and began to talk over the
+cruise. They all agreed that they had had a splendid time, in spite of
+hard work and frequent wettings.
+
+"We'll go on another cruise next summer, sure," said Harry. "Where shall
+we go?"
+
+Tom was the first to reply. Said he, "I've been thinking that we can do
+better than we did this time."
+
+"How so?" asked the other boys.
+
+"The _Whitewing_ is an awfully nice boat," Tom continued, "but she is
+too small. We ought to have a boat that we can sleep in comfortably, and
+without getting wet every night."
+
+"But then," Harry suggested, "you couldn't drag a bigger boat round a
+dam."
+
+"We can't drag the _Whitewing_ round much of a dam. She's too big to be
+handled on land, and too little to be comfortable. Now here's my plan."
+
+"Let's have it," cried the other boys.
+
+"We can hire a cat-boat about twenty feet long, and she'll be big
+enough, so that we can rig up a canvas cabin at night. We can anchor
+her, and sleep on board her every night. We can carry mattresses, so we
+needn't sleep on stones and stumps--"
+
+"And coffee-pots," interrupted Joe.
+
+"--and we can take lots of things, and live comfortably. We can sail
+instead of rowing; and though I like to row as well as the next fellow,
+we've had a little too much of that. Now we'll get a cat-boat next
+summer, and we'll cruise from New York Bay to Montauk Point. We can go
+all the way through the bays on the south side, and there are only three
+places where we will have to get a team of horses to drag the boat
+across a little bit of flat meadow. I know all about it, for I studied
+it out on the map one day. What do you say to that for a cruise?"
+
+"I'll go," said Harry.
+
+"And I'll go," said Jim.
+
+"Hurrah for the cat-boat!" said Joe. "We can be twice as moral and
+piratical in a sail-boat as we can in a row-boat, even if it is the dear
+little _Whitewing_."
+
+THE END.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+  In Africa wandered a yak;
+  A jaguar jumped up on his back.
+    Said the yak, with a frown,
+    "Prithee quick get thee down;
+  You're almost too heavy, alack!"
+
+
+
+
+BITS OF ADVICE.
+
+ENTERTAINING FRIENDS.
+
+BY AUNT MARJORIE PRECEPT.
+
+
+I once overheard a little bit of talk between two school-girls, one of
+whom said, "Well, the Ames family are coming to our house next week, and
+for my part I dread it. I don't expect to have a mite of enjoyment while
+they are with us. I can not entertain people." I have forgotten her
+companion's reply, but I know that the feeling is common among young
+people, and when guests arrive they often slip off the responsibility of
+making them happy upon papa and mamma. This is hardly fair. The art of
+hospitality is really as easily acquired as a knowledge of geography or
+grammar.
+
+In the first place, the young girls in a family when expecting friends
+of their own age should see that their rooms are pleasantly arranged,
+the beds freshly made, toilet soap provided, and plenty of towels and
+water at hand. Not new towels, dear girls; they are hard and slippery,
+and nobody likes them. There should be a comb and brush, a button-hook,
+pins in plenty, and space in the closet to hang dresses and coats, as
+well as an empty drawer in the bureau at the guest's service. By
+attending to these little things themselves, girls can take quite a
+burden from their busy mothers. Then both boys and girls should have in
+mind some sort of plan by which to carry on operations during the days
+of their friends' stay. So far as possible it is well to lay aside
+unnecessary work for the time. As for the morning and evening duties
+which belong to every day's course, attend to them faithfully, but do
+not let them drag. Never make apologies if you happen to have some
+occupation which you fear may seem very humble in the eyes of your
+guest. All home service is honorable.
+
+If you live in the country there will be fishing, nutting, climbing,
+riding, driving, and exploring; all of which you can offer to your
+friends. Be sure that you have fishing-tackle, poles, and baskets,
+harness in order, and, in short, everything in readiness for your
+various expeditions. To most out-of-door excursions a nice luncheon is
+an agreeable addition, and you need not upset the house nor disturb the
+cook in order to arrange this, for sandwiches, gingerbread, cookies,
+crackers, and similar simple refreshments, can be obtained in most homes
+without much difficulty. Every boy, as well as every girl, should know
+how to make a good cup of coffee by a woodland fire.
+
+In town there are museums, picture-galleries, and concerts, as well as
+various shows, to delight guests from a distance. In the season you can
+take them to the beach or the parks. But whether in town or country, do
+not wear your friends out by too much going about, nor ever let them
+feel that you are taking trouble for them, nor yet that they are
+neglected. Forget your own convenience, but remember their comfort.
+Study their tastes and consult their wishes in a quiet way.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: A LIVELY TEAM.]
+
+
+
+
+THE HOMES OF THE FARMING ANTS.
+
+BY CHARLES MORRIS.
+
+
+Woodbine Cottage was just a gem of a place. If any of my readers have
+ever seen a gem of a place, they will know exactly what that means. For
+those who have not been so fortunate, I will say that it was the
+prettiest of cottages, with no end of angles and gables, of shady nooks
+and sunny corners, and of cunning ins and outs; while to its very roof
+the fragrant woodbine climbed and clambered, and the bees buzzed about
+the honeyed blossoms as if they were just wild with delight.
+
+That was Woodbine Cottage itself. But I have said nothing about its
+surroundings--the neat flower beds, and the prattling brook that ran by
+just at the foot of the garden, the green lawn as smooth as a table, and
+the great spreading elm-tree in its centre, against which Uncle Ben
+Mason was so fond of leaning his chair in the bright summer afternoons,
+and where Harry and Willie Mason liked nothing better than to lie at his
+feet on the greensward, and coax him to tell them about the wonderful
+things he had seen and the marvellous things he had read.
+
+It was only the afternoon succeeding that in which he had told them the
+strange story of the honey ants, and they were at him again, anxious to
+know something more about ant life.
+
+"You know, Uncle Ben," pleaded Harry, coaxingly, "that you said there
+were ever so many other queer things about them."
+
+"And that they milked cows. And that some of them were just soldiers,"
+broke in Willie, eagerly. "And--and--" The little fellow was quite at a
+loss for words in his eagerness.
+
+"Now, now, now!" cried Uncle Ben; "you don't want me to tell you all at
+once, I hope?"
+
+"Tell us sumfin, Uncle Ben--sumfin of just the queerest you knows,"
+pleaded Willie; "cos I wants to know 'bout them ever so much."
+
+"Very well. Suppose I describe the farmer ants."
+
+"The farmer ants!" cried Harry, with interest.
+
+"Yes, there is a species of ants in Texas that have farms of their own,
+and gather the grain in when it is ripe, and store it away in their
+granaries; and some people say that they plant the seed in the spring,
+just like human farmers. But others think that this part of the story is
+very doubtful."
+
+"You don't believe that, do you, Uncle Ben?" asked Harry, doubtingly.
+"Why, that would be making them folks at once."
+
+"They are very much like folks without that," said his uncle, settling
+himself back easily in his chair, and gazing down with his kindly glance
+on his eager young nephews.
+
+"If you could see one of their clearings," he continued. "But maybe you
+don't care to hear about them?"
+
+"Yes, we does," cried Willie, eagerly.
+
+"I do, ever so much. I know that," chimed in Harry.
+
+"Well, then, if you will keep just as quiet as two mice, I will tell you
+the story of our little black farmers. They are, in some ways, the
+strangest of all ants. You have seen little ant-hills thrown up in the
+sand about an inch across; but these ants build great solid mounds,
+surrounded by a level court-yard, sometimes as much as ten or twelve
+feet in diameter. Here they do not suffer a blade of grass nor a weed to
+grow, and the whole clearing is as smooth and hard as a barn floor. This
+is no light labor, I can tell you, for wild plants grow very fast and
+strong under the hot suns of Texas."
+
+"But how do they do it?" asked Harry.
+
+"You would laugh to see them," continued his uncle. "They bite off every
+blade of grass near the root, some seize it with their fore-legs, and
+twist and pull at it, while others run up to the top of the blade, and
+bend it down with their weight. It is not long before the great tree, as
+it must seem to the ants, comes toppling down. The roots are left in the
+ground to die out, just as a Western wood-cutter leaves the roots of his
+trees."
+
+"It must be a funny sight," exclaimed Harry.
+
+"Does they keep stables for their cows?" asked Willie, who could not get
+over his interest in the ants' milking operations.
+
+"Not they. These ants do not keep cows," returned Uncle Ben.
+
+"They're mighty queer farmers, then," replied Willie, contemptuously.
+
+"They are grain farmers, not dairy farmers," was the amused reply. "But
+I have not finished telling you about their clearings. There is nothing
+stranger in the world, when we consider how they are made. They may
+often be seen surrounded by a circle of tall weeds, great, fast-growing
+fellows, two or three feet high, that look very much as if they would
+like to step in on the ants' play-ground. But the active little
+creatures do not suffer any intrusion upon their domain."
+
+"It is odd how they can cut down so many grass trees without tools,"
+said Harry.
+
+"They have better tools than you think," replied Uncle Ben. "Their hard,
+horny mandibles are good cutting instruments, and are used for teeth,
+saws, chisels, and pincers all in one. They form a sort of compound
+tool."
+
+"I'd like to see them ever so much," cried Willie. "But, Uncle Ben,
+where does they live? Cos they can't be running 'bout all the time
+out-of-doors. I know that."
+
+"And they must have some place to put their crops in," said Harry.
+
+"Their houses are in the centre of the clearing," continued their uncle.
+"They are usually rounded mounds of earth, with a depression in the top,
+of the shape of a basin. In the centre of this basin is a small hole,
+forming the entrance to the ant city, which is all built under-ground.
+If you could see one of these mounds cut open, you would be surprised to
+behold the multitude of galleries not more than a quarter or half an
+inch high, running in all directions. Some of them lead up and down to
+the upper and lower stories of the establishment. At the ends of these
+galleries are many apartments, some of which serve as nurseries where
+the young ants are kept, and others as granaries where the grain is
+stored up. The granaries are sometimes one and three-quarter inches
+high, and two inches wide, neatly roofed over, and filled to the roof
+with grain. That may not seem much of a barn, but if you had one in the
+same proportion to your size, it would need no trifle of grain to fill
+it."
+
+"But you said they were farmer ants," cried Harry, as if he fancied he
+had now got his uncle in a tight place, "and you haven't said a word
+about their wheat fields."
+
+"And you tole us they didn't keep cows, too," put in Willie,
+triumphantly.
+
+"But I am not half through my story yet," replied Uncle Ben, with a
+quiet smile. "We have only been talking about their homes and their
+clearings. Now suppose we take a stroll out to the wheat fields by one
+of the great roads which the ants make."
+
+"Roads!" cried both boys in surprise.
+
+"Just as fine roads as men could make. Our little farmers always have
+three or four of these roads, and sometimes as many as seven, running
+straight out from their clearing, often for sixty feet in length. One
+observer, in fact, says he saw an ant road that was three hundred feet
+long. The roads are from two to five inches wide at the clearing, but
+they narrow as they go out, until they are quite lost."
+
+"But are they real roads? You ain't funning, Uncle Ben?" asked Willie.
+
+"They are as hard, smooth, and level as you would want to see, not a
+blade of grass, nor a stick nor a stone, upon them. And just think what
+little tots they are that make them! That long road I have just
+mentioned would be equal to a road made by men ten miles long and
+twenty-two feet wide, and yet it is only the ant's pathway to his
+harvest field."
+
+"Well, that is the queerest thing yet!" exclaimed Harry.
+
+"In the harvest season these roads are always full of ants, coming and
+going," continued Uncle Ben. "There is a great crowd of them at the
+entrance, but they thin out as they get further from home. They stray
+off under the grass, seeking for the ripe seeds which may have dropped.
+They do not seem to climb the grass for the seeds, but only hunt for
+them on the ground."
+
+"It's only old _grass_, then, and it ain't wheat after all!" exclaimed
+Willie, in some disappointment.
+
+"It is the ants' wheat," was the reply. "A grain of our wheat might
+prove too heavy for them. They generally prefer the seed of the
+buffalo-grass, a kind of grass that grows plentifully in Texas. It is
+very amusing to see one of the foragers after he has found a seed to his
+liking. No matter how far he has strayed from the road, he always knows
+his way straight back. But he has a hard struggle with his grass seed,
+clambering over clods, tumbling over sticks, and travelling around
+pebbles. There is no give up in him, however. He is bent on bringing in
+his share of the crop, and lets nothing hinder him. After he reaches the
+road, it is all plain sailing. He gets a good hold on his grain, and
+trots off home like an express messenger, sometimes not stopping to rest
+once on the long journey."
+
+"Gracious! wouldn't I like to see them?" exclaimed Harry. He had
+approached his uncle step by step, and was now standing in open-mouthed
+wonder at his knee.
+
+As for Willie, he was not nearly so eager. He had not yet got over his
+contempt for farmers who did not keep cows.
+
+"Is there anything else queer about them?" asked Harry.
+
+"There is another sort of grass, called ant rice, of which the seed
+tastes something like rice. One observer says that this grass is often
+permitted to grow upon their clearings, all other kinds of grass being
+cut away, as our farmers clear out the weeds from their grain. When the
+seeds are ripe and fall, they carry them into their granaries, and
+afterward clear away the stubble, preparing their wheat field for the
+next year's crop. It is this writer who says that they plant the seeds
+in the spring, but other writers doubt this statement."
+
+"And you said a while ago that you didn't believe it, either," remarked
+Harry.
+
+"I think it needs to be pretty thoroughly established before we can
+accept it as a fact."
+
+"I think so too," said Harry, with great gravity.
+
+"Ain't nuffin more queer 'bout 'em, is there?" asked Willie. "Cos I's
+getting kind of tired of them."
+
+"You can go 'way, then," retorted Harry. "Uncle Ben's telling me."
+
+"No, he ain't. He's telling bofe of us. Ain't you, Uncle Ben?"
+
+"Anybody who wants to listen is welcome," answered their uncle, with
+assumed gravity. "But I don't wish to force knowledge into any unwilling
+young brains. However, I have only a few more things to tell, and then
+will leave you at liberty."
+
+"Just tell all, Uncle Ben. Don't mind him," cried Harry.
+
+"Another strange part of the story is this," continued their
+good-natured uncle: "sometimes the rain gets into their granaries, and
+wets the grain. But as soon as the sun comes out again the industrious
+little fellows carry out their stores, seed by seed, and lay them in the
+sun to dry. They then carry them carefully back again, except those that
+have sprouted and been spoiled. These are left outside."
+
+"Don't they husk their grain?" asked Harry.
+
+"Yes. They carry the husk and all other refuse out-of-doors, and pile it
+up in a heap on one side of the clearing. Is that all, Harry?"
+
+"But you haven't said a word yet about what these seeds are stored up
+for. Do they eat them during the winter?"
+
+"Very likely they do, though they have never been observed at their
+winter meals. Ants usually sleep through the cold weather. But a warm
+day is apt to waken them, and there is little doubt that they take the
+opportunity to make a good dinner before going to sleep again."
+
+"But how can they eat such great seeds--bigger than themselves?"
+
+"They don't swallow them at a mouthful, I assure you. They seem rather
+to rasp them with the rough surface of their tongues, getting off a fine
+flour, which they swallow eagerly, together with the oil of the seed. I
+have nothing further to tell you about them just at present, except to
+say that these are not comfortable ants to meddle with, for they sting
+almost as sharply as a bee."
+
+"Then I don't want nuffin at all to do with 'em," cried Willie; "cos I
+was stinged with a bee once, and I don't like bees."
+
+"I am ever so much obliged, Uncle Ben," said Harry. "Come, Willie, let's
+go play now, for I know we've been a big bother."
+
+"Maybe you has; I ain't," replied Willie, stolidly, as he followed his
+brother, leaving Uncle Ben with a very odd smile upon his face.
+
+
+
+
+A ROYAL THIEF.
+
+
+  In the summer weather
+    Kindly, gen'rous Night
+  Flings upon the thirsting grass
+    Dew-drops cool and bright.
+  There they lie and sparkle
+    Till return of Day;
+  Then the Sun--a royal thief--
+    Steals them all away.
+
+
+
+
+[Begun in HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE No. 37, July 13.]
+
+THE STORY OF THE AMERICAN NAVY.
+
+BY BENSON J. LOSSING.
+
+
+CHAPTER IX.
+
+Between the war of 1812-15 and the civil war, 1861-65, our navy had very
+little to do in actual warfare. It was sometimes called upon to assert
+the rights and dignity of our government in foreign ports, and during
+the war with Mexico it assisted in the capture of Vera Cruz and in the
+conquest of California.
+
+When in 1861 civil war was begun in Charleston Harbor, our navy
+consisted of ninety vessels, of which only forty were in commission, and
+these were distributed in distant seas. The entire naval force available
+at the beginning of that war for the defense of our Atlantic sea-board
+was the _Brooklyn_, of twenty-five guns, and a store-ship carrying two
+guns. The Confederates seized revenue-cutters in Southern ports. Ships
+were got ready, and early in April, 1861, a squadron was sent to the
+relief of Fort Sumter. But it could effect nothing. Very soon afterward
+the Confederates seized the Navy-yard at Norfolk, and several ships of
+war were destroyed there to prevent their falling into the hands of the
+enemies of the republic. The Confederates fitted out privateers to prey
+upon our commerce; but these were soon disposed of by government
+vessels, which, forty-three in number, blockaded the Southern ports by
+midsummer. Nevertheless, numerous British ships, in violation of
+neutrality laws, slipped into Southern ports with supplies for the
+Confederates.
+
+Danger made the Navy Department very active. Vessels were bought and
+built, and fully armed and manned. Two hundred and fifty-nine naval
+officers of Southern birth left the government service and joined the
+Confederates at the beginning of the war. Their places were soon filled
+by patriotic men of equal ability, and there was always an ample supply.
+
+In August, 1861, a land and naval force went from Hampton Roads to
+capture forts erected by the Confederates at Hatteras Inlet. The vessels
+were commanded by Commodore Stringham. The expedition was successful.
+Soon afterward both the national government and the Confederates began
+to build vessels covered with iron plates, and called "iron-clads." The
+Federals built a flotilla of twelve gun-boats on the Mississippi early
+in 1862, a part of them iron-clad, and placed them under the command of
+Flag-officer Foote. They carried all together one hundred and twenty-six
+guns. These performed admirable service soon afterward in assisting the
+army in the capture of Forts Henry and Donelson, in Tennessee, and all
+through the war they were active and efficient in Western rivers.
+
+Late in October, 1861, a powerful land and naval force left Hampton
+Roads to take possession of the coasts of South Carolina. The ships were
+commanded by Commodore S. F. Dupont. The entrance to Port Royal Sound
+was strongly guarded by Confederate forts. These were reduced, after a
+sharp engagement with the fleet. The Federals entered, and were soon in
+complete possession of the sea islands of South Carolina.
+
+At the beginning of 1862 the navy was composed of seven squadrons, each
+having a distinct field of operation, chiefly in the blockading service.
+In that service many stirring events occurred. At the very beginning the
+Confederate cruiser _Petrel_ went out of Charleston Harbor and attacked
+the _St. Lawrence_, supposing her to be a merchant ship. Presently the
+latter opened her guns, sending a fiery shell that exploded in the
+_Petrel_, and a heavy solid shot that struck her amidships below
+water-mark. In an instant she was reduced to a wreck, leaving nothing on
+the surface of the foaming waters but floating fragments of her hull,
+and the struggling survivors of her crew. The latter scarcely knew what
+had happened. A flash of fire, a thunder-peal, and ingulfment had been
+the events of a moment.
+
+Early in 1862 a land and naval force, the latter commanded by
+Flag-officer Goldsborough, captured Roanoke Island, which the
+Confederates had fortified. This was speedily followed by the capture of
+places on the mainland of North Carolina. A little earlier than this,
+great excitement was produced by the seizure on board an English
+mail-steamer, by Captain Wilkes, of our navy, of two Confederate
+Ambassadors to European courts (Mason and Slidell), and lodging them in
+Fort Warren, in Boston Harbor. The British government threatened war;
+but common-sense prevailed, and after a little bluster peace was
+assured.
+
+After the capture of Forts Henry and Donelson, Commodore Foote's
+attention was directed to Island Number Ten, in the Mississippi, which
+the Confederates occupied, and had strongly fortified. It was regarded
+as the key to the Lower Mississippi. Foote beleaguered it with gun-boats
+and mortar-boats, and with some assistance of a land force he captured
+the stronghold. Then the flotilla went down the Mississippi, and
+captured Fort Pillow and Memphis, terribly crippling the Confederate
+squadron at the latter place.
+
+The government resolved to repossess New Orleans and Mobile. A land
+force under General Butler, and a naval force under Commodore Farragut
+and Commodore D. D. Porter, with a mortar fleet, gathered at Ship
+Island, off the coast of Mississippi, early in 1862. The ships entered
+the Mississippi in April. Two forts opposite each other on the
+Mississippi, some distance from its mouth, had been strongly garrisoned
+by the Confederates, who considered them a perfect protection to New
+Orleans. These had to be passed. That perilous feat was performed by the
+fleet in the dark hours of the morning of April 24, when a terrific
+scene was witnessed. Farragut, in the wooden ship _Hartford_, led the
+way. Forts, gun-boats, mortar-boats, and marine monsters called "rams"
+opened their great guns at the same time. Earth and waters for miles
+around were shaken. The forts were silenced, the fleet passed, and then
+met a strong Confederate flotilla in the gloom. After one of the most
+desperate combats of the war, this flotilla was vanquished, and Farragut
+pushed on toward New Orleans, which he had virtually captured before the
+arrival of General Butler. This event gave great joy to the loyal people
+of the country.
+
+Meanwhile a stirring event had occurred in Hampton Roads. Early in March
+the Confederates sent down from Norfolk a powerful iron-clad "ram" named
+_Merrimac_ to destroy national vessels near Fortress Monroe. This raid
+was destructive, and its repetition was expected the next morning. At
+midnight a strange craft came into the Roads. It seemed to consist of
+only a huge cylinder floating on a platform. She was under the command
+of Lieutenant J. L. Worden. That cylinder was a revolving turret of
+heavy iron, containing two enormous guns. The almost submerged platform
+was also of iron. It was called the _Monitor_.
+
+[Illustration: FIGHT BETWEEN THE "MONITOR" AND "MERRIMAC."--DRAWN BY
+J. O. DAVIDSON.]
+
+The _Merrimac_ came down the next morning to attack the frigate
+_Minnesota_. The little _Monitor_ went to her defense--in size a little
+child defending a giant. Slowly her turret began to revolve. Her cannon
+sent forth 100-pound shot, and very soon the _Merrimac_ was so crippled
+that she fled with difficulty back to Norfolk, and did not come out
+again. After that, Monitors were favorites as defenders of land-locked
+waters.
+
+[TO BE CONTINUED.]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: AT THE SEA-SIDE.]
+
+
+
+
+IN SEPTEMBER.
+
+BY MARY DENSEL.
+
+
+It had been a hot summer, and Cassy Deane, shut up in a close street,
+had been treated to every atom of heat that the city contained. So at
+least it seemed to her, for the family had only lately moved into town
+from the country, and Cassy was like a little wind-flower that had been
+transplanted from a cool wood into a box of earth near a blazing fire.
+No wonder that she drooped. She seldom had even a drive to console her.
+
+"Because we are only _middling_," she explained to herself. "If we were
+poor, we could go on excursions with the charity children; and if we
+were rich, we'd travel to the mountains or the sea. We're only middling,
+so we stay at home."
+
+At first Cassy was ready to envy Marion Van Dysk, who started with her
+mamma and a dozen trunks for Saratoga; and she breathed a sigh over the
+fortunes of Lillie Downs, whose father had built a cottage on the coast
+of Maine, where the ocean surged up to the very piazza.
+
+But by-and-by Cassy forgot her woes, such a delightful piece of news
+came to her ears. Her mother told it to her one evening, and Cassy never
+went to sleep for two whole hours after she was in bed, so excited was
+she by the bliss that was to be hers in September.
+
+The truth was that Mr. Deane had come to the city for the express
+purpose of giving his little daughter the benefit of no less an
+establishment than Madame McLeod's "Boarding and Day School for Young
+Ladies." Cassy knew that Marion Van Dysk and Lillie Downs and a host of
+other damsels were also "to enjoy its advantages." Cassy was overwhelmed
+with the honor and the joy of it all. She had always been a solitary
+chick up in her country home, and it seemed almost too good to be true
+that she was actually to have real live girls to play with, and that she
+could talk of "_our_ games," and "_our_ history class."
+
+What matter that the August sun scorched and flamed? What matter if the
+bricks, baked through and through by day, took their revenge by keeping
+the air as hot as a furnace all night?
+
+Cassy was as gay as a lark, and sang and chattered by the hour, while
+she helped her mother run up the breadths of an extraordinary changeable
+silk gown, which had been cut over from one that had been her
+grandmother's. This was to be Cassy's school-dress. Think what
+richness--silk for every-day wear!
+
+"We can't afford to buy anything new," argued Mrs. Deane. Still, it was
+a solemn moment when the key snapped in the lock of the cedar chest, and
+that changeable silk was taken from the place where it had lain these
+thirty years, wrapped in a pillow-case and two towels.
+
+Cassy fairly gasped when the scissors cut into its gorgeousness. She
+gasped even more when Mrs. Deane also brought from the chest six yards
+of an ancient bottle-green ribbon to trim the robe withal. To be sure,
+the ribbon drooped despondingly under the chastening influence of a hot
+flat-iron, but, "We'll put it on in bands," said Mrs. Deane. "Bows would
+really be too dressy for you, my daughter."
+
+Stitch, stitch, stitch, Cassy's fingers flew. And all the time she
+sewed, her busy brain was weaving the most rapturous visions of the new
+life that was to be hers. In her dreams she made polite little
+courtesies to Marion Van Dysk, whom she imagined as standing on the
+threshold of the "Boarding and Day School" to welcome her. To be sure
+she only knew Marion by sight, but as Marion knew her in the same way,
+she thought they would instantly become friends. Then Lillie Downs would
+entreat her to join in all the games, for Lillie Downs was already an
+acquaintance: at least she had said, "How do you do?" one day when she
+saw Cassy on the sidewalk. Cassy was sure there were a dozen girls who
+would stretch out their hands at once, and perhaps she could even think
+of a secret to tell some of them, and then they would, of course, be
+friends forever.
+
+"And even if they wear common clothes, I sha'n't be proud in this
+magnificent dress," thought Cassy. For the changeable silk was finished
+now, and Cassy stole twenty times a day into the guest-chamber that she
+might behold its splendor as it lay on the bed.
+
+It did seem as if August would never end. But at last September
+appeared, and the morning of all mornings dawned.
+
+Cassy rose bright and early. Her mother dressed her with her own hands,
+and tied up her hair with a narrow pink ribbon.
+
+"Pink goes so well with the green on your gown," said dear, guileless
+Mrs. Deane; "and, Cassy, here are some new shoes that father bought for
+you yesterday. He'll go himself with you to the door, so you sha'n't
+feel strange like."
+
+"Oh, but they'll be so glad to see me I sha'n't feel strange!" cried
+Cassy, and down the street she skipped.
+
+But for some reason no one was at the door to welcome her. Cassy crept
+into the big school-room. It was full of girls, and there was Marion Van
+Dysk among the rest. A wee smile came to Cassy's face. She was about to
+say "good-morning," but Marion only glanced carelessly at her and turned
+away.
+
+"Why, she's forgotten that I live round the corner," thought Cassy.
+
+Lillie Downs had evidently "forgotten" too, or else she was too busy to
+notice.
+
+Cassy turned away, and that just in time to catch a whisper.
+
+"Who, under the sun, is that queer image in a dress that came out of the
+ark?"
+
+Cassy looked wonderingly about to discover the "image." The girl who had
+spoken was gazing directly at her with a twinkle in her eyes. Her
+companion said, "Hush! she'll hear," and the two laughed under their
+breath, not jeeringly, but only as if they really could not help it.
+
+A "queer image"? Was she "queer"? Cassy asked herself.
+
+All at once it flashed across her that her gown was certainly very
+unlike the crisp, ruffled dresses around her. Those flimsy satin ribbons
+did look as if Mrs. Noah might have worn them. A hot flush sprang to
+Cassy's cheeks. She began to almost wish she had not come, such a sense
+of loneliness rushed over her.
+
+She was even more forlorn when the school was presently called to order,
+for every other girl was blessed with a seat-mate, and Cassy sat quite
+by herself.
+
+When recess-time came she followed the others into a large back yard,
+and stowed herself meekly away in a corner to watch the fun. She tried
+to console herself by the thought that she could not have run about even
+had she been asked to join in the game of "tag," for the new shoes
+pinched her feet sadly. For all that, she was almost glad when one girl
+stumbled against her and fairly trod on her toes, for she turned so
+quickly, and begged her pardon so heartily, that it was worth bearing
+the pain for the sake of the notice.
+
+Cassy was sure that all the girls were good-natured. They were only busy
+with their own affairs, and what claim had the stranger upon any one of
+them?
+
+When noon came, and Cassy went home to dinner, she put a brave face on
+the matter. She knew it would break her father's heart to know how keen
+had been her disappointment. So she spoke of the large school-room, and
+of the classes in which she had been placed; and Mr. Deane nodded
+approval, while his wife put her head on one side to see if that
+changeable silk could not bear to be taken in a little in the biases.
+How could Cassy tell her that the gown was "queer"? How could she even
+mention that her shoes were coarse, and that they hurt her feet?
+
+"Perhaps the girls will speak to me to-morrow," she thought, patiently.
+
+But they did not. Again Cassy sat in her corner quite alone. In vain she
+told herself that it was "no matter," in vain she "played" that she did
+not care.
