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+Project Gutenberg's Harper's Young People, September 28, 1880, by Various
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+Title: Harper's Young People, September 28, 1880
+       An Illustrated Weekly
+
+Author: Various
+
+Release Date: June 18, 2009 [EBook #29154]
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+Language: English
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+*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, SEP 28, 1880 ***
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+Produced by Annie McGuire
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+[Illustration: HARPER'S
+
+YOUNG PEOPLE
+
+AN ILLUSTRATED WEEKLY.]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+VOL. I.--NO. 48. PUBLISHED BY HARPER & BROTHERS, NEW YORK. PRICE FOUR
+CENTS.
+
+Tuesday, September 28, 1880. Copyright, 1880, by HARPER & BROTHERS.
+$1.50 per Year, in Advance.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: A CHILDREN'S PARADISE.-[SEE NEXT PAGE.]]
+
+A CHILDREN'S PARADISE.
+
+
+In one corner of the Bois de Boulogne is a pretty zoological garden
+known as the Jardin d'Acclimatation. The Bois de Boulogne is the
+pleasure-ground of Paris, and is one of the most beautiful parks in the
+world. It comprises about twenty-five hundred acres of majestic forests
+and open grassy meadows, through which flow picturesque streams,
+tumbling over rocky cliffs in glistening cascades, or spreading out into
+broad tranquil lakes, upon which float numbers of gay pleasure-boats
+filled on sunny summer afternoons with crowds of happy children.
+
+But the place where the children are happiest is the Jardin
+d'Acclimatation. There are no savage beasts here to frighten the little
+ones with their roaring and growling. The lions and tigers and hyenas
+are miles away, safe in their strong cages in the Jardin des Plantes, on
+the other side of the big city of Paris; and in this charming spot are
+gathered only those members of the great animal kingdom which in one way
+or another are useful to man.
+
+The Jardin d'Acclimatation has been in existence about twenty-five
+years. In 1854 a society was formed in Paris for the purpose of bringing
+to France, from all parts of the world, beasts, birds, fishes, and other
+living things, which in their native countries were in any way
+serviceable, and to make every effort to accustom them to the climate
+and soil of France. The city of Paris ceded to the society a space of
+about forty acres in a quiet corner of the great park, and the
+preparation of the ground for the reception of its strange inhabitants
+was begun at once. The ponds were dug out and enlarged, the meadows were
+sodded with fresh, rich grass, spacious stalls were built, and a big
+kennel for dogs, aviaries for birds, aquaria for fish, and a silk-worm
+nursery, were all made ready. A large greenhouse was also erected for
+the cultivation of foreign plants. Here the animals were not brought
+simply to be kept on exhibition, but they were made as comfortable and
+as much at home as possible.
+
+On pleasant afternoons troops of children with their mammas or nurses
+crowd the walks and avenues of the Jardin d'Acclimatation. Here, in a
+comfortable airy kennel, are dogs from all parts of the world, some of
+them great noble fellows, who allow the little folks to fondle and
+stroke them. On a miniature mountain of artificial rock-work troops of
+goats and mouflons--a species of mountain sheep--clamber about, as much
+at home as if in their far-away native mountains. Under a group of
+fir-trees a lot of reindeer are taking an afternoon nap, lost in dreams
+of their home in the distant North. Grazing peacefully on the broad
+meadows are antelopes, gazelles, and all kinds of deer; and yaks from
+Tartary, llamas from the great South American plains, Thibet oxen, and
+cattle of all kinds are browsing in their particular feeding grounds.
+
+In a pretty sunny corner is a neat little chalet inclosed in a yard
+filled with fresh herbage. A cozy little home indeed, and there, peering
+inquisitively through the open door, is one of the owners of this
+mansion--a funny kangaroo, standing as firmly on its haunches as if it
+scorned the idea of being classed among the quadrupeds.
+
+What is whinnying and galloping about on that meadow? A whole crowd of
+ponies! Ponies from Siam, from Java, shaggy little Shetlands, quaggas
+and dauws from Africa, all feeding and frolicking together, and there,
+in the door of his stall, stands a sulky little zebra. He is a very
+bad-tempered little animal, and evidently something has gone wrong, and
+he "won't play." In a neighboring paddock is a gnu, the curious horned
+horse of South Africa. The children are uncertain whether to call it a
+horse, a buffalo, or a deer, and the creature itself appears a little
+doubtful as to which character it can rightfully assume.
+
+One of the few animals kept in cages is the guepard, or hunting leopard.
+The guepard, a graceful, spotted creature, is very useful to hunters in
+India. It is not a savage animal, and when taken young is very easily
+trained to work for its master. It is led hooded to the chase, and only
+when the game is near is the hood removed. The guepard then springs upon
+the prey, and holds it fast until the hunter comes to dispatch it. The
+guepard in the Jardin d'Acclimatation is very affectionate toward its
+keeper, and purrs like a big cat when he strokes its silky head, but it
+is safer for children to keep their little hands away from it.
+
+In pens provided with little ponds are intelligent seals and families of
+otters, with their elegant fur coats always clean and in order; and down
+by the shore of the stream and the large lake a loud chattering is made
+by the numerous web-footed creatures and long-legged waders. Here are
+ducks from Barbary and the American tropics, wild-geese from every
+clime, and swimming gracefully and silently in the clear water are
+swans--black, gray, and white--that glide up to the summer-houses on the
+bank, and eat bread and cake from the children's hands.
+
+Among the tall water-grasses at one end of the lake is a group of
+pelicans, motionless, their long bills resting on their breasts. They
+look very gloomy, as if refusing to be comforted for the loss of their
+native fishing grounds in the wild African swamps.
+
+Promenading in a spacious park are whole troops of ostriches, their
+small heads lifted high in the air, and their beautiful feathers blowing
+gracefully in the wind. Be careful, or they will dart their long necks
+through the paling and steal all your luncheon, or perhaps even the
+pretty locket from your chain, for anything from a piece of plum-cake to
+a cobble-stone is food for this voracious bird. A poor soldier, whose
+sole possession was the cross of honor which he wore on the breast of
+his coat, was once watching the ostriches in the Jardin d'Acclimatation,
+when a bird suddenly darted at him, seized his cross in its beak, and
+swallowed it. The soldier went to the superintendent of the garden and
+entered a bitter complaint; but the feathered thief was not arrested,
+and the soldier never recovered his treasure.
+
+What a rush and crowd of children on the avenue! No wonder, for there is
+a pretty barouche, to which is harnessed a large ostrich, which marches
+up and down, drawing its load as easily as if it were a span of goats or
+a Shetland pony, instead of a bird.
+
+There are so many beautiful birds in the aviaries, so many odd fowls in
+the poultry-house, and strange fish in the aquaria, that it is
+impossible to see them all in one day, and the best thing to do now is
+to rest on a seat in the cool shade of the vast conservatory, among
+strange and beautiful plants from all parts of the world. And on every
+holiday the happy children say, "We will go to the Jardin
+d'Acclimatation, where there is so much to enjoy, and so much to learn."
+
+
+
+
+FRANK'S WAR WITH THE 'COONS.
+
+BY GEORGE J. VARNEY.
+
+
+Last month I spent several weeks at a farm within sight of the White
+Mountains. One morning the boy Frank came in with a basket of sweet-corn
+on his arm, and a bad scowl on his countenance.
+
+"What is the matter, Frank?" inquired his mother, coming from the
+pantry.
+
+Indignation was personified in him, as he answered, "Them pigs has been
+in my corn."
+
+"I hadn't heard that the pigs had been out. Did they do much harm?"
+
+"Yes, they spoiled a peck of corn, sure; broke the ears half off, and
+some all off. Rubbed 'em all in the dirt, and only ate half the corn.
+Left 'most all one side. They didn't know enough to pull the husks clear
+off."
+
+Just then the hired man came in, and Frank repeated his complaint of the
+pigs.
+
+"They hain't been out of their yard for a week, I know. I heard some
+'coons yellin' over in the woods back of the orchard last night. I guess
+them's the critters that's been in your corn piece."
+
+"S'pose they'll come again to-night?" inquired the boy, every trace of
+displeasure vanishing.
+
+"Likely 's not. They 'most always do when they get a good bite, and
+don't get scared."
+
+"I'll fix 'em to-night," said the boy, with a broad smile at the
+anticipated sport.
+
+Twilight found Frank sitting patiently on a large pumpkin in the edge of
+his corn piece, gun in hand, watching for the 'coons. An hour later his
+patience was gone, and the 'coons hadn't come--at least he had no notice
+of their coming. As he started from his rolling seat a slight sound in
+the midst of the corn put him on the alert. He walked softly along
+beside the outer row, stopping frequently to listen, until he could
+distinctly hear the rustling of the corn leaves, and even the sound of
+gnawing corn from the cob. His heart beat fast with excitement as he
+became assured of the presence of a family of raccoons, and he held his
+gun ready to pop over the first one that showed itself. There were
+slight sounds of rustling and gnawing in several places, but they all
+ceased, one after another, as Frank came near. He listened, but there
+was nothing to be heard. Then he went to the other side of the piece to
+cut off their retreat from the woods. He came cautiously up between the
+corn rows to the midst of the piece, but no 'coon was there.
+
+"Pity they will eat their suppers in the dark," muttered Frank, to
+relieve his vexation at the disappointment.
+
+He returned slowly to the house, and went up to his room, where he sat
+down and read awhile. After an hour or more he became too sleepy to
+read; so he laid aside his book, put out the light, and popped into bed.
+Just as he was falling asleep he heard several cries over in the woods.
+They were half whistle, half scream--a sort of squeal. He sprang up in
+bed to listen. The cries ceased, and for several minutes all was
+silence. Then there arose a succession of screams, much nearer, and in a
+different voice. It was interrupted and broken. It seemed something
+between the squeal of a pig and the cry of a child.
+
+Frank said to his father the next morning that "it sounded as if it was
+a young one, and the mother was cuffing it and driving it back. At any
+rate, the last of the cries sounded as if the little 'coon had turned,
+and was going away."
+
+"Very likely," said his father; "the little 'coon was probably hungry
+for the rest of his supper, and was going back to the corn sooner than
+the old 'coon thought was prudent."
+
+Frank heard no more of the 'coons, and soon went to sleep, but in the
+morning he found that more corn had been spoiled than in the first
+night. The 'coons had only run off to come back again, and begin their
+depredations in a new place. He therefore came to the conclusion that he
+must watch all night, and every night, if at all.
+
+The hired man told how some boys where he worked once caught a 'coon by
+setting a trap at the hole in a board fence near the corn piece. There
+was a wall beside the woods not far from Frank's corn, and there were a
+plenty of holes in it, but which particular hole the 'coons came through
+nobody could tell.
+
+[Illustration: "FOR A FEW SECONDS THERE WAS A LIVELY BATTLE."]
+
+"I'll find out," said Frank. He went to a sand-bank with the
+wheelbarrow, and shovelled in a load of sand. This he spread at the
+bottom of every large hole, and on the rocks at every low place in the
+wall. In the morning he walked along there, and the foot-prints in the
+sand showed where the path of the 'coons crossed the wall. There he set
+his steel-trap, and another which he borrowed of a neighbor. In the
+morning he went over to see what had happened. One trap was sprung, and
+held a few hairs; the other trap had disappeared. It didn't go off
+alone, Frank thought; but it had a long stick fastened to its chain that
+would be sure to catch in the bushes before it went far. He sprang over
+the wall, and peeped round among the knolls and bushes. Suddenly, as he
+went around a clump of little spruces, a chain rattled, and a
+brownish-gray creature, "'most as big as a bear," as Frank afterward
+said, sprang at him, with a sharp, snarling growl, and mouth wide open.
+The sight was too much for Frank's nerves, and set them in such a tremor
+that he ran away. When he came in sight of his corn he began to grow
+angry, and his courage came up again. He now got him a larger stick than
+he had first carried, and set out for the animal again. He had
+considered that, after all, it could be only a 'coon, though bears had
+been heard of in the corn fields further north. Frank and the corn-eater
+now met again face to face, and for a few seconds there was a lively
+battle, in which mingled the snarling of the 'coon, the rattling of the
+chain, and the blows of the stick. At length the 'coon lay still, and
+Frank stood guard over him with a broken stick. The next day he ate a
+slice of roast 'coon for dinner with great relish.
+
+The traps were set again for the next night, but never a 'coon was in
+them in the morning. The cunning fellows evidently considered the place
+too dangerous, and chose another entrance. Anyway, the corn was still
+going away fast. Frank feared that he wouldn't have enough to fill his
+contract with the canning factory unless the family in the house, or the
+other family in the woods, left off eating. Something must be done. At
+length Frank bought a dog. He made a nice kennel for him in the middle
+of the corn field, and tied him there at night. Just after Frank had
+fallen into a sound sleep the dog woke him up with his barking. Frank
+went out, but could find nothing. The dog woke him twice more that
+night, but he didn't trouble himself to leave his bed again. In the
+morning he found that the 'coons had destroyed as much corn as before,
+but it was all about the edges. The next night they ventured a little
+nearer the kennel. The following night the dog was left in the kennel
+loose. Probably when the 'coons came he made a charge upon them, and
+they turned upon him and drove him away, for he was only a little young
+one. He took refuge in the wood-house, where he barked furiously for an
+hour or more, and then in occasional brief spells all the
+night--whenever he woke enough to remember the 'coons. After this Frank
+gave up the defense of the corn, but began to gather it nightly as fast
+as the ears were sufficiently full. At length he cut the corn and took
+it into the barn, excepting a single bunch. About this bunch he sunk
+traps in the ground, and threw hay-seed over them, and placed nice ears
+of sweet-corn beside them. The next morning he had another 'coon. The
+other trap was sprung also, but it held nothing but a little tuft of
+long gray fur. That sly fellow had again sat down on the trencher. From
+this time the 'coons troubled Frank's corn no more, having found other
+fields where there was more corn and fewer traps. Frank's final conflict
+with the 'coons was late in the autumn, when the leaves were nearly gone
+from the trees, and the ripe beech-nuts were beginning to drop. He had
+fired all his ammunition away at gray squirrels the day before, except a
+little powder; but a meeting of crows in the adjoining woods incited his
+sporting proclivities, and he loaded his gun, putting in peas for shot,
+and started for the locality of the noisy birds. They cawed a little
+louder when they discovered the intruder, then began in a straggling
+manner to fly away. So when Frank arrived at the scene of the meeting it
+had adjourned. Looking about in the trees to see if by chance a single
+crow might still be lingering, a slight movement in a tall maple met his
+eye.
+
+"Biggest gray squirrel ever I saw," muttered the boy, raising his gun.
+The position was not a good one for a shot, as the head, which had been
+thrust out over a large branch close to the trunk was now withdrawn, so
+that only the end of the nose was visible. Close beside this branch was
+another, and between the two a large surface of gray fur was exposed.
+
+"I'll send him some peas for dinner," thought Frank, and fired. He heard
+the peas rattle against the hard bark of the tree, but no gray squirrel
+came down or went up that he could see. When the smoke cleared away, a
+black nose was thrust out over the branch, and two keen eyes were
+visible, peering down at the sportsman, as much as to say, "I like peas
+for dinner, little boy, but don't take 'em that way."
+
+"That's no squirrel," thought Frank. "I believe it's a 'coon--sure as a
+gun. And I haven't got a thing to shoot him with."
+
+He thought of putting his knife into his gun for a bullet, but it proved
+too large. Then he looked for some coarse gravel, but did not find any.
+Feeling in all his pockets, his fingers clutched a board nail.
+
+"Ah, that's the thing! We'll see, Mr. 'Coon, if you care any more for
+board nails than you do for peas."
+
+Loading his gun again, he dropped in the nail instead of a knife for a
+bullet. He took careful aim again at the spot of fur between the
+branches, and fired. The 'coon was more than surprised this time, and he
+certainly forgot to look before he leaped, or he never would have sprung
+right out ten feet from the tree, with nothing between him and the
+ground, thirty or forty feet below. He struck all rounded up in a bunch,
+like a big ball, bouncing up two or three feet from the ground. Frank
+started toward the animal, thinking, "Well, that fall's knocked the life
+out of him."
+
+He never was more mistaken. When he stepped toward him, the 'coon got
+upon his feet at once, and offered battle. Frank now used his gun in
+another manner, seizing it by the barrel, and turning it into a war
+club. There ensued some lively dodging on the part of the 'coon; but at
+length he was hit slightly, when he turned and ran for the nearest tree.
+This happened to be a beech, in whose hard, smooth bark his claws would
+not hold. He slipped down, and as Frank came up, turned and made a dash
+for the boy's legs. Frank met him with a blow of the gun on the head, at
+which the 'coon dropped down, apparently lifeless. Another such blow
+would have finished him; but Frank was unwilling to give it, for the
+last one had cracked his gun-stock. So he shouldered the gun, took the
+'coon up by the hinder legs, and started for home. Before he got there
+the 'coon had come to his senses again, and made Frank pretty lively
+work to keep his own legs safe. As soon as he could find a good stake
+Frank dropped his dangerous burden, and before the 'coon could run away,
+he was stunned by a blow of the stake.
+
+With this victory the war between Frank and the 'coons ended for the
+season. He had been obliged to buy some corn of a neighbor in order to
+fill his contract with the canning factory; but the 'coon-skins sold for
+enough to make up the money.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: "COME ON!"]
+
+
+
+
+[Begun in No. 46 of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, September 14.]
+
+WHO WAS PAUL GRAYSON?
+
+BY JOHN HABBERTON,
+
+AUTHOR OF "HELEN'S BABIES."
+
+
+CHAPTER III.
+
+MUSIC AND MANNERS.
+
+The boys at Mr. Morton's select school were not the only people in
+Laketon who were curious about Paul Grayson. Although the men and women
+had daily duties like those of men and women elsewhere, they found a
+great deal of time in which to think and talk about other people and
+their affairs. So all the boys who attended the school were interrogated
+so often about their new comrade, that they finally came to consider
+themselves as being in some way a part of the mystery.
+
+Mr. Morton, who had opened his school only several weeks before the
+appearance of Grayson, was himself unknown at Laketon until that spring,
+when, after an unsuccessful attempt to be made principal of the grammar
+school, he had hired the upper floor of what once had been a store
+building, and opened a school on his own account. He had introduced
+himself by letters that the school trustees, and Mr. Merivale, pastor of
+one of the village churches, considered very good; but now that
+Grayson's appearance was explained only by the teacher's statement that
+the boy was son of an old school friend who now was a widower, some of
+the trustees wished they were able to remember the names and addresses
+appended to the letters that the new teacher had presented. Sam
+Wardwell's father having learned from Mr. Morton where last he had
+taught, went so far as to write to the wholesale merchants with whom he
+dealt, in New York, for the name of some customer in Mr. Morton's former
+town; but even by making the most of this roundabout method of inquiry
+he only learned that the teacher had been highly respected, although
+nothing was known of his antecedents.
+
+With one of the town theories on the subject of Mr. Morton and Paul
+Grayson the boys entirely disagreed: this was that the teacher and the
+boy were father and son.
+
+"I don't think grown people are so very smart, after all," said Sam
+Wardwell, one day, as the boys who were not playing lounged in the shade
+of the school building and chatted. "They talk about Grayson being Mr.
+Morton's son. Why, who ever saw Grayson look a bit afraid of the
+teacher?"
+
+"Nobody," replied Ned Johnston, and no one contradicted him, although
+Bert Sharp suggested that there were other boys in the world who were
+not afraid of their fathers--himself, for instance.
+
+"Then you ought to be," said Benny Mallow. Benny looked off at nothing
+in particular for a moment, and then continued, "I wish I had a father
+to be afraid of."
+
+There was a short silence after this, for as no other boy in the group
+had lost a father, no one knew exactly what to say; besides, a big tear
+began to trickle down Benny's face, and all the boys saw it, although
+Benny dropped his head as much as possible. Finally, however, Ned
+Johnston stealthily patted Benny on the back, and then Sam Wardwell,
+taking a fine winter apple from his pocket, broke it in two, and
+extended half of it, with the remark, "Halves, Benny."
+
+Benny said, "Thank you," and seemed to take a great deal of comfort out
+of that piece of apple, while the other boys, who knew how fond Sam was
+of all things good to eat, were so impressed by his generosity that none
+of them asked for the core of the half that Sam was stowing away for
+himself. Indeed, Ned Johnston was so affected that he at once agreed to
+a barter--often proposed by Sam and as often declined--of his Centennial
+medal for a rather old bass-line with a choice sinker.
+
+Before the same hour of the next day, however, nearly every boy who
+attended Mr. Morton's school was wicked enough to wish to be in just
+exactly Benny Mallow's position, so far as fathers were concerned. This
+sudden change of feeling was not caused by anything that Laketon fathers
+had done, but through fear of what they might do. As no two boys agreed
+upon a statement of just how this difference of sentiment occurred, the
+author is obliged to tell the story in his own words.
+
+Usually the boys hurried away from the neighborhood of the school as
+soon as possible after dismissal in the afternoon, but during the last
+recess of the day on which the above-recorded conversation occurred Will
+Palmer and Charley Gunter completed a series of a hundred games of
+marbles, and had the strange fortune to end exactly even. The match had
+already attracted a great deal of attention in the school--so much so
+that boys who took sides without thinking had foolishly made a great
+many bets on the result, and a deputation of these informed the players
+that it would be only the fair thing to play the deciding game that
+afternoon after school, so that boys who had bet part or all of their
+property might know how they stood. Will and Charley expressed no
+objection; indeed, each was so anxious to prove himself the best player
+that in his anxiety he made many blunders during the afternoon
+recitations.
+
+As soon as the school was dismissed, the boys hurried into the yard,
+while Grayson, who had lately seen as much of marble-playing as he cared
+to, strolled off for a walk. The marble ring was quickly scratched on
+the ground, and the players began work. But the boys did not take as
+much interest in the game as they had expected to, for a rival
+attraction had unexpectedly appeared on the ground since recess: two
+rival attractions, more properly speaking, or perhaps three, for in a
+shady corner sat an organ-grinder, on the ground in front of him was an
+organ, and on top of this sat a monkey. Now to city boys more than ten
+years of age an organ-grinder is almost as uninteresting as a scolding;
+but Laketon was not a city, organ-grinders reached it seldom, and
+monkeys less often; so fully half the boys lounged up to within a few
+feet of the strangers, and devoured them with their eyes, while the man
+and the animal devoured some scraps of food that had been begged at a
+kitchen door.
+
+Nobody can deny that a monkey, even when soberly eating his dinner, is a
+very comical animal, and no boy ever lived, not excepting that good
+little boy Abel, who did not naturally wonder what a strange animal
+would do if some one disturbed him in some way. Which of Mr. Morton's
+pupils first felt this wonder about the organ-grinder's monkey was never
+known; the boys soon became too sick of the general subject to care to
+compare notes about this special phase of it; but the first one who
+ventured to experiment on the monkey was Bert Sharp, who made so
+skillful a "plumper" shot with a marble, from the level of his trousers
+pocket, that the marble struck the monkey fairly in the breast, and
+rattled down on the organ, while the monkey, who evidently had seen boys
+before, made a sudden jump to the head of his master, and then scrambled
+down the Italian's back, and hid himself so that he showed only as much
+of his head as was necessary to his effort to peer across the
+organ-grinder's shoulder.
+
+"Maledetta!" growled the Italian, as he looked inquiringly around him.
+As none of the boys had ever before heard this word, they did not know
+whether it was a question, a rebuke, or a threat; but they saw plainly
+enough that the man was angry, and although most of them stepped
+backward a pace or two, they all joined in the general laugh that a
+crowd of boys are almost sure to indulge in when they see any one in
+trouble, that any one of the same boys would be sorry about were he
+alone when he saw it.
+
+The organ-grinder began munching his food very rapidly, as if in haste
+to finish his meal, yet he did not forget to pass morsels across his
+shoulder to his funny little companion, and the manner in which the
+monkey put up a paw to take the food amused the boys greatly. Benny
+Mallow thought that monkey was simply delightful, but he could not help
+wondering what the animal would do if a marble were to strike his paw as
+he put it up. Animals' paws are soft at bottom, reasoned Benny to
+himself, and marbles shot through the air can not hurt much if any; the
+result of this short argument was that Benny tried a "plumper" shot
+himself; but the marble, instead of striking the monkey's paw, went
+straight into the mouth of the organ-grinder, who was just about to take
+a mouthful of bread.
+
+Up sprang the Italian, with an expression of countenance so perfectly
+dreadful that Benny Mallow dreamed of it, for a month after, whenever he
+ate too much supper. All the boys ran, and the Italian pursued them with
+words so strange and numerous that the boys could not have repeated one
+of them had they tried. Every boy was half a block away before he
+thought to look around and see whether the footsteps behind him were
+those of the organ-grinder or of some frightened boy. Sam Wardwell
+stumbled and fell, at which Ned Johnston, who had been but a step or two
+behind, fell upon Sam, who instantly screamed, "Oh, don't, mister: I
+didn't do it--really I didn't."
+
+On hearing this all the other boys thought it safe to stop and look, and
+when they saw the Italian was not in the street at all, they felt so
+ashamed that there is no knowing what they would have done if they had
+not had Sam Wardwell to laugh at. As for Sam, he was so angry about the
+mistake he had made that he vowed vengeance against the Italian, and
+hurried back toward the yard. Will Palmer afterward said that he
+couldn't see how the Italian was to blame, and Ned Johnston said the
+very same thought had occurred to him; but somehow neither of the two
+happened to mention the matter, as they, with the other boys, followed
+Sam Wardwell to see what he would do. Looking through the cracks of the
+fence, the boys saw the Italian, with his organ and monkey on his back,
+coming down the yard; at the same time they saw nearly half a brick go
+up the yard, and barely miss the organ-grinder's head. The man said
+nothing; perhaps he had been in difficulties with boys before, and had
+learned that the best way to get out of them was to walk away as fast as
+possible; besides, there was no one in sight for him to talk to, for Sam
+had started to run the instant that the piece of brick left his hand.
+The man came out of the yard, looked around, saw the boys, turned in the
+opposite direction, and then turned up an alley that passed one side of
+the school-house.
+
+He could not have done worse; for no one lived on the alley, so any
+mischievous boy could tease him without fear of detection. He had gone
+but a few steps when Sam, who had hidden in a garden on the same alley,
+rose beside a fence, and threw a stick, which struck the organ. The man
+stopped, turned around, saw the whole crowd of boys slowly following,
+supposed some one of them was his assailant, threw the stick swiftly at
+the party, and then started to run. No one was hit, but the mere sight
+of a frightened man trying to escape seemed to rob the boys of every
+particle of humanity. Charley Gunter, who was very fond of pets, devoted
+himself to trying to hit the monkey with stones; Will Palmer, who had
+once helped nurse a friendless negro who had cut himself badly with an
+axe, actually shouted "Hurra!" when a stone thrown by himself struck one
+of the man's legs, and made him limp; Ned Johnston hurriedly broke a
+soft brick into small pieces, and threw them almost in a shower; and
+even Benny Mallow, who had always been a most tender-hearted little
+fellow, threw stones, sticks, and even an old bottle that he found among
+the rubbish that had been thrown into the alley.
+
+[Illustration: THE ATTACK ON THE ORGAN-GRINDER.]
+
+Suddenly a stone--there were so many in the air at a time that no one
+knew who threw that particular stone--struck the organ-grinder in the
+back of the head, and the poor fellow fell forward flat, with his organ
+on top of him, and remained perfectly motionless.
+
+"He's killed!" exclaimed some one, as the pursuers stopped. In an
+instant all the boys went over the fences on either side of the alley,
+but not until Paul Grayson, crossing the upper end of the alley, had
+seen them, and they had seen him.
+
+[TO BE CONTINUED.]
+
+
+
+
+FORDING A RIVER IN CENTRAL ASIA.
+
+BY DAVID KER.
+
+
+I have heard many complaints made of the impossibility of sleeping in a
+railway car, and have wondered much how those who made them would have
+fared if compelled to spend, not one night, but twelve or fourteen in
+succession, in crossing the roadless plains and hills of Central Asia in
+a Russian cart, whose whole progress is a series of jolts that might
+dislocate the spine of a megatherium, flinging one at every turn against
+the corner of a box, or the broad shoulders of the Tartar driver. The
+correct way of preparing for a journey in this primitive region is to
+half fill your cart with hay, lay your baggage upon it as a kind of
+pavement, and cover the whole with a straw mattress, upon which you
+recline, walled in with rolled-up wrappers to keep you from being
+absolutely battered to bits against the sides of the vehicle. You then
+provide yourself with a hatchet and a coil of rope, as an antidote to
+the inevitable coming off of a wheel two or three times a day during the
+whole journey, and thus fore-armed, you are, as the Russians
+significantly say, "ready to _chance it_."
+
+After a night of such travel as this, with all its attendant bumps,
+bruises, and overturns, among the hills on the frontier of Bokhara, my
+English comrade and I find ourselves nearing the once famous city of
+Samarcand, and getting forward much more easily now that the plain is
+fairly reached at last. But what we gain in comfort we lose in
+picturesqueness. For several miles our course lies through the wet, miry
+level of the rice fields, and we leave them only to emerge upon a wide
+waste of bare gravel, amid which the once formidable current of the
+"gold-giving Zer-Affshan" has shrunk to a single narrow channel, the
+only fine feature of the landscape being the dark purple ridge beyond,
+upon which, in June, 1868, was fought the battle that decided the fate
+of Bokhara.
+
+But commonplace as it looks, every foot of this region is historic
+ground. Here stood the centre of a mighty empire, drawing to itself all
+the pomp and splendor of the East, in days when marsh frogs were
+croaking upon the site of St. Petersburg, and Indians lighting their
+camp fires upon that of New York. The very earth seems still shaking
+with the march of ancient conquerors, and one would hardly wonder to see
+Alexander's Macedonians coming with measured tramp over the boundless
+level, or low-browed Attila, with the light of a grim gladness in his
+deep-set eyes, waving on five hundred thousand horsemen with the sweep
+of his enchanted sabre. But mingled with these memories comes the
+thought of one who surpassed them both--a little, swarthy, keen-eyed,
+limping man, known to history as Timour the Tartar, who crushed into one
+great whole all the jarring kingdoms of Asia, only that they might melt
+into chaos again the moment that mighty grasp was relaxed by death.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+"We must get out here, David Stepanovitch!"
+
+The shrill call sweeps away my visions, and I look up to find myself in
+front of a tiny hut--a mere speck in that wilderness of gravel--beside
+which three or four wild-looking figures are grouped around a huge
+_arba_ (native cart), conspicuous by its immense breadth of beam, and
+its gigantic wheels, seven good feet in diameter.
+
+Mourad hastily explains that to attempt fording the river in our little
+post-cart will be certain destruction to our baggage, and that we must
+shift to the arba, which, light, strong, and, thanks to its great
+breadth, almost impossible to overturn, seems made for this roadless
+region, as the camel is for the desert.
+
+The transfer is soon effected, but it takes some time to secure our
+packages against the tremendous shaking which awaits them, and our
+careful henchman goes over his work three times before he can persuade
+himself to let go. But the reckless Bokhariotes, who care little if we
+and all our belongings go to the bottom, provided they get their money,
+cut him short by leaping onto the front of the huge tray, and heading
+right down upon the river.
