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diff --git a/43636-8.txt b/43636-8.txt deleted file mode 100644 index 71aa19b..0000000 --- a/43636-8.txt +++ /dev/null @@ -1,3029 +0,0 @@ -The Project Gutenberg EBook of Our Little Cuban Cousin, by Mary Hazelton Wade - -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: Our Little Cuban Cousin - -Author: Mary Hazelton Wade - -Illustrator: L. J. Bridgman - -Release Date: September 4, 2013 [EBook #43636] - -Language: English - -Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 - -*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK OUR LITTLE CUBAN COUSIN *** - - - - -Produced by Emmy, Beth Baran and the Online Distributed -Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net - - - - - - - - - - -Our Little Cuban Cousin - - - - -The Little Cousin Series - -BY MARY HAZELTON WADE - -_Ten volumes, illustrated_ - -[Illustration] - -_PREVIOUSLY ISSUED_ - - =Our Little Japanese Cousin= - =Our Little Brown Cousin= - =Our Little Indian Cousin= - =Our Little Russian Cousin= - - -_NOW READY_ - - =Our Little Cuban Cousin= - =Our Little Hawaiian Cousin= - =Our Little Eskimo Cousin= - =Our Little Philippine Cousin= - =Our Little Porto Rican Cousin= - =Our Little African Cousin= - - Each volume illustrated with six full-page plates in - tints, from drawings by L. J. Bridgman - - Cloth, 12mo, with decorative cover, per volume, 50 - cents net. (Postage, 6 cents additional) - -[Illustration] - - L. C. PAGE & COMPANY, - New England Building, Boston - -[Illustration: MARIA] - - - - -Our Little Cuban Cousin - - -By Mary Hazelton Wade - - -_Illustrated by_ L. J. Bridgman - -[Illustration] - - Boston - L. C. Page & Company - _MDCCCCII_ - - - - - _Copyright, 1902_ - By L. C. PAGE & COMPANY - (INCORPORATED) - - _All rights reserved_ - - - Published, June, 1902 - - - Colonial Press - Electrotyped and Printed by C. H. Simonds & Co. - Boston, Mass., U. S. A. - - - - -Preface - - -LARGEST of all the fair West Indian Islands which lie in our open -doorway is Cuba. The great south doorway to the United States and all -North America, you know, is the Gulf of Mexico. - -But recently, as we all remember, we have had war and bloodshed at this -doorway. The Spanish government, in trying to subdue its rebellious -province of Cuba, brought great hardship and suffering upon the Cuban -people, our neighbours, and our government at last decided that such -things must not be at our very doorway. So to-day Cuba is free, and the -great trouble of war is over and past for her. - -Yet, though war no longer troubles the Cuban people, they have many -new hardships and difficulties to contend with, and need the friendly -help of their more fortunate neighbours scarcely less than before. -Now, in order that we may be able to help our friends and neighbours, -the Cubans, we must know them better, and surely we shall all feel a -stronger interest than ever before in their welfare. So we shall be -glad to meet and know our little Cuban neighbour, Maria. - -We shall ask to have what Maria says translated for us, for most of us -do not understand the Spanish language, which Maria speaks. We must -remember, too, to pronounce her name as if it were spelled Mahreeah, -for that is the way she and her family pronounce it. Our Cuban cousins, -you know, like our cousins in Porto Rico, are descended from the -dark-eyed, dark-haired Spanish people. Their forefathers came over seas -from Spain to Cuba, as the English colonists came across the ocean to -our country, which is now the United States. - -Yet we must remember that the Spanish people and the English people -are near akin in the great human family. They both belong to the white -race; and so we shall call our black-eyed little neighbour our near -cousin. Welcome, then, to our little Cuban cousin! - - - - -Contents - - - CHAPTER PAGE - I. DANGER 9 - II. THE PICNIC 17 - III. LEGENDS 29 - IV. NEXT-DOOR NEIGHBOURS 37 - V. SUGAR 45 - VI. THE QUARTERS 53 - VII. HOME AGAIN 61 - VIII. STARTLING NEWS 64 - IX. FIRST YEARS IN THE NEW WORLD 72 - X. THE MERRIMAC 81 - XI. VICTORY 90 - XII. HAVANA 97 - - - - -List of Illustrations - - - PAGE - MARIA _Frontispiece_ - "'I COUNTED THREE DIFFERENT FORTS OF THE ENEMY'" 21 - "THEY SAT BACK IN THE LOW, BROAD SEAT" 39 - "THE MACHINES MADE A STEADY, GRINDING SOUND" 50 - "'IT IS LIKE A BIG LIZARD'" 76 - "THE AMERICAN FLAG WAS WAVING AND PEACE RULED IN THE LAND" 100 - - - - -Our Little Cuban Cousin - - - - -CHAPTER I. - -DANGER. - - -"MARIA! Maria! Maria!" was the low call from some unknown direction. It -sounded like a whisper, yet it must have travelled from a distance. Low -as it was, the little girl dozing in the hammock in the lemon grove was -awake in an instant. She sprang out and stood with hands shading her -eyes, looking for the owner of the voice. - -She well knew what it meant. Ramon was the only one who had agreed to -call in this way. It was a sign of danger! It meant, "The enemy are -coming. Look out and get ready." Shouldn't you think our little Cuban -cousin would have trembled and cried, or at least run for protection to -her mother? - -Maria was only nine years old. She was a perfect fairy of a child, -with tiny hands and feet and soft black eyes. But she was used to war -by this time. She never knew when she went to sleep at night but that -her home would be burnt down by the cruel Spaniards before the end of -another day. - -Ramon got up before sunrise this morning. He had been away from home -for several hours. He had gone out in the country "to look around," as -he said. From his own front door the burning roofs of the houses of old -friends not a mile distant could be seen the night before. The Spanish -troops must be near. Who could say but that the boy's own home would -suffer next? - -He was tall and active, and he longed very much to help his people. -They had suffered much from their Spanish rulers and now they were -working hard for freedom. But Ramon's father had been ill for a long -time. He was growing weaker every day. The boy's mother looked very sad -at times. Her eyes filled with tears when she said: - -"My dear boy, you must not leave us now. Your duty lies at home. You -must be your father's right hand and protect your little sisters and -myself." - -The Diaz children lived in a cosy little home in the country. It -was only a few miles from Havana. Their father had a small sugar -plantation. He had been able to raise enough sugar to buy everything -the family needed until lately. But now times were very hard. It was -not easy to sell the sugar; besides this, the good man and his family -were in constant danger. - -What had they done? you ask. Nothing. They did not love their Spanish -rulers, to be sure, and they believed their countrymen were fighting -justly to free their beautiful island home. They would help these -countrymen, or insurgents, as they were called, if they had a chance. - -But Maria's father had never, himself, fought against the Spaniards. He -was a quiet, kindly gentleman, and he had no love for war. What did the -Spaniards care for that? They might say to themselves: - -"This man has a pleasant home. He raises sugar. He may give food and -shelter to those daring Cuban soldiers. Then they can keep up their -strength and be able to keep up the fight against us all the longer." - -So far Maria's home had been spared. Although many other houses near -her had been burned, hers stood safe and unharmed yet. But "To-morrow -is another day," the child often repeated to herself, after the manner -of her people. That meant, "Although I am safe now, no one knows what -will come next." Then Maria would sigh for a moment and look sad. But -she was naturally merry and gay, and the next moment would be dancing -about and humming a lively tune. - -What news was her brave brother bringing this morning? As soon as he -came in sight, Maria ran to meet him. The sun was very hot and the -little girl's head was bare, but she did not think of these things. The -Spaniards! The Spaniards! made the only picture she could see. - -As soon as she was within easy call, Ramon told her that a company of -the enemy was only two miles away. He had been very close to them. He -had even heard them talking together while he hid in the bushes. - -"Just think, Maria," he exclaimed, "they were laughing at the easy time -they would have in breaking our spirit. They said that before long -they would starve us into giving up. I rather think they won't. Do you -know, Maria, I believe God will send us help if we are only patient. -The Americans live so near us, I don't see how they can help taking our -part, when they know the way we are treated. But come, we must hurry -and tell father the news. He will know what we ought to do to get ready -for a visit to-day." - -The children hurried to the house, and soon every one was in a state -of the greatest excitement. When Seņor Diaz was told of the approach -of the Spaniards, he said, in his gentle voice, "We would best have a -picnic." - -The children looked greatly astonished at the idea of a picnic at such -a time, but their father went on to explain. He had often thought of -the coming of the Spanish troops. He had made a plan in case he should -hear of their approach. The house should be locked up; all the family -should go down to the shore of a small lake a quarter of a mile back -in the woods. The path that led to this lake was so hidden that a -stranger would not know it was there. Ramon could lead the oxen; the -father thought that he was strong enough to guide the horse to the -picnic-ground. - -If the Spaniards found no one about the house, and no animals worth -capturing, they might possibly pass by without doing any harm. - -Seņora Diaz and old black Paulina got a hasty luncheon ready. Maria -said she must certainly take her sewing materials, for she was going to -embroider some insurgent emblems. Her little sister, Isabella, carried -her pet kitten in her arms, and cried because the parrot must be left -behind. - -"He'll be so lonesome," she said; "and I just know he'll call -'Isabella' all day long." - -The dear little girl cried hard, but everybody's hands were so full -that Mr. Poll was left in the house. A big linen cloth was stretched -over the cage. If kept in the dark, he would probably be still, and not -attract the attention of the soldiers, if they stopped and looked in. -The black man servant, Miguel, stayed behind to shut up the chickens in -barrels, but would follow the rest of the party in a few moments. - -The path led in and out through the beautiful southern woods. There -were cocoanut-palms and ebony and mahogany trees, while underneath were -creeping vines and bushes, making a close thicket of underbrush. There -was no talking. The family crept along as quietly as possible, lest -they should be heard and followed. For by this time the enemy must be -very near. - - - - -CHAPTER II. - -THE PICNIC. - - -IN a few minutes the lake was in sight. It was a very pretty sheet of -water. A tiny boat rocked to and fro close to the shore, for Ramon and -Maria often came here to row about the quiet lake. - -Ramon soon had two hammocks swinging between the trees for his father -and mother. The lunch was spread out on the ground, as it was already -past the time for the noonday meal. - -"What did they have to eat?" you ask. There were some delicate white -rolls, that Paulina knew how to make so nicely. There was guava jelly -to eat on the rolls; fresh lemons and newly made sugar from which to -make a refreshing drink. Besides these, there was plenty of cold fried -chicken. Could any children have a nicer picnic lunch than this, even -if a long time had been spent in getting ready for it? - -The guava jelly looked just as clear and beautiful as that which is -brought to America, and sold here at such a high price. Did you ever -see it in the stores of Boston or New York, and think how nice it must -taste? Perhaps your mother has bought it for you when you were getting -well after a long illness, and wished to tempt your appetite by some -new dainty. Maria has several guava-trees near her home. Paulina makes -so much jelly from the ripe fruit that perhaps the little girl does not -realise how nice it is. - -After the lunch, Seņor Diaz stretched himself in one of the hammocks -for a quiet rest. He was very tired after his walk through the woods. -He was also troubled over the sad state of things in his country, and -was worried that he was not strong enough to take a more active part -against the enemy. His wife lay down in the other hammock for a noonday -nap, after which she promised to help Maria in her sewing. - -Paulina gathered the remains of the lunch and put things in order, -while the three children rowed around the lake. - -"Won't you hear