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+*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 43637 ***
+
+[Transcriber's Note: Bold text is surrounded by =equal signs= and
+italic text is surrounded by _underscores_.]
+
+
+
+
+Our Little Roumanian Cousin
+
+
+
+
+THE
+
+Little Cousin Series
+
+(TRADE MARK)
+
+
+Each volume illustrated with six or more full page plates in tint.
+Cloth, 12mo, with decorative cover per volume, 60 cents
+
+
+LIST OF TITLES
+
+BY MARY HAZELTON WADE, MARY F. NIXON-ROULET, BLANCHE MCMANUS, CLARA V.
+WINLOW, FLORENCE E. MENDEL AND OTHERS
+
+
+    =Our little African Cousin=
+    =Our Little Alaskan Cousin=
+    =Our Little Arabian Cousin=
+    =Our Little Argentine Cousin=
+    =Our Little Armenian Cousin=
+    =Our Little Australian Cousin=
+    =Our Little Austrian Cousin=
+    =Our Little Belgian Cousin=
+    =Our Little Bohemian Cousin=
+    =Our Little Boer Cousin=
+    =Our Little Brazilian Cousin=
+    =Our Little Bulgarian Cousin=
+    =Our Little Canadian Cousin=
+    =Our Little Chinese Cousin=
+    =Our Little Cossack Cousin=
+    =Our Little Cuban Cousin=
+    =Our Little Danish Cousin=
+    =Our Little Dutch Cousin=
+    =Our Little Egyptian Cousin=
+    =Our Little English Cousin=
+    =Our Little Eskimo Cousin=
+    =Our Little French Cousin=
+    =Our Little German Cousin=
+    =Our Little Grecian Cousin=
+    =Our Little Hawaiian Cousin=
+    =Our Little Hindu Cousin=
+    =Our Little Hungarian Cousin=
+    =Our Little Indian Cousin=
+    =Our Little Irish Cousin=
+    =Our Little Italian Cousin=
+    =Our Little Japanese Cousin=
+    =Our Little Jewish Cousin=
+    =Our Little Korean Cousin=
+    =Our Little Malayan (Brown) Cousin=
+    =Our Little Mexican Cousin=
+    =Our Little Norwegian Cousin=
+    =Our Little Panama Cousin=
+    =Our Little Persian Cousin=
+    =Our Little Philippine Cousin=
+    =Our Little Polish Cousin=
+    =Our Little Porto Rican Cousin=
+    =Our Little Portuguese Cousin=
+    =Our Little Roumanian Cousin=
+    =Our Little Russian Cousin=
+    =Our Little Scotch Cousin=
+    =Our Little Servian Cousin=
+    =Our Little Siamese Cousin=
+    =Our Little Spanish Cousin=
+    =Our Little Swedish Cousin=
+    =Our Little Swiss Cousin=
+    =Our Little Turkish Cousin=
+
+    THE PAGE COMPANY
+    53 Beacon Street,      Boston, Mass.
+
+[Illustration: "OFFERED HIM HIS HAND." (_See page 23_)]
+
+
+
+
+Our Little Roumanian Cousin
+
+
+By Clara Vostrovsky Winlow
+
+Author of "Our Little Bohemian Cousin," "Our Little Bulgarian Cousin,"
+etc.
+
+_Illustrated by_ Charles E. Meister
+
+[Illustration]
+
+    Boston
+    The Page Company
+    MDCCCCXVII
+
+
+
+
+    _Copyright 1917, by_
+    THE PAGE COMPANY
+
+    _All rights reserved_
+
+    First Impression, July, 1917
+
+
+
+
+PREFACE
+
+
+In Southern Europe are a number of comparatively small countries
+known as the Balkan States, which remind one very much of quarrelsome
+children whose troubles have to be straightened out by older brothers
+and sisters. Many years ago there were more independent and partially
+independent states than now. Two of these little principalities called
+Walachia and Moldavia found that they could better protect themselves
+from their neighbors if they stood together. So they combined under one
+government, and the present country of Roumania was formed in 1857.
+
+In its native form the name of this country was "Romania," representing
+the claim of the inhabitants to descent from the Roman legions
+that colonized the country. These colonists, who called themselves
+"Romani," or "Rumeni," came from the Carpathian lands and the present
+Transylvania in the early Middle Ages.
+
+When once started, Roumania grew quite strong as a state. The people
+wanted to learn, and improve their condition, and there is no better
+example of this than their farming, for this country has become one of
+the greatest grain exporting countries in Europe. This was done, for
+one thing, by giving up their old-fashioned wooden plows, which just
+scratched the surface of the ground, and using modern steel plows from
+other countries which turned the ground over, just as our plows do.
+
+The Roumanian men and women are strong and sturdy, and the men are
+noted for their bravery and hardiness. So, among the Roumanian
+children, we find hardy, manly little boys and cheerful, if
+serious-minded, little girls. However, they like to play, just as do
+all of our little foreign cousins. This little book tells about their
+everyday games and pastimes, how they live, and how they dress.
+
+The brave fathers and brothers of our little Roumanian cousins took
+their places in the battle line to defend their homes in the great war
+that is now being fought in Europe. No one knows what the outcome of
+this terrible struggle will be. Will Roumania be destroyed, or will she
+emerge a greater and more powerful country, standing for liberty and
+justice? Time only will tell.
+
+
+
+
+Contents
+
+
+    CHAPTER                                PAGE
+          PREFACE                             v
+       I. THE DOCTOR PRESCRIBES               1
+      II. JONITZA GETS INTERESTED             7
+     III. THE TRIP TO THE COUNTRY            13
+      IV. THE JOURNEY'S END                  22
+       V. GETTING ACQUAINTED                 26
+      VI. AN EXCURSION                       33
+     VII. ST. GEORGE'S DAY                   38
+    VIII. THE CASTLE OF STEPHEN THE GREAT    47
+      IX. A SPINNING BEE                     52
+       X. NEW PLANS                          59
+      XI. IN THE CARPATHIANS                 62
+     XII. IN THE CARPATHIANS (CONTINUED)     70
+    XIII. LEAVING THE MOUNTAINS              77
+     XIV. THE CAPITAL OF ROUMANIA            86
+      XV. THE NATIONAL DANCE                 92
+     XVI. AT THE MARKET                      99
+    XVII. GOOD-BY                           105
+
+
+
+
+List of Illustrations
+
+
+                                                          PAGE
+    "OFFERED HIM HIS HAND." (_See page 23_)      _Frontispiece_
+    "'WE STOOD AS IF PARALYZED'"                            45
+    "IT WAS ONLY MARITZA"                                   51
+    "THERE . . . LAY TWO LONG SHINY SNAKES"                 72
+    "'WILL YOU NOT LET ME TAKE YOU HOME IN THE CAR?'"      100
+    "SOMETHING CAREFULLY COVERED WITH A SHEET WAS
+          CARRIED MYSTERIOUSLY INTO JONITZA'S ROOM"        109
+
+
+
+
+Our Little Roumanian Cousin
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER I
+
+THE DOCTOR PRESCRIBES
+
+
+Jonitza lay sprawled out on the warm carpet in the living-room near a
+big brick stove that reached almost to the ceiling. Beside him were his
+playthings and two picture books with fancy covers, but he kicked his
+slippered feet discontentedly at them, until his mother, seated at the
+other end of the room, arose, put down her sewing, and with a scarcely
+audible sigh, picked them up and laid them on the table.
+
+Jonitza paid no attention. Ever since he had been seriously ill the
+month before, he had grown accustomed to having people wait on him. He
+now turned on his back and began tracing in the air with his finger the
+pretty stenciled patterns that covered the walls. Tiring of that, he
+started beating a monotonous tattoo with one foot, until his mother,
+with the faintest shade of impatience, said: "I think you'd better get
+up. You've been lying on the floor for a whole hour doing nothing."
+
+Jonitza arose languidly, stretched himself, and walking over to one of
+the big double windows, plumped himself down into a deep arm chair in
+front of it.
+
+Jonitza's home was a very comfortable one-story house in the city
+of Galatz, one of the leading ports on the Danube River, near the
+border line between Moldavia and Wallachia, the two provinces which
+with Dobrudja, make up the kingdom of Roumania. It was in one of the
+best residence districts, at one end of a high earth cliff. Somewhat
+below this cliff extended the flat level of the Lower Town, made up
+principally of mills and business houses, immense warehouses for grain,
+much of which is exported from Roumania, and wharves stretching out to
+the river.