+
+We make five or six lesser crossings before coming to the real one, the
+Zer-Affshan, like Central Asian rivers generally, being given to wasting
+its strength in minor channels; but even these run with a force and
+swiftness that show us what we have to expect. At length, after a
+comparatively long interval of bare gravel, the two Bokhariotes suddenly
+plant themselves back to back, with their feet against the sides of the
+cart. The huge vehicle halts for a moment, as if to gather strength for
+its final leap, and then rushes into the stream.
+
+And now comes the tug of war. The wheels have barely made three turns in
+the water when the great mass trembles under a shock like the collision
+of a train, and to our bewildered eyes the river appears to be standing
+perfectly still, and we ourselves to be flying backward at full speed.
+
+Deeper and deeper grows the water, stronger and stronger presses the
+current. Already the little post-cart following in our wake is almost
+submerged, and the water is battering against the bottom of the arba,
+and splashing over our feet as we sit. More than once the horses stop
+short, and plant their feet firmly, to save themselves from being swept
+bodily away, and the roar of the chafing pebbles comes up to us like the
+tramp of a charging squadron.
+
+In the midst of the din and hurly-burly, the lashing water, and the
+blinding spray, a terrible thought suddenly occurs to me. "By Jove! all
+my sugar's in the bottom of my store chest. It'll be all melted, to a
+certainty."
+
+"Shouldn't wonder," remarks my friend, with that quiet fortitude
+wherewith men are wont to bear the misfortunes of other people.
+"However, you can get some more at Samarcand; and, after all, a trunk
+lined with sugar will be worth exhibiting at home--if you ever get
+there."
+
+For the next few minutes it is "touch and go" with us; but even among
+Asiatics nothing can be spun out forever. Little by little the water
+grows shallower, the ground firmer, the strain less and less violent,
+till at length we come out upon dry land once more, decant the contents
+of the arba back into the cart, reward our pilots, and are off again.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE TUG OF WAR
+
+
+This is an old English game, which has become a favorite athletic
+exercise in almost all countries, as a trial of strength and endurance.
+In England it used to be called "French and English," from the ancient
+rivalry that existed between the two nationalities. Our picture shows
+how the game is played. Care should be taken to have a stout rope, and
+the players should be divided so that each party may as nearly as
+possible be of equal strength. The party that pulls the other over a
+line marked on the ground between them is the winner in the game.
+Sometimes a string is tied on the rope, and when the game begins this
+string should be directly over the dividing line. It often happens that
+the parties are so evenly matched that neither can pull the string more
+than an inch or two over the line; and then it becomes a trial of
+endurance, and the question is which side can hold out the longer.
+
+Among the Burmese the "tug of war" is a part of the religious ceremonies
+held when there is a scarcity of rain. Instead of rope, long, slender
+canes are twisted together, and spokes are thrust through to give a firm
+hold. The sides are taken by men from different quarters of a town, or
+from different villages. Each side is marshalled by two drums and a
+harsh wind-instrument, which make a hideous noise. A few priests are
+generally seen squatting on the ground near by, chewing the betel-nut,
+and reading their laws, which are printed on slips of palm leaf. Every
+now and then they give a shout of encouragement. Each side tries to pull
+the other over the line, amid shouts and cries of the most vigorous
+description. It makes no difference which side wins the day, as victory
+to either party is supposed by the superstitious natives to bring the
+wished-for rain. Continued drought does not discourage them from
+repeating the ceremony time after time; and when the rain comes at last
+they firmly believe it is in answer to their incantations.
+
+
+
+
+FOUND IN A FROG.
+
+BY MISS VIRGINIA W. JOHNSON,
+
+AUTHOR OF "THE CATSKILL FAIRIES."
+
+
+The sun had risen when Gita awoke. She lived at the top of a tall old
+house with her grandmother, and both were poor. When she had put on her
+thin cotton gown, and smoothed her hair with her small brown hands, Gita
+ran down stairs lightly; and these stairs--some crooked stone steps in a
+dark passage--would have broken our necks to descend. She came out in a
+narrow street with the tall houses almost meeting overhead, and steep
+paths or flights of steps leading down to the shore. The town was
+Mentone, in the south of France, with the boundary line of Italy not
+half a mile distant. At one end of the street was visible the blue sky,
+and two churches, yellow and white, on an open square, with towers,
+where the bells were ringing.
+
+Gita felt in her pocket for a crust of hard bread, and began to eat.
+This was her breakfast, and if she had been richer she would have drunk
+a little black coffee with it. As it was, she paused at the fountain,
+where the women were gossiping as they drew water in buckets, and placed
+her mouth under the spout.
+
+Raphael came along, and greeted her. Raphael, a tall young fellow with
+bright eyes, a face the color of bronze, and a little black mustache,
+was the son of a merchant who kept goats and donkeys for the visitors
+who came here every year. The goats furnished rich milk for the invalids
+to drink, while the ladies and children rode the donkeys. Gita found
+Raphael very handsome.
+
+He wore a curious straw hat with the brim turned up, a shirt striped
+with red, blue pantaloons, and a yellow sash about his waist. One could
+see he esteemed himself rather a dandy. In turn Raphael found Gita the
+prettiest girl of his acquaintance, with her large black eyes, brown
+face, and white teeth. Besides, Gita was amiable, and did not mock at
+him when he walked on the Promenade on Sunday with his hat on one side,
+and a cigarette in his mouth.
+
+"I have asked the consent of my parents to our marriage," said Raphael.
+"They refuse, unless you have a dower of at least a hundred francs. We
+must wait."
+
+Gita sighed and shook her head as she pursued her way down to the shore.
+In these countries the young people must obtain the consent of their
+parents to marry, and the bride should have a dowry. Gita had not a
+penny; Raphael's father might as well have asked him to bring the moon
+as one hundred francs.
+
+Grandmother was seated under an archway, with her little furnace before
+her, roasting chestnuts. Grandmother, a wrinkled old woman, with a red
+handkerchief wound about her head, was a chestnut merchant. The sailors,
+children, and Italians coming over the border bought her wares, and when
+she was not employed in serving them she twisted flax on a distaff.
+
+"Raphael's father needs a dowry of one hundred francs," said Gita, as
+grandmother gave her a few chestnuts.
+
+"Ah, if you were a lemon girl!" said grandmother, beginning to twist the
+flax.
+
+Gita poised a basket on her head, took a white stocking from her pocket,
+and began to knit as she walked away. The women of the country carry all
+burdens on their heads. You may see a mother with a mound of cut grass
+on her head, dandling a little baby in her arms as she moves along.
+Grandmother had been a lemon girl in her day, but Gita was not strong
+enough. The lemon girls bring the fruit on their heads many miles, from
+the lemon groves down to the ships, when they are sent to America and
+other distant lands.
+
+When you next taste a lemonade at a Sunday-school picnic, little reader,
+remember how far the lemon has travelled to furnish you this refreshing
+drink.
+
+Gita went along the shore knitting, her empty basket tilted on her head.
+The blue Mediterranean Sea sparkled as far as the eye could reach, and
+broke on the pebbles of the beach in waves as clear as crystal. Soon she
+turned back toward the hills, following a narrow path between high
+garden walls, passed under a railroad bridge, and entered an olive
+garden. She worked here all day, gathering up the little black olives
+which fall from the trees, much as children gather nuts in the woods at
+home. Other women were already at work; their dresses of gay colors,
+yellow and red, showed against the gray background of the trees. A boy
+beat the branches with a long pole. Gita began to work with the rest.
+She did not think much about the olive-tree, although it was a good
+friend. She was paid twenty sous a day to gather the berries from the
+ground, which were then taken to the crushing mill up the ravine to be
+made into oil. Gita ate the green lemons plucked from the trees as a
+child of the North would eat apples, but she loved the good olive-oil
+better. When the grandmother made a feast, it was to fry the little
+silvery sardines in oil, so crisp and brown.
+
+The olive-tree is a native of Asia Minor, and often mentioned in the
+Bible. Some of the trees in the garden where Gita now worked were so old
+that the Romans saw them when they conquered the world.
+
+At noon the olive-pickers paused to rest. Gita went away alone, and ate
+the handful of chestnuts given her by grandmother. When she returned to
+the town at night she would have another bit of bread and a raw onion.
+She seated herself on the edge of the ravine, and thought about Raphael
+as she munched her nuts. Below, this path traversed the ravine, and
+climbed the opposite slope to the wall of a pretty villa, one of the
+houses occupied for the winter by rich strangers. Gita looked at the
+villa, with its window shaded by lace curtains, balconies, and terraces,
+where orange-trees were covered with little golden balls of fruit.
+
+"If I were rich like that I would have soup every day, sometimes made of
+pumpkin and sometimes with macaroni in it," she thought.
+
+Then she turned over a stone with her heavy shoe, and it rolled down the
+hill. Gita uttered a cry. The stone had covered a hole at the root of
+the olive-tree where she sat, far away from the other workers. In the
+hole she saw a green frog; she dropped on her knees to look at it more
+closely. Yes, it was a green frog. How did it come there? She touched it
+with her fingers; the frog did not move or croak. Then she took it out
+carefully. The frog was one of those pasteboard boxes which appear each
+year in the shop windows of Paris for Easter presents, in company with
+fish, lobsters, and shells.
+
+Gita raised the lid. Inside were bank-bills and a lizard. She knew
+lizards very well; they were always whisking over the stone walls; but
+then those were of a sober brown tint, while this one was white until
+she lifted it, when it sparkled like a dewdrop. The lizard was an
+ornament made of diamonds. Gita held her breath and closed her eyes. She
+believed herself asleep. Soon she rose, took the box in her hand, and
+crossing the ravine, began to climb the path to the villa above.
+
+As she reached the door a pony-carriage drove up. A big servant with
+many buttons on his coat told her to go away. Gita paused, holding the
+box. The pale lady in the carriage, who was wrapped in furs, motioned
+her to approach. Quickly the girl ran forward and held out the frog.
+
+"I found it in a hole at the foot of the olive-tree," she explained. "It
+must belong to this house."
+
+The lady took the box and opened it, emptying the contents on her lap.
+There lay the diamond lizard, and the roll of French bank-notes.
+
+"You see that Pierre was a dishonest servant, although nothing was found
+on him," said the lady to those about her. "He must have hidden this box
+in the olive grove to return from Nice later and find it."
+
+Gita listened with her mouth and eyes wide open. The lady looked at her
+and smiled.
+
+"You are a good girl," she said.
+
+Then she selected one of the bills and gave it to Gita. It was a note of
+one hundred francs.
+
+"Now I can marry Raphael!" she cried.
+
+Raphael was standing beside grandmother's chestnut-roaster when both saw
+Gita running toward them, her cheeks red, and her eyes flashing like
+stars. She had to tell all about the frog, not only to them, but to the
+neighbors. As for grandmother, she could not hear the story often
+enough. When she had been a lemon girl no such luck had befallen her.
+
+"Who would have thought of finding a wedding dowry in a frog?" laughed
+Raphael.
+
+Gita and Raphael are soon to be married in the yellow church on the
+hill. The olive-pickers in the grove seek for something beside the dark
+berries; they hope to find a green frog under a stone, containing money
+and a diamond lizard; but this will never again happen.
+
+
+
+
+JAPANESE LIFE.
+
+
+The Japanese is the cleanest of mankind. Cleanliness is, so to speak,
+more than godliness with him. Though he has no soap, he washes all over
+at least once a day--he worships but once a week. His candles are made
+of vegetable wax. He uses a cotton coverlet, well stuffed and padded,
+for bed-covering and mattress. A sort of stereoscope case--made of
+wood--makes his pillow. He resorts to that, and so do his wife and
+daughters, that their carefully arranged hair may not be disarranged
+during sleep. No head-covering is worn by the Japanese. No nation
+dresses the hair so tastefully. Usually it is with the men shaved in
+sections. They are coming now to wear it in European fashion. They are
+adopting all European customs.
+
+On levée day I saw the reception at the Mikado's palace in Yeddo. Every
+one presented had to come in European full dress. That dress does not
+become the Japanese figure. He looks awkward in it. His legs are too
+short. The tails of his claw-hammer coat drag on the ground, and the
+black dress trousers wrinkle up and get baggy around his feet. His
+European-fashioned clothes have been sent out ready-made from America or
+England, and in no case did I notice anything approaching to a good fit.
+Yet he smiled and looked happy, though he could not get his heels half
+way down his Wellington boots, and his hat was either too large or too
+small for his head. He always smiles and looks pleasant. Nothing can
+make him grumble, and he has not learned to swear. He is satisfied to be
+paid his due, and never asks for more. As a New York cabman he would be
+a veritable living curiosity.
+
+
+
+
+WHERE DID POTATOES COME FROM?
+
+
+Nobody knows precisely where the potato came from originally. It has
+been found, apparently indigenous, in many parts of the world. Mr.
+Darwin, for instance, found it wild in the Chonos Archipelago. Sir W. J.
+Hooker says that it is common at Valparaiso, where it grows abundantly
+on the sandy hills near the sea. In Peru and other parts of South
+America it appears to be at home; and it is a noteworthy fact that Mr.
+Darwin should have noted it both in the humid forests of the Chonos
+Archipelago and among the central Chilian mountains, where sometimes
+rain does not fall for six months at a stretch. It was to the colonists
+whom Sir Walter Raleigh sent out in Elizabeth's reign that we are
+indebted for our potatoes.
+
+Herriot, who went out with these colonists, and who wrote an account of
+his travels, makes what may, perhaps, be regarded as the earliest
+mention of this vegetable. Under the heading of "Roots," he mentions
+what he calls the "openawk." "These roots," he says, "are round, some
+large as a walnut, others much larger. They grow on damp soils, many
+hanging together as if fixed on ropes. They are good food, either boiled
+or roasted."
+
+At the beginning of the seventeenth century this root was planted, as a
+curious exotic, in the gardens of the nobility, but it was long ere it
+came into general use. Many held them to be poisonous, and it would seem
+not altogether unreasonably so either. The potato is closely related to
+the deadly-nightshade and the mandrake, and from its stems and leaves
+may be extracted a very powerful narcotic. In England prejudice against
+it was for a long time very strong, especially among the poor.
+
+
+
+
+[Begun in HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE No. 47, September 21.]
+
+"MOONSHINERS."
+
+BY E. H. MILLER.
+
+
+CHAPTER II.
+
+CONNY FINDS A HOME.
+
+Two days afterward, when the doctor went out for his horse, he found
+Conny sitting astride the block, his lap filled with sweet white clover,
+which he was feeding to Prince with one hand, while with the other he
+stroked the beautiful head that was bent down to him. He dropped to his
+feet on seeing the doctor, and made a bow, grave and stiff, but not at
+all bashful.
+
+"I have come to live with you, sir," he said.
+
+"Indeed," laughed the doctor; "and what do you suppose I want of you?"
+
+"I don't know, sir; but my feyther always told me, if he died, I was not
+to stay on the mountain, but go to some good man who would teach me to
+work."
+
+"And how do you know I am a good man?" asked the doctor, looking keenly
+at the boy. "You have never seen me but once."
+
+"I have seen you often. I saw you when you mended the rabbit's leg. Jock
+Riley broke it with his big cart-whip."
+
+"And where were you, pray?"
+
+"Up in a tree, lying along a limb. And I was in the big tamarack when
+you climbed up the hill for the little flower. I often wanted to know
+why you cared to get it. My feyther thought perhaps it was good for
+medicine; but when I told him you only took one, he said then he
+couldn't tell; it might be you were crazed."
+
+The doctor laughed heartily. It was by no means the first time his
+passion for botanizing had been called a _craze_.
+
+"Well, Conny," said he, "go into the house and get your breakfast, and
+when I come back we will talk this matter over."
+
+He stopped for a word of explanation with his wife, and drove away,
+leaving Conny on the door-step, with a substantial slice of bread and
+meat in his hands, and a bowl of milk beside him, while little Betty
+peeped shyly at him through the window.
+
+It gave the doctor a curious sensation to think, as he rode through the
+solitary woods, of the little watcher stretched along a mossy limb, or
+peering out from a treetop, like some strange, wild creature.
+
+"He must have been set to keep guard by the moon-shiners," he thought.
+"I wonder if they suspected I meant them mischief?" And then like a
+flash came another thought: "They have sent him to me now as a spy to
+find out if I have any secret business for the government. I should
+rather enjoy giving them a scare, if it were not for my wife and Betty."
+
+The doctor fully made up his mind before he went home to send Conny on
+his ways, but in the end he did no such thing. Old Timothy made much
+pretense of finding whether he belonged to Dunsmore or Killbourne, and
+talked bravely of taking him to the poor-house officers; but Timothy
+found him a great convenience to his rheumatic old hands and feet, and
+by the end of the summer Conny was as much at home as if he had been
+bought, like Betty's ugly little terrier, or born in the house, like
+blessed little Betty herself. It was Conny who gave the last rub to
+Prince, and brought him to the door; Conny who, in cold or heat, was
+ready with such good-natured promptness for any errand far or near;
+Conny who could mend and make; who oiled rusty hinges, repaired broken
+locks and latches, sharpened the kitchen knives, filed the old saws, and
+put new handles to all the cast-away tools on the premises. Best of
+all, in the doctor's eyes, it was Conny who knew every nook of mountain
+and forest, and whose swift feet and skillful fingers sought out every
+plant that grew, and brought it to his master's feet.
+
+Only Bridget held to her deep suspicion of something wrong about Conny.
+
+"The cratur's that shmart wid his two hands ye wudn't belave, mum, but I
+misthrust he's shly: it's in the blood of 'im.
+
+"You ought not to say such things, Bridget; you have no reason to think
+Conny is not honest," Mrs. Hunter would say.
+
+"It's not to say that he'd sthale, mum, but he's _shly_. I've coom upon
+'im soodent wance or twicet, an' seen 'im shlip something intil 'is
+pocket, an' 'im toornin' red in the face an' confused like. An' says I,
+'Conny, is it something fine ye have?' An' the b'y walked away widout a
+word jist."
+
+Mrs. Hunter laughed. "He is just like every other boy in the
+world--storing up all sorts of odds and ends, as if they were treasures.
+I remember when Joe would hardly allow me to mend his pockets for fear I
+should disturb some of his precious trinkets."
+
+Biddy tossed her head with an air that plainly said her opinion was in
+no wise changed, as she answered, discreetly, "Ye may be in the rights
+of it, mum, but it's not mesilf would be judgin' the cratur by Master
+Joe, that was born a gintleman, let alone the bringin' up."
+
+Quite by accident Mrs. Hunter herself discovered the mystery in Conny's
+bosom, for, sitting one day by the window at her sewing, she saw the boy
+come from the wood-house, and after a quick glance in every direction,
+dart like a squirrel up one of the great hemlock-trees, where he sat
+completely screened by the branches, only now and then when a stronger
+gust of wind swayed the top, and gave her a glimpse of him bending
+intently over something upon his knees. Mrs. Hunter watched him for some
+time, and then went quietly under the tree and called, "Conny!"
+
+There was a moment of hesitation, and she fancied she saw him put
+something into the crotch of the tree before he came sliding down at her
+feet, looking decidedly confused.
+
+"What were you doing up there, Conny?" she asked, pleasantly.
+
+"No harm at all, ma'am," said Conny, with his eyes on his bare brown
+feet.
+
+"I suppose not, but I should like to know what it was that you hid up in
+the tree."
+
+"It's no harm, ma'am," repeated Conny, very red and very earnest.
+
+"Then you can certainly show it to me: I wish to see it," said Mrs.
+Hunter, decidedly.
+
+Conny disappeared in the tree, and in an instant came down, more slowly
+than before, carrying something carefully in his hand. He gave it to
+Mrs. Hunter, and stood before her looking as red and guilty as if he had
+been found in possession of the doctor's gold watch. It was a miniature
+sideboard of fragrant red cedar, nearly complete, with drawers, shelves,
+and exquisite carvings--a lovely little model of the handsome sideboard
+which was the pride of Mrs. Hunter's heart.
+
+"What a beautiful thing!" said Mrs. Hunter, with such delight in her
+tone that Conny ventured to look up.
+
+"I was keeping it a secret, ma'am, for little Miss Betty's birthday, to
+give it her unbeknown."
+
+"It is the very prettiest toy I ever saw," said Mrs. Hunter. "I am sorry
+I spoiled your secret, Conny, but you don't mind my knowing, do you?"
+
+Conny brightened wonderfully.
+
+"I doubted you might think it was presuming in me, ma'am, to be making
+little Miss Betty a present. Indeed," he added, with a droll little
+twinkle of his eyes, "it's trouble enough I've had keeping it. Biddy
+caught me making a little drawing of the fine chest, and would have it
+out of me what I was hiding; and once, when I was just using my two eyes
+at the window, she asked me was I planning to steal the silver. And what
+with little Miss Betty herself, and Timothy rummaging my bits of things,
+I was just driven to the tree, ma'am."
+
+"And I pursued you there," laughed Mrs. Hunter, to which Conny only
+responded with a respectful bow.
+
+"Well, Conny, you shall have a shop. I'll give you the key to the little
+south attic. That was my boy's playroom, and you may keep your tools
+there, and lock the door, and nobody shall enter without your leave, not
+even I."
+
+The evident delight that beamed from Conny's eyes almost brought the
+tears into Mrs. Hunter's, and made her resolve that this young genius
+should have a chance to grow. She even felt that it would not be
+honorable in her to reveal his secret to the doctor, but decided that
+she would wait a few weeks for Betty's birthday.
+
+But before Betty's birthday another secret came to light. Dr. Hunter had
+twice noticed a strange, rough-looking man hanging about the premises.
+He had made a pretense of looking for work, but the doctor distrusted
+him, and ordered him away.
+
+[Illustration: THE DOCTOR COMING UPON CONNY AND THE MOONSHINER IN
+HEMLOCK GLEN.]
+
+To his great surprise, a few mornings later, he came suddenly upon the
+same man in the heart of Hemlock Glen, in earnest conversation with
+Conny. The man instantly disappeared in the woods, and the doctor
+reined up his horse, and bade Conny get into the gig. He obeyed
+silently, crouching, as he often did, at the doctor's feet, and dangling
+his bare legs over the side of the gig.
+
+"Who was that man, Conny?" asked the doctor, when they were nearly home.
+
+"Jock McCleggan, sir."
+
+"Who is he?"
+
+"Just Jock, sir: a man that lives off and on here-abouts."
+
+"Oh," said the doctor, understanding perfectly well that Jock was a
+moonshiner; "and what business have you with a rascal like that?"
+
+"He knew my feyther, sir, and he's been saying to me these many days
+that it was agreed between 'em I was to 'bide with him when my feyther
+died. It's a lee, sir; my feyther never said it."
+
+"He'd better not show his face to me again," said the doctor. "I'll
+horsewhip him."
+
+Conny suddenly pulled a crumpled bit of paper from his bosom and showed
+it to the doctor, saying,
+
+"He brought me that just the morning."
+
+The doctor read:
+
+     "TO MR. JOCK MCCLEGGIN,--i want yu tu tak mi sun Cony tu du as if
+     he was yure one. i mene wen i am ded."
+
+  "SANDY MCCONEL."
+
+"Do you think your father wrote it?" asked the doctor, smiling a little.
+
+Conny looked at him with grave displeasure.
+
+"My feyther was a gentleman, sir, not a blitherin' loon like Jock
+McCleggan, to stumble at spelling his own name." Then, with a great deal
+of anxiety, he added,
+
+"Jock says you can be made to give me up; he says it'll be a case of
+kidnapping."
+
+"Nonsense, Conny: nobody can touch you, or me either; but I advise you
+to steer clear of Jock and all his companions."
+
+But after this conversation the doctor thought best to see the
+authorities of Dunsmore, and have himself duly appointed as guardian for
+Conny--a proceeding which gave the boy unbounded satisfaction.
+
+"I'm yer servant now, little Miss Betty," he said, with a low bow. "Yer
+servant to keep and to hold; that was what the magistrate said. 'Deed
+and you're the first lady that ever had a McConnell for a servant."
+
+Betty's birthday came and went. The wonderful little toy was presented,
+and it was hard saying who was most delighted, Betty or the doctor.
+
+"You are a genius, Conny--an artist, a poet," he exclaimed; and he made
+a journey to Kilbourne, bringing back a set of carving tools for Conny,
+and a furnished doll's house, with which he bribed the little lady to
+give her dainty sideboard into safe-keeping until her curious fingers
+should have outgrown their passion for pulling things to pieces.
+
+Day by day the attachment of the family for Conny increased.
+
+"He is a gentleman born," said Mrs. Hunter. "I wish I could know more
+about his history, but he is as discreet as if he were fifty instead of
+fifteen."
+
+"I fancy his father was a gentleman with a Scotchman's weakness for
+whiskey, and that he came up here to keep out of sight. At any rate, the
+boy is a genius, and I intend he shall have a chance in the world."
+
+[TO BE CONTINUED.]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: "ASLEEP AT HIS POST."--DRAWN BY C. S. REINHART.]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: OUR POST-OFFICE BOX.]
+
+
+     I am a boy of twelve years. I like YOUNG PEOPLE very much. We live
+     in Croatia, on the Styrian frontier, near to Bath Rohitsch. Our
+     castle was built about the time America was discovered. It is said
+     that a headless huntsman wanders through the corridors at night,
+     but I have never met him.
+
+     We see from the windows many high alps of Styria and Carinthia. We
+     go very often to the Szotlee to swim.
+
+     I have two canary-birds and two good old dogs.
+
+     My sister, who is fourteen years old, would like very much some
+     pressed California flowers. She would send some from here in
+     return.
+
+  JAMES KAVANAGH,
+  Post Rohitsch, Styria, Austria.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  NEW ORLEANS, LOUISIANA.
+
+     Reading in YOUNG PEOPLE about the fight between the _Constitution_
+     and the _Guerrière_, I thought I would tell you about a relic I
+     have. It is a cross made of the wood of the _Constitution_, which
+     was presented to my father by Miss Bainbridge, a daughter of
+     Commodore Bainbridge, the commander of the _Constitution_ after
+     Captain Hull retired.
+
+     I have been a constant reader of the delightful little paper ever
+     since Christmas. I am ten years old, but I have never made but two
+     trips away from my Southern home.
+
+  MABEL S.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  OWANECO, ILLINOIS.
+
+     I am nine years old. I live one mile from town. We milk six cows,
+     and I help do the milking.
+
+     I have a nice pet lamb. Her name is Fannie. A kind old man gave
+     her to me when she was a little tiny thing. She was a year old
+     last spring. I sold her fleece in the spring for forty-five cents
+     a pound. It weighed five pounds. Papa let me keep all the money,
+     and I am going to buy another sheep with it.
+
+     I helped papa all through haying. He has a new hay derrick, and I
+     rode a horse and worked the derrick. The horse is twenty-five
+     years old, and his name is General.
+
+     I am visiting Aunt Em now, but I am going to start to school next
+     week. I like YOUNG PEOPLE so much!
+
+  MINNIE M. L.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  DOWNIEVILLE, CALIFORNIA.
+
+     I live up in the mountains of Sierra County. My papa is editor of
+     a newspaper here, and my little brother, ten years old, folds the
+     papers for papa every Thursday night. Papa gave me a nice French
+     kid doll. She can turn her head, and has joints.
+
+     I have two brothers and a sister younger than myself. We all like
+     to receive YOUNG PEOPLE and to look at the pictures. I liked "The
+     Moral Pirates" very much, and would not mind being such a pirate
+     myself.
+
+     My home is on the famous Yuba River, but its current is too rapid
+     for boats of any kind.
+
+  ALTIE V.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  HOUSTON, TEXAS.
+
+     I want to know why "the two Eds" did not try to eat on the cars? I
+     am six years old.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  SAM MCI.
+
+     I am a lover of YOUNG PEOPLE, and in common with others have
+     exchanged specimens with many of the subscribers. A young lady of
+     Wilkesbarre, Pennsylvania, sent me a piece of peacock coal, and
+     wished St. Croix carnelians in exchange. Unfortunately I have lost
+     her name and address, and I wish to ask her to kindly send it to
+     me again.
+
+  CARRIE E. SILLIMAN,
+  Hudson, St. Croix County, Wisconsin.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  WEST NEWTON, MASSACHUSETTS.
+
+     Will some correspondent of YOUNG PEOPLE please give me directions
+     for pressing flowers and different kinds of sea-weed?
+
+  DAISY F.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I have a little kitten named Tommy Milo. Sometimes he comes into
+     our chamber and lies at the foot of the bed till one or two
+     o'clock in the morning, and then crawls up to the head to be
+     petted. Sometimes he plagues us so that we have to put him out of
+     the room.
+
+     I can knit and crochet. I crocheted a collar of feathered-edge
+     braid, and it is very pretty. I would like very much a pattern for
+     knitting edging, if Gracie Meads or any one will send it to me.
+
+  ELIZA F., P. O. Box 162,
+  West Newton, Massachusetts.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  BEAUFORT, SOUTH CAROLINA.
+
+     I send you a pencil sketch of a magnolia blossom. I drew it
+     myself. I draw a good deal for my own amusement, although I have
+     had no instruction. The diameter of this blossom is about nine
+     inches when it is fully open. This month is the time for the
+     falling of the cones. They contain the seeds, which are covered
+     with a bright red pulpy substance, and are suspended from the cone
+     by a white silken thread about half an inch long. They are very
+     pretty. Our magnolia-tree is very large. The circumference is
+     about fifteen feet.
+
+     Several days ago I saw a wild vine that resembles the sweet-potato
+     vine, and the blossom is just the same. We have what I think is
+     the wild onion growing here. It grows all around in the fields.
+
+     I think HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE is a splendid paper.
+
+  A. L. H.
+
+Many thanks for your pretty drawing. We regret we have no room to give
+it in the Post-office Box.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  WINDSOR, CONNECTICUT.
+
+     I don't know but the little folks are tired of hearing about pets,
+     but I want to tell them how my kitty jumped on the piano, and ran
+     over the keys from one end of them to the other, and the tune she
+     played frightened her so that she scampered away with all her
+     might. She is now curled up in my hat, fast asleep. I have two
+     carrier-doves for pets besides.
+
+     I sent Carrie Harding, of Freeport, Illinois, some pressed flowers
+     quite a long time ago, but I have not heard whether she received
+     them or not.
+
+  HARRY H. M.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  ST. JOHNS, MICHIGAN.
+
+     I am nine years old. I have a great many dolls--sixteen in all. I
+     have a little baby brother, and I have two canaries, and a cat
+     named Muggins. I did have one named Snow, but one morning all of a
+     sudden he disappeared, and has never been found.
+
+     I like YOUNG PEOPLE very much, especially the story of "Claudine's
+     Doves." I wonder if Claudine is alive yet, and lives in Paris?
+
+     My YOUNG PEOPLE comes every Thursday, and I can hardly wait for
+     it.
+
+  GRACE M. D.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  PRINCE EDWARD ISLAND.