me read out of my primer, Maria?" said Isabella. -"Ramon, dear, give your oars a rest, and float for a little while. You -can listen, too, and I know you'll like my lesson to-day." - -The little girl was just learning to read, and she had a book printed -by the insurgents. No one had to urge her to study, for even her own -little primer was made up of stories about the war. She had tucked her -loved book in the loose waist of her dress when she left the house. No -one had noticed it before. - -[Illustration: "'I COUNTED THREE DIFFERENT FORTS OF THE ENEMY'"] - -"Why, yes, my darling sister, certainly I will listen, and help you -with the big words, too," answered Maria, while Ramon drew in his oars, -and lay back in the boat with a pleasant smile. Of course the words -were all Spanish, because that was the only language the children had -ever learned. Isabella read: - -"My papa is in the army of the Cubans. He fights to make us free. Do -you hear the cannon roar? Our men will bring victory. Long live Cuba!" - -When Isabella came to the word "victory," Maria had to help her. It was -such a big word for the six-year-old child to pronounce. She looked at -it again and again, repeating it slowly to herself. Then she said: - -"I'll never fail on that word again, Maria, no matter where it is. How -I would like to see it in great big letters on a silk banner! I'd wave -it all day long." - -This was a good deal for such a little girl to say, but then, you -know, she was living in the midst of war. - -"Good for you," said her brother; "we'll all live yet to see the words -of your primer come true. Long live free Cuba! I say. But come, let's -go on shore, and play war. You and Maria can be the Spaniards, and -I'll be the insurgent army. You just see how I will make short work of -taking you prisoners." - -The children landed under a big cotton-tree. They made a fort out of -dead branches which they gathered. This fort was to belong to the -Spanish troops. The two girls placed themselves behind it, and stood -ready to defend themselves. It was not many minutes before Ramon took -them by surprise, and dragged them to the boat, which stood for the -Cuban headquarters. - -"Do you know," said the boy, when they stopped to rest a few minutes -from their sport, "I counted three different forts of the enemy during -my tramp this morning. The cowardly Spaniards don't dare to march very -far away from those forts. They really don't give our men a chance to -have a good fair battle. They think by having plenty of forts they can -keep our soldiers from getting into the cities. Then they will scare -the rest of us who live in the country from feeding them. In that way -we will be starved into giving in. We'll see, that's all." - -By this time Maria could see that her mother had waked up and left the -hammock. - -"She will be ready to help me with my work now," said Maria. "Don't you -want to come and watch me embroider, Isabella?" - -The two girls were soon sitting beside their mother, while Ramon went -with Miguel on a hunt for birds. The insurgent emblems which Maria was -so eager to make were to be given to the Cuban soldiers. They were to -wear beneath their coats. Suppose that an insurgent should stop at any -place, and ask for food and rest; how would the people know that he -was true to his country, and not a friend of the Spaniards? He could -show his little piece of flannel with the watchword of the Cubans -embroidered upon it. That was the only thing needed. The people would -be safe now in giving him help. - -Maria did her work very nicely. She made a scalloped edge with red silk -all around the white cloth. A crimson heart on a green cross must then -be made, with underneath these words: - -"Be of good cheer. The heart of Jesus is with me." - -Two hours went by before Ramon came back. Miguel and he were bringing -a large net full of birds. Of course, they had done no shooting. That -would not have been wise when Spanish soldiers might be near to hear -the noise. No, they had searched through the woods till they found -some sour orange trees. The fruit was ripe now and there were sure to -be numbers of parrots around. They could be caught in the net that -Miguel had brought from the house that morning. They had to creep along -very quietly so as to take the birds by surprise. - -They had great success, it seemed; but what would the family do with -a dozen dead parrots? Eat them, to be sure. Paulina would make a fine -stew for dinner that very night. That is, of course, if they were -fortunate enough to find the house still standing when they reached -home. The flesh of this bird is tough, and one wonders that Ramon and -Maria are so fond of parrot stew. In Cuba there are many nicer birds -for eating. But each one has his own tastes. No two people are alike, -we have found out long ago. - -"I discovered something in the woods that I want to show you girls," -said Ramon. "It's only a little ways off. Won't you come, too, mamma? -It's the dearest little nest I ever saw in my life. It must belong to a -humming-bird." - -Ramon's mother and the children followed him till the boy stopped in -front of a low bush. Hidden away under the leaves was the tiny nest. -It was no bigger than a large thimble. It was made of cotton, bound -together with two or three horse-hairs. - -"I'm sure I couldn't have sewed it as well as that," said Maria. "See -how the threads are woven in and out. It's wonderful what birds can -do. But look at the eggs, mamma dear. See! there are two of them. They -aren't any bigger than peas." - -Just then the children heard a fluttering of tiny wings. It was Mrs. -Humming-Bird who had come home. She was troubled at the sight of the -strangers. - -"Did you ever before see such a small bird?" whispered Isabella. -"She looks like a butterfly, and a small one, too. Aren't her colours -beautiful?" - -"We would best let her go back to her nest, now, my dears," said Seņora -Diaz. "You can watch, Ramon, and find out when the baby birds hatch. We -shall all like to see them, I'm sure." - -They left the bush and turned back toward the lake. Ramon stopped -again, however, when they came to a small lace-wood tree. - -"You know you asked me to get you some of the wood to trim your doll's -dress, Isabella. Here is a good chance to get it. I'll follow you in a -few minutes." - -Ramon took out his knife, and soon the young tree was cut away from the -roots. It would take some time to strip off the bark. It must be done -carefully and peeled off in one piece, so as to leave the pith of the -tree quite smooth and whole. Several strips of delicate lace could be -obtained from this pith. Now Isabella would be able to dress her doll -in great elegance. She could ruffle the lace on the waist and flounces -of the doll's skirt and make it look as beautiful as though it cost a -good deal of money. Isabella herself has a dress trimmed with the lace, -but Paulina needs to be very careful when she irons it. It was growing -dark when Ramon arrived at the shore with his tree. - -"We will go back now," said Seņor Diaz, "and see if the soldiers have -left us our home." - -All were soon making their way back to the house, which they found -unharmed. Nothing had been touched by the enemy. Perhaps they had not -thought it worth while to stop. At any rate, there was great joy in the -Diaz family that evening as they sat on the balcony, sipping cups of -hot sweetened water. The times were so hard they could not buy coffee, -and _guaraba_, as they called it, was the next best thing. Maria is -very fond of it. - -The children were so tired from the day's excitement that by eight -o'clock they were quite ready to go to dreamland. Isabella started -first. She went up to her father and, placing her tiny hands across her -breast, looked up into his eyes with a sweet, solemn look. He knew at -once what it meant. She was asking an evening blessing before leaving -him for the night. Every one in the room stopped talking; all bowed -their heads while the kind father said: - -"May God bless my darling child, and all others of this household." - -Maria and Ramon followed Isabella's example, and soon the children were -sound asleep. Isabella dreamed that she taught her loved parrot to say -"Liberty," and was delighted at her success. - - - - -CHAPTER III. - -LEGENDS. - - -THE next morning it rained quite hard, so the children had to stay in -the house. - -"What shall we do with ourselves?" said Maria. "Oh, I know. We'll ask -father to tell us stories." - -"What shall it be to-day?" he asked. "Do you want a tale of old Spain, -or shall it be the life of Columbus; or maybe you would like a fairy -story?" - -"A fairy story! A fairy story!" all cried together. - -"Very well, then, this shall be a tale that our people heard in Europe -a thousand years ago. - -"It was long before Columbus dreamed of his wonderful voyages across -the Atlantic. It was before people had even thought of the idea of the -roundness of the earth. They had such queer fancies in those days. Few -men dared to sail far into the West. They believed that if they did so -they would come into a place of perfect darkness. - -"Still they had one legend of a land across the Atlantic that was very -beautiful. Many of our greatest men believed in it. It was called the -Island of Youth, and people who reached it could live for ever, and -never grow old." - -"What made them think there was such a place?" asked Maria, with -wide-open eyes. - -"They had heard that long ago there was a very brave young man. He -had a wonderful horse as white as the foam of the ocean. Strange to -say, this horse could carry him through the water more safely than the -stoutest boat. As he was looking for adventure, he started off on the -back of his fairy steed to cross the ocean. - -"After he had travelled for some distance, he stopped to kill a -giant who had enchanted a princess. When the giant was dead, and the -beautiful maiden was free once more, he travelled on till he came to a -land where the trees were loaded with birds. The air was filled with -their sweet music. - -"He stayed in this land for a hundred years. He was merry and gay all -the time. He was never ill, and never tired." - -"But wasn't he lonesome?" asked Ramon. "I should think he would wish -for other company besides the birds." - -"Oh, there were many other people there, of course, and as our -traveller was fond of shooting, he had great sport hunting the deer. - -"But at last something happened to make him think of his old home and -friends. It was a rusty spear that came floating to the shore one day. -It must have travelled across the ocean. The young man grew sad with -longing for the scenes of his early days. He mounted his white steed -once more, plunged into the ocean, and at last reached his own home. - -"But think, children. It was a hundred years since he had seen it. His -old friends were all dead. The people seemed like dwarfs. I suppose he -must have grown in size and strength while away on the Island of Youth. -At any rate, his own home was not what he expected to find it. He had -no wish to live longer. He lay down and died. The Island of Youth had -not been such a great blessing to him, after all. - -"Another story used to be told in Spain of the Island of Seven Cities. -It was a legend of our own Cuba, for all we know. People said that a -thousand years before Columbus crossed the Atlantic, an archbishop was -driven away from Spain. Why was it? He was untrue to his king. He -sailed far from his country with a goodly company of men and women. - -"After a long voyage they reached a land which they called Antilla. -There were people already living here. They were kind and gentle. - -"The archbishop divided the land into seven parts. He built churches -and other fine buildings. He got the natives to help him. All lived -together in peace and happiness. - -"But look, children, the rain has stopped falling, and the sun is -shining. You can go outdoors now, and amuse yourselves. Before you -leave, however, let me ask you a question in geography. - -"Cuba is shaped like what animal? Think how long and narrow it is, and -of the ridge of mountains running through the centre of the island. I -will give you until to-morrow to guess the answer. - -"And, by the way, did you ever think that our home is really the top of -a row of mountains reaching up from the floor of the ocean? Ah, what -wonders would be seen in the valleys below us, if we could journey -under the water, and explore it for ourselves!" - -Just as the good man stopped speaking, Miguel knocked at the door. Two -ragged little girls were standing at his side. They were strangers. -Where had they come from during the hard rain of the morning? - -It seemed that Miguel had been tramping