+
+"I sha'n't mind it to-morrow."
+
+To-morrow came, and it was just as hard as to-day.
+
+At last one morning at recess it did seem as though she could not bear
+it any longer. A big lump was in her throat, and two tears sprang to her
+eyes; but still she tried to say, "Never mind; oh, never mind."
+
+Just at that moment a voice sounded in her ear. She turned and saw a
+face rosy with blushes.
+
+"I didn't know," began the voice, hesitatingly--"I thought you might
+like--anyway, I am Bessie Merriam."
+
+Cassy looked out shyly from under her lashes. "I am Cassy Deane," said
+she.
+
+"You're a new girl," continued Bessie, more boldly, "so I had to speak
+first. Would you like to play, 'I spy'?"
+
+Cassy sprang up eagerly, then drew back. "I wish I could," she
+stammered, "but my shoes--and father's only middling, so I don't like to
+ask for more."
+
+"Of course not," broke in Bessie, who, though puzzled to know what it
+was to be "middling," was sure there was something wrong about the
+shoes. "Of course not; but maybe you know 'jack-stones'?"
+
+In a twinkling she brought five marbles from the depth of her pocket,
+and the two were deep in the mysteries of "horses in the stall," "Johnny
+over," "peas in the pot," and all the rest of that fascinating game.
+
+One person having spoken to the forlorn stranger, two more appeared on
+the scene. It is always so. These girls wanted Bessie and her new friend
+for "hop-scotch," but Bessie interfered before there was any chance for
+embarrassment.
+
+"We can't leave this game," said she, decidedly.
+
+"How could she think to speak so quickly?" thought Cassy. "I should have
+felt so bad to explain about my shoes!"
+
+It was the very next morning that Bessie Merriam came to school with a
+mysterious bundle under her arm. She took Cassy by the hand, and led
+her--where? Why, into the coal closet!
+
+"It's so very private here," explained Bessie. "And, do you know, it's
+no fun to play romping games in these good boots of mine; so I hunted up
+an old pair. And, do you think, I stumbled on these old ones too. Would
+you mind using one pair? You _won't_ think me impertinent, will you?"
+
+Bessie was quite out of breath, and gazing at Cassy with wide-open,
+pleading eyes.
+
+Those boots fitted to a T. Cassy could jump and run to her heart's
+content. Jump and run she did, for at recess Bessie drew her into the
+midst of the other girls, and such a game of "I spy" Cassy had never
+imagined. Nobody said a word about her droll gown. "She is _my_ friend,"
+Bessie had announced, and that was enough.
+
+Marion Van Dysk gave her two bites of her pickled lime. Lillie Downs
+"remembered" her, and did not shrink from partaking of Cassy's
+corn-ball. School was a very different affair to-day.
+
+Cassy fairly danced on her way home. She determined to think up a secret
+that very night that she might confide it to Bessie. In the mean time
+she bought a bit of card-board and some green, red, and brown worsted.
+All that afternoon and all that evening she worked. The next day Bessie
+found in her arithmetic a remarkable book-mark, with a red house and a
+green and brown tree, while underneath were the touching words,
+"Friendship's Offering."
+
+"Please to keep it for ever and ever," begged Cassy, earnestly, "to make
+you remember how I thank you."
+
+"Thank me for what?" asked Bessie, in surprise.
+
+Cassy stared at her.
+
+"Don't you know what a beautiful thing it was in you to ask me to play
+'jack-stones'? Don't you know you're a--a--an angel?"
+
+"It never says once in the Bible that angels play 'jack-stones,'" cried
+Bessie, in great glee; "so don't talk nonsense, Cassy. But I think the
+book-mark's lovely."
+
+So the two little girls laughed as if there was a joke somewhere, though
+neither knew exactly what it was, only Cassy Deane was too happy to be
+sober, and it's my belief Bessie Merriam was just as happy as she. What
+do you think?
+
+
+
+
+WHAT THE BABIES SAID.
+
+BY MRS. E. T. CORBETT.
+
+
+Lillie Benson and Daisy Brooks sat on the floor in the nursery, and
+looked at each other, while their delighted mammas looked at them, and
+each mother thought her own baby the finest. Lillie was ten months old,
+and Daisy was just twelve. Lillie had great blue eyes, soft flaxen hair
+curling in little rings all over her head, and pink cheeks. Daisy had
+brown eyes, golden-brown hair cut straight across her forehead
+(_banged_, people call it), and two lovely dimples. One wore a white
+dress all tucks and embroidery, with a blue sash; the other a white
+dress all ruffles and puffs, with a pink sash.
+
+Daisy looked at Lillie, and said, "Goo-goo!"
+
+"The dear little thing!" said Daisy's mamma. "She's so delighted to see
+Lillie to-day."
+
+Then Lillie looked at Daisy, and said, "Goo-goo-goo!"
+
+"Oh, the darling!" exclaimed Lillie's mamma. "She's _so_ fond of Daisy,
+you know, that she is trying to talk."
+
+Presently Daisy turned her back to Lillie, and crept into the corner of
+the room. "Now just see that! she wants Lillie to follow her. Isn't it
+cunning?" said Lillie's mamma.
+
+"Of course she does, and see Lillie trying to do it. Isn't she sweet?"
+answered Daisy's mother, while Lillie crept to the opposite side of the
+room.
+
+But after a while the two babies were sleepy; so their mammas laid them
+down side by side in the wide crib, and then went down stairs to lunch.
+
+"We'll leave the door open, so we can hear them if they cry; but I know
+they won't wake for a couple of hours," said one of the mothers; and the
+other one said, "Oh no; of course not; they'll sleep soundly, the
+darlings!"
+
+But in a very few moments something strange happened--something _very_
+strange indeed. The babies opened their eyes, looked around the room,
+and then at each other.
+
+"We're alone at last, and I'm so glad," said Daisy.
+
+"Yes," said Lillie. "Now we can have a nice little chat, I hope. Isn't
+it dreadful to be a baby, Daisy?"
+
+"Of course it is," sighed Daisy; "yet I suppose it is very ungrateful to
+say so, when every one loves us so much, and is so kind to us."
+
+"That's the worst of it; I don't want every one to love _me_, because
+they will kiss me, and I hate to be kissed so much," objected Lillie.
+"Ugh! how horrid some people's kisses are!"
+
+"It's enough to make any baby cross, _I_ think," added Daisy. "I wish no
+one but mamma would ever kiss me, and even she does too much of it when
+I'm sleepy."
+
+"Why, Daisy Brooks! what a thing to say about your own dear mamma!"
+exclaimed Lillie, looking shocked.
+
+"I don't mean to say anything unkind of mamma, for I love her dearly,
+you know, Lillie; but it _is_ hard to be kissed and kissed when you're
+hungry or sleepy, or both, and sometimes I have to cry," answered Daisy,
+quickly.
+
+"Well, I'll tell you something else I hate," continued Lillie, "and that
+is to have people who don't know anything about it try to amuse me. They
+have such a dreadful way of rushing at you head-first, and shrieking,
+'Chee! _chee!_ CHEE!' or 'Choo! _choo!_ CHOO!' that you don't know what
+may be coming next."
+
+"Yes, or else they poke a finger in your neck, and expect you to laugh
+at the fun. I do laugh sometimes at the absurdity of their behavior,"
+said Daisy, scornfully.
+
+"Yes, and then they always think you're delighted, and go on until you
+are disgusted, and have to scream, don't they?" asked Lillie.
+
+"Of course. Oh, babies have a great deal to suffer, there's no doubt of
+_that_," said Daisy.
+
+"And there's another horrid thing," Lillie added, after thinking a
+moment. "I mean the habit people have of talking to babies about their
+family affairs in public. My mamma don't do that; but I heard Aunt Sarah
+talking to her baby in the cars the other day, loud enough for every one
+to hear, and she said: 'Poor grandpa! grandpa's gone away: don't Minnie
+feel sorry? She can't play with grandpa's watch now. Grandpa wants
+Minnie to come and see him, and ride on the pony, and Minnie must have
+her new sacque made, so she can go. Will Minnie send a kiss to grandpa?'
+and ever so much more. I know poor Minnie was ashamed, for she fidgeted
+all the time; but what could she do?"
+
+"Well, mamma would talk to me just the same way this morning, as we came
+here, and I did my best to stop her, too, but it wasn't any use," said
+Daisy, looking indignant. "She had to tell everybody that we were going
+to see 'dear little Lillie Benson,' over and over again."
+
+"But I'll tell you what makes me most angry, after all, Daisy," said her
+cousin, suddenly. "Does your mamma ever give you a chicken bone to
+suck?"
+
+"Yes, she does, and oh!--I know what you're going to say," interrupted
+Daisy. "That's another of our trials. You get a nice bone, and you begin
+to enjoy yourself, when all at once your nurse or your mother fancies
+you've found a scrap of meat on the bone, and then one or the other just
+makes a fish-hook of her finger, and pokes it down your throat before
+you know where you are!"
+
+"That's it exactly," exclaimed Lillie. "I go through just such an
+experience nearly every day, and it's too aggravating."
+
+"Hark!" said Daisy, listening; "I hear old Dinah coming up stairs now,
+and I suppose we'll have to listen to her baby-talk for a half-hour at
+least. I know what I'll do; I'll make faces and scream."
+
+"And get a dose of medicine, maybe, as I did one day," answered Lillie.
+"I tried that plan to stop an old lady from saying, 'Ittie peshous!
+ittie peshous! tiss ou auntie!' and mamma got so frightened she sent for
+the doctor, and he gave me a horrid powder. I can taste it yet."
+
+"That was too bad," said Daisy, compassionately; "but hush, dear, for
+Dinah is at the door."
+
+And when the old nurse came in the room, she found the two babies
+wide-awake, smiling at each other, and saying, "Goo-goo," as sweetly as
+if they hadn't a grievance in the world.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: GETTING ACQUAINTED.--DRAWN BY W. L. SHEPPARD.]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: OUR POST-OFFICE BOX.]
+
+
+We are compelled to repeat some of our instructions to our young
+correspondents desiring exchange, in order to save ourselves and them
+from unnecessary trouble. In the first place, the name must be written
+very plainly. In some instances we can give only the initials because it
+is impossible to read the name, and the initials themselves are often
+very doubtful. Then the address must be given in full. If you have no
+post-office box, and live in a town too small to have numbered streets,
+have your letter addressed to the care of your father, or of some one
+through whom you will be sure to receive it.
+
+Do not write to us that it would give you pleasure to exchange with any
+particular correspondent whose address has been plainly given in Our
+Post-office Box, because we can not make room to print a letter which
+should more suitably be written direct to the correspondent with whom
+you desire to exchange.
+
+Requests for correspondence, or for exchange of cards or pictures of any
+kind, will not be noticed, as we do not consider such exchanges as
+leading to any valuable information, and it is only such that we desire
+to facilitate. Postmarks, which in themselves are worthless, we consider
+calculated to develop a knowledge of geography; for no American boy will
+rest content until he knows the exact locality from which his new
+postmark comes, and finds out all about it that his geography will tell
+him. Postage stamps have the same merit, with the advantage of being
+historical as well, as many of them contain heads of kings, queens, or
+eminent men, or at least some design typical of the country from which
+they come.
+
+We shall never print in the Post-office Box letters from correspondents
+desiring to sell stamps, minerals, or any other things.
+
+These observations are not gratuitous on our part, but we are compelled
+to make them to save ourselves the labor of reading scores of letters of
+which we can make no use whatever.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  NEWBERN, VIRGINIA.
+
+     We live at the sea-side, and we had never seen mountains before we
+     came here this summer. I thought they were awfully big when I
+     first looked at them.
+
+     We amuse ourselves in many ways. Sometimes we ride on horseback,
+     and other times we go to the brook and paddle. We also take lovely
+     walks, and gather ferns, mosses, and lichens for hanging baskets.
+     One morning we went to the barn to see them thresh, and Ally found
+     eight baby mice, and Nora brought them home in her pocket. At the
+     threshing place there are ten little puppies, and we have fine
+     times playing with them.
+
+     The other day we drove to see the highest mountain near here, and
+     just before we got there down came a shower. We took shelter in a
+     log-cabin church, but before we got inside we were all wet
+     through. We thought that was all the more fun, because we like to
+     be in the rain.
+
+     I am nine years old, and the oldest child of five.
+
+  SUE D. T.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  SAINT JOSEPH, TENSAS PARISH, LOUISIANA.
+
+     I am a little Southern girl nine years old, and I like YOUNG
+     PEOPLE so much! I read all the letters in the Post-office Box.
+
+     So many children write about turtles that I thought I would tell
+     them about one my brother had once. He said it was a pet, and one
+     day he went to kiss it, when it put out its head and bit his nose,
+     and hung on. His old black mammy told him that it would never let
+     go until it thundered, so he ran all around, screaming, "I wish it
+     would flunder! I wish it would flunder!" The noise he made
+     frightened the turtle so that it dropped off without waiting for
+     thunder.
+
+     My brother is a grown man now, living in New Orleans, and we often
+     laugh at him about his turtle and the "flunder."
+
+  ANNIE FLEMING L.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I am a little girl of nine years. My papa has taken YOUNG PEOPLE
+     for me since the first number. I enjoy reading the children's
+     letters very much.
+
+     My grandma is visiting us this summer, and she has her parrot with
+     her. It is twenty-seven years old. It calls "Grandma" and
+     "Mother," and screams for its breakfast. It says "Good-by" and
+     "How do you do?" as plain as I can, and sings two songs, and
+     imitates the cat, the dog, and the rooster, and does a great many
+     other things.
+
+     Now I will tell the little girls what I have been doing since the
+     school closed. I have learned to crochet, and have made two tidies
+     and five yards of trimming. I am now making trimming of
+     feathered-edge braid, and if any little girl who can crochet would
+     like the pattern, I will be glad to send her a sample.
+
+  GRACIE MEADS,
+  Platte City, Platte County, Missouri.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  SAN BERNARDINO, CALIFORNIA.
+
+     I take YOUNG PEOPLE, and like it so much! I am ten years old. My
+     papa is out at the mines, and I am going there too when it gets
+     cooler weather. I have a pet kitten here at home, and my papa has
+     got two kittens and a dog for me when I go out to the mines.
+
+     I have a doll named Goldie. My aunt sent it to me from New York
+     city.
+
+     I go to school, and my reading-book is the History of the United
+     States.
+
+  FLORENCE R.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  BROOKLYN, NEW YORK.
+
+     I send two easy experiments for the chemist's club: Pour a small
+     quantity of common aqua ammonia in a dish; over this place a
+     funnel, big end down, in the tube of which place a few cut
+     flowers. In a little while the flowers will change color.
+
+     A very pretty experiment is this: Take a piece of ice, or in
+     winter a snow-ball, and dig a small cavity in it. In this hole
+     place a little piece of gum-camphor, and touch a lighted match to
+     it. It will burn a good while, and have the appearance of ice or
+     snow on fire.
+
+  FRED A. C.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  BARTON, MARYLAND.
+
+     I am seven years old. I go to school, and am in the Second Reader.
+     Our teacher takes YOUNG PEOPLE, and we love to hear her read the
+     stories.
+
+     I have a pet pig just as white as it can be. It likes to roll in
+     the mud, and then it gets black and dirty like other pigs.
+     Sometimes it bites my brother Harry's toes, and then I think it is
+     a naughty pig.
+
+  GRACIE W.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  GREENSBURG, KENTUCKY.
+
+     Here is a game for rainy evenings I made up myself. It takes two
+     players to play it. Player No. 1 places a chair or table in the
+     centre of the room, and while Player No. 2 is shut outside, he
+     walks round the object as many times as he pleases. Then Player
+     No. 2 is called in, and will tell how many times his companion has
+     walked round the object.
+
+     The way to do it is this: When Player No. 2 is told to go outside,
+     he must hesitate a little, and perhaps say something in a careless
+     way to divert suspicion. Then Player No. 1 will tell him to go
+     three or four times. It is understood between the two players that
+     so many times as Player No. 2 is told to go, so many times will
+     Player No. 1 walk round the object; and if the players are
+     skillful, it is impossible for the spectators to detect in what
+     way they understand each other.
+
+     If any one in the audience suspects signs of any kind, Player No.
+     2 may offer to be blindfolded by the suspicious person.
+
+  JOHN H. B.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  ATLANTA, GEORGIA.
+
+     I live in the suburbs of Atlanta. We have had lots of birds' nests
+     in our yard this summer--mocking-birds, bluebirds, and sparrows.
+     On moonlight nights the mocking-bird sings far into the night.
+
+     When Pluto, our black cat, goes under the trees where the little
+     birds are, the old bird flies down, pecks him on the back, and
+     looks very angry. Pluto looks as if he would like to eat her at
+     one bite.
+
+     We have another cat, called Charity, because she came to us, and a
+     little black kitten named Potts.
+
+     I wish YOUNG PEOPLE was just full of "The Moral Pirates," but
+     mamma says that wouldn't be fair to the girls.
+
+     I have a little brother named Bayard, two years old. Thursday
+     night, when my uncle brings YOUNG PEOPLE, he says, "Luncle Leddie,
+     give me my YOUNG PEOPLE; show me my bootiful pictures and
+     Wiggles." Then he sits still while mamma reads him a story. He can
+     tell stories, too. He says: "A humble-bee stung a bluebird out in
+     the flont yard. Can't find me. 'Long come a big turkey and eat me
+     up. That's a big stoly for YOUNG PEOPLE."
+
+  STEWART H.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I live on a farm near the Great South Bay, and have great fun
+     bathing and catching crabs. Will crabs shed their shells in a car
+     if they are fed?
+
+     I am collecting birds' eggs and postage stamps, and would like to
+     exchange with any readers of YOUNG PEOPLE.
+
+  WILLIE R. WILBUR,
+  Sayville, Suffolk County, Long Island.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  LONG GROVE, IOWA.
+
+     I am eleven years old. I have taken HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE from the
+     first number, and like it very much. I have a brother who is just
+     thirteen years old, and he likes it as much as I do, and there is
+     a great rush to see who gets it first when it comes from the
+     office. Papa says we need two copies. Papa has taken HARPER'S
+     WEEKLY more than twelve years, and intends to take it always.
+
+     We have a pet white calf with black nose and eyes. We call it
+     Creamy. I feed it milk twice a day, and it eats apples from my
+     hand.
+
+     I made a white cake for my brother on his birthday from the recipe
+     sent by Altia Austin. It was very nice.
+
+  COSETTE M. M.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I have a pet dog named Topsy that will sit up, shake hands, kiss,
+     and jump through my arms. My little sister Genie has a cat that
+     tries to imitate my dog. I have the promise of a pair of pigeons,
+     and I have a lot of little chickens.
+
+     I am trying to make a scrap-book, and I am starting a collection
+     of stamps. If Paul S., of Bridgeport, Connecticut, will send me a
+     French postage stamp from one of his father's letters, I will send
+     him a Japanese one in return.
+
+  WILLIE D. VATER,
+  Care of S. Vater, Office of the _Daily Journal_,
+  Lafayette, Indiana.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  SHERBURNE FOUR CORNERS, NEW YORK.
+
+     I have just been reading YOUNG PEOPLE, and the last piece I read
+     was "Easy Botany." I liked it very much. I think YOUNG PEOPLE is
+     the best paper I ever saw.
+
+     I tried Nellie H.'s recipe for candy, and it was very nice. I
+     would like to know if she pulls it. I did mine, and I burned my
+     fingers.
+
+     I tumbled out of a cherry-tree the other day, and almost broke my
+     back.
+
+     We had an old dog named Watch, that we liked so much, and two
+     weeks ago he died.
+
+     I wish Puss Hunter would let me know if she ever tried my recipe
+     for bread.
+
+  FANNIE A. H.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I am ten years old. I have a collection of about five hundred
+     postage stamps, and would like to exchange with any readers of
+     YOUNG PEOPLE.
+
+  J. E. A.,
+  700 Court Street, Reading, Pennsylvania.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I am making a collection of stones, one from every State. I try to
+     get them about the size of a hen's egg. If any other correspondent
+     is making such a collection, I will be very glad to exchange a
+     stone from Michigan for one from any other State.
+
+  JESSIE I. BEAL,
+  Agricultural College, Lansing, Michigan.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I would like to exchange pressed flowers for birds' eggs with any
+     of the correspondents of Our Post-office Box.
+
+  BELLE ROSS,
+  Knoxville, Tennessee.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I would like to exchange postmarks of the United States or of
+     foreign countries with any readers of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE.
+
+  FRED L. B.,
+  337 Belleville Avenue, Newark, New Jersey.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I have a collection of postage stamps, and would gladly exchange
+     with any readers of YOUNG PEOPLE. I was born in the West Indies,
+     in the island of Curaçao, and I can get a great many stamps from
+     there. Correspondents will please send me a list of what stamps
+     they require, and what kinds they have to exchange.
+
+  ELIAS A. DE LIMA,
+  162 East Sixtieth Street, New York city.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I am collecting birds' eggs, and would like to exchange with any
+     of the correspondents of YOUNG PEOPLE. My sister takes the paper,
+     and I like to read it as well as she does.
+
+  HENRY A. FERGUSON,
+  P. O. Box 339, Rutland, Vermont
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I have just written to some of the boys who offer exchange through
+     Our Post-office Box, and I wish to say to any others that if they
+     will send a list of stamps they have to spare, and also of those
+     they would like to get, I will send them my lists in return, and
+     try to effect a satisfactory exchange with them.
+
+  WALTER S. DODGE,
+  700 Ninth Street, Washington, D. C.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I have had YOUNG PEOPLE from the first number, and like it very
+     much.
+
+     I have a very nice garden, and would like to exchange seeds with
+     any readers of YOUNG PEOPLE. I have morning-glories, double
+     lady's-slippers, and wax-plant.
+
+     I have been trying to learn how to cook, this vacation, and have
+     succeeded in clam chowder, which all liked very much.
+
+  MAGGIE SIMONTON,
+  424 West Twenty-ninth Street, New York city.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+B. W. T.--Fire-works were invented by the Chinese at a very early
+period, and the magnificence of their pyrotechnic exhibitions is still
+unsurpassed by the most beautiful displays of modern times. In Europe
+the Italians were the first to cultivate the pyrotechnic art.
+Exhibitions of rockets and set pieces were given in Italy in the early
+part of the sixteenth century, and the annual display which takes place
+at Easter on the ramparts of the Castle of San Angelo at Rome is still
+famous for its magnificent beauty. Some noted displays took place in
+France during the seventeenth century, and those given in Paris at the
+present time are marvels of ingenuity of design and brilliancy and
+variety of coloring. Filings of copper, zinc, and other metals in
+combination with certain chemicals are used to produce the brilliant
+stars which are thrown out by rockets as they explode. Although there is
+great beauty in many of the combinations of wheels and stars arranged on
+frames, in the troops of fiery pigeons flying back and forth, and in the
+wonderful presentations of sea-fights, buildings, and other devices to
+be seen at every grand pyrotechnic display, there is nothing so majestic
+as the rockets and bombs which rush upward to the sky, and, bursting,
+fill the air with showers of golden serpents, floating stars of
+brilliant, changing hues, and cascades of silver and gold rain.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+R. S. A.--The schooner yacht differs from the sloop only in rig,
+consequently an article on schooner yachts would be but little else than
+a repetition of that on sloops.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+C. A. SAVAGE.--The reason given you as the cause of low water is no
+doubt correct. If you can take note of the back-water above the mills,
+you will probably find the increase sufficient to balance the decrease
+below. The low water is especially noticeable during the present summer,
+when the long-continued drought of the early part of the season has
+dried up many of the small streams and springs which usually contribute
+to the volume of water in the river.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+ED.--A descriptive list of the publications of Messrs. Harper & Brothers
+will be sent, postage free, to any address in the United States, on the
+receipt of nine cents.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+D. D. LEE.--You will find some useful suggestions concerning catamarans
+in _The Canoe and the Flying Proa_, by W. L. Alden, a volume of
+"Harper's Half-hour Series."
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+DAISY G.--No article on silk-worms has been published in HARPER'S BAZAR,
+but there was an interesting paper in HARPER'S MAGAZINE on that subject,
+to which reference was made in Post-office Box No. 44.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+ALEXINA N., CARL S. H., HELEN R. F., AND OTHERS.--Write directly to the
+correspondents with whom you desire to make exchange.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Favors are acknowledged from Fannie W. B., Louie, Frank W., Winnie S.
+Gibbs, Miriam Hill, G. Y. M., Mary B. Reed, Clyde Marsh, Howard
+Starrett, Edwin F. Edgett, S. Birdie D., P. T. C., Amelia M. Smith,
+Helen M. Shearer, Florry and Daisy, Maud Dale, Pearl Collins, Maud
+Zeamer, Rosa Mary D., May Harvey, George Thomas.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Correct answers to puzzles are received from George D. S., Edward,
+Maggie Horn, K. T. W., M. E. Norcross, Nena C., Karl Kinkel, Addie
+Giles, Frank Lomas, Mary E. Fortenbaugh, "Morning Star," Effie K.
+Talboys, Myra M. Hendley, Charlie Rossmann, Florence E. Iffla,
+"Chiquot," G. Volckhausen, Ralph M. Fay, H. A. Bent, Daisy Violet
+Morris.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+PUZZLES FROM YOUNG CONTRIBUTORS.
+
+No. 1.
+
+ENIGMA.
+
+  My first in white, but not in black.
+  My second in nail, but not in tack.
+  My third in love, but not in hate.
+  My fourth in luck, but not in fate.
+  My fifth in ship, but not in boat.
+  My sixth in atom, not in mote.
+  My seventh in man, but not in boy.
+  My eighth in trouble, not in joy.
+  My ninth in head, but not in tail.
+  My tenth in turtle, not in snail.
+  My eleventh in cake, but not in bread.
+  My twelfth in yellow, not in red.
+  My thirteenth in wrong, but not in right.
+  My fourteenth in squire, not in knight.
+  My fifteenth in run, but not in walk.
+  My sixteenth in chatter, not in talk.
+  My seventeenth in horse, but not in mule.
+  My eighteenth in govern, not in rule,
+  My nineteenth in rain, but not in snow.
+  A warrior I, who long ago
+  In a famous battle won kingdom and crown,
+  And covered my name with high renown.
+
+  CARRIE.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+No. 2.
+
+DIAMONDS.
+
+1. In Scotland. A solid, heavy substance which easily changes its
+character. Something never at rest. A verb. In Scotland.
+
+2. In Constantinople. A bird. Agreeable to the taste. A verb. In
+Constantinople.
+
+  KATIE.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+No. 3.
+
+WORD SQUARES.
+
+1. First, to beg. Second, a rampart. Third, to suit. Fourth, steam.
+Fifth, a passageway.
+
+  GEORGE.
+
+2. First, a place for skating. Second, thought. Third, cleanly. Fourth,
+a girl's name.
+
+  EDWIN.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+No. 4.
+
+NUMERICAL CHARADE.
+
+  I am the title of a celebrated book composed of 16 letters.
+  My 4, 10, 2, 7, 14 is dirt.
+  My 12, 5, 11, 4 is an intoxicating beverage.
+  My 3, 14, 8, 16 signifies smaller.
+  My 13, 6, 9, 1, 3, 14, 15 are undulations.
+
+  WESTERN STAR.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+ANSWERS TO PUZZLES IN NO. 42.
+
+No. 1.
+
+  S I C K
+  I R O N
+  C O M E
+  K N E E
+
+No. 2.
+
+  N   o    W
+  A  nn    A
+  P  ilo   T
+  O   d    E
+  L andsee R
+  E  ar    L
+  O thell  O
+  N  er    O
+
+Napoleon, Waterloo.
+
+No. 3.
+
+Geranium.
+
+No. 4.
+
+1. Madrid. 2. Warsaw. 3. Athens. 4. Connecticut.
+
+No. 5.
+
+Ear, pear, year, bear, dear, gear, tear, fear, near, hear, rear, sear,
+wear.
+
+
+
+
+SPECIAL NOTICE.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+OUR NEW SERIAL STORY.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+In the next Number of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE will be found the opening
+chapter of a new serial story, entitled
+
+"WHO WAS PAUL GRAYSON?"
+
+written expressly for this paper by JOHN HABBERTON, so widely known as
+the author of "Helen's Babies." The story is one of school-boy life, and
+abounds in situations and incidents that will prove familiar to the
+experience of a large proportion of our readers. Over the life of Paul
+Grayson, the hero of the story, hangs a mystery that his schoolmates
+determine to solve, and which is at last cleared up in the most
+unexpected manner. The story will be fully and beautifully illustrated
+from original drawings.
+
+
+
+
+ADVERTISEMENTS.
+
+
+
+
+HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE.
+
+HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE will be issued every Tuesday, and may be had at
+the following rates--_payable in advance, postage free_:
+
+  SINGLE COPIES                     $0.04
+  ONE SUBSCRIPTION, _one year_       1.50
+  FIVE SUBSCRIPTIONS, _one year_     7.00
+
+Subscriptions may begin with any Number. When no time is specified, it
+will be understood that the subscriber desires to commence with the
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+
+Remittances should be made by POST-OFFICE MONEY ORDER or DRAFT, to avoid
+risk of loss.
+
+ADVERTISING.
+
+The extent and character of the circulation of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE
+will render it a first-class medium for advertising. A limited number of
+approved advertisements will be inserted on two inside pages at 75 cents
+per line.
+
+  Address
+  HARPER & BROTHERS,
+  Franklin Square, N. Y.
+
+
+
+
+COLUMBIA BICYCLE.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+Bicycle riding is the best as well as the healthiest of out-door sports;
+is easily learned and never forgotten. Send 3c. stamp for 24-page
+Illustrated Catalogue, containing Price-Lists and full information.