+
+The little boy could not see much of this, but far below, in between
+the scattered apricot-trees and lilac bushes in the garden, he could
+just get a glimpse of an interesting procession of rude carts to which
+bullocks or buffaloes were harnessed, toiling slowly upward on a wide
+road. He had become so interested in the struggles of one cart that
+looked as if it were loaded with the enormous reeds that are used for
+fuel by the poorer people of Galatz that he did not hear the bell
+ring and so was quite unprepared to have a hand suddenly laid on his
+shoulder and to look up into the smiling face of the family Doctor.
+
+Jonitza had a guilty feeling without knowing why and tried his best to
+scowl and look away. It wasn't easy though.
+
+"Why aren't you out-of-doors?" the Doctor asked in a surprised tone.
+
+It was Jonitza's turn to be surprised. "Why," he stammered, "it's--too
+cold," here he shivered, "I--I--I am not well enough."
+
+"What nonsense!" the Doctor said. "The air is delightful. I've been
+traveling around half the day in it. And, even granting that you're not
+well--why, fresh air is the only thing that will make you well."
+
+Jonitza suppressed a yawn and looked listlessly about him. The
+Doctor shrugged his shoulders as he said: "I see I must leave a new
+prescription for you." Saying this, he tore a leaf from his note-book,
+hastily wrote something on it, folded it, and handed it to Jonitza's
+mother who stood near by, with: "Please treat what is written here
+seriously, Mrs. Popescu. I shall have more to say regarding it to your
+husband. Now I must hurry away."
+
+But Mrs. Popescu barred the entrance.
+
+"Not until you have had some coffee," she said. At the same moment,
+a maid entered with a tray on which were coffee and sweets, the
+refreshments usually handed to visitors in Roumania. The Doctor took a
+taste of the coffee and one of the sweetmeats and laughingly remarked
+as he left: "It's only fresh air that keeps _me_ from breaking down
+under the régime to which _I_ am subjected."
+
+It was only after the door had closed behind him that Mrs. Popescu
+unfolded the paper that he had given her. As she glanced over it she
+gave an exclamation that caused her son to look up inquiringly.
+
+"Come here," she said to him, and, when he approached, she put her arms
+around him. "The Doctor asked this to be taken seriously, and he has
+ordered--"
+
+Jonitza's eyes grew round with something like terror, as he fixed them
+on her.
+
+"It's nothing bad. Do look natural," his mother hastily continued. "He
+has simply ordered me--to take you to spend a month on a farm near some
+springs in the foot-hills!"
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER II
+
+JONITZA GETS INTERESTED
+
+
+Evidently the Doctor did see Jonitza's father, for before the week was
+ended it had been definitely decided that as soon as the weather was a
+little warmer Mrs. Popescu would leave with her son for a month's stay
+in the country. Jonitza had been a trifle interested at first, then he
+had grumbled, and, finally, he had resumed the languid air that was so
+peculiarly trying to those about him.
+
+There was one thing in particular that he rebelled against even in his
+languid state and that was the fact that every afternoon he was now
+bundled up and ordered out-of-doors for an hour.
+
+"I don't want to go," he would say every time; and every time his
+mother would kiss him and answer sweetly, "It is for your own good. We
+must do what the Doctor orders."
+
+Then he would go out into the garden with its lilac and acacia bushes
+that were just beginning to show leaf buds and walk slowly up and
+down or stand first on one foot and then on the other as if unable to
+decide what to do. But one day things went differently. Whether it was
+due to the air having a genuine spring flavor for the first time that
+year, or to the fact that it was a holiday and he had been left at home
+with a couple of servants, or to the fact that the departure for the
+foot-hills had been definitely set for the first day of the following
+week, or to some other entirely different cause, in any case there was
+quite an alert look about the boy and even something of a sparkle in
+his eyes.
+
+Maritza, the maid, noticed it and remarked to the cook: "Master Jonitza
+looks quite spry to-day. If he were well, I'd warrant he would get into
+some mischief." Then she forgot all about him.
+
+A group of boys that Jonitza knew slightly passed by and one seeing him
+called out: "Come on with us. We're going to the marsh." To his own
+surprise, Jonitza called back, "All right," and joined them.
+
+When they reached a marshy plain bordering on the Danube some of the
+boys left them, and Jonitza found himself alone with two boys, both
+younger than himself. All three were tired from the walk, and finding
+the stump of an old tree, sat down on it and amused themselves counting
+the ducks that they saw. Suddenly something that his tutor had told
+him occurred to Jonitza. "Do you know," he said, "that there are more
+varieties of ducks on the Danube than in most parts of the world? Let's
+see how many different ones we can make out."
+
+The little boys did not take kindly to the suggestion. "I am hungry,"
+one of them said; "let's go home."
+
+So back the three began to trudge, now and then throwing a stone into
+the air, or, when they could, into the water.
+
+Jonitza felt more tired than he cared to confess to the two youngsters
+and inwardly planned to lie down as soon as he came within doors. "I'll
+be home in less than fifteen minutes, now!" he suddenly exclaimed,
+thinking aloud.
+
+"How can you and see me dance?" said a voice behind him so unexpectedly
+that Jonitza jumped. Turning, he saw a laughing peasant all decorated
+with tiny bells.
+
+"Oh, jolly!" the other boys shouted. "There's going to be a dance! Come
+on!"
+
+Those little bells must have said "Come on" too, for Jonitza found
+himself trying to keep up with the peasant's rapid strides.
+
+Down in the Lower Town, before one of the old domed churches, they
+found a crowd gathered. Although there was nothing unusual about such
+a gathering, one could see from the faces that something unusual was
+expected.
+
+It was not a silent expectation, however. Everywhere people were
+talking and laughing and a few young men were even singing. As soon as
+the peasant with bells appeared, a shout arose. At the same instant a
+troop of other peasants, all attired in their gay embroidered national
+costumes, with bells at their girdles and on their sleeves, came in a
+body into the square, and taking their places began to dance and shout
+and sing and stamp their feet. Some one said this was the Pyrrhic
+Dance that was sacred in ancient mythology, and that had come to the
+Roumanians from their Roman forefathers; a dance to prevent Saturn
+from hearing the voice of his infant son Jupiter, lest he devour him.
+Whether this explained it or not there was no doubt of the audience
+liking it, for at its conclusion all clapped their hands and burst
+into boisterous exclamations of delight. Jonitza, feeling some of the
+excitement, clapped too, and no longer conscious of any tired feeling
+waited until almost every one had gone before he made his way slowly
+home.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER III
+
+THE TRIP TO THE COUNTRY
+
+
+On Tuesday of the following week Jonitza, his mother, and the maid
+Maritza, after a short trip on the train, were being driven over the
+vast level and wonderfully fertile plains of Roumania, that stretched
+before them like a great green sea. There were already signs that the
+short spring that Roumania has would soon change into summer. Wild
+flowers were to be seen here and there and birds twittered and flew
+about.
+
+The way lay among thatched farm-houses whose gleaming walls showed that
+they had been freshly whitewashed at Easter. Now and then a peasant
+seated in a rude wagon, drawn by beautiful, creamy, short-legged oxen
+with wide-spreading horns, saluted them gravely.
+
+At a little elevation in the road they passed a group of dug-outs
+called _bordei_, with turf-covered roofs and shapeless clay chimneys.
+The windows in these _bordei_ were merely irregular holes in the mud
+walls. At the door leading down into one of these primitive houses
+stood an attractive looking woman, with a bright yellow kerchief over
+her head, and another around her neck. She was busily spinning while
+she crooned a lullaby to a baby who lay blinking its eyes in an oval
+wooden box swinging from the branches of a tree near by.
+
+Not far from these _bordei_ was a cemetery filled with crosses of the
+oddest possible shapes. It really seemed as if the people had tried to
+find a new design for each new grave.
+
+They passed wayside crosses also, before some of which peasants were
+kneeling in prayer.