through the woods after game. -He did not care for the rain. He was a good-natured servant, and was -always ready to make pleasant surprises for the family. When he was -about four miles from home, he came upon an unexpected camp. There were -about thirty people in it. There, on the mountainside, they had made -rough huts to live in. There were not only men and women, but little -children, also. They had been here for two or three weeks. - -What a sad story they had to tell! It was the old story. They wished -to be peaceful; they did not join the army of the Cubans. Still, they -might possibly help them in some little way. But they did not go to -the great city. They fled to the woods on the mountainside. They kept -themselves from starving by gathering berries and wild fruit. Their -children were sent out every morning to the country homes which were -not too far off to beg for food and help. - -"Poor little children!" exclaimed Maria, when Miguel had finished his -story. "We will help you all we can, won't we, papa?" And the child's -eyes were full of tears, as she said: - -"We may be homeless like them, yet." - -Isabella ran to call her mother and ask her help. Clothing was -collected, and all the food the family could spare was put into -baskets. It was far too large a load for the little girls to carry, so -Ramon and Miguel went with them. - -"What a good servant Miguel is!" said Seņor Diaz to his wife, after -they were gone. "So many of the blacks are lazy, and only think of -their own comfort. But Miguel is always good-natured and ready to -help." - - - - -CHAPTER IV. - -NEXT-DOOR NEIGHBOURS. - - -IT was a beautiful Sunday morning. The birds were singing gaily -outside. Maria opened her eyes. Perhaps she would have slept longer if -she had not been wakened by a sound in the next room. It was Ramon who -was calling. - -"Say, Maria, what shall we do to-day while father and mother are gone -to church? Let's go over to the plantation. You know we've been invited -ever so many times, and it is such fun watching the men at work." - -"All right," said Maria, "but there's no hurry. We will wait till after -the folks have gone before we start." - -Just beyond the home of the Diaz children was an immense sugar -plantation. It covered at least a square mile of land. The rich planter -who owned it employed more than a hundred black men. It was cutting -season now, and the work was carried on day and night, both Sundays -and week-days. Sunday afternoon, however, was a half-holiday, even -in the busiest time, and the black people then gave themselves up to -merrymaking, no matter how tired they were. - -[Illustration: "THEY SAT BACK IN THE LOW, BROAD SEAT"] - -By nine o'clock Seņor Diaz and his wife had left home in the -oddest-looking carriage you ever heard of. It was a _volante_. There -is nothing like it anywhere else in the world. It looked somewhat like -an old-fashioned chaise. It had immense wheels, and the shafts were at -least sixteen feet long. - -We think at once, how clumsily one must move along in such a carriage. -But it is not so. It is the best thing possible for travelling over the -rough roads of Cuba. It swings along from side to side so easily -that a person is not bumped or jostled as he would be in any other kind -of carriage. But one does not see many new volantes in Cuba now. They -are going out of fashion. - -Seņor Diaz was very proud of this carriage when it was new. It was -trimmed with bands of silver. It had beautiful silk cushions. Even now, -the good man and his wife looked quite elegant as they sat back in the -low, broad seat. Isabella sat between them. - -Miguel rode on the horse's back as driver. He wore a scarlet jacket -trimmed with gold braid. He had on high boots with spurs at his heels. -He felt very proud. It made very little difference to him that his coat -was badly torn and the braid was tarnished. These were war-times and -one could not expect new clothes. - -"If the people at the great house invite you to stay till evening, you -may do so," said Seņor Diaz to his two older children just as he was -driving away. "I know you will be gentlemanly, Ramon; and Maria dear, -my little daughter will certainly be quiet and ladylike." - -Away swung the volante down the road, while Ramon and Maria put on -their wide straw hats and started across the fields for the rich sugar -planter's home. They looked very pretty as they moved along under the -shade-trees. Both were barefooted; Maria wore a simple white dress, and -Ramon a linen shirt and trousers. - -They reached their neighbour's grounds in a few minutes. They soon -found themselves in front of a large, low house with beautiful gardens -and shade-trees around it. But of what was the house made? It was of -the same material as Maria's home, yet we see nothing like it in our -own country. It was neither brick, nor wood, nor stone. Maria would say -to us: - -"Why, this is 'adobe,' and it keeps out the sun's hot rays nicely. -Don't you know what adobe is? It is a mixture of clay and sand dried by -the sun. Some people call it unburnt brick. It was nearly white when -the house was new, but now you see it is quite yellow." - -There was no glass in the window-cases. In such a warm land as Cuba -glass would keep out the air too much, and the people inside would -suffer from the heat. But there were iron bars across the casements; -there were also shutters to protect the house from the sun and rain. - -The children went in at the door, opened by a black servant. She looked -kind and pleasant, and showed two rows of white teeth as she smiled at -the young visitors. A gorgeous yellow bandanna was wound around her -head. - -"Come right in, little dears. Massa and missus will be glad to see -you; little Miss Lucia has been wishing for company to-day." - -She led Ramon and Maria into a large sitting-room with two rows of -rocking-chairs opposite each other. They stretched nearly from one end -of the room to the other. There was scarcely any other furniture. - -A minute afterward, Lucia opened the door. She was about Maria's age -and very pretty. But she was dressed like a grown-up young lady. She -carried in her hand a dainty little fan, which she moved gracefully as -she talked. - -"Oh, I am so glad to see you," she cried. "But let us go out into the -garden; it is much pleasanter there; don't you think so? I want to show -you my sensitive plant. Did you ever have one?" - -Maria and Ramon had heard their father speak of this plant, but they -had never happened to see one themselves. They followed Lucia out on -the balcony. A morning-glory vine was trailing up the trelliswork. It -was bright with its delicate blossoms, pink and blue and purple. Close -beside it was the sensitive plant. - -"It came up of itself," said Lucia. "That is, you know, it was not -planted by any one. You see its leaves are wide open now. It is keeping -the morning-glory blossoms company. Perhaps they are talking together. -Who knows? But when night comes it will close up in the same way as the -petals of its next-door neighbour." - -"Now, Ramon, just touch the leaves gently." - -"Why, it acts as if afraid of me, doesn't it?" said the boy. "See how -it shrinks away, even before I take hold of it. I declare, it knows -more than some animals." - -"Would you like to ride around the plantation? We have three ponies; so -each one of us can have one," said their little hostess. - -Her visitors were delighted at the idea. While a servant was sent for -the ponies the children sat down under a royal palm-tree. It stood at -least sixty feet high. Its trunk was perfectly straight. Far up at the -top was the wide-spreading plume of leaves. There were no branches at -the sides. - -"I just love this tree," said Lucia. "It seems so strong as well as -beautiful. Isn't it queer that the trunk of such a big tree should be -hollow?" - -"I think it queerer still that the roots should be so small and fine," -answered Ramon. "Did you ever eat what is found at the top of the royal -palm? Everybody says it is delicious." - -"Yes, we had it boiled once for a dinner-party," said Lucia. "It was -delicious, but you know it kills the tree to take it off; so father -says it is almost wicked to get it. I think he is right." - - - - -CHAPTER V. - -SUGAR. - - -BY this time the ponies had been brought up, and the young riders -started off. - -How high the sugar-canes stood! The children could not see over the -tops, even from their ponies' backs. The long, narrow leaves hung down -much like our own Indian corn. Far up on each plant was a feathery -white plume. The stalks were now a golden yellow colour. This was -Mother Nature's sign that the cane was full of sap. - -At Maria's home the cane had been already cut and made into sugar. But -there were only two or three fields. Here, on Lucia's plantation, there -were hundreds of acres. The men had been working for weeks already, -and it was not yet half cut. - -"Oh, look, Ramon!" said Maria, "see that dear little black baby asleep -between the canes. She can't be more than two years old. The other -children must have gone away and forgotten her." - -Ramon jumped down, and, picking up the little tot, lifted her up in -front of him on the pony's back. She had been waked up so suddenly that -she began to cry. But when the others smiled at her she rolled her big -eyes around, and soon began to laugh. She was going to have a ride with -white children, and that was a grand event in her life. - -A turn in the rough road showed an ox-cart ahead. How small the Cuban -oxen are! But they are such gentle, patient creatures, a child could -drive them. How they pushed ahead with their heavy load! - -When they were young a hole had been bored through the centre of their -nostrils, and an iron ring was passed through. When the oxen were -harnessed a rope was fastened on each side of this ring. The black -driver held the ends of the rope, and guided the oxen. He had no whip, -for it was not needed. - -"Let's follow him up to the top of the hill," said Lucia. "He must -carry his load to the boiler-house that way, and I do like to watch the -oxen go down a steep place. There, see! The man will not even get off; -he's perfectly safe." - -As the heavily loaded wagon passed over the brow of the hill, the oxen -squatted down like dogs, and seemed to slide rather than walk, till -they reached the foot. - -"Bravo!" shouted Ramon. "I'd trust such creatures anywhere. They ought -to be rewarded with a good supper to-night. And now that they have -reached level ground see how well they trot along. These dear little -ponies cannot do much better." - -The children still followed the ox-cart, and soon reached the -sugar-mill. Immense machines were crushing the canes, and the sap was -flowing into great tanks from which it was afterward taken to be boiled. - -"What does the molasses come from?" you may ask. All Cuban children -would tell you at once that it is the drippings from the newly made -sugar. - -Lucia's father does not sell his molasses, as do many other planters. -He thinks it is not worth while. You cannot guess what use he makes of -it. His work-people spread it on the ground to make it richer for the -next year's crop. - -His wife does not think of having it used in cooking, either, as -American women do, and so Lucia has never tasted gingerbread in her -life. Perhaps you feel sorry for her. Never mind. She enjoys sucking -the juice from the fresh sugar-cane as well as the black children on -her father's plantation; she has as much of this as she wishes, so she -never misses the molasses cookies and cakes you like so much. - -"Lucia, how is it your father keeps on having the cane cut?" asked -Ramon, as the children stood watching the sap boiling down to sugar. -"You know, don't you, a new law has been passed ordering the work -stopped? It is all because the Spaniards are afraid that the poor -insurgents will get food and help from the sugar planters." - -"Yes, I know," answered Lucia. "I heard father talking about it. He -said he had paid the government a large sum of money to let him keep -on. So he's all right. But perhaps I ought not to have said this, for -it is his own business, and I should not repeat what I hear." - -The children entered the sugar-mill, and stood watching the workers. -Every one was so busy that no notice was taken of the young visitors. -Here were great troughs full of the canes which were being crushed by -heavy rollers; the juice was flowing fast into the tanks below. And -there were the caldrons full of the boiling syrup; by their sides stood -men with long, heavy skimmers stirring the juice, and taking off the -scum which rose to the surface. - -[Illustration: "THE MACHINES MADE A STEADY, GRINDING SOUND"] - -There were large, shallow pans close