+
+     I live in Summerside. Our house is very near the water. There is
+     an island in our bay, and we go there sometimes. I have a little
+     garden, with some lovely black pansies and other flowers growing
+     in it. My sister has a little white rabbit.
+
+  ELLIE G.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  GRAFTON, WEST VIRGINIA.
+
+     I don't know what I would do now without my YOUNG PEOPLE. I have
+     taken it ever since it was published, and I hope I will always get
+     it. Of all the long stories, I like "The Moral Pirates" best, but
+     I like the others too.
+
+     I love to read about the pets the little girls and boys write
+     about in the Post-office Box. I have some too. I believe I like my
+     ducks the best. I have two old ones and ten young ones. I hope
+     Bessie Maynard will stay at Old Orchard Beach a good while, and
+     write some more letters to her doll. When I go away from home I
+     always take my doll with me. I have a little sister Mabel, but she
+     is only four years old. She likes the pictures in YOUNG PEOPLE
+     better than the stories. I am almost nine, and I can read in the
+     Fourth Reader.
+
+  CLOYD D. B.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  Middletown, New York.
+
+     I send a recipe to the chemists' club, which, if not new to the
+     club, may be to many readers of YOUNG PEOPLE.
+
+     _Metal Tree._--A bar of pure zinc two and a half inches long and
+     three-eighths of an inch in diameter; ten cents' worth of sugar of
+     lead. Fill a decanter with pure water; suspend the bar in it
+     easily by means of a fine brass wire running through the centre of
+     the cork; pour in the sugar of lead, and cork tightly. Let it
+     stand without being moved, and watch the formations.
+
+     Our boy took a quart glass fruit jar, and bought a cork to fit it
+     for a few cents. He could not get a solid bar of zinc, but had a
+     piece of zinc folded which answered the purpose. Then following
+     the rest of the directions, he placed the jar on the mantel-piece.
+     The next day; the formations began, and are constantly changing.
+
+  L. E. K.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I send some simple experiments for the chemists' club. Put into a
+     small chemist's mortar as much finely powdered potassium chlorate
+     as will lie upon the point of a penknife blade, and half the
+     quantity of sulphur; cover the mortar with a piece of paper having
+     a hole cut in it large enough for the handle of the pestle to pass
+     through. When the two substances are well mixed, grind heavily
+     with the pestle, when rapid detonations will ensue; or after the
+     powder is mixed, you can wrap it with paper into a hard pellet,
+     and explode it on an anvil with a sharp blow of a hammer.
+
+     To make iodide of nitrogen, cover a few scales of iodine with
+     strong aqua-ammonia. After it has stood for half an hour, pour off
+     the liquid, and place the brown precipitate, or sediment, in small
+     portions on bits of broken earthenware to dry. When perfectly dry,
+     the particles may be exploded with the touch of a rod, or even of
+     a feather.
+
+     I would like to exchange crystallized quartz or gold ore for zinc
+     or silver ore.
+
+  JOHN R. GLEN,
+  Nacoochee, White County, Georgia.
+
+We would advise our young chemists to buy some good work on the elements
+of chemistry, and study it well before they undertake any experiments,
+as handling reagents, when one is not aware of their true composition
+and behavior under all conditions, is a very dangerous pastime, by which
+absolutely nothing can be learned, and a great deal of mischief done to
+face, eyes, hands, and clothing, to say nothing of mamma's table-cloths
+and carpets.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  NEWPORT, RHODE ISLAND.
+
+     I thought I would write to the Post-office Box about my white
+     mice. At one time I had fourteen, and they did many funny tricks.
+     One of them would go on a tight cord, in the centre of which was
+     fastened a pan of bird seed, holding on by his tail all the time.
+     Another would go up an inclined plane, and then down a string to
+     get bird seed. I could tell many other funny tricks they did, but
+     I am afraid my letter would be too long.
+
+  JOHN R. B.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  PORT BYRON, ILLINOIS.
+
+     I am seven years old, and I live on the east bank of the
+     Mississippi. My papa owns a raft steamer, which is busy towing
+     rafts from the foot of Lake Pepin to Hannibal and St. Louis. Every
+     summer my mamma and I take a trip with papa up or down the river.
+     We are gone a week or more. Oh, I just have jolly times! The men
+     on the rafts make me whistles and little boats. The cook gives me
+     dough every time he bakes. I make fried cakes, biscuits, and pies
+     all out of the same piece of dough. I am not as particular as the
+     little girls who send recipes to the Post-office Box.
+
+     My grandma in Wisconsin subscribed for YOUNG PEOPLE for me, and I
+     enjoy it more than any present she ever gave me, because it is
+     something new every week.
+
+  FREDDIE J. B.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  ALBION, NEW YORK.
+
+     I live with my mamma and grandpa and grandma. I am four years old,
+     but I am going to be five in October.
+
+     I have a little brother named Judson, but he calls himself "B." He
+     is three years old. He had a birthday cake with three candles on
+     it--a red one, a green one, and a white one. At breakfast a pair
+     of little oxen stood at his plate with a load of candy and a
+     little doll driver. He was so good he gave me more candy than he
+     kept himself, and the dolly too.
+
+     "B" likes "The Moral Pirates" because it is about boats. We are
+     too little to guess the puzzles, but we like the letters in the
+     Post-office Box ever so much.
+
+  "LITTLE PEARL."
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  CHICAGO, ILLINOIS.
+
+     I think the "worm" described by Maggie P. B. is the caterpillar of
+     the willow sphinx moth. I have found several of them on the
+     willow-trees, and I kept them and fed them every day. In the fall
+     they turned into chrysalides, which I kept all the winter. In the
+     spring beautiful moths, nearly six inches across the wings, came
+     out of them. I am collecting butterflies and moths, and my father
+     has given me a nice case for them.
+
+  CLIFFORD S.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I am collecting coins, minerals, birds' eggs, and postmarks, any
+     of which I would gladly exchange with any reader of YOUNG PEOPLE.
+
+  WILL E. BREHMER,
+  Penn Yan, Yates County, New York.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I take HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, and wish every one would do the
+     same, as it is splendid.
+
+     I would like to exchange postage stamps with any of the
+     subscribers, as I have a good many.
+
+  JAMES D. HEARD,
+  Union St., Mount Washington, Pittsburgh, Pa.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I would be pleased to exchange birds' eggs with any readers of
+     YOUNG PEOPLE. I have also a lot of postage stamps that I would
+     like to exchange for eggs.
+
+  REGINALD S. KOEHLER,
+  P. O. Box 370, Hagerstown, Maryland.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I am collecting birds' eggs, and would be very much pleased to
+     exchange with any of the correspondents of YOUNG PEOPLE. Can any
+     one tell me where to get a catalogue of birds' eggs?
+
+  RICHARD KIPP,
+  13 Grant Street, Newark, New Jersey.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I would like to exchange birds' eggs with some correspondent. I
+     have eggs of the wild canary, wren, martin, robin, cat-bird,
+     swallow, guinea-hen, quail, and woodpecker.
+
+  J. LEE MAHIN,
+  Muscatine, Iowa.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I would like to exchange postage stamps with any one in the United
+     States or Canada.
+
+  H. L. MCILVAIN,
+  120 North Fifth Street, Reading, Pennsylvania.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     To any one who will send me twenty-five postmarks I will send by
+     return mail a box of sea-shells.
+
+  JAMES A. SNEDEKER,
+  60 Asylum Street, New Haven, Connecticut.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I am making a collection of steel pens, and would like to exchange
+     with any correspondents of YOUNG PEOPLE.
+
+  CARL REESE EALY,
+  22 North Shippen St., Lancaster, Pa.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I am collecting skulls and skeletons of birds, beasts, and
+     reptiles, and if any of the readers of YOUNG PEOPLE have any which
+     they wish to dispose of, they would be gratefully received by me.
+     In exchange for the same I will give foreign postage stamps,
+     butterflies, or bugs. If any know of places where the
+     above-mentioned articles can be purchased, I would be pleased if
+     they would let me know.
+
+  I. N. KRIEGSHABER,
+  490 Fifth Street, between Breckinridge and Kentucky,
+  Louisville, Kentucky.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+HARRY E. F.--The letters S. P. Q. R. stand for _Senatus populusque
+Romanus_, meaning the Senate and people of Rome.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+OTTIE LE ROI.--Wild rabbits and hares change their coats with the
+changing season. This peculiarity is especially marked in the Alpine
+hares of Switzerland. In YOUNG PEOPLE No. 13, in the paper entitled
+"Hares, Wild and Tame," is a full description of the summer and winter
+costume of these little animals.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+WILLIE H. S.--The army-worm varies considerably in its size and markings
+according to the locality in which it is found, but its general
+characteristics are sufficiently marked to distinguish it. Its length
+varies from one to one and three-quarter inches. Its color is gray,
+sometimes so dark as to appear nearly black. It usually has narrow
+yellow stripes along its back and sides, and a few short straggling
+hairs on its body. The moth of this destructive caterpillar is called
+_Leucania unipuncta_. It is a small rusty grayish-brown fellow, its
+wings peppered with black dots. It is a member of the extensive family
+of owlet moths, and may be seen fluttering about the lamps and gas jets
+any summer evening.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+PAULINE M.--If you send eighty-one cents, accompanied by your full
+address, to the publishers, the numbers of YOUNG PEOPLE you require will
+be forwarded to you.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+WILLIE F.--Directions for the construction of an ice-boat will be given
+in an early number of YOUNG PEOPLE.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+"PIGEON."--The wisest thing you can do is to save your pennies until you
+can buy a pair of the pets you wish, and give up all idea of snaring
+wild ones.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Favors are acknowledged from A. S. Barrett, George H. Hitchcock, Blanche
+M., Nellie B., Carrie M. Keyes, Bertha C., L. Blanche P., A. W. Graham,
+George L. Osgood, Flora Liddy, C. F. M., Joseph Taylor, Daisy G., Susie
+Mulholland.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Correct answers to puzzles are received from H. A. Bent, "Nellie Bly,"
+Daisy Violet M., Clyde A. Heller, Eddie A. Leet, K. T. W., Wroton Kenny,
+"Chiquot," C. T. Young, Edith Bidwell, Isabel and H. Jacobs, George
+Volckhausen.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+PUZZLES FROM YOUNG CONTRIBUTORS.
+
+No. 1.
+
+WORD SQUARES.
+
+1. First, a city in Italy. Second, a river in Germany. Third, a river in
+the northern part of New England. Fourth, a river in France.
+
+2. First, a small vessel. Second, to detest. Third, pursuit. Fourth,
+multitudes. Fifth, a curl.
+
+  WINIFRED.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+No. 2.
+
+UNITED DIAMONDS.
+
+1. In Kentucky. A character in mythology. A time of repose. A pronoun.
+In Montana.
+
+2. In Alaska. A pronoun. A shelter. Eccentric. In Vermont. Centrals of
+diamonds read across give the name of a poisonous plant.
+
+  CLARENCE.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+No. 3.
+
+DOUBLE ENIGMA.
+
+  Our firsts in cow, but not in kitten.
+  Our seconds in coat, but not in mitten.
+  Our thirds in sword, but not in knife.
+  Our fourths in horn, but not in fife.
+  Our fifths in wire, but not in thread.
+  Our sixths in ran, but not in sped.
+  Our sevenths in gallant, not in brave.
+  Our eighths in tunnel, not in cave.
+  Our ninths in oil, but not in water.
+  Our tenths in son, but not in daughter.
+  And if you join these letters well,
+  You'll find two warriors' names they spell.
+
+  SADIE.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+No. 4.
+
+GEOGRAPHICAL DROP-LETTER PUZZLES.
+
+1. A__a, a city in Burmah. O__f__h, a city in Turkey. J__d__a__, a city
+in Arabia. R__a__, a city in Arabia. __e__i__, a city in China.
+__u__a__, a city in Hindostan. O__s__, a city in the Russian Empire.
+
+  GRACE.
+
+2. E__e__e__, a city in England. A__a__a__a, one of the United States.
+__a__a__a, a river in South America. __a__a__a__, a city in South
+America. __a__a__a, an isthmus.
+
+  BOLUS.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+ANSWERS TO PUZZLES IN NO. 45.
+
+No. 1.
+
+William the Conqueror.
+
+No. 2.
+
+      O
+    I C E
+  O C E A N
+    E A T
+      N
+
+      S
+    O W L
+  S W E E T
+    L E T
+      T
+
+No. 3.
+
+  C R A V E
+  R E D A N
+  A D A P T
+  V A P O R
+  E N T R Y
+
+  R I N K
+  I D E A
+  N E A T
+  K A T E
+
+No. 4.
+
+Pilgrim's Progress.
+
+
+
+
+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.
+
+
+
+
+Fine French Chromo Cards.
+
+About 200 Designs. From 15 cts. to 50 cts. per Set.
+
+EDWARD STERN & CO., Philadelphia.
+
+
+
+
+The Child's Book of Nature.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+The Child's Book of Nature, for the Use of Families and Schools:
+intended to aid Mothers and Teachers in Training Children in the
+Observation of Nature. In Three Parts. Part I. Plants. Part II. Animals.
+Part III. Air, Water, Heat, Light, &c. By WORTHINGTON HOOKER, M.D.
+Illustrated. The Three Parts complete in One Volume, Small 4to, Half
+Leather, $1.12; or, separately, in Cloth, Part I., 45 cents; Part II.,
+48 cents; Part III., 48 cents.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+A beautiful and useful work. It presents a general survey of the kingdom
+of nature in a manner adapted to attract the attention of the child, and
+at the same time to furnish him with accurate and important scientific
+information. While the work is well suited as a class-book for schools,
+its fresh and simple style cannot fail to render it a great favorite for
+family reading.
+
+The Three Parts of this book can be had in separate volumes by those who
+desire it. This will be advisable when the book is to be used in
+teaching quite young children, especially in schools.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Published by HARPER & BROTHERS, New York.
+
+_Sent by mail, postage prepaid, to any part of the United States, on
+receipt of the price._
+
+
+
+
+COLUMBIA BICYCLE.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+No boy can be thoroughly happy who is not the owner of a bicycle. The
+art of riding is easily acquired, and, once learned, is never forgotten.
+A horse cannot compare with the bicycle for speed and endurance. The
+sport is very fascinating, and the exercise is recommended by physicians
+as a great promoter of health. Send 3-cent stamp for 24-page Illustrated
+Catalogue, with price-lists and full information.
+
+The POPE MFG. CO.,
+
+79 Summer Street, 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.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+It contains some of the most beautiful thoughts for children that ever
+found vent in poesy, and beautiful "pictures to match."--_Chicago
+Evening Journal._
+
+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._
+
+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_.
+
+
+
+
+HOW TO CUT A FIVE-POINTED STAR
+
+
+[Illustration: Fig. 1.]
+
+Take a sheet of paper cut square, and fold it as shown by Fig. 1. Make
+three divisions at one end with a pencil; fold the paper so that the
+corner lettered _b_ will be at _a_, as shown in Fig. 2. Then turn the
+corner lettered C so that it will be at D, as shown in Fig. 3. Then fold
+the paper so that the corner lettered B and the corner lettered _a_ will
+be together, and the edges perfectly even, as shown in Fig. 4. Now
+divide the space between _e_ and _f_ into three parts, and with one
+straight cut with the scissors from the division lettered _g_ to the
+corner lettered B and _a_, of Fig. 4, you have Betsey Griscom's
+five-pointed star.
+
+[Illustration: Fig. 2.]
+
+[Illustration: Fig. 3.]
+
+[Illustration: Fig. 4.]
+
+  GEORGE M. FINCKEL.
+
+The following contributors have also sent in specimens of the
+five-pointed star so folded as to be cut with one straight clip of the
+scissors: Emma Schaffer, Samuel H. Lane, W. A. S., Sidney Abenheim,
+Clyde A. Heller, Pauline Mackay.
+
+
+
+
+OBLIGED TO REFUSE.
+
+BY MADGE ELLIOT.
+
+
+  An agile Gibbon, swinging from
+    The top branch of a tree,
+  Her brown-faced baby in her arms,
+    A humming-bird did see
+  (Upon a lower bough he sat)
+    Of Puff-leg family.
+  "Oh dear!" she cried, "I wish you'd give
+    One of your puffs to me;
+  I hear that they are always used
+    In white society.
+  And though I have no powder, yet
+    A pleasure it would be
+  To dab my face and arms with it,
+    Like dames of high degree.
+  And then I'm sure my darling pet
+    Would greatly like it too;
+  She is the _loveliest_ of babes--"
+    "That, ma'am, is very true,"
+  The humming-bird made haste to say;
+    "She much resembles you.
+  But that small gift you ask is not
+    Like stocking nor like shoe:
+  It won't come off, for it, my friend,
+    Grew with me as I grew.
+  And so I fear I must refuse
+    The puff you sweetly beg.
+  Could I spare _it_? Why, really, now,
+    I _couldn't_ spare my leg."
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+=An Odd Combination.=--The year 1881 will be a mathematical curiosity.
+From left to right and from right to left it reads the same; 18 divided
+by 2 gives 9 as a quotient; 81 divided by 9 gives 9; if divided by 9,
+the quotient contains a 9; if multiplied by 9, the product contains two
+9's; 1 and 8 are 9; 8 and 1 are 9. If the 18 be placed under the 81 and
+added, the sum is 99. If the figures be added thus, 1, 8, 8, 1, it will
+give 18. Reading from left to right it is 18, and reading from right to
+left it is 18, and 18 is two-ninths of 81. By adding, dividing, and
+multiplying, nineteen 9's are produced, being one 9 for each year
+required to complete the century.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: HOME RETURNING.]
+
+
+
+
+
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+<div class='center'>
+<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary="">
+<tr><td align='left'><a href="#A_CHILDRENS_PARADISE"><b>A CHILDREN'S PARADISE.</b></a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><a href="#FRANKS_WAR_WITH_THE_COONS"><b>FRANK'S WAR WITH THE 'COONS.</b></a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><a href="#WHO_WAS_PAUL_GRAYSON"><b>WHO WAS PAUL GRAYSON?</b></a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><a href="#FORDING_A_RIVER_IN_CENTRAL_ASIA"><b>FORDING A RIVER IN CENTRAL ASIA.</b></a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THE_TUG_OF_WAR"><b>THE TUG OF WAR</b></a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><a href="#FOUND_IN_A_FROG"><b>FOUND IN A FROG.</b></a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><a href="#JAPANESE_LIFE"><b>JAPANESE LIFE.</b></a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><a href="#WHERE_DID_POTATOES_COME_FROM"><b>WHERE DID POTATOES COME FROM?</b></a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><a href="#MOONSHINERS"><b>"MOONSHINERS."</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="#HOW_TO_CUT_A_FIVE-POINTED_STAR"><b>HOW TO CUT A FIVE-POINTED STAR</b></a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'><a href="#OBLIGED_TO_REFUSE"><b>OBLIGED TO REFUSE.</b></a></td></tr>
+</table></div>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_697" id="Page_697">[Pg 697]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 1000px;">
+<img src="images/ill_001.jpg" width="1000" height="384" alt="Banner: Harper&#39;s Young People" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<hr style='width: 100%;' />
+
+<div class='center'>
+<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" width="100%" summary="">
+<tr><td align='left'><span class="smcap">Vol</span>. I.&mdash;<span class="smcap">No</span>. 48.</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 28, 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: 700px;"><a name="A_CHILDRENS_PARADISE" id="A_CHILDRENS_PARADISE"></a>
+<img src="images/ill_002.jpg" width="700" height="693" alt="A CHILDREN&#39;S PARADISE.-[See next Page.]" title="" />
+<span class="caption">A CHILDREN&#39;S PARADISE.-[<span class="smcap">See next Page</span>.]</span>
+</div>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_698" id="Page_698">[Pg 698]</a></span></p>
+
+<h2>A CHILDREN'S PARADISE.</h2>
+
+<p>In one corner of the Bois de Boulogne is a pretty zoological garden
+known as the Jardin d'Acclimatation. The Bois de Boulogne is the
+pleasure-ground of Paris, and is one of the most beautiful parks in the
+world. It comprises about twenty-five hundred acres of majestic forests
+and open grassy meadows, through which flow picturesque streams,
+tumbling over rocky cliffs in glistening cascades, or spreading out into
+broad tranquil lakes, upon which float numbers of gay pleasure-boats
+filled on sunny summer afternoons with crowds of happy children.</p>
+
+<p>But the place where the children are happiest is the Jardin
+d'Acclimatation. There are no savage beasts here to frighten the little
+ones with their roaring and growling. The lions and tigers and hyenas
+are miles away, safe in their strong cages in the Jardin des Plantes, on
+the other side of the big city of Paris; and in this charming spot are
+gathered only those members of the great animal kingdom which in one way
+or another are useful to man.</p>
+
+<p>The Jardin d'Acclimatation has been in existence about twenty-five
+years. In 1854 a society was formed in Paris for the purpose of bringing
+to France, from all parts of the world, beasts, birds, fishes, and other
+living things, which in their native countries were in any way
+serviceable, and to make every effort to accustom them to the climate
+and soil of France. The city of Paris ceded to the society a space of
+about forty acres in a quiet corner of the great park, and the
+preparation of the ground for the reception of its strange inhabitants
+was begun at once. The ponds were dug out and enlarged, the meadows were
+sodded with fresh, rich grass, spacious stalls were built, and a big
+kennel for dogs, aviaries for birds, aquaria for fish, and a silk-worm
+nursery, were all made ready. A large greenhouse was also erected for
+the cultivation of foreign plants. Here the animals were not brought
+simply to be kept on exhibition, but they were made as comfortable and
+as much at home as possible.</p>
+
+<p>On pleasant afternoons troops of children with their mammas or nurses
+crowd the walks and avenues of the Jardin d'Acclimatation. Here, in a
+comfortable airy kennel, are dogs from all parts of the world, some of
+them great noble fellows, who allow the little folks to fondle and
+stroke them. On a miniature mountain of artificial rock-work troops of
+goats and mouflons&mdash;a species of mountain sheep&mdash;clamber about, as much
+at home as if in their far-away native mountains. Under a group of
+fir-trees a lot of reindeer are taking an afternoon nap, lost in dreams
+of their home in the distant North. Grazing peacefully on the broad
+meadows are antelopes, gazelles, and all kinds of deer; and yaks from
+Tartary, llamas from the great South American plains, Thibet oxen, and
+cattle of all kinds are browsing in their particular feeding grounds.</p>
+
+<p>In a pretty sunny corner is a neat little chalet inclosed in a yard
+filled with fresh herbage. A cozy little home indeed, and there, peering
+inquisitively through the open door, is one of the owners of this
+mansion&mdash;a funny kangaroo, standing as firmly on its haunches as if it
+scorned the idea of being classed among the quadrupeds.</p>
+
+<p>What is whinnying and galloping about on that meadow? A whole crowd of
+ponies! Ponies from Siam, from Java, shaggy little Shetlands, quaggas
+and dauws from Africa, all feeding and frolicking together, and there,
+in the door of his stall, stands a sulky little zebra. He is a very
+bad-tempered little animal, and evidently something has gone wrong, and
+he "won't play." In a neighboring paddock is a gnu, the curious horned
+horse of South Africa. The children are uncertain whether to call it a
+horse, a buffalo, or a deer, and the creature itself appears a little
+doubtful as to which character it can rightfully assume.</p>
+
+<p>One of the few animals kept in cages is the guepard, or hunting leopard.
+The guepard, a graceful, spotted creature, is very useful to hunters in
+India. It is not a savage animal, and when taken young is very easily
+trained to work for its master. It is led hooded to the chase, and only
+when the game is near is the hood removed. The guepard then springs upon
+the prey, and holds it fast until the hunter comes to dispatch it. The
+guepard in the Jardin d'Acclimatation is very affectionate toward its
+keeper, and purrs like a big cat when he strokes its silky head, but it
+is safer for children to keep their little hands away from it.</p>
+
+<p>In pens provided with little ponds are intelligent seals and families of
+otters, with their elegant fur coats always clean and in order; and down
+by the shore of the stream and the large lake a loud chattering is made
+by the numerous web-footed creatures and long-legged waders. Here are
+ducks from Barbary and the American tropics, wild-geese from every
+clime, and swimming gracefully and silently in the clear water are
+swans&mdash;black, gray, and white&mdash;that glide up to the summer-houses on the
+bank, and eat bread and cake from the children's hands.</p>
+
+<p>Among the tall water-grasses at one end of the lake is a group of
+pelicans, motionless, their long bills resting on their breasts. They
+look very gloomy, as if refusing to be comforted for the loss of their
+native fishing grounds in the wild African swamps.</p>
+
+<p>Promenading in a spacious park are whole troops of ostriches, their
+small heads lifted high in the air, and their beautiful feathers blowing
+gracefully in the wind. Be careful, or they will dart their long necks
+through the paling and steal all your luncheon, or perhaps even the
+pretty locket from your chain, for anything from a piece of plum-cake to
+a cobble-stone is food for this voracious bird. A poor soldier, whose
+sole possession was the cross of honor which he wore on the breast of
+his coat, was once watching the ostriches in the Jardin d'Acclimatation,
+when a bird suddenly darted at him, seized his cross in its beak, and
+swallowed it. The soldier went to the superintendent of the garden and
+entered a bitter complaint; but the feathered thief was not arrested,
+and the soldier never recovered his treasure.</p>
+
+<p>What a rush and crowd of children on the avenue! No wonder, for there is
+a pretty barouche, to which is harnessed a large ostrich, which marches
+up and down, drawing its load as easily as if it were a span of goats or
+a Shetland pony, instead of a bird.</p>
+
+<p>There are so many beautiful birds in the aviaries, so many odd fowls in
+the poultry-house, and strange fish in the aquaria, that it is
+impossible to see them all in one day, and the best thing to do now is
+to rest on a seat in the cool shade of the vast conservatory, among
+strange and beautiful plants from all parts of the world. And on every
+holiday the happy children say, "We will go to the Jardin
+d'Acclimatation, where there is so much to enjoy, and so much to learn."</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="FRANKS_WAR_WITH_THE_COONS" id="FRANKS_WAR_WITH_THE_COONS"></a>FRANK'S WAR WITH THE 'COONS.</h2>
+
+<h3>BY GEORGE J. VARNEY.</h3>
+
+<p>Last month I spent several weeks at a farm within sight of the White
+Mountains. One morning the boy Frank came in with a basket of sweet-corn
+on his arm, and a bad scowl on his countenance.</p>
+
+<p>"What is the matter, Frank?" inquired his mother, coming from the
+pantry.</p>
+
+<p>Indignation was personified in him, as he answered, "Them pigs has been
+in my corn."</p>
+
+<p>"I hadn't heard that the pigs had been out. Did they do much harm?"</p>
+
+<p>"Yes, they spoiled a peck of corn, sure; broke the ears half off, and
+some all off. Rubbed 'em all in the dirt, and only ate half the corn.
+Left 'most all one side. They didn't know enough to pull the husks clear
+off."</p>
+
+<p>Just then the hired man came in, and Frank repeated his complaint of the
+pigs.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_699" id="Page_699">[Pg 699]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>"They hain't been out of their yard for a week, I know. I heard some
+'coons yellin' over in the woods back of the orchard last night. I guess
+them's the critters that's been in your corn piece."</p>
+
+<p>"S'pose they'll come again to-night?" inquired the boy, every trace of
+displeasure vanishing.</p>
+
+<p>"Likely 's not. They 'most always do when they get a good bite, and
+don't get scared."</p>
+
+<p>"I'll fix 'em to-night," said the boy, with a broad smile at the
+anticipated sport.</p>
+
+<p>Twilight found Frank sitting patiently on a large pumpkin in the edge of
+his corn piece, gun in hand, watching for the 'coons. An hour later his
+patience was gone, and the 'coons hadn't come&mdash;at least he had no notice
+of their coming. As he started from his rolling seat a slight sound in
+the midst of the corn put him on the alert. He walked softly along
+beside the outer row, stopping frequently to listen, until he could
+distinctly hear the rustling of the corn leaves, and even the sound of
+gnawing corn from the cob. His heart beat fast with excitement as he
+became assured of the presence of a family of raccoons, and he held his
+gun ready to pop over the first one that showed itself. There were
+slight sounds of rustling and gnawing in several places, but they all
+ceased, one after another, as Frank came near. He listened, but there
+was nothing to be heard. Then he went to the other side of the piece to
+cut off their retreat from the woods. He came cautiously up between the
+corn rows to the midst of the piece, but no 'coon was there.</p>
+
+<p>"Pity they will eat their suppers in the dark," muttered Frank, to
+relieve his vexation at the disappointment.</p>
+
+<p>He returned slowly to the house, and went up to his room, where he sat
+down and read awhile. After an hour or more he became too sleepy to
+read; so he laid aside his book, put out the light, and popped into bed.
+Just as he was falling asleep he heard several cries over in the woods.
+They were half whistle, half scream&mdash;a sort of squeal. He sprang up in
+bed to listen. The cries ceased, and for several minutes all was
+silence. Then there arose a succession of screams, much nearer, and in a
+different voice. It was interrupted and broken. It seemed something
+between the squeal of a pig and the cry of a child.</p>
+
+<p>Frank said to his father the next morning that "it sounded as if it was
+a young one, and the mother was cuffing it and driving it back. At any
+rate, the last of the cries sounded as if the little 'coon had turned,
+and was going away."</p>
+
+<p>"Very likely," said his father; "the little 'coon was probably hungry
+for the rest of his supper, and was going back to the corn sooner than
+the old 'coon thought was prudent."</p>
+
+<p>Frank heard no more of the 'coons, and soon went to sleep, but in the
+morning he found that more corn had been spoiled than in the first
+night. The 'coons had only run off to come back again, and begin their
+depredations in a new place. He therefore came to the conclusion that he
+must watch all night, and every night, if at all.</p>
+
+<p>The hired man told how some boys where he worked once caught a 'coon by
+setting a trap at the hole in a board fence near the corn piece. There
+was a wall beside the woods not far from Frank's corn, and there were a
+plenty of holes in it, but which particular hole the 'coons came through
+nobody could tell.</p>
+
+<div class="figleft" style="width: 301px;">
+<img src="images/ill_003.jpg" width="301" height="400" alt="&quot;FOR A FEW SECONDS THERE WAS A LIVELY BATTLE.&quot;" title="" />
+<span class="caption">&quot;FOR A FEW SECONDS THERE WAS A LIVELY BATTLE.&quot;</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>"I'll find out," said Frank. He went to a sand-bank with the
+wheelbarrow, and shovelled in a load of sand. This he spread at the
+bottom of every large hole, and on the rocks at every low place in the
+wall. In the morning he walked along there, and the foot-prints in the
+sand showed where the path of the 'coons crossed the wall. There he set
+his steel-trap, and another which he borrowed of a neighbor. In the
+morning he went over to see what had happened. One trap was sprung, and
+held a few hairs; the other trap had disappeared. It didn't go off
+alone, Frank thought; but it had a long stick fastened to its chain that
+would be sure to catch in the bushes before it went far. He sprang over
+the wall, and peeped round among the knolls and bushes. Suddenly, as he
+went around a clump of little spruces, a chain rattled, and a
+brownish-gray creature, "'most as big as a bear," as Frank afterward
+said, sprang at him, with a sharp, snarling growl, and mouth wide open.