+
+THE POPE MFG. CO.,
+
+79 Summer St., Boston, Mass.
+
+
+
+
+CHILDREN'S
+
+PICTURE-BOOKS.
+
+     Square 4to, about 300 pages each, beautifully printed on Tinted
+     Paper, embellished with many Illustrations, bound in Cloth, $1.50
+     per volume.
+
+The Children's Picture-Book of Sagacity of Animals.
+
+     With Sixty Illustrations by HARRISON WEIR.
+
+The Children's Bible Picture-Book.
+
+     With Eighty Illustrations, from Designs by STEINLE, OVERBECK,
+     VEIT, SCHNORR, &c.
+
+The Children's Picture Fable-Book.
+
+     Containing One Hundred and Sixty Fables. With Sixty Illustrations
+     by HARRISON WEIR.
+
+The Children's Picture-Book of Birds.
+
+     With Sixty-one Illustrations by W. HARVEY.
+
+The Children's Picture-Book of Quadrupeds and other Mammalia.
+
+     With Sixty-one Illustrations by W. HARVEY.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Published by HARPER & BROTHERS, New York.
+
+_Sent by mail, postage prepaid, to any part of the United States, on
+receipt of the price._
+
+
+
+
+OUR CHILDREN'S SONGS.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Our Children's Songs. Illustrated. 8vo, Ornamental Cover, $1.00.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+This is a large collection of songs for the nursery, for childhood, for
+boys and for girls, and sacred songs for all. The range of subjects is a
+wide one, and the book is handsomely illustrated.--_Philadelphia
+Ledger._
+
+Songs for the nursery, songs for childhood, for girlhood, boyhood,
+and sacred songs--the whole melody of childhood and youth bound in
+one cover. Full of lovely pictures; sweet mother and baby faces;
+charming bits of scenery, and the dear old Bible story-telling
+pictures.--_Churchman_, N. Y.
+
+The best compilation of songs for the children that we have ever
+seen.--_New Bedford Mercury._
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Published by HARPER & BROTHERS, New York.
+
+HARPER & BROTHERS _will send the above work by mail, postage prepaid, to
+any part of the United States, on receipt of the price_.
+
+
+
+
+Harper's New and Enlarged Catalogue,
+
+With a COMPLETE ANALYTICAL INDEX, and a VISITORS' GUIDE TO THEIR
+ESTABLISHMENT,
+
+Sent by mail on receipt of Nine Cents.
+
+HARPER & BROTHERS, FRANKLIN SQUARE, N. Y.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: SOME ANSWERS TO WIGGLE No. 13, OUR ARTIST'S IDEA, AND NEW
+WIGGLE No. 14.]
+
+The following also sent in answers to Wiggle No. 13:
+
+W. H. Western, C. Flagler, Philip P. Cruder, Ben S. Darrow, C. W. Lyman,
+Harry J. F., F. Holton, Marvin Burt, W. M. Hill, Ettie Houston, Fred
+Houston, Sallie Whitaker, Lulu Craft, Charles N. Hoar, Bertha Thompson,
+Gussie Horton, Sadie Clark, Effie K. Talboys, Pen. Percival, Abby Park,
+T. K., Bessy F., Alexis Shriver. Sam, Bessie Linn, Winyah Lodge, Nella
+Coover, C. C. McClaughry, Hal, J. S. Bushnell, Jasper Blines, Theo. F.
+John, G. F. D., J. R., Percy F. Jomieson, W. Fowler, Johnnie Fletcher,
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+Jocob, Ellis C. Kent, Toots, Theresa Morro, Rebecca Hedges, Josie
+Parker, Maude T., Ella S., Maude S., Roy S., H. S. K., Stella M. L.,
+Jessie Lee Reno, W. T. Broom, Leon Fobes, R. B., C. B. H., Edith
+Bidwell, Louise M. Gross, E. L. S., Willard R. Drake, Herbert F. R.,
+Eddie J. Hequembourg, C. H. Newman, Louise Buckner, C. H. N. S., Lizzie
+E. Hillyer, Edith G. White, Mazie, Aggie May Mason, Harry R. Barlett,
+Bessie G. Barlett, John H. Barlett, Jun., Fred Wendt, Alfred Wendt, Emma
+L. Davis, Annie Dale Jones, Frank Lowas, H. M. Western, Oscar M. Chase,
+May A. Vinton, William B. Jennings, Willie G. Hughes, Cora A. Binninger,
+G. R. N., A. M. N., Fred A. Conklin, G. Simpson, Howard Starrett, Gus
+Busteed, H. M. P., G. M., Charles Platt, Gilbert Moseley, A. T. D., Ges.
+Haywood, Julia B. Smith, W. M., G. G. Kauffman, Mary C. Green, J. N.
+Howe, Louis Gooss, C. C., Percy Griffin, Roswell Starrett, Etta M.
+Gilbreath, Charles E. Simonson, Wilfred H. Warner, Walter A. Draper,
+Charley Nash, Daniel Rogers, Clinton Starin, William O. Brackett,
+Estelle Moshberger, Gertie G., Katie G., E. R. Hall, Harry N., Wiggler.
+
+
+
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+<div class='center'>
+<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary="">
+<tr><td align='left'><a href="#WALLY_THE_WRECK-BOY"><b>WALLY, THE WRECK-BOY.</b></a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THE_MORAL_PIRATES"><b>THE MORAL PIRATES.</b></a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><a href="#BITS_OF_ADVICE"><b>BITS OF ADVICE.</b></a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THE_HOMES_OF_THE_FARMING_ANTS"><b>THE HOMES OF THE FARMING ANTS.</b></a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><a href="#A_ROYAL_THIEF"><b>A ROYAL THIEF.</b></a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THE_STORY_OF_THE_AMERICAN_NAVY"><b>THE STORY OF THE AMERICAN NAVY.</b></a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><a href="#IN_SEPTEMBER"><b>IN SEPTEMBER.</b></a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><a href="#WHAT_THE_BABIES_SAID"><b>WHAT THE BABIES SAID.</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="#WIGGLES"><b>WIGGLES</b></a></td></tr>
+</table></div>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_649" id="Page_649">[Pg 649]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 1000px;">
+<img src="images/ill_001.jpg" width="1000" height="386" alt="Banner: Harper&#39;s Young People" title="" />
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+
+<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.&mdash;<span class="smcap">No</span>. 45.</td><td align='center'><span class="smcap">Published by HARPER &amp; BROTHERS, New York</span>.</td><td align='right'><span class="smcap">Price Four Cents</span>.</td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>Tuesday, September 7, 1880.</td><td align='center'>Copyright, 1880, by <span class="smcap">Harper &amp; 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: 656px;"><a name="WALLY_THE_WRECK-BOY" id="WALLY_THE_WRECK-BOY"></a>
+<img src="images/ill_002.jpg" width="656" height="700" alt="LIGHT-HOUSE SKETCHES." title="" />
+<span class="caption">LIGHT-HOUSE SKETCHES.</span>
+</div>
+
+<h2>WALLY, THE WRECK-BOY.</h2>
+
+<h3>A STORY OF THE NORTHERN COAST.</h3>
+
+<h3>BY FRANK H. TAYLOR.</h3>
+
+<p>His real name is Wallace, but his mates always called him "Wally," and
+although he is now a big broad-shouldered young mariner, he is still
+pointed out as the "wreck-boy." One summer not long ago Wally sailed
+with me for a week out upon the blue waters across the bar after
+blue-fish, or among the winding tide-water creeks for sheep's-head, and
+it was then, by means of many questions, that I heard the following
+story.</p>
+
+<p>Wally's father was a light-house keeper. The great brick tower stood
+aloft among the sand-hills, making the little house which nestled at its
+base look dwarfish and cramped.</p>
+
+<p>Wally was about twelve years old, and seldom had the good fortune to
+find a playmate. Two miles down the beach, at Three Pine Point, stood a
+handsome cottage that was occupied by Mr. Burton, a city gentleman and a
+great ship-owner, during the summer, and sometimes his daughter Elsie, a
+bright-eyed little girl, would come<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_650" id="Page_650">[Pg 650]</a></span> riding along the sands from the
+cottage behind a small donkey, and ask Wally to show her his "museum."</p>
+
+<p>It was a matter of great pride with the boy to exhibit the many curious
+shells, bits of sea-weed, sharks' teeth, fish bones, and the full-rigged
+ships he had whittled out and completed on winter nights, and Elsie was
+an earnest listener to all his explanations, showing him in return the
+pictures she had made in her sketch-book.</p>
+
+<p>Not far from the light-house stood a life-saving station&mdash;a strong
+two-story building, shingled upon its sides to make it warmer. Here,
+through the winter months, lived a crew of brave fishermen, who were
+always ready to launch the life-boat, and go out through the stormy
+waters to help shipwrecked sailors.</p>
+
+<p>Wally was a favorite here, and spent much of his time listening to the
+tales they told of ocean dangers and escapes; but he liked best of all
+to trudge along the sands with the guard on dark nights, lantern in
+hand, watching for ships in distress. The captain of the crew, who was
+an old seaman, taught him the use of the compass and quadrant, and other
+matters of navigation, while the rest showed him how to pull an oar,
+steer, and swim, until he could manage a boat as well as any of them.</p>
+
+<p>Just before sunset each day Wally's father climbed the iron steps of the
+light tower, and started the lamp, which slowly revolved within the
+great crystal lens, flashing out four times each minute its beam of
+warning across the stormy waters. Every few hours it was the watcher's
+duty to pump oil into a holder above the light, from which it flowed in
+a steady stream to the round wicks below. If this was neglected, the
+lamp would cease to burn.</p>
+
+<p>Wally, who was an ingenious boy, had placed a small bit of mirror in his
+little bedroom in the attic so that as he lay in bed he could see the
+reflection of the flash across the waters. One wild October evening he
+had watched it until he fell asleep, and in the night was awakened by
+the roaring gusts of the gale which swept over the lonely sands, and he
+missed the faithful flash upon his mirror. <i>The light had gone out!</i></p>
+
+<p>Many ships out upon the sea were sailing to and fro, and there was no
+light to guide them or warn them of dangerous shoals. Nearer and nearer
+some of them were drifting to their fate, and still the beacon gave no
+warning of danger.</p>
+
+<p>The light-keeper, hours before, had gone out upon the narrow gallery
+about the top of the tower to look at the storm, just as a large wild
+fowl, bewildered by the glare, had flown with great speed toward it, and
+striking the keeper's head, had laid him senseless upon the iron
+grating.</p>
+
+<p>I have seen fractures in the lenses, or glass reflectors, of
+light-houses as large as your two fists, such as it would require a
+heavy sledge-hammer to break by human force, caused by the fierce flight
+of wild fowl; and a netting of iron wire is usually spread upon three
+sides of the lens as a protection to the light. Sometimes a large number
+of dead birds will be found at the foot of the light-house in the
+morning after a stormy autumn night, when wild-geese are flying
+southward.</p>
+
+<p>Wally sprang from his bed, full of dread lest his father had fallen to
+the ground; for he knew he would never sleep at his post of duty. But
+first in his thoughts was the need of starting the lamp again. Calling
+to his mother, he sped up the spiral stairway, which never seemed so
+long before, and began to pump the oil. Then he lighted the wick from a
+small lantern burning in the watch-room, and pumped again until the oil
+tank was quite full. His mother in the mean time had found the form of
+the keeper, and partially restored him. Wally stepped out upon the
+gallery to find his father's hat, and looking seaward, saw something
+which for a moment made him sick with terror. In the midst of the
+breakers lay a large square-rigged vessel, helplessly pounding to pieces
+upon the outer bar. In the intervals of the wind's moaning Wally could
+hear the despairing cries of those on board, who seemed to call to him
+to save them.</p>
+
+<p>The life-saving station was not yet opened for the season. The captain
+and his men lived upon the mainland, across a wide and swift-flowing
+channel in the marsh, called the "Thoroughfare." To reach them was of
+the most vital importance, for their hands only could drag out and man
+the heavy surf-boat, or fire the mortar, and rig the life-car.</p>
+
+<p>All this passed through Wally's mind in a few seconds, and knowing that
+his helpless father could do nothing, and that an alarm might make him
+worse, he sped silently down the stairway, and setting fire to a "Coston
+torch," such as are used by the coast-guard in cases of wreck, he rushed
+from the house, swinging the torch, that burned with a bright red flame,
+above his head as he ran.</p>
+
+<p>Half a mile across the sands there was a small boat landing, where a
+skiff usually lay moored.</p>
+
+<p>Toward this Wally sped with all his strength; but, alas! the waves had
+lifted it, the winds had broken it from its moorings, and it was
+floating miles away down the "Thoroughfare," and now Wally stood upon
+the landing, in the blackness of the night, full of despair. He might
+swim, but he had never tried half the width of the channel before. He
+looked into the blackness beyond, and hesitated; then at the
+light-house, where his mother still sat in the little watch-room
+ministering to his injured father; then he thought of the poor men out
+in the breakers, whose lives depended upon his reaching the crew.</p>
+
+<p>But a moment longer he stood, and then throwing off his coat, he tied a
+sleeve securely about a post so it would be known, in case he should
+fail, how he had lost his life. And now he was in the icy waters. The
+wind helped him along, but the incoming tide swept him far out of his
+course. As he gained the middle of the channel he thought how bitter the
+consequences might be to his father if the crew of the ship were lost,
+for who would believe the story of the wild fowl's blow? This nerved his
+tired arms, but the effort was too much for his strength. He paused, and
+threw up his arms. As his form sank beneath the waves, his toes touched
+the muddy bottom, and his hand swept among some weeds. One more effort
+as he came to the surface, and now he could stand with his mouth out of
+water. A moment's rest, and he was tearing aside the dense flags that
+bordered the channel.</p>
+
+<p>The captain, a good mile from the Thoroughfare, had left his warm bed to
+fasten a loose window-shutter, when he saw a small form tottering toward
+him, and Wally fell, weak and voiceless, at his feet. Restoratives were
+brought, and the boy told his story.</p>
+
+<p>Ten minutes later half a dozen of the crew were on their way to the
+landing, Wally, now fully recovered, foremost among them. He seemed to
+possess wonderful strength. They crossed the channel, and dragged out
+the great life-boat from its house. It hardly appeared possible to
+launch it in such a sea, but each man, in his excitement, had the
+strength of two, and without waiting to be bid, Wally leaped into the
+stern and grasped the helm.</p>
+
+<p>"Well done, boy!" cried the captain. "I'll take an oar: we need all help
+to-night."</p>
+
+<p>Through the night the faithful crew pulled, bringing load after load of
+men, women, and children from the wreck of the <i>Argonaut</i> to the shore,
+until all were saved. The little house under the light was well filled,
+and the sailors were crowded into the life-saving station.</p>
+
+<p>"Where is my father?" asked Wally; and as a man came forward with his
+head bandaged, in reply, the boy sank down, and a blackness came over
+his eyes.</p>
+
+<p>When he recovered he was in a beautiful room, into which the sun shone,
+lighting up the bright walls, pictures, and carpets. He was on a pretty
+bedstead, and a strange lady sat by the window talking to his mother.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_651" id="Page_651">[Pg 651]</a></span>
+He thought it all a dream. The door opened, and Mr. Burton came in,
+dressed in a fisherman's suit. How queer he looked in such a garb! and
+Wally laughed at the sight, and thought that when he awoke he would tell
+his mother about it.</p>
+
+<p>It happened that the ship which had come ashore was one belonging to Mr.
+Burton, who was on board, returning from a trip to the Mediterranean. So
+he had opened the cottage at Three Pine Point, and as the little house
+under the light was full, had insisted upon having Wally, with some
+others, brought to his summer home, where he could care for them.</p>
+
+<p>Everybody had learned of the boy's brave swim, all had seen him in the
+life-boat, and they were anxious to have him recover soon.</p>
+
+<p>Wally, too, learned that the ship had become helpless long before she
+had struck the shore, and that her loss was not caused by his father's
+mishap.</p>
+
+<p>When Wally had recovered, Mr. Burton and some of the other passengers
+insisted upon taking him to the city, where they had a full suit of
+wrecker's clothes made for him&mdash;cork jacket, sou'wester, and all. He was
+also presented with a silver watch and a medal for his bravery. When he
+was dressed in his new suit, Miss Elsie made a sketch of him, whereupon
+Wally blushed more than he had done during all the praises lavished upon
+him.</p>
+
+<p>At the close of the next summer Mr. Burton arranged with the
+light-keeper to let him send Wally to a city school, and for the next
+four years the boy lived away from the little house on the sands, making
+only occasional visits to his home.</p>
+
+<p>Then Mr. Burton took him into his office, where he worked faithfully for
+two years; but his old life by the sea caused a longing for a sailor's
+career, and his employer wisely allowed him to go upon a cruise in one
+of his ships. Upon the following voyage he was made a mate, and this
+year he is to command a new ship now being built. Captain Wally was
+asked the other day to suggest a name for the new craft, and promptly
+gave as his choice the <i>Elsie</i>.</p>
+
+<p>And Elsie Burton, who is now an artist, has painted two pictures for the
+Captain's cabin. One is called "The Loss of the <i>Argonaut</i>," and the
+other, "Wally, the Wreck-Boy."</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h4><a name="THE_MORAL_PIRATES" id="THE_MORAL_PIRATES"></a>[Begun in No. 31 of <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span>, June 1.]</h4>
+
+<h2>THE MORAL PIRATES.</h2>
+
+<h3>BY W.&nbsp;L. ALDEN.</h3>
+
+<h3><span class="smcap">Chapter XV</span>.</h3>
+
+<p>There was only one fault to be found with Brandt Lake&mdash;there was hardly
+anything to shoot in its vicinity. Occasionally a deer could be found;
+but at the season of the year when the boys were at the lake it was
+contrary to law to kill deer. It was known that there were bears in that
+part of the country as well as lynxes&mdash;or catamounts, as they are
+generally called; but they were so scarce that no one thought of hunting
+them. Harry did succeed in shooting three pigeons and a quail, and Tom
+shot a gray squirrel; but the bears, deer, catamounts, and ducks that
+they had expected to shoot did not show themselves.</p>
+
+<p>On the other hand, they had any quantity of fishing. Perch and cat-fish
+swarmed all around the island; and large pickerel, some of them weighing
+six or eight pounds, could be caught by trolling. Two miles farther
+north was another lake that was full of trout, and the boys visited it
+several times, and found out how delicious a trout is when it is cooked
+within half an hour after it is taken from the water. In fact, they
+lived principally upon fish, and became so dainty that they would not
+condescend to cook any but the choicest trout and the plumpest cat-fish
+and pickerel.</p>
+
+<p>It must be confessed that there was a good deal of monotony in their
+daily life. In the morning somebody went for milk, after which breakfast
+was cooked and eaten. Then one of the boys would take the gun and tramp
+through the woods in the hope of finding something to shoot, while the
+others would either go fishing or lie in the shade. Once they devoted a
+whole day to sailing entirely around the lake in the boat, and another
+day a long rainstorm kept them inside of the tent most of the time. With
+these exceptions, one day was remarkably like another; and at the end of
+two weeks they began to grow a little tired of camping, and to remember
+that there were ways of enjoying themselves at home.</p>
+
+<p>Their final departure from their island camp was caused by an accident.
+They had decided to row to the southern end of the lake, and engage a
+team to meet them the following week, and to carry them to Glenn's
+Falls, where they intended to ship the boat on board a canal-boat bound
+for New York, and to return home by rail. To avoid the heat of the sun,
+they started down the lake immediately after breakfast, and forgot to
+put out the fire before they left the island.</p>
+
+<p>After they had rowed at least a mile, Tom, who sat facing the stern,
+noticed a light wreath of smoke rising from the island, and remarked,
+"Our fire is burning yet; we ought not to have gone and left it."</p>
+
+<p>Harry looked back, and saw that the cloud of smoke was rapidly
+increasing.</p>
+
+<p>"It's not the fire that's making all that smoke," he exclaimed.</p>
+
+<p>"What is it, then?" asked Tom.</p>
+
+<p>"Perhaps it's water," said Joe. "I always thought that where there was
+smoke there must be fire; but Harry says it isn't fire."</p>
+
+<p>"I mean," continued Harry, "that we didn't leave fire enough to make so
+much smoke. It must have spread and caught something."</p>
+
+<p>"Caught the tent, most likely," said Tom. "Let's row back right away and
+put it out."</p>
+
+<p>"What's the use?" interrupted Jim. "That tent is as dry as tinder, and
+will burn up before we can get half way there."</p>
+
+<p>"We must get back as soon as we can," cried Harry. "All our things are
+in the tent. Row your best, boys, and we may save them yet."</p>
+
+<p>The boat was quickly turned and headed toward the camp.</p>
+
+<p>"There's one reason why I'm not particularly anxious to help put that
+fire out," Joe remarked, as they approached the island, and could see
+that a really alarming fire was in progress.</p>
+
+<p>"What's that?" asked Harry.</p>
+
+<p>"As near as I can calculate, there must be about two pounds&mdash;"</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 518px;">
+<img src="images/ill_003.jpg" width="518" height="600" alt="DESTRUCTION OF THE CAMP.&mdash;Drawn by A.&nbsp;B. Frost." title="" />
+<span class="caption">DESTRUCTION OF THE CAMP.&mdash;<span class="smcap">Drawn by A.&nbsp;B. Frost</span>.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>He was interrupted by a loud report from the island, and a shower of
+pebbles, sticks, and small articles&mdash;among which a shoe and a tin pail
+were recognized&mdash;shot into the air.</p>
+
+<p>"&mdash;of powder," Joe continued, "in the flask. I thought it would blow up;
+and now that it's all gone, I don't mind landing on the island."</p>
+
+<p>"Everything must be ruined," exclaimed Jim.</p>
+
+<p>"Lucky for us that we put on our shoes this morning," Tom remarked, as
+he rowed steadily on. "That must have been one of my other pair that
+just went up."</p>
+
+<p>When they reached the island they could not at first land, on account of
+the heat of the flames; but they could plainly see that the tent and
+everything in it had been totally destroyed. After waiting for half an
+hour the fire burned itself out, so that they could approach their dock
+and land on the smoking ash heap that an hour before had<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_652" id="Page_652">[Pg 652]</a></span> been such a
+beautiful shady spot. There was hardly anything left that was of any
+use. A tin pan, a fork, and the hatchet were found uninjured; but all
+their clothing and other stores were either burned to ashes or so badly
+scorched as to be useless. Quite overwhelmed by their disaster, the boys
+sat down and looked at one another.</p>
+
+<p>"We've got to go home now, whether we want to or not," Harry said, as he
+poked the ashes idly with a stick.</p>
+
+<p>"Well, we meant to go home in a few days anyway," said Tom; "so the fire
+hasn't got very much the better of us."</p>
+
+<p>"But I hate to have everything spoiled, and to have to go in this sort
+of way. Our tin pans and fishing-tackle aren't worth much, but all our
+spare clothes have gone."</p>
+
+<p>"You've got your uncle's gun in the boat, so that's all right,"
+suggested Tom, encouragingly. "As long as the gun and the boat are safe,
+we needn't mind about a few flannel shirts and things."</p>
+
+<p>"But it's such a pity to be driven away, when we were having such a
+lovely time," continued Harry.</p>
+
+<p>"That's rubbish, Harry," said Joe. "We were all beginning to get tired
+of camping out. I think it's jolly to have the cruise end this way, with
+a lot of fire-works. It's like the transformation scene at the theatre.
+Besides, it saves us the trouble of carrying a whole lot of things back
+with us."</p>
+
+<p>"The thing to do now," remarked Tom, "is to row right down to the
+outlet, and get a team to take us to Glenn's Falls this afternoon. We
+can't sleep here, unless we build a hut, and then we wouldn't have a
+blanket to cover us. Don't let's waste any more time talking about it."</p>
+
+<p>"That's so. Take your places in the boat, boys, and we'll start for
+home." So saying, Harry led the way to the boat, and in a few moments
+the <i>Whitewing</i> was homeward bound.</p>
+
+<p>The boys were lucky enough to find a man who engaged to take them to
+Glenn's Falls in time to catch the afternoon train for Albany. They
+stopped at the Falls only long enough to see the <i>Whitewing</i> safely on
+board a canal-boat, and they reached Albany in time to go down the river
+on the night boat.</p>
+
+<p>After a supper that filled the colored waiters with astonishment, the
+boys selected arm-chairs on the forward deck, and began to talk over the
+cruise. They all agreed that they had had a splendid time, in spite of
+hard work and frequent wettings.</p>
+
+<p>"We'll go on another cruise next summer, sure," said Harry. "Where shall
+we go?"</p>
+
+<p>Tom was the first to reply. Said he, "I've been thinking that we can do
+better than we did this time."</p>
+
+<p>"How so?" asked the other boys.</p>
+
+<p>"The <i>Whitewing</i> is an awfully nice boat," Tom continued, "but she is
+too small. We ought to have a boat that we can sleep in comfortably, and
+without getting wet every night."</p>
+
+<p>"But then," Harry suggested, "you couldn't drag a bigger boat round a
+dam."</p>
+
+<p>"We can't drag the <i>Whitewing</i> round much of a dam. She's too big to be
+handled on land, and too little to be comfortable. Now here's my plan."</p>
+
+<p>"Let's have it," cried the other boys.</p>
+
+<p>"We can hire a cat-boat about twenty feet long, and she'll be big
+enough, so that we can rig up a canvas cabin at night. We can anchor
+her, and sleep on board her every night. We can carry mattresses, so we
+needn't sleep on stones and stumps&mdash;"</p>
+
+<p>"And coffee-pots," interrupted Joe.</p>
+
+<p>"&mdash;and we can take lots of things, and live comfortably. We can sail
+instead of rowing; and though I like to row as well as the next fellow,
+we've had a little too much of that. Now we'll get a cat-boat next
+summer, and we'll cruise from New York Bay to Montauk Point. We can go
+all the way through the bays on the south side, and there are only three
+places where we will have to get a team of horses to drag the boat
+across a little bit of flat meadow. I know all about it, for I studied
+it out on the map one day. What do you say to that for a cruise?"</p>
+
+<p>"I'll go," said Harry.</p>
+
+<p>"And I'll go," said Jim.</p>
+
+<p>"Hurrah for the cat-boat!" said Joe. "We can be twice as moral and
+piratical in a sail-boat as we can in a row-boat, even if it is the dear
+little <i>Whitewing</i>."</p>
+
+<h4><span class="smcap">the end</span>.</h4>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_653" id="Page_653">[Pg 653]</a></span></p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 390px;">
+<img src="images/ill_004.jpg" width="390" height="400" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 26em;">In Africa wandered a yak;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 26em;">A jaguar jumped up on his back.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 27em;">Said the yak, with a frown,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 27em;">"Prithee quick get thee down;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 26em;">You're almost too heavy, alack!"</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="BITS_OF_ADVICE" id="BITS_OF_ADVICE"></a>BITS OF ADVICE.</h2>
+
+<h3>ENTERTAINING FRIENDS.</h3>
+
+<h3>BY AUNT MARJORIE PRECEPT.</h3>
+
+<p>I once overheard a little bit of talk between two school-girls, one of
+whom said, "Well, the Ames family are coming to our house next week, and
+for my part I dread it. I don't expect to have a mite of enjoyment while
+they are with us. I can not entertain people." I have forgotten her
+companion's reply, but I know that the feeling is common among young
+people, and when guests arrive they often slip off the responsibility of
+making them happy upon papa and mamma. This is hardly fair. The art of
+hospitality is really as easily acquired as a knowledge of geography or
+grammar.</p>
+
+<p>In the first place, the young girls in a family when expecting friends
+of their own age should see that their rooms are pleasantly arranged,
+the beds freshly made, toilet soap provided, and plenty of towels and
+water at hand. Not new towels, dear girls; they are hard and slippery,
+and nobody likes them. There should be a comb and brush, a button-hook,
+pins in plenty, and space in the closet to hang dresses and coats, as
+well as an empty drawer in the bureau at the guest's service. By
+attending to these little things themselves, girls can take quite a
+burden from their busy mothers. Then both boys and girls should have in
+mind some sort of plan by which to carry on operations during the days
+of their friends' stay. So far as possible it is well to lay aside
+unnecessary work for the time. As for the morning and evening duties
+which belong to every day's course, attend to them faithfully, but do
+not let them drag. Never make apologies if you happen to have some
+occupation which you fear may seem very humble in the eyes of your
+guest. All home service is honorable.</p>
+
+<p>If you live in the country there will be fishing, nutting, climbing,
+riding, driving, and exploring; all of which you can offer to your
+friends. Be sure that you have fishing-tackle, poles, and baskets,
+harness in order, and, in short, everything in readiness for your
+various expeditions. To most out-of-door excursions a nice luncheon is
+an agreeable addition, and you need not upset the house nor disturb the
+cook in order to arrange this, for sandwiches, gingerbread, cookies,
+crackers, and similar simple refreshments, can be obtained in most homes
+without much difficulty. Every boy, as well as every girl, should know
+how to make a good cup of coffee by a woodland fire.</p>
+
+<p>In town there are museums, picture-galleries, and concerts, as well as
+various shows, to delight guests from a distance. In the season you can
+take them to the beach or the parks. But whether in town or country, do
+not wear your friends out by too much going about, nor ever let them
+feel that you are taking trouble for them, nor yet that they are
+neglected. Forget your own convenience, but remember their comfort.