+
+But, despite these interesting things, there was something tiring in
+the long journey over the monotonously level plains, and Jonitza grew
+more and more restless. His pretty mother noticed it and drawing him to
+her she began to tell him the most interesting stories. First of all
+about Trajan, the great Roman Emperor, who came to their country so
+many centuries ago and conquered the people who then inhabited it. She
+described to him the great column in Rome commemorating his victory,
+and told him how proud every Roumanian was that he was descended from
+the soldiers that the Emperor left to guard the new possessions.
+
+"Is that why we call the thunder Trajan's voice?" asked Jonitza.
+
+"Perhaps," his mother answered. "We certainly love to call things by
+his name."
+
+"The Milky Way is Trajan's Road, isn't it?" again inquired Jonitza.
+
+His mother nodded.
+
+"The boys call the ditch by the lumber mill Trajan's Moat," Jonitza
+continued.
+
+His mother smiled. "Roumania is full of Trajan's moats; it would be
+hard to find a village that hasn't one. There are many interesting
+stories," continued his mother, "connected with our history. You know,
+from your tutor, that the section of Roumania in which we live is
+called Moldavia. Would you like to hear the old legend as to how it got
+its name?"
+
+"Please tell it to me," her son answered eagerly, his eyes sparkling
+with interest.
+
+"Once upon a time," began his mother, "a Prince called Bogdan lived in
+this part of the world. Now, Bogdan had a dog whom he valued above all
+the other dogs that he owned.
+
+"One day, while out hunting, this dog, whose name was Molda, caught
+sight of a buffalo and chased it to the very brink of a river. When
+the terrified buffalo waded into the water the dog in his excitement
+followed, was caught in the current and drowned.
+
+"When his followers saw how deeply affected by the dog's death Bogdan
+was, they pursued the buffalo, killed it, and taking its head back with
+them, nailed it over the entrance to the Palace.
+
+"But this did not lessen the Prince's grief. Whenever possible he would
+go to the river's banks to mourn. The people, seeing him there, would
+repeat the story, so that after a while the river became associated
+with the name of the dog and was spoken of as the Moldava. Gradually
+the name, slightly modified, was applied also to all of the surrounding
+country."
+
+"Please tell me more stories about Moldavia," begged Jonitza, when his
+mother had been silent for some time.
+
+"Listen then to the story of Movila," again began his mother, glad to
+see that the restless look had left her son's face. "This is a story
+of King Stephen who was great in mind but very small in body. Once in
+a battle with Hungarians his horse was killed under him. As the horse
+fell, the King was caught by one of his heralds, a man as large as
+Stephen was small. After assisting him to his feet, the herald offered
+Stephen his own horse. The King looked up at the big animal with a
+frown, but the herald, kneeling before him, placed Stephen's foot on
+his shoulder and exclaimed: 'Oh, Prince, allow me to serve you as a
+mole-hill.'
+
+"'Mole-hill,' returned Stephen, getting on the horse, 'I will make a
+mountain of you.'
+
+"Then Fortune favored Stephen and soon the victory was his. No sooner
+was he back in camp than he sent for the herald. When the latter came,
+he found Stephen surrounded by his court. 'Herald,' said Stephen, 'thou
+hast served me as a mole-hill. In return I give thee the name of Movila
+(little mountain). Thou shalt have no other. Thou gavest me thy horse
+in my need. In return, I give thee five full domains over which thou
+shalt rule.'"
+
+The carriage here stopped before a tiny tavern in a little vineyard
+surrounded town. They were disappointed in finding that they could get
+nothing for lunch except raw onions with salt and _mamaliga_, the cold
+corn meal mush that is eaten everywhere throughout peasant Roumania. At
+first Mrs. Popescu thought they would eat from their own well-filled
+lunch basket, but when Maritza remarked that _mamaliga_ was really very
+good, she changed her mind. Then, as they seated themselves before a
+table on the vine-covered veranda, she asked Maritza to tell them how
+the _mamaliga_ is prepared.
+
+"The water must be hot," said the maid, "before the meal is stirred
+into it. You continue stirring until it is almost done, then you can
+add a little grated cheese. At our house, when it is well cooked, we
+put it into a cloth and tie it up."
+
+Here some dried fish which the owner of the tavern had perhaps not
+intended to serve at first, were laid on the table.
+
+"These fish have a nice flavor," remarked Mrs. Popescu.
+
+"I know how they also are prepared," said Maritza, "for my brother has
+helped get them ready."
+
+"Suppose you tell us about it, Maritza," said Mrs. Popescu, evidently
+not wishing the party to hurry.
+
+"Very well, ma'am," consented the maid. "First, a kind of basket work
+of osiers is built up. This is covered with walnut leaves in which the
+fish are wrapped. The building is then filled with smoke for several
+days, or until the fish look yellow and smell good. They are then taken
+down, made into bundles and surrounded by pine-tree branches, which add
+a new flavor to them that most people like."
+
+Here the tavern-keeper again appeared with a bottle of the damson plum
+brandy for which Roumania is famous. But Mrs. Popescu shook her head.
+"Not this time," she said smiling.
+
+From this little town the journey was a steady climb upward amid oak,
+beech and lime-trees. There were more crosses along the roadside. In
+one spot there was a large group of them, all brightly painted and
+roofed over.
+
+It was not until late in the afternoon that they came in sight of the
+village near which the farm lay where they were to stay for a while.
+Full of expectations of a good supper, they drove past it and on to a
+pleasant and prosperous looking dwelling. In the front of the broad
+veranda an interesting group stood waiting to welcome them.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER IV
+
+THE JOURNEY'S END
+
+
+The medium-sized, vigorous-looking man who formed one of the group on
+the veranda, hurried forward to meet them. He was dark with long black
+wavy hair. He wore white woolen trousers, a sort of big sleeved tunic
+or shirt of coarse but very clean linen, well belted in at the waist
+by a broad scarlet woolen scarf. Over this was a sleeveless sheepskin
+jacket, the wool inside, the outside gayly embroidered. On his feet
+were goatskin sandals.
+
+His wife was slender and quite fair. Like her husband, she was
+evidently wearing a holiday dress. This was a white gown covered
+with red and black embroidery, a brightly colored apron, and several
+necklaces of colored beads and coins. A gay kerchief, fringed with a
+row of spangles, was set well back on her light brown hair. She also
+advanced to meet the newcomers.
+
+A bright-eyed boy of about twelve and a very pretty girl about four
+years younger were left standing and staring by the doorway. After
+greetings had been exchanged and all had descended from the carriage,
+the farmer said something to his son who immediately went up to Jonitza
+and offered him his hand. At the same time he proposed showing him the
+grounds while supper was being placed on the table.
+
+Jonitza at once accepted the offer. He was anxious to see what was
+outside, and, besides, his legs felt so stiff from the long ride that
+he longed to exercise them.
+
+Neither of the boys spoke at first, although they glanced shyly at each
+other now and then. At a corner of the house the ice was broken in an
+unexpected fashion. They walked right into a flock of geese who set up
+a "Honk! Honk!" and made a peck at Jonitza who happened to disturb them
+most.
+
+Taken by surprise, Jonitza jumped awkwardly to one side. Nicolaia,
+his companion, could not restrain a laugh. The next minute, evidently
+fearing that he had hurt his new acquaintance's feelings, he put his
+hand on his shoulder in a friendly way and suggested a visit to the
+pigs.
+
+"Katinka," he called to his sister, who was shyly following them, "go
+get something to take to the pigs."
+
+Katinka turned obediently and ran into the house. She soon reappeared,
+carefully holding a pan.
+
+The pigs proved worth visiting. They were of the wild boar species with
+an upright row of funny hard bristles on their backs. They were so full
+of play, too, that Jonitza was genuinely sorry to hear the call to
+supper.
+
+"It's just splendid here!" he whispered to his mother as he saw her for
+an instant alone before entering the big kitchen which served also as
+dining-room.
+
+Jonitza now noticed that although the farmer and his son had kept their
+hats on in the house, they were careful to remove them before sitting
+down to the meal.
+
+This meal was quite an elaborate one. There was fishroe and olives,
+mutton and cheese, and rye bread about two inches thick and pierced all
+over with a fork. This was broken, not cut. There was also a kind of
+_mamaliga_ cooked in milk and called _balmosch_. This was placed on the
+table on a big wooden platter, cut with a string, and eaten with layers
+of cheese.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER V
+
+GETTING ACQUAINTED
+
+
+Jonitza and his mother were out early next morning after a breakfast of
+bacon and _mamaliga_.