+The sight was too much for Frank's nerves, and set them in such a tremor
+that he ran away. When he came in sight of his corn he began to grow
+angry, and his courage came up again. He now got him a larger stick than
+he had first carried, and set out for the animal again. He had
+considered that, after all, it could be only a 'coon, though bears had
+been heard of in the corn fields further north. Frank and the corn-eater
+now met again face to face, and for a few seconds there was a lively
+battle, in which mingled the snarling of the 'coon, the rattling of the
+chain, and the blows of the stick. At length the 'coon lay still, and
+Frank stood guard over him with a broken stick. The next day he ate a
+slice of roast 'coon for dinner with great relish.</p>
+
+<p>The traps were set again for the next night, but never a 'coon was in
+them in the morning. The cunning fellows evidently considered the place
+too dangerous, and chose another entrance. Anyway, the corn was still
+going away fast. Frank feared that he wouldn't have enough to fill his
+contract with the canning factory unless the family in the house, or the
+other family in the woods, left off eating. Something must be done. At
+length Frank bought a dog. He made a nice kennel for him in the middle
+of the corn field, and tied him there at night. Just after Frank had
+fallen into a sound sleep the dog woke him up with his barking. Frank
+went out, but could find nothing. The dog woke him twice more that
+night, but he didn't trouble himself to leave his bed again. In the
+morning he found that the 'coons had destroyed as much corn as before,
+but it was all about the edges. The next night they ventured a little
+nearer the kennel. The following night the dog was left in the kennel
+loose. Probably when the 'coons came he made a charge upon them, and
+they turned upon him and drove him away, for he was only a little young
+one. He took refuge in the wood-house, where he barked furiously for an
+hour or more, and then in occasional brief spells all the
+night&mdash;whenever he woke enough to remember the 'coons. After this Frank
+gave up the defense of the corn, but began to gather it nightly as fast
+as the ears were sufficiently full. At length he cut the corn and took
+it into the barn, excepting a single bunch. About this bunch he sunk
+traps in the ground, and threw hay-seed over them, and placed nice ears
+of sweet-corn beside them. The next morning he had another 'coon. The
+other trap was sprung also, but it held nothing but a little tuft of
+long gray fur. That sly fellow had again sat down on the trencher. From
+this time the 'coons troubled Frank's corn no more, having found other
+fields where there was more corn and fewer traps. Frank's final conflict
+with the 'coons was late in the autumn, when the leaves were nearly gone
+from the trees, and the ripe beech-nuts were beginning to drop. He had
+fired all his ammunition away at gray squirrels the day before, except a
+little powder; but a meeting of crows in the adjoining woods incited his
+sporting proclivities, and he loaded his gun, putting in peas for shot,
+and started for the locality of the noisy birds. They cawed a little
+louder when they discovered the intruder, then began in a straggling
+manner to fly away. So when Frank arrived at the scene of the meeting it
+had adjourned. Looking about in the trees to see if by chance a single
+crow might still be lingering, a slight movement in a tall maple met his
+eye.</p>
+
+<p>"Biggest gray squirrel ever I saw," muttered the boy, raising his gun.
+The position was not a good one for a shot, as the head, which had been
+thrust out over a large branch close to the trunk was now withdrawn, so
+that<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_700" id="Page_700">[Pg 700]</a></span> only the end of the nose was visible. Close beside this branch was
+another, and between the two a large surface of gray fur was exposed.</p>
+
+<p>"I'll send him some peas for dinner," thought Frank, and fired. He heard
+the peas rattle against the hard bark of the tree, but no gray squirrel
+came down or went up that he could see. When the smoke cleared away, a
+black nose was thrust out over the branch, and two keen eyes were
+visible, peering down at the sportsman, as much as to say, "I like peas
+for dinner, little boy, but don't take 'em that way."</p>
+
+<p>"That's no squirrel," thought Frank. "I believe it's a 'coon&mdash;sure as a
+gun. And I haven't got a thing to shoot him with."</p>
+
+<p>He thought of putting his knife into his gun for a bullet, but it proved
+too large. Then he looked for some coarse gravel, but did not find any.
+Feeling in all his pockets, his fingers clutched a board nail.</p>
+
+<p>"Ah, that's the thing! We'll see, Mr. 'Coon, if you care any more for
+board nails than you do for peas."</p>
+
+<p>Loading his gun again, he dropped in the nail instead of a knife for a
+bullet. He took careful aim again at the spot of fur between the
+branches, and fired. The 'coon was more than surprised this time, and he
+certainly forgot to look before he leaped, or he never would have sprung
+right out ten feet from the tree, with nothing between him and the
+ground, thirty or forty feet below. He struck all rounded up in a bunch,
+like a big ball, bouncing up two or three feet from the ground. Frank
+started toward the animal, thinking, "Well, that fall's knocked the life
+out of him."</p>
+
+<p>He never was more mistaken. When he stepped toward him, the 'coon got
+upon his feet at once, and offered battle. Frank now used his gun in
+another manner, seizing it by the barrel, and turning it into a war
+club. There ensued some lively dodging on the part of the 'coon; but at
+length he was hit slightly, when he turned and ran for the nearest tree.
+This happened to be a beech, in whose hard, smooth bark his claws would
+not hold. He slipped down, and as Frank came up, turned and made a dash
+for the boy's legs. Frank met him with a blow of the gun on the head, at
+which the 'coon dropped down, apparently lifeless. Another such blow
+would have finished him; but Frank was unwilling to give it, for the
+last one had cracked his gun-stock. So he shouldered the gun, took the
+'coon up by the hinder legs, and started for home. Before he got there
+the 'coon had come to his senses again, and made Frank pretty lively
+work to keep his own legs safe. As soon as he could find a good stake
+Frank dropped his dangerous burden, and before the 'coon could run away,
+he was stunned by a blow of the stake.</p>
+
+<p>With this victory the war between Frank and the 'coons ended for the
+season. He had been obliged to buy some corn of a neighbor in order to
+fill his contract with the canning factory; but the 'coon-skins sold for
+enough to make up the money.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<img src="images/ill_004.jpg" width="600" height="304" alt="&quot;COME ON!&quot;" title="" />
+<span class="caption">&quot;COME ON!&quot;</span>
+</div>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_701" id="Page_701">[Pg 701]</a></span></p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h4><a name="WHO_WAS_PAUL_GRAYSON" id="WHO_WAS_PAUL_GRAYSON"></a>[Begun in No. 46 of <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span>, September 14.]</h4>
+
+<h2>WHO WAS PAUL GRAYSON?</h2>
+
+<h3>BY JOHN HABBERTON,</h3>
+
+<h4><span class="smcap">Author of "Helen's Babies."</span></h4>
+
+<h3><span class="smcap">Chapter III</span>.</h3>
+
+<h3>MUSIC AND MANNERS.</h3>
+
+<p>The boys at Mr. Morton's select school were not the only people in
+Laketon who were curious about Paul Grayson. Although the men and women
+had daily duties like those of men and women elsewhere, they found a
+great deal of time in which to think and talk about other people and
+their affairs. So all the boys who attended the school were interrogated
+so often about their new comrade, that they finally came to consider
+themselves as being in some way a part of the mystery.</p>
+
+<p>Mr. Morton, who had opened his school only several weeks before the
+appearance of Grayson, was himself unknown at Laketon until that spring,
+when, after an unsuccessful attempt to be made principal of the grammar
+school, he had hired the upper floor of what once had been a store
+building, and opened a school on his own account. He had introduced
+himself by letters that the school trustees, and Mr. Merivale, pastor of
+one of the village churches, considered very good; but now that
+Grayson's appearance was explained only by the teacher's statement that
+the boy was son of an old school friend who now was a widower, some of
+the trustees wished they were able to remember the names and addresses
+appended to the letters that the new teacher had presented. Sam
+Wardwell's father having learned from Mr. Morton where last he had
+taught, went so far as to write to the wholesale merchants with whom he
+dealt, in New York, for the name of some customer in Mr. Morton's former
+town; but even by making the most of this roundabout method of inquiry
+he only<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_702" id="Page_702">[Pg 702]</a></span> learned that the teacher had been highly respected, although
+nothing was known of his antecedents.</p>
+
+<p>With one of the town theories on the subject of Mr. Morton and Paul
+Grayson the boys entirely disagreed: this was that the teacher and the
+boy were father and son.</p>
+
+<p>"I don't think grown people are so very smart, after all," said Sam
+Wardwell, one day, as the boys who were not playing lounged in the shade
+of the school building and chatted. "They talk about Grayson being Mr.
+Morton's son. Why, who ever saw Grayson look a bit afraid of the
+teacher?"</p>
+
+<p>"Nobody," replied Ned Johnston, and no one contradicted him, although
+Bert Sharp suggested that there were other boys in the world who were
+not afraid of their fathers&mdash;himself, for instance.</p>
+
+<p>"Then you ought to be," said Benny Mallow. Benny looked off at nothing
+in particular for a moment, and then continued, "I wish I had a father
+to be afraid of."</p>
+
+<p>There was a short silence after this, for as no other boy in the group
+had lost a father, no one knew exactly what to say; besides, a big tear
+began to trickle down Benny's face, and all the boys saw it, although
+Benny dropped his head as much as possible. Finally, however, Ned
+Johnston stealthily patted Benny on the back, and then Sam Wardwell,
+taking a fine winter apple from his pocket, broke it in two, and
+extended half of it, with the remark, "Halves, Benny."</p>
+
+<p>Benny said, "Thank you," and seemed to take a great deal of comfort out
+of that piece of apple, while the other boys, who knew how fond Sam was
+of all things good to eat, were so impressed by his generosity that none
+of them asked for the core of the half that Sam was stowing away for
+himself. Indeed, Ned Johnston was so affected that he at once agreed to
+a barter&mdash;often proposed by Sam and as often declined&mdash;of his Centennial
+medal for a rather old bass-line with a choice sinker.</p>
+
+<p>Before the same hour of the next day, however, nearly every boy who
+attended Mr. Morton's school was wicked enough to wish to be in just
+exactly Benny Mallow's position, so far as fathers were concerned. This
+sudden change of feeling was not caused by anything that Laketon fathers
+had done, but through fear of what they might do. As no two boys agreed
+upon a statement of just how this difference of sentiment occurred, the
+author is obliged to tell the story in his own words.</p>
+
+<p>Usually the boys hurried away from the neighborhood of the school as
+soon as possible after dismissal in the afternoon, but during the last
+recess of the day on which the above-recorded conversation occurred Will
+Palmer and Charley Gunter completed a series of a hundred games of
+marbles, and had the strange fortune to end exactly even. The match had
+already attracted a great deal of attention in the school&mdash;so much so
+that boys who took sides without thinking had foolishly made a great
+many bets on the result, and a deputation of these informed the players
+that it would be only the fair thing to play the deciding game that
+afternoon after school, so that boys who had bet part or all of their
+property might know how they stood. Will and Charley expressed no
+objection; indeed, each was so anxious to prove himself the best player
+that in his anxiety he made many blunders during the afternoon
+recitations.</p>
+
+<p>As soon as the school was dismissed, the boys hurried into the yard,
+while Grayson, who had lately seen as much of marble-playing as he cared
+to, strolled off for a walk. The marble ring was quickly scratched on
+the ground, and the players began work. But the boys did not take as
+much interest in the game as they had expected to, for a rival
+attraction had unexpectedly appeared on the ground since recess: two
+rival attractions, more properly speaking, or perhaps three, for in a
+shady corner sat an organ-grinder, on the ground in front of him was an
+organ, and on top of this sat a monkey. Now to city boys more than ten
+years of age an organ-grinder is almost as uninteresting as a scolding;
+but Laketon was not a city, organ-grinders reached it seldom, and
+monkeys less often; so fully half the boys lounged up to within a few
+feet of the strangers, and devoured them with their eyes, while the man
+and the animal devoured some scraps of food that had been begged at a
+kitchen door.</p>
+
+<p>Nobody can deny that a monkey, even when soberly eating his dinner, is a
+very comical animal, and no boy ever lived, not excepting that good
+little boy Abel, who did not naturally wonder what a strange animal
+would do if some one disturbed him in some way. Which of Mr. Morton's
+pupils first felt this wonder about the organ-grinder's monkey was never
+known; the boys soon became too sick of the general subject to care to
+compare notes about this special phase of it; but the first one who
+ventured to experiment on the monkey was Bert Sharp, who made so
+skillful a "plumper" shot with a marble, from the level of his trousers
+pocket, that the marble struck the monkey fairly in the breast, and
+rattled down on the organ, while the monkey, who evidently had seen boys
+before, made a sudden jump to the head of his master, and then scrambled
+down the Italian's back, and hid himself so that he showed only as much
+of his head as was necessary to his effort to peer across the
+organ-grinder's shoulder.</p>
+
+<p>"Maledetta!" growled the Italian, as he looked inquiringly around him.
+As none of the boys had ever before heard this word, they did not know
+whether it was a question, a rebuke, or a threat; but they saw plainly
+enough that the man was angry, and although most of them stepped
+backward a pace or two, they all joined in the general laugh that a
+crowd of boys are almost sure to indulge in when they see any one in
+trouble, that any one of the same boys would be sorry about were he
+alone when he saw it.</p>
+
+<p>The organ-grinder began munching his food very rapidly, as if in haste
+to finish his meal, yet he did not forget to pass morsels across his
+shoulder to his funny little companion, and the manner in which the
+monkey put up a paw to take the food amused the boys greatly. Benny
+Mallow thought that monkey was simply delightful, but he could not help
+wondering what the animal would do if a marble were to strike his paw as
+he put it up. Animals' paws are soft at bottom, reasoned Benny to
+himself, and marbles shot through the air can not hurt much if any; the
+result of this short argument was that Benny tried a "plumper" shot
+himself; but the marble, instead of striking the monkey's paw, went
+straight into the mouth of the organ-grinder, who was just about to take
+a mouthful of bread.</p>
+
+<p>Up sprang the Italian, with an expression of countenance so perfectly
+dreadful that Benny Mallow dreamed of it, for a month after, whenever he
+ate too much supper. All the boys ran, and the Italian pursued them with
+words so strange and numerous that the boys could not have repeated one
+of them had they tried. Every boy was half a block away before he
+thought to look around and see whether the footsteps behind him were
+those of the organ-grinder or of some frightened boy. Sam Wardwell
+stumbled and fell, at which Ned Johnston, who had been but a step or two
+behind, fell upon Sam, who instantly screamed, "Oh, don't, mister: I
+didn't do it&mdash;really I didn't."</p>
+
+<p>On hearing this all the other boys thought it safe to stop and look, and
+when they saw the Italian was not in the street at all, they felt so
+ashamed that there is no knowing what they would have done if they had
+not had Sam Wardwell to laugh at. As for Sam, he was so angry about the
+mistake he had made that he vowed vengeance against the Italian, and
+hurried back toward the yard. Will Palmer afterward said that he
+couldn't see how the Italian was to blame, and Ned Johnston said the
+very same thought had occurred to him; but somehow neither of the two
+happened to mention the matter, as they, with the other boys,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_703" id="Page_703">[Pg 703]</a></span> followed
+Sam Wardwell to see what he would do. Looking through the cracks of the
+fence, the boys saw the Italian, with his organ and monkey on his back,
+coming down the yard; at the same time they saw nearly half a brick go
+up the yard, and barely miss the organ-grinder's head. The man said
+nothing; perhaps he had been in difficulties with boys before, and had
+learned that the best way to get out of them was to walk away as fast as
+possible; besides, there was no one in sight for him to talk to, for Sam
+had started to run the instant that the piece of brick left his hand.
+The man came out of the yard, looked around, saw the boys, turned in the
+opposite direction, and then turned up an alley that passed one side of
+the school-house.</p>
+
+<p>He could not have done worse; for no one lived on the alley, so any
+mischievous boy could tease him without fear of detection. He had gone
+but a few steps when Sam, who had hidden in a garden on the same alley,
+rose beside a fence, and threw a stick, which struck the organ. The man
+stopped, turned around, saw the whole crowd of boys slowly following,
+supposed some one of them was his assailant, threw the stick swiftly at
+the party, and then started to run. No one was hit, but the mere sight
+of a frightened man trying to escape seemed to rob the boys of every
+particle of humanity. Charley Gunter, who was very fond of pets, devoted
+himself to trying to hit the monkey with stones; Will Palmer, who had
+once helped nurse a friendless negro who had cut himself badly with an
+axe, actually shouted "Hurra!" when a stone thrown by himself struck one
+of the man's legs, and made him limp; Ned Johnston hurriedly broke a
+soft brick into small pieces, and threw them almost in a shower; and
+even Benny Mallow, who had always been a most tender-hearted little
+fellow, threw stones, sticks, and even an old bottle that he found among
+the rubbish that had been thrown into the alley.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 439px;">
+<img src="images/ill_005.jpg" width="439" height="600" alt="THE ATTACK ON THE ORGAN-GRINDER." title="" />
+<span class="caption">THE ATTACK ON THE ORGAN-GRINDER.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>Suddenly a stone&mdash;there were so many in the air at a time that no one
+knew who threw that particular stone&mdash;struck the organ-grinder in the
+back of the head, and the poor fellow fell forward flat, with his organ
+on top of him, and remained perfectly motionless.</p>
+
+<p>"He's killed!" exclaimed some one, as the pursuers stopped. In an
+instant all the boys went over the fences on either side of the alley,
+but not until Paul Grayson, crossing the upper end of the alley, had
+seen them, and they had seen him.</p>
+
+<h4>[<span class="smcap">to be continued</span>.]</h4>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="FORDING_A_RIVER_IN_CENTRAL_ASIA" id="FORDING_A_RIVER_IN_CENTRAL_ASIA"></a>FORDING A RIVER IN CENTRAL ASIA.</h2>
+
+<h3>BY DAVID KER.</h3>
+
+<p>I have heard many complaints made of the impossibility of sleeping in a
+railway car, and have wondered much how those who made them would have
+fared if compelled to spend, not one night, but twelve or fourteen in
+succession, in crossing the roadless plains and hills of Central Asia in
+a Russian cart, whose whole progress is a series of jolts that might
+dislocate the spine of a megatherium, flinging one at every turn against
+the corner of a box, or the broad shoulders of the Tartar driver. The
+correct way of preparing for a journey in this primitive region is to
+half fill your cart with hay, lay your baggage upon it as a kind of
+pavement, and cover the whole with a straw mattress, upon which you
+recline, walled in with rolled-up wrappers to keep you from being
+absolutely battered to bits against the sides of the vehicle. You then
+provide yourself with a hatchet and a coil of rope, as an antidote to
+the inevitable coming off of a wheel two or three times a day during the
+whole journey, and thus fore-armed, you are, as the Russians
+significantly say, "ready to <i>chance it</i>."</p>
+
+<p>After a night of such travel as this, with all its attendant bumps,
+bruises, and overturns, among the hills on the frontier of Bokhara, my
+English comrade and I find ourselves nearing the once famous city of
+Samarcand, and getting forward much more easily now that the plain is
+fairly reached at last. But what we gain in comfort we lose in
+picturesqueness. For several miles our course lies through the wet, miry
+level of the rice fields, and we leave them only to emerge upon a wide
+waste of bare gravel, amid which the once formidable current of the
+"gold-giving Zer-Affshan" has shrunk to a single narrow channel, the
+only fine feature of the landscape being the dark purple ridge beyond,
+upon which, in June, 1868, was fought the battle that decided the fate
+of Bokhara.</p>
+
+<p>But commonplace as it looks, every foot of this region is historic
+ground. Here stood the centre of a mighty empire, drawing to itself all
+the pomp and splendor of the East, in days when marsh frogs were
+croaking upon the site of St. Petersburg, and Indians lighting their
+camp fires upon that of New York. The very earth seems still shaking
+with the march of ancient conquerors, and one would hardly wonder to see
+Alexander's Macedonians coming with measured tramp over the boundless
+level, or low-browed Attila, with the light of a grim gladness in his
+deep-set eyes, waving on five hundred thousand horsemen with the sweep
+of his enchanted sabre. But mingled with these memories comes the
+thought of one who surpassed them both&mdash;a little, swarthy, keen-eyed,
+limping man, known to history as Timour the Tartar, who crushed into one
+great whole all the jarring kingdoms of Asia, only that they might melt
+into chaos again the moment that mighty grasp was relaxed by death.</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 25%;' />
+
+<p>"We must get out here, David Stepanovitch!"</p>
+
+<p>The shrill call sweeps away my visions, and I look up to find myself in
+front of a tiny hut&mdash;a mere speck in that wilderness of gravel&mdash;beside
+which three or four wild-looking figures are grouped around a huge
+<i>arba</i> (native cart), conspicuous by its immense breadth of beam, and
+its gigantic wheels, seven good feet in diameter.</p>
+
+<p>Mourad hastily explains that to attempt fording the river in our little
+post-cart will be certain destruction to our baggage, and that we must
+shift to the arba, which, light, strong, and, thanks to its great
+breadth, almost impossible to overturn, seems made for this roadless
+region, as the camel is for the desert.</p>
+
+<p>The transfer is soon effected, but it takes some time to secure our
+packages against the tremendous shaking which awaits them, and our
+careful henchman goes over his work three times before he can persuade
+himself to let go. But the reckless Bokhariotes, who care little if we
+and all our belongings go to the bottom, provided they get their money,
+cut him short by leaping onto the front of the huge tray, and heading
+right down upon the river.</p>
+
+<p>We make five or six lesser crossings before coming to the real one, the
+Zer-Affshan, like Central Asian rivers generally, being given to wasting
+its strength in minor channels; but even these run with a force and
+swiftness that show us what we have to expect. At length, after a
+comparatively long interval of bare gravel, the two Bokhariotes suddenly
+plant themselves back to back, with their feet against the sides of the
+cart. The huge vehicle halts for a moment, as if to gather strength for
+its final leap, and then rushes into the stream.</p>
+
+<p>And now comes the tug of war. The wheels have barely made three turns in
+the water when the great mass trembles under a shock like the collision
+of a train, and to our bewildered eyes the river appears to be standing
+perfectly still, and we ourselves to be flying backward at full speed.</p>
+
+<p>Deeper and deeper grows the water, stronger and stronger presses the
+current. Already the little post-cart following in our wake is almost
+submerged, and the water is battering against the bottom of the arba,
+and splashing over our feet as we sit. More than once the horses stop
+short, and plant their feet firmly, to save themselves from<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_704" id="Page_704">[Pg 704]</a></span> being swept
+bodily away, and the roar of the chafing pebbles comes up to us like the
+tramp of a charging squadron.</p>
+
+<p>In the midst of the din and hurly-burly, the lashing water, and the
+blinding spray, a terrible thought suddenly occurs to me. "By Jove! all
+my sugar's in the bottom of my store chest. It'll be all melted, to a
+certainty."</p>
+
+<p>"Shouldn't wonder," remarks my friend, with that quiet fortitude
+wherewith men are wont to bear the misfortunes of other people.
+"However, you can get some more at Samarcand; and, after all, a trunk
+lined with sugar will be worth exhibiting at home&mdash;if you ever get
+there."</p>
+
+<p>For the next few minutes it is "touch and go" with us; but even among
+Asiatics nothing can be spun out forever. Little by little the water
+grows shallower, the ground firmer, the strain less and less violent,
+till at length we come out upon dry land once more, decant the contents
+of the arba back into the cart, reward our pilots, and are off again.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<div class="figleft" style="width: 500px;"><a name="THE_TUG_OF_WAR" id="THE_TUG_OF_WAR"></a>
+<img src="images/ill_006.jpg" width="500" height="532" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="figright" style="width: 500px;">
+<img src="images/ill_007.jpg" width="500" height="539" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<h2>THE TUG OF WAR</h2>
+
+<p>This is an old English game, which has become a favorite athletic
+exercise in almost all countries, as a trial of strength and endurance.
+In England it used to be called "French and English," from the ancient
+rivalry that existed between the two nationalities. Our picture shows
+how the game is played. Care should be taken to have a stout rope, and
+the players should be divided so that each party may as nearly as
+possible be of equal strength. The party that pulls the other over a
+line marked on the ground between them is the winner in the game.
+Sometimes a string is tied on the rope, and when the game begins this
+string should be directly over the dividing line. It often happens that
+the parties are so evenly matched that neither can pull the string more
+than an inch or two over the line; and then it becomes a trial of
+endurance, and the question is which side can hold out the longer.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_705" id="Page_705">[Pg 705]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>Among the Burmese the "tug of war" is a part of the religious ceremonies
+held when there is a scarcity of rain. Instead of rope, long, slender
+canes are twisted together, and spokes are thrust through to give a firm
+hold. The sides are taken by men from different quarters of a town, or
+from different villages. Each side is marshalled by two drums and a
+harsh wind-instrument, which make a hideous noise. A few priests are
+generally seen squatting on the ground near by, chewing the betel-nut,
+and reading their laws, which are printed on slips of palm leaf. Every
+now and then they give a shout of encouragement. Each side tries to pull
+the other over the line, amid shouts and cries of the most vigorous
+description. It makes no difference which side wins the day, as victory
+to either party is supposed by the superstitious natives to bring the
+wished-for rain. Continued drought does not discourage them from
+repeating the ceremony time after time; and when the rain comes at last
+they firmly believe it is in answer to their incantations.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="FOUND_IN_A_FROG" id="FOUND_IN_A_FROG"></a>FOUND IN A FROG.</h2>
+
+<h3>BY MISS VIRGINIA W. JOHNSON,</h3>
+
+<h4><span class="smcap">Author of "The Catskill Fairies."</span></h4>
+
+<p>The sun had risen when Gita awoke. She lived at the top of a tall old
+house with her grandmother, and both were poor. When she had put on her
+thin cotton gown, and smoothed her hair with her small brown hands, Gita
+ran down stairs lightly; and these stairs&mdash;some crooked stone steps in a
+dark passage&mdash;would have broken our necks to descend. She came out in a
+narrow street with the tall houses almost meeting overhead, and steep
+paths or flights of steps leading down to the shore. The town was
+Mentone, in the south of France, with the boundary line of Italy not
+half a mile distant. At one end of the street was visible the blue sky,
+and two churches, yellow and white, on an open square, with towers,
+where the bells were ringing.</p>
+
+<p>Gita felt in her pocket for a crust of hard bread, and began to<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_706" id="Page_706">[Pg 706]</a></span> eat.
+This was her breakfast, and if she had been richer she would have drunk
+a little black coffee with it. As it was, she paused at the fountain,
+where the women were gossiping as they drew water in buckets, and placed
+her mouth under the spout.</p>
+
+<p>Raphael came along, and greeted her. Raphael, a tall young fellow with
+bright eyes, a face the color of bronze, and a little black mustache,
+was the son of a merchant who kept goats and donkeys for the visitors
+who came here every year. The goats furnished rich milk for the invalids
+to drink, while the ladies and children rode the donkeys. Gita found
+Raphael very handsome.</p>
+
+<p>He wore a curious straw hat with the brim turned up, a shirt striped
+with red, blue pantaloons, and a yellow sash about his waist. One could
+see he esteemed himself rather a dandy. In turn Raphael found Gita the
+prettiest girl of his acquaintance, with her large black eyes, brown
+face, and white teeth. Besides, Gita was amiable, and did not mock at
+him when he walked on the Promenade on Sunday with his hat on one side,
+and a cigarette in his mouth.</p>
+
+<p>"I have asked the consent of my parents to our marriage," said Raphael.
+"They refuse, unless you have a dower of at least a hundred francs. We
+must wait."</p>
+
+<p>Gita sighed and shook her head as she pursued her way down to the shore.
+In these countries the young people must obtain the consent of their
+parents to marry, and the bride should have a dowry. Gita had not a
+penny; Raphael's father might as well have asked him to bring the moon
+as one hundred francs.</p>
+
+<p>Grandmother was seated under an archway, with her little furnace before
+her, roasting chestnuts. Grandmother, a wrinkled old woman, with a red
+handkerchief wound about her head, was a chestnut merchant. The sailors,
+children, and Italians coming over the border bought her wares, and when
+she was not employed in serving them she twisted flax on a distaff.</p>
+
+<p>"Raphael's father needs a dowry of one hundred francs," said Gita, as
+grandmother gave her a few chestnuts.</p>
+
+<p>"Ah, if you were a lemon girl!" said grandmother, beginning to twist the
+flax.</p>
+
+<p>Gita poised a basket on her head, took a white stocking from her pocket,
+and began to knit as she walked away. The women of the country carry all
+burdens on their heads. You may see a mother with a mound of cut grass
+on her head, dandling a little baby in her arms as she moves along.
+Grandmother had been a lemon girl in her day, but Gita was not strong
+enough. The lemon girls bring the fruit on their heads many miles, from
+the lemon groves down to the ships, when they are sent to America and
+other distant lands.</p>
+
+<p>When you next taste a lemonade at a Sunday-school picnic, little reader,
+remember how far the lemon has travelled to furnish you this refreshing
+drink.</p>
+
+<p>Gita went along the shore knitting, her empty basket tilted on her head.
+The blue Mediterranean Sea sparkled as far as the eye could reach, and
+broke on the pebbles of the beach in waves as clear as crystal. Soon she
+turned back toward the hills, following a narrow path between high
+garden walls, passed under a railroad bridge, and entered an olive
+garden. She worked here all day, gathering up the little black olives
+which fall from the trees, much as children gather nuts in the woods at
+home. Other women were already at work; their dresses of gay colors,
+yellow and red, showed against the gray background of the trees. A boy
+beat the branches with a long pole. Gita began to work with the rest.
+She did not think much about the olive-tree, although it was a good
+friend. She was paid twenty sous a day to gather the berries from the
+ground, which were then taken to the crushing mill up the ravine to be
+made into oil. Gita ate the green lemons plucked from the trees as a
+child of the North would eat apples, but she loved the good olive-oil
+better. When the grandmother made a feast, it was to fry the little
+silvery sardines in oil, so crisp and brown.</p>
+
+<p>The olive-tree is a native of Asia Minor, and often mentioned in the
+Bible. Some of the trees in the garden where Gita now worked were so old
+that the Romans saw them when they conquered the world.</p>
+
+<p>At noon the olive-pickers paused to rest. Gita went away alone, and ate
+the handful of chestnuts given her by grandmother. When she returned to
+the town at night she would have another bit of bread and a raw onion.