+Study their tastes and consult their wishes in a quiet way.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 344px;">
+<img src="images/ill_005.jpg" width="344" height="400" alt="A LIVELY TEAM." title="" />
+<span class="caption">A LIVELY TEAM.</span>
+</div>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="THE_HOMES_OF_THE_FARMING_ANTS" id="THE_HOMES_OF_THE_FARMING_ANTS"></a>THE HOMES OF THE FARMING ANTS.</h2>
+
+<h3>BY CHARLES MORRIS.</h3>
+
+<p>Woodbine Cottage was just a gem of a place. If any of my readers have
+ever seen a gem of a place, they will know exactly what that means. For
+those who have not been so fortunate, I will say that it was the
+prettiest of cottages, with no end of angles and gables, of shady nooks
+and sunny corners, and of cunning ins and outs; while to its very roof
+the fragrant woodbine climbed and clambered, and the bees buzzed about
+the honeyed blossoms as if they were just wild with delight.</p>
+
+<p>That was Woodbine Cottage itself. But I have said nothing about its
+surroundings&mdash;the neat flower beds, and the prattling brook that ran by
+just at the foot of the garden, the green lawn as smooth as a table, and
+the great spreading elm-tree in its centre, against which Uncle Ben
+Mason was so fond of leaning his chair in the bright summer afternoons,
+and where Harry and Willie Mason liked nothing better than to lie at his
+feet on the greensward, and coax him to tell them about the wonderful
+things he had seen and the marvellous things he had read.</p>
+
+<p>It was only the afternoon succeeding that in which he<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_654" id="Page_654">[Pg 654]</a></span> had told them the
+strange story of the honey ants, and they were at him again, anxious to
+know something more about ant life.</p>
+
+<p>"You know, Uncle Ben," pleaded Harry, coaxingly, "that you said there
+were ever so many other queer things about them."</p>
+
+<p>"And that they milked cows. And that some of them were just soldiers,"
+broke in Willie, eagerly. "And&mdash;and&mdash;" The little fellow was quite at a
+loss for words in his eagerness.</p>
+
+<p>"Now, now, now!" cried Uncle Ben; "you don't want me to tell you all at
+once, I hope?"</p>
+
+<p>"Tell us sumfin, Uncle Ben&mdash;sumfin of just the queerest you knows,"
+pleaded Willie; "cos I wants to know 'bout them ever so much."</p>
+
+<p>"Very well. Suppose I describe the farmer ants."</p>
+
+<p>"The farmer ants!" cried Harry, with interest.</p>
+
+<p>"Yes, there is a species of ants in Texas that have farms of their own,
+and gather the grain in when it is ripe, and store it away in their
+granaries; and some people say that they plant the seed in the spring,
+just like human farmers. But others think that this part of the story is
+very doubtful."</p>
+
+<p>"You don't believe that, do you, Uncle Ben?" asked Harry, doubtingly.
+"Why, that would be making them folks at once."</p>
+
+<p>"They are very much like folks without that," said his uncle, settling
+himself back easily in his chair, and gazing down with his kindly glance
+on his eager young nephews.</p>
+
+<p>"If you could see one of their clearings," he continued. "But maybe you
+don't care to hear about them?"</p>
+
+<p>"Yes, we does," cried Willie, eagerly.</p>
+
+<p>"I do, ever so much. I know that," chimed in Harry.</p>
+
+<p>"Well, then, if you will keep just as quiet as two mice, I will tell you
+the story of our little black farmers. They are, in some ways, the
+strangest of all ants. You have seen little ant-hills thrown up in the
+sand about an inch across; but these ants build great solid mounds,
+surrounded by a level court-yard, sometimes as much as ten or twelve
+feet in diameter. Here they do not suffer a blade of grass nor a weed to
+grow, and the whole clearing is as smooth and hard as a barn floor. This
+is no light labor, I can tell you, for wild plants grow very fast and
+strong under the hot suns of Texas."</p>
+
+<p>"But how do they do it?" asked Harry.</p>
+
+<p>"You would laugh to see them," continued his uncle. "They bite off every
+blade of grass near the root, some seize it with their fore-legs, and
+twist and pull at it, while others run up to the top of the blade, and
+bend it down with their weight. It is not long before the great tree, as
+it must seem to the ants, comes toppling down. The roots are left in the
+ground to die out, just as a Western wood-cutter leaves the roots of his
+trees."</p>
+
+<p>"It must be a funny sight," exclaimed Harry.</p>
+
+<p>"Does they keep stables for their cows?" asked Willie, who could not get
+over his interest in the ants' milking operations.</p>
+
+<p>"Not they. These ants do not keep cows," returned Uncle Ben.</p>
+
+<p>"They're mighty queer farmers, then," replied Willie, contemptuously.</p>
+
+<p>"They are grain farmers, not dairy farmers," was the amused reply. "But
+I have not finished telling you about their clearings. There is nothing
+stranger in the world, when we consider how they are made. They may
+often be seen surrounded by a circle of tall weeds, great, fast-growing
+fellows, two or three feet high, that look very much as if they would
+like to step in on the ants' play-ground. But the active little
+creatures do not suffer any intrusion upon their domain."</p>
+
+<p>"It is odd how they can cut down so many grass trees without tools,"
+said Harry.</p>
+
+<p>"They have better tools than you think," replied Uncle Ben. "Their hard,
+horny mandibles are good cutting instruments, and are used for teeth,
+saws, chisels, and pincers all in one. They form a sort of compound
+tool."</p>
+
+<p>"I'd like to see them ever so much," cried Willie. "But, Uncle Ben,
+where does they live? Cos they can't be running 'bout all the time
+out-of-doors. I know that."</p>
+
+<p>"And they must have some place to put their crops in," said Harry.</p>
+
+<p>"Their houses are in the centre of the clearing," continued their uncle.
+"They are usually rounded mounds of earth, with a depression in the top,
+of the shape of a basin. In the centre of this basin is a small hole,
+forming the entrance to the ant city, which is all built under-ground.
+If you could see one of these mounds cut open, you would be surprised to
+behold the multitude of galleries not more than a quarter or half an
+inch high, running in all directions. Some of them lead up and down to
+the upper and lower stories of the establishment. At the ends of these
+galleries are many apartments, some of which serve as nurseries where
+the young ants are kept, and others as granaries where the grain is
+stored up. The granaries are sometimes one and three-quarter inches
+high, and two inches wide, neatly roofed over, and filled to the roof
+with grain. That may not seem much of a barn, but if you had one in the
+same proportion to your size, it would need no trifle of grain to fill
+it."</p>
+
+<p>"But you said they were farmer ants," cried Harry, as if he fancied he
+had now got his uncle in a tight place, "and you haven't said a word
+about their wheat fields."</p>
+
+<p>"And you tole us they didn't keep cows, too," put in Willie,
+triumphantly.</p>
+
+<p>"But I am not half through my story yet," replied Uncle Ben, with a
+quiet smile. "We have only been talking about their homes and their
+clearings. Now suppose we take a stroll out to the wheat fields by one
+of the great roads which the ants make."</p>
+
+<p>"Roads!" cried both boys in surprise.</p>
+
+<p>"Just as fine roads as men could make. Our little farmers always have
+three or four of these roads, and sometimes as many as seven, running
+straight out from their clearing, often for sixty feet in length. One
+observer, in fact, says he saw an ant road that was three hundred feet
+long. The roads are from two to five inches wide at the clearing, but
+they narrow as they go out, until they are quite lost."</p>
+
+<p>"But are they real roads? You ain't funning, Uncle Ben?" asked Willie.</p>
+
+<p>"They are as hard, smooth, and level as you would want to see, not a
+blade of grass, nor a stick nor a stone, upon them. And just think what
+little tots they are that make them! That long road I have just
+mentioned would be equal to a road made by men ten miles long and
+twenty-two feet wide, and yet it is only the ant's pathway to his
+harvest field."</p>
+
+<p>"Well, that is the queerest thing yet!" exclaimed Harry.</p>
+
+<p>"In the harvest season these roads are always full of ants, coming and
+going," continued Uncle Ben. "There is a great crowd of them at the
+entrance, but they thin out as they get further from home. They stray
+off under the grass, seeking for the ripe seeds which may have dropped.
+They do not seem to climb the grass for the seeds, but only hunt for
+them on the ground."</p>
+
+<p>"It's only old <i>grass</i>, then, and it ain't wheat after all!" exclaimed
+Willie, in some disappointment.</p>
+
+<p>"It is the ants' wheat," was the reply. "A grain of our wheat might
+prove too heavy for them. They generally prefer the seed of the
+buffalo-grass, a kind of grass that grows plentifully in Texas. It is
+very amusing to see one of the foragers after he has found a seed to his
+liking. No matter how far he has strayed from the road, he always knows
+his way straight back. But he has a hard struggle with his grass seed,
+clambering over clods, tumbling over sticks, and travelling around
+pebbles. There<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_655" id="Page_655">[Pg 655]</a></span> is no give up in him, however. He is bent on bringing in
+his share of the crop, and lets nothing hinder him. After he reaches the
+road, it is all plain sailing. He gets a good hold on his grain, and
+trots off home like an express messenger, sometimes not stopping to rest
+once on the long journey."</p>
+
+<p>"Gracious! wouldn't I like to see them?" exclaimed Harry. He had
+approached his uncle step by step, and was now standing in open-mouthed
+wonder at his knee.</p>
+
+<p>As for Willie, he was not nearly so eager. He had not yet got over his
+contempt for farmers who did not keep cows.</p>
+
+<p>"Is there anything else queer about them?" asked Harry.</p>
+
+<p>"There is another sort of grass, called ant rice, of which the seed
+tastes something like rice. One observer says that this grass is often
+permitted to grow upon their clearings, all other kinds of grass being
+cut away, as our farmers clear out the weeds from their grain. When the
+seeds are ripe and fall, they carry them into their granaries, and
+afterward clear away the stubble, preparing their wheat field for the
+next year's crop. It is this writer who says that they plant the seeds
+in the spring, but other writers doubt this statement."</p>
+
+<p>"And you said a while ago that you didn't believe it, either," remarked
+Harry.</p>
+
+<p>"I think it needs to be pretty thoroughly established before we can
+accept it as a fact."</p>
+
+<p>"I think so too," said Harry, with great gravity.</p>
+
+<p>"Ain't nuffin more queer 'bout 'em, is there?" asked Willie. "Cos I's
+getting kind of tired of them."</p>
+
+<p>"You can go 'way, then," retorted Harry. "Uncle Ben's telling me."</p>
+
+<p>"No, he ain't. He's telling bofe of us. Ain't you, Uncle Ben?"</p>
+
+<p>"Anybody who wants to listen is welcome," answered their uncle, with
+assumed gravity. "But I don't wish to force knowledge into any unwilling
+young brains. However, I have only a few more things to tell, and then
+will leave you at liberty."</p>
+
+<p>"Just tell all, Uncle Ben. Don't mind him," cried Harry.</p>
+
+<p>"Another strange part of the story is this," continued their
+good-natured uncle: "sometimes the rain gets into their granaries, and
+wets the grain. But as soon as the sun comes out again the industrious
+little fellows carry out their stores, seed by seed, and lay them in the
+sun to dry. They then carry them carefully back again, except those that
+have sprouted and been spoiled. These are left outside."</p>
+
+<p>"Don't they husk their grain?" asked Harry.</p>
+
+<p>"Yes. They carry the husk and all other refuse out-of-doors, and pile it
+up in a heap on one side of the clearing. Is that all, Harry?"</p>
+
+<p>"But you haven't said a word yet about what these seeds are stored up
+for. Do they eat them during the winter?"</p>
+
+<p>"Very likely they do, though they have never been observed at their
+winter meals. Ants usually sleep through the cold weather. But a warm
+day is apt to waken them, and there is little doubt that they take the
+opportunity to make a good dinner before going to sleep again."</p>
+
+<p>"But how can they eat such great seeds&mdash;bigger than themselves?"</p>
+
+<p>"They don't swallow them at a mouthful, I assure you. They seem rather
+to rasp them with the rough surface of their tongues, getting off a fine
+flour, which they swallow eagerly, together with the oil of the seed. I
+have nothing further to tell you about them just at present, except to
+say that these are not comfortable ants to meddle with, for they sting
+almost as sharply as a bee."</p>
+
+<p>"Then I don't want nuffin at all to do with 'em," cried Willie; "cos I
+was stinged with a bee once, and I don't like bees."</p>
+
+<p>"I am ever so much obliged, Uncle Ben," said Harry. "Come, Willie, let's
+go play now, for I know we've been a big bother."</p>
+
+<p>"Maybe you has; I ain't," replied Willie, stolidly, as he followed his
+brother, leaving Uncle Ben with a very odd smile upon his face.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="A_ROYAL_THIEF" id="A_ROYAL_THIEF"></a>A ROYAL THIEF.</h2>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 27em;">In the summer weather</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 28em;">Kindly, gen'rous Night</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 27em;">Flings upon the thirsting grass</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 28em;">Dew-drops cool and bright.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 27em;">There they lie and sparkle</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 28em;">Till return of Day;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 27em;">Then the Sun&mdash;a royal thief&mdash;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 28em;">Steals them all away.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h4><a name="THE_STORY_OF_THE_AMERICAN_NAVY" id="THE_STORY_OF_THE_AMERICAN_NAVY"></a>[Begun in <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span> No. 37, July 13.]</h4>
+
+<h2>THE STORY OF THE AMERICAN NAVY.</h2>
+
+<h3>BY BENSON J. LOSSING.</h3>
+
+<h3><span class="smcap">Chapter IX</span>.</h3>
+
+<p>Between the war of 1812-15 and the civil war, 1861-65, our navy had very
+little to do in actual warfare. It was sometimes called upon to assert
+the rights and dignity of our government in foreign ports, and during
+the war with Mexico it assisted in the capture of Vera Cruz and in the
+conquest of California.</p>
+
+<p>When in 1861 civil war was begun in Charleston Harbor, our navy
+consisted of ninety vessels, of which only forty were in commission, and
+these were distributed in distant seas. The entire naval force available
+at the beginning of that war for the defense of our Atlantic sea-board
+was the <i>Brooklyn</i>, of twenty-five guns, and a store-ship carrying two
+guns. The Confederates seized revenue-cutters in Southern ports. Ships
+were got ready, and early in April, 1861, a squadron was sent to the
+relief of Fort Sumter. But it could effect nothing. Very soon afterward
+the Confederates seized the Navy-yard at Norfolk, and several ships of
+war were destroyed there to prevent their falling into the hands of the
+enemies of the republic. The Confederates fitted out privateers to prey
+upon our commerce; but these were soon disposed of by government
+vessels, which, forty-three in number, blockaded the Southern ports by
+midsummer. Nevertheless, numerous British ships, in violation of
+neutrality laws, slipped into Southern ports with supplies for the
+Confederates.</p>
+
+<p>Danger made the Navy Department very active. Vessels were bought and
+built, and fully armed and manned. Two hundred and fifty-nine naval
+officers of Southern birth left the government service and joined the
+Confederates at the beginning of the war. Their places were soon filled
+by patriotic men of equal ability, and there was always an ample supply.</p>
+
+<p>In August, 1861, a land and naval force went from Hampton Roads to
+capture forts erected by the Confederates at Hatteras Inlet. The vessels
+were commanded by Commodore Stringham. The expedition was successful.
+Soon afterward both the national government and the Confederates began
+to build vessels covered with iron plates, and called "iron-clads." The
+Federals built a flotilla of twelve gun-boats on the Mississippi early
+in 1862, a part of them iron-clad, and placed them under the command of
+Flag-officer Foote. They carried all together one hundred and twenty-six
+guns. These performed admirable service soon afterward in assisting the
+army in the capture of Forts Henry and Donelson, in Tennessee,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_656" id="Page_656">[Pg 656]</a></span> and all
+through the war they were active and efficient in Western rivers.</p>
+
+<p>Late in October, 1861, a powerful land and naval force left Hampton
+Roads to take possession of the coasts of South Carolina. The ships were
+commanded by Commodore S.&nbsp;F. Dupont. The entrance to Port Royal Sound
+was strongly guarded by Confederate forts. These were reduced, after a
+sharp engagement with the fleet. The Federals entered, and were soon in
+complete possession of the sea islands of South Carolina.</p>
+
+<p>At the beginning of 1862 the navy was composed of seven squadrons, each
+having a distinct field of operation, chiefly in the blockading service.
+In that service many stirring events occurred. At the very beginning the
+Confederate cruiser <i>Petrel</i> went out of Charleston Harbor and attacked
+the <i>St. Lawrence</i>, supposing her to be a merchant ship. Presently the
+latter opened her guns, sending a fiery shell that exploded in the
+<i>Petrel</i>, and a heavy solid shot that struck her amidships below
+water-mark. In an instant she was reduced to a wreck, leaving nothing on
+the surface of the foaming waters but floating fragments of her hull,
+and the struggling survivors of her crew. The latter scarcely knew what
+had happened. A flash of fire, a thunder-peal, and ingulfment had been
+the events of a moment.</p>
+
+<p>Early in 1862 a land and naval force, the latter commanded by
+Flag-officer Goldsborough, captured Roanoke Island, which the
+Confederates had fortified. This was speedily followed by the capture of
+places on the mainland of North Carolina. A little earlier than this,
+great excitement was produced by the seizure on board an English
+mail-steamer, by Captain Wilkes, of our navy, of two Confederate
+Ambassadors to European courts (Mason and Slidell), and lodging them in
+Fort Warren, in Boston Harbor. The British government threatened war;
+but common-sense prevailed, and after a little bluster peace was
+assured.</p>
+
+<p>After the capture of Forts Henry and Donelson, Commodore Foote's
+attention was directed to Island Number Ten, in the Mississippi, which
+the Confederates occupied, and had strongly fortified. It was regarded
+as the key to the Lower Mississippi. Foote beleaguered it with gun-boats
+and mortar-boats, and with some assistance of a land force he captured
+the stronghold. Then the flotilla went down the Mississippi, and
+captured Fort Pillow and Memphis, terribly crippling the Confederate
+squadron at the latter place.</p>
+
+<p>The government resolved to repossess New Orleans and Mobile. A land
+force under General Butler, and a naval force under Commodore Farragut
+and Commodore D.&nbsp;D. Porter, with a mortar fleet, gathered at Ship
+Island, off the coast of Mississippi, early in 1862. The ships entered
+the Mississippi in April. Two forts opposite each other on the
+Mississippi, some distance from its mouth, had been strongly garrisoned
+by the Confederates, who considered them a perfect protection to New
+Orleans. These had to be passed. That perilous feat was performed by the
+fleet in the dark hours of the morning of April 24, when a terrific
+scene was witnessed. Farragut, in the wooden ship <i>Hartford</i>, led the
+way. Forts, gun-boats, mortar-boats, and marine monsters called "rams"
+opened their great guns at the same time. Earth and waters for miles
+around were shaken. The forts were silenced, the fleet passed, and then
+met a strong Confederate flotilla in the gloom. After one of the most
+desperate combats of the war, this flotilla was vanquished, and Farragut
+pushed on toward New Orleans, which he had virtually captured before the
+arrival of General Butler. This event gave great joy to the loyal people
+of the country.</p>
+
+<p>Meanwhile a stirring event had occurred in Hampton Roads. Early in March
+the Confederates sent down from Norfolk a powerful iron-clad "ram" named
+<i>Merrimac</i> to destroy national vessels near Fortress Monroe. This raid
+was destructive, and its repetition was expected the next morning. At
+midnight a strange craft came into the Roads. It seemed to consist of
+only a huge cylinder floating on a platform. She was under the command
+of Lieutenant J.&nbsp;L. Worden. That cylinder was a revolving turret of
+heavy iron, containing two enormous guns. The almost submerged platform
+was also of iron. It was called the <i>Monitor</i>.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<img src="images/ill_006.jpg" width="600" height="311" alt="FIGHT BETWEEN THE &quot;MONITOR&quot; AND &quot;MERRIMAC.&quot;&mdash;Drawn by J.&nbsp;O. Davidson." title="" />
+<span class="caption">FIGHT BETWEEN THE &quot;MONITOR&quot; AND &quot;MERRIMAC.&quot;&mdash;<span class="smcap">Drawn by J.&nbsp;O. Davidson</span>.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>The <i>Merrimac</i> came down the next morning to attack the frigate
+<i>Minnesota</i>. The little <i>Monitor</i> went to her defense&mdash;in size a little
+child defending a giant. Slowly her turret began to revolve. Her cannon
+sent forth 100-pound shot, and very soon the <i>Merrimac</i> was so crippled
+that she fled with difficulty back to Norfolk, and did not come out
+again. After that, Monitors were favorites as defenders of land-locked
+waters.</p>
+
+<h4>[<span class="smcap">to be continued</span>.]</h4>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_657" id="Page_657">[Pg 657]</a></span></p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<img src="images/ill_007.jpg" width="600" height="380" alt="AT THE SEA-SIDE." title="" />
+<span class="caption">AT THE SEA-SIDE.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_658" id="Page_658">[Pg 658]</a></span></p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="IN_SEPTEMBER" id="IN_SEPTEMBER"></a>IN SEPTEMBER.</h2>
+
+<h3>BY MARY DENSEL.</h3>
+
+<p>It had been a hot summer, and Cassy Deane, shut up in a close street,
+had been treated to every atom of heat that the city contained. So at
+least it seemed to her, for the family had only lately moved into town
+from the country, and Cassy was like a little wind-flower that had been
+transplanted from a cool wood into a box of earth near a blazing fire.
+No wonder that she drooped. She seldom had even a drive to console her.</p>
+
+<p>"Because we are only <i>middling</i>," she explained to herself. "If we were
+poor, we could go on excursions with the charity children; and if we
+were rich, we'd travel to the mountains or the sea. We're only middling,
+so we stay at home."</p>
+
+<p>At first Cassy was ready to envy Marion Van Dysk, who started with her
+mamma and a dozen trunks for Saratoga; and she breathed a sigh over the
+fortunes of Lillie Downs, whose father had built a cottage on the coast
+of Maine, where the ocean surged up to the very piazza.</p>
+
+<p>But by-and-by Cassy forgot her woes, such a delightful piece of news
+came to her ears. Her mother told it to her one evening, and Cassy never
+went to sleep for two whole hours after she was in bed, so excited was
+she by the bliss that was to be hers in September.</p>
+
+<p>The truth was that Mr. Deane had come to the city for the express
+purpose of giving his little daughter the benefit of no less an
+establishment than Madame McLeod's "Boarding and Day School for Young
+Ladies." Cassy knew that Marion Van Dysk and Lillie Downs and a host of
+other damsels were also "to enjoy its advantages." Cassy was overwhelmed
+with the honor and the joy of it all. She had always been a solitary
+chick up in her country home, and it seemed almost too good to be true
+that she was actually to have real live girls to play with, and that she
+could talk of "<i>our</i> games," and "<i>our</i> history class."</p>
+
+<p>What matter that the August sun scorched and flamed? What matter if the
+bricks, baked through and through by day, took their revenge by keeping
+the air as hot as a furnace all night?</p>
+
+<p>Cassy was as gay as a lark, and sang and chattered by the hour, while
+she helped her mother run up the breadths of an extraordinary changeable
+silk gown, which had been cut over from one that had been her
+grandmother's. This was to be Cassy's school-dress. Think what
+richness&mdash;silk for every-day wear!</p>
+
+<p>"We can't afford to buy anything new," argued Mrs. Deane. Still, it was
+a solemn moment when the key snapped in the lock of the cedar chest, and
+that changeable silk was taken from the place where it had lain these
+thirty years, wrapped in a pillow-case and two towels.</p>
+
+<p>Cassy fairly gasped when the scissors cut into its gorgeousness. She
+gasped even more when Mrs. Deane also brought from the chest six yards
+of an ancient bottle-green ribbon to trim the robe withal. To be sure,
+the ribbon drooped despondingly under the chastening influence of a hot
+flat-iron, but, "We'll put it on in bands," said Mrs. Deane. "Bows would
+really be too dressy for you, my daughter."</p>
+
+<p>Stitch, stitch, stitch, Cassy's fingers flew. And all the time she
+sewed, her busy brain was weaving the most rapturous visions of the new
+life that was to be hers. In her dreams she made polite little
+courtesies to Marion Van Dysk, whom she imagined as standing on the
+threshold of the "Boarding and Day School" to welcome her. To be sure
+she only knew Marion by sight, but as Marion knew her in the same way,
+she thought they would instantly become friends. Then Lillie Downs would
+entreat her to join in all the games, for Lillie Downs was already an
+acquaintance: at least she had said, "How do you do?" one day when she
+saw Cassy on the sidewalk. Cassy was sure there were a dozen girls who
+would stretch out their hands at once, and perhaps she could even think
+of a secret to tell some of them, and then they would, of course, be
+friends forever.</p>
+
+<p>"And even if they wear common clothes, I sha'n't be proud in this
+magnificent dress," thought Cassy. For the changeable silk was finished
+now, and Cassy stole twenty times a day into the guest-chamber that she
+might behold its splendor as it lay on the bed.</p>
+
+<p>It did seem as if August would never end. But at last September
+appeared, and the morning of all mornings dawned.</p>
+
+<p>Cassy rose bright and early. Her mother dressed her with her own hands,
+and tied up her hair with a narrow pink ribbon.</p>
+
+<p>"Pink goes so well with the green on your gown," said dear, guileless
+Mrs. Deane; "and, Cassy, here are some new shoes that father bought for
+you yesterday. He'll go himself with you to the door, so you sha'n't
+feel strange like."</p>
+
+<p>"Oh, but they'll be so glad to see me I sha'n't feel strange!" cried
+Cassy, and down the street she skipped.</p>
+
+<p>But for some reason no one was at the door to welcome her. Cassy crept
+into the big school-room. It was full of girls, and there was Marion Van
+Dysk among the rest. A wee smile came to Cassy's face. She was about to
+say "good-morning," but Marion only glanced carelessly at her and turned
+away.</p>
+
+<p>"Why, she's forgotten that I live round the corner," thought Cassy.</p>
+
+<p>Lillie Downs had evidently "forgotten" too, or else she was too busy to
+notice.</p>
+
+<p>Cassy turned away, and that just in time to catch a whisper.</p>
+
+<p>"Who, under the sun, is that queer image in a dress that came out of the
+ark?"</p>
+
+<p>Cassy looked wonderingly about to discover the "image." The girl who had
+spoken was gazing directly at her with a twinkle in her eyes. Her
+companion said, "Hush! she'll hear," and the two laughed under their
+breath, not jeeringly, but only as if they really could not help it.</p>
+
+<p>A "queer image"? Was she "queer"? Cassy asked herself.</p>
+
+<p>All at once it flashed across her that her gown was certainly very
+unlike the crisp, ruffled dresses around her. Those flimsy satin ribbons
+did look as if Mrs. Noah might have worn them. A hot flush sprang to
+Cassy's cheeks. She began to almost wish she had not come, such a sense
+of loneliness rushed over her.</p>
+
+<p>She was even more forlorn when the school was presently called to order,
+for every other girl was blessed with a seat-mate, and Cassy sat quite
+by herself.</p>
+
+<p>When recess-time came she followed the others into a large back yard,
+and stowed herself meekly away in a corner to watch the fun. She tried
+to console herself by the thought that she could not have run about even
+had she been asked to join in the game of "tag," for the new shoes
+pinched her feet sadly. For all that, she was almost glad when one girl
+stumbled against her and fairly trod on her toes, for she turned so
+quickly, and begged her pardon so heartily, that it was worth bearing
+the pain for the sake of the notice.</p>
+
+<p>Cassy was sure that all the girls were good-natured. They were only busy
+with their own affairs, and what claim had the stranger upon any one of
+them?</p>
+
+<p>When noon came, and Cassy went home to dinner, she put a brave face on
+the matter. She knew it would break her father's heart to know how keen
+had been her disappointment. So she spoke of the large school-room, and
+of the classes in which she had been placed; and Mr. Deane nodded
+approval, while his wife put her head on one side to see if that
+changeable silk could not bear to<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_659" id="Page_659">[Pg 659]</a></span> be taken in a little in the biases.
+How could Cassy tell her that the gown was "queer"? How could she even
+mention that her shoes were coarse, and that they hurt her feet?</p>
+
+<p>"Perhaps the girls will speak to me to-morrow," she thought, patiently.</p>
+
+<p>But they did not. Again Cassy sat in her corner quite alone. In vain she
+told herself that it was "no matter," in vain she "played" that she did
+not care.</p>
+
+<p>"I sha'n't mind it to-morrow."</p>
+
+<p>To-morrow came, and it was just as hard as to-day.</p>
+
+<p>At last one morning at recess it did seem as though she could not bear
+it any longer. A big lump was in her throat, and two tears sprang to her
+eyes; but still she tried to say, "Never mind; oh, never mind."</p>
+
+<p>Just at that moment a voice sounded in her ear. She turned and saw a
+face rosy with blushes.</p>
+
+<p>"I didn't know," began the voice, hesitatingly&mdash;"I thought you might
+like&mdash;anyway, I am Bessie Merriam."</p>
+
+<p>Cassy looked out shyly from under her lashes. "I am Cassy Deane," said
+she.</p>
+
+<p>"You're a new girl," continued Bessie, more boldly, "so I had to speak
+first. Would you like to play, 'I spy'?"</p>
+
+<p>Cassy sprang up eagerly, then drew back. "I wish I could," she
+stammered, "but my shoes&mdash;and father's only middling, so I don't like to
+ask for more."</p>
+
+<p>"Of course not," broke in Bessie, who, though puzzled to know what it
+was to be "middling," was sure there was something wrong about the
+shoes. "Of course not; but maybe you know 'jack-stones'?"</p>
+
+<p>In a twinkling she brought five marbles from the depth of her pocket,
+and the two were deep in the mysteries of "horses in the stall," "Johnny
+over," "peas in the pot," and all the rest of that fascinating game.</p>
+
+<p>One person having spoken to the forlorn stranger, two more appeared on
+the scene. It is always so. These girls wanted Bessie and her new friend
+for "hop-scotch," but Bessie interfered before there was any chance for
+embarrassment.</p>
+
+<p>"We can't leave this game," said she, decidedly.</p>
+
+<p>"How could she think to speak so quickly?" thought Cassy. "I should have
+felt so bad to explain about my shoes!"</p>
+
+<p>It was the very next morning that Bessie Merriam came to school with a
+mysterious bundle under her arm. She took Cassy by the hand, and led
+her&mdash;where? Why, into the coal closet!</p>
+
+<p>"It's so very private here," explained Bessie. "And, do you know, it's
+no fun to play romping games in these good boots of mine; so I hunted up
+an old pair. And, do you think, I stumbled on these old ones too. Would
+you mind using one pair? You <i>won't</i> think me impertinent, will you?"</p>
+
+<p>Bessie was quite out of breath, and gazing at Cassy with wide-open,
+pleading eyes.</p>
+
+<p>Those boots fitted to a T. Cassy could jump and run to her heart's
+content. Jump and run she did, for at recess Bessie drew her into the
+midst of the other girls, and such a game of "I spy" Cassy had never
+imagined. Nobody said a word about her droll gown. "She is <i>my</i> friend,"
+Bessie had announced, and that was enough.</p>
+
+<p>Marion Van Dysk gave her two bites of her pickled lime. Lillie Downs
+"remembered" her, and did not shrink from partaking of Cassy's
+corn-ball. School was a very different affair to-day.</p>
+
+<p>Cassy fairly danced on her way home. She determined to think up a secret
+that very night that she might confide it to Bessie. In the mean time
+she bought a bit of card-board and some green, red, and brown worsted.