by, where the sugar was placed to -cool. The air was full of the sweet smell of the sugar; the engines -were clanking noisily; the machines made a steady, grinding sound, and, -above all, the cries of the negroes could be heard, as they called to -each other at their work. - -A few minutes was long enough for the children to stay in this busy, -steaming place. Then they went out again into the bright, clear air. -After giving the black baby into the charge of one of the negro girls -who was standing near by, our little cousins mounted their ponies, -and rode slowly back to the house. - -They passed field after field where men were cutting down the tall -sugar-canes. How rapidly they moved along, leaving the ground quite -clear, as they passed over it! Was it such hard work? They certainly -bent over very much as they lifted the heavy, clumsy tools in their -hands. These tools looked somewhat like long cheese-knives, only they -were much thicker and heavier. - -Ramon would say, "Why, those are machetes. I wish I could use one now -in defending my country. Many a brave insurgent has nothing else to -fight with excepting the machete he brought from his little farm. No -guns can be obtained, for the Spaniards hold the cities, and will not -allow any weapons to get to the Cubans. But those machetes will do -great good yet." - -As the boy watched the men working, he was thinking how differently -he would like to use the machete, but he did not say anything of this -kind to Lucia. He was just a little afraid that her father was not as -anxious for Cuba to be free as he and his own parents were. - -When the children reached the house, Lucia's parents insisted that -Ramon and Maria should spend the day, and a delicious luncheon was now -waiting for them. - -"This afternoon," said the planter, "you may go over to the quarters -and see the fun. You know it is a half-holiday, and there will be great -good times among the blacks." - - - - -CHAPTER VI. - -THE QUARTERS. - - -AFTER a little rest in the garden, the children started out once more. -This time they chose to walk, taking Lucia's big dog with them for -company. - -Even before they started, they could hear the sound of drums and -shouting and laughter coming from the quarters. They did not have far -to go before they came upon a crowd of black children. The boys were -having a game of ball. It was so confused it would be hard to describe -it. It certainly could not be called baseball, nor anything like it. - -And here were the cabins, built close together. Cocoanut and mango -trees shaded the little huts. Near each one was a small garden where -the people raised the vegetables they liked best. Okra was sure to be -seen here, for what old mammy could be satisfied with her Sunday dinner -unless she had some of this delicious plant in at least one of the -dishes? Here also was the chicota, much like our summer squash, and -corn, on which the pigs must be fattened. - -As for fruits, there were custard-apple and sour-sop trees, the -maumee, looking much like a melon; besides many other things which -grow so easily in the warm lands. Chickens were running about in every -direction, while there seemed as many pens with pigs grunting inside as -there were cabins. - -How happy the people all seemed! That is, all but a baby here and there -who had been forgotten by his mother and was crying to keep himself -company as he sprawled about on the ground. And how grand the women -thought themselves in the bright red and yellow bandannas wound around -their heads! - -You may be sure that all of the jewelry the people owned was worn that -day. Maria could not help smiling at one young girl who had immense -rings in her ears, three chains of glass beads around her neck, heavy -brass rings on her fingers, and broad bracelets that clinked together -on her arms. She strutted around as proudly as the peacocks near by. - -They are handsome birds, but very vain and silly, like this poor black -girl who seemed to admire herself so greatly. She tossed her head from -side to side as she got ready to lead the dance. - -The drummer bent to his work with all his heart; one pair of dancers -after another took their places, and moved in perfect time with faster -and faster steps. The crowd of bystanders watched them in admiration. - -Under the shade of a mango-tree two black children were playing a game -of dominoes. - -"What a nice set it is," said Ramon to his sister. "I am going to ask -them if they bought it. It must have cost quite a big sum for them to -spend." - -The older of the two players heard Ramon's words. He looked up with a -proud smile that made his mouth stretch from ear to ear as he said: - -"I made them all myself, little master. I got the wood from an -ebony-tree." - -"But of what did you make the white points set into the dominoes?" -asked Ramon. "They look like ivory." - -"I cut them out of alligator's teeth, little master. Now didn't I do -well?" - -This was said with another broad grin and a big roll of his eyes that -made Lucia and Maria laugh in spite of themselves. - -"Well, I should say so," answered Ramon. - -"You deserve a medal. But can you read and write? A boy as smart as you -ought to go to school." - -"No, little master. But that doesn't trouble me any. I don't need any -learning," was the answer. And no doubt the little fellow had no idea -but that he was as well off as any one need be. He could play in the -sunshine all day long and he had plenty of good food. Wasn't his mother -a fine cook, though! He was right in thinking so, too, for she could -make the nicest "messes" out of the herbs and vegetables growing in the -little garden behind the cabin. - -There were melons and plantains in abundance; salt fish or jerked beef -to eat every day, and a long sleep at night on a straw bed in the -cabin. Oh, life was a lovely thing! And what should the little black -boy know of the cruel war and the Cuban children who had been driven -away from their homes? To be sure, he had heard sad stories in his -life, but they were about the old times when his people were brought -to Cuba as slaves. He had listened to his father's tales of slavery, -although he himself had been free ever since he was a little child. - -The boy's grandfather was born far away in Africa where the sun was -always hot. He had lived a wild, happy life in his little village under -the palm-trees by the side of a broad river. As he grew up he hunted -the panther and the elephant, and made scarecrows to frighten away the -monkeys from the corn-fields. He was very happy. - -But one day a band of white men took the village by surprise. They -took many other prisoners besides himself. The poor blacks were put in -chains and driven on board boats in which the white men had come to the -place. - -Down the river they sailed, never more to see their little thatched -homes and have gay feasts under the palms. At last they came to the -great ocean, where a large vessel was waiting for them. As they were -packed away in the hold of the vessel, no notice was taken of their -cries except a lash of the whip, now and then, across their bare backs. - -Then came the long voyage, and the dreadful seasickness in the crowded -hold of the vessel. Many died before the shores of Cuba came in sight. -But when those who still lived were able once more to stand on dry land -they were too weak and sick to care where they should go next. - -In a few days, however, they found themselves working under masters on -the sugar plantations, and making new homes and friends among those who -were slaves like themselves. - -The little domino player told Manuel that his grandfather worked so -faithfully that after awhile he was given a part of each day for his -own use. In this way he earned money enough to buy his own freedom -as well as his wife's. But he had children growing up who were still -slaves. He wished them to be free also. - -Then came an order from the Spanish rulers that all the slaves should -be gradually given their liberty. But this was not till many years -after their black brothers in America had been set free by that great -man, President Lincoln. - - - - -CHAPTER VII. - -HOME AGAIN. - - -AFTER Ramon and Maria got home that night they told Paulina about their -visit to the quarters, and their talk with the little domino player. -Paulina knew him well, and said he was a very bright and good boy. - -"Some of those little negroes are too lazy," she declared, "but Pedro -is always busy. I wish he could go to school, for he will make a smart -man." - -She went on to tell more of the old days. There was one story of which -she was very fond. It was of a cargo of slaves who were being brought -to Cuba. They outwitted their masters. This was the way they did it. - -After the ship had been sailing for many days, it began to leak badly. -The water poured in so fast that all hands were kept busy pumping it -out. It seemed, after a while, to rush in faster than the men could -get it out. The ship's carpenter went around the vessel, and hunted in -every part, but could not find a single leak. - -"It is the work of the evil one," cried the captain. - -The slaves wrung their hands, and wailed, while the crew worked at the -pumps till they were quite worn out. When it seemed as though the ship -must soon sink, an island came in sight. The Spaniards quickly lowered -provisions and water into the small boats, and rowed away, leaving the -slaves to die, as they supposed. - -But they had no sooner got well out of reach than the ship began to -rise out of the water. The black people could be seen dancing about on -the deck in delight. The sails were set to the wind, and away sped the -vessel. - -How was it possible? This was the whole story. The prisoners had gotten -hold of some knives, with which they cut through the outer planking of -the vessel. Of course, it began to leak sadly. But when the carpenter -searched for these leaks the slaves had cleverly filled the holes with -plugs packed with oakum, and he could not find them. - -In this way the whole cargo of negroes succeeded in getting out of the -clutches of the Spaniards. Old Paulina chuckled as she told the story -and thought of the cleverness of her people. - - - - -CHAPTER VIII. - -STARTLING NEWS. - - -IT was a pleasant evening in February. The children felt gay and happy, -for their father was getting so much stronger. Why, this very day he -had walked with them a mile in an excursion to a cave. Miguel had told -them such wonderful things about it, they begged their father to take -them there. Although they lived so near, they had never happened to -visit it before. - -When they reached the spot, they were obliged to crouch down in order -to enter the cave. The opening was merely a small hole between the -rocks. But, as they crept down under the ground, the passage grew -wider, and led into a large room. - -"Do you suppose Robinson Crusoe's cave was anything like this?" Maria -asked her brother. - -But the answer was, "I don't think so; you know it was not beautiful. -And see here, Maria, look at those shining pendants hanging from the -roof. They are as clear as diamonds. Oh, look down beside your feet; -there are more of those lovely things; they are reaching up to meet -those coming from above." - -"What makes them, papa?" - -Seņor Diaz then explained to the children that there must be a great -deal of lime in the rocks overhead, and that, when the water slowly -filtered through the roof of the cave, it brought with it the lime -which formed in these wonderful crystals. - -"People pay great sums of money for precious stones," said their -father, "but what could be more beautiful than these shining pyramids! -The pendants hanging from the roof are called stalactites. Those -reaching up from the floor of the cave are stalagmites. Do you suppose -you can remember such hard words, my dear little Isabella? But come, -children, I have something else to show you here." - -He led the children to a little pond, in which they could dimly see, by -the light of the torch, fish sporting about in the water. - -"Those fishes are happy as can be, yet they are perfectly blind. I made -some experiments years ago that led me to discover it. You see how dark -it is. The creatures living here would have no use for eyesight, so -they gradually became blind. We can only keep the organs of our body in -good condition by using them." - -It was no wonder the children enjoyed the day with their father, as -he always had so much of interest to tell them. This evening, as they -sat on the balcony, Maria was talking about the fish that lived in -darkness, when Ramon suddenly exclaimed: - -"Look! look! the garden is fairly alive with lights. The cucujos are -giving us a display of fireworks. Let's catch