+She seated herself on the edge of the ravine, and thought about Raphael
+as she munched her nuts. Below, this path traversed the ravine, and
+climbed the opposite slope to the wall of a pretty villa, one of the
+houses occupied for the winter by rich strangers. Gita looked at the
+villa, with its window shaded by lace curtains, balconies, and terraces,
+where orange-trees were covered with little golden balls of fruit.</p>
+
+<p>"If I were rich like that I would have soup every day, sometimes made of
+pumpkin and sometimes with macaroni in it," she thought.</p>
+
+<p>Then she turned over a stone with her heavy shoe, and it rolled down the
+hill. Gita uttered a cry. The stone had covered a hole at the root of
+the olive-tree where she sat, far away from the other workers. In the
+hole she saw a green frog; she dropped on her knees to look at it more
+closely. Yes, it was a green frog. How did it come there? She touched it
+with her fingers; the frog did not move or croak. Then she took it out
+carefully. The frog was one of those pasteboard boxes which appear each
+year in the shop windows of Paris for Easter presents, in company with
+fish, lobsters, and shells.</p>
+
+<p>Gita raised the lid. Inside were bank-bills and a lizard. She knew
+lizards very well; they were always whisking over the stone walls; but
+then those were of a sober brown tint, while this one was white until
+she lifted it, when it sparkled like a dewdrop. The lizard was an
+ornament made of diamonds. Gita held her breath and closed her eyes. She
+believed herself asleep. Soon she rose, took the box in her hand, and
+crossing the ravine, began to climb the path to the villa above.</p>
+
+<p>As she reached the door a pony-carriage drove up. A big servant with
+many buttons on his coat told her to go away. Gita paused, holding the
+box. The pale lady in the carriage, who was wrapped in furs, motioned
+her to approach. Quickly the girl ran forward and held out the frog.</p>
+
+<p>"I found it in a hole at the foot of the olive-tree," she explained. "It
+must belong to this house."</p>
+
+<p>The lady took the box and opened it, emptying the contents on her lap.
+There lay the diamond lizard, and the roll of French bank-notes.</p>
+
+<p>"You see that Pierre was a dishonest servant, although nothing was found
+on him," said the lady to those about her. "He must have hidden this box
+in the olive grove to return from Nice later and find it."</p>
+
+<p>Gita listened with her mouth and eyes wide open. The lady looked at her
+and smiled.</p>
+
+<p>"You are a good girl," she said.</p>
+
+<p>Then she selected one of the bills and gave it to Gita. It was a note of
+one hundred francs.</p>
+
+<p>"Now I can marry Raphael!" she cried.</p>
+
+<p>Raphael was standing beside grandmother's chestnut-roaster when both saw
+Gita running toward them, her cheeks red, and her eyes flashing like
+stars. She had to tell all about the frog, not only to them, but to the
+neighbors. As for grandmother, she could not hear the story often
+enough. When she had been a lemon girl no such luck had befallen her.</p>
+
+<p>"Who would have thought of finding a wedding dowry in a frog?" laughed
+Raphael.</p>
+
+<p>Gita and Raphael are soon to be married in the yellow<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_707" id="Page_707">[Pg 707]</a></span> church on the
+hill. The olive-pickers in the grove seek for something beside the dark
+berries; they hope to find a green frog under a stone, containing money
+and a diamond lizard; but this will never again happen.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="JAPANESE_LIFE" id="JAPANESE_LIFE"></a>JAPANESE LIFE.</h2>
+
+<p>The Japanese is the cleanest of mankind. Cleanliness is, so to speak,
+more than godliness with him. Though he has no soap, he washes all over
+at least once a day&mdash;he worships but once a week. His candles are made
+of vegetable wax. He uses a cotton coverlet, well stuffed and padded,
+for bed-covering and mattress. A sort of stereoscope case&mdash;made of
+wood&mdash;makes his pillow. He resorts to that, and so do his wife and
+daughters, that their carefully arranged hair may not be disarranged
+during sleep. No head-covering is worn by the Japanese. No nation
+dresses the hair so tastefully. Usually it is with the men shaved in
+sections. They are coming now to wear it in European fashion. They are
+adopting all European customs.</p>
+
+<p>On lev&eacute;e day I saw the reception at the Mikado's palace in Yeddo. Every
+one presented had to come in European full dress. That dress does not
+become the Japanese figure. He looks awkward in it. His legs are too
+short. The tails of his claw-hammer coat drag on the ground, and the
+black dress trousers wrinkle up and get baggy around his feet. His
+European-fashioned clothes have been sent out ready-made from America or
+England, and in no case did I notice anything approaching to a good fit.
+Yet he smiled and looked happy, though he could not get his heels half
+way down his Wellington boots, and his hat was either too large or too
+small for his head. He always smiles and looks pleasant. Nothing can
+make him grumble, and he has not learned to swear. He is satisfied to be
+paid his due, and never asks for more. As a New York cabman he would be
+a veritable living curiosity.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="WHERE_DID_POTATOES_COME_FROM" id="WHERE_DID_POTATOES_COME_FROM"></a>WHERE DID POTATOES COME FROM?</h2>
+
+<p>Nobody knows precisely where the potato came from originally. It has
+been found, apparently indigenous, in many parts of the world. Mr.
+Darwin, for instance, found it wild in the Chonos Archipelago. Sir W.&nbsp;J.
+Hooker says that it is common at Valparaiso, where it grows abundantly
+on the sandy hills near the sea. In Peru and other parts of South
+America it appears to be at home; and it is a noteworthy fact that Mr.
+Darwin should have noted it both in the humid forests of the Chonos
+Archipelago and among the central Chilian mountains, where sometimes
+rain does not fall for six months at a stretch. It was to the colonists
+whom Sir Walter Raleigh sent out in Elizabeth's reign that we are
+indebted for our potatoes.</p>
+
+<p>Herriot, who went out with these colonists, and who wrote an account of
+his travels, makes what may, perhaps, be regarded as the earliest
+mention of this vegetable. Under the heading of "Roots," he mentions
+what he calls the "openawk." "These roots," he says, "are round, some
+large as a walnut, others much larger. They grow on damp soils, many
+hanging together as if fixed on ropes. They are good food, either boiled
+or roasted."</p>
+
+<p>At the beginning of the seventeenth century this root was planted, as a
+curious exotic, in the gardens of the nobility, but it was long ere it
+came into general use. Many held them to be poisonous, and it would seem
+not altogether unreasonably so either. The potato is closely related to
+the deadly-nightshade and the mandrake, and from its stems and leaves
+may be extracted a very powerful narcotic. In England prejudice against
+it was for a long time very strong, especially among the poor.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h4><a name="MOONSHINERS" id="MOONSHINERS"></a>[Begun in <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span> No. 47, September 21.]</h4>
+
+<h2>"MOONSHINERS."</h2>
+
+<h3>BY E.&nbsp;H. MILLER.</h3>
+
+<h3><span class="smcap">Chapter II</span>.</h3>
+
+<h3>CONNY FINDS A HOME.</h3>
+
+<p>Two days afterward, when the doctor went out for his horse, he found
+Conny sitting astride the block, his lap filled with sweet white clover,
+which he was feeding to Prince with one hand, while with the other he
+stroked the beautiful head that was bent down to him. He dropped to his
+feet on seeing the doctor, and made a bow, grave and stiff, but not at
+all bashful.</p>
+
+<p>"I have come to live with you, sir," he said.</p>
+
+<p>"Indeed," laughed the doctor; "and what do you suppose I want of you?"</p>
+
+<p>"I don't know, sir; but my feyther always told me, if he died, I was not
+to stay on the mountain, but go to some good man who would teach me to
+work."</p>
+
+<p>"And how do you know I am a good man?" asked the doctor, looking keenly
+at the boy. "You have never seen me but once."</p>
+
+<p>"I have seen you often. I saw you when you mended the rabbit's leg. Jock
+Riley broke it with his big cart-whip."</p>
+
+<p>"And where were you, pray?"</p>
+
+<p>"Up in a tree, lying along a limb. And I was in the big tamarack when
+you climbed up the hill for the little flower. I often wanted to know
+why you cared to get it. My feyther thought perhaps it was good for
+medicine; but when I told him you only took one, he said then he
+couldn't tell; it might be you were crazed."</p>
+
+<p>The doctor laughed heartily. It was by no means the first time his
+passion for botanizing had been called a <i>craze</i>.</p>
+
+<p>"Well, Conny," said he, "go into the house and get your breakfast, and
+when I come back we will talk this matter over."</p>
+
+<p>He stopped for a word of explanation with his wife, and drove away,
+leaving Conny on the door-step, with a substantial slice of bread and
+meat in his hands, and a bowl of milk beside him, while little Betty
+peeped shyly at him through the window.</p>
+
+<p>It gave the doctor a curious sensation to think, as he rode through the
+solitary woods, of the little watcher stretched along a mossy limb, or
+peering out from a treetop, like some strange, wild creature.</p>
+
+<p>"He must have been set to keep guard by the moon-shiners," he thought.
+"I wonder if they suspected I meant them mischief?" And then like a
+flash came another thought: "They have sent him to me now as a spy to
+find out if I have any secret business for the government. I should
+rather enjoy giving them a scare, if it were not for my wife and Betty."</p>
+
+<p>The doctor fully made up his mind before he went home to send Conny on
+his ways, but in the end he did no such thing. Old Timothy made much
+pretense of finding whether he belonged to Dunsmore or Killbourne, and
+talked bravely of taking him to the poor-house officers; but Timothy
+found him a great convenience to his rheumatic old hands and feet, and
+by the end of the summer Conny was as much at home as if he had been
+bought, like Betty's ugly little terrier, or born in the house, like
+blessed little Betty herself. It was Conny who gave the last rub to
+Prince, and brought him to the door; Conny who, in cold or heat, was
+ready with such good-natured promptness for any errand far or near;
+Conny who could mend and make; who oiled rusty hinges, repaired broken
+locks and latches, sharpened the kitchen knives, filed the old saws, and
+put new handles to all the cast-away tools<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_708" id="Page_708">[Pg 708]</a></span> on the premises. Best of
+all, in the doctor's eyes, it was Conny who knew every nook of mountain
+and forest, and whose swift feet and skillful fingers sought out every
+plant that grew, and brought it to his master's feet.</p>
+
+<p>Only Bridget held to her deep suspicion of something wrong about Conny.</p>
+
+<p>"The cratur's that shmart wid his two hands ye wudn't belave, mum, but I
+misthrust he's shly: it's in the blood of 'im.</p>
+
+<p>"You ought not to say such things, Bridget; you have no reason to think
+Conny is not honest," Mrs. Hunter would say.</p>
+
+<p>"It's not to say that he'd sthale, mum, but he's <i>shly</i>. I've coom upon
+'im soodent wance or twicet, an' seen 'im shlip something intil 'is
+pocket, an' 'im toornin' red in the face an' confused like. An' says I,
+'Conny, is it something fine ye have?' An' the b'y walked away widout a
+word jist."</p>
+
+<p>Mrs. Hunter laughed. "He is just like every other boy in the
+world&mdash;storing up all sorts of odds and ends, as if they were treasures.
+I remember when Joe would hardly allow me to mend his pockets for fear I
+should disturb some of his precious trinkets."</p>
+
+<p>Biddy tossed her head with an air that plainly said her opinion was in
+no wise changed, as she answered, discreetly, "Ye may be in the rights
+of it, mum, but it's not mesilf would be judgin' the cratur by Master
+Joe, that was born a gintleman, let alone the bringin' up."</p>
+
+<p>Quite by accident Mrs. Hunter herself discovered the mystery in Conny's
+bosom, for, sitting one day by the window at her sewing, she saw the boy
+come from the wood-house, and after a quick glance in every direction,
+dart like a squirrel up one of the great hemlock-trees, where he sat
+completely screened by the branches, only now and then when a stronger
+gust of wind swayed the top, and gave her a glimpse of him bending
+intently over something upon his knees. Mrs. Hunter watched him for some
+time, and then went quietly under the tree and called, "Conny!"</p>
+
+<p>There was a moment of hesitation, and she fancied she saw him put
+something into the crotch of the tree before he came sliding down at her
+feet, looking decidedly confused.</p>
+
+<p>"What were you doing up there, Conny?" she asked, pleasantly.</p>
+
+<p>"No harm at all, ma'am," said Conny, with his eyes on his bare brown
+feet.</p>
+
+<p>"I suppose not, but I should like to know what it was that you hid up in
+the tree."</p>
+
+<p>"It's no harm, ma'am," repeated Conny, very red and very earnest.</p>
+
+<p>"Then you can certainly show it to me: I wish to see it," said Mrs.
+Hunter, decidedly.</p>
+
+<p>Conny disappeared in the tree, and in an instant came down, more slowly
+than before, carrying something carefully in his hand. He gave it to
+Mrs. Hunter, and stood before her looking as red and guilty as if he had
+been found in possession of the doctor's gold watch. It was a miniature
+sideboard of fragrant red cedar, nearly complete, with drawers, shelves,
+and exquisite carvings&mdash;a lovely little model of the handsome sideboard
+which was the pride of Mrs. Hunter's heart.</p>
+
+<p>"What a beautiful thing!" said Mrs. Hunter, with such delight in her
+tone that Conny ventured to look up.</p>
+
+<p>"I was keeping it a secret, ma'am, for little Miss Betty's birthday, to
+give it her unbeknown."</p>
+
+<p>"It is the very prettiest toy I ever saw," said Mrs. Hunter. "I am sorry
+I spoiled your secret, Conny, but you don't mind my knowing, do you?"</p>
+
+<p>Conny brightened wonderfully.</p>
+
+<p>"I doubted you might think it was presuming in me, ma'am, to be making
+little Miss Betty a present. Indeed," he added, with a droll little
+twinkle of his eyes, "it's trouble enough I've had keeping it. Biddy
+caught me making a little drawing of the fine chest, and would have it
+out of me what I was hiding; and once, when I was just using my two eyes
+at the window, she asked me was I planning to steal the silver. And what
+with little Miss Betty herself, and Timothy rummaging my bits of things,
+I was just driven to the tree, ma'am."</p>
+
+<p>"And I pursued you there," laughed Mrs. Hunter, to which Conny only
+responded with a respectful bow.</p>
+
+<p>"Well, Conny, you shall have a shop. I'll give you the key to the little
+south attic. That was my boy's playroom, and you may keep your tools
+there, and lock the door, and nobody shall enter without your leave, not
+even I."</p>
+
+<p>The evident delight that beamed from Conny's eyes almost brought the
+tears into Mrs. Hunter's, and made her resolve that this young genius
+should have a chance to grow. She even felt that it would not be
+honorable in her to reveal his secret to the doctor, but decided that
+she would wait a few weeks for Betty's birthday.</p>
+
+<p>But before Betty's birthday another secret came to light. Dr. Hunter had
+twice noticed a strange, rough-looking man hanging about the premises.
+He had made a pretense of looking for work, but the doctor distrusted
+him, and ordered him away.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;">
+<img src="images/ill_008.jpg" width="500" height="413" alt="THE DOCTOR COMING UPON CONNY AND THE MOONSHINER IN HEMLOCK GLEN." title="" />
+<span class="caption">THE DOCTOR COMING UPON CONNY AND THE MOONSHINER IN HEMLOCK GLEN.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>To his great surprise, a few mornings later, he came suddenly upon the
+same man in the heart of Hemlock Glen, in earnest conversation with
+Conny. The man instantly<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_709" id="Page_709">[Pg 709]</a></span> disappeared in the woods, and the doctor
+reined up his horse, and bade Conny get into the gig. He obeyed
+silently, crouching, as he often did, at the doctor's feet, and dangling
+his bare legs over the side of the gig.</p>
+
+<p>"Who was that man, Conny?" asked the doctor, when they were nearly home.</p>
+
+<p>"Jock McCleggan, sir."</p>
+
+<p>"Who is he?"</p>
+
+<p>"Just Jock, sir: a man that lives off and on here-abouts."</p>
+
+<p>"Oh," said the doctor, understanding perfectly well that Jock was a
+moonshiner; "and what business have you with a rascal like that?"</p>
+
+<p>"He knew my feyther, sir, and he's been saying to me these many days
+that it was agreed between 'em I was to 'bide with him when my feyther
+died. It's a lee, sir; my feyther never said it."</p>
+
+<p>"He'd better not show his face to me again," said the doctor. "I'll
+horsewhip him."</p>
+
+<p>Conny suddenly pulled a crumpled bit of paper from his bosom and showed
+it to the doctor, saying,</p>
+
+<p>"He brought me that just the morning."</p>
+
+<p>The doctor read:</p>
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>"<span class="smcap">To Mr. Jock McCleggin</span>,&mdash;i want yu tu tak mi sun Cony tu du as if
+he was yure one. i mene wen i am ded."</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;">"<span class="smcap">Sandy McConel</span>."</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<p>"Do you think your father wrote it?" asked the doctor, smiling a little.</p>
+
+<p>Conny looked at him with grave displeasure.</p>
+
+<p>"My feyther was a gentleman, sir, not a blitherin' loon like Jock
+McCleggan, to stumble at spelling his own name." Then, with a great deal
+of anxiety, he added,</p>
+
+<p>"Jock says you can be made to give me up; he says it'll be a case of
+kidnapping."</p>
+
+<p>"Nonsense, Conny: nobody can touch you, or me either; but I advise you
+to steer clear of Jock and all his companions."</p>
+
+<p>But after this conversation the doctor thought best to see the
+authorities of Dunsmore, and have himself duly appointed as guardian for
+Conny&mdash;a proceeding which gave the boy unbounded satisfaction.</p>
+
+<p>"I'm yer servant now, little Miss Betty," he said, with a low bow. "Yer
+servant to keep and to hold; that was what the magistrate said. 'Deed
+and you're the first lady that ever had a McConnell for a servant."</p>
+
+<p>Betty's birthday came and went. The wonderful little toy was presented,
+and it was hard saying who was most delighted, Betty or the doctor.</p>
+
+<p>"You are a genius, Conny&mdash;an artist, a poet," he exclaimed; and he made
+a journey to Kilbourne, bringing back a set of carving tools for Conny,
+and a furnished doll's house, with which he bribed the little lady to
+give her dainty sideboard into safe-keeping until her curious fingers
+should have outgrown their passion for pulling things to pieces.</p>
+
+<p>Day by day the attachment of the family for Conny increased.</p>
+
+<p>"He is a gentleman born," said Mrs. Hunter. "I wish I could know more
+about his history, but he is as discreet as if he were fifty instead of
+fifteen."</p>
+
+<p>"I fancy his father was a gentleman with a Scotchman's weakness for
+whiskey, and that he came up here to keep out of sight. At any rate, the
+boy is a genius, and I intend he shall have a chance in the world."</p>
+
+<h4>[<span class="smcap">to be continued</span>.]</h4>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<img src="images/ill_009.jpg" width="600" height="459" alt="&quot;ASLEEP AT HIS POST.&quot;&mdash;Drawn by C.&nbsp;S. Reinhart." title="" />
+<span class="caption">&quot;ASLEEP AT HIS POST.&quot;&mdash;<span class="smcap">Drawn by C.&nbsp;S. Reinhart</span>.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_710" id="Page_710">[Pg 710]</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="251" alt="OUR POST-OFFICE BOX." title="" />
+</div>
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I am a boy of twelve years. I like <span class="smcap">Young People</span> very much. We live
+in Croatia, on the Styrian frontier, near to Bath Rohitsch. Our
+castle was built about the time America was discovered. It is said
+that a headless huntsman wanders through the corridors at night,
+but I have never met him.</p>
+
+<p>We see from the windows many high alps of Styria and Carinthia. We
+go very often to the Szotlee to swim.</p>
+
+<p>I have two canary-birds and two good old dogs.</p>
+
+<p>My sister, who is fourteen years old, would like very much some
+pressed California flowers. She would send some from here in
+return.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">James Kavanagh</span>,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;">Post Rohitsch, Styria, Austria.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">New Orleans, Louisiana</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>Reading in <span class="smcap">Young People</span> about the fight between the <i>Constitution</i>
+and the <i>Guerri&egrave;re</i>, I thought I would tell you about a relic I
+have. It is a cross made of the wood of the <i>Constitution</i>, which
+was presented to my father by Miss Bainbridge, a daughter of
+Commodore Bainbridge, the commander of the <i>Constitution</i> after
+Captain Hull retired.</p>
+
+<p>I have been a constant reader of the delightful little paper ever
+since Christmas. I am ten years old, but I have never made but two
+trips away from my Southern home.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Mabel S.</span></span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Owaneco, Illinois</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I am nine years old. I live one mile from town. We milk six cows,
+and I help do the milking.</p>
+
+<p>I have a nice pet lamb. Her name is Fannie. A kind old man gave
+her to me when she was a little tiny thing. She was a year old
+last spring. I sold her fleece in the spring for forty-five cents
+a pound. It weighed five pounds. Papa let me keep all the money,
+and I am going to buy another sheep with it.</p>
+
+<p>I helped papa all through haying. He has a new hay derrick, and I
+rode a horse and worked the derrick. The horse is twenty-five
+years old, and his name is General.</p>
+
+<p>I am visiting Aunt Em now, but I am going to start to school next
+week. I like <span class="smcap">Young People</span> so much!</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Minnie M.&nbsp;L.</span></span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Downieville, California</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I live up in the mountains of Sierra County. My papa is editor of
+a newspaper here, and my little brother, ten years old, folds the
+papers for papa every Thursday night. Papa gave me a nice French
+kid doll. She can turn her head, and has joints.</p>
+
+<p>I have two brothers and a sister younger than myself. We all like
+to receive <span class="smcap">Young People</span> and to look at the pictures. I liked "The
+Moral Pirates" very much, and would not mind being such a pirate
+myself.</p>
+
+<p>My home is on the famous Yuba River, but its current is too rapid
+for boats of any kind.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Altie V.</span></span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Houston, Texas</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I want to know why "the two Eds" did not try to eat on the cars? I
+am six years old.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Sam McI.</span></span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I am a lover of <span class="smcap">Young People</span>, and in common with others have
+exchanged specimens with many of the subscribers. A young lady of
+Wilkesbarre, Pennsylvania, sent me a piece of peacock coal, and
+wished St. Croix carnelians in exchange. Unfortunately I have lost
+her name and address, and I wish to ask her to kindly send it to
+me again.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Carrie E. Silliman</span>,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;">Hudson, St. Croix County, Wisconsin.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">West Newton, Massachusetts</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>Will some correspondent of <span class="smcap">Young People</span> please give me directions
+for pressing flowers and different kinds of sea-weed?</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Daisy F.</span></span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I have a little kitten named Tommy Milo. Sometimes he comes into
+our chamber and lies at the foot of the bed till one or two
+o'clock in the morning, and then crawls up to the head to be
+petted. Sometimes he plagues us so that we have to put him out of
+the room.</p>
+
+<p>I can knit and crochet. I crocheted a collar of feathered-edge
+braid, and it is very pretty. I would like very much a pattern for
+knitting edging, if Gracie Meads or any one will send it to me.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Eliza F.</span>, P.&nbsp;O. Box 162,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;">West Newton, Massachusetts.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Beaufort, South Carolina</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I send you a pencil sketch of a magnolia blossom. I drew it
+myself. I draw a good deal for my own amusement, although I have
+had no instruction. The diameter of this blossom is about nine
+inches when it is fully open. This month is the time for the
+falling of the cones. They contain the seeds, which are covered
+with a bright red pulpy substance, and are suspended from the cone
+by a white silken thread about half an inch long. They are very
+pretty. Our magnolia-tree is very large. The circumference is
+about fifteen feet.</p>
+
+<p>Several days ago I saw a wild vine that resembles the sweet-potato
+vine, and the blossom is just the same. We have what I think is
+the wild onion growing here. It grows all around in the fields.</p>
+
+<p>I think <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span> is a splendid paper.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">A.&nbsp;L.&nbsp;H.</span></span><br />
+</p>
+
+<p>Many thanks for your pretty drawing. We regret we have no room to give
+it in the Post-office Box.</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Windsor, Connecticut</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I don't know but the little folks are tired of hearing about pets,
+but I want to tell them how my kitty jumped on the piano, and ran
+over the keys from one end of them to the other, and the tune she
+played frightened her so that she scampered away with all her
+might. She is now curled up in my hat, fast asleep. I have two
+carrier-doves for pets besides.</p>
+
+<p>I sent Carrie Harding, of Freeport, Illinois, some pressed flowers
+quite a long time ago, but I have not heard whether she received
+them or not.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Harry H.&nbsp;M.</span></span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">St. Johns, Michigan</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I am nine years old. I have a great many dolls&mdash;sixteen in all. I
+have a little baby brother, and I have two canaries, and a cat
+named Muggins. I did have one named Snow, but one morning all of a
+sudden he disappeared, and has never been found.</p>
+
+<p>I like <span class="smcap">Young People</span> very much, especially the story of "Claudine's
+Doves." I wonder if Claudine is alive yet, and lives in Paris?</p>
+
+<p>My <span class="smcap">Young People</span> comes every Thursday, and I can hardly wait for
+it.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Grace M.&nbsp;D.</span></span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Prince Edward Island</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I live in Summerside. Our house is very near the water. There is
+an island in our bay, and we go there sometimes. I have a little
+garden, with some lovely black pansies and other flowers growing
+in it. My sister has a little white rabbit.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Ellie G.</span></span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Grafton, West Virginia</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I don't know what I would do now without my <span class="smcap">Young People</span>. I have
+taken it ever since it was published, and I hope I will always get
+it. Of all the long stories, I like "The Moral Pirates" best, but
+I like the others too.</p>
+
+<p>I love to read about the pets the little girls and boys write
+about in the Post-office Box. I have some too. I believe I like my
+ducks the best. I have two old ones and ten young ones. I hope
+Bessie Maynard will stay at Old Orchard Beach a good while, and
+write some more letters to her doll. When I go away from home I
+always take my doll with me. I have a little sister Mabel, but she
+is only four years old. She likes the pictures in <span class="smcap">Young People</span>
+better than the stories. I am almost nine, and I can read in the
+Fourth Reader.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Cloyd D.&nbsp;B.</span></span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;">Middletown, New York.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I send a recipe to the chemists' club, which, if not new to the
+club, may be to many readers of <span class="smcap">Young People</span>.</p>
+
+<p><i>Metal Tree.</i>&mdash;A bar of pure zinc two and a half inches long and
+three-eighths of an inch in diameter; ten cents' worth of sugar of
+lead. Fill a decanter with pure water; suspend the bar in it
+easily by means of a fine brass wire running through the centre of
+the cork; pour in the sugar of lead, and cork tightly. Let it
+stand without being moved, and watch the formations.</p>
+
+<p>Our boy took a quart glass fruit jar, and bought a cork to fit it
+for a few cents. He could not get a solid bar of zinc, but had a
+piece of zinc folded which answered the purpose. Then following
+the rest of the directions, he placed the jar on the mantel-piece.
+The next day; the formations began, and are constantly changing.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">L.&nbsp;E.&nbsp;K.</span></span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I send some simple experiments for the chemists' club. Put into a
+small chemist's mortar as much finely powdered potassium chlorate
+as will lie upon the point of a penknife blade, and half the
+quantity of sulphur; cover the mortar with a piece of paper having
+a hole cut in it large enough for the handle of the pestle to pass
+through. When the two substances are well mixed, grind heavily
+with the pestle, when rapid detonations will ensue; or after the
+powder is mixed, you can wrap it with paper into a hard pellet,
+and explode it on an anvil with a sharp blow of a hammer.</p>
+
+<p>To make iodide of nitrogen, cover a few scales of iodine with
+strong aqua-ammonia. After it has stood for half an hour, pour off
+the liquid, and place the brown precipitate, or sediment, in small
+portions on bits of broken earthenware to dry. When perfectly dry,
+the particles may be exploded with the touch of a rod, or even of
+a feather.</p>
+
+<p>I would like to exchange crystallized quartz or gold ore for zinc
+or silver ore.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">John R. Glen</span>,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;">Nacoochee, White County, Georgia.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<p>We would advise our young chemists to buy some good work on the elements
+of chemistry, and study it well before they undertake any experiments,
+as handling reagents, when one is not aware of their true composition
+and behavior under all conditions, is a very dangerous pastime, by which
+absolutely nothing can be learned, and a great deal of mischief done to
+face, eyes, hands, and clothing, to say nothing of mamma's table-cloths
+and carpets.</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Newport, Rhode Island</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I thought I would write to the Post-office Box about my white
+mice. At one time I had fourteen, and they did many funny tricks.
+One of them would go on a tight cord, in the centre of which was
+fastened a pan of bird seed, holding on by his tail all the time.
+Another would go up an inclined plane, and then down a string to
+get bird seed. I could tell many other funny tricks they did, but
+I am afraid my letter would be too long.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">John R.&nbsp;B.</span></span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Port Byron, Illinois</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I am seven years old, and I live on the east bank of the
+Mississippi. My papa owns a raft steamer, which is busy towing
+rafts from the foot of Lake Pepin to Hannibal and St. Louis. Every
+summer my mamma and I take a trip with papa up or down the river.
+We are gone a week or more. Oh, I just have jolly times! The men
+on the rafts make me whistles and little boats. The cook gives me
+dough every time he bakes. I make fried cakes, biscuits, and pies
+all out of the same piece of dough. I am not as particular as the
+little girls who send recipes to the Post-office Box.</p>
+
+<p>My grandma in Wisconsin subscribed for <span class="smcap">Young People</span> for me, and I
+enjoy it more than any present she ever gave me, because it is
+something new every week.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Freddie J.&nbsp;B.</span></span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Albion, New York</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I live with my mamma and grandpa and grandma. I am four years old,
+but I am going to be five in October.</p>
+
+<p>I have a little brother named Judson, but he calls himself "B." He
+is three years old. He had a birthday cake with three candles on
+it&mdash;a red one, a green one, and a white one. At breakfast a pair
+of little oxen stood at his plate with a load of candy and a
+little doll driver. He was so good he gave me more candy than he
+kept himself, and the dolly too.</p>
+
+<p>"B" likes "The Moral Pirates" because it is about boats. We are
+too little to guess the puzzles, but we like the letters in the
+Post-office Box ever so much.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;">"<span class="smcap">Little Pearl</span>."</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Chicago, Illinois</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I think the "worm" described by Maggie P.&nbsp;B. is the caterpillar of
+the willow sphinx moth. I have found several of them on the
+willow-trees, and I kept them and fed them every day. In the fall
+they turned into chrysalides, which I kept all the winter. In the
+spring beautiful moths, nearly six inches across the wings, came
+out of them. I am collecting butterflies and moths, and my father
+has given me a nice case for them.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Clifford S.</span></span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I am collecting coins, minerals, birds' eggs, and postmarks, any
+of which I would gladly exchange with any reader of <span class="smcap">Young People</span>.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Will E. Brehmer</span>,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;">Penn Yan, Yates County, New York.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I take <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span>, and wish every one would do the
+same, as it is splendid.</p>
+
+<p>I would like to exchange postage stamps with any of the
+subscribers, as I have a good many.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">James D. Heard</span>,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;">Union St., Mount Washington, Pittsburgh, Pa.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I would be pleased to exchange birds' eggs with any readers of
+<span class="smcap">Young People</span>. I have also a lot of postage stamps that I would
+like to exchange for eggs.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Reginald S. Koehler</span>,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;">P.&nbsp;O. Box 370, Hagerstown, Maryland.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I am collecting birds' eggs, and would be very much pleased to
+exchange with any of the correspondents of <span class="smcap">Young People</span>. Can any
+one tell me where to get a catalogue of birds' eggs?</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Richard Kipp</span>,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;">13 Grant Street, Newark, New Jersey.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I would like to exchange birds' eggs with some correspondent. I
+have eggs of the wild canary, wren, martin, robin, cat-bird,
+swallow, guinea-hen, quail, and woodpecker.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">J. Lee Mahin</span>,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;">Muscatine, Iowa.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I would like to exchange postage stamps with any one in the United
+States or Canada.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">H.&nbsp;L. McIlvain</span>,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;">120 North Fifth Street, Reading, Pennsylvania.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>To any one who will send me twenty-five postmarks I will send by
+return mail a box of sea-shells.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">James A. Snedeker</span>,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;">60 Asylum Street, New Haven, Connecticut.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I am making a collection of steel pens, and would like to exchange
+with any correspondents of <span class="smcap">Young People</span>.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Carl Reese Ealy</span>,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;">22 North Shippen St., Lancaster, Pa.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I am collecting skulls and skeletons of birds, beasts, and
+reptiles, and if any of the readers of <span class="smcap">Young People</span> have any which
+they wish to dispose of, they would be gratefully received by me.