+
+The farm-house at which they were staying looked attractive in its
+cleanliness. It had been recently whitewashed and the doors and window
+frames painted a bright blue. It was built entirely of timber. The roof
+consisted of thin strips of wood laid closely row upon row. Near the
+house were some fruit-trees and lilac bushes and a small flower garden
+in which basil and gilliflowers, so often mentioned in Roumanian folk
+songs, were conspicuous.
+
+Inside, the big living-room had a comfortable, homey air. The walls
+were partially covered with hand-woven tapestries. In one corner was
+a huge Dutch looking stove, while opposite, under an ikon, stood the
+primitive loom that is still to be seen in all Roumanian farm-houses.
+Besides the table on which the meals were served, there were some
+plain three-legged chairs, a large chest, a smaller table on which the
+basket of Easter eggs still stood, and a sort of couch which served
+Nicolaia as a bed at night. Its corn husk mattress had a pretty cover
+with an embroidered ruffle over it in the daytime. The straw pillows
+then changed their clothes for more fancy ones and were placed evenly
+against the wall.
+
+Jonitza was anxious to show his mother the sportive pigs and he lost
+no time in marching her to them. When she had expressed sufficient
+admiration, they wandered to the well with its long sweep to which a
+rock was attached, and crossed themselves before the brightly painted
+crosses that were on each side of it. Katinka came out with a pitcher
+while they stood there, and knelt in prayer before the crosses before
+drawing up the water.
+
+"Where is Nicolaia?" they asked her. She pointed to the cow-shed where
+they found him hard at work.
+
+He smiled at them in greeting.
+
+"This is my job," he said, "until I take the sheep to pasture in the
+mountains, for my mother is to let me do so this year."
+
+Jonitza watched his robust companion with some envy as he went
+cheerfully about what he had to do. Nicolaia did it all easily and
+quickly; at the same time he did not neglect to make an occasional
+pleasant remark, and he did this with the courtesy that seems natural
+to the Roumanian peasant. Among other things he told them the names of
+some of the beautiful cream-colored oxen that his father owned. They
+were very high-sounding ones. There were Antony and Cæsar, Cassius and
+Brutus, Augustus, and, of course, Trajan, the finest-looking creature
+of all.
+
+Then, almost without warning, the weather changed, a heavy rain setting
+in. This caused all, except the father who was absent, to gather in the
+big living-room. Here Katinka, in a matter-of-fact way, took out some
+embroidery on linen, which at the age of eight she was already getting
+ready for her bridal trousseau. Later she showed Mrs. Popescu a rug
+that she was beginning to weave as a covering for her bed.
+
+In the meantime, Mrs. Popescu and Maritza also took out some
+embroidery, the peasant mother sat down at the loom, and Nicolaia
+brought out a bit of wood-carving. This, he said, was now being taught
+in the village school. Jonitza alone had no work. He stood for a while
+by the window watching the rain splash against it and the wind shake
+the trees as if it meant to uproot them. It was not long, however,
+before he wandered to where Nicolaia sat and watched him work.
+
+Mrs. Popescu looked over at her idle son several times. A sudden
+inspiration made her say: "You seem to carve very nicely, Nicolaia. How
+would you like to be Jonitza's teacher and earn a little money of your
+own?"
+
+"Will you?" asked Jonitza dropping on the floor beside Nicolaia. The
+peasant boy looked up with a pleased smile. "If you think I know
+enough," he answered modestly, "I'll be glad to teach you."
+
+Here his mother could not keep from remarking with a proud air: "The
+school teacher takes an interest in Nicolaia. He has advised him to
+attend the Government School of Fruit Culture which is in the next
+village from ours. He says he would learn other things besides taking
+care of fruit-trees there. But that isn't possible, for he's promised
+as an apprentice to his uncle in Bukurest. Well, he'll learn a great
+deal there, too."
+
+"Oh, mother," exclaimed Nicolaia when his mother had left the loom and
+taken up some knitting, "while we are working won't you sing some songs
+as you do when we're alone?"
+
+His mother's fair face flushed as she looked shyly at Mrs. Popescu. "I
+must get things ready for the mid-day meal," she said rising.
+
+As soon as her back was turned, Mrs. Popescu nodded to good-natured
+Maritza who understood and began to sing a song about a _heiduk_, the
+traditional hero of the Roumanian peasantry, a person as fascinating as
+our own Robin Hood. The song told how handsome he was, how winning his
+ways, how fearless his manner towards tyrants, how kind to the poor and
+unfortunate.
+
+Nicolaia's mother was back in her place before the maid finished. "That
+was very nice, dear," she remarked. "And now I can't do less than sing
+a song, too. It'll be about a woman, the bravest shepherdess that ever
+was seen."
+
+This was evidently a favorite with the children, for they joined in an
+odd refrain that occurred every once in a while.
+
+She had scarcely finished when the sun came out to announce that the
+rain was over. A moment after the door opened and her husband entered.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER VI
+
+AN EXCURSION
+
+
+During the meal that followed, the farmer turned to his son with: "You
+will have to go to the Convent for me this afternoon. I can't spare the
+time myself. And perhaps"--here he turned to Mrs. Popescu--"you and
+your son might like the trip. It would give you a chance to see one of
+our old-time institutions."
+
+Mrs. Popescu thanked him. "Nothing could be pleasanter," she said.
+
+Soon all three were seated on a rough timber cart with apparently
+nothing to hold it together. To the cart were harnessed two moody
+looking buffaloes with horns lying almost flat along their necks. The
+cart swayed and twisted up the rough road when suddenly Nicolaia gave
+an excited exclamation. They were just in the middle of one of the
+great swollen streams that flowed everywhere over the mountains.
+
+"What has happened?" asked Mrs. Popescu anxiously, for Nicolaia was
+standing up and urging the animals forward.
+
+Nicolaia gave a short, funny laugh. "The buffaloes want to take a
+bath," he answered, and again shouted at them. Fortunately, after a
+display of much stubbornness on their part, he did persuade them that
+neither the time nor the place was suitable for bathing, and they moved
+slowly on.
+
+After safely passing through all the ruts and bogs, the creaking cart
+at length stopped before what was called the "Guest House" on one side
+of an old half-deserted convent. A servant dressed in the national
+costume, with a wide hat on his long curling hair, came to meet them
+and bid them welcome. Later one of the inmates, an elderly woman in
+a loose brown dress, appeared bringing coffee, preserved fruit, and
+buffalo milk, which Jonitza thought had a very peculiar flavor.
+
+After they had partaken of this refreshment and expressed their
+appreciation of the courtesy, and while Nicolaia was busy with his
+errand, Mrs. Popescu and Jonitza visited the church of the Convent
+and looked at the crude frescoes of heaven and hell that adorned its
+walls. There were many ikons or pictures of saints about, for Roumania
+is a Greek Catholic country like Russia. The large size of the Convent
+showed that it must have enjoyed great prosperity in former times. Now
+a deep quiet reigned everywhere.
+
+Nicolaia grew quite talkative on the way back; he told of the source of
+one of the streams that they passed and how difficult it was to get to
+it, of a hermit cave in another part of the mountains in which the bats
+fly at you when you enter, and finally, of some of his own immediate
+plans. He talked at length about a friend called Demetrius, who lived
+on the other side of the village and whom he planned to see on the
+following day, when his own work was done. "Would you like to visit him
+with me?" he asked, turning politely to Jonitza.
+
+"Like!" repeated Jonitza almost rudely. "Of course."
+
+They were passing through the village at the time and Mrs. Popescu
+noticed that on certain houses a flower was painted. She pointed this
+out. "That," explained Nicolaia, "is to let every one know that a
+maiden lives there."
+
+A little further on they met a branch entwined cart. In it sat two
+girls gayly talking. One of them called to Nicolaia in passing.
+
+The girls did not look at all alike and Mrs. Popescu wondered if they
+were sisters.
+
+"No," said Nicolaia, "they are only _surata_, that is, they have
+adopted each other as sisters. Any girls can do that if they love each
+other enough. I was at the Church when the ceremony was performed, and
+saw their feet chained together in token of the bond. It made them the
+same as born sisters. Sometimes a young man adopts another young man
+for his brother in the same way. The priest always asks them if they
+are sure of their affection, for he says the ceremony makes the new
+relationship very binding."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER VII
+
+ST. GEORGE'S DAY
+
+
+The next day the boys walked over to the home of Nicolaia's village
+friend, Demetrius, and here a delightful surprise awaited them. Two
+young bear cubs trotted like dogs at the feet of the village boy as he
+came to meet them.