them, and have some fun. -Except in the rainy season, it is not often that we see so many." He -ran into the house for a candle, and the three children were soon -chasing the cucujos along the walks. - -The light of the candle attracted the insects, then it was an easy -matter to catch hundreds of them in a fine thread net. We should call -them fireflies, but they are much larger and more brilliant than any -insect we have ever seen. - -As they floated along above the flowers, Maria said they always made -her think of fairies with their torch-bearers. The light was soft -and cloud-like, yet it was bright enough to show the colours of the -flowers, although the night was quite dark. - -"Why not make a belt of them for your waists, as well as necklaces -and bracelets?" Ramon asked his sisters. "Then you can go in and show -yourselves to mother. You can tell her you are all ready for a party." - -"All right," answered the girls. "But you must help us, Ramon." - -How could the children do such things without hurting the beautiful -little creatures, we wonder. But they knew a way, as they had done them -before. - -Each cucujo has a tiny hook near its head, which can be fastened in a -person's clothing without harming it in the least. Grown-up ladies in -Havana often adorn themselves in this way when going to a party. They -look very brilliant, I assure you. - -It was not many minutes before Maria and Isabella were fairly ablaze -with lights. Then they danced into the house to be admired by their -parents. - -"Now let's take them off and put them in those wicker cages you made -last summer, Ramon," said Isabella. "I'm sure the poor little things -are tired of hanging from our clothes. They must wish to fly around -once more. They will not mind being shut up in the cages for a day or -two, if we give them plenty of sugar to eat." - -"All right, but I wouldn't keep them shut up long enough to make pets -of them," said her brother. "I cannot help believing they would rather -be free." - -As he said these words, there was a step on the garden walk, and a -moment later a strange man stood in front of the children. - -"Is your father at home?" he asked. "I have a message for him." - -Ramon hurried into the house. Seņor Diaz came out and spoke with the -stranger in low tones. When he went back into the sitting-room he -carried in his hand a piece of paper that looked perfectly blank. The -stranger had disappeared again into the darkness. - -"What did the children's good father do with that paper?" you ask. - -He went quickly to his desk and put it under lock and key. Nothing -could be done with it till the morning sun should light up the eastern -sky. - -"Then what?" you curiously ask again. - -If we could have watched Seņor Diaz, we should have seen him go to his -desk once more, take out the precious paper, and go over it with a hair -pencil dipped in a bottle of colorless liquid. - -After that, we should have seen Maria running with the paper to the -window, where the sun's rays would dry it quickly. Lo and behold! -writing began to appear which threw the whole family into a great state -of excitement. These were the words: - -"The U. S. warship _Maine_ has been blown up. The Americans are -roused. They believe without doubt that the Spaniards are the doers of -the terrible deed. Victory shall be ours at last, for the United States -will now surely take our part against Spain." - -There was no signature to the letter. - -That very night Maria's household were wakened by a brilliant light -pouring into their windows. It came from the burning plantation where -Lucia had her home. When morning dawned there was no trace of a -building left on the whole place. No person was injured, however, but -Lucia and her parents went to friends in Havana. The rich planter had -become a poor man in a single night. - -Who had set the fire? It was probably the insurgents, who had -discovered that the planter was a friend of the Spaniards and was -secretly working against the freedom of Cuba. - - - - -CHAPTER IX. - -FIRST YEARS IN THE NEW WORLD. - - -"PAPA dear," said Maria, one evening not long after this, "why did our -people ever leave Spain and come here to make a home for themselves? Of -course, they had heard what a beautiful island it is, but was that the -only reason?" - -"They had indeed heard this, my child, but they also believed they -could become rich by raising sugar-cane or tobacco. Great fortunes were -made in the old days on the plantations here. My own grandfather was a -very wealthy man. - -"But you know the story of Cuba since then. The heavy taxes and the -cruel laws of Spain caused my relatives, as well as thousands of other -families, to lose their fortunes. We have tried to free ourselves many -times but have not succeeded yet." - -"Well, don't be sad, papa dear; the good time is coming quickly now, -you know. We have not had as hard a time as the poor savages Columbus -found here, anyway. How I do pity them!" said Maria, with her eyes full -of tears. - -"Yes, they had a sad time of it indeed," her father went on. "They -thought at first the white men were angels and the boats they sailed -in were beautiful birds that had brought the visitors straight from -heaven. But they soon changed their minds. - -"Columbus was greatly excited when he looked upon the plants and trees -so different from any he had ever seen. He said: 'I will call this -place the "Pearl of the Antilles,"' and so it has been called to this -day. He also wrote of it, 'It is as much more grand and beautiful than -any other land as the day is brighter than the night.' - -"I suppose you know, Maria, that Columbus visited Cuba four times, and -yet he never discovered that it was an island." - -"I wish you would tell me more about the savages he found here," Maria -said. "Of course, I know there is not a trace of them left in the land. -Their hard work in the mines and the cruel treatment of the Spaniards -soon killed them off. Oh, it is a wicked, wicked shame!" - -"Their skins were bronze in colour, like the Indians of North America; -but they did not know where their own people came from. Once they were -asked this question by one of the white strangers. They only answered -by pointing their hands upward. It was as much as to say, 'From heaven!' - -"The women had long and beautiful hair, but the men had no beards -whatever. They painted their bodies with the red earth so common on -the island, and adorned their heads with the feathers of brilliant -birds. - -"They lived mostly in the open air, and slept in hammocks under the -trees. They made their hammocks out of the wild cotton you have seen -growing in the fields. The women spun and wove this into the only cloth -they ever used. - -"They had no gardens. They had no need to plough and plant, for nature -gave them all they needed. There were many fruits growing wild then, -as now. They picked the delicious mangoes, bananas, and custard-apples -which were so plentiful. They gathered the yams and maize which also -grew wild all over the island. What more could they wish?" - -"I should think they would have liked a little meat once in awhile," -said Maria, who had been very much interested in everything her father -said. - -[Illustration: "'IT IS LIKE A BIG LIZARD'"] - -"Certainly," he replied, "these savages liked hunting, and often -brought home game to be roasted. They were very fond of the meat of the -iguana. You have often seen this reptile, Maria." - -"Oh, I know," she replied; "Ramon shot one only the other day. It is -like a big lizard." - -"Yes, that is true. The Indians also hunted the voiceless dog, as we -sometimes call the creature even now. I hardly know why the Spaniards -gave it such a name. It is more like a rabbit than any other animal. -There were great numbers on the island in the old times." - -"You said the Indians slept mostly in hammocks," said Maria. "Didn't -they have any houses?" - -"Oh, yes, but they stayed in them very little, except during the -rains. They built them of wood and palm leaves. They were clustered -together in villages. Sometimes there were two or three hundred houses -in one settlement, while several families used one house in common." - -"How did they defend themselves?" Maria asked, as her father stopped -speaking. - -"They had lances pointed with sea shells, and wooden swords," he -replied. "These were more for show than for use, for you know they -were a sober, peaceful people. Such weapons would have been of little -use if they had tried to fight with the Spaniards. The easiest thing -would have been for them to leave the island and seek a new home. But -they were not wise enough for that, although they had large canoes in -which they might have travelled to some distance. They dug them out of -the trunks of trees. Some of them were large enough to hold fifty men. -Their oars were well shaped, but they used them only as paddles. They -had no row-locks. - -"They were a happy people, although quiet and serious in most of their -ways. They used to dance and sing at their merry-makings, and their -music was quite sweet." - -"Papa dear, if you are not too tired, won't you tell me again about the -great Spaniard who was entertained by the Indians? It was before they -learned to fear the white strangers, and they still believed they were -friends." - -"Let me see, little daughter. Oh, yes, now I know whom you mean. I told -you that story long ago. I am surprised you should remember it. - -"It was Bartholomew Columbus, who was sent to act as governor during -the admiral's absence. He passed from one place to another on the -island to collect tribute from the chiefs. These chiefs had already -learned how eager the Spaniards were for gold; so they gave it to the -governor freely and cheerfully. That is, of course, those who had it. -But if they could not give this they presented the white man with -quantities of the wild cotton. - -"There was one chief who prepared a grand entertainment in honour of -his visitors. A procession of women came out to meet them, each one -bearing a branch of the palm-tree. This was a sign of submission. After -the women, came a train of young girls with their long hair hanging -over their graceful shoulders. - -"A great feast was spread in the chief's palace and the visitors were -entertained with music and dancing. When night came, a cotton hammock -was given to each to sleep in. - -"For four days the feasting and games and dancing were kept up. Then -the visitors were loaded with presents and their dark-coloured hosts -kept them company for quite a distance as they journeyed onward to the -next stopping-place. - -"Could any people do more to show themselves friendly than these poor, -gentle savages? Ah! how sadly they were repaid for their trust in the -white men! - -"But come, we have thought enough about the past. Let us return to the -present and the great things that are daily happening around us." - - - - -CHAPTER X. - -THE MERRIMAC. - - -EVERY day now was full of excitement for the Diaz family. Letters were -often brought to the house by some secret messenger. Each time they -told of some new and surprising event. - -The insurgents were braver than ever before. They dared more because -they knew of the good friends coming to help them. Yes, the United -States was getting troops ready to meet the Spaniards on Cuban soil. -And our great war-ships were gathering also. They, too, were coming to -help Cuba. - -The great battle-ship _Oregon_ was speeding through two oceans that -she, also, might take part. The eyes of the whole world were watching -her voyage, and millions of people were praying for her safety. How we -love the _Oregon_ to-day and the brave captain and sailors who brought -her safely through her long journey! - -One little American boy, only nine years old, felt so sorry for the -suffering children of Cuba that he wrote these words: - - "War, war, war on Spain, - Who blew up our beautiful, beautiful _Maine_. - Think of the poor little Cuban dears, - Think of their hardships, their sorrows, their tears, - Who die every day for the want of some food; - Wouldn't you be in a fighting mood? - Then hurrah! for the soldiers who nobly do fight - In the cause of the weak and for Nature's great right." - -This is not very good poetry, but it shows the deep feeling of our -children for their little Cuban cousins. - -Maria, in her pretty little home under the palm-trees, was spared, yet, -as she and we knew, there were thousands of children no older than -herself who suffered and died before Cuba was free. Our little cousin -was delighted when she knew that the American fleet was actually close -to the shores of her land. - -But the Spanish war-vessels were here too. They were lying in the -harbour of Santiago. It was at