+In exchange<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_711" id="Page_711">[Pg 711]</a></span> for the same I will give foreign postage stamps,
+butterflies, or bugs. If any know of places where the
+above-mentioned articles can be purchased, I would be pleased if
+they would let me know.</p></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">I.&nbsp;N. Kriegshaber</span>,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;">490 Fifth Street,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;">between Breckinridge and Kentucky,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;">Louisville, Kentucky.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<p><span class="smcap">Harry E.&nbsp;F.</span>&mdash;The letters S.&nbsp;P.&nbsp;Q.&nbsp;R. stand for <i>Senatus populusque
+Romanus</i>, meaning the Senate and people of Rome.</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<p><span class="smcap">Ottie Le Roi</span>.&mdash;Wild rabbits and hares change their coats with the
+changing season. This peculiarity is especially marked in the Alpine
+hares of Switzerland. In <span class="smcap">Young People</span> No. 13, in the paper entitled
+"Hares, Wild and Tame," is a full description of the summer and winter
+costume of these little animals.</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<p><span class="smcap">Willie H.&nbsp;S.</span>&mdash;The army-worm varies considerably in its size and markings
+according to the locality in which it is found, but its general
+characteristics are sufficiently marked to distinguish it. Its length
+varies from one to one and three-quarter inches. Its color is gray,
+sometimes so dark as to appear nearly black. It usually has narrow
+yellow stripes along its back and sides, and a few short straggling
+hairs on its body. The moth of this destructive caterpillar is called
+<i>Leucania unipuncta</i>. It is a small rusty grayish-brown fellow, its
+wings peppered with black dots. It is a member of the extensive family
+of owlet moths, and may be seen fluttering about the lamps and gas jets
+any summer evening.</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<p><span class="smcap">Pauline M.</span>&mdash;If you send eighty-one cents, accompanied by your full
+address, to the publishers, the numbers of <span class="smcap">Young People</span> you require will
+be forwarded to you.</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<p><span class="smcap">Willie F.</span>&mdash;Directions for the construction of an ice-boat will be given
+in an early number of <span class="smcap">Young People</span>.</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<p>"<span class="smcap">Pigeon</span>."&mdash;The wisest thing you can do is to save your pennies until you
+can buy a pair of the pets you wish, and give up all idea of snaring
+wild ones.</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<p>Favors are acknowledged from A.&nbsp;S. Barrett, George H. Hitchcock, Blanche
+M., Nellie B., Carrie M. Keyes, Bertha C., L. Blanche P., A.&nbsp;W. Graham,
+George L. Osgood, Flora Liddy, C.&nbsp;F.&nbsp;M., Joseph Taylor, Daisy G., Susie
+Mulholland.</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<p>Correct answers to puzzles are received from H.&nbsp;A. Bent, "Nellie Bly,"
+Daisy Violet M., Clyde A. Heller, Eddie A. Leet, K.&nbsp;T.&nbsp;W., Wroton Kenny,
+"Chiquot," C.&nbsp;T. Young, Edith Bidwell, Isabel and H. Jacobs, George
+Volckhausen.</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<h3>PUZZLES FROM YOUNG CONTRIBUTORS.</h3>
+
+<h3>No. 1.</h3>
+
+<h3>WORD SQUARES.</h3>
+
+<p>1. First, a city in Italy. Second, a river in Germany. Third, a river in
+the northern part of New England. Fourth, a river in France.</p>
+
+<p>2. First, a small vessel. Second, to detest. Third, pursuit. Fourth,
+multitudes. Fifth, a curl.</p>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Winifred</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<h3>No. 2.</h3>
+
+<h3>UNITED DIAMONDS.</h3>
+
+<p>1. In Kentucky. A character in mythology. A time of repose. A pronoun.
+In Montana.</p>
+
+<p>2. In Alaska. A pronoun. A shelter. Eccentric. In Vermont. Centrals of
+diamonds read across give the name of a poisonous plant.</p>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Clarence</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<h3>No. 3.</h3>
+
+<h3>DOUBLE ENIGMA.</h3>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Our firsts in cow, but not in kitten.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Our seconds in coat, but not in mitten.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Our thirds in sword, but not in knife.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Our fourths in horn, but not in fife.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Our fifths in wire, but not in thread.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Our sixths in ran, but not in sped.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Our sevenths in gallant, not in brave.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Our eighths in tunnel, not in cave.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Our ninths in oil, but not in water.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Our tenths in son, but not in daughter.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 24em;">And if you join these letters well,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 24em;">You'll find two warriors' names they spell.</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Sadie</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<h3>No. 4.</h3>
+
+<h3>GEOGRAPHICAL DROP-LETTER PUZZLES.</h3>
+
+<p>1. A__a, a city in Burmah. O__f__h, a city in Turkey. J__d__a__, a city
+in Arabia. R__a__, a city in Arabia. __e__i__, a city in China.
+__u__a__, a city in Hindostan. O__s__, a city in the Russian Empire.</p>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Grace</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<p>2. E__e__e__, a city in England. A__a__a__a, one of the United States.
+__a__a__a, a river in South America. __a__a__a__, a city in South
+America. __a__a__a, an isthmus.</p>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Bolus</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<h3>ANSWERS TO PUZZLES IN NO. 45.</h3>
+
+<h3>No. 1.</h3>
+
+<p class="center">William the Conqueror.</p>
+
+<h3>No. 2.</h3>
+
+<div class='center'>
+<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="10%" summary="">
+<tr><td align='left'></td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'>O</td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'></td><td align='left'>I</td><td align='left'>C</td><td align='left'>E</td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>O</td><td align='left'>C</td><td align='left'>E</td><td align='left'>A</td><td align='left'>N</td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'></td><td align='left'>E</td><td align='left'>A</td><td align='left'>T</td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'></td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'>N</td></tr>
+</table></div>
+
+<div class='center'>
+<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="10%" summary="">
+<tr><td align='left'></td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'>S</td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'></td><td align='left'>O</td><td align='left'>W</td><td align='left'>L</td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>S</td><td align='left'>W</td><td align='left'>E</td><td align='left'>E</td><td align='left'>T</td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'></td><td align='left'>L</td><td align='left'>E</td><td align='left'>T</td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'></td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'>T</td></tr>
+</table></div>
+
+<h3>No. 3.</h3>
+
+<div class='center'>
+<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="10%" summary="">
+<tr><td align='left'>C</td><td align='left'>R</td><td align='left'>A</td><td align='left'>V</td><td align='left'>E</td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>R</td><td align='left'>E</td><td align='left'>D</td><td align='left'>A</td><td align='left'>N</td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>A</td><td align='left'>D</td><td align='left'>A</td><td align='left'>P</td><td align='left'>T</td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>V</td><td align='left'>A</td><td align='left'>P</td><td align='left'>O</td><td align='left'>R</td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>E</td><td align='left'>N</td><td align='left'>T</td><td align='left'>R</td><td align='left'>Y</td></tr>
+</table></div>
+
+<p><br /></p>
+
+<div class='center'>
+<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="10%" summary="">
+<tr><td align='left'>R</td><td align='left'>I</td><td align='left'>N</td><td align='left'>K</td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>I</td><td align='left'>D</td><td align='left'>E</td><td align='left'>A</td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>N</td><td align='left'>E</td><td align='left'>A</td><td align='left'>T</td></tr>
+<tr><td align='left'>K</td><td align='left'>A</td><td align='left'>T</td><td align='left'>E</td></tr>
+</table></div>
+
+<h3>No. 4.</h3>
+
+<p class="center">Pilgrim's Progress.</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="">
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+<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>Fine French Chromo Cards.</h2>
+
+<p class="center">About 200 Designs. From 15 cts. to 50 cts. per Set.</p>
+
+<h3>EDWARD STERN &amp; CO., Philadelphia.</h3>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2>The Child's Book of Nature.</h2>
+
+<hr style='width: 25%;' />
+
+<p>The Child's Book of Nature, for the Use of Families and Schools:
+intended to aid Mothers and Teachers in Training Children in the
+Observation of Nature. In Three Parts. Part I. Plants. Part II. Animals.
+Part III. Air, Water, Heat, Light, &amp;c. By <span class="smcap">Worthington Hooker</span>, M.D.
+Illustrated. The Three Parts complete in One Volume, Small 4to, Half
+Leather, $1.12; or, separately, in Cloth, Part I., 45 cents; Part II.,
+48 cents; Part III., 48 cents.</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 25%;' />
+
+<p>A beautiful and useful work. It presents a general survey of the kingdom
+of nature in a manner adapted to attract the attention of the child, and
+at the same time to furnish him with accurate and important scientific
+information. While the work is well suited as a class-book for schools,
+its fresh and simple style cannot fail to render it a great favorite for
+family reading.</p>
+
+<p>The Three Parts of this book can be had in separate volumes by those who
+desire it. This will be advisable when the book is to be used in
+teaching quite young children, especially in schools.</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 25%;' />
+
+<h3>Published by HARPER &amp; BROTHERS, New York.</h3>
+
+<h4>&#9758; <i>Sent by mail, postage prepaid, to any part of the
+United States, on receipt of the price.</i></h4>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2>COLUMBIA BICYCLE.</h2>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 96px;">
+<img src="images/ill_011.jpg" width="96" height="200" alt="" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<p>No boy can be thoroughly happy who is not the owner of a bicycle. The
+art of riding is easily acquired, and, once learned, is never forgotten.
+A horse cannot compare with the bicycle for speed and endurance. The
+sport is very fascinating, and the exercise is recommended by physicians
+as a great promoter of health. Send 3-cent stamp for 24-page Illustrated
+Catalogue, with price-lists and full information.</p>
+
+<h3>The POPE MFG. CO.,</h3>
+
+<h4>79 Summer Street, 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 <span class="smcap">W. Harvey</span>.</p>
+
+<h3>The Children's Picture-Book of Quadrupeds and other Mammalia.</h3>
+
+<p class="center">With Sixty-one Illustrations by <span class="smcap">W. Harvey</span>.</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 25%;' />
+
+<h3>Published by HARPER &amp; BROTHERS, New York.</h3>
+
+<h4>&#9758; <i>Sent by mail, postage prepaid, to any part of the
+United States, on receipt of the price.</i></h4>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2>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>It contains some of the most beautiful thoughts for children that ever
+found vent in poesy, and beautiful "pictures to match."&mdash;<i>Chicago
+Evening Journal.</i></p>
+
+<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>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> <span class="smcap">will send the above work by mail,
+postage prepaid, to any part of the United States, on receipt of the
+price</span>.</h4>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_712" id="Page_712">[Pg 712]</a></span></p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="HOW_TO_CUT_A_FIVE-POINTED_STAR" id="HOW_TO_CUT_A_FIVE-POINTED_STAR"></a>HOW TO CUT A FIVE-POINTED STAR</h2>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/ill_012.jpg" width="400" height="210" alt="Fig. 1." title="" />
+<span class="caption">Fig. 1.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figleft" style="width: 200px;">
+<img src="images/ill_013.jpg" width="200" height="222" alt="Fig. 2." title="" />
+<span class="caption">Fig. 2.</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figright" style="width: 200px;">
+<img src="images/ill_014.jpg" width="200" height="197" alt="Fig. 3." title="" />
+<span class="caption">Fig. 3.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>Take a sheet of paper cut square, and fold it as shown by Fig. 1. Make
+three divisions at one end with a pencil; fold the paper so that the
+corner lettered <i>b</i> will be at <i>a</i>, as shown in Fig. 2. Then turn the
+corner lettered C so that it will be at D, as shown in Fig. 3. Then fold
+the paper so that the corner lettered B and the corner lettered <i>a</i> will
+be together, and the edges perfectly even, as shown in Fig. 4. Now
+divide the space between <i>e</i> and <i>f</i> into three parts, and with one
+straight cut with the scissors from the division lettered <i>g</i> to the
+corner lettered B and <i>a</i>, of Fig. 4, you have Betsey Griscom's
+five-pointed star.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;">
+<img src="images/ill_015.jpg" width="200" height="230" alt="Fig. 4." title="" />
+<span class="caption">Fig. 4.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">George M. Finckel</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<p>The following contributors have also sent in specimens of the
+five-pointed star so folded as to be cut with one straight clip of the
+scissors: Emma Schaffer, Samuel H. Lane, W.&nbsp;A.&nbsp;S., Sidney Abenheim,
+Clyde A. Heller, Pauline Mackay.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="OBLIGED_TO_REFUSE" id="OBLIGED_TO_REFUSE"></a>OBLIGED TO REFUSE.</h2>
+
+<h3>BY MADGE ELLIOT.</h3>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 26em;">An agile Gibbon, swinging from</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 27em;">The top branch of a tree,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 26em;">Her brown-faced baby in her arms,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 27em;">A humming-bird did see</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 26em;">(Upon a lower bough he sat)</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 27em;">Of Puff-leg family.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 26em;">"Oh dear!" she cried, "I wish you'd give</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 27em;">One of your puffs to me;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 26em;">I hear that they are always used</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 27em;">In white society.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 26em;">And though I have no powder, yet</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 27em;">A pleasure it would be</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 26em;">To dab my face and arms with it,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 27em;">Like dames of high degree.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 26em;">And then I'm sure my darling pet</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 27em;">Would greatly like it too;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 26em;">She is the <i>loveliest</i> of babes&mdash;"</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 27em;">"That, ma'am, is very true,"</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 26em;">The humming-bird made haste to say;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 27em;">"She much resembles you.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 26em;">But that small gift you ask is not</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 27em;">Like stocking nor like shoe:</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 26em;">It won't come off, for it, my friend,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 27em;">Grew with me as I grew.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 26em;">And so I fear I must refuse</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 27em;">The puff you sweetly beg.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 26em;">Could I spare <i>it</i>? Why, really, now,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 27em;">I <i>couldn't</i> spare my leg."</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 45%;' />
+
+<p><b>An Odd Combination.</b>&mdash;The year 1881 will be a mathematical curiosity.
+From left to right and from right to left it reads the same; 18 divided
+by 2 gives 9 as a quotient; 81 divided by 9 gives 9; if divided by 9,
+the quotient contains a 9; if multiplied by 9, the product contains two
+9's; 1 and 8 are 9; 8 and 1 are 9. If the 18 be placed under the 81 and
+added, the sum is 99. If the figures be added thus, 1, 8, 8, 1, it will
+give 18. Reading from left to right it is 18, and reading from right to
+left it is 18, and 18 is two-ninths of 81. By adding, dividing, and
+multiplying, nineteen 9's are produced, being one 9 for each year
+required to complete the century.</p>
+
+<hr style='width: 65%;' />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 700px;">
+<img src="images/ill_016.jpg" width="700" height="411" alt="HOME RETURNING." title="" />
+<span class="caption">HOME RETURNING.</span>
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+<pre>
+
+
+
+
+
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+Project Gutenberg's Harper's Young People, September 28, 1880, by Various
+
+This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with
+almost no restrictions whatsoever.  You may copy it, give it away or
+re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included
+with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org
+
+
+Title: Harper's Young People, September 28, 1880
+       An Illustrated Weekly
+
+Author: Various
+
+Release Date: June 18, 2009 [EBook #29154]
+
+Language: English
+
+Character set encoding: ASCII
+
+*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, SEP 28, 1880 ***
+
+
+
+
+Produced by Annie McGuire
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: HARPER'S
+
+YOUNG PEOPLE
+
+AN ILLUSTRATED WEEKLY.]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+VOL. I.--NO. 48. PUBLISHED BY HARPER & BROTHERS, NEW YORK. PRICE FOUR
+CENTS.
+
+Tuesday, September 28, 1880. Copyright, 1880, by HARPER & BROTHERS.
+$1.50 per Year, in Advance.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: A CHILDREN'S PARADISE.-[SEE NEXT PAGE.]]
+
+A CHILDREN'S PARADISE.
+
+
+In one corner of the Bois de Boulogne is a pretty zoological garden
+known as the Jardin d'Acclimatation. The Bois de Boulogne is the
+pleasure-ground of Paris, and is one of the most beautiful parks in the
+world. It comprises about twenty-five hundred acres of majestic forests
+and open grassy meadows, through which flow picturesque streams,
+tumbling over rocky cliffs in glistening cascades, or spreading out into
+broad tranquil lakes, upon which float numbers of gay pleasure-boats
+filled on sunny summer afternoons with crowds of happy children.
+
+But the place where the children are happiest is the Jardin
+d'Acclimatation. There are no savage beasts here to frighten the little
+ones with their roaring and growling. The lions and tigers and hyenas
+are miles away, safe in their strong cages in the Jardin des Plantes, on
+the other side of the big city of Paris; and in this charming spot are
+gathered only those members of the great animal kingdom which in one way
+or another are useful to man.
+
+The Jardin d'Acclimatation has been in existence about twenty-five
+years. In 1854 a society was formed in Paris for the purpose of bringing
+to France, from all parts of the world, beasts, birds, fishes, and other
+living things, which in their native countries were in any way
+serviceable, and to make every effort to accustom them to the climate
+and soil of France. The city of Paris ceded to the society a space of
+about forty acres in a quiet corner of the great park, and the
+preparation of the ground for the reception of its strange inhabitants
+was begun at once. The ponds were dug out and enlarged, the meadows were
+sodded with fresh, rich grass, spacious stalls were built, and a big
+kennel for dogs, aviaries for birds, aquaria for fish, and a silk-worm
+nursery, were all made ready. A large greenhouse was also erected for
+the cultivation of foreign plants. Here the animals were not brought
+simply to be kept on exhibition, but they were made as comfortable and
+as much at home as possible.
+
+On pleasant afternoons troops of children with their mammas or nurses
+crowd the walks and avenues of the Jardin d'Acclimatation. Here, in a
+comfortable airy kennel, are dogs from all parts of the world, some of
+them great noble fellows, who allow the little folks to fondle and
+stroke them. On a miniature mountain of artificial rock-work troops of
+goats and mouflons--a species of mountain sheep--clamber about, as much
+at home as if in their far-away native mountains. Under a group of
+fir-trees a lot of reindeer are taking an afternoon nap, lost in dreams
+of their home in the distant North. Grazing peacefully on the broad
+meadows are antelopes, gazelles, and all kinds of deer; and yaks from
+Tartary, llamas from the great South American plains, Thibet oxen, and
+cattle of all kinds are browsing in their particular feeding grounds.
+
+In a pretty sunny corner is a neat little chalet inclosed in a yard
+filled with fresh herbage. A cozy little home indeed, and there, peering
+inquisitively through the open door, is one of the owners of this
+mansion--a funny kangaroo, standing as firmly on its haunches as if it
+scorned the idea of being classed among the quadrupeds.
+
+What is whinnying and galloping about on that meadow? A whole crowd of
+ponies! Ponies from Siam, from Java, shaggy little Shetlands, quaggas
+and dauws from Africa, all feeding and frolicking together, and there,
+in the door of his stall, stands a sulky little zebra. He is a very
+bad-tempered little animal, and evidently something has gone wrong, and
+he "won't play." In a neighboring paddock is a gnu, the curious horned
+horse of South Africa. The children are uncertain whether to call it a
+horse, a buffalo, or a deer, and the creature itself appears a little
+doubtful as to which character it can rightfully assume.
+
+One of the few animals kept in cages is the guepard, or hunting leopard.
+The guepard, a graceful, spotted creature, is very useful to hunters in
+India. It is not a savage animal, and when taken young is very easily
+trained to work for its master. It is led hooded to the chase, and only
+when the game is near is the hood removed. The guepard then springs upon
+the prey, and holds it fast until the hunter comes to dispatch it. The
+guepard in the Jardin d'Acclimatation is very affectionate toward its
+keeper, and purrs like a big cat when he strokes its silky head, but it
+is safer for children to keep their little hands away from it.
+
+In pens provided with little ponds are intelligent seals and families of
+otters, with their elegant fur coats always clean and in order; and down
+by the shore of the stream and the large lake a loud chattering is made
+by the numerous web-footed creatures and long-legged waders. Here are
+ducks from Barbary and the American tropics, wild-geese from every
+clime, and swimming gracefully and silently in the clear water are
+swans--black, gray, and white--that glide up to the summer-houses on the
+bank, and eat bread and cake from the children's hands.
+
+Among the tall water-grasses at one end of the lake is a group of
+pelicans, motionless, their long bills resting on their breasts. They
+look very gloomy, as if refusing to be comforted for the loss of their
+native fishing grounds in the wild African swamps.
+
+Promenading in a spacious park are whole troops of ostriches, their
+small heads lifted high in the air, and their beautiful feathers blowing
+gracefully in the wind. Be careful, or they will dart their long necks
+through the paling and steal all your luncheon, or perhaps even the
+pretty locket from your chain, for anything from a piece of plum-cake to
+a cobble-stone is food for this voracious bird. A poor soldier, whose
+sole possession was the cross of honor which he wore on the breast of
+his coat, was once watching the ostriches in the Jardin d'Acclimatation,
+when a bird suddenly darted at him, seized his cross in its beak, and
+swallowed it. The soldier went to the superintendent of the garden and
+entered a bitter complaint; but the feathered thief was not arrested,
+and the soldier never recovered his treasure.
+
+What a rush and crowd of children on the avenue! No wonder, for there is
+a pretty barouche, to which is harnessed a large ostrich, which marches
+up and down, drawing its load as easily as if it were a span of goats or
+a Shetland pony, instead of a bird.
+
+There are so many beautiful birds in the aviaries, so many odd fowls in
+the poultry-house, and strange fish in the aquaria, that it is
+impossible to see them all in one day, and the best thing to do now is
+to rest on a seat in the cool shade of the vast conservatory, among
+strange and beautiful plants from all parts of the world. And on every
+holiday the happy children say, "We will go to the Jardin
+d'Acclimatation, where there is so much to enjoy, and so much to learn."
+
+
+
+
+FRANK'S WAR WITH THE 'COONS.
+
+BY GEORGE J. VARNEY.
+
+
+Last month I spent several weeks at a farm within sight of the White
+Mountains. One morning the boy Frank came in with a basket of sweet-corn
+on his arm, and a bad scowl on his countenance.
+
+"What is the matter, Frank?" inquired his mother, coming from the
+pantry.
+
+Indignation was personified in him, as he answered, "Them pigs has been
+in my corn."
+
+"I hadn't heard that the pigs had been out. Did they do much harm?"
+
+"Yes, they spoiled a peck of corn, sure; broke the ears half off, and
+some all off. Rubbed 'em all in the dirt, and only ate half the corn.
+Left 'most all one side. They didn't know enough to pull the husks clear
+off."
+
+Just then the hired man came in, and Frank repeated his complaint of the
+pigs.
+
+"They hain't been out of their yard for a week, I know. I heard some
+'coons yellin' over in the woods back of the orchard last night. I guess
+them's the critters that's been in your corn piece."
+
+"S'pose they'll come again to-night?" inquired the boy, every trace of
+displeasure vanishing.
+
+"Likely 's not. They 'most always do when they get a good bite, and
+don't get scared."
+
+"I'll fix 'em to-night," said the boy, with a broad smile at the
+anticipated sport.
+
+Twilight found Frank sitting patiently on a large pumpkin in the edge of
+his corn piece, gun in hand, watching for the 'coons. An hour later his
+patience was gone, and the 'coons hadn't come--at least he had no notice
+of their coming. As he started from his rolling seat a slight sound in
+the midst of the corn put him on the alert. He walked softly along
+beside the outer row, stopping frequently to listen, until he could
+distinctly hear the rustling of the corn leaves, and even the sound of
+gnawing corn from the cob. His heart beat fast with excitement as he
+became assured of the presence of a family of raccoons, and he held his
+gun ready to pop over the first one that showed itself. There were
+slight sounds of rustling and gnawing in several places, but they all
+ceased, one after another, as Frank came near. He listened, but there
+was nothing to be heard. Then he went to the other side of the piece to
+cut off their retreat from the woods. He came cautiously up between the
+corn rows to the midst of the piece, but no 'coon was there.
+
+"Pity they will eat their suppers in the dark," muttered Frank, to
+relieve his vexation at the disappointment.
+
+He returned slowly to the house, and went up to his room, where he sat
+down and read awhile. After an hour or more he became too sleepy to
+read; so he laid aside his book, put out the light, and popped into bed.
+Just as he was falling asleep he heard several cries over in the woods.
+They were half whistle, half scream--a sort of squeal. He sprang up in
+bed to listen. The cries ceased, and for several minutes all was
+silence. Then there arose a succession of screams, much nearer, and in a
+different voice. It was interrupted and broken. It seemed something
+between the squeal of a pig and the cry of a child.
+
+Frank said to his father the next morning that "it sounded as if it was
+a young one, and the mother was cuffing it and driving it back. At any
+rate, the last of the cries sounded as if the little 'coon had turned,
+and was going away."
+
+"Very likely," said his father; "the little 'coon was probably hungry
+for the rest of his supper, and was going back to the corn sooner than
+the old 'coon thought was prudent."
+
+Frank heard no more of the 'coons, and soon went to sleep, but in the
+morning he found that more corn had been spoiled than in the first
+night. The 'coons had only run off to come back again, and begin their
+depredations in a new place. He therefore came to the conclusion that he
+must watch all night, and every night, if at all.
+
+The hired man told how some boys where he worked once caught a 'coon by
+setting a trap at the hole in a board fence near the corn piece. There
+was a wall beside the woods not far from Frank's corn, and there were a
+plenty of holes in it, but which particular hole the 'coons came through
+nobody could tell.
+
+[Illustration: "FOR A FEW SECONDS THERE WAS A LIVELY BATTLE."]
+
+"I'll find out," said Frank. He went to a sand-bank with the
+wheelbarrow, and shovelled in a load of sand. This he spread at the
+bottom of every large hole, and on the rocks at every low place in the
+wall. In the morning he walked along there, and the foot-prints in the
+sand showed where the path of the 'coons crossed the wall. There he set
+his steel-trap, and another which he borrowed of a neighbor. In the
+morning he went over to see what had happened. One trap was sprung, and
+held a few hairs; the other trap had disappeared. It didn't go off
+alone, Frank thought; but it had a long stick fastened to its chain that
+would be sure to catch in the bushes before it went far. He sprang over
+the wall, and peeped round among the knolls and bushes. Suddenly, as he
+went around a clump of little spruces, a chain rattled, and a
+brownish-gray creature, "'most as big as a bear," as Frank afterward
+said, sprang at him, with a sharp, snarling growl, and mouth wide open.
+The sight was too much for Frank's nerves, and set them in such a tremor
+that he ran away. When he came in sight of his corn he began to grow
+angry, and his courage came up again. He now got him a larger stick than
+he had first carried, and set out for the animal again. He had
+considered that, after all, it could be only a 'coon, though bears had
+been heard of in the corn fields further north. Frank and the corn-eater
+now met again face to face, and for a few seconds there was a lively
+battle, in which mingled the snarling of the 'coon, the rattling of the
+chain, and the blows of the stick. At length the 'coon lay still, and
+Frank stood guard over him with a broken stick. The next day he ate a
+slice of roast 'coon for dinner with great relish.
+
+The traps were set again for the next night, but never a 'coon was in
+them in the morning. The cunning fellows evidently considered the place
+too dangerous, and chose another entrance. Anyway, the corn was still
+going away fast. Frank feared that he wouldn't have enough to fill his
+contract with the canning factory unless the family in the house, or the
+other family in the woods, left off eating. Something must be done. At
+length Frank bought a dog. He made a nice kennel for him in the middle
+of the corn field, and tied him there at night. Just after Frank had
+fallen into a sound sleep the dog woke him up with his barking. Frank
+went out, but could find nothing. The dog woke him twice more that
+night, but he didn't trouble himself to leave his bed again. In the
+morning he found that the 'coons had destroyed as much corn as before,
+but it was all about the edges. The next night they ventured a little
+nearer the kennel. The following night the dog was left in the kennel
+loose. Probably when the 'coons came he made a charge upon them, and
+they turned upon him and drove him away, for he was only a little young
+one. He took refuge in the wood-house, where he barked furiously for an
+hour or more, and then in occasional brief spells all the
+night--whenever he woke enough to remember the 'coons. After this Frank
+gave up the defense of the corn, but began to gather it nightly as fast
+as the ears were sufficiently full. At length he cut the corn and took
+it into the barn, excepting a single bunch. About this bunch he sunk
+traps in the ground, and threw hay-seed over them, and placed nice ears
+of sweet-corn beside them. The next morning he had another 'coon. The
+other trap was sprung also, but it held nothing but a little tuft of
+long gray fur. That sly fellow had again sat down on the trencher. From
+this time the 'coons troubled Frank's corn no more, having found other
+fields where there was more corn and fewer traps. Frank's final conflict
+with the 'coons was late in the autumn, when the leaves were nearly gone
+from the trees, and the ripe beech-nuts were beginning to drop. He had
+fired all his ammunition away at gray squirrels the day before, except a
+little powder; but a meeting of crows in the adjoining woods incited his
+sporting proclivities, and he loaded his gun, putting in peas for shot,
+and started for the locality of the noisy birds. They cawed a little
+louder when they discovered the intruder, then began in a straggling
+manner to fly away. So when Frank arrived at the scene of the meeting it
+had adjourned. Looking about in the trees to see if by chance a single
+crow might still be lingering, a slight movement in a tall maple met his
+eye.
+
+"Biggest gray squirrel ever I saw," muttered the boy, raising his gun.
+The position was not a good one for a shot, as the head, which had been
+thrust out over a large branch close to the trunk was now withdrawn, so
+that only the end of the nose was visible. Close beside this branch was
+another, and between the two a large surface of gray fur was exposed.
+
+"I'll send him some peas for dinner," thought Frank, and fired. He heard
+the peas rattle against the hard bark of the tree, but no gray squirrel
+came down or went up that he could see. When the smoke cleared away, a
+black nose was thrust out over the branch, and two keen eyes were
+visible, peering down at the sportsman, as much as to say, "I like peas
+for dinner, little boy, but don't take 'em that way."
+
+"That's no squirrel," thought Frank. "I believe it's a 'coon--sure as a
+gun. And I haven't got a thing to shoot him with."
+
+He thought of putting his knife into his gun for a bullet, but it proved
+too large. Then he looked for some coarse gravel, but did not find any.
+Feeling in all his pockets, his fingers clutched a board nail.