+All that afternoon and all that evening she worked. The next day Bessie
+found in her arithmetic a remarkable book-mark, with a red house and a
+green and brown tree, while underneath were the touching words,
+"Friendship's Offering."</p>
+
+<p>"Please to keep it for ever and ever," begged Cassy, earnestly, "to make
+you remember how I thank you."</p>
+
+<p>"Thank me for what?" asked Bessie, in surprise.</p>
+
+<p>Cassy stared at her.</p>
+
+<p>"Don't you know what a beautiful thing it was in you to ask me to play
+'jack-stones'? Don't you know you're a&mdash;a&mdash;an angel?"</p>
+
+<p>"It never says once in the Bible that angels play 'jack-stones,'" cried
+Bessie, in great glee; "so don't talk nonsense, Cassy. But I think the
+book-mark's lovely."</p>
+
+<p>So the two little girls laughed as if there was a joke somewhere, though
+neither knew exactly what it was, only Cassy Deane was too happy to be
+sober, and it's my belief Bessie Merriam was just as happy as she. What
+do you think?</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="WHAT_THE_BABIES_SAID" id="WHAT_THE_BABIES_SAID"></a>WHAT THE BABIES SAID.</h2>
+
+<h3>BY MRS. E.&nbsp;T. CORBETT.</h3>
+
+<p>Lillie Benson and Daisy Brooks sat on the floor in the nursery, and
+looked at each other, while their delighted mammas looked at them, and
+each mother thought her own baby the finest. Lillie was ten months old,
+and Daisy was just twelve. Lillie had great blue eyes, soft flaxen hair
+curling in little rings all over her head, and pink cheeks. Daisy had
+brown eyes, golden-brown hair cut straight across her forehead
+(<i>banged</i>, people call it), and two lovely dimples. One wore a white
+dress all tucks and embroidery, with a blue sash; the other a white
+dress all ruffles and puffs, with a pink sash.</p>
+
+<p>Daisy looked at Lillie, and said, "Goo-goo!"</p>
+
+<p>"The dear little thing!" said Daisy's mamma. "She's so delighted to see
+Lillie to-day."</p>
+
+<p>Then Lillie looked at Daisy, and said, "Goo-goo-goo!"</p>
+
+<p>"Oh, the darling!" exclaimed Lillie's mamma. "She's <i>so</i> fond of Daisy,
+you know, that she is trying to talk."</p>
+
+<p>Presently Daisy turned her back to Lillie, and crept into the corner of
+the room. "Now just see that! she wants Lillie to follow her. Isn't it
+cunning?" said Lillie's mamma.</p>
+
+<p>"Of course she does, and see Lillie trying to do it. Isn't she sweet?"
+answered Daisy's mother, while Lillie crept to the opposite side of the
+room.</p>
+
+<p>But after a while the two babies were sleepy; so their mammas laid them
+down side by side in the wide crib, and then went down stairs to lunch.</p>
+
+<p>"We'll leave the door open, so we can hear them if they cry; but I know
+they won't wake for a couple of hours," said one of the mothers; and the
+other one said, "Oh no; of course not; they'll sleep soundly, the
+darlings!"</p>
+
+<p>But in a very few moments something strange happened&mdash;something <i>very</i>
+strange indeed. The babies opened their eyes, looked around the room,
+and then at each other.</p>
+
+<p>"We're alone at last, and I'm so glad," said Daisy.</p>
+
+<p>"Yes," said Lillie. "Now we can have a nice little chat, I hope. Isn't
+it dreadful to be a baby, Daisy?"</p>
+
+<p>"Of course it is," sighed Daisy; "yet I suppose it is very ungrateful to
+say so, when every one loves us so much, and is so kind to us."</p>
+
+<p>"That's the worst of it; I don't want every one to love <i>me</i>, because
+they will kiss me, and I hate to be kissed so much," objected Lillie.
+"Ugh! how horrid some people's kisses are!"</p>
+
+<p>"It's enough to make any baby cross, <i>I</i> think," added Daisy. "I wish no
+one but mamma would ever kiss me, and even she does too much of it when
+I'm sleepy."</p>
+
+<p>"Why, Daisy Brooks! what a thing to say about your own dear mamma!"
+exclaimed Lillie, looking shocked.</p>
+
+<p>"I don't mean to say anything unkind of mamma,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_660" id="Page_660">[Pg 660]</a></span> for I love her dearly,
+you know, Lillie; but it <i>is</i> hard to be kissed and kissed when you're
+hungry or sleepy, or both, and sometimes I have to cry," answered Daisy,
+quickly.</p>
+
+<p>"Well, I'll tell you something else I hate," continued Lillie, "and that
+is to have people who don't know anything about it try to amuse me. They
+have such a dreadful way of rushing at you head-first, and shrieking,
+'Chee! <i>chee!</i> <span class="smcap">chee</span>!' or 'Choo! <i>choo!</i> <span class="smcap">choo</span>!' that you don't know what
+may be coming next."</p>
+
+<p>"Yes, or else they poke a finger in your neck, and expect you to laugh
+at the fun. I do laugh sometimes at the absurdity of their behavior,"
+said Daisy, scornfully.</p>
+
+<p>"Yes, and then they always think you're delighted, and go on until you
+are disgusted, and have to scream, don't they?" asked Lillie.</p>
+
+<p>"Of course. Oh, babies have a great deal to suffer, there's no doubt of
+<i>that</i>," said Daisy.</p>
+
+<p>"And there's another horrid thing," Lillie added, after thinking a
+moment. "I mean the habit people have of talking to babies about their
+family affairs in public. My mamma don't do that; but I heard Aunt Sarah
+talking to her baby in the cars the other day, loud enough for every one
+to hear, and she said: 'Poor grandpa! grandpa's gone away: don't Minnie
+feel sorry? She can't play with grandpa's watch now. Grandpa wants
+Minnie to come and see him, and ride on the pony, and Minnie must have
+her new sacque made, so she can go. Will Minnie send a kiss to grandpa?'
+and ever so much more. I know poor Minnie was ashamed, for she fidgeted
+all the time; but what could she do?"</p>
+
+<p>"Well, mamma would talk to me just the same way this morning, as we came
+here, and I did my best to stop her, too, but it wasn't any use," said
+Daisy, looking indignant. "She had to tell everybody that we were going
+to see 'dear little Lillie Benson,' over and over again."</p>
+
+<p>"But I'll tell you what makes me most angry, after all, Daisy," said her
+cousin, suddenly. "Does your mamma ever give you a chicken bone to
+suck?"</p>
+
+<p>"Yes, she does, and oh!&mdash;I know what you're going to say," interrupted
+Daisy. "That's another of our trials. You get a nice bone, and you begin
+to enjoy yourself, when all at once your nurse or your mother fancies
+you've found a scrap of meat on the bone, and then one or the other just
+makes a fish-hook of her finger, and pokes it down your throat before
+you know where you are!"</p>
+
+<p>"That's it exactly," exclaimed Lillie. "I go through just such an
+experience nearly every day, and it's too aggravating."</p>
+
+<p>"Hark!" said Daisy, listening; "I hear old Dinah coming up stairs now,
+and I suppose we'll have to listen to her baby-talk for a half-hour at
+least. I know what I'll do; I'll make faces and scream."</p>
+
+<p>"And get a dose of medicine, maybe, as I did one day," answered Lillie.
+"I tried that plan to stop an old lady from saying, 'Ittie peshous!
+ittie peshous! tiss ou auntie!' and mamma got so frightened she sent for
+the doctor, and he gave me a horrid powder. I can taste it yet."</p>
+
+<p>"That was too bad," said Daisy, compassionately; "but hush, dear, for
+Dinah is at the door."</p>
+
+<p>And when the old nurse came in the room, she found the two babies
+wide-awake, smiling at each other, and saying, "Goo-goo," as sweetly as
+if they hadn't a grievance in the world.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<img src="images/ill_008.jpg" width="600" height="443" alt="GETTING ACQUAINTED.&mdash;Drawn by W.&nbsp;L. Sheppard." title="" />
+<span class="caption">GETTING ACQUAINTED.&mdash;Drawn by W.&nbsp;L. Sheppard.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_661" id="Page_661">[Pg 661]</a></span></p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 697px;">
+<img src="images/ill_009.jpg" width="697" height="1000" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_662" id="Page_662">[Pg 662]</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_010.jpg" width="600" height="256" alt="OUR POST-OFFICE BOX." title="" />
+</div>
+
+<p>We are compelled to repeat some of our instructions to our young
+correspondents desiring exchange, in order to save ourselves and them
+from unnecessary trouble. In the first place, the name must be written
+very plainly. In some instances we can give only the initials because it
+is impossible to read the name, and the initials themselves are often
+very doubtful. Then the address must be given in full. If you have no
+post-office box, and live in a town too small to have numbered streets,
+have your letter addressed to the care of your father, or of some one
+through whom you will be sure to receive it.</p>
+
+<p>Do not write to us that it would give you pleasure to exchange with any
+particular correspondent whose address has been plainly given in Our
+Post-office Box, because we can not make room to print a letter which
+should more suitably be written direct to the correspondent with whom
+you desire to exchange.</p>
+
+<p>Requests for correspondence, or for exchange of cards or pictures of any
+kind, will not be noticed, as we do not consider such exchanges as
+leading to any valuable information, and it is only such that we desire
+to facilitate. Postmarks, which in themselves are worthless, we consider
+calculated to develop a knowledge of geography; for no American boy will
+rest content until he knows the exact locality from which his new
+postmark comes, and finds out all about it that his geography will tell
+him. Postage stamps have the same merit, with the advantage of being
+historical as well, as many of them contain heads of kings, queens, or
+eminent men, or at least some design typical of the country from which
+they come.</p>
+
+<p>We shall never print in the Post-office Box letters from correspondents
+desiring to sell stamps, minerals, or any other things.</p>
+
+<p>These observations are not gratuitous on our part, but we are compelled
+to make them to save ourselves the labor of reading scores of letters of
+which we can make no use whatever.</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Newbern, Virginia</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>We live at the sea-side, and we had never seen mountains before we
+came here this summer. I thought they were awfully big when I
+first looked at them.</p>
+
+<p>We amuse ourselves in many ways. Sometimes we ride on horseback,
+and other times we go to the brook and paddle. We also take lovely
+walks, and gather ferns, mosses, and lichens for hanging baskets.
+One morning we went to the barn to see them thresh, and Ally found
+eight baby mice, and Nora brought them home in her pocket. At the
+threshing place there are ten little puppies, and we have fine
+times playing with them.</p>
+
+<p>The other day we drove to see the highest mountain near here, and
+just before we got there down came a shower. We took shelter in a
+log-cabin church, but before we got inside we were all wet
+through. We thought that was all the more fun, because we like to
+be in the rain.</p>
+
+<p>I am nine years old, and the oldest child of five.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Sue D.&nbsp;T.</span></span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Saint Joseph, Tensas Parish, Louisiana</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I am a little Southern girl nine years old, and I like <span class="smcap">Young
+People</span> so much! I read all the letters in the Post-office Box.</p>
+
+<p>So many children write about turtles that I thought I would tell
+them about one my brother had once. He said it was a pet, and one
+day he went to kiss it, when it put out its head and bit his nose,
+and hung on. His old black mammy told him that it would never let
+go until it thundered, so he ran all around, screaming, "I wish it
+would flunder! I wish it would flunder!" The noise he made
+frightened the turtle so that it dropped off without waiting for
+thunder.</p>
+
+<p>My brother is a grown man now, living in New Orleans, and we often
+laugh at him about his turtle and the "flunder."</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Annie Fleming L.</span></span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I am a little girl of nine years. My papa has taken <span class="smcap">Young People</span>
+for me since the first number. I enjoy reading the children's
+letters very much.</p>
+
+<p>My grandma is visiting us this summer, and she has her parrot with
+her. It is twenty-seven years old. It calls "Grandma" and
+"Mother," and screams for its breakfast. It says "Good-by" and
+"How do you do?" as plain as I can, and sings two songs, and
+imitates the cat, the dog, and the rooster, and does a great many
+other things.</p>
+
+<p>Now I will tell the little girls what I have been doing since the
+school closed. I have learned to crochet, and have made two tidies
+and five yards of trimming. I am now making trimming of
+feathered-edge braid, and if any little girl who can crochet would
+like the pattern, I will be glad to send her a sample.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Gracie Meads</span>,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;">Platte City, Platte County, Missouri.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">San Bernardino, California</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I take <span class="smcap">Young People</span>, and like it so much! I am ten years old. My
+papa is out at the mines, and I am going there too when it gets
+cooler weather. I have a pet kitten here at home, and my papa has
+got two kittens and a dog for me when I go out to the mines.</p>
+
+<p>I have a doll named Goldie. My aunt sent it to me from New York
+city.</p>
+
+<p>I go to school, and my reading-book is the History of the United
+States.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Florence R.</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>I send two easy experiments for the chemist's club: Pour a small
+quantity of common aqua ammonia in a dish; over this place a
+funnel, big end down, in the tube of which place a few cut
+flowers. In a little while the flowers will change color.</p>
+
+<p>A very pretty experiment is this: Take a piece of ice, or in
+winter a snow-ball, and dig a small cavity in it. In this hole
+place a little piece of gum-camphor, and touch a lighted match to
+it. It will burn a good while, and have the appearance of ice or
+snow on fire.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Fred A.&nbsp;C.</span></span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Barton, Maryland</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I am seven years old. I go to school, and am in the Second Reader.
+Our teacher takes <span class="smcap">Young People</span>, and we love to hear her read the
+stories.</p>
+
+<p>I have a pet pig just as white as it can be. It likes to roll in
+the mud, and then it gets black and dirty like other pigs.
+Sometimes it bites my brother Harry's toes, and then I think it is
+a naughty pig.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Gracie W.</span></span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Greensburg, Kentucky</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>Here is a game for rainy evenings I made up myself. It takes two
+players to play it. Player No. 1 places a chair or table in the
+centre of the room, and while Player No. 2 is shut outside, he
+walks round the object as many times as he pleases. Then Player
+No. 2 is called in, and will tell how many times his companion has
+walked round the object.</p>
+
+<p>The way to do it is this: When Player No. 2 is told to go outside,
+he must hesitate a little, and perhaps say something in a careless
+way to divert suspicion. Then Player No. 1 will tell him to go
+three or four times. It is understood between the two players that
+so many times as Player No. 2 is told to go, so many times will
+Player No. 1 walk round the object; and if the players are
+skillful, it is impossible for the spectators to detect in what
+way they understand each other.</p>
+
+<p>If any one in the audience suspects signs of any kind, Player No.
+2 may offer to be blindfolded by the suspicious person.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">John H.&nbsp;B.</span></span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Atlanta, Georgia</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I live in the suburbs of Atlanta. We have had lots of birds' nests
+in our yard this summer&mdash;mocking-birds, bluebirds, and sparrows.
+On moonlight nights the mocking-bird sings far into the night.</p>
+
+<p>When Pluto, our black cat, goes under the trees where the little
+birds are, the old bird flies down, pecks him on the back, and
+looks very angry. Pluto looks as if he would like to eat her at
+one bite.</p>
+
+<p>We have another cat, called Charity, because she came to us, and a
+little black kitten named Potts.</p>
+
+<p>I wish <span class="smcap">Young People</span> was just full of "The Moral Pirates," but
+mamma says that wouldn't be fair to the girls.</p>
+
+<p>I have a little brother named Bayard, two years old. Thursday
+night, when my uncle brings <span class="smcap">Young People</span>, he says, "Luncle Leddie,
+give me my <span class="smcap">Young People</span>; show me my bootiful pictures and
+Wiggles." Then he sits still while mamma reads him a story. He can
+tell stories, too. He says: "A humble-bee stung a bluebird out in
+the flont yard. Can't find me. 'Long come a big turkey and eat me
+up. That's a big stoly for <span class="smcap">Young People</span>."</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Stewart H.</span></span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I live on a farm near the Great South Bay, and have great fun
+bathing and catching crabs. Will crabs shed their shells in a car
+if they are fed?</p>
+
+<p>I am collecting birds' eggs and postage stamps, and would like to
+exchange with any readers of <span class="smcap">Young People</span>.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Willie R. Wilbur</span>,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;">Sayville, Suffolk County, Long Island.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Long Grove, Iowa</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I am eleven years old. I have taken <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People </span>from the
+first number, and like it very much. I have a brother who is just
+thirteen years old, and he likes it as much as I do, and there is
+a great rush to see who gets it first when it comes from the
+office. Papa says we need two copies. Papa has taken <span class="smcap">Harper's
+Weekly</span> more than twelve years, and intends to take it always.</p>
+
+<p>We have a pet white calf with black nose and eyes. We call it
+Creamy. I feed it milk twice a day, and it eats apples from my
+hand.</p>
+
+<p>I made a white cake for my brother on his birthday from the recipe
+sent by Altia Austin. It was very nice.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Cosette M.&nbsp;M.</span></span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I have a pet dog named Topsy that will sit up, shake hands, kiss,
+and jump through my arms. My little sister Genie has a cat that
+tries to imitate my dog. I have the promise of a pair of pigeons,
+and I have a lot of little chickens.</p>
+
+<p>I am trying to make a scrap-book, and I am starting a collection
+of stamps. If Paul S., of Bridgeport, Connecticut, will send me a
+French postage stamp from one of his father's letters, I will send
+him a Japanese one in return.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Willie D. Vater</span>,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;">Care of S. Vater, Office of the <i>Daily Journal</i>,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;">Lafayette, Indiana.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Sherburne Four Corners, New York</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I have just been reading <span class="smcap">Young People</span>, and the last piece I read
+was "Easy Botany." I liked it very much. I think <span class="smcap">Young People</span> is
+the best paper I ever saw.</p>
+
+<p>I tried Nellie H.'s recipe for candy, and it was very nice. I
+would like to know if she pulls it. I did mine, and I burned my
+fingers.</p>
+
+<p>I tumbled out of a cherry-tree the other day, and almost broke my
+back.</p>
+
+<p>We had an old dog named Watch, that we liked so much, and two
+weeks ago he died.</p>
+
+<p>I wish Puss Hunter would let me know if she ever tried my recipe
+for bread.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Fannie A.&nbsp;H.</span></span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I am ten years old. I have a collection of about five hundred
+postage stamps, and would like to exchange with any readers of
+<span class="smcap">Young People</span>.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">J.&nbsp;E.&nbsp;A.</span>,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;">700 Court Street, Reading, Pennsylvania.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I am making a collection of stones, one from every State. I try to
+get them about the size of a hen's egg. If any other correspondent
+is making such a collection, I will be very glad to exchange a
+stone from Michigan for one from any other State.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Jessie I. Beal</span>,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;">Agricultural College, Lansing, Michigan.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I would like to exchange pressed flowers for birds' eggs with any
+of the correspondents of Our Post-office Box.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Belle Ross</span>,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;">Knoxville, Tennessee.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I would like to exchange postmarks of the United States or of
+foreign countries with any readers of <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span>.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Fred L.&nbsp;B.</span>,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;">337 Belleville Avenue, Newark, New Jersey.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I have a collection of postage stamps, and would gladly exchange
+with any readers of <span class="smcap">Young People</span>. I was born in the West Indies,
+in the island of Cura&ccedil;ao, and I can get a great many stamps from
+there. Correspondents will please send me a list of what stamps
+they require, and what kinds they have to exchange.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Elias A. de Lima</span>,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;">162 East Sixtieth Street, New York city.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I am collecting birds' eggs, and would like to exchange with any
+of the correspondents of <span class="smcap">Young People</span>. My sister takes the paper,
+and I like to read it as well as she does.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Henry A. Ferguson</span>,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;">P.&nbsp;O. Box 339, Rutland, Vermont</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I have just written to some of the boys who offer exchange through
+Our Post-office Box, and I wish to say to any others that if they
+will send a list of stamps they have to spare, and also of those
+they would like to get, I will send them my lists in return, and
+try to effect a satisfactory exchange with them.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Walter S. Dodge</span>,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;">700 Ninth Street, Washington, D.&nbsp;C.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I have had <span class="smcap">Young People</span> from the first number, and like it very
+much.</p>
+
+<p>I have a very nice garden, and would like to exchange seeds with
+any readers of <span class="smcap">Young People</span>. I have morning-glories, double
+lady's-slippers, and wax-plant.</p>
+
+<p>I have been trying to learn how to cook, this vacation, and have
+succeeded in clam chowder, which all liked very much.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Maggie Simonton</span>,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;">424 West Twenty-ninth Street, New York city.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<p><span class="smcap">B.&nbsp;W.&nbsp;T.</span>&mdash;Fire-works were invented by the Chinese at a very early
+period, and the magnificence of their pyrotechnic exhibitions is still
+unsurpassed by the most beautiful displays of modern times. In Europe
+the Italians were the first to cultivate the pyrotechnic art.
+Exhibitions of rockets and set pieces were given in Italy in the early
+part of the sixteenth century, and the annual display which takes place
+at Easter on the ramparts of the Castle of San Angelo at Rome is still
+famous for its magnificent beauty. Some noted displays took place in
+France during the seventeenth century, and<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_663" id="Page_663">[Pg 663]</a></span> those given in Paris at the
+present time are marvels of ingenuity of design and brilliancy and
+variety of coloring. Filings of copper, zinc, and other metals in
+combination with certain chemicals are used to produce the brilliant
+stars which are thrown out by rockets as they explode. Although there is
+great beauty in many of the combinations of wheels and stars arranged on
+frames, in the troops of fiery pigeons flying back and forth, and in the
+wonderful presentations of sea-fights, buildings, and other devices to
+be seen at every grand pyrotechnic display, there is nothing so majestic
+as the rockets and bombs which rush upward to the sky, and, bursting,
+fill the air with showers of golden serpents, floating stars of
+brilliant, changing hues, and cascades of silver and gold rain.</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<p><span class="smcap">R.&nbsp;S.&nbsp;A.</span>&mdash;The schooner yacht differs from the sloop only in rig,
+consequently an article on schooner yachts would be but little else than
+a repetition of that on sloops.</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<p><span class="smcap">C.&nbsp;A. Savage</span>.&mdash;The reason given you as the cause of low water is no
+doubt correct. If you can take note of the back-water above the mills,
+you will probably find the increase sufficient to balance the decrease
+below. The low water is especially noticeable during the present summer,
+when the long-continued drought of the early part of the season has
+dried up many of the small streams and springs which usually contribute
+to the volume of water in the river.</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<p><span class="smcap">Ed</span>.&mdash;A descriptive list of the publications of Messrs. Harper &amp; Brothers
+will be sent, postage free, to any address in the United States, on the
+receipt of nine cents.</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<p><span class="smcap">D.&nbsp;D. Lee</span>.&mdash;You will find some useful suggestions concerning catamarans
+in <i>The Canoe and the Flying Proa</i>, by W.&nbsp;L. Alden, a volume of
+"Harper's Half-hour Series."</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<p><span class="smcap">Daisy G.</span>&mdash;No article on silk-worms has been published in <span class="smcap">Harper's Bazar</span>,
+but there was an interesting paper in <span class="smcap">Harper's Magazine</span> on that subject,
+to which reference was made in Post-office Box No. 44.</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<p><span class="smcap">Alexina N., Carl S.&nbsp;H., Helen R.&nbsp;F., and others</span>.&mdash;Write directly to the
+correspondents with whom you desire to make exchange.</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<p>Favors are acknowledged from Fannie W.&nbsp;B., Louie, Frank W., Winnie S.
+Gibbs, Miriam Hill, G.&nbsp;Y.&nbsp;M., Mary B. Reed, Clyde Marsh, Howard
+Starrett, Edwin F. Edgett, S. Birdie D., P.&nbsp;T.&nbsp;C., Amelia M. Smith,
+Helen M. Shearer, Florry and Daisy, Maud Dale, Pearl Collins, Maud
+Zeamer, Rosa Mary D., May Harvey, George Thomas.</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<p>Correct answers to puzzles are received from George D.&nbsp;S., Edward,
+Maggie Horn, K.&nbsp;T.&nbsp;W., M.&nbsp;E. Norcross, Nena C., Karl Kinkel, Addie
+Giles, Frank Lomas, Mary E. Fortenbaugh, "Morning Star," Effie K.
+Talboys, Myra M. Hendley, Charlie Rossmann, Florence E. Iffla,
+"Chiquot," G. Volckhausen, Ralph M. Fay, H.&nbsp;A. Bent, Daisy Violet
+Morris.</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<h3>PUZZLES FROM YOUNG CONTRIBUTORS.</h3>
+
+<h3>No. 1.</h3>
+
+<h3>ENIGMA.</h3>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My first in white, but not in black.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My second in nail, but not in tack.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My third in love, but not in hate.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My fourth in luck, but not in fate.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My fifth in ship, but not in boat.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My sixth in atom, not in mote.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My seventh in man, but not in boy.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My eighth in trouble, not in joy.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My ninth in head, but not in tail.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My tenth in turtle, not in snail.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My eleventh in cake, but not in bread.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My twelfth in yellow, not in red.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My thirteenth in wrong, but not in right.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My fourteenth in squire, not in knight.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My fifteenth in run, but not in walk.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My sixteenth in chatter, not in talk.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My seventeenth in horse, but not in mule.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My eighteenth in govern, not in rule,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My nineteenth in rain, but not in snow.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 24em;">A warrior I, who long ago</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 24em;">In a famous battle won kingdom and crown,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 24em;">And covered my name with high renown.</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Carrie</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<h3>No. 2.</h3>
+
+<h3>DIAMONDS.</h3>
+
+<p class="center">1. In Scotland. A solid, heavy substance which easily changes its
+character. Something never at rest. A verb. In Scotland.</p>
+
+<p class="center">2. In Constantinople. A bird. Agreeable to the taste. A verb. In
+Constantinople.</p>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Katie</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<h3>No. 3.</h3>
+
+<h3>WORD SQUARES.</h3>
+
+<p class="center">1. First, to beg. Second, a rampart. Third, to suit. Fourth, steam.