the other end of the island, but news -passed from one to another very quickly among the insurgents. Ramon -drew pictures of the two fleets as he imagined they looked. He made -new pictures every day. How he longed to see them with his own eyes! I -really fear that he would have run away from home and joined the army -at this exciting time, if he had not loved his parents so dearly. - -Why did the Spanish fleet stay in the harbour of Santiago? Why did -they not go out and meet the American war-ships? Were they afraid? It -certainly seemed so. They believed they were in a very safe place. -There was only a narrow entrance to the harbour. It was defended at -each side of this opening, for on the left were new batteries which had -lately been set up, and on the right was the grand old Morro Castle -which had stood there for hundreds of years. In the olden times it had -defended Cuba against her enemies more than once. - -"Morro" means hill, and the fortress at Santiago was well named, for -it is built on a rocky promontory several hundred feet high, at the -junction of the open sea and the San Juan River. - -Mines were sunk in the narrow entrance to the harbour so that, if the -American ships should dare to enter, they would explode these mines and -be destroyed like the _Maine_. It was no wonder the Spanish admiral -thought they were safe in staying where they were. - -Then it happened that a young American thought of a plan by which the -Spaniards might be caught in a trap. His name was Lieutenant Hobson. -It was a very daring plan, but he was a wonderfully brave man. - -He said to Admiral Sampson, who commanded the American fleet: - -"Let me take the _Merrimac_. It is a coaling vessel and very heavy. -It has six hundred tons of coal on board. We can place torpedoes in -different parts of the ship. A few men can help me sail her into the -channel. When the narrowest part is reached we will fire off the -torpedoes and escape from her before she sinks. That is, we will do so -if we can. But the _Merrimac_ will be across the narrow channel and the -Spanish ships cannot get out. Our own ships will then be free to attack -another part of the island. The Spanish seamen will have to remain -where they are till they are glad to surrender." - -Admiral Sampson had thought of many plans, but he liked this one of -Lieutenant Hobson's best of all. - -But who should be chosen to go with the brave man on this dangerous -errand? Chosen! Why, there were hundreds who asked to share his danger, -and only six could go with him. You would have thought it was some -great festival they longed to take part in, if you could have seen how -disappointed the men were, who had begged to go and were refused. - -But no, it was a fight with death. To begin with, the _Merrimac_ must -pass the batteries and Morro Castle. She and those on board might -easily be destroyed before she reached the place where the work was -to be done. And then, when her own torpedoes should be fired off, how -could Hobson and his men expect to escape from the sinking ship? - -But they were risking their lives in the cause of those who needed -their help. You and I know now that they were brought safely through -all the dangers which surrounded them. - -The _Merrimac_ passed the guns of the Morro unharmed, for the Spaniards -were poor marksmen. She reached the narrow channel where Hobson meant -to do his great work. But a shot from the batteries knocked away her -rudder, so they could not steer her across the narrow channel. Then -a great mine exploded under her and tore a big hole in her side. She -began to sink. - -Hobson and his men lay flat upon the deck. Shells and bullets came -whizzing about them. They dared not rise, even though the ship was -breaking apart as the shells crashed through her sides. - -At length the _Merrimac_ had sunk so low that the water was up to her -deck. A raft floated close to the men. It was one they had brought with -them to help in escaping. They caught hold of the edges and kept their -heads above water. - -Just then a Spanish launch drew near. The men on board were about to -fire when Hobson cried out and asked if an officer were in the boat, as -he wished to surrender. Admiral Cervera, the commander of the Spanish -fleet, had himself sent the boat. He ordered the firing to cease and -accepted Hobson and his men as prisoners of war. - -When the news of Hobson's brave deed reached Maria, she could think of -nothing else for days afterward. She would picture him in his cell at -Morro Castle, looking out to sea where the American fleet were still -cruising. - -"How proud of him they must all be!" she cried to Ramon. - -"They can't be any prouder of him than we are to have such friends as -he," the boy replied. "Why, he will be looked upon now as one of the -greatest heroes the world ever knew. I shall always be proud of Morro -Castle because of his having been confined there. - -"You know, we went all over the place when we were little, Maria. I -believe he is kept prisoner in that part of the castle which is built -over the water cave. You know we heard that he can look far out on the -sea from his windows. - -"Think of the dungeons underneath, where people were locked up years -ago. We peeked into one of them that day we visited the fortress and I -remember how dark and damp they were. I do hope Hobson is treated well -and won't have to stay at Morro very long." - - - - -CHAPTER XI. - -VICTORY. - - -IT was only a few mornings after the news of Hobson's brave venture. -The children were out in the garden, where Ramon had discovered a -chameleon on a grass plot. It was a sunny day, so perhaps that was the -reason the chameleon's skin was such a bright green. - -"You know how gray they look on dull days," said Ramon. "Perhaps if -I should put him on the branch of that tree, now, he would change to -a brownish tint, to look as much as possible like it. He's a stupid -little thing, though. If he does change colour, I don't believe he -knows it himself. Mother Nature takes care of him, you know, and -makes him change as a kind of protection. He has no way of defending -himself, but if he is of the same colour as the substance around him, -it is hard for his enemies to find him. - -"Oh, dear! it makes me laugh when I think of a battle I once saw -between two chameleons. They stood facing each other. Their small -eyes glared as they slowly opened and shut their jaws like pairs of -scissors. They moved about once a minute. I did not have time to see -which won the battle; it took too long a time for them to do anything." - -As the children stood watching the lizard they heard the sound of hoofs -down the road. Then there was a cloud of dust as a horseman came riding -rapidly along. He turned in at the driveway. - -"What news? What news?" cried Ramon, who rushed to meet him. - -It was an old friend of the family who had given secret help to the -Cuban soldiers throughout their struggle for freedom. - -"Of course, you knew the American troops had landed, didn't you? Well, -run in and ask your father to come out. I can only stop a moment and I -have much to tell him." - -The gentleman had hardly stopped speaking before Seņor Diaz appeared on -the veranda. He was told about the position of the Americans not far -from Santiago. They had met General Garcia, the brave leader of the -insurgents. The Cuban and American armies were now working together. -Battles had already been fought with the common enemy. - -But that which interested the children most was the story of the Rough -Riders and their daring charges at El Caney and San Juan Hill. Many -of these Rough Riders were men who had led a wild life on the plains -in America. Some of them had no book-learning; they were not what one -usually calls "gentlemen;" but they were great horsemen and brave -soldiers. They feared nothing in the world. - -They were commanded by Colonel Wood, and had been recruited by -Lieutenant-Colonel Roosevelt, who had been out on the plains among them -when a young man. He admired their spirit and was glad to be their -commander now. He knew their ways. He led them up the San Juan heights -when the enemy was protected by forts and shooting right and left at -the Americans. But the Rough Riders charged onward with great courage -and gained the summit. They took possession of the blockhouse at the -top, and killed most of the Spaniards and drove the rest away. It was a -glorious fight and a glorious victory. - -"A few more deeds like that, and war and trouble will be ended for us," -said the gentleman as he rode away to carry the good news to others. - -"Hurrah for Lawton and Roosevelt!" shouted Ramon as he danced about -the garden. "Santiago will soon be out of the hands of the Spaniards, -and they will be clearing out of Cuba altogether. It seems as though I -could not rest without shaking hands with our American friends." - -The dear boy did not have long to wait, for the very next day came the -news that the Spanish fleet had been destroyed. It had tried to escape -out of the harbour, but had been discovered by the watchful Yankees. In -a few hours all of Spain's war-ships had been sunk or driven ashore. - -What was now left for Cuba's tyrants? The battle-ships of the Great -Republic were ranged along her shores unharmed and strong as ever. -The Spanish troops were shut up in the city without hope of escape. -Surrender was the only thing possible to ward off great loss of life on -both sides. - -The Spanish commander made a formal surrender to General Shafter, and -Spain's empire in the West Indies came to an end almost on the very -spot where it had begun four hundred years before. - -And now the mines were taken out of the harbour and our battle-ships -could enter in safety. As our vessels glided inside one after another -they made a wonderful picture. The harbour seemed alive with boats, and -it looked like a floating city. - -Still grander was the sight on land when thousands gathered around the -governor's beautiful palace at Havana to see the stars and stripes of -America unfurled. As the flag spread its folds to the breeze, the band -struck up the air we love so well. It was the "Star Spangled Banner." -Boom! boom! went the cannon, and thousands of American and Cuban hearts -were filled with joy. - -"Victory! Victory!" shouted Ramon, when the good news reached him that -night. And "Victory!" cried little Isabella, who added with all her -childish might, "Long live Cuba." Even the parrot echoed the words of -the children. He seemed to feel that something very great must have -happened, for his voice was shriller than usual. - -In fact, the family could have no peace in the house, even if there -were peace all over Cuba, till Master Poll's cage had been covered with -a thick, dark cloth, and he was made to believe that night had suddenly -fallen upon his home. - - - - -CHAPTER XII. - -HAVANA. - - -"CHILDREN, would you like to go to Havana and visit our good friend -Seņor Alvarez for a week? He has invited us all to come and talk over -the good fortune that has come to our land. You can have a good time -seeing the sights." - -Of course the children were delighted at their father's words; so it -came to pass that Maria found herself, a day or two afterward, in a -beautiful home in the very heart of the great city. - -It was a grand house to her childish eyes. It was all of stone, covered -with a yellowish stucco. It was at least a hundred years old, she was -told. It was built around the four sides of an open square, and had -no piazzas on the outside like her own home. But the court inside was -very beautiful. A fountain played here all day long, and there were -blossoming plants standing in pots on the marble floor. - -The family spent much of their time on the verandas in this court. It -was far pleasanter than inside the house, where the windows were so -heavily barred that they made one not used to the custom feel almost -as if he were in a prison. The doors of the house were bullet-proof to -make it safe against attack. There was but one entrance to the house, -and that led directly into the court. Here the family carriage always -stood unless it was in use. - -The gentleman who lived here had one son, a little older than Ramon. -He showed the children all around the city. As they went from place -to place, he told them how hard his father had worked to raise money -for the Cuban soldiers. His mother sold all her jewels, that she -might help, too. But they had to do this secretly, of course. If the -Spaniards had discovered it, they might have lost their lives. This -boy's name was Blanco. He was a fine, manly fellow, and was looking -forward now to coming to America. - -"I shall go to Harvard College," he told Maria. "I wish to be a -minister, but I'm