+
+"Ah, that's the thing! We'll see, Mr. 'Coon, if you care any more for
+board nails than you do for peas."
+
+Loading his gun again, he dropped in the nail instead of a knife for a
+bullet. He took careful aim again at the spot of fur between the
+branches, and fired. The 'coon was more than surprised this time, and he
+certainly forgot to look before he leaped, or he never would have sprung
+right out ten feet from the tree, with nothing between him and the
+ground, thirty or forty feet below. He struck all rounded up in a bunch,
+like a big ball, bouncing up two or three feet from the ground. Frank
+started toward the animal, thinking, "Well, that fall's knocked the life
+out of him."
+
+He never was more mistaken. When he stepped toward him, the 'coon got
+upon his feet at once, and offered battle. Frank now used his gun in
+another manner, seizing it by the barrel, and turning it into a war
+club. There ensued some lively dodging on the part of the 'coon; but at
+length he was hit slightly, when he turned and ran for the nearest tree.
+This happened to be a beech, in whose hard, smooth bark his claws would
+not hold. He slipped down, and as Frank came up, turned and made a dash
+for the boy's legs. Frank met him with a blow of the gun on the head, at
+which the 'coon dropped down, apparently lifeless. Another such blow
+would have finished him; but Frank was unwilling to give it, for the
+last one had cracked his gun-stock. So he shouldered the gun, took the
+'coon up by the hinder legs, and started for home. Before he got there
+the 'coon had come to his senses again, and made Frank pretty lively
+work to keep his own legs safe. As soon as he could find a good stake
+Frank dropped his dangerous burden, and before the 'coon could run away,
+he was stunned by a blow of the stake.
+
+With this victory the war between Frank and the 'coons ended for the
+season. He had been obliged to buy some corn of a neighbor in order to
+fill his contract with the canning factory; but the 'coon-skins sold for
+enough to make up the money.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: "COME ON!"]
+
+
+
+
+[Begun in No. 46 of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, September 14.]
+
+WHO WAS PAUL GRAYSON?
+
+BY JOHN HABBERTON,
+
+AUTHOR OF "HELEN'S BABIES."
+
+
+CHAPTER III.
+
+MUSIC AND MANNERS.
+
+The boys at Mr. Morton's select school were not the only people in
+Laketon who were curious about Paul Grayson. Although the men and women
+had daily duties like those of men and women elsewhere, they found a
+great deal of time in which to think and talk about other people and
+their affairs. So all the boys who attended the school were interrogated
+so often about their new comrade, that they finally came to consider
+themselves as being in some way a part of the mystery.
+
+Mr. Morton, who had opened his school only several weeks before the
+appearance of Grayson, was himself unknown at Laketon until that spring,
+when, after an unsuccessful attempt to be made principal of the grammar
+school, he had hired the upper floor of what once had been a store
+building, and opened a school on his own account. He had introduced
+himself by letters that the school trustees, and Mr. Merivale, pastor of
+one of the village churches, considered very good; but now that
+Grayson's appearance was explained only by the teacher's statement that
+the boy was son of an old school friend who now was a widower, some of
+the trustees wished they were able to remember the names and addresses
+appended to the letters that the new teacher had presented. Sam
+Wardwell's father having learned from Mr. Morton where last he had
+taught, went so far as to write to the wholesale merchants with whom he
+dealt, in New York, for the name of some customer in Mr. Morton's former
+town; but even by making the most of this roundabout method of inquiry
+he only learned that the teacher had been highly respected, although
+nothing was known of his antecedents.
+
+With one of the town theories on the subject of Mr. Morton and Paul
+Grayson the boys entirely disagreed: this was that the teacher and the
+boy were father and son.
+
+"I don't think grown people are so very smart, after all," said Sam
+Wardwell, one day, as the boys who were not playing lounged in the shade
+of the school building and chatted. "They talk about Grayson being Mr.
+Morton's son. Why, who ever saw Grayson look a bit afraid of the
+teacher?"
+
+"Nobody," replied Ned Johnston, and no one contradicted him, although
+Bert Sharp suggested that there were other boys in the world who were
+not afraid of their fathers--himself, for instance.
+
+"Then you ought to be," said Benny Mallow. Benny looked off at nothing
+in particular for a moment, and then continued, "I wish I had a father
+to be afraid of."
+
+There was a short silence after this, for as no other boy in the group
+had lost a father, no one knew exactly what to say; besides, a big tear
+began to trickle down Benny's face, and all the boys saw it, although
+Benny dropped his head as much as possible. Finally, however, Ned
+Johnston stealthily patted Benny on the back, and then Sam Wardwell,
+taking a fine winter apple from his pocket, broke it in two, and
+extended half of it, with the remark, "Halves, Benny."
+
+Benny said, "Thank you," and seemed to take a great deal of comfort out
+of that piece of apple, while the other boys, who knew how fond Sam was
+of all things good to eat, were so impressed by his generosity that none
+of them asked for the core of the half that Sam was stowing away for
+himself. Indeed, Ned Johnston was so affected that he at once agreed to
+a barter--often proposed by Sam and as often declined--of his Centennial
+medal for a rather old bass-line with a choice sinker.
+
+Before the same hour of the next day, however, nearly every boy who
+attended Mr. Morton's school was wicked enough to wish to be in just
+exactly Benny Mallow's position, so far as fathers were concerned. This
+sudden change of feeling was not caused by anything that Laketon fathers
+had done, but through fear of what they might do. As no two boys agreed
+upon a statement of just how this difference of sentiment occurred, the
+author is obliged to tell the story in his own words.
+
+Usually the boys hurried away from the neighborhood of the school as
+soon as possible after dismissal in the afternoon, but during the last
+recess of the day on which the above-recorded conversation occurred Will
+Palmer and Charley Gunter completed a series of a hundred games of
+marbles, and had the strange fortune to end exactly even. The match had
+already attracted a great deal of attention in the school--so much so
+that boys who took sides without thinking had foolishly made a great
+many bets on the result, and a deputation of these informed the players
+that it would be only the fair thing to play the deciding game that
+afternoon after school, so that boys who had bet part or all of their
+property might know how they stood. Will and Charley expressed no
+objection; indeed, each was so anxious to prove himself the best player
+that in his anxiety he made many blunders during the afternoon
+recitations.
+
+As soon as the school was dismissed, the boys hurried into the yard,
+while Grayson, who had lately seen as much of marble-playing as he cared
+to, strolled off for a walk. The marble ring was quickly scratched on
+the ground, and the players began work. But the boys did not take as
+much interest in the game as they had expected to, for a rival
+attraction had unexpectedly appeared on the ground since recess: two
+rival attractions, more properly speaking, or perhaps three, for in a
+shady corner sat an organ-grinder, on the ground in front of him was an
+organ, and on top of this sat a monkey. Now to city boys more than ten
+years of age an organ-grinder is almost as uninteresting as a scolding;
+but Laketon was not a city, organ-grinders reached it seldom, and
+monkeys less often; so fully half the boys lounged up to within a few
+feet of the strangers, and devoured them with their eyes, while the man
+and the animal devoured some scraps of food that had been begged at a
+kitchen door.
+
+Nobody can deny that a monkey, even when soberly eating his dinner, is a
+very comical animal, and no boy ever lived, not excepting that good
+little boy Abel, who did not naturally wonder what a strange animal
+would do if some one disturbed him in some way. Which of Mr. Morton's
+pupils first felt this wonder about the organ-grinder's monkey was never
+known; the boys soon became too sick of the general subject to care to
+compare notes about this special phase of it; but the first one who
+ventured to experiment on the monkey was Bert Sharp, who made so
+skillful a "plumper" shot with a marble, from the level of his trousers
+pocket, that the marble struck the monkey fairly in the breast, and
+rattled down on the organ, while the monkey, who evidently had seen boys
+before, made a sudden jump to the head of his master, and then scrambled
+down the Italian's back, and hid himself so that he showed only as much
+of his head as was necessary to his effort to peer across the
+organ-grinder's shoulder.
+
+"Maledetta!" growled the Italian, as he looked inquiringly around him.
+As none of the boys had ever before heard this word, they did not know
+whether it was a question, a rebuke, or a threat; but they saw plainly
+enough that the man was angry, and although most of them stepped
+backward a pace or two, they all joined in the general laugh that a
+crowd of boys are almost sure to indulge in when they see any one in
+trouble, that any one of the same boys would be sorry about were he
+alone when he saw it.
+
+The organ-grinder began munching his food very rapidly, as if in haste
+to finish his meal, yet he did not forget to pass morsels across his
+shoulder to his funny little companion, and the manner in which the
+monkey put up a paw to take the food amused the boys greatly. Benny
+Mallow thought that monkey was simply delightful, but he could not help
+wondering what the animal would do if a marble were to strike his paw as
+he put it up. Animals' paws are soft at bottom, reasoned Benny to
+himself, and marbles shot through the air can not hurt much if any; the
+result of this short argument was that Benny tried a "plumper" shot
+himself; but the marble, instead of striking the monkey's paw, went
+straight into the mouth of the organ-grinder, who was just about to take
+a mouthful of bread.
+
+Up sprang the Italian, with an expression of countenance so perfectly
+dreadful that Benny Mallow dreamed of it, for a month after, whenever he
+ate too much supper. All the boys ran, and the Italian pursued them with
+words so strange and numerous that the boys could not have repeated one
+of them had they tried. Every boy was half a block away before he
+thought to look around and see whether the footsteps behind him were
+those of the organ-grinder or of some frightened boy. Sam Wardwell
+stumbled and fell, at which Ned Johnston, who had been but a step or two
+behind, fell upon Sam, who instantly screamed, "Oh, don't, mister: I
+didn't do it--really I didn't."
+
+On hearing this all the other boys thought it safe to stop and look, and
+when they saw the Italian was not in the street at all, they felt so
+ashamed that there is no knowing what they would have done if they had
+not had Sam Wardwell to laugh at. As for Sam, he was so angry about the
+mistake he had made that he vowed vengeance against the Italian, and
+hurried back toward the yard. Will Palmer afterward said that he
+couldn't see how the Italian was to blame, and Ned Johnston said the
+very same thought had occurred to him; but somehow neither of the two
+happened to mention the matter, as they, with the other boys, followed
+Sam Wardwell to see what he would do. Looking through the cracks of the
+fence, the boys saw the Italian, with his organ and monkey on his back,
+coming down the yard; at the same time they saw nearly half a brick go
+up the yard, and barely miss the organ-grinder's head. The man said
+nothing; perhaps he had been in difficulties with boys before, and had
+learned that the best way to get out of them was to walk away as fast as
+possible; besides, there was no one in sight for him to talk to, for Sam
+had started to run the instant that the piece of brick left his hand.
+The man came out of the yard, looked around, saw the boys, turned in the
+opposite direction, and then turned up an alley that passed one side of
+the school-house.
+
+He could not have done worse; for no one lived on the alley, so any
+mischievous boy could tease him without fear of detection. He had gone
+but a few steps when Sam, who had hidden in a garden on the same alley,
+rose beside a fence, and threw a stick, which struck the organ. The man
+stopped, turned around, saw the whole crowd of boys slowly following,
+supposed some one of them was his assailant, threw the stick swiftly at
+the party, and then started to run. No one was hit, but the mere sight
+of a frightened man trying to escape seemed to rob the boys of every
+particle of humanity. Charley Gunter, who was very fond of pets, devoted
+himself to trying to hit the monkey with stones; Will Palmer, who had
+once helped nurse a friendless negro who had cut himself badly with an
+axe, actually shouted "Hurra!" when a stone thrown by himself struck one
+of the man's legs, and made him limp; Ned Johnston hurriedly broke a
+soft brick into small pieces, and threw them almost in a shower; and
+even Benny Mallow, who had always been a most tender-hearted little
+fellow, threw stones, sticks, and even an old bottle that he found among
+the rubbish that had been thrown into the alley.
+
+[Illustration: THE ATTACK ON THE ORGAN-GRINDER.]
+
+Suddenly a stone--there were so many in the air at a time that no one
+knew who threw that particular stone--struck the organ-grinder in the
+back of the head, and the poor fellow fell forward flat, with his organ
+on top of him, and remained perfectly motionless.
+
+"He's killed!" exclaimed some one, as the pursuers stopped. In an
+instant all the boys went over the fences on either side of the alley,
+but not until Paul Grayson, crossing the upper end of the alley, had
+seen them, and they had seen him.
+
+[TO BE CONTINUED.]
+
+
+
+
+FORDING A RIVER IN CENTRAL ASIA.
+
+BY DAVID KER.
+
+
+I have heard many complaints made of the impossibility of sleeping in a
+railway car, and have wondered much how those who made them would have
+fared if compelled to spend, not one night, but twelve or fourteen in
+succession, in crossing the roadless plains and hills of Central Asia in
+a Russian cart, whose whole progress is a series of jolts that might
+dislocate the spine of a megatherium, flinging one at every turn against
+the corner of a box, or the broad shoulders of the Tartar driver. The
+correct way of preparing for a journey in this primitive region is to
+half fill your cart with hay, lay your baggage upon it as a kind of
+pavement, and cover the whole with a straw mattress, upon which you
+recline, walled in with rolled-up wrappers to keep you from being
+absolutely battered to bits against the sides of the vehicle. You then
+provide yourself with a hatchet and a coil of rope, as an antidote to
+the inevitable coming off of a wheel two or three times a day during the
+whole journey, and thus fore-armed, you are, as the Russians
+significantly say, "ready to _chance it_."
+
+After a night of such travel as this, with all its attendant bumps,
+bruises, and overturns, among the hills on the frontier of Bokhara, my
+English comrade and I find ourselves nearing the once famous city of
+Samarcand, and getting forward much more easily now that the plain is
+fairly reached at last. But what we gain in comfort we lose in
+picturesqueness. For several miles our course lies through the wet, miry
+level of the rice fields, and we leave them only to emerge upon a wide
+waste of bare gravel, amid which the once formidable current of the
+"gold-giving Zer-Affshan" has shrunk to a single narrow channel, the
+only fine feature of the landscape being the dark purple ridge beyond,
+upon which, in June, 1868, was fought the battle that decided the fate
+of Bokhara.
+
+But commonplace as it looks, every foot of this region is historic
+ground. Here stood the centre of a mighty empire, drawing to itself all
+the pomp and splendor of the East, in days when marsh frogs were
+croaking upon the site of St. Petersburg, and Indians lighting their
+camp fires upon that of New York. The very earth seems still shaking
+with the march of ancient conquerors, and one would hardly wonder to see
+Alexander's Macedonians coming with measured tramp over the boundless
+level, or low-browed Attila, with the light of a grim gladness in his
+deep-set eyes, waving on five hundred thousand horsemen with the sweep
+of his enchanted sabre. But mingled with these memories comes the
+thought of one who surpassed them both--a little, swarthy, keen-eyed,
+limping man, known to history as Timour the Tartar, who crushed into one
+great whole all the jarring kingdoms of Asia, only that they might melt
+into chaos again the moment that mighty grasp was relaxed by death.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+"We must get out here, David Stepanovitch!"
+
+The shrill call sweeps away my visions, and I look up to find myself in
+front of a tiny hut--a mere speck in that wilderness of gravel--beside
+which three or four wild-looking figures are grouped around a huge
+_arba_ (native cart), conspicuous by its immense breadth of beam, and
+its gigantic wheels, seven good feet in diameter.
+
+Mourad hastily explains that to attempt fording the river in our little
+post-cart will be certain destruction to our baggage, and that we must
+shift to the arba, which, light, strong, and, thanks to its great
+breadth, almost impossible to overturn, seems made for this roadless
+region, as the camel is for the desert.
+
+The transfer is soon effected, but it takes some time to secure our
+packages against the tremendous shaking which awaits them, and our
+careful henchman goes over his work three times before he can persuade
+himself to let go. But the reckless Bokhariotes, who care little if we
+and all our belongings go to the bottom, provided they get their money,
+cut him short by leaping onto the front of the huge tray, and heading
+right down upon the river.
+
+We make five or six lesser crossings before coming to the real one, the
+Zer-Affshan, like Central Asian rivers generally, being given to wasting
+its strength in minor channels; but even these run with a force and
+swiftness that show us what we have to expect. At length, after a
+comparatively long interval of bare gravel, the two Bokhariotes suddenly
+plant themselves back to back, with their feet against the sides of the
+cart. The huge vehicle halts for a moment, as if to gather strength for
+its final leap, and then rushes into the stream.
+
+And now comes the tug of war. The wheels have barely made three turns in
+the water when the great mass trembles under a shock like the collision
+of a train, and to our bewildered eyes the river appears to be standing
+perfectly still, and we ourselves to be flying backward at full speed.
+
+Deeper and deeper grows the water, stronger and stronger presses the
+current. Already the little post-cart following in our wake is almost
+submerged, and the water is battering against the bottom of the arba,
+and splashing over our feet as we sit. More than once the horses stop
+short, and plant their feet firmly, to save themselves from being swept
+bodily away, and the roar of the chafing pebbles comes up to us like the
+tramp of a charging squadron.
+
+In the midst of the din and hurly-burly, the lashing water, and the
+blinding spray, a terrible thought suddenly occurs to me. "By Jove! all
+my sugar's in the bottom of my store chest. It'll be all melted, to a
+certainty."
+
+"Shouldn't wonder," remarks my friend, with that quiet fortitude
+wherewith men are wont to bear the misfortunes of other people.
+"However, you can get some more at Samarcand; and, after all, a trunk
+lined with sugar will be worth exhibiting at home--if you ever get
+there."
+
+For the next few minutes it is "touch and go" with us; but even among
+Asiatics nothing can be spun out forever. Little by little the water
+grows shallower, the ground firmer, the strain less and less violent,
+till at length we come out upon dry land once more, decant the contents
+of the arba back into the cart, reward our pilots, and are off again.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE TUG OF WAR
+
+
+This is an old English game, which has become a favorite athletic
+exercise in almost all countries, as a trial of strength and endurance.
+In England it used to be called "French and English," from the ancient
+rivalry that existed between the two nationalities. Our picture shows
+how the game is played. Care should be taken to have a stout rope, and
+the players should be divided so that each party may as nearly as
+possible be of equal strength. The party that pulls the other over a
+line marked on the ground between them is the winner in the game.
+Sometimes a string is tied on the rope, and when the game begins this
+string should be directly over the dividing line. It often happens that
+the parties are so evenly matched that neither can pull the string more
+than an inch or two over the line; and then it becomes a trial of
+endurance, and the question is which side can hold out the longer.
+
+Among the Burmese the "tug of war" is a part of the religious ceremonies
+held when there is a scarcity of rain. Instead of rope, long, slender
+canes are twisted together, and spokes are thrust through to give a firm
+hold. The sides are taken by men from different quarters of a town, or
+from different villages. Each side is marshalled by two drums and a
+harsh wind-instrument, which make a hideous noise. A few priests are
+generally seen squatting on the ground near by, chewing the betel-nut,
+and reading their laws, which are printed on slips of palm leaf. Every
+now and then they give a shout of encouragement. Each side tries to pull
+the other over the line, amid shouts and cries of the most vigorous
+description. It makes no difference which side wins the day, as victory
+to either party is supposed by the superstitious natives to bring the
+wished-for rain. Continued drought does not discourage them from
+repeating the ceremony time after time; and when the rain comes at last
+they firmly believe it is in answer to their incantations.
+
+
+
+
+FOUND IN A FROG.
+
+BY MISS VIRGINIA W. JOHNSON,
+
+AUTHOR OF "THE CATSKILL FAIRIES."
+
+
+The sun had risen when Gita awoke. She lived at the top of a tall old
+house with her grandmother, and both were poor. When she had put on her
+thin cotton gown, and smoothed her hair with her small brown hands, Gita
+ran down stairs lightly; and these stairs--some crooked stone steps in a
+dark passage--would have broken our necks to descend. She came out in a
+narrow street with the tall houses almost meeting overhead, and steep
+paths or flights of steps leading down to the shore. The town was
+Mentone, in the south of France, with the boundary line of Italy not
+half a mile distant. At one end of the street was visible the blue sky,
+and two churches, yellow and white, on an open square, with towers,
+where the bells were ringing.
+
+Gita felt in her pocket for a crust of hard bread, and began to eat.
+This was her breakfast, and if she had been richer she would have drunk
+a little black coffee with it. As it was, she paused at the fountain,
+where the women were gossiping as they drew water in buckets, and placed
+her mouth under the spout.
+
+Raphael came along, and greeted her. Raphael, a tall young fellow with
+bright eyes, a face the color of bronze, and a little black mustache,
+was the son of a merchant who kept goats and donkeys for the visitors
+who came here every year. The goats furnished rich milk for the invalids
+to drink, while the ladies and children rode the donkeys. Gita found
+Raphael very handsome.
+
+He wore a curious straw hat with the brim turned up, a shirt striped
+with red, blue pantaloons, and a yellow sash about his waist. One could
+see he esteemed himself rather a dandy. In turn Raphael found Gita the
+prettiest girl of his acquaintance, with her large black eyes, brown
+face, and white teeth. Besides, Gita was amiable, and did not mock at
+him when he walked on the Promenade on Sunday with his hat on one side,
+and a cigarette in his mouth.
+
+"I have asked the consent of my parents to our marriage," said Raphael.
+"They refuse, unless you have a dower of at least a hundred francs. We
+must wait."
+
+Gita sighed and shook her head as she pursued her way down to the shore.
+In these countries the young people must obtain the consent of their
+parents to marry, and the bride should have a dowry. Gita had not a
+penny; Raphael's father might as well have asked him to bring the moon
+as one hundred francs.
+
+Grandmother was seated under an archway, with her little furnace before
+her, roasting chestnuts. Grandmother, a wrinkled old woman, with a red
+handkerchief wound about her head, was a chestnut merchant. The sailors,
+children, and Italians coming over the border bought her wares, and when
+she was not employed in serving them she twisted flax on a distaff.
+
+"Raphael's father needs a dowry of one hundred francs," said Gita, as
+grandmother gave her a few chestnuts.
+
+"Ah, if you were a lemon girl!" said grandmother, beginning to twist the
+flax.
+
+Gita poised a basket on her head, took a white stocking from her pocket,
+and began to knit as she walked away. The women of the country carry all
+burdens on their heads. You may see a mother with a mound of cut grass
+on her head, dandling a little baby in her arms as she moves along.
+Grandmother had been a lemon girl in her day, but Gita was not strong
+enough. The lemon girls bring the fruit on their heads many miles, from
+the lemon groves down to the ships, when they are sent to America and
+other distant lands.
+
+When you next taste a lemonade at a Sunday-school picnic, little reader,
+remember how far the lemon has travelled to furnish you this refreshing
+drink.
+
+Gita went along the shore knitting, her empty basket tilted on her head.
+The blue Mediterranean Sea sparkled as far as the eye could reach, and
+broke on the pebbles of the beach in waves as clear as crystal. Soon she
+turned back toward the hills, following a narrow path between high
+garden walls, passed under a railroad bridge, and entered an olive
+garden. She worked here all day, gathering up the little black olives
+which fall from the trees, much as children gather nuts in the woods at
+home. Other women were already at work; their dresses of gay colors,
+yellow and red, showed against the gray background of the trees. A boy
+beat the branches with a long pole. Gita began to work with the rest.
+She did not think much about the olive-tree, although it was a good
+friend. She was paid twenty sous a day to gather the berries from the
+ground, which were then taken to the crushing mill up the ravine to be
+made into oil. Gita ate the green lemons plucked from the trees as a
+child of the North would eat apples, but she loved the good olive-oil
+better. When the grandmother made a feast, it was to fry the little
+silvery sardines in oil, so crisp and brown.
+
+The olive-tree is a native of Asia Minor, and often mentioned in the
+Bible. Some of the trees in the garden where Gita now worked were so old
+that the Romans saw them when they conquered the world.
+
+At noon the olive-pickers paused to rest. Gita went away alone, and ate
+the handful of chestnuts given her by grandmother. When she returned to
+the town at night she would have another bit of bread and a raw onion.
+She seated herself on the edge of the ravine, and thought about Raphael
+as she munched her nuts. Below, this path traversed the ravine, and
+climbed the opposite slope to the wall of a pretty villa, one of the
+houses occupied for the winter by rich strangers. Gita looked at the
+villa, with its window shaded by lace curtains, balconies, and terraces,
+where orange-trees were covered with little golden balls of fruit.
+
+"If I were rich like that I would have soup every day, sometimes made of
+pumpkin and sometimes with macaroni in it," she thought.
+
+Then she turned over a stone with her heavy shoe, and it rolled down the
+hill. Gita uttered a cry. The stone had covered a hole at the root of
+the olive-tree where she sat, far away from the other workers. In the
+hole she saw a green frog; she dropped on her knees to look at it more
+closely. Yes, it was a green frog. How did it come there? She touched it
+with her fingers; the frog did not move or croak. Then she took it out
+carefully. The frog was one of those pasteboard boxes which appear each
+year in the shop windows of Paris for Easter presents, in company with
+fish, lobsters, and shells.
+
+Gita raised the lid. Inside were bank-bills and a lizard. She knew
+lizards very well; they were always whisking over the stone walls; but
+then those were of a sober brown tint, while this one was white until
+she lifted it, when it sparkled like a dewdrop. The lizard was an
+ornament made of diamonds. Gita held her breath and closed her eyes. She
+believed herself asleep. Soon she rose, took the box in her hand, and
+crossing the ravine, began to climb the path to the villa above.
+
+As she reached the door a pony-carriage drove up. A big servant with
+many buttons on his coat told her to go away. Gita paused, holding the
+box. The pale lady in the carriage, who was wrapped in furs, motioned
+her to approach. Quickly the girl ran forward and held out the frog.
+
+"I found it in a hole at the foot of the olive-tree," she explained. "It
+must belong to this house."
+
+The lady took the box and opened it, emptying the contents on her lap.
+There lay the diamond lizard, and the roll of French bank-notes.
+
+"You see that Pierre was a dishonest servant, although nothing was found
+on him," said the lady to those about her. "He must have hidden this box
+in the olive grove to return from Nice later and find it."
+
+Gita listened with her mouth and eyes wide open. The lady looked at her
+and smiled.
+
+"You are a good girl," she said.
+
+Then she selected one of the bills and gave it to Gita. It was a note of
+one hundred francs.
+
+"Now I can marry Raphael!" she cried.
+
+Raphael was standing beside grandmother's chestnut-roaster when both saw
+Gita running toward them, her cheeks red, and her eyes flashing like
+stars. She had to tell all about the frog, not only to them, but to the
+neighbors. As for grandmother, she could not hear the story often
+enough. When she had been a lemon girl no such luck had befallen her.
+
+"Who would have thought of finding a wedding dowry in a frog?" laughed
+Raphael.
+
+Gita and Raphael are soon to be married in the yellow church on the
+hill. The olive-pickers in the grove seek for something beside the dark
+berries; they hope to find a green frog under a stone, containing money
+and a diamond lizard; but this will never again happen.
+
+
+
+
+JAPANESE LIFE.
+
+
+The Japanese is the cleanest of mankind. Cleanliness is, so to speak,
+more than godliness with him. Though he has no soap, he washes all over
+at least once a day--he worships but once a week. His candles are made
+of vegetable wax. He uses a cotton coverlet, well stuffed and padded,
+for bed-covering and mattress. A sort of stereoscope case--made of
+wood--makes his pillow. He resorts to that, and so do his wife and
+daughters, that their carefully arranged hair may not be disarranged
+during sleep. No head-covering is worn by the Japanese. No nation
+dresses the hair so tastefully. Usually it is with the men shaved in
+sections. They are coming now to wear it in European fashion. They are
+adopting all European customs.
+
+On levee day I saw the reception at the Mikado's palace in Yeddo. Every
+one presented had to come in European full dress. That dress does not
+become the Japanese figure. He looks awkward in it. His legs are too
+short. The tails of his claw-hammer coat drag on the ground, and the
+black dress trousers wrinkle up and get baggy around his feet. His
+European-fashioned clothes have been sent out ready-made from America or
+England, and in no case did I notice anything approaching to a good fit.
+Yet he smiled and looked happy, though he could not get his heels half
+way down his Wellington boots, and his hat was either too large or too
+small for his head. He always smiles and looks pleasant. Nothing can
+make him grumble, and he has not learned to swear. He is satisfied to be
+paid his due, and never asks for more. As a New York cabman he would be
+a veritable living curiosity.
+
+
+
+
+WHERE DID POTATOES COME FROM?
+
+
+Nobody knows precisely where the potato came from originally. It has
+been found, apparently indigenous, in many parts of the world. Mr.
+Darwin, for instance, found it wild in the Chonos Archipelago. Sir W. J.
+Hooker says that it is common at Valparaiso, where it grows abundantly
+on the sandy hills near the sea. In Peru and other parts of South
+America it appears to be at home; and it is a noteworthy fact that Mr.
+Darwin should have noted it both in the humid forests of the Chonos
+Archipelago and among the central Chilian mountains, where sometimes
+rain does not fall for six months at a stretch. It was to the colonists
+whom Sir Walter Raleigh sent out in Elizabeth's reign that we are
+indebted for our potatoes.
+
+Herriot, who went out with these colonists, and who wrote an account of
+his travels, makes what may, perhaps, be regarded as the earliest
+mention of this vegetable. Under the heading of "Roots," he mentions
+what he calls the "openawk." "These roots," he says, "are round, some
+large as a walnut, others much larger. They grow on damp soils, many
+hanging together as if fixed on ropes. They are good food, either boiled
+or roasted."
+
+At the beginning of the seventeenth century this root was planted, as a
+curious exotic, in the gardens of the nobility, but it was long ere it
+came into general use. Many held them to be poisonous, and it would seem
+not altogether unreasonably so either. The potato is closely related to
+the deadly-nightshade and the mandrake, and from its stems and leaves
+may be extracted a very powerful narcotic. In England prejudice against
+it was for a long time very strong, especially among the poor.
+
+
+
+
+[Begun in HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE No. 47, September 21.]
+
+"MOONSHINERS."
+
+BY E. H. MILLER.
+
+
+CHAPTER II.
+
+CONNY FINDS A HOME.
+
+Two days afterward, when the doctor went out for his horse, he found
+Conny sitting astride the block, his lap filled with sweet white clover,
+which he was feeding to Prince with one hand, while with the other he
+stroked the beautiful head that was bent down to him. He dropped to his
+feet on seeing the doctor, and made a bow, grave and stiff, but not at
+all bashful.
+
+"I have come to live with you, sir," he said.
+
+"Indeed," laughed the doctor; "and what do you suppose I want of you?"
+
+"I don't know, sir; but my feyther always told me, if he died, I was not
+to stay on the mountain, but go to some good man who would teach me to
+work."
+
+"And how do you know I am a good man?" asked the doctor, looking keenly
+at the boy. "You have never seen me but once."
+
+"I have seen you often. I saw you when you mended the rabbit's leg. Jock
+Riley broke it with his big cart-whip."
+
+"And where were you, pray?"