+
+"Where did you get these?" both boys shouted with delight.
+
+"From my uncle," returned Demetrius. "He captured them after their
+mother had been killed. At first they had to be fed sheep milk with a
+spoon."
+
+As he spoke, one of the little fellows ran up a tree in the yard and
+the other began to play with a young puppy. Soon the boys were trying
+to help Demetrius teach them to turn somersaults and do other tricks.
+They gave this up only when they remembered there were other things to
+settle before parting. These things all related to St. George's Day,
+or, as it is sometimes called, the "Witch's Sabbath." This would come
+the very last of the week. There were mysteries in regard to the day,
+for the boys spoke in whispers while Jonitza was trying to make one of
+the bears jump through a hoop. He was so much interested in the antics
+of the little creatures that he paid no attention until just at leaving
+he heard something which made him open his eyes wide. Hidden treasure
+was to be found!
+
+On the way home he answered Nicolaia in monosyllables and looked moody,
+much to the latter's surprise. "What's the matter?" Nicolaia finally
+asked.
+
+For answer Jonitza glared and then burst out with: "What have I done
+that you won't let me go with you on St. George's Eve?"
+
+Nicolaia was taken aback. "You've done nothing," he made haste to say.
+"But this must be kept a secret and your mother wouldn't like your
+going."
+
+"I won't tell her," said Jonitza, wincing a little as he spoke; "that
+is--not until--eh--I show her the treasure. Then she won't care."
+
+Nicolaia looked up and down the road as if trying to find a way out of
+a difficulty. At last he said faintly, "Well, all right, if you can
+meet us in the yard by the cow-sheds at ten o'clock."
+
+On the day before the "Witch's Sabbath," Jonitza watched Nicolaia's
+father cut square blocks of turf and place them before every door and
+window of the farm-house and stables. "Why are you doing that?" he
+asked. The farmer smiled at him but did not answer. Katinka, however,
+came and whispered that it was to keep out the witches. She turned
+from him to help her father place thorn branches here and there in the
+cut turf. Jonitza followed every act with a fascinated air. "What's
+that for?" he asked her. "The witches run when they see thorns," she
+explained, smiling at the thought.
+
+Two of the men who were helping on the farm at the time, offered to
+keep watch all night near the stables lest the witches should charm the
+cattle and do them harm. Mrs. Popescu, who heard them make the offer,
+asked them if they really believed in witches.
+
+They looked at her with the air of grown up children. "If it wasn't
+witches," said one with a triumphant air, "what made old Theodoresco's
+cow give bloody milk last year for several months beginning the very
+next day after the 'Witch's Sabbath'?" Mrs. Popescu, seeing that it
+would be useless to argue the question, left them.
+
+A half hour later, Nicolaia appeared and beckoned to Jonitza to follow
+him indoors. Here he took an earthen jar from a closet. "What do you
+think that is?" he asked.
+
+"One of your mother's jars," Jonitza answered.
+
+"No," said Nicolaia without smiling. "Put your hand inside and see what
+you find."
+
+Jonitza did so and brought out some ancient coins dating back to
+pre-Roman times.
+
+"My father is keeping these for luck. He found them when he was
+plowing," said Nicolaia. "I am showing this to you because I thought
+you ought to know that it may be that kind of treasure that we'll find
+to-night."
+
+Jonitza had this constantly in mind the rest of the day. "How wonderful
+it would be to find a real treasure," he kept thinking. He ate little
+for supper, went to bed at once when his mother suggested it, and tried
+very hard to keep from falling asleep. But alas, despite his efforts,
+sleep came and it was a very deep sleep, so that when he awoke it was
+bright morning.
+
+He hurried out, ashamed of himself, and found his friend looking
+very drowsy and grinning in a somewhat downcast way. In answer to
+Jonitza's hurried explanations of what had happened to himself and
+urgent questions, Nicolaia said: "It was just after ten o'clock when we
+started. I was relieved that you didn't appear, for I didn't know what
+might happen. There was no moon at the time, but the stars were out,
+and as we know the hills well, Demetrius and I had no trouble making
+our way over them. We heard all sorts of strange noises, but we weren't
+a bit afraid. I thought we should surely find the treasure. You see,
+they say around here that it is easiest for the one born on a Sunday
+or at midday; and Demetrius was born just two minutes after noon on a
+Sunday. So that ought to count.
+
+"We spoke only in whispers as we tried to look in every direction at
+once. Each of us wanted to be the first to see the blue flame which
+shows where the treasure lies hidden. It must have been past midnight
+when Demetrius seized hold of my arm. I felt his hand tremble.
+
+[Illustration: "'WE STOOD AS IF PARALYZED'"]
+
+"'Do you see that?' he whispered.
+
+"I looked where he pointed and saw in the distance what really seemed
+like a tiny fire. It was not particularly blue but we did not think of
+that. I felt for my knife, for it must be thrown through the flame so
+that the spirits who guard the treasure won't harm you.
+
+"'Have you your knife?' I whispered back.
+
+"'Yes,' returned Demetrius. 'I'll throw first, and if I miss, you throw
+right after.' Before this we had not minded anything, but now as we
+crept on, we shuddered whenever we stepped on a dry twig or caused a
+stone to roll down hill.
+
+"As we came nearer there was no sign of flame but there were bright
+patches on the ground as if from the remains of a fire. This could just
+be seen around a big bowlder where we stopped for a moment to gain
+courage for the final step.
+
+"As we stood there we heard a sound as of some creature rolling
+over. Then on the other side of the big rock, a huge form arose. We
+distinctly heard some cuss words and a threat so terrible that we stood
+as if paralyzed. Suddenly the figure began to move, and forgetful of
+everything else but our own safety, we ran down the hillside, stumbling
+over each other, now rolling a way, tearing our clothes on thorn
+bushes, and generally having a hard time until we both landed in a
+brook. We crawled out very much chilled and stood listening. Everything
+about us was quiet, so I don't know whether we were followed or not.
+However, we did not dare return.
+
+"So, of course, we didn't get any treasure. My father says it was
+probably some old gypsy, but I know it was a bad spirit, for as I have
+said, it was after midnight, and good spirits show the flame only till
+twelve. When it is seen later, the treasure is guarded by bad spirits."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER VIII
+
+THE CASTLE OF STEPHEN THE GREAT
+
+
+How quickly the month at the farm-house passed! Every day there was so
+much to see and do, and once in a while there was an excursion to some
+place of interest. The furthest one taken was when Jonitza and Katinka
+went with the maid who had accompanied Jonitza's mother to the country,
+for a couple of days' visit to her home in a place called Niamtz.
+
+The day after they reached the straggling village, the children were
+allowed out to play. They were attracted to a great red earth cliff,
+where they began digging tunnels and building little cave houses.
+Tiring of that they wandered up toward the cliff's summit, gathering
+the beautiful wild flowers that they found on the way, and resting
+now and then under some leafy tree. When they reached the top they
+both shouted with delight at finding the ruins of a castle. What a
+delightful place in which to play! There were four corner towers,
+strong buttresses and battlemented walls, as well as a large moat all
+the way around, now overgrown with trees.
+
+Jonitza, who was blessed with a good memory, recalled what he had
+been told about the place and so hastened to instruct Katinka in his
+own fashion, emphasizing every word that he considered of importance.
+"This," said he, in his tutor's manner, "is the old castle celebrated
+in many of our songs, of one of our greatest kings called _Stephen the
+Great_.
+
+"One day, Stephen the Great was fighting the Turks who were _winning_.
+He thought it was no use fighting any longer and made for home as
+quickly as he could. He thought _his mother_ would be _glad_ he wasn't
+killed. But instead of that she met him at the _big_ gate you see
+over there, and told him he ought to be ashamed to _give up_; that he
+was fighting to free his people, and that she wouldn't _ever_ open
+the gates to him and his army unless he came back as _victor_." (Here
+Jonitza gave an especial emphasis to the last word.) "So Stephen said,
+'All right,' and went back. He met the Turks in a narrow valley and was
+so mad that he killed almost every one of them. He was a very brave
+man, and I'm going to be like him."