afraid if I do become one, I shall not feel like -praying for the Spaniards." - -The boy's heart was still bitter, but perhaps he will feel more kindly -when he grows older. - -One day he took his young friends out to Morro Castle. Havana has a -hill fortress of that name, as well as Santiago. Although Hobson and -his men had never been imprisoned in this one, yet the Diaz children -were glad to see it. - -It stood on a rocky point reaching into the sea. The great guns were -still pointing out between the masses of yellow stone. But they were -silent. The American flag was waving and peace ruled in the land, -although soldiers were on guard here and all through the city. - -[Illustration: "THE AMERICAN FLAG WAS WAVING AND PEACE RULED IN THE -LAND"] - -At the far end of the fortress was a tall lighthouse. It stood like a -sentinel to stand watch against possible danger. Once upon a time a -wall reached from the great fort in both directions around the city of -Havana. But now there was scarcely a trace of it left. - -"How narrow and dirty the streets are," said Maria as they left the -Morro. "I must say I would rather live in the country, if I could -choose for myself." - -"It doesn't matter so much about the width of the streets," said -Blanco, "or the poor sidewalks, either. Because, you know, we almost -always ride. The working people are the ones who walk. But I do not -like the dirt. That is all the fault of the Spaniards. They taxed us -enough, but they kept the money for themselves. - -"Last summer I was very sick with yellow fever. Mother thought I would -not get well. She said she believed we had so much of this dreadful -disease because the city is allowed to be so unclean. - -"But look quickly at that Punch and Judy show! Let's stop and watch it. -There is a man playing the harp to make it more entertaining." - -The children leaned out of the carriage to see the show. Isabella had -never seen Punch and Judy before, and she was greatly delighted. In a -few minutes they moved on, but soon stopped again, for here stood a -man turning a hand-organ with a monkey beside him dressed in a most -ridiculous little suit of clothes. The monkey was dancing to the music. -Suddenly he gave a spring and landed in the carriage right in Maria's -lap. - -Off came the monkey's cap into his little hands, and with the most -solemn look it was held up to each of the children in turn. - -"Take that, you poor little beggar," said Ramon as he put a silver coin -into the cap. Down jumped the monkey and off he scampered to his master. - -There were many odd sights for the little country cousins. Among them -were Chinese peddlers showing the pretty ornaments which had been -brought across the ocean. Once the children passed a cow that was being -led home after her morning's work. She had gone with her master from -house to house, stopping long enough at each place for her to give as -much milk as the people wished. - -The cow was followed by a man leading a long train of mules. They were -laden with empty baskets. They, too, were going home, as they had left -their loads at the markets in the city. - -The sun was quite hot and the party hurried home to rest during the -noon hours, for, of course, every one took a nap at this time of the -day. They might not all lie down; perhaps some of those who had stores -in the busy part of the city would not leave their places of business; -they might only lean back and doze in their chairs; but they would -certainly keep quiet and close their eyes, if nothing more. It made one -think of the story of the "Sleeping Beauty" to see Havana at twelve -o'clock, noon, in the summer season. - -As for Maria, the dainty maiden quite enjoyed her rest at the great -city house. She could lie very comfortably in a hammock while a little -negro girl kept off the flies and mosquitoes with a big fan. She needed -the nap in the city more than at home because she was awakened so early -by the bells. - -Perhaps the children enjoyed Sunday more than any other day during -their stay in the city, for it was then that they visited the -cathedral containing the tomb of Columbus. There were many churches and -grand buildings in Havana, but none could interest the children like -this. - -It was not very far from the house, but they all went in the carriage, -carrying with them the mats to kneel on during the service. It was a -grand old stone building, overgrown with moss. There were many bells in -the two high towers. They were pealing loudly as the party drove up. - -"Just think how old it is," whispered Maria to her brother as they -entered the building. "Blanco says that some of the bells were brought -from Spain more than two hundred years ago. Do look at the beautiful -marble pillars, Isabella. Isn't it a grand place?" - -It was not yet time for the service to begin, so Blanco led the -children to the tomb of Columbus, where his ashes had rested for so -many years. It was at the right of the high altar. All that could be -seen was a marble tablet about seven feet square. Above it stood a bust -of the great discoverer. - -"They say that Spain has asked the right to have the ashes, and America -is going to let her take them. But we shall still have the tomb and the -grand old cathedral where they have rested so long," said Blanco. - -"Now come and admire the altar." - -It stood on pillars of porphyry and was fairly covered with -candlesticks, images, and gaudy decorations. Somehow they did not go -well with the simple beauty of the rest of the church. But the children -admired it, for they were ready to admire everything. - -When the service was over, they drove out by the governor-general's -palace. It was his no longer, however. The American general who had -charge of the city lived here now. No doubt he enjoyed the beautiful -gardens and ponds. He was very active in improving the city. Yes, the -work had already begun, and in a few months Maria would no longer be -able to complain of the dirt in Havana. - -She could say again, but with a different thought in her busy little -mind, "To-morrow is another day." - -Yes, although it is but a short time since Maria's visit to Havana, -even now everything is changed in the Diaz family. The good father no -longer worries; he is fast getting to be a strong, healthy man. He has -a fine position under the new government, and Maria lives in a new -home just outside the city of Havana. She is rapidly learning to speak -English, while one of her dearest friends is a little American girl who -has lately made her home in Cuba. - - -THE END. - - - - -THE LITTLE COUSIN SERIES - -By MARY HAZELTON WADE - - -FIRST SERIES - -These are the most interesting and delightful accounts possible of -child-life in other lands, filled with quaint sayings, doings, and -adventures. 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This old Colonel proves to be the -grandfather of the child. - - -=The Giant Scissors.= - -This is the story of Joyce and of her adventures in France,--the -wonderful house with the gate of The Giant Scissors, Jules, her little -playmate, Sister Denisa, the cruel Brossard, and her dear Aunt Kate. -Joyce is a great friend of the Little Colonel, and in later volumes -shares with her the delightful experiences of the "House Party" and the -"Holidays." - - -=Two Little Knights of Kentucky=, - -WHO WERE THE LITTLE COLONEL'S NEIGHBORS. - -In this volume the Little Colonel returns to us like an old friend, but -with added grace and charm. 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Equally deserving of commendation -is another ride,--untold in verse or story, its records preserved only -in family papers or shadowy legend, the ride of Anthony Severn was no -less historic in its action or memorable in its consequences." - - -=A Loyal Little Maid.= - -A delightful and interesting story of Revolutionary days, in which the -child heroine, Betsey Schuyler, renders important services to George -Washington and Alexander Hamilton, and in the end becomes the wife of -the latter. - - -=A Little Puritan Rebel.= - -Like Miss Robinson's successful story of "A Loyal Little Maid," this -is another historical tale of a real girl, during the time when the -gallant Sir Harry Vane was governor of Massachusetts. - - -=A Little Puritan Pioneer.= - -The scene of this story is laid in the Puritan settlement at -Charlestown. The little girl heroine adds another to the list of -favorites so well known to the young people in "A Little Puritan -Rebel," etc. - - -_By OUIDA (Louise de la Ramée)_ - - -=A Dog of Flanders:= A CHRISTMAS STORY. - -Too well and favorably known to require description. - - -=The Nürnberg Stove.= - -This beautiful story has never before been published at a popular price. - - -=A Provence Rose.= - -A story perfect in sweetness and in grace. - - -=Findelkind.= - -A charming story about a little Swiss herdsman. - - -_By MISS MULOCK_ - - -=The Little Lame Prince.= - -A delightful story of a little boy who has many adventures by means of -the magic gifts of his fairy godmother. - - -=Adventures of a Brownie.= - -The story of a household elf who torments the cook and gardener, but is -a constant joy and delight to the children who love and trust him. - - -=His Little Mother.= - -Miss Mulock's short stories for children are a constant source of -delight to them, and "His Little Mother," in this new and attractive -dress, will be welcomed by hosts of youthful readers. - - -=Little Sunshine's Holiday.= - -An attractive story of a summer outing. "Little Sunshine" is another -of those beautiful child-characters for which Miss Mulock is so justly -famous. - - -_By JULIANA HORATIA EWING_ - - -=Jackanapes.= - -A new edition, with new illustrations, of this exquisite and touching -story, dear alike to young and old. - - -=Story of a Short Life.= - -This beautiful and pathetic story will never grow old. It is a part of -the world's literature, and will never die. - - -=A Great Emergency.= - -How a family of children prepared for a great emergency, and how they -acted when the emergency came. - - -=The Trinity Flower.= - -In this little volume are collected three of Mrs. Ewing's best short -stories for the young people. - - -=Madam Liberality.= - -From her cradle up Madam Liberality found her chief delight in giving. - - -_By FRANCES MARGARET FOX_ - - -=The Little Giant's Neighbors.= - -A charming nature story of a "little giant" whose neighbors were the -creatures of the field and garden. - - -=Farmer Brown and the Birds.= - -A little story which teaches children that the birds are man's best -friends. Miss Fox has an intimate knowledge of bird life and has -written a little book which should take rank with "Black Beauty" and -"Beautiful Joe." - - -=Betty of Old Mackinaw.= - -A charming story of child-life, appealing especially to the little -readers who like stories of "real people." - - -_By WILL ALLEN DROMGOOLE_ - - -=The Farrier's Dog and His Fellow.= - -This story, written by the gifted young Southern woman, will appeal to -all that is best in the natures of the many admirers of her graceful -and piquant style. - - -=The Fortunes of the Fellow.= - -Those who read and enjoyed the pathos and charm of "The Farrier's Dog -and His Fellow" will welcome the further account of the "Adventures of -Baydaw and the Fellow" at the home of the kindly smith among the Green -Hills of Tennessee. - - -_By FRANCES HODGES WHITE_ - - -=Helena's Wonderworld.= - -A delightful tale of the adventures of a little girl in the mysterious -regions beneath the sea. - - -=Aunt Nabby's Children.= - -This pretty little story, touched with the simple humor of country -life, tells of two children, who, adopted by Aunt Nabby, have also won -their way into the affections of the village squire. - - -_By CHARLES LEE SLEIGHT_ - - -=The Prince of the Pin Elves.= - -A fascinating story of the underground adventures of a sturdy, reliant -American boy among the elves and gnomes. - - -=The Water People.= - -A companion volume and in a way a sequel to "The Prince of the Pin -Elves," relating the adventures of "Harry" among the "water people." -While it has the same characters as the previous book, the story is -complete in itself. - - -_By OTHER AUTHORS_ - - -=The Story of Rosy Dawn.= By PAULINE BRADFORD MACKIE. - -The Christmas of little Wong Jan, or "Rosy Dawn," a young Celestial of -San Francisco, is the theme of this pleasant little story. - - -=Susanne.= By FRANCES J. DELANO. - -This little story will recall in sweetness and appealing charm the work -of Kate Douglas Wiggin and Laura E. Richards. - - -=Millicent in Dreamland.= By EDNA S. BRAINERD. - -The quaintness and fantastic character of Millicent's adventures in -Dreamland have much of the fascination of "Alice in Wonderland," and -all small readers of "Alice" will enjoy making Millicent's acquaintance. - - -=Jerry's Adventures.