+Fifth, a passageway.</p>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">George</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<p class="center">2. First, a place for skating. Second, thought. Third, cleanly. Fourth,
+a girl's name.</p>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Edwin</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<h3>No. 4.</h3>
+
+<h3>NUMERICAL CHARADE.</h3>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 19em;">I am the title of a celebrated book composed of 16 letters.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My 4, 10, 2, 7, 14 is dirt.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My 12, 5, 11, 4 is an intoxicating beverage.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My 3, 14, 8, 16 signifies smaller.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My 13, 6, 9, 1, 3, 14, 15 are undulations.</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Western Star</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<h3>ANSWERS TO PUZZLES IN NO. 42.</h3>
+
+<h3>No. 1.</h3>
+
+<div class='center'>
+<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="10%" summary="">
+<tr><td align='left'>S</td><td align='left'>I</td><td align='left'>C</td><td align='left'>K</td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>I</td><td align='left'>R</td><td align='left'>O</td><td align='left'>N</td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>C</td><td align='left'>O</td><td align='left'>M</td><td align='left'>E</td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>K</td><td align='left'>N</td><td align='left'>E</td><td align='left'>E</td></tr>
+</table></div>
+
+<h3>No. 2.</h3>
+
+<div class='center'>
+<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="10%" summary="">
+<tr><td align='left'>N</td><td align='center'>o</td><td align='right'>W</td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>A</td><td align='center'>nn</td><td align='right'>A</td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>P</td><td align='center'>ilo</td><td align='right'>T</td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>O</td><td align='center'>d</td><td align='right'>E</td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>L</td><td align='center'>andsee</td><td align='right'>R</td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>E</td><td align='center'>ar</td><td align='right'>L</td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>O</td><td align='center'>thell</td><td align='right'>O</td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>N</td><td align='center'>er</td><td align='right'>O</td></tr>
+</table></div>
+
+<p class="center">Napoleon, Waterloo.</p>
+
+<h3>No. 3.</h3>
+
+<p class="center">Geranium.</p>
+
+<h3>No. 4.</h3>
+
+<p class="center">1. Madrid. 2. Warsaw. 3. Athens. 4. Connecticut.</p>
+
+<h3>No. 5.</h3>
+
+<p class="center">Ear, pear, year, bear, dear, gear, tear, fear, near, hear, rear, sear,
+wear.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2>SPECIAL NOTICE.</h2>
+
+<hr style='width: 25%;' />
+
+<h3>OUR NEW SERIAL STORY.</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>
+
+<h3>"WHO WAS PAUL GRAYSON?"</h3>
+
+<p>written expressly for this paper by <span class="smcap">John Habberton</span>, so widely known as
+the author of "Helen's Babies." The story is one of school-boy life, and
+abounds in situations and incidents that will prove familiar to the
+experience of a large proportion of our readers. Over the life of Paul
+Grayson, the hero of the story, hangs a mystery that his schoolmates
+determine to solve, and which is at last cleared up in the most
+unexpected manner. The story will be fully and beautifully illustrated
+from original drawings.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2>ADVERTISEMENTS.</h2>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2>HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE.</h2>
+
+<p><span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span> will be issued every Tuesday, and may be had at
+the following rates&mdash;<i>payable in advance, postage free</i>:</p>
+
+<div class='center'>
+<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" summary="">
+<tr><td align='left'><span class="smcap">Single Copies</span></td><td align='right'>$0.04</td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><span class="smcap">One Subscription</span>, <i>one year</i></td><td align='right'>1.50</td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><span class="smcap">Five Subscriptions</span>, <i>one year</i></td><td align='right'>7.00</td></tr>
+</table></div>
+
+<p>Subscriptions may begin with any Number. When no time is specified, it
+will be understood that the subscriber desires to commence with the
+Number issued after the receipt of order.</p>
+
+<p>Remittances should be made by POST-OFFICE MONEY ORDER or DRAFT, to avoid
+risk of loss.</p>
+
+<h3>ADVERTISING.</h3>
+
+<p>The extent and character of the circulation of <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span>
+will render it a first-class medium for advertising. A limited number of
+approved advertisements will be inserted on two inside pages at 75 cents
+per line.</p>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Address</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 30em;">HARPER &amp; BROTHERS,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 35em;">Franklin Square, N.&nbsp;Y.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2>COLUMBIA BICYCLE.</h2>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 187px;">
+<img src="images/ill_011.jpg" width="187" height="200" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<p>Bicycle riding is the best as well as the healthiest of out-door sports;
+is easily learned and never forgotten. Send 3c. stamp for 24-page
+Illustrated Catalogue, containing Price-Lists and full information.</p>
+
+<h3>THE POPE MFG. CO.,</h3>
+
+<h4>79 Summer St., Boston, Mass.</h4>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2>CHILDREN'S</h2>
+
+<h2>PICTURE-BOOKS.</h2>
+
+<p class="center">Square 4to, about 300 pages each, beautifully printed on Tinted
+Paper, embellished with many Illustrations, bound in Cloth, $1.50
+per volume.</p>
+
+<h3>The Children's Picture-Book of Sagacity of Animals.</h3>
+
+<p class="center">With Sixty Illustrations by <span class="smcap">Harrison Weir</span>.</p>
+
+<h3>The Children's Bible Picture-Book.</h3>
+
+<p class="center">With Eighty Illustrations, from Designs by <span class="smcap">Steinle</span>, <span class="smcap">Overbeck</span>,
+<span class="smcap">Veit</span>, <span class="smcap">Schnorr</span>, &amp;c.</p>
+
+<h3>The Children's Picture Fable-Book.</h3>
+
+<p class="center">Containing One Hundred and Sixty Fables. With Sixty Illustrations
+by <span class="smcap">Harrison Weir</span>.</p>
+
+<h3>The Children's Picture-Book of Birds.</h3>
+
+<p class="center">With Sixty-one Illustrations by <small>W. Harvey</small>.</p>
+
+<h3>The Children's Picture-Book of Quadrupeds and other Mammalia.</h3>
+
+<p class="center">With Sixty-one Illustrations by <span class="smcap">W. Harvey</span>.</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 25%;' />
+
+<h3>Published by HARPER &amp; BROTHERS, New York.</h3>
+
+<h4>&#9758; <small>Sent by mail, postage prepaid, to any part of the United
+States, on receipt of the price.</small></h4>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2>OUR CHILDREN'S SONGS.</h2>
+
+<hr style='width: 25%;' />
+
+<p class="center">Our Children's Songs. Illustrated. 8vo, Ornamental Cover, $1.00.</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 25%;' />
+
+<p>This is a large collection of songs for the nursery, for childhood, for
+boys and for girls, and sacred songs for all. The range of subjects is a
+wide one, and the book is handsomely illustrated.&mdash;<i>Philadelphia
+Ledger.</i></p>
+
+<p>Songs for the nursery, songs for childhood, for girlhood, boyhood,
+and sacred songs&mdash;the whole melody of childhood and youth bound in
+one cover. Full of lovely pictures; sweet mother and baby faces;
+charming bits of scenery, and the dear old Bible story-telling
+pictures.&mdash;<i>Churchman</i>, N.&nbsp;Y.</p>
+
+<p>The best compilation of songs for the children that we have ever
+seen.&mdash;<i>New Bedford Mercury.</i></p>
+
+<hr style='width: 25%;' />
+
+<h3>Published by HARPER &amp; BROTHERS, New York.</h3>
+
+<h4>&#9758; <span class="smcap">Harper &amp; Brothers</span> <i>will send the above work 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 New and Enlarged Catalogue,</h2>
+
+<p class="center">With a COMPLETE ANALYTICAL INDEX, and a VISITORS' GUIDE TO THEIR
+ESTABLISHMENT,</p>
+
+<p class="center">Sent by mail on receipt of Nine Cents.</p>
+
+<h3>HARPER &amp; BROTHERS, <span class="smcap">Franklin Square</span>, N.&nbsp;Y.</h3>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_664" id="Page_664">[Pg 664]</a></span></p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 797px;"><a name="WIGGLES" id="WIGGLES"></a>
+<img src="images/ill_012.jpg" width="797" height="1000" alt="SOME ANSWERS TO WIGGLE No. 13, OUR ARTIST&#39;S IDEA, AND NEW WIGGLE No. 14." title="" />
+<span class="caption">SOME ANSWERS TO WIGGLE No. 13, OUR ARTIST&#39;S IDEA, AND NEW WIGGLE No. 14.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>The following also sent in answers to Wiggle No. 13:</p>
+
+<p>W.&nbsp;H. Western, C. Flagler, Philip P. Cruder, Ben S. Darrow, C.&nbsp;W. Lyman,
+Harry J.&nbsp;F., F. Holton, Marvin Burt, W.&nbsp;M. Hill, Ettie Houston, Fred
+Houston, Sallie Whitaker, Lulu Craft, Charles N. Hoar, Bertha Thompson,
+Gussie Horton, Sadie Clark, Effie K. Talboys, Pen. Percival, Abby Park,
+T.&nbsp;K., Bessy F., Alexis Shriver. Sam, Bessie Linn, Winyah Lodge, Nella
+Coover, C.&nbsp;C. McClaughry, Hal, J.&nbsp;S. Bushnell, Jasper Blines, Theo. F.
+John, G.&nbsp;F.&nbsp;D., J.&nbsp;R., Percy F. Jomieson, W. Fowler, Johnnie Fletcher,
+Eddie Cantrell, Frank S. Miller, H.&nbsp;K. Chase, Myron B. Vorce, John
+Jocob, Ellis C. Kent, Toots, Theresa Morro, Rebecca Hedges, Josie
+Parker, Maude T., Ella S., Maude S., Roy S., H.&nbsp;S.&nbsp;K., Stella M.&nbsp;L.,
+Jessie Lee Reno, W.&nbsp;T. Broom, Leon Fobes, R.&nbsp;B., C.&nbsp;B.&nbsp;H., Edith
+Bidwell, Louise M. Gross, E.&nbsp;L.&nbsp;S., Willard R. Drake, Herbert F.&nbsp;R.,
+Eddie J. Hequembourg, C.&nbsp;H. Newman, Louise Buckner, C.&nbsp;H.&nbsp;N.&nbsp;S., Lizzie
+E. Hillyer, Edith G. White, Mazie, Aggie May Mason, Harry R. Barlett,
+Bessie G. Barlett, John H. Barlett, Jun., Fred Wendt, Alfred Wendt, Emma
+L. Davis, Annie Dale Jones, Frank Lowas, H.&nbsp;M. Western, Oscar M. Chase,
+May A. Vinton, William B. Jennings, Willie G. Hughes, Cora A. Binninger,
+G.&nbsp;R.&nbsp;N., A.&nbsp;M.&nbsp;N., Fred A. Conklin, G. Simpson, Howard Starrett, Gus
+Busteed, H.&nbsp;M.&nbsp;P., G.&nbsp;M., Charles Platt, Gilbert Moseley, A.&nbsp;T.&nbsp;D., Ges.
+Haywood, Julia B. Smith, W.&nbsp;M., G.&nbsp;G. Kauffman, Mary C. Green, J.&nbsp;N.
+Howe, Louis Gooss, C.&nbsp;C., Percy Griffin, Roswell Starrett, Etta M.
+Gilbreath, Charles E. Simonson, Wilfred H. Warner, Walter A. Draper,
+Charley Nash, Daniel Rogers, Clinton Starin, William O. Brackett,
+Estelle Moshberger, Gertie G., Katie G., E.&nbsp;R. Hall, Harry N., Wiggler.</p>
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+<pre>
+
+
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+
+
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+Project Gutenberg's Harper's Young People, September 7, 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
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+
+Title: Harper's Young People, September 7, 1880
+       An Illustrated Weekly
+
+Author: Various
+
+Release Date: June 15, 2009 [EBook #29134]
+
+Language: English
+
+Character set encoding: ASCII
+
+*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, SEP 7, 1880 ***
+
+
+
+
+Produced by Annie McGuire
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: HARPER'S
+
+YOUNG PEOPLE
+
+AN ILLUSTRATED WEEKLY.]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+VOL. I.--NO. 45. PUBLISHED BY HARPER & BROTHERS, NEW YORK. PRICE FOUR
+CENTS.
+
+Tuesday, September 7, 1880. Copyright, 1880, by HARPER & BROTHERS. $1.50
+per Year, in Advance.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: LIGHT-HOUSE SKETCHES.]
+
+WALLY, THE WRECK-BOY.
+
+A STORY OF THE NORTHERN COAST.
+
+BY FRANK H. TAYLOR.
+
+
+His real name is Wallace, but his mates always called him "Wally," and
+although he is now a big broad-shouldered young mariner, he is still
+pointed out as the "wreck-boy." One summer not long ago Wally sailed
+with me for a week out upon the blue waters across the bar after
+blue-fish, or among the winding tide-water creeks for sheep's-head, and
+it was then, by means of many questions, that I heard the following
+story.
+
+Wally's father was a light-house keeper. The great brick tower stood
+aloft among the sand-hills, making the little house which nestled at its
+base look dwarfish and cramped.
+
+Wally was about twelve years old, and seldom had the good fortune to
+find a playmate. Two miles down the beach, at Three Pine Point, stood a
+handsome cottage that was occupied by Mr. Burton, a city gentleman and a
+great ship-owner, during the summer, and sometimes his daughter Elsie, a
+bright-eyed little girl, would come riding along the sands from the
+cottage behind a small donkey, and ask Wally to show her his "museum."
+
+It was a matter of great pride with the boy to exhibit the many curious
+shells, bits of sea-weed, sharks' teeth, fish bones, and the full-rigged
+ships he had whittled out and completed on winter nights, and Elsie was
+an earnest listener to all his explanations, showing him in return the
+pictures she had made in her sketch-book.
+
+Not far from the light-house stood a life-saving station--a strong
+two-story building, shingled upon its sides to make it warmer. Here,
+through the winter months, lived a crew of brave fishermen, who were
+always ready to launch the life-boat, and go out through the stormy
+waters to help shipwrecked sailors.
+
+Wally was a favorite here, and spent much of his time listening to the
+tales they told of ocean dangers and escapes; but he liked best of all
+to trudge along the sands with the guard on dark nights, lantern in
+hand, watching for ships in distress. The captain of the crew, who was
+an old seaman, taught him the use of the compass and quadrant, and other
+matters of navigation, while the rest showed him how to pull an oar,
+steer, and swim, until he could manage a boat as well as any of them.
+
+Just before sunset each day Wally's father climbed the iron steps of the
+light tower, and started the lamp, which slowly revolved within the
+great crystal lens, flashing out four times each minute its beam of
+warning across the stormy waters. Every few hours it was the watcher's
+duty to pump oil into a holder above the light, from which it flowed in
+a steady stream to the round wicks below. If this was neglected, the
+lamp would cease to burn.
+
+Wally, who was an ingenious boy, had placed a small bit of mirror in his
+little bedroom in the attic so that as he lay in bed he could see the
+reflection of the flash across the waters. One wild October evening he
+had watched it until he fell asleep, and in the night was awakened by
+the roaring gusts of the gale which swept over the lonely sands, and he
+missed the faithful flash upon his mirror. _The light had gone out!_
+
+Many ships out upon the sea were sailing to and fro, and there was no
+light to guide them or warn them of dangerous shoals. Nearer and nearer
+some of them were drifting to their fate, and still the beacon gave no
+warning of danger.
+
+The light-keeper, hours before, had gone out upon the narrow gallery
+about the top of the tower to look at the storm, just as a large wild
+fowl, bewildered by the glare, had flown with great speed toward it, and
+striking the keeper's head, had laid him senseless upon the iron
+grating.
+
+I have seen fractures in the lenses, or glass reflectors, of
+light-houses as large as your two fists, such as it would require a
+heavy sledge-hammer to break by human force, caused by the fierce flight
+of wild fowl; and a netting of iron wire is usually spread upon three
+sides of the lens as a protection to the light. Sometimes a large number
+of dead birds will be found at the foot of the light-house in the
+morning after a stormy autumn night, when wild-geese are flying
+southward.
+
+Wally sprang from his bed, full of dread lest his father had fallen to
+the ground; for he knew he would never sleep at his post of duty. But
+first in his thoughts was the need of starting the lamp again. Calling
+to his mother, he sped up the spiral stairway, which never seemed so
+long before, and began to pump the oil. Then he lighted the wick from a
+small lantern burning in the watch-room, and pumped again until the oil
+tank was quite full. His mother in the mean time had found the form of
+the keeper, and partially restored him. Wally stepped out upon the
+gallery to find his father's hat, and looking seaward, saw something
+which for a moment made him sick with terror. In the midst of the
+breakers lay a large square-rigged vessel, helplessly pounding to pieces
+upon the outer bar. In the intervals of the wind's moaning Wally could
+hear the despairing cries of those on board, who seemed to call to him
+to save them.
+
+The life-saving station was not yet opened for the season. The captain
+and his men lived upon the mainland, across a wide and swift-flowing
+channel in the marsh, called the "Thoroughfare." To reach them was of
+the most vital importance, for their hands only could drag out and man
+the heavy surf-boat, or fire the mortar, and rig the life-car.
+
+All this passed through Wally's mind in a few seconds, and knowing that
+his helpless father could do nothing, and that an alarm might make him
+worse, he sped silently down the stairway, and setting fire to a "Coston
+torch," such as are used by the coast-guard in cases of wreck, he rushed
+from the house, swinging the torch, that burned with a bright red flame,
+above his head as he ran.
+
+Half a mile across the sands there was a small boat landing, where a
+skiff usually lay moored.
+
+Toward this Wally sped with all his strength; but, alas! the waves had
+lifted it, the winds had broken it from its moorings, and it was
+floating miles away down the "Thoroughfare," and now Wally stood upon
+the landing, in the blackness of the night, full of despair. He might
+swim, but he had never tried half the width of the channel before. He
+looked into the blackness beyond, and hesitated; then at the
+light-house, where his mother still sat in the little watch-room
+ministering to his injured father; then he thought of the poor men out
+in the breakers, whose lives depended upon his reaching the crew.
+
+But a moment longer he stood, and then throwing off his coat, he tied a
+sleeve securely about a post so it would be known, in case he should
+fail, how he had lost his life. And now he was in the icy waters. The
+wind helped him along, but the incoming tide swept him far out of his
+course. As he gained the middle of the channel he thought how bitter the
+consequences might be to his father if the crew of the ship were lost,
+for who would believe the story of the wild fowl's blow? This nerved his
+tired arms, but the effort was too much for his strength. He paused, and
+threw up his arms. As his form sank beneath the waves, his toes touched
+the muddy bottom, and his hand swept among some weeds. One more effort
+as he came to the surface, and now he could stand with his mouth out of
+water. A moment's rest, and he was tearing aside the dense flags that
+bordered the channel.
+
+The captain, a good mile from the Thoroughfare, had left his warm bed to
+fasten a loose window-shutter, when he saw a small form tottering toward
+him, and Wally fell, weak and voiceless, at his feet. Restoratives were
+brought, and the boy told his story.
+
+Ten minutes later half a dozen of the crew were on their way to the
+landing, Wally, now fully recovered, foremost among them. He seemed to
+possess wonderful strength. They crossed the channel, and dragged out
+the great life-boat from its house. It hardly appeared possible to
+launch it in such a sea, but each man, in his excitement, had the
+strength of two, and without waiting to be bid, Wally leaped into the
+stern and grasped the helm.
+
+"Well done, boy!" cried the captain. "I'll take an oar: we need all help
+to-night."
+
+Through the night the faithful crew pulled, bringing load after load of
+men, women, and children from the wreck of the _Argonaut_ to the shore,
+until all were saved. The little house under the light was well filled,
+and the sailors were crowded into the life-saving station.
+
+"Where is my father?" asked Wally; and as a man came forward with his
+head bandaged, in reply, the boy sank down, and a blackness came over
+his eyes.
+
+When he recovered he was in a beautiful room, into which the sun shone,
+lighting up the bright walls, pictures, and carpets. He was on a pretty
+bedstead, and a strange lady sat by the window talking to his mother.
+He thought it all a dream. The door opened, and Mr. Burton came in,
+dressed in a fisherman's suit. How queer he looked in such a garb! and
+Wally laughed at the sight, and thought that when he awoke he would tell
+his mother about it.
+
+It happened that the ship which had come ashore was one belonging to Mr.
+Burton, who was on board, returning from a trip to the Mediterranean. So
+he had opened the cottage at Three Pine Point, and as the little house
+under the light was full, had insisted upon having Wally, with some
+others, brought to his summer home, where he could care for them.
+
+Everybody had learned of the boy's brave swim, all had seen him in the
+life-boat, and they were anxious to have him recover soon.
+
+Wally, too, learned that the ship had become helpless long before she
+had struck the shore, and that her loss was not caused by his father's
+mishap.
+
+When Wally had recovered, Mr. Burton and some of the other passengers
+insisted upon taking him to the city, where they had a full suit of
+wrecker's clothes made for him--cork jacket, sou'wester, and all. He was
+also presented with a silver watch and a medal for his bravery. When he
+was dressed in his new suit, Miss Elsie made a sketch of him, whereupon
+Wally blushed more than he had done during all the praises lavished upon
+him.
+
+At the close of the next summer Mr. Burton arranged with the
+light-keeper to let him send Wally to a city school, and for the next
+four years the boy lived away from the little house on the sands, making
+only occasional visits to his home.
+
+Then Mr. Burton took him into his office, where he worked faithfully for
+two years; but his old life by the sea caused a longing for a sailor's
+career, and his employer wisely allowed him to go upon a cruise in one
+of his ships. Upon the following voyage he was made a mate, and this
+year he is to command a new ship now being built. Captain Wally was
+asked the other day to suggest a name for the new craft, and promptly
+gave as his choice the _Elsie_.
+
+And Elsie Burton, who is now an artist, has painted two pictures for the
+Captain's cabin. One is called "The Loss of the _Argonaut_," and the
+other, "Wally, the Wreck-Boy."
+
+
+
+
+[Begun in No. 31 of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, June 1.]
+
+THE MORAL PIRATES.
+
+BY W. L. ALDEN.
+
+
+CHAPTER XV.
+
+There was only one fault to be found with Brandt Lake--there was hardly
+anything to shoot in its vicinity. Occasionally a deer could be found;
+but at the season of the year when the boys were at the lake it was
+contrary to law to kill deer. It was known that there were bears in that
+part of the country as well as lynxes--or catamounts, as they are
+generally called; but they were so scarce that no one thought of hunting
+them. Harry did succeed in shooting three pigeons and a quail, and Tom
+shot a gray squirrel; but the bears, deer, catamounts, and ducks that
+they had expected to shoot did not show themselves.
+
+On the other hand, they had any quantity of fishing. Perch and cat-fish
+swarmed all around the island; and large pickerel, some of them weighing
+six or eight pounds, could be caught by trolling. Two miles farther
+north was another lake that was full of trout, and the boys visited it
+several times, and found out how delicious a trout is when it is cooked
+within half an hour after it is taken from the water. In fact, they
+lived principally upon fish, and became so dainty that they would not
+condescend to cook any but the choicest trout and the plumpest cat-fish
+and pickerel.
+
+It must be confessed that there was a good deal of monotony in their
+daily life. In the morning somebody went for milk, after which breakfast
+was cooked and eaten. Then one of the boys would take the gun and tramp
+through the woods in the hope of finding something to shoot, while the
+others would either go fishing or lie in the shade. Once they devoted a
+whole day to sailing entirely around the lake in the boat, and another
+day a long rainstorm kept them inside of the tent most of the time. With
+these exceptions, one day was remarkably like another; and at the end of
+two weeks they began to grow a little tired of camping, and to remember
+that there were ways of enjoying themselves at home.
+
+Their final departure from their island camp was caused by an accident.
+They had decided to row to the southern end of the lake, and engage a
+team to meet them the following week, and to carry them to Glenn's
+Falls, where they intended to ship the boat on board a canal-boat bound
+for New York, and to return home by rail. To avoid the heat of the sun,
+they started down the lake immediately after breakfast, and forgot to
+put out the fire before they left the island.
+
+After they had rowed at least a mile, Tom, who sat facing the stern,
+noticed a light wreath of smoke rising from the island, and remarked,
+"Our fire is burning yet; we ought not to have gone and left it."
+
+Harry looked back, and saw that the cloud of smoke was rapidly
+increasing.
+
+"It's not the fire that's making all that smoke," he exclaimed.
+
+"What is it, then?" asked Tom.
+
+"Perhaps it's water," said Joe. "I always thought that where there was
+smoke there must be fire; but Harry says it isn't fire."
+
+"I mean," continued Harry, "that we didn't leave fire enough to make so
+much smoke. It must have spread and caught something."
+
+"Caught the tent, most likely," said Tom. "Let's row back right away and
+put it out."
+
+"What's the use?" interrupted Jim. "That tent is as dry as tinder, and
+will burn up before we can get half way there."
+
+"We must get back as soon as we can," cried Harry. "All our things are
+in the tent. Row your best, boys, and we may save them yet."
+
+The boat was quickly turned and headed toward the camp.
+
+"There's one reason why I'm not particularly anxious to help put that
+fire out," Joe remarked, as they approached the island, and could see
+that a really alarming fire was in progress.
+
+"What's that?" asked Harry.
+
+"As near as I can calculate, there must be about two pounds--"
+
+[Illustration: DESTRUCTION OF THE CAMP.--DRAWN BY A. B. FROST.]
+
+He was interrupted by a loud report from the island, and a shower of
+pebbles, sticks, and small articles--among which a shoe and a tin pail
+were recognized--shot into the air.
+
+"--of powder," Joe continued, "in the flask. I thought it would blow up;
+and now that it's all gone, I don't mind landing on the island."
+
+"Everything must be ruined," exclaimed Jim.
+
+"Lucky for us that we put on our shoes this morning," Tom remarked, as
+he rowed steadily on. "That must have been one of my other pair that
+just went up."
+
+When they reached the island they could not at first land, on account of
+the heat of the flames; but they could plainly see that the tent and
+everything in it had been totally destroyed. After waiting for half an
+hour the fire burned itself out, so that they could approach their dock
+and land on the smoking ash heap that an hour before had been such a
+beautiful shady spot. There was hardly anything left that was of any
+use. A tin pan, a fork, and the hatchet were found uninjured; but all
+their clothing and other stores were either burned to ashes or so badly
+scorched as to be useless. Quite overwhelmed by their disaster, the boys
+sat down and looked at one another.
+
+"We've got to go home now, whether we want to or not," Harry said, as he
+poked the ashes idly with a stick.
+
+"Well, we meant to go home in a few days anyway," said Tom; "so the fire
+hasn't got very much the better of us."
+
+"But I hate to have everything spoiled, and to have to go in this sort
+of way. Our tin pans and fishing-tackle aren't worth much, but all our
+spare clothes have gone."
+
+"You've got your uncle's gun in the boat, so that's all right,"
+suggested Tom, encouragingly. "As long as the gun and the boat are safe,
+we needn't mind about a few flannel shirts and things."
+
+"But it's such a pity to be driven away, when we were having such a
+lovely time," continued Harry.
+
+"That's rubbish, Harry," said Joe. "We were all beginning to get tired
+of camping out. I think it's jolly to have the cruise end this way, with
+a lot of fire-works. It's like the transformation scene at the theatre.
+Besides, it saves us the trouble of carrying a whole lot of things back
+with us."
+
+"The thing to do now," remarked Tom, "is to row right down to the
+outlet, and get a team to take us to Glenn's Falls this afternoon. We
+can't sleep here, unless we build a hut, and then we wouldn't have a
+blanket to cover us. Don't let's waste any more time talking about it."
+
+"That's so. Take your places in the boat, boys, and we'll start for
+home." So saying, Harry led the way to the boat, and in a few moments
+the _Whitewing_ was homeward bound.
+
+The boys were lucky enough to find a man who engaged to take them to
+Glenn's Falls in time to catch the afternoon train for Albany. They
+stopped at the Falls only long enough to see the _Whitewing_ safely on
+board a canal-boat, and they reached Albany in time to go down the river
+on the night boat.
+
+After a supper that filled the colored waiters with astonishment, the
+boys selected arm-chairs on the forward deck, and began to talk over the
+cruise. They all agreed that they had had a splendid time, in spite of
+hard work and frequent wettings.
+
+"We'll go on another cruise next summer, sure," said Harry. "Where shall
+we go?"
+
+Tom was the first to reply. Said he, "I've been thinking that we can do
+better than we did this time."
+
+"How so?" asked the other boys.
+
+"The _Whitewing_ is an awfully nice boat," Tom continued, "but she is
+too small. We ought to have a boat that we can sleep in comfortably, and
+without getting wet every night."
+
+"But then," Harry suggested, "you couldn't drag a bigger boat round a
+dam."
+
+"We can't drag the _Whitewing_ round much of a dam. She's too big to be
+handled on land, and too little to be comfortable. Now here's my plan."
+
+"Let's have it," cried the other boys.
+
+"We can hire a cat-boat about twenty feet long, and she'll be big
+enough, so that we can rig up a canvas cabin at night. We can anchor
+her, and sleep on board her every night. We can carry mattresses, so we
+needn't sleep on stones and stumps--"
+
+"And coffee-pots," interrupted Joe.
+
+"--and we can take lots of things, and live comfortably. We can sail
+instead of rowing; and though I like to row as well as the next fellow,
+we've had a little too much of that. Now we'll get a cat-boat next
+summer, and we'll cruise from New York Bay to Montauk Point. We can go
+all the way through the bays on the south side, and there are only three
+places where we will have to get a team of horses to drag the boat
+across a little bit of flat meadow. I know all about it, for I studied
+it out on the map one day. What do you say to that for a cruise?"
+
+"I'll go," said Harry.
+
+"And I'll go," said Jim.
+
+"Hurrah for the cat-boat!" said Joe. "We can be twice as moral and
+piratical in a sail-boat as we can in a row-boat, even if it is the dear
+little _Whitewing_."
+
+THE END.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+  In Africa wandered a yak;
+  A jaguar jumped up on his back.
+    Said the yak, with a frown,
+    "Prithee quick get thee down;
+  You're almost too heavy, alack!"
+
+
+
+
+BITS OF ADVICE.
+
+ENTERTAINING FRIENDS.
+
+BY AUNT MARJORIE PRECEPT.
+
+
+I once overheard a little bit of talk between two school-girls, one of
+whom said, "Well, the Ames family are coming to our house next week, and
+for my part I dread it. I don't expect to have a mite of enjoyment while
+they are with us. I can not entertain people." I have forgotten her
+companion's reply, but I know that the feeling is common among young
+people, and when guests arrive they often slip off the responsibility of
+making them happy upon papa and mamma. This is hardly fair. The art of
+hospitality is really as easily acquired as a knowledge of geography or
+grammar.
+
+In the first place, the young girls in a family when expecting friends
+of their own age should see that their rooms are pleasantly arranged,
+the beds freshly made, toilet soap provided, and plenty of towels and
+water at hand. Not new towels, dear girls; they are hard and slippery,
+and nobody likes them. There should be a comb and brush, a button-hook,
+pins in plenty, and space in the closet to hang dresses and coats, as
+well as an empty drawer in the bureau at the guest's service. By
+attending to these little things themselves, girls can take quite a
+burden from their busy mothers. Then both boys and girls should have in
+mind some sort of plan by which to carry on operations during the days
+of their friends' stay. So far as possible it is well to lay aside
+unnecessary work for the time. As for the morning and evening duties
+which belong to every day's course, attend to them faithfully, but do
+not let them drag. Never make apologies if you happen to have some
+occupation which you fear may seem very humble in the eyes of your
+guest. All home service is honorable.