+
+"Up in a tree, lying along a limb. And I was in the big tamarack when
+you climbed up the hill for the little flower. I often wanted to know
+why you cared to get it. My feyther thought perhaps it was good for
+medicine; but when I told him you only took one, he said then he
+couldn't tell; it might be you were crazed."
+
+The doctor laughed heartily. It was by no means the first time his
+passion for botanizing had been called a _craze_.
+
+"Well, Conny," said he, "go into the house and get your breakfast, and
+when I come back we will talk this matter over."
+
+He stopped for a word of explanation with his wife, and drove away,
+leaving Conny on the door-step, with a substantial slice of bread and
+meat in his hands, and a bowl of milk beside him, while little Betty
+peeped shyly at him through the window.
+
+It gave the doctor a curious sensation to think, as he rode through the
+solitary woods, of the little watcher stretched along a mossy limb, or
+peering out from a treetop, like some strange, wild creature.
+
+"He must have been set to keep guard by the moon-shiners," he thought.
+"I wonder if they suspected I meant them mischief?" And then like a
+flash came another thought: "They have sent him to me now as a spy to
+find out if I have any secret business for the government. I should
+rather enjoy giving them a scare, if it were not for my wife and Betty."
+
+The doctor fully made up his mind before he went home to send Conny on
+his ways, but in the end he did no such thing. Old Timothy made much
+pretense of finding whether he belonged to Dunsmore or Killbourne, and
+talked bravely of taking him to the poor-house officers; but Timothy
+found him a great convenience to his rheumatic old hands and feet, and
+by the end of the summer Conny was as much at home as if he had been
+bought, like Betty's ugly little terrier, or born in the house, like
+blessed little Betty herself. It was Conny who gave the last rub to
+Prince, and brought him to the door; Conny who, in cold or heat, was
+ready with such good-natured promptness for any errand far or near;
+Conny who could mend and make; who oiled rusty hinges, repaired broken
+locks and latches, sharpened the kitchen knives, filed the old saws, and
+put new handles to all the cast-away tools on the premises. Best of
+all, in the doctor's eyes, it was Conny who knew every nook of mountain
+and forest, and whose swift feet and skillful fingers sought out every
+plant that grew, and brought it to his master's feet.
+
+Only Bridget held to her deep suspicion of something wrong about Conny.
+
+"The cratur's that shmart wid his two hands ye wudn't belave, mum, but I
+misthrust he's shly: it's in the blood of 'im.
+
+"You ought not to say such things, Bridget; you have no reason to think
+Conny is not honest," Mrs. Hunter would say.
+
+"It's not to say that he'd sthale, mum, but he's _shly_. I've coom upon
+'im soodent wance or twicet, an' seen 'im shlip something intil 'is
+pocket, an' 'im toornin' red in the face an' confused like. An' says I,
+'Conny, is it something fine ye have?' An' the b'y walked away widout a
+word jist."
+
+Mrs. Hunter laughed. "He is just like every other boy in the
+world--storing up all sorts of odds and ends, as if they were treasures.
+I remember when Joe would hardly allow me to mend his pockets for fear I
+should disturb some of his precious trinkets."
+
+Biddy tossed her head with an air that plainly said her opinion was in
+no wise changed, as she answered, discreetly, "Ye may be in the rights
+of it, mum, but it's not mesilf would be judgin' the cratur by Master
+Joe, that was born a gintleman, let alone the bringin' up."
+
+Quite by accident Mrs. Hunter herself discovered the mystery in Conny's
+bosom, for, sitting one day by the window at her sewing, she saw the boy
+come from the wood-house, and after a quick glance in every direction,
+dart like a squirrel up one of the great hemlock-trees, where he sat
+completely screened by the branches, only now and then when a stronger
+gust of wind swayed the top, and gave her a glimpse of him bending
+intently over something upon his knees. Mrs. Hunter watched him for some
+time, and then went quietly under the tree and called, "Conny!"
+
+There was a moment of hesitation, and she fancied she saw him put
+something into the crotch of the tree before he came sliding down at her
+feet, looking decidedly confused.
+
+"What were you doing up there, Conny?" she asked, pleasantly.
+
+"No harm at all, ma'am," said Conny, with his eyes on his bare brown
+feet.
+
+"I suppose not, but I should like to know what it was that you hid up in
+the tree."
+
+"It's no harm, ma'am," repeated Conny, very red and very earnest.
+
+"Then you can certainly show it to me: I wish to see it," said Mrs.
+Hunter, decidedly.
+
+Conny disappeared in the tree, and in an instant came down, more slowly
+than before, carrying something carefully in his hand. He gave it to
+Mrs. Hunter, and stood before her looking as red and guilty as if he had
+been found in possession of the doctor's gold watch. It was a miniature
+sideboard of fragrant red cedar, nearly complete, with drawers, shelves,
+and exquisite carvings--a lovely little model of the handsome sideboard
+which was the pride of Mrs. Hunter's heart.
+
+"What a beautiful thing!" said Mrs. Hunter, with such delight in her
+tone that Conny ventured to look up.
+
+"I was keeping it a secret, ma'am, for little Miss Betty's birthday, to
+give it her unbeknown."
+
+"It is the very prettiest toy I ever saw," said Mrs. Hunter. "I am sorry
+I spoiled your secret, Conny, but you don't mind my knowing, do you?"
+
+Conny brightened wonderfully.
+
+"I doubted you might think it was presuming in me, ma'am, to be making
+little Miss Betty a present. Indeed," he added, with a droll little
+twinkle of his eyes, "it's trouble enough I've had keeping it. Biddy
+caught me making a little drawing of the fine chest, and would have it
+out of me what I was hiding; and once, when I was just using my two eyes
+at the window, she asked me was I planning to steal the silver. And what
+with little Miss Betty herself, and Timothy rummaging my bits of things,
+I was just driven to the tree, ma'am."
+
+"And I pursued you there," laughed Mrs. Hunter, to which Conny only
+responded with a respectful bow.
+
+"Well, Conny, you shall have a shop. I'll give you the key to the little
+south attic. That was my boy's playroom, and you may keep your tools
+there, and lock the door, and nobody shall enter without your leave, not
+even I."
+
+The evident delight that beamed from Conny's eyes almost brought the
+tears into Mrs. Hunter's, and made her resolve that this young genius
+should have a chance to grow. She even felt that it would not be
+honorable in her to reveal his secret to the doctor, but decided that
+she would wait a few weeks for Betty's birthday.
+
+But before Betty's birthday another secret came to light. Dr. Hunter had
+twice noticed a strange, rough-looking man hanging about the premises.
+He had made a pretense of looking for work, but the doctor distrusted
+him, and ordered him away.
+
+[Illustration: THE DOCTOR COMING UPON CONNY AND THE MOONSHINER IN
+HEMLOCK GLEN.]
+
+To his great surprise, a few mornings later, he came suddenly upon the
+same man in the heart of Hemlock Glen, in earnest conversation with
+Conny. The man instantly disappeared in the woods, and the doctor
+reined up his horse, and bade Conny get into the gig. He obeyed
+silently, crouching, as he often did, at the doctor's feet, and dangling
+his bare legs over the side of the gig.
+
+"Who was that man, Conny?" asked the doctor, when they were nearly home.
+
+"Jock McCleggan, sir."
+
+"Who is he?"
+
+"Just Jock, sir: a man that lives off and on here-abouts."
+
+"Oh," said the doctor, understanding perfectly well that Jock was a
+moonshiner; "and what business have you with a rascal like that?"
+
+"He knew my feyther, sir, and he's been saying to me these many days
+that it was agreed between 'em I was to 'bide with him when my feyther
+died. It's a lee, sir; my feyther never said it."
+
+"He'd better not show his face to me again," said the doctor. "I'll
+horsewhip him."
+
+Conny suddenly pulled a crumpled bit of paper from his bosom and showed
+it to the doctor, saying,
+
+"He brought me that just the morning."
+
+The doctor read:
+
+     "TO MR. JOCK MCCLEGGIN,--i want yu tu tak mi sun Cony tu du as if
+     he was yure one. i mene wen i am ded."
+
+  "SANDY MCCONEL."
+
+"Do you think your father wrote it?" asked the doctor, smiling a little.
+
+Conny looked at him with grave displeasure.
+
+"My feyther was a gentleman, sir, not a blitherin' loon like Jock
+McCleggan, to stumble at spelling his own name." Then, with a great deal
+of anxiety, he added,
+
+"Jock says you can be made to give me up; he says it'll be a case of
+kidnapping."
+
+"Nonsense, Conny: nobody can touch you, or me either; but I advise you
+to steer clear of Jock and all his companions."
+
+But after this conversation the doctor thought best to see the
+authorities of Dunsmore, and have himself duly appointed as guardian for
+Conny--a proceeding which gave the boy unbounded satisfaction.
+
+"I'm yer servant now, little Miss Betty," he said, with a low bow. "Yer
+servant to keep and to hold; that was what the magistrate said. 'Deed
+and you're the first lady that ever had a McConnell for a servant."
+
+Betty's birthday came and went. The wonderful little toy was presented,
+and it was hard saying who was most delighted, Betty or the doctor.
+
+"You are a genius, Conny--an artist, a poet," he exclaimed; and he made
+a journey to Kilbourne, bringing back a set of carving tools for Conny,
+and a furnished doll's house, with which he bribed the little lady to
+give her dainty sideboard into safe-keeping until her curious fingers
+should have outgrown their passion for pulling things to pieces.
+
+Day by day the attachment of the family for Conny increased.
+
+"He is a gentleman born," said Mrs. Hunter. "I wish I could know more
+about his history, but he is as discreet as if he were fifty instead of
+fifteen."
+
+"I fancy his father was a gentleman with a Scotchman's weakness for
+whiskey, and that he came up here to keep out of sight. At any rate, the
+boy is a genius, and I intend he shall have a chance in the world."
+
+[TO BE CONTINUED.]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: "ASLEEP AT HIS POST."--DRAWN BY C. S. REINHART.]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: OUR POST-OFFICE BOX.]
+
+
+     I am a boy of twelve years. I like YOUNG PEOPLE very much. We live
+     in Croatia, on the Styrian frontier, near to Bath Rohitsch. Our
+     castle was built about the time America was discovered. It is said
+     that a headless huntsman wanders through the corridors at night,
+     but I have never met him.
+
+     We see from the windows many high alps of Styria and Carinthia. We
+     go very often to the Szotlee to swim.
+
+     I have two canary-birds and two good old dogs.
+
+     My sister, who is fourteen years old, would like very much some
+     pressed California flowers. She would send some from here in
+     return.
+
+  JAMES KAVANAGH,
+  Post Rohitsch, Styria, Austria.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  NEW ORLEANS, LOUISIANA.
+
+     Reading in YOUNG PEOPLE about the fight between the _Constitution_
+     and the _Guerriere_, I thought I would tell you about a relic I
+     have. It is a cross made of the wood of the _Constitution_, which
+     was presented to my father by Miss Bainbridge, a daughter of
+     Commodore Bainbridge, the commander of the _Constitution_ after
+     Captain Hull retired.
+
+     I have been a constant reader of the delightful little paper ever
+     since Christmas. I am ten years old, but I have never made but two
+     trips away from my Southern home.
+
+  MABEL S.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  OWANECO, ILLINOIS.
+
+     I am nine years old. I live one mile from town. We milk six cows,
+     and I help do the milking.
+
+     I have a nice pet lamb. Her name is Fannie. A kind old man gave
+     her to me when she was a little tiny thing. She was a year old
+     last spring. I sold her fleece in the spring for forty-five cents
+     a pound. It weighed five pounds. Papa let me keep all the money,
+     and I am going to buy another sheep with it.
+
+     I helped papa all through haying. He has a new hay derrick, and I
+     rode a horse and worked the derrick. The horse is twenty-five
+     years old, and his name is General.
+
+     I am visiting Aunt Em now, but I am going to start to school next
+     week. I like YOUNG PEOPLE so much!
+
+  MINNIE M. L.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  DOWNIEVILLE, CALIFORNIA.
+
+     I live up in the mountains of Sierra County. My papa is editor of
+     a newspaper here, and my little brother, ten years old, folds the
+     papers for papa every Thursday night. Papa gave me a nice French
+     kid doll. She can turn her head, and has joints.
+
+     I have two brothers and a sister younger than myself. We all like
+     to receive YOUNG PEOPLE and to look at the pictures. I liked "The
+     Moral Pirates" very much, and would not mind being such a pirate
+     myself.
+
+     My home is on the famous Yuba River, but its current is too rapid
+     for boats of any kind.
+
+  ALTIE V.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  HOUSTON, TEXAS.
+
+     I want to know why "the two Eds" did not try to eat on the cars? I
+     am six years old.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  SAM MCI.
+
+     I am a lover of YOUNG PEOPLE, and in common with others have
+     exchanged specimens with many of the subscribers. A young lady of
+     Wilkesbarre, Pennsylvania, sent me a piece of peacock coal, and
+     wished St. Croix carnelians in exchange. Unfortunately I have lost
+     her name and address, and I wish to ask her to kindly send it to
+     me again.
+
+  CARRIE E. SILLIMAN,
+  Hudson, St. Croix County, Wisconsin.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  WEST NEWTON, MASSACHUSETTS.
+
+     Will some correspondent of YOUNG PEOPLE please give me directions
+     for pressing flowers and different kinds of sea-weed?
+
+  DAISY F.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I have a little kitten named Tommy Milo. Sometimes he comes into
+     our chamber and lies at the foot of the bed till one or two
+     o'clock in the morning, and then crawls up to the head to be
+     petted. Sometimes he plagues us so that we have to put him out of
+     the room.
+
+     I can knit and crochet. I crocheted a collar of feathered-edge
+     braid, and it is very pretty. I would like very much a pattern for
+     knitting edging, if Gracie Meads or any one will send it to me.
+
+  ELIZA F., P. O. Box 162,
+  West Newton, Massachusetts.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  BEAUFORT, SOUTH CAROLINA.
+
+     I send you a pencil sketch of a magnolia blossom. I drew it
+     myself. I draw a good deal for my own amusement, although I have
+     had no instruction. The diameter of this blossom is about nine
+     inches when it is fully open. This month is the time for the
+     falling of the cones. They contain the seeds, which are covered
+     with a bright red pulpy substance, and are suspended from the cone
+     by a white silken thread about half an inch long. They are very
+     pretty. Our magnolia-tree is very large. The circumference is
+     about fifteen feet.
+
+     Several days ago I saw a wild vine that resembles the sweet-potato
+     vine, and the blossom is just the same. We have what I think is
+     the wild onion growing here. It grows all around in the fields.
+
+     I think HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE is a splendid paper.
+
+  A. L. H.
+
+Many thanks for your pretty drawing. We regret we have no room to give
+it in the Post-office Box.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  WINDSOR, CONNECTICUT.
+
+     I don't know but the little folks are tired of hearing about pets,
+     but I want to tell them how my kitty jumped on the piano, and ran
+     over the keys from one end of them to the other, and the tune she
+     played frightened her so that she scampered away with all her
+     might. She is now curled up in my hat, fast asleep. I have two
+     carrier-doves for pets besides.
+
+     I sent Carrie Harding, of Freeport, Illinois, some pressed flowers
+     quite a long time ago, but I have not heard whether she received
+     them or not.
+
+  HARRY H. M.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  ST. JOHNS, MICHIGAN.
+
+     I am nine years old. I have a great many dolls--sixteen in all. I
+     have a little baby brother, and I have two canaries, and a cat
+     named Muggins. I did have one named Snow, but one morning all of a
+     sudden he disappeared, and has never been found.
+
+     I like YOUNG PEOPLE very much, especially the story of "Claudine's
+     Doves." I wonder if Claudine is alive yet, and lives in Paris?
+
+     My YOUNG PEOPLE comes every Thursday, and I can hardly wait for
+     it.
+
+  GRACE M. D.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  PRINCE EDWARD ISLAND.
+
+     I live in Summerside. Our house is very near the water. There is
+     an island in our bay, and we go there sometimes. I have a little
+     garden, with some lovely black pansies and other flowers growing
+     in it. My sister has a little white rabbit.
+
+  ELLIE G.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  GRAFTON, WEST VIRGINIA.
+
+     I don't know what I would do now without my YOUNG PEOPLE. I have
+     taken it ever since it was published, and I hope I will always get
+     it. Of all the long stories, I like "The Moral Pirates" best, but
+     I like the others too.
+
+     I love to read about the pets the little girls and boys write
+     about in the Post-office Box. I have some too. I believe I like my
+     ducks the best. I have two old ones and ten young ones. I hope
+     Bessie Maynard will stay at Old Orchard Beach a good while, and
+     write some more letters to her doll. When I go away from home I
+     always take my doll with me. I have a little sister Mabel, but she
+     is only four years old. She likes the pictures in YOUNG PEOPLE
+     better than the stories. I am almost nine, and I can read in the
+     Fourth Reader.
+
+  CLOYD D. B.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  Middletown, New York.
+
+     I send a recipe to the chemists' club, which, if not new to the
+     club, may be to many readers of YOUNG PEOPLE.
+
+     _Metal Tree._--A bar of pure zinc two and a half inches long and
+     three-eighths of an inch in diameter; ten cents' worth of sugar of
+     lead. Fill a decanter with pure water; suspend the bar in it
+     easily by means of a fine brass wire running through the centre of
+     the cork; pour in the sugar of lead, and cork tightly. Let it
+     stand without being moved, and watch the formations.
+
+     Our boy took a quart glass fruit jar, and bought a cork to fit it
+     for a few cents. He could not get a solid bar of zinc, but had a
+     piece of zinc folded which answered the purpose. Then following
+     the rest of the directions, he placed the jar on the mantel-piece.
+     The next day; the formations began, and are constantly changing.
+
+  L. E. K.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I send some simple experiments for the chemists' club. Put into a
+     small chemist's mortar as much finely powdered potassium chlorate
+     as will lie upon the point of a penknife blade, and half the
+     quantity of sulphur; cover the mortar with a piece of paper having
+     a hole cut in it large enough for the handle of the pestle to pass
+     through. When the two substances are well mixed, grind heavily
+     with the pestle, when rapid detonations will ensue; or after the
+     powder is mixed, you can wrap it with paper into a hard pellet,
+     and explode it on an anvil with a sharp blow of a hammer.
+
+     To make iodide of nitrogen, cover a few scales of iodine with
+     strong aqua-ammonia. After it has stood for half an hour, pour off
+     the liquid, and place the brown precipitate, or sediment, in small
+     portions on bits of broken earthenware to dry. When perfectly dry,
+     the particles may be exploded with the touch of a rod, or even of
+     a feather.
+
+     I would like to exchange crystallized quartz or gold ore for zinc
+     or silver ore.
+
+  JOHN R. GLEN,
+  Nacoochee, White County, Georgia.
+
+We would advise our young chemists to buy some good work on the elements
+of chemistry, and study it well before they undertake any experiments,
+as handling reagents, when one is not aware of their true composition
+and behavior under all conditions, is a very dangerous pastime, by which
+absolutely nothing can be learned, and a great deal of mischief done to
+face, eyes, hands, and clothing, to say nothing of mamma's table-cloths
+and carpets.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  NEWPORT, RHODE ISLAND.
+
+     I thought I would write to the Post-office Box about my white
+     mice. At one time I had fourteen, and they did many funny tricks.
+     One of them would go on a tight cord, in the centre of which was
+     fastened a pan of bird seed, holding on by his tail all the time.
+     Another would go up an inclined plane, and then down a string to
+     get bird seed. I could tell many other funny tricks they did, but
+     I am afraid my letter would be too long.
+
+  JOHN R. B.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  PORT BYRON, ILLINOIS.
+
+     I am seven years old, and I live on the east bank of the
+     Mississippi. My papa owns a raft steamer, which is busy towing
+     rafts from the foot of Lake Pepin to Hannibal and St. Louis. Every
+     summer my mamma and I take a trip with papa up or down the river.
+     We are gone a week or more. Oh, I just have jolly times! The men
+     on the rafts make me whistles and little boats. The cook gives me
+     dough every time he bakes. I make fried cakes, biscuits, and pies
+     all out of the same piece of dough. I am not as particular as the
+     little girls who send recipes to the Post-office Box.
+
+     My grandma in Wisconsin subscribed for YOUNG PEOPLE for me, and I
+     enjoy it more than any present she ever gave me, because it is
+     something new every week.
+
+  FREDDIE J. B.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  ALBION, NEW YORK.
+
+     I live with my mamma and grandpa and grandma. I am four years old,
+     but I am going to be five in October.
+
+     I have a little brother named Judson, but he calls himself "B." He
+     is three years old. He had a birthday cake with three candles on
+     it--a red one, a green one, and a white one. At breakfast a pair
+     of little oxen stood at his plate with a load of candy and a
+     little doll driver. He was so good he gave me more candy than he
+     kept himself, and the dolly too.
+
+     "B" likes "The Moral Pirates" because it is about boats. We are
+     too little to guess the puzzles, but we like the letters in the
+     Post-office Box ever so much.
+
+  "LITTLE PEARL."
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  CHICAGO, ILLINOIS.
+
+     I think the "worm" described by Maggie P. B. is the caterpillar of
+     the willow sphinx moth. I have found several of them on the
+     willow-trees, and I kept them and fed them every day. In the fall
+     they turned into chrysalides, which I kept all the winter. In the
+     spring beautiful moths, nearly six inches across the wings, came
+     out of them. I am collecting butterflies and moths, and my father
+     has given me a nice case for them.
+
+  CLIFFORD S.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I am collecting coins, minerals, birds' eggs, and postmarks, any
+     of which I would gladly exchange with any reader of YOUNG PEOPLE.
+
+  WILL E. BREHMER,
+  Penn Yan, Yates County, New York.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I take HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, and wish every one would do the
+     same, as it is splendid.
+
+     I would like to exchange postage stamps with any of the
+     subscribers, as I have a good many.
+
+  JAMES D. HEARD,
+  Union St., Mount Washington, Pittsburgh, Pa.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I would be pleased to exchange birds' eggs with any readers of
+     YOUNG PEOPLE. I have also a lot of postage stamps that I would
+     like to exchange for eggs.
+
+  REGINALD S. KOEHLER,
+  P. O. Box 370, Hagerstown, Maryland.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I am collecting birds' eggs, and would be very much pleased to
+     exchange with any of the correspondents of YOUNG PEOPLE. Can any
+     one tell me where to get a catalogue of birds' eggs?
+
+  RICHARD KIPP,
+  13 Grant Street, Newark, New Jersey.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I would like to exchange birds' eggs with some correspondent. I
+     have eggs of the wild canary, wren, martin, robin, cat-bird,
+     swallow, guinea-hen, quail, and woodpecker.
+
+  J. LEE MAHIN,
+  Muscatine, Iowa.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I would like to exchange postage stamps with any one in the United
+     States or Canada.
+
+  H. L. MCILVAIN,
+  120 North Fifth Street, Reading, Pennsylvania.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     To any one who will send me twenty-five postmarks I will send by
+     return mail a box of sea-shells.
+
+  JAMES A. SNEDEKER,
+  60 Asylum Street, New Haven, Connecticut.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I am making a collection of steel pens, and would like to exchange
+     with any correspondents of YOUNG PEOPLE.
+
+  CARL REESE EALY,
+  22 North Shippen St., Lancaster, Pa.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I am collecting skulls and skeletons of birds, beasts, and
+     reptiles, and if any of the readers of YOUNG PEOPLE have any which
+     they wish to dispose of, they would be gratefully received by me.
+     In exchange for the same I will give foreign postage stamps,
+     butterflies, or bugs. If any know of places where the
+     above-mentioned articles can be purchased, I would be pleased if
+     they would let me know.
+
+  I. N. KRIEGSHABER,
+  490 Fifth Street, between Breckinridge and Kentucky,
+  Louisville, Kentucky.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+HARRY E. F.--The letters S. P. Q. R. stand for _Senatus populusque
+Romanus_, meaning the Senate and people of Rome.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+OTTIE LE ROI.--Wild rabbits and hares change their coats with the
+changing season. This peculiarity is especially marked in the Alpine
+hares of Switzerland. In YOUNG PEOPLE No. 13, in the paper entitled
+"Hares, Wild and Tame," is a full description of the summer and winter
+costume of these little animals.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+WILLIE H. S.--The army-worm varies considerably in its size and markings
+according to the locality in which it is found, but its general
+characteristics are sufficiently marked to distinguish it. Its length
+varies from one to one and three-quarter inches. Its color is gray,
+sometimes so dark as to appear nearly black. It usually has narrow
+yellow stripes along its back and sides, and a few short straggling
+hairs on its body. The moth of this destructive caterpillar is called
+_Leucania unipuncta_. It is a small rusty grayish-brown fellow, its
+wings peppered with black dots. It is a member of the extensive family
+of owlet moths, and may be seen fluttering about the lamps and gas jets
+any summer evening.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+PAULINE M.--If you send eighty-one cents, accompanied by your full
+address, to the publishers, the numbers of YOUNG PEOPLE you require will
+be forwarded to you.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+WILLIE F.--Directions for the construction of an ice-boat will be given
+in an early number of YOUNG PEOPLE.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+"PIGEON."--The wisest thing you can do is to save your pennies until you
+can buy a pair of the pets you wish, and give up all idea of snaring
+wild ones.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Favors are acknowledged from A. S. Barrett, George H. Hitchcock, Blanche
+M., Nellie B., Carrie M. Keyes, Bertha C., L. Blanche P., A. W. Graham,
+George L. Osgood, Flora Liddy, C. F. M., Joseph Taylor, Daisy G., Susie
+Mulholland.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Correct answers to puzzles are received from H. A. Bent, "Nellie Bly,"
+Daisy Violet M., Clyde A. Heller, Eddie A. Leet, K. T. W., Wroton Kenny,
+"Chiquot," C. T. Young, Edith Bidwell, Isabel and H. Jacobs, George
+Volckhausen.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+PUZZLES FROM YOUNG CONTRIBUTORS.
+
+No. 1.
+
+WORD SQUARES.
+
+1. First, a city in Italy. Second, a river in Germany. Third, a river in
+the northern part of New England. Fourth, a river in France.
+
+2. First, a small vessel. Second, to detest. Third, pursuit. Fourth,
+multitudes. Fifth, a curl.
+
+  WINIFRED.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+No. 2.
+
+UNITED DIAMONDS.
+
+1. In Kentucky. A character in mythology. A time of repose. A pronoun.
+In Montana.
+
+2. In Alaska. A pronoun. A shelter. Eccentric. In Vermont. Centrals of
+diamonds read across give the name of a poisonous plant.
+
+  CLARENCE.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+No. 3.
+
+DOUBLE ENIGMA.
+
+  Our firsts in cow, but not in kitten.
+  Our seconds in coat, but not in mitten.
+  Our thirds in sword, but not in knife.
+  Our fourths in horn, but not in fife.
+  Our fifths in wire, but not in thread.
+  Our sixths in ran, but not in sped.
+  Our sevenths in gallant, not in brave.
+  Our eighths in tunnel, not in cave.
+  Our ninths in oil, but not in water.
+  Our tenths in son, but not in daughter.
+  And if you join these letters well,
+  You'll find two warriors' names they spell.
+
+  SADIE.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+No. 4.
+
+GEOGRAPHICAL DROP-LETTER PUZZLES.
+
+1. A__a, a city in Burmah. O__f__h, a city in Turkey. J__d__a__, a city
+in Arabia. R__a__, a city in Arabia. __e__i__, a city in China.
+__u__a__, a city in Hindostan. O__s__, a city in the Russian Empire.
+
+  GRACE.
+
+2. E__e__e__, a city in England. A__a__a__a, one of the United States.
+__a__a__a, a river in South America. __a__a__a__, a city in South
+America. __a__a__a, an isthmus.
+
+  BOLUS.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+ANSWERS TO PUZZLES IN NO. 45.
+
+No. 1.
+
+William the Conqueror.
+
+No. 2.
+
+      O
+    I C E
+  O C E A N
+    E A T
+      N
+
+      S
+    O W L
+  S W E E T
+    L E T
+      T
+
+No. 3.
+
+  C R A V E
+  R E D A N
+  A D A P T
+  V A P O R
+  E N T R Y
+
+  R I N K
+  I D E A
+  N E A T
+  K A T E
+
+No. 4.
+
+Pilgrim's Progress.
+
+
+
+
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+
+Take a sheet of paper cut square, and fold it as shown by Fig. 1. Make
+three divisions at one end with a pencil; fold the paper so that the
+corner lettered _b_ will be at _a_, as shown in Fig. 2. Then turn the
+corner lettered C so that it will be at D, as shown in Fig. 3. Then fold
+the paper so that the corner lettered B and the corner lettered _a_ will
+be together, and the edges perfectly even, as shown in Fig. 4. Now
+divide the space between _e_ and _f_ into three parts, and with one
+straight cut with the scissors from the division lettered _g_ to the
+corner lettered B and _a_, of Fig. 4, you have Betsey Griscom's
+five-pointed star.
+
+[Illustration: Fig. 2.]
+
+[Illustration: Fig. 3.]
+
+[Illustration: Fig. 4.]
+
+  GEORGE M. FINCKEL.
+
+The following contributors have also sent in specimens of the
+five-pointed star so folded as to be cut with one straight clip of the
+scissors: Emma Schaffer, Samuel H. Lane, W. A. S., Sidney Abenheim,
+Clyde A. Heller, Pauline Mackay.
+
+
+
+
+OBLIGED TO REFUSE.
+
+BY MADGE ELLIOT.
+
+
+  An agile Gibbon, swinging from
+    The top branch of a tree,
+  Her brown-faced baby in her arms,
+    A humming-bird did see
+  (Upon a lower bough he sat)
+    Of Puff-leg family.
+  "Oh dear!" she cried, "I wish you'd give
+    One of your puffs to me;
+  I hear that they are always used
+    In white society.
+  And though I have no powder, yet
+    A pleasure it would be
+  To dab my face and arms with it,
+    Like dames of high degree.
+  And then I'm sure my darling pet
+    Would greatly like it too;
+  She is the _loveliest_ of babes--"
+    "That, ma'am, is very true,"
+  The humming-bird made haste to say;
+    "She much resembles you.
+  But that small gift you ask is not
+    Like stocking nor like shoe:
+  It won't come off, for it, my friend,
+    Grew with me as I grew.
+  And so I fear I must refuse
+    The puff you sweetly beg.
+  Could I spare _it_? Why, really, now,
+    I _couldn't_ spare my leg."
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+=An Odd Combination.=--The year 1881 will be a mathematical curiosity.
+From left to right and from right to left it reads the same; 18 divided
+by 2 gives 9 as a quotient; 81 divided by 9 gives 9; if divided by 9,
+the quotient contains a 9; if multiplied by 9, the product contains two
+9's; 1 and 8 are 9; 8 and 1 are 9. If the 18 be placed under the 81 and
+added, the sum is 99. If the figures be added thus, 1, 8, 8, 1, it will
+give 18. Reading from left to right it is 18, and reading from right to
+left it is 18, and 18 is two-ninths of 81. By adding, dividing, and
+multiplying, nineteen 9's are produced, being one 9 for each year
+required to complete the century.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: HOME RETURNING.]
+
+
+
+
+
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