= By EVELYN SNEAD BARNETT. - -This is an interesting and wholesome little story of the change that -came over the thoughtless imps on Jefferson Square when they learned to -know the stout-hearted Jerry and his faithful Peggy. - - -=A Bad Penny.= By JOHN T. WHEELWRIGHT. - -No boy should omit reading this vivid story of the New England of 1812. - - -=Gatty and I.= By FRANCES E. CROMPTON. - -The small hero and heroine of this little story are twins, "strictly -brought up." It is a sweet and wholesome little story. - - -=The Fairy of the Rhône.= By A. COMYNS CARR. - -Here is a fairy story indeed, one of old-fashioned pure delight. It is -most gracefully told, and accompanied by charming illustrations. - - -=A Small Small Child.= By E. LIVINGSTON PRESCOTT. - -"A Small Small Child" is a moving little tale of sweet influence, more -powerful than threats or punishments, upon a rowdy of the barracks. - - -=Peggy's Trial.= By MARY KNIGHT POTTER. - -Peggy is an impulsive little woman of ten, whose rebellion from a -mistaken notion of loyalty, and her subsequent reconciliation to the -dreaded "new mother," are most interestingly told. - - -=For His Country.= By MARSHALL SAUNDERS, author of "Beautiful Joe," etc. - -A sweet and graceful story of a little boy who loved his country; -written with that charm which has endeared Miss Saunders to hosts of -readers. - - -=La Belle Nivernaise.= THE STORY OF AN OLD BOAT AND HER CREW. By -ALPHONSE DAUDET. - -All who have read it will be glad to welcome an old favorite, and new -readers will be happy to have it brought to their friendly attention. - - -=Wee Dorothy.= By LAURA UPDEGRAFF. - -A story of two orphan children, the tender devotion of the eldest, -a boy, for his sister being its theme and setting. With a bit of -sadness at the beginning, the story is otherwise bright and sunny, and -altogether wholesome in every way. - - -=Rab and His Friends.= By Dr. JOHN BROWN. - -Doctor Brown's little masterpiece is too well known to need -description. The dog Rab is loved by all. - - -=The Adventures of Beatrice and Jessie.= By RICHARD MANSFIELD. - -The story of two little girls who were suddenly transplanted into the -"realms of unreality," where they met with many curious and amusing -adventures. - - -=A Child's Garden of Verses.= By R. L. STEVENSON. - -Mr. Stevenson's little volume is too well known to need description. It -will be heartily welcomed in this new and attractive edition. - - -=Little King Davie.= By NELLIE HELLIS. - -The story of a little crossing-sweeper, that will make many boys -thankful they are not in the same position. Davie's accident, hospital -experiences, conversion, and subsequent life, are of thrilling interest. - - -=The Sleeping Beauty.= A MODERN VERSION. By MARTHA B. DUNN. - -This charming story of a little fishermaid of Maine, intellectually -"asleep" until she meets the "Fairy Prince," reminds us of "Ouida" at -her best. - - -=The Young Archer.= By CHARLES E. BRIMBLECOM. - -A strong and wholesome story of a boy who accompanied Columbus on his -voyage to the New World. His loyalty and services through vicissitudes -and dangers endeared him to the great discoverer, and the account of -his exploits will be interesting to all boys. - - -=The Making of Zimri Bunker:= A TALE OF NANTUCKET. By W. J. LONG, Ph. D. - -This is a charming story of Nantucket folk by a young clergyman who -is already well known through his contributions to the _Youth's -Companion_, _St. Nicholas_, and other well-known magazines. The story -deals with a sturdy American fisher lad, during the war of 1812. - - -=The King of the Golden River:= A LEGEND OF STIRIA. By JOHN RUSKIN. - -Written fifty years or more ago, and not originally intended for -publication, this little fairy tale soon became known and made a place -for itself. - - -=Little Peterkin Vandike.= By CHARLES STUART PRATT. - -The author's dedication furnishes a key to this charming story: - -"I dedicate this book, made for the amusement (and perchance -instruction) of the boys who may read it, to the memory of one boy, who -would have enjoyed as much as Peterkin the plays of the Poetry Party, -but who has now marched, as they will march one day, out of the ranks -of boyhood into the ranks of young manhood." - - -=Will o' the Mill.= By ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON. - -An allegorical story by this inimitable and versatile writer. Its rare -poetic quality, its graceful and delicate fancy, its strange power and -fascination, justify its separate publication. - - - - -BOOKS FOR YOUNG PEOPLE - - -=The Little Colonel's House Party.= By ANNIE FELLOWS JOHNSTON. -Illustrated by Louis Meynell. - - One vol., library 12mo, cloth, decorative cover $1.00 - - -=The Little Colonel's Holidays.= By ANNIE FELLOWS JOHNSTON. Illustrated -by L. J. Bridgman. - - One vol., large 12mo, cloth, decorative cover $1.50 - - -=The Little Colonel's Hero.= By ANNIE FELLOWS JOHNSTON. - - One vol., large 12mo, cloth decorative, fully illustrated - $1.20 _net_ (postage extra) - -In these three stories Mrs. Johnston once more introduces us to the -"Little Colonel," the dainty maiden who has already figured as the -heroine of two previous stories, "The Little Colonel" and "Two Little -Knights of Kentucky," and who has won her way into the hearts of old -and young alike. She is more winsome and lovable than ever. - -Since the time of "Little Women," no juvenile heroine has been better -beloved of her child readers than Mrs. Johnston's "Little Colonel." - - -=A Puritan Knight Errant.= By EDITH ROBINSON, author of "A Little -Puritan Pioneer," "A Little Puritan's First Christmas," "A Little -Puritan Rebel," etc. - - Library 12mo, cloth decorative, illustrated - $1.20 _net_ (postage extra). - -The charm of style and historical value of Miss Robinson's previous -stories of child life in Puritan days have brought them wide -popularity. Her latest and most important book appeals to a large -juvenile public. The "knight errant" of this story is a little Don -Quixote, whose trials and their ultimate outcome will prove deeply -interesting to their reader. - - -=Ye Lyttle Salem Maide:= A STORY OF WITCHCRAFT. By PAULINE BRADFORD -MACKIE. - -_New illustrated edition._ - - One volume, large 12mo, cloth, gilt top $1.50 - -A tale of the days of the reign of superstition in New England, and -of a brave "lyttle maide," of Salem Town, whose faith and hope and -unyielding adherence to her word of honor form the basis of a most -attractive story. A very convincing picture is drawn of Puritan life -during the latter part of the seventeenth century. - - -=In Kings' Houses:= A TALE OF THE DAYS OF QUEEN ANNE. By JULIA C. R. -DORR, author of "A Cathedral Pilgrimage," etc. - -_New illustrated edition._ - - One volume, large 12mo, cloth, gilt top $1.50 - -The story deals with one of the most romantic episodes in English -history. Queen Anne, the last of the reigning Stuarts, is described -with a strong yet sympathetic touch, and the young Duke of Gloster, the -"little lady," and the hero of the tale, Robin Sandys, are delightful -characterizations. - - -=Gulliver's Bird Book.= BEING THE NEWLY DISCOVERED STRANGE ADVENTURES -OF LEMUEL GULLIVER, NOW FOR THE FIRST TIME DESCRIBED AND ILLUSTRATED. -By L. J. BRIDGMAN, author of "Mother Goose and Her Wild Beast Show," -etc. - - With upwards of 100 illustrations in color, large quarto, - cloth $1.50 - -This is a most amusing and original book, illustrated with startlingly -odd and clever drawings. If we may accept the account given in the -preface, that renowned explorer, Lemuel Gulliver, left behind him -certain memoirs which have remained unknown to the public up to the -present day. Having now been brought to light and given to the world, -these records establish beyond a doubt their author's claim to be -regarded as the discoverer of the Bouncing Ballazoon and a host of -other creatures unknown to Darwin and Huxley. - - -='Tilda Jane=. By MARSHALL SAUNDERS, author of "Beautiful Joe," etc. - - One vol., 12mo, fully illustrated, cloth, decorative cover $1.50 - - "No more amusing and attractive child's story has - appeared for a long time than this quaint and curious - recital of the adventures of that pitiful and charming - little runaway. - - "It is one of those exquisitely simple and truthful - books that win and charm the reader, and I did not put - it down until I had finished it--honest! And I am sure - that every one, young or old, who reads will be proud - and happy to make the acquaintance of the delicious - waif. - - "I cannot think of any better book for children than - this. I commend it unreservedly."--_Cyrus Townsend - Brady._ - - -=Miss Gray's Girls;= OR, SUMMER DAYS IN THE SCOTTISH HIGHLANDS. By -JEANNETTE A. GRANT. With about sixty illustrations in half-tone and pen -and ink sketches of Scottish scenery. - - One vol., large 12mo, cloth, decorative cover $1.00 - -A delightfully told story of a summer trip through Scotland, somewhat -out of the beaten track. A teacher, starting at Glasgow, takes a lively -party of girls, her pupils, through the Trossachs to Oban, through -the Caledonian Canal to Inverness, and as far north as Brora, missing -no part of the matchless scenery and no place of historic interest. -Returning through Perth, Stirling, Edinburgh, Melrose, and Abbotsford, -the enjoyment of the party and the interest of the reader never lag. - - -=Chums.= By MARIA LOUISE POOL. Illustrated by L. J. Bridgman. - - One vol., large 12mo, cloth, decorative cover $1.00 - -"Chums" is a girls' book, about girls and for girls. It relates the -adventures, in school and during vacation, of two friends. It is full -of mingled fun and pathos, and carries the reader along swiftly to the -climax, which is reached all too soon. - - -=Little Bermuda.= By MARIA LOUISE POOL. Illustrated by Louis Meynell. - - One vol., large 12mo, cloth, decorative cover $1.00 - -Young people will follow eagerly the adventures of "Little Bermuda" -from her home in the tropics to a fashionable American boarding-school. -The resulting conflict between the two elements in her nature, the one -inherited from her New England ancestry, and the other developed by -her West Indian surroundings, gave Miss Pool unusual opportunity for -creating an original and fascinating heroine. - - -=Black Beauty:= THE AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF A HORSE. By ANNA SEWELL. _New -Illustrated Edition._ With twenty-five full-page drawings by Winifred -Austin. - - One vol., large 12mo, cloth decorative, gilt top $1.25 - -There have been many editions of this classic, but we confidently -offer this one as the most appropriate and handsome yet produced. The -illustrations are of special value and beauty. Mr. Austin is a lover of -horses, and has delighted in tracing with his pen the beauty and grace -of the noble animal. - - -=Feats on the Fiord:= A TALE OF NORWEGIAN LIFE. By HARRIET MARTINEAU. -With about sixty original illustrations and a colored frontispiece. - - One vol., large 12mo, cloth decorative $1.00 - -This admirable book deserves to be brought to the attention of -parents in search of wholesome reading for their children to-day. It -is something more than a juvenile book, being really one of the most -instructive books about Norway and Norwegian life and manners ever -written. - - -=Timothy Dole.= By JUNIATA SALSBURY. With twenty-five illustrations. - - One vol., large 12mo, cloth decorative $1.00 - -The youthful hero starts from home, loses his way, meets with startling -adventures, finds friends, kind and many, grows to be a manly man, and -is able to devote himself to bettering the condition of the poor in the -mining region of Pennsylvania. - - -=Three Children of Galilee:= A LIFE OF CHRIST FOR THE YOUNG. By JOHN -GORDON. - -Beautifully illustrated with more than one hundred illustrations. - - One vol., library 12mo, cloth, decorative cover $1.00 - -There has long been a need for a life of Christ for the young, for -parents have recognized that their boys and girls want something more -than a Bible story, a dry statement of facts, and that, in order to -hold the attention of the youthful readers, a book on this subject -should have life and movement as well as scrupulous accuracy and -religious sentiment. - - -=Three Little Crackers.= FROM DOWN IN DIXIE. - -By WILL ALLEN DROMGOOLE, author of "The Farrier's Dog," etc., with -fifty text and full-page illustrations, by E. B. Barry. - - One vol., library 12mo, cloth, decorative cover $1.00 - -A fascinating story for boys and girls, of a family of Alabama children -who move to Florida and grow up in the South. - - -=Prince Harold, a Fairy Story.= By L. F. BROWN. 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