+
+If you live in the country there will be fishing, nutting, climbing,
+riding, driving, and exploring; all of which you can offer to your
+friends. Be sure that you have fishing-tackle, poles, and baskets,
+harness in order, and, in short, everything in readiness for your
+various expeditions. To most out-of-door excursions a nice luncheon is
+an agreeable addition, and you need not upset the house nor disturb the
+cook in order to arrange this, for sandwiches, gingerbread, cookies,
+crackers, and similar simple refreshments, can be obtained in most homes
+without much difficulty. Every boy, as well as every girl, should know
+how to make a good cup of coffee by a woodland fire.
+
+In town there are museums, picture-galleries, and concerts, as well as
+various shows, to delight guests from a distance. In the season you can
+take them to the beach or the parks. But whether in town or country, do
+not wear your friends out by too much going about, nor ever let them
+feel that you are taking trouble for them, nor yet that they are
+neglected. Forget your own convenience, but remember their comfort.
+Study their tastes and consult their wishes in a quiet way.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: A LIVELY TEAM.]
+
+
+
+
+THE HOMES OF THE FARMING ANTS.
+
+BY CHARLES MORRIS.
+
+
+Woodbine Cottage was just a gem of a place. If any of my readers have
+ever seen a gem of a place, they will know exactly what that means. For
+those who have not been so fortunate, I will say that it was the
+prettiest of cottages, with no end of angles and gables, of shady nooks
+and sunny corners, and of cunning ins and outs; while to its very roof
+the fragrant woodbine climbed and clambered, and the bees buzzed about
+the honeyed blossoms as if they were just wild with delight.
+
+That was Woodbine Cottage itself. But I have said nothing about its
+surroundings--the neat flower beds, and the prattling brook that ran by
+just at the foot of the garden, the green lawn as smooth as a table, and
+the great spreading elm-tree in its centre, against which Uncle Ben
+Mason was so fond of leaning his chair in the bright summer afternoons,
+and where Harry and Willie Mason liked nothing better than to lie at his
+feet on the greensward, and coax him to tell them about the wonderful
+things he had seen and the marvellous things he had read.
+
+It was only the afternoon succeeding that in which he had told them the
+strange story of the honey ants, and they were at him again, anxious to
+know something more about ant life.
+
+"You know, Uncle Ben," pleaded Harry, coaxingly, "that you said there
+were ever so many other queer things about them."
+
+"And that they milked cows. And that some of them were just soldiers,"
+broke in Willie, eagerly. "And--and--" The little fellow was quite at a
+loss for words in his eagerness.
+
+"Now, now, now!" cried Uncle Ben; "you don't want me to tell you all at
+once, I hope?"
+
+"Tell us sumfin, Uncle Ben--sumfin of just the queerest you knows,"
+pleaded Willie; "cos I wants to know 'bout them ever so much."
+
+"Very well. Suppose I describe the farmer ants."
+
+"The farmer ants!" cried Harry, with interest.
+
+"Yes, there is a species of ants in Texas that have farms of their own,
+and gather the grain in when it is ripe, and store it away in their
+granaries; and some people say that they plant the seed in the spring,
+just like human farmers. But others think that this part of the story is
+very doubtful."
+
+"You don't believe that, do you, Uncle Ben?" asked Harry, doubtingly.
+"Why, that would be making them folks at once."
+
+"They are very much like folks without that," said his uncle, settling
+himself back easily in his chair, and gazing down with his kindly glance
+on his eager young nephews.
+
+"If you could see one of their clearings," he continued. "But maybe you
+don't care to hear about them?"
+
+"Yes, we does," cried Willie, eagerly.
+
+"I do, ever so much. I know that," chimed in Harry.
+
+"Well, then, if you will keep just as quiet as two mice, I will tell you
+the story of our little black farmers. They are, in some ways, the
+strangest of all ants. You have seen little ant-hills thrown up in the
+sand about an inch across; but these ants build great solid mounds,
+surrounded by a level court-yard, sometimes as much as ten or twelve
+feet in diameter. Here they do not suffer a blade of grass nor a weed to
+grow, and the whole clearing is as smooth and hard as a barn floor. This
+is no light labor, I can tell you, for wild plants grow very fast and
+strong under the hot suns of Texas."
+
+"But how do they do it?" asked Harry.
+
+"You would laugh to see them," continued his uncle. "They bite off every
+blade of grass near the root, some seize it with their fore-legs, and
+twist and pull at it, while others run up to the top of the blade, and
+bend it down with their weight. It is not long before the great tree, as
+it must seem to the ants, comes toppling down. The roots are left in the
+ground to die out, just as a Western wood-cutter leaves the roots of his
+trees."
+
+"It must be a funny sight," exclaimed Harry.
+
+"Does they keep stables for their cows?" asked Willie, who could not get
+over his interest in the ants' milking operations.
+
+"Not they. These ants do not keep cows," returned Uncle Ben.
+
+"They're mighty queer farmers, then," replied Willie, contemptuously.
+
+"They are grain farmers, not dairy farmers," was the amused reply. "But
+I have not finished telling you about their clearings. There is nothing
+stranger in the world, when we consider how they are made. They may
+often be seen surrounded by a circle of tall weeds, great, fast-growing
+fellows, two or three feet high, that look very much as if they would
+like to step in on the ants' play-ground. But the active little
+creatures do not suffer any intrusion upon their domain."
+
+"It is odd how they can cut down so many grass trees without tools,"
+said Harry.
+
+"They have better tools than you think," replied Uncle Ben. "Their hard,
+horny mandibles are good cutting instruments, and are used for teeth,
+saws, chisels, and pincers all in one. They form a sort of compound
+tool."
+
+"I'd like to see them ever so much," cried Willie. "But, Uncle Ben,
+where does they live? Cos they can't be running 'bout all the time
+out-of-doors. I know that."
+
+"And they must have some place to put their crops in," said Harry.
+
+"Their houses are in the centre of the clearing," continued their uncle.
+"They are usually rounded mounds of earth, with a depression in the top,
+of the shape of a basin. In the centre of this basin is a small hole,
+forming the entrance to the ant city, which is all built under-ground.
+If you could see one of these mounds cut open, you would be surprised to
+behold the multitude of galleries not more than a quarter or half an
+inch high, running in all directions. Some of them lead up and down to
+the upper and lower stories of the establishment. At the ends of these
+galleries are many apartments, some of which serve as nurseries where
+the young ants are kept, and others as granaries where the grain is
+stored up. The granaries are sometimes one and three-quarter inches
+high, and two inches wide, neatly roofed over, and filled to the roof
+with grain. That may not seem much of a barn, but if you had one in the
+same proportion to your size, it would need no trifle of grain to fill
+it."
+
+"But you said they were farmer ants," cried Harry, as if he fancied he
+had now got his uncle in a tight place, "and you haven't said a word
+about their wheat fields."
+
+"And you tole us they didn't keep cows, too," put in Willie,
+triumphantly.
+
+"But I am not half through my story yet," replied Uncle Ben, with a
+quiet smile. "We have only been talking about their homes and their
+clearings. Now suppose we take a stroll out to the wheat fields by one
+of the great roads which the ants make."
+
+"Roads!" cried both boys in surprise.
+
+"Just as fine roads as men could make. Our little farmers always have
+three or four of these roads, and sometimes as many as seven, running
+straight out from their clearing, often for sixty feet in length. One
+observer, in fact, says he saw an ant road that was three hundred feet
+long. The roads are from two to five inches wide at the clearing, but
+they narrow as they go out, until they are quite lost."
+
+"But are they real roads? You ain't funning, Uncle Ben?" asked Willie.
+
+"They are as hard, smooth, and level as you would want to see, not a
+blade of grass, nor a stick nor a stone, upon them. And just think what
+little tots they are that make them! That long road I have just
+mentioned would be equal to a road made by men ten miles long and
+twenty-two feet wide, and yet it is only the ant's pathway to his
+harvest field."
+
+"Well, that is the queerest thing yet!" exclaimed Harry.
+
+"In the harvest season these roads are always full of ants, coming and
+going," continued Uncle Ben. "There is a great crowd of them at the
+entrance, but they thin out as they get further from home. They stray
+off under the grass, seeking for the ripe seeds which may have dropped.
+They do not seem to climb the grass for the seeds, but only hunt for
+them on the ground."
+
+"It's only old _grass_, then, and it ain't wheat after all!" exclaimed
+Willie, in some disappointment.
+
+"It is the ants' wheat," was the reply. "A grain of our wheat might
+prove too heavy for them. They generally prefer the seed of the
+buffalo-grass, a kind of grass that grows plentifully in Texas. It is
+very amusing to see one of the foragers after he has found a seed to his
+liking. No matter how far he has strayed from the road, he always knows
+his way straight back. But he has a hard struggle with his grass seed,
+clambering over clods, tumbling over sticks, and travelling around
+pebbles. There is no give up in him, however. He is bent on bringing in
+his share of the crop, and lets nothing hinder him. After he reaches the
+road, it is all plain sailing. He gets a good hold on his grain, and
+trots off home like an express messenger, sometimes not stopping to rest
+once on the long journey."
+
+"Gracious! wouldn't I like to see them?" exclaimed Harry. He had
+approached his uncle step by step, and was now standing in open-mouthed
+wonder at his knee.
+
+As for Willie, he was not nearly so eager. He had not yet got over his
+contempt for farmers who did not keep cows.
+
+"Is there anything else queer about them?" asked Harry.
+
+"There is another sort of grass, called ant rice, of which the seed
+tastes something like rice. One observer says that this grass is often
+permitted to grow upon their clearings, all other kinds of grass being
+cut away, as our farmers clear out the weeds from their grain. When the
+seeds are ripe and fall, they carry them into their granaries, and
+afterward clear away the stubble, preparing their wheat field for the
+next year's crop. It is this writer who says that they plant the seeds
+in the spring, but other writers doubt this statement."
+
+"And you said a while ago that you didn't believe it, either," remarked
+Harry.
+
+"I think it needs to be pretty thoroughly established before we can
+accept it as a fact."
+
+"I think so too," said Harry, with great gravity.
+
+"Ain't nuffin more queer 'bout 'em, is there?" asked Willie. "Cos I's
+getting kind of tired of them."
+
+"You can go 'way, then," retorted Harry. "Uncle Ben's telling me."
+
+"No, he ain't. He's telling bofe of us. Ain't you, Uncle Ben?"
+
+"Anybody who wants to listen is welcome," answered their uncle, with
+assumed gravity. "But I don't wish to force knowledge into any unwilling
+young brains. However, I have only a few more things to tell, and then
+will leave you at liberty."
+
+"Just tell all, Uncle Ben. Don't mind him," cried Harry.
+
+"Another strange part of the story is this," continued their
+good-natured uncle: "sometimes the rain gets into their granaries, and
+wets the grain. But as soon as the sun comes out again the industrious
+little fellows carry out their stores, seed by seed, and lay them in the
+sun to dry. They then carry them carefully back again, except those that
+have sprouted and been spoiled. These are left outside."
+
+"Don't they husk their grain?" asked Harry.
+
+"Yes. They carry the husk and all other refuse out-of-doors, and pile it
+up in a heap on one side of the clearing. Is that all, Harry?"
+
+"But you haven't said a word yet about what these seeds are stored up
+for. Do they eat them during the winter?"
+
+"Very likely they do, though they have never been observed at their
+winter meals. Ants usually sleep through the cold weather. But a warm
+day is apt to waken them, and there is little doubt that they take the
+opportunity to make a good dinner before going to sleep again."
+
+"But how can they eat such great seeds--bigger than themselves?"
+
+"They don't swallow them at a mouthful, I assure you. They seem rather
+to rasp them with the rough surface of their tongues, getting off a fine
+flour, which they swallow eagerly, together with the oil of the seed. I
+have nothing further to tell you about them just at present, except to
+say that these are not comfortable ants to meddle with, for they sting
+almost as sharply as a bee."
+
+"Then I don't want nuffin at all to do with 'em," cried Willie; "cos I
+was stinged with a bee once, and I don't like bees."
+
+"I am ever so much obliged, Uncle Ben," said Harry. "Come, Willie, let's
+go play now, for I know we've been a big bother."
+
+"Maybe you has; I ain't," replied Willie, stolidly, as he followed his
+brother, leaving Uncle Ben with a very odd smile upon his face.
+
+
+
+
+A ROYAL THIEF.
+
+
+  In the summer weather
+    Kindly, gen'rous Night
+  Flings upon the thirsting grass
+    Dew-drops cool and bright.
+  There they lie and sparkle
+    Till return of Day;
+  Then the Sun--a royal thief--
+    Steals them all away.
+
+
+
+
+[Begun in HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE No. 37, July 13.]
+
+THE STORY OF THE AMERICAN NAVY.
+
+BY BENSON J. LOSSING.
+
+
+CHAPTER IX.
+
+Between the war of 1812-15 and the civil war, 1861-65, our navy had very
+little to do in actual warfare. It was sometimes called upon to assert
+the rights and dignity of our government in foreign ports, and during
+the war with Mexico it assisted in the capture of Vera Cruz and in the
+conquest of California.
+
+When in 1861 civil war was begun in Charleston Harbor, our navy
+consisted of ninety vessels, of which only forty were in commission, and
+these were distributed in distant seas. The entire naval force available
+at the beginning of that war for the defense of our Atlantic sea-board
+was the _Brooklyn_, of twenty-five guns, and a store-ship carrying two
+guns. The Confederates seized revenue-cutters in Southern ports. Ships
+were got ready, and early in April, 1861, a squadron was sent to the
+relief of Fort Sumter. But it could effect nothing. Very soon afterward
+the Confederates seized the Navy-yard at Norfolk, and several ships of
+war were destroyed there to prevent their falling into the hands of the
+enemies of the republic. The Confederates fitted out privateers to prey
+upon our commerce; but these were soon disposed of by government
+vessels, which, forty-three in number, blockaded the Southern ports by
+midsummer. Nevertheless, numerous British ships, in violation of
+neutrality laws, slipped into Southern ports with supplies for the
+Confederates.
+
+Danger made the Navy Department very active. Vessels were bought and
+built, and fully armed and manned. Two hundred and fifty-nine naval
+officers of Southern birth left the government service and joined the
+Confederates at the beginning of the war. Their places were soon filled
+by patriotic men of equal ability, and there was always an ample supply.
+
+In August, 1861, a land and naval force went from Hampton Roads to
+capture forts erected by the Confederates at Hatteras Inlet. The vessels
+were commanded by Commodore Stringham. The expedition was successful.
+Soon afterward both the national government and the Confederates began
+to build vessels covered with iron plates, and called "iron-clads." The
+Federals built a flotilla of twelve gun-boats on the Mississippi early
+in 1862, a part of them iron-clad, and placed them under the command of
+Flag-officer Foote. They carried all together one hundred and twenty-six
+guns. These performed admirable service soon afterward in assisting the
+army in the capture of Forts Henry and Donelson, in Tennessee, and all
+through the war they were active and efficient in Western rivers.
+
+Late in October, 1861, a powerful land and naval force left Hampton
+Roads to take possession of the coasts of South Carolina. The ships were
+commanded by Commodore S. F. Dupont. The entrance to Port Royal Sound
+was strongly guarded by Confederate forts. These were reduced, after a
+sharp engagement with the fleet. The Federals entered, and were soon in
+complete possession of the sea islands of South Carolina.
+
+At the beginning of 1862 the navy was composed of seven squadrons, each
+having a distinct field of operation, chiefly in the blockading service.
+In that service many stirring events occurred. At the very beginning the
+Confederate cruiser _Petrel_ went out of Charleston Harbor and attacked
+the _St. Lawrence_, supposing her to be a merchant ship. Presently the
+latter opened her guns, sending a fiery shell that exploded in the
+_Petrel_, and a heavy solid shot that struck her amidships below
+water-mark. In an instant she was reduced to a wreck, leaving nothing on
+the surface of the foaming waters but floating fragments of her hull,
+and the struggling survivors of her crew. The latter scarcely knew what
+had happened. A flash of fire, a thunder-peal, and ingulfment had been
+the events of a moment.
+
+Early in 1862 a land and naval force, the latter commanded by
+Flag-officer Goldsborough, captured Roanoke Island, which the
+Confederates had fortified. This was speedily followed by the capture of
+places on the mainland of North Carolina. A little earlier than this,
+great excitement was produced by the seizure on board an English
+mail-steamer, by Captain Wilkes, of our navy, of two Confederate
+Ambassadors to European courts (Mason and Slidell), and lodging them in
+Fort Warren, in Boston Harbor. The British government threatened war;
+but common-sense prevailed, and after a little bluster peace was
+assured.
+
+After the capture of Forts Henry and Donelson, Commodore Foote's
+attention was directed to Island Number Ten, in the Mississippi, which
+the Confederates occupied, and had strongly fortified. It was regarded
+as the key to the Lower Mississippi. Foote beleaguered it with gun-boats
+and mortar-boats, and with some assistance of a land force he captured
+the stronghold. Then the flotilla went down the Mississippi, and
+captured Fort Pillow and Memphis, terribly crippling the Confederate
+squadron at the latter place.
+
+The government resolved to repossess New Orleans and Mobile. A land
+force under General Butler, and a naval force under Commodore Farragut
+and Commodore D. D. Porter, with a mortar fleet, gathered at Ship
+Island, off the coast of Mississippi, early in 1862. The ships entered
+the Mississippi in April. Two forts opposite each other on the
+Mississippi, some distance from its mouth, had been strongly garrisoned
+by the Confederates, who considered them a perfect protection to New
+Orleans. These had to be passed. That perilous feat was performed by the
+fleet in the dark hours of the morning of April 24, when a terrific
+scene was witnessed. Farragut, in the wooden ship _Hartford_, led the
+way. Forts, gun-boats, mortar-boats, and marine monsters called "rams"
+opened their great guns at the same time. Earth and waters for miles
+around were shaken. The forts were silenced, the fleet passed, and then
+met a strong Confederate flotilla in the gloom. After one of the most
+desperate combats of the war, this flotilla was vanquished, and Farragut
+pushed on toward New Orleans, which he had virtually captured before the
+arrival of General Butler. This event gave great joy to the loyal people
+of the country.
+
+Meanwhile a stirring event had occurred in Hampton Roads. Early in March
+the Confederates sent down from Norfolk a powerful iron-clad "ram" named
+_Merrimac_ to destroy national vessels near Fortress Monroe. This raid
+was destructive, and its repetition was expected the next morning. At
+midnight a strange craft came into the Roads. It seemed to consist of
+only a huge cylinder floating on a platform. She was under the command
+of Lieutenant J. L. Worden. That cylinder was a revolving turret of
+heavy iron, containing two enormous guns. The almost submerged platform
+was also of iron. It was called the _Monitor_.
+
+[Illustration: FIGHT BETWEEN THE "MONITOR" AND "MERRIMAC."--DRAWN BY
+J. O. DAVIDSON.]
+
+The _Merrimac_ came down the next morning to attack the frigate
+_Minnesota_. The little _Monitor_ went to her defense--in size a little
+child defending a giant. Slowly her turret began to revolve. Her cannon
+sent forth 100-pound shot, and very soon the _Merrimac_ was so crippled
+that she fled with difficulty back to Norfolk, and did not come out
+again. After that, Monitors were favorites as defenders of land-locked
+waters.
+
+[TO BE CONTINUED.]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: AT THE SEA-SIDE.]
+
+
+
+
+IN SEPTEMBER.
+
+BY MARY DENSEL.
+
+
+It had been a hot summer, and Cassy Deane, shut up in a close street,
+had been treated to every atom of heat that the city contained. So at
+least it seemed to her, for the family had only lately moved into town
+from the country, and Cassy was like a little wind-flower that had been
+transplanted from a cool wood into a box of earth near a blazing fire.
+No wonder that she drooped. She seldom had even a drive to console her.
+
+"Because we are only _middling_," she explained to herself. "If we were
+poor, we could go on excursions with the charity children; and if we
+were rich, we'd travel to the mountains or the sea. We're only middling,
+so we stay at home."
+
+At first Cassy was ready to envy Marion Van Dysk, who started with her
+mamma and a dozen trunks for Saratoga; and she breathed a sigh over the
+fortunes of Lillie Downs, whose father had built a cottage on the coast
+of Maine, where the ocean surged up to the very piazza.
+
+But by-and-by Cassy forgot her woes, such a delightful piece of news
+came to her ears. Her mother told it to her one evening, and Cassy never
+went to sleep for two whole hours after she was in bed, so excited was
+she by the bliss that was to be hers in September.
+
+The truth was that Mr. Deane had come to the city for the express
+purpose of giving his little daughter the benefit of no less an
+establishment than Madame McLeod's "Boarding and Day School for Young
+Ladies." Cassy knew that Marion Van Dysk and Lillie Downs and a host of
+other damsels were also "to enjoy its advantages." Cassy was overwhelmed
+with the honor and the joy of it all. She had always been a solitary
+chick up in her country home, and it seemed almost too good to be true
+that she was actually to have real live girls to play with, and that she
+could talk of "_our_ games," and "_our_ history class."
+
+What matter that the August sun scorched and flamed? What matter if the
+bricks, baked through and through by day, took their revenge by keeping
+the air as hot as a furnace all night?
+
+Cassy was as gay as a lark, and sang and chattered by the hour, while
+she helped her mother run up the breadths of an extraordinary changeable
+silk gown, which had been cut over from one that had been her
+grandmother's. This was to be Cassy's school-dress. Think what
+richness--silk for every-day wear!
+
+"We can't afford to buy anything new," argued Mrs. Deane. Still, it was
+a solemn moment when the key snapped in the lock of the cedar chest, and
+that changeable silk was taken from the place where it had lain these
+thirty years, wrapped in a pillow-case and two towels.
+
+Cassy fairly gasped when the scissors cut into its gorgeousness. She
+gasped even more when Mrs. Deane also brought from the chest six yards
+of an ancient bottle-green ribbon to trim the robe withal. To be sure,
+the ribbon drooped despondingly under the chastening influence of a hot
+flat-iron, but, "We'll put it on in bands," said Mrs. Deane. "Bows would
+really be too dressy for you, my daughter."
+
+Stitch, stitch, stitch, Cassy's fingers flew. And all the time she
+sewed, her busy brain was weaving the most rapturous visions of the new
+life that was to be hers. In her dreams she made polite little
+courtesies to Marion Van Dysk, whom she imagined as standing on the
+threshold of the "Boarding and Day School" to welcome her. To be sure
+she only knew Marion by sight, but as Marion knew her in the same way,
+she thought they would instantly become friends. Then Lillie Downs would
+entreat her to join in all the games, for Lillie Downs was already an
+acquaintance: at least she had said, "How do you do?" one day when she
+saw Cassy on the sidewalk. Cassy was sure there were a dozen girls who
+would stretch out their hands at once, and perhaps she could even think
+of a secret to tell some of them, and then they would, of course, be
+friends forever.
+
+"And even if they wear common clothes, I sha'n't be proud in this
+magnificent dress," thought Cassy. For the changeable silk was finished
+now, and Cassy stole twenty times a day into the guest-chamber that she
+might behold its splendor as it lay on the bed.
+
+It did seem as if August would never end. But at last September
+appeared, and the morning of all mornings dawned.
+
+Cassy rose bright and early. Her mother dressed her with her own hands,
+and tied up her hair with a narrow pink ribbon.
+
+"Pink goes so well with the green on your gown," said dear, guileless
+Mrs. Deane; "and, Cassy, here are some new shoes that father bought for
+you yesterday. He'll go himself with you to the door, so you sha'n't
+feel strange like."
+
+"Oh, but they'll be so glad to see me I sha'n't feel strange!" cried
+Cassy, and down the street she skipped.
+
+But for some reason no one was at the door to welcome her. Cassy crept
+into the big school-room. It was full of girls, and there was Marion Van
+Dysk among the rest. A wee smile came to Cassy's face. She was about to
+say "good-morning," but Marion only glanced carelessly at her and turned
+away.
+
+"Why, she's forgotten that I live round the corner," thought Cassy.
+
+Lillie Downs had evidently "forgotten" too, or else she was too busy to
+notice.
+
+Cassy turned away, and that just in time to catch a whisper.
+
+"Who, under the sun, is that queer image in a dress that came out of the
+ark?"
+
+Cassy looked wonderingly about to discover the "image." The girl who had
+spoken was gazing directly at her with a twinkle in her eyes. Her
+companion said, "Hush! she'll hear," and the two laughed under their
+breath, not jeeringly, but only as if they really could not help it.
+
+A "queer image"? Was she "queer"? Cassy asked herself.
+
+All at once it flashed across her that her gown was certainly very
+unlike the crisp, ruffled dresses around her. Those flimsy satin ribbons
+did look as if Mrs. Noah might have worn them. A hot flush sprang to
+Cassy's cheeks. She began to almost wish she had not come, such a sense
+of loneliness rushed over her.
+
+She was even more forlorn when the school was presently called to order,
+for every other girl was blessed with a seat-mate, and Cassy sat quite
+by herself.
+
+When recess-time came she followed the others into a large back yard,
+and stowed herself meekly away in a corner to watch the fun. She tried
+to console herself by the thought that she could not have run about even
+had she been asked to join in the game of "tag," for the new shoes
+pinched her feet sadly. For all that, she was almost glad when one girl
+stumbled against her and fairly trod on her toes, for she turned so
+quickly, and begged her pardon so heartily, that it was worth bearing
+the pain for the sake of the notice.
+
+Cassy was sure that all the girls were good-natured. They were only busy
+with their own affairs, and what claim had the stranger upon any one of
+them?
+
+When noon came, and Cassy went home to dinner, she put a brave face on
+the matter. She knew it would break her father's heart to know how keen
+had been her disappointment. So she spoke of the large school-room, and
+of the classes in which she had been placed; and Mr. Deane nodded
+approval, while his wife put her head on one side to see if that
+changeable silk could not bear to be taken in a little in the biases.
+How could Cassy tell her that the gown was "queer"? How could she even
+mention that her shoes were coarse, and that they hurt her feet?
+
+"Perhaps the girls will speak to me to-morrow," she thought, patiently.
+
+But they did not. Again Cassy sat in her corner quite alone. In vain she
+told herself that it was "no matter," in vain she "played" that she did
+not care.
+
+"I sha'n't mind it to-morrow."
+
+To-morrow came, and it was just as hard as to-day.
+
+At last one morning at recess it did seem as though she could not bear
+it any longer. A big lump was in her throat, and two tears sprang to her
+eyes; but still she tried to say, "Never mind; oh, never mind."
+
+Just at that moment a voice sounded in her ear. She turned and saw a
+face rosy with blushes.
+
+"I didn't know," began the voice, hesitatingly--"I thought you might
+like--anyway, I am Bessie Merriam."
+
+Cassy looked out shyly from under her lashes. "I am Cassy Deane," said
+she.
+
+"You're a new girl," continued Bessie, more boldly, "so I had to speak
+first. Would you like to play, 'I spy'?"
+
+Cassy sprang up eagerly, then drew back. "I wish I could," she
+stammered, "but my shoes--and father's only middling, so I don't like to
+ask for more."
+
+"Of course not," broke in Bessie, who, though puzzled to know what it
+was to be "middling," was sure there was something wrong about the
+shoes. "Of course not; but maybe you know 'jack-stones'?"
+
+In a twinkling she brought five marbles from the depth of her pocket,
+and the two were deep in the mysteries of "horses in the stall," "Johnny
+over," "peas in the pot," and all the rest of that fascinating game.
+
+One person having spoken to the forlorn stranger, two more appeared on
+the scene. It is always so. These girls wanted Bessie and her new friend
+for "hop-scotch," but Bessie interfered before there was any chance for
+embarrassment.
+
+"We can't leave this game," said she, decidedly.
+
+"How could she think to speak so quickly?" thought Cassy. "I should have
+felt so bad to explain about my shoes!"
+
+It was the very next morning that Bessie Merriam came to school with a
+mysterious bundle under her arm. She took Cassy by the hand, and led
+her--where? Why, into the coal closet!
+
+"It's so very private here," explained Bessie. "And, do you know, it's
+no fun to play romping games in these good boots of mine; so I hunted up
+an old pair. And, do you think, I stumbled on these old ones too. Would
+you mind using one pair? You _won't_ think me impertinent, will you?"
+
+Bessie was quite out of breath, and gazing at Cassy with wide-open,
+pleading eyes.
+
+Those boots fitted to a T. Cassy could jump and run to her heart's
+content. Jump and run she did, for at recess Bessie drew her into the
+midst of the other girls, and such a game of "I spy" Cassy had never
+imagined. Nobody said a word about her droll gown. "She is _my_ friend,"
+Bessie had announced, and that was enough.
+
+Marion Van Dysk gave her two bites of her pickled lime. Lillie Downs
+"remembered" her, and did not shrink from partaking of Cassy's
+corn-ball. School was a very different affair to-day.
+
+Cassy fairly danced on her way home. She determined to think up a secret
+that very night that she might confide it to Bessie. In the mean time
+she bought a bit of card-board and some green, red, and brown worsted.
+All that afternoon and all that evening she worked. The next day Bessie
+found in her arithmetic a remarkable book-mark, with a red house and a
+green and brown tree, while underneath were the touching words,
+"Friendship's Offering."
+
+"Please to keep it for ever and ever," begged Cassy, earnestly, "to make
+you remember how I thank you."
+
+"Thank me for what?" asked Bessie, in surprise.
+
+Cassy stared at her.
+
+"Don't you know what a beautiful thing it was in you to ask me to play
+'jack-stones'? Don't you know you're a--a--an angel?"
+
+"It never says once in the Bible that angels play 'jack-stones,'" cried
+Bessie, in great glee; "so don't talk nonsense, Cassy. But I think the
+book-mark's lovely."
+
+So the two little girls laughed as if there was a joke somewhere, though
+neither knew exactly what it was, only Cassy Deane was too happy to be
+sober, and it's my belief Bessie Merriam was just as happy as she. What
+do you think?