+
+These last words were hardly spoken when there was a clap of thunder
+and flash of lightning, followed by a sudden heavy downpour of rain.
+The children hurried to shelter which they found in one of the towers.
+
+[Illustration: "IT WAS ONLY MARITZA"]
+
+It was dark there and the wind and rain threatened to break through
+the walls. Bat-like things flew about, and strange noises, like the
+mournful voices of imprisoned spirits, began to be heard. Jonitza lost
+his brave air entirely as he and his companion crouched side by side
+against one of the walls. Suddenly there was a peculiarly long whistle,
+probably made by the wind passing through some crevice. Katinka gave a
+little shriek. "It is the _Stafii_," she cried, clinging to her friend.
+
+Jonitza, though trembling, put his arm around her. He knew very well
+that she was referring to harmful elves whom all the Roumanian country
+folk believe dwell in ruins and are always unfriendly to human beings.
+He tried to think of something comforting to say, but at first only
+managed to clear his throat. After a bit what he did whisper was: "We
+ought to have some milk to give them." At this Katinka cried more than
+ever. "That's what they say, but we haven't any, we haven't any," she
+repeated almost in a shriek.
+
+This was followed by another shriek as a dark form shut out what little
+light reached them. But it was only Maritza, who had come with a big
+umbrella to their rescue.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER IX
+
+A SPINNING BEE
+
+
+The evening before they left Niamtz, a crowd of Maritza's girl friends
+gathered at her home for a Spinning Bee.
+
+They came with heads uncovered, for only married women in Roumania wear
+veils or kerchiefs. They were all dressed in holiday finery, with their
+hair beautifully waved.
+
+At first a merry little maiden with very red cheeks, and very black
+eyebrows over sparkling eyes, and black hair twisted into a double
+plait, came in for a good deal of teasing for some reason or other. She
+didn't seem to mind it and her bright answers caused much laughter and
+good feeling. Finally she succeeded in drawing attention from herself
+by asking a riddle. This was followed by another and another until
+everybody in the room was guessing.
+
+Then Maritza's mother, who had been busy getting refreshments ready,
+came in exclaiming, "Time for work, girls!"
+
+At this there was a general cry of "Maritza!" "We want Maritza!"
+"Maritza must be our leader!"
+
+Maritza stepped forward with some show of reluctance. "There are better
+spinners and better singers than I am," she said modestly. But the
+girls, rising quickly, formed a ring around her, singing in chorus,
+"It's you we want."
+
+Then Maritza took her spindle and began to spin. At the same time she
+improvised a strange song all about a mysterious _heiduk_ or chieftain
+who passed through their village. Suddenly she threw her spindle to the
+black-eyed, red-cheeked maiden, holding it by a long thread as she did
+so. The merry maiden caught it and was obliged to continue both the
+spinning and singing while Maritza pulled out the flax. This required
+much dexterity.
+
+When each girl had had her turn, both in spinning and singing,
+refreshments were passed around. There was _mamaliga_, baked pumpkin,
+potatoes, and last of all, plenty of popcorn.
+
+Then, while all seated resumed their work, one of their number was
+begged for a story.
+
+She smilingly consented, and told the following strange and pathetic
+tale.
+
+
+THE STORY OF A LILAC TREE
+
+"This is a story of what once must have taken place, for if it had
+never occurred, I would not now have it to tell.
+
+"In a little valley among the high mountains, there lived a maiden all
+alone. She worked all day at her spinning and weaving and sang with joy
+as she worked.
+
+"So the years went on, each year adding loveliness to her face and
+figure. One day when out gathering firewood for her small needs she
+heard what sounded like a cry of pain. Making her way into the thicket
+she found a man sorely wounded.
+
+"She spoke to him but he had become unconscious, and, not knowing what
+else to do, she took him in her strong arms and carried him to her hut
+and laid him on her own bed. Then she washed out his wounds and tended
+him like a sister.
+
+"As soon as he could speak, he tried to express his gratitude. 'Dear
+maiden,' he said, 'had it not been for you I should never again have
+seen the light of day, and even as it is, I fear I shall never walk
+again. For it was no ordinary mortal by whom I was wounded, but a demon
+of some kind who threatened that even should I survive, all power to
+move my legs will have left me. Of what good will life then be to me?
+Trouble yourself no longer, sweet maiden, to cure me. Rather let my
+wounds bleed anew.'
+
+"But the beautiful girl shook her head. 'Why should we believe all that
+ill?' she said. 'I am skilled in herb lore and shall cure you.'
+
+"For more than a week the man lay in bed while the girl tended him. And
+she grew to love him, he was so patient, so grateful for all she did.
+Then, one morning, he looked brightly at her: 'Lo, I am cured.' And he
+sat up in bed. But when he tried to get down he could not.
+
+"And the next day it was the same and the next. But the man did not
+speak of any disappointment. Instead, he told his nurse strange stories
+of the life he had seen, and one day something that she found hard to
+bear. It was of the beautiful woman whom he loved and would have wed.
+
+"The maiden, though now sad, still tended him faithfully, but to no
+avail. At last, in her distress, she sought out a witch who was famed
+for her wisdom over the whole mountain side.
+
+"'The man is under enchantment,' said the old woman. 'He knows his
+cure, but will not tell it to thee.'
+
+"'Tell me what it is!' exclaimed the maiden. 'I will pay any price for
+the cure!'
+
+"'Are you sure?' asked the witch with a disagreeable laugh.
+
+"'I am sure,' answered the maiden.
+
+"'Know then,' said the witch, 'that only a virgin life like yours can
+save him. Will you give your life?'
+
+"The girl looked down in thought. At last she spoke. 'If it is indeed
+so, why should I not? He is strong again and the world has need of
+him. He loves another from whom only bewitchment separates him. The
+happiness of two is worth the sacrifice of one. I will give my life
+that they may wed.'
+
+"The next morning when the man made his daily trial to arise, he found
+to his amazement that he could do so. He looked around for the maiden,
+but she was nowhere to be seen. He waited all day and till the next
+morning but she did not come. Then, full of regret, he went away. Near
+the threshold of the hut he stopped to pick a branch of fragrant lilac.
+As he did so, the whole bush swayed with delight, and it seemed to him
+that a spirit within it called his name as he turned away."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER X
+
+NEW PLANS
+
+
+Jonitza tried to forget that the time for leaving the country was
+approaching. The month had meant much to him. It had made a remarkable
+change in his appearance. His listless air had given way to a wide
+awake interested look, and his pale cheeks had already something of a
+ruddy hue.
+
+Although for her own sake, Mrs. Popescu longed for a return home, she
+felt something like guilt in taking her son back with her. Every night
+she gave much thought to the subject and every night she knelt in
+prayer before the ikon that hung in her bedroom, asking that light be
+given her as to her duty. Finally, unable to decide, she wrote a long
+letter to her busy husband and begged his advice.
+
+Instead of a written answer, her husband himself arrived. His solution
+of the difficulty startled her.
+
+"Why shouldn't Jonitza accompany Nicolaia as a sheep herder into the
+Carpathians?"
+
+"I'm afraid," she said, "there are gypsies there--and bad
+shepherds--and wild animals--and the life is too hard."
+
+Her husband made light of all these things. "I've talked it over," he
+said, "with the Doctor. He declares that the only trouble with our
+boy is that we've molly-coddled him. He advised me to trust him to
+Nicolaia, whose family he knows. He says that Jonitza is just the age
+to enjoy the experience and that he will thank us all his life for it."
+
+But at first Mrs. Popescu did not agree. "He has grown much heartier,"
+she said. "Perhaps he would get along very well at home now."
+
+So it was not settled until after the whole thing was talked over with
+the peasant and his wife and Mrs. Popescu was persuaded that her son
+would be in safe hands and that, besides, the dangers were less than in
+the city. Then Katinka was sent to call in the boys who were busy as
+usual with some outside work. They came in with a surprised air, but
+when all was explained to them both set up a shout that echoed from the
+darkened rafters of the room.
+
+Mr. Popescu laughed with pleasure. "Can that be really my son?" he said.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XI
+
+IN THE CARPATHIANS
+
+
+"I feel as free as a bird!" Jonitza could not help exclaiming when they
+had actually started with their flocks for the Carpathian mountains.
+Like his friend, he was dressed in typical shepherd costume, consisting
+of a coarse white linen shirt and trousers, a long mantle of very heavy
+wool, and a straight round sheepskin cap. His very shoes were the same,
+for the boys had fashioned both pair together. They were made of pieces
+of goatskin that had been soaked in water until soft, gathered into
+pleats by means of thongs over the ankles, while other bits of thong
+held them securely in place.
+
+They had a big flock of sheep under their charge, for besides those
+belonging to Nicolaia's father they were to herd those belonging to the
+richest man in that neighborhood. Besides the sheep, two intelligent
+wolf dogs belonging to the neighbor went with them, as well as a
+donkey, to be used later to carry the packs of cheese and milk.
+
+It was high time for the boys to start, for the other shepherds had
+gone, and the hot Roumanian summer was beginning to be felt.
+
+Although Nicolaia had already spent two summers on the mountains this
+was the first time that he was in charge of so large a flock. In
+consequence he shared some of Jonitza's excitement. There was another
+reason why this summer might prove a notable one for him. It was
+probably his last experience of the kind, for his parents had decided
+to have him apprenticed that autumn to his uncle, a cabinet maker in
+the city of Bukurest, and apprenticeships in Roumania are for six years.
+
+It was a hard climb for the boys. At first as they made their way
+upward they occasionally passed one-room shanties, each shared by an
+entire family and all the domestic animals. At the last one of these
+they stopped to ask for a drink of water. The door was open and inside
+they could see the scanty furniture--a rude table, a bench, a stove,
+and a cot covered with the skins of wild beasts. A fierce looking man
+answered their call and handed them the water with so surly an air that
+Nicolaia, who was accustomed to the great hospitality of the section
+where he lived, felt a mingling of amazement and indignation. There
+was no garden of any kind around this house, but there was a wealth of
+wild flowers. Yellow foxgloves, gladiolas, and wild honeysuckle seemed
+determined to make the place a thing of beauty.
+
+Just at noon, near one of the little streams that constantly crossed
+their path, they came upon a small band of the gypsies that are as
+numerous in Roumania as in Hungary. By a small fire over which a kettle
+hung, sat two women. A short distance from them lay a dark-skinned lad,
+with matted hair, while leaning against a giant beech on the other
+side, was a young man playing a weird air that made one think of a
+mountain storm, on a crude violin.
+
+From this wayside camp, the path wound around and around until at last
+it suddenly branched into two parts. Nicolaia stopped at this point
+perplexed. "I do not remember this," he said, as he chose the broader
+looking of the two roads. Soon, however, he saw the mistake he made in
+doing so. What he had taken for a path was the channel of a mountain
+torrent. It ended in a steep abyss, down which some of the sheep had
+already scrambled.
+
+The boys spent fully half an hour of the hardest kind of work before
+they got these sheep back. When, shortly after, they came to a grassy
+valley, both, panting hard, threw themselves under a tree.
+
+"This is where we'll camp for the night," said Nicolaia, "now that we
+have all the sheep together." As he spoke, he unpacked the supper of
+cold meat, onions, and _mamaliga_ that they had brought with them. They
+also helped themselves to a drink of sheep's milk, which is richer and
+thicker than cow's and of quite a different flavor.
+
+The sun was already low, and when it sank from sight, darkness followed
+very soon. Quickly wrapping themselves in their mantles, the boys lay
+down beside their sheep. So strenuous had the day been, that hardly had
+they exchanged a few sentences than both were fast asleep.
+
+The next day, after an early breakfast, they were again on their way.
+The scenery around was grandly wild. Enormous birch and oak-trees
+towered on both sides of the narrow path, while lime-trees gave forth
+the honeyed sweetness of their blossoms. Here and there a precipice
+would yawn on one side of the pathway. No homes of any kind were to be
+seen.
+
+The afternoon was far advanced when they reached another valley which
+was to form their headquarters for the summer. Several of the shepherds
+who shared this section noted their arrival and sent a welcome to them
+on their _boutchoums_, long pipes of cherry wood which can be heard for
+a great distance. In the Middle Ages, Roumanians used the _boutchoums_
+to proclaim war to the troops.
+
+Nicolaia at once led Jonitza to a sort of cave formed of large, loose
+stones. "This," he said, "is the store-house of six or eight of us who
+herd in this vicinity."
+
+The next morning the work began in earnest. Some of it was splendid
+training. Each day Nicolaia and Jonitza had to creep along the crags
+with the flocks. Sometimes the footing was very insecure, so it
+was no wonder that at the end of the first day Jonitza was covered
+with bruises from his many falls. "I'm as stiff as a board, too,"
+he confided to Nicolaia, as they lay down near each other to sleep.
+But, by the end of the week, the stiffness was entirely gone, and
+Jonitza could manage to keep his footing on the rocks even better than
+Nicolaia. By that time, too, he had learned the call that would make
+the sheep clinging to the steep mountainsides stop eating, look up, and
+then come scrambling to him.
+
+The donkey had been let loose as soon as the valley was reached and got
+into all kinds of scrapes from his dislike to being alone. Sometimes
+when he found that he couldn't follow the sheep, he would stand on a
+bowlder and bray loudly as if proclaiming to an unsympathetic world his
+loneliness.
+
+Sometimes the report would spread that wild animals had been seen
+prowling near. This meant extra watchfulness on the part of the
+shepherds. But whether there was reason for any especial alarm or not,
+every night each shepherd wrapped himself in his sheepskin or woolen
+mantle and lay down by his flock ready to spring up at the least sign
+of danger.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XII
+
+IN THE CARPATHIANS (_Continued_)
+
+
+Although Jonitza and Nicolaia could not be constantly together, they
+tried to share at least one meal every day. Once at such a time Jonitza
+remarked: "How I wish I could get to the top of that mountain yonder.
+See what a queer shape it is! It makes me think of the picture of a
+peak called 'La Omu,' the man."
+
+Nicolaia thought that a funny name. "How did it come to get it?" he
+asked.
+
+"Let me think," replied Jonitza. "Oh, yes, I remember now what was
+written about it in my story book. It said that it had another name,
+'Negoi,' but that most of the country people preferred 'La Omu' because
+of its resemblance to a human figure. When one came near he could see
+that this was caused by a big rock in the center of a mass of others.
+According to tradition, a shepherd once lost his way there and began to
+curse God for his misfortune. Suddenly as he was cursing, God turned
+him into stone as a warning to others."
+
+"Although that probably isn't 'La Omu,'" said Nicolaia, "I should like
+to climb it nevertheless. Perhaps Vasili would keep an eye on our sheep
+for a few hours if we asked him."
+
+"Do you think so?" asked Jonitza eagerly. And he at once ran to a bluff
+and shouted to Vasili, who was stationed nearer to them than any of the
+other shepherds. Vasili called back good-naturedly, "Go on. I'll see
+the sheep don't wander far." And the boys started.
+
+It took them half an hour to reach the peak. Gradually, as they
+ascended it, the pine and fir-trees dwindled into misshapen goblin-like
+bushes, each of which seemed to be hiding behind one of the great
+bowlders that were everywhere so plentiful.
+
+At one point the boys were clambering up a steep rocky path when
+suddenly Jonitza gave a shriek and at the same time jumped high into
+the air. Nicolaia, who was a short distance behind, stopped so suddenly
+that he almost lost his balance. There, stretched out between the two
+boys, lay two long shiny snakes sunning themselves and apparently
+paying no heed to what had happened.
+
+Nicolaia recovered himself first. He grasped tight hold of his shepherd
+staff and approached. "Pshaw!" he called disdainfully, to Jonitza on
+the other side. "They're harmless." Then jumping without fear over
+them, he ran to where his companion, panting hard, was leaning against
+a bowlder.
+
+[Illustration: "THERE ... LAY TWO LONG SHINY SNAKES"]
+
+Seeing an open space near, the boys looked it over carefully and
+sat down. "It was the suddenness of seeing the snakes that made me
+jump," said Jonitza, apparently feeling that his natural action needed
+explanation. At this Nicolaia chuckled and then began to lecture
+Jonitza on the necessity of always keeping wide awake in the mountains
+and never allowing himself to be surprised.
+
+Jonitza did not relish this and interrupted his companion to ask
+questions. "How is one to tell harmless snakes from others? Have you
+ever seen snakes just born?"