+
+
+
+
+WHAT THE BABIES SAID.
+
+BY MRS. E. T. CORBETT.
+
+
+Lillie Benson and Daisy Brooks sat on the floor in the nursery, and
+looked at each other, while their delighted mammas looked at them, and
+each mother thought her own baby the finest. Lillie was ten months old,
+and Daisy was just twelve. Lillie had great blue eyes, soft flaxen hair
+curling in little rings all over her head, and pink cheeks. Daisy had
+brown eyes, golden-brown hair cut straight across her forehead
+(_banged_, people call it), and two lovely dimples. One wore a white
+dress all tucks and embroidery, with a blue sash; the other a white
+dress all ruffles and puffs, with a pink sash.
+
+Daisy looked at Lillie, and said, "Goo-goo!"
+
+"The dear little thing!" said Daisy's mamma. "She's so delighted to see
+Lillie to-day."
+
+Then Lillie looked at Daisy, and said, "Goo-goo-goo!"
+
+"Oh, the darling!" exclaimed Lillie's mamma. "She's _so_ fond of Daisy,
+you know, that she is trying to talk."
+
+Presently Daisy turned her back to Lillie, and crept into the corner of
+the room. "Now just see that! she wants Lillie to follow her. Isn't it
+cunning?" said Lillie's mamma.
+
+"Of course she does, and see Lillie trying to do it. Isn't she sweet?"
+answered Daisy's mother, while Lillie crept to the opposite side of the
+room.
+
+But after a while the two babies were sleepy; so their mammas laid them
+down side by side in the wide crib, and then went down stairs to lunch.
+
+"We'll leave the door open, so we can hear them if they cry; but I know
+they won't wake for a couple of hours," said one of the mothers; and the
+other one said, "Oh no; of course not; they'll sleep soundly, the
+darlings!"
+
+But in a very few moments something strange happened--something _very_
+strange indeed. The babies opened their eyes, looked around the room,
+and then at each other.
+
+"We're alone at last, and I'm so glad," said Daisy.
+
+"Yes," said Lillie. "Now we can have a nice little chat, I hope. Isn't
+it dreadful to be a baby, Daisy?"
+
+"Of course it is," sighed Daisy; "yet I suppose it is very ungrateful to
+say so, when every one loves us so much, and is so kind to us."
+
+"That's the worst of it; I don't want every one to love _me_, because
+they will kiss me, and I hate to be kissed so much," objected Lillie.
+"Ugh! how horrid some people's kisses are!"
+
+"It's enough to make any baby cross, _I_ think," added Daisy. "I wish no
+one but mamma would ever kiss me, and even she does too much of it when
+I'm sleepy."
+
+"Why, Daisy Brooks! what a thing to say about your own dear mamma!"
+exclaimed Lillie, looking shocked.
+
+"I don't mean to say anything unkind of mamma, for I love her dearly,
+you know, Lillie; but it _is_ hard to be kissed and kissed when you're
+hungry or sleepy, or both, and sometimes I have to cry," answered Daisy,
+quickly.
+
+"Well, I'll tell you something else I hate," continued Lillie, "and that
+is to have people who don't know anything about it try to amuse me. They
+have such a dreadful way of rushing at you head-first, and shrieking,
+'Chee! _chee!_ CHEE!' or 'Choo! _choo!_ CHOO!' that you don't know what
+may be coming next."
+
+"Yes, or else they poke a finger in your neck, and expect you to laugh
+at the fun. I do laugh sometimes at the absurdity of their behavior,"
+said Daisy, scornfully.
+
+"Yes, and then they always think you're delighted, and go on until you
+are disgusted, and have to scream, don't they?" asked Lillie.
+
+"Of course. Oh, babies have a great deal to suffer, there's no doubt of
+_that_," said Daisy.
+
+"And there's another horrid thing," Lillie added, after thinking a
+moment. "I mean the habit people have of talking to babies about their
+family affairs in public. My mamma don't do that; but I heard Aunt Sarah
+talking to her baby in the cars the other day, loud enough for every one
+to hear, and she said: 'Poor grandpa! grandpa's gone away: don't Minnie
+feel sorry? She can't play with grandpa's watch now. Grandpa wants
+Minnie to come and see him, and ride on the pony, and Minnie must have
+her new sacque made, so she can go. Will Minnie send a kiss to grandpa?'
+and ever so much more. I know poor Minnie was ashamed, for she fidgeted
+all the time; but what could she do?"
+
+"Well, mamma would talk to me just the same way this morning, as we came
+here, and I did my best to stop her, too, but it wasn't any use," said
+Daisy, looking indignant. "She had to tell everybody that we were going
+to see 'dear little Lillie Benson,' over and over again."
+
+"But I'll tell you what makes me most angry, after all, Daisy," said her
+cousin, suddenly. "Does your mamma ever give you a chicken bone to
+suck?"
+
+"Yes, she does, and oh!--I know what you're going to say," interrupted
+Daisy. "That's another of our trials. You get a nice bone, and you begin
+to enjoy yourself, when all at once your nurse or your mother fancies
+you've found a scrap of meat on the bone, and then one or the other just
+makes a fish-hook of her finger, and pokes it down your throat before
+you know where you are!"
+
+"That's it exactly," exclaimed Lillie. "I go through just such an
+experience nearly every day, and it's too aggravating."
+
+"Hark!" said Daisy, listening; "I hear old Dinah coming up stairs now,
+and I suppose we'll have to listen to her baby-talk for a half-hour at
+least. I know what I'll do; I'll make faces and scream."
+
+"And get a dose of medicine, maybe, as I did one day," answered Lillie.
+"I tried that plan to stop an old lady from saying, 'Ittie peshous!
+ittie peshous! tiss ou auntie!' and mamma got so frightened she sent for
+the doctor, and he gave me a horrid powder. I can taste it yet."
+
+"That was too bad," said Daisy, compassionately; "but hush, dear, for
+Dinah is at the door."
+
+And when the old nurse came in the room, she found the two babies
+wide-awake, smiling at each other, and saying, "Goo-goo," as sweetly as
+if they hadn't a grievance in the world.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: GETTING ACQUAINTED.--DRAWN BY W. L. SHEPPARD.]
+
+
+
+
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+
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+rest content until he knows the exact locality from which his new
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+
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+
+These observations are not gratuitous on our part, but we are compelled
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+which we can make no use whatever.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  NEWBERN, VIRGINIA.
+
+     We live at the sea-side, and we had never seen mountains before we
+     came here this summer. I thought they were awfully big when I
+     first looked at them.
+
+     We amuse ourselves in many ways. Sometimes we ride on horseback,
+     and other times we go to the brook and paddle. We also take lovely
+     walks, and gather ferns, mosses, and lichens for hanging baskets.
+     One morning we went to the barn to see them thresh, and Ally found
+     eight baby mice, and Nora brought them home in her pocket. At the
+     threshing place there are ten little puppies, and we have fine
+     times playing with them.
+
+     The other day we drove to see the highest mountain near here, and
+     just before we got there down came a shower. We took shelter in a
+     log-cabin church, but before we got inside we were all wet
+     through. We thought that was all the more fun, because we like to
+     be in the rain.
+
+     I am nine years old, and the oldest child of five.
+
+  SUE D. T.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  SAINT JOSEPH, TENSAS PARISH, LOUISIANA.
+
+     I am a little Southern girl nine years old, and I like YOUNG
+     PEOPLE so much! I read all the letters in the Post-office Box.
+
+     So many children write about turtles that I thought I would tell
+     them about one my brother had once. He said it was a pet, and one
+     day he went to kiss it, when it put out its head and bit his nose,
+     and hung on. His old black mammy told him that it would never let
+     go until it thundered, so he ran all around, screaming, "I wish it
+     would flunder! I wish it would flunder!" The noise he made
+     frightened the turtle so that it dropped off without waiting for
+     thunder.
+
+     My brother is a grown man now, living in New Orleans, and we often
+     laugh at him about his turtle and the "flunder."
+
+  ANNIE FLEMING L.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I am a little girl of nine years. My papa has taken YOUNG PEOPLE
+     for me since the first number. I enjoy reading the children's
+     letters very much.
+
+     My grandma is visiting us this summer, and she has her parrot with
+     her. It is twenty-seven years old. It calls "Grandma" and
+     "Mother," and screams for its breakfast. It says "Good-by" and
+     "How do you do?" as plain as I can, and sings two songs, and
+     imitates the cat, the dog, and the rooster, and does a great many
+     other things.
+
+     Now I will tell the little girls what I have been doing since the
+     school closed. I have learned to crochet, and have made two tidies
+     and five yards of trimming. I am now making trimming of
+     feathered-edge braid, and if any little girl who can crochet would
+     like the pattern, I will be glad to send her a sample.
+
+  GRACIE MEADS,
+  Platte City, Platte County, Missouri.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  SAN BERNARDINO, CALIFORNIA.
+
+     I take YOUNG PEOPLE, and like it so much! I am ten years old. My
+     papa is out at the mines, and I am going there too when it gets
+     cooler weather. I have a pet kitten here at home, and my papa has
+     got two kittens and a dog for me when I go out to the mines.
+
+     I have a doll named Goldie. My aunt sent it to me from New York
+     city.
+
+     I go to school, and my reading-book is the History of the United
+     States.
+
+  FLORENCE R.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  BROOKLYN, NEW YORK.
+
+     I send two easy experiments for the chemist's club: Pour a small
+     quantity of common aqua ammonia in a dish; over this place a
+     funnel, big end down, in the tube of which place a few cut
+     flowers. In a little while the flowers will change color.
+
+     A very pretty experiment is this: Take a piece of ice, or in
+     winter a snow-ball, and dig a small cavity in it. In this hole
+     place a little piece of gum-camphor, and touch a lighted match to
+     it. It will burn a good while, and have the appearance of ice or
+     snow on fire.
+
+  FRED A. C.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  BARTON, MARYLAND.
+
+     I am seven years old. I go to school, and am in the Second Reader.
+     Our teacher takes YOUNG PEOPLE, and we love to hear her read the
+     stories.
+
+     I have a pet pig just as white as it can be. It likes to roll in
+     the mud, and then it gets black and dirty like other pigs.
+     Sometimes it bites my brother Harry's toes, and then I think it is
+     a naughty pig.
+
+  GRACIE W.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  GREENSBURG, KENTUCKY.
+
+     Here is a game for rainy evenings I made up myself. It takes two
+     players to play it. Player No. 1 places a chair or table in the
+     centre of the room, and while Player No. 2 is shut outside, he
+     walks round the object as many times as he pleases. Then Player
+     No. 2 is called in, and will tell how many times his companion has
+     walked round the object.
+
+     The way to do it is this: When Player No. 2 is told to go outside,
+     he must hesitate a little, and perhaps say something in a careless
+     way to divert suspicion. Then Player No. 1 will tell him to go
+     three or four times. It is understood between the two players that
+     so many times as Player No. 2 is told to go, so many times will
+     Player No. 1 walk round the object; and if the players are
+     skillful, it is impossible for the spectators to detect in what
+     way they understand each other.
+
+     If any one in the audience suspects signs of any kind, Player No.
+     2 may offer to be blindfolded by the suspicious person.
+
+  JOHN H. B.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  ATLANTA, GEORGIA.
+
+     I live in the suburbs of Atlanta. We have had lots of birds' nests
+     in our yard this summer--mocking-birds, bluebirds, and sparrows.
+     On moonlight nights the mocking-bird sings far into the night.
+
+     When Pluto, our black cat, goes under the trees where the little
+     birds are, the old bird flies down, pecks him on the back, and
+     looks very angry. Pluto looks as if he would like to eat her at
+     one bite.
+
+     We have another cat, called Charity, because she came to us, and a
+     little black kitten named Potts.
+
+     I wish YOUNG PEOPLE was just full of "The Moral Pirates," but
+     mamma says that wouldn't be fair to the girls.
+
+     I have a little brother named Bayard, two years old. Thursday
+     night, when my uncle brings YOUNG PEOPLE, he says, "Luncle Leddie,
+     give me my YOUNG PEOPLE; show me my bootiful pictures and
+     Wiggles." Then he sits still while mamma reads him a story. He can
+     tell stories, too. He says: "A humble-bee stung a bluebird out in
+     the flont yard. Can't find me. 'Long come a big turkey and eat me
+     up. That's a big stoly for YOUNG PEOPLE."
+
+  STEWART H.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I live on a farm near the Great South Bay, and have great fun
+     bathing and catching crabs. Will crabs shed their shells in a car
+     if they are fed?
+
+     I am collecting birds' eggs and postage stamps, and would like to
+     exchange with any readers of YOUNG PEOPLE.
+
+  WILLIE R. WILBUR,
+  Sayville, Suffolk County, Long Island.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  LONG GROVE, IOWA.
+
+     I am eleven years old. I have taken HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE from the
+     first number, and like it very much. I have a brother who is just
+     thirteen years old, and he likes it as much as I do, and there is
+     a great rush to see who gets it first when it comes from the
+     office. Papa says we need two copies. Papa has taken HARPER'S
+     WEEKLY more than twelve years, and intends to take it always.
+
+     We have a pet white calf with black nose and eyes. We call it
+     Creamy. I feed it milk twice a day, and it eats apples from my
+     hand.
+
+     I made a white cake for my brother on his birthday from the recipe
+     sent by Altia Austin. It was very nice.
+
+  COSETTE M. M.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I have a pet dog named Topsy that will sit up, shake hands, kiss,
+     and jump through my arms. My little sister Genie has a cat that
+     tries to imitate my dog. I have the promise of a pair of pigeons,
+     and I have a lot of little chickens.
+
+     I am trying to make a scrap-book, and I am starting a collection
+     of stamps. If Paul S., of Bridgeport, Connecticut, will send me a
+     French postage stamp from one of his father's letters, I will send
+     him a Japanese one in return.
+
+  WILLIE D. VATER,
+  Care of S. Vater, Office of the _Daily Journal_,
+  Lafayette, Indiana.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  SHERBURNE FOUR CORNERS, NEW YORK.
+
+     I have just been reading YOUNG PEOPLE, and the last piece I read
+     was "Easy Botany." I liked it very much. I think YOUNG PEOPLE is
+     the best paper I ever saw.
+
+     I tried Nellie H.'s recipe for candy, and it was very nice. I
+     would like to know if she pulls it. I did mine, and I burned my
+     fingers.
+
+     I tumbled out of a cherry-tree the other day, and almost broke my
+     back.
+
+     We had an old dog named Watch, that we liked so much, and two
+     weeks ago he died.
+
+     I wish Puss Hunter would let me know if she ever tried my recipe
+     for bread.
+
+  FANNIE A. H.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I am ten years old. I have a collection of about five hundred
+     postage stamps, and would like to exchange with any readers of
+     YOUNG PEOPLE.
+
+  J. E. A.,
+  700 Court Street, Reading, Pennsylvania.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I am making a collection of stones, one from every State. I try to
+     get them about the size of a hen's egg. If any other correspondent
+     is making such a collection, I will be very glad to exchange a
+     stone from Michigan for one from any other State.
+
+  JESSIE I. BEAL,
+  Agricultural College, Lansing, Michigan.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I would like to exchange pressed flowers for birds' eggs with any
+     of the correspondents of Our Post-office Box.
+
+  BELLE ROSS,
+  Knoxville, Tennessee.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I would like to exchange postmarks of the United States or of
+     foreign countries with any readers of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE.
+
+  FRED L. B.,
+  337 Belleville Avenue, Newark, New Jersey.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I have a collection of postage stamps, and would gladly exchange
+     with any readers of YOUNG PEOPLE. I was born in the West Indies,
+     in the island of Curacao, and I can get a great many stamps from
+     there. Correspondents will please send me a list of what stamps
+     they require, and what kinds they have to exchange.
+
+  ELIAS A. DE LIMA,
+  162 East Sixtieth Street, New York city.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I am collecting birds' eggs, and would like to exchange with any
+     of the correspondents of YOUNG PEOPLE. My sister takes the paper,
+     and I like to read it as well as she does.
+
+  HENRY A. FERGUSON,
+  P. O. Box 339, Rutland, Vermont
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I have just written to some of the boys who offer exchange through
+     Our Post-office Box, and I wish to say to any others that if they
+     will send a list of stamps they have to spare, and also of those
+     they would like to get, I will send them my lists in return, and
+     try to effect a satisfactory exchange with them.
+
+  WALTER S. DODGE,
+  700 Ninth Street, Washington, D. C.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I have had YOUNG PEOPLE from the first number, and like it very
+     much.
+
+     I have a very nice garden, and would like to exchange seeds with
+     any readers of YOUNG PEOPLE. I have morning-glories, double
+     lady's-slippers, and wax-plant.
+
+     I have been trying to learn how to cook, this vacation, and have
+     succeeded in clam chowder, which all liked very much.
+
+  MAGGIE SIMONTON,
+  424 West Twenty-ninth Street, New York city.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+B. W. T.--Fire-works were invented by the Chinese at a very early
+period, and the magnificence of their pyrotechnic exhibitions is still
+unsurpassed by the most beautiful displays of modern times. In Europe
+the Italians were the first to cultivate the pyrotechnic art.
+Exhibitions of rockets and set pieces were given in Italy in the early
+part of the sixteenth century, and the annual display which takes place
+at Easter on the ramparts of the Castle of San Angelo at Rome is still
+famous for its magnificent beauty. Some noted displays took place in
+France during the seventeenth century, and those given in Paris at the
+present time are marvels of ingenuity of design and brilliancy and
+variety of coloring. Filings of copper, zinc, and other metals in
+combination with certain chemicals are used to produce the brilliant
+stars which are thrown out by rockets as they explode. Although there is
+great beauty in many of the combinations of wheels and stars arranged on
+frames, in the troops of fiery pigeons flying back and forth, and in the
+wonderful presentations of sea-fights, buildings, and other devices to
+be seen at every grand pyrotechnic display, there is nothing so majestic
+as the rockets and bombs which rush upward to the sky, and, bursting,
+fill the air with showers of golden serpents, floating stars of
+brilliant, changing hues, and cascades of silver and gold rain.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+R. S. A.--The schooner yacht differs from the sloop only in rig,
+consequently an article on schooner yachts would be but little else than
+a repetition of that on sloops.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+C. A. SAVAGE.--The reason given you as the cause of low water is no
+doubt correct. If you can take note of the back-water above the mills,
+you will probably find the increase sufficient to balance the decrease
+below. The low water is especially noticeable during the present summer,
+when the long-continued drought of the early part of the season has
+dried up many of the small streams and springs which usually contribute
+to the volume of water in the river.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+ED.--A descriptive list of the publications of Messrs. Harper & Brothers
+will be sent, postage free, to any address in the United States, on the
+receipt of nine cents.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+D. D. LEE.--You will find some useful suggestions concerning catamarans
+in _The Canoe and the Flying Proa_, by W. L. Alden, a volume of
+"Harper's Half-hour Series."
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+DAISY G.--No article on silk-worms has been published in HARPER'S BAZAR,
+but there was an interesting paper in HARPER'S MAGAZINE on that subject,
+to which reference was made in Post-office Box No. 44.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+ALEXINA N., CARL S. H., HELEN R. F., AND OTHERS.--Write directly to the
+correspondents with whom you desire to make exchange.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Favors are acknowledged from Fannie W. B., Louie, Frank W., Winnie S.
+Gibbs, Miriam Hill, G. Y. M., Mary B. Reed, Clyde Marsh, Howard
+Starrett, Edwin F. Edgett, S. Birdie D., P. T. C., Amelia M. Smith,
+Helen M. Shearer, Florry and Daisy, Maud Dale, Pearl Collins, Maud
+Zeamer, Rosa Mary D., May Harvey, George Thomas.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Correct answers to puzzles are received from George D. S., Edward,
+Maggie Horn, K. T. W., M. E. Norcross, Nena C., Karl Kinkel, Addie
+Giles, Frank Lomas, Mary E. Fortenbaugh, "Morning Star," Effie K.
+Talboys, Myra M. Hendley, Charlie Rossmann, Florence E. Iffla,
+"Chiquot," G. Volckhausen, Ralph M. Fay, H. A. Bent, Daisy Violet
+Morris.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+PUZZLES FROM YOUNG CONTRIBUTORS.
+
+No. 1.
+
+ENIGMA.
+
+  My first in white, but not in black.
+  My second in nail, but not in tack.
+  My third in love, but not in hate.
+  My fourth in luck, but not in fate.
+  My fifth in ship, but not in boat.
+  My sixth in atom, not in mote.
+  My seventh in man, but not in boy.
+  My eighth in trouble, not in joy.
+  My ninth in head, but not in tail.
+  My tenth in turtle, not in snail.
+  My eleventh in cake, but not in bread.
+  My twelfth in yellow, not in red.
+  My thirteenth in wrong, but not in right.
+  My fourteenth in squire, not in knight.
+  My fifteenth in run, but not in walk.
+  My sixteenth in chatter, not in talk.
+  My seventeenth in horse, but not in mule.
+  My eighteenth in govern, not in rule,
+  My nineteenth in rain, but not in snow.
+  A warrior I, who long ago
+  In a famous battle won kingdom and crown,
+  And covered my name with high renown.
+
+  CARRIE.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+No. 2.
+
+DIAMONDS.
+
+1. In Scotland. A solid, heavy substance which easily changes its
+character. Something never at rest. A verb. In Scotland.
+
+2. In Constantinople. A bird. Agreeable to the taste. A verb. In
+Constantinople.
+
+  KATIE.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+No. 3.
+
+WORD SQUARES.
+
+1. First, to beg. Second, a rampart. Third, to suit. Fourth, steam.
+Fifth, a passageway.
+
+  GEORGE.
+
+2. First, a place for skating. Second, thought. Third, cleanly. Fourth,
+a girl's name.
+
+  EDWIN.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+No. 4.
+
+NUMERICAL CHARADE.
+
+  I am the title of a celebrated book composed of 16 letters.
+  My 4, 10, 2, 7, 14 is dirt.
+  My 12, 5, 11, 4 is an intoxicating beverage.
+  My 3, 14, 8, 16 signifies smaller.
+  My 13, 6, 9, 1, 3, 14, 15 are undulations.
+
+  WESTERN STAR.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+ANSWERS TO PUZZLES IN NO. 42.
+
+No. 1.
+
+  S I C K
+  I R O N
+  C O M E
+  K N E E
+
+No. 2.
+
+  N   o    W
+  A  nn    A
+  P  ilo   T
+  O   d    E
+  L andsee R
+  E  ar    L
+  O thell  O
+  N  er    O
+
+Napoleon, Waterloo.
+
+No. 3.
+
+Geranium.
+
+No. 4.
+
+1. Madrid. 2. Warsaw. 3. Athens. 4. Connecticut.
+
+No. 5.
+
+Ear, pear, year, bear, dear, gear, tear, fear, near, hear, rear, sear,
+wear.
+
+
+
+
+SPECIAL NOTICE.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+OUR NEW SERIAL STORY.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+In the next Number of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE will be found the opening
+chapter of a new serial story, entitled
+
+"WHO WAS PAUL GRAYSON?"
+
+written expressly for this paper by JOHN HABBERTON, so widely known as
+the author of "Helen's Babies." The story is one of school-boy life, and
+abounds in situations and incidents that will prove familiar to the
+experience of a large proportion of our readers. Over the life of Paul
+Grayson, the hero of the story, hangs a mystery that his schoolmates
+determine to solve, and which is at last cleared up in the most
+unexpected manner. The story will be fully and beautifully illustrated
+from original drawings.
+
+
+
+
+ADVERTISEMENTS.
+
+
+
+
+HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE.
+
+HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE will be issued every Tuesday, and may be had at
+the following rates--_payable in advance, postage free_:
+
+  SINGLE COPIES                     $0.04
+  ONE SUBSCRIPTION, _one year_       1.50
+  FIVE SUBSCRIPTIONS, _one year_     7.00
+
+Subscriptions may begin with any Number. When no time is specified, it
+will be understood that the subscriber desires to commence with the
+Number issued after the receipt of order.
+
+Remittances should be made by POST-OFFICE MONEY ORDER or DRAFT, to avoid
+risk of loss.
+
+ADVERTISING.
+
+The extent and character of the circulation of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE
+will render it a first-class medium for advertising. A limited number of
+approved advertisements will be inserted on two inside pages at 75 cents
+per line.
+
+  Address
+  HARPER & BROTHERS,
+  Franklin Square, N. Y.
+
+
+
+
+COLUMBIA BICYCLE.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+Bicycle riding is the best as well as the healthiest of out-door sports;
+is easily learned and never forgotten. Send 3c. stamp for 24-page
+Illustrated Catalogue, containing Price-Lists and full information.
+
+THE POPE MFG. CO.,
+
+79 Summer St., Boston, Mass.
+
+
+
+
+CHILDREN'S
+
+PICTURE-BOOKS.
+
+     Square 4to, about 300 pages each, beautifully printed on Tinted
+     Paper, embellished with many Illustrations, bound in Cloth, $1.50
+     per volume.
+
+The Children's Picture-Book of Sagacity of Animals.
+
+     With Sixty Illustrations by HARRISON WEIR.
+
+The Children's Bible Picture-Book.
+
+     With Eighty Illustrations, from Designs by STEINLE, OVERBECK,
+     VEIT, SCHNORR, &c.
+
+The Children's Picture Fable-Book.
+
+     Containing One Hundred and Sixty Fables. With Sixty Illustrations
+     by HARRISON WEIR.
+
+The Children's Picture-Book of Birds.
+
+     With Sixty-one Illustrations by W. HARVEY.
+
+The Children's Picture-Book of Quadrupeds and other Mammalia.
+
+     With Sixty-one Illustrations by W. HARVEY.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Published by HARPER & BROTHERS, New York.
+
+_Sent by mail, postage prepaid, to any part of the United States, on
+receipt of the price._
+
+
+
+
+OUR CHILDREN'S SONGS.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Our Children's Songs. Illustrated. 8vo, Ornamental Cover, $1.00.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+This is a large collection of songs for the nursery, for childhood, for
+boys and for girls, and sacred songs for all. The range of subjects is a
+wide one, and the book is handsomely illustrated.--_Philadelphia
+Ledger._
+
+Songs for the nursery, songs for childhood, for girlhood, boyhood,
+and sacred songs--the whole melody of childhood and youth bound in
+one cover. Full of lovely pictures; sweet mother and baby faces;
+charming bits of scenery, and the dear old Bible story-telling
+pictures.--_Churchman_, N. Y.
+
+The best compilation of songs for the children that we have ever
+seen.--_New Bedford Mercury._
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Published by HARPER & BROTHERS, New York.
+
+HARPER & BROTHERS _will send the above work by mail, postage prepaid, to
+any part of the United States, on receipt of the price_.
+
+
+
+
+Harper's New and Enlarged Catalogue,
+
+With a COMPLETE ANALYTICAL INDEX, and a VISITORS' GUIDE TO THEIR
+ESTABLISHMENT,
+
+Sent by mail on receipt of Nine Cents.
+
+HARPER & BROTHERS, FRANKLIN SQUARE, N. Y.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: SOME ANSWERS TO WIGGLE No. 13, OUR ARTIST'S IDEA, AND NEW
+WIGGLE No. 14.]
+
+The following also sent in answers to Wiggle No. 13:
+
+W. H. Western, C. Flagler, Philip P. Cruder, Ben S. Darrow, C. W. Lyman,
+Harry J. F., F. Holton, Marvin Burt, W. M. Hill, Ettie Houston, Fred
+Houston, Sallie Whitaker, Lulu Craft, Charles N. Hoar, Bertha Thompson,
+Gussie Horton, Sadie Clark, Effie K. Talboys, Pen. Percival, Abby Park,
+T. K., Bessy F., Alexis Shriver. Sam, Bessie Linn, Winyah Lodge, Nella
+Coover, C. C. McClaughry, Hal, J. S. Bushnell, Jasper Blines, Theo. F.
+John, G. F. D., J. R., Percy F. Jomieson, W. Fowler, Johnnie Fletcher,
+Eddie Cantrell, Frank S. Miller, H. K. Chase, Myron B. Vorce, John
+Jocob, Ellis C. Kent, Toots, Theresa Morro, Rebecca Hedges, Josie
+Parker, Maude T., Ella S., Maude S., Roy S., H. S. K., Stella M. L.,
+Jessie Lee Reno, W. T. Broom, Leon Fobes, R. B., C. B. H., Edith
+Bidwell, Louise M. Gross, E. L. S., Willard R. Drake, Herbert F. R.,
+Eddie J. Hequembourg, C. H. Newman, Louise Buckner, C. H. N. S., Lizzie
+E. Hillyer, Edith G. White, Mazie, Aggie May Mason, Harry R. Barlett,
+Bessie G. Barlett, John H. Barlett, Jun., Fred Wendt, Alfred Wendt, Emma
+L. Davis, Annie Dale Jones, Frank Lowas, H. M. Western, Oscar M. Chase,
+May A. Vinton, William B. Jennings, Willie G. Hughes, Cora A. Binninger,
+G. R. N., A. M. N., Fred A. Conklin, G. Simpson, Howard Starrett, Gus
+Busteed, H. M. P., G. M., Charles Platt, Gilbert Moseley, A. T. D., Ges.
+Haywood, Julia B. Smith, W. M., G. G. Kauffman, Mary C. Green, J. N.
+Howe, Louis Gooss, C. C., Percy Griffin, Roswell Starrett, Etta M.
+Gilbreath, Charles E. Simonson, Wilfred H. Warner, Walter A. Draper,
+Charley Nash, Daniel Rogers, Clinton Starin, William O. Brackett,
+Estelle Moshberger, Gertie G., Katie G., E. R. Hall, Harry N., Wiggler.
+
+
+
+
+
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