+
+At this last question, Nicolaia's eyes flashed. "How I wish I could
+find a snake's nest!" he exclaimed. "Don't you know that precious
+stones are made from snake saliva? If I found a snake nest, I'd not run
+but kill the snakes, and then I'd be so rich I'd be able to buy a big
+farm of my own."
+
+An answering flash came into Jonitza's eyes. "Let's go hunt for one
+now," he said, springing up. Nicolaia rose more slowly. "I'm willing,
+but I warn you that we must be careful."
+
+So with their long shepherd staves in their hands, and keeping watch
+where they trod, they began a hunt among the bowlders.
+
+How it might have ended no one can tell, for they had gone scarcely
+twenty yards when they heard a loud cry from down below.
+
+"It must be for us," said Nicolaia, and quite forgetful of snakes or
+anything else he led the way back as fast as he was able.
+
+When they reached the slopes on which their sheep were grazing, they
+met a shout of laughter. "It was your donkey," Vasili explained. "He
+tried, as usual, to follow the flock and this time slipped down between
+two rocks and couldn't go forward or back. Didn't you hear him bray? I
+didn't know what to do and so called for you. But in the meantime this
+other Vasili here came bounding up from nowhere. And you ought to have
+seen him manage! He tied the donkey's feet together with a thong and
+lifted him out as easily as one would a baby."
+
+"You know you helped me," said a new voice.
+
+The boys looked up to see a stranger standing near. He was of medium
+height but thickset and very hardy in appearance. Instead of a
+sheepskin cap a broad-brimmed hat was set well back over a mass of
+glossy black curls. His features were regular; his eyes were now
+smiling but there were angry lines written long before around them. The
+boys shook hands with him and thanked him. "It was nothing," he said.
+"Aren't we brothers?"
+
+"Where are you from?"
+
+"I belong to the other side," the youth answered, and then added, "The
+side that isn't free."
+
+All knew at once that he referred to Transylvania, which, although a
+part of Hungary, is largely inhabited by Roumanians.
+
+"We intend to make it free," Nicolaia answered with feeling. The
+Transylvanian smiled and shook his head. Then, without a word more, he
+left them.
+
+There was one other shepherd that they learned to know. He was the
+oldest there and came from Jassy, once the capital of Moldavia, a city
+so old that the Turks claim that it dates back to the time of Abraham.
+The Roumanians, however, feel that they can do better than that. They
+put its foundations to the time of their beloved Trajan!
+
+This shepherd, of whom later they heard strange wild tales, kept much
+to himself. Often, however, the monotonously melancholy notes of a
+wooden flute on which he played would reach them. Sometimes, too,
+especially at early dawn, they would hear him draw forth powerful notes
+on the _boutchoum_, such as no other shepherd could equal.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XIII
+
+LEAVING THE MOUNTAINS
+
+
+Thus the summer slowly passed in healthy out-of-door life that began to
+grow exceedingly monotonous at the end. It was lonely, too, for after
+the boys became used to the work even the noon meals together became
+rarer, and sometimes several days passed with no other communication
+than a few calls to each other.
+
+At last September came. This is the month when the herdsmen take their
+sheep again to the valleys. The donkey was laden with cheeses of
+sheep's milk, and the boys followed the procession back to the village
+from which they had started. They found it delightful to be together
+again, and somehow, as they talked it over, the summer experience that
+had begun to be trying regained its charm.
+
+They joked, they told folk tales, and Nicolaia even sang a ballad that
+had long been a favorite with the Roumanians. It was very touching,
+and, of course, had to do with a shepherd, of his love for his sheep
+and his dogs and his longing to lie near them even in death.
+
+Long before they reached the farm-house they had been seen by Katinka
+who ran out to meet them.
+
+Jonitza found some letters awaiting him. He picked out the daintiest,
+knowing it to be from his mother, and, begging to be excused, tore it
+open to read immediately.
+
+It was from Sinaia, the fashionable mountain resort where "Carmen
+Sylva," the late loved dowager Queen Elizabeth, had had her summer home.
+
+"Your father," said the letter among other things, "has to make a
+business trip among our Wallachian farmers. He intends to take you with
+him and finally spend a day or two with me here. Later on, we shall
+visit relatives for some time at the capital, Bukurest."
+
+Two days later Mr. Popescu took his son away.
+
+As Mr. Popescu's business was with the peasants, most of the trip
+was made by carriage through the very rich agricultural sections of
+Wallachia. Now they stopped at the farms of the wealthy, where the very
+latest in farm machinery could be seen at work; then at some of the
+hundreds of small farms where the peasants still harvested their grain
+with the sickle, and threshed it with the flail. On the way they passed
+orchards of damson plum, from which brandy is made, and vineyards with
+their rich yield.
+
+The weather favored them. Only once were they caught in a storm. The
+sky directly above had been monotonously blue for several days when
+clouds seemed suddenly to form in all directions. A wind arose that
+soon changed into a tempest, raising enormous clouds of dust. Angry
+lightning began to fly across the sky, while not only the thunder but
+the storm itself threatened. Through the dust they could just make out
+a tower which showed that they were near a village. The obedient horses
+strained every sinew to reach it and did just manage to get under cover
+at a rude inn when enormous hail stones began to fall.
+
+It proved to be rather an interesting place where they had secured
+shelter, for it was not only an inn but a general store where a little
+of everything was kept for sale. As no especial room was assigned them,
+Jonitza felt free to wander about the place. On a sort of screened
+back porch he found a woman pickling whole heads of cabbage, adding
+corn-meal to the brine to hasten fermentation. This, when stuffed with
+chopped pork, onions and rice, forms one of the national dishes.
+
+Mr. Popescu smiled at the supper that was placed before them an hour
+later. There was, of course, _mamaliga_ and its string, with a big
+pitcher of rich milk, then some salted cheese, raw onions, and some
+sun-dried beef that had been seasoned with spices and garlic when
+cooked. The platters, spoons and forks were of wood, the knives alone
+being of steel.
+
+Although the owner of the inn was evidently pleased at having so much
+to place before his guests, he seemed to think that he could do still
+better. "One of my pigs," he said, "is to be killed to-morrow. If you
+will stay till then I can offer you something really fine."
+
+Although that might not have been the reason, Mr. Popescu decided to
+stay.
+
+"Come," the landlord's wife said to Jonitza next morning as he sat on
+the stoop in front of the inn. In answer to her mysterious beckoning,
+Jonitza followed her to the rear. Here he found a group of men and boys
+gathered around a big fire from which a very pleasant odor rose.
+
+"What is it?" Jonitza inquired. The landlady laughed and then
+whispered, "The pig has been killed and we are burning off its hair."
+
+After the meat had been exposed to the heat for a sufficient length of
+time, thin slices were cut off and handed to each person present. This
+resulted in loud exclamations from some of the children whose fingers
+were burnt and even louder smacking of lips as the delicious morsels
+were tasted.
+
+They left late that afternoon for the next village, overtaking on the
+way a party of reapers with scythes over their shoulders. A young woman
+crowned with wheaten ears led several others, all of whom chanted some
+melancholy air about the end of the harvest.
+
+Everywhere they went people sang, the number of folk songs about
+soldier life being particularly noticeable. Many of these songs were
+exceedingly touching; some, however, were wild in character. All were
+full of a spirit of rare bravery and resignation to whatever fate had
+in store.
+
+At last among the grand forests near the Prahova River, the pretty
+rustic houses of rural Roumania changed to Swiss looking cottages, and
+then to fine brown and red-roofed villas, hotels and baths. Sinaia had
+been reached.
+
+A little apart from the villas stood the Royal Summer Palace, with its
+tall roofs and glittering pinnacles.
+
+During the trip they had changed vehicles and drivers many times,
+and now a very old man acted as their coachman. His eyes sparkled as
+he pointed out the Château. "I lived near here," he said, "when this
+Château was built for King Carol and Queen Elizabeth, whom they tell
+me is now generally called 'Carmen Sylva.' My daughter was better
+acquainted with her than I. Might I tell you the story, sir? It was
+not long after the Château was finished that the King and Queen drove
+up to spend a few days here. They had splendid horses and came fast.
+My little girl was playing by the roadside and somehow frightened the
+horses for they leaped to one side. They were brought under control at
+once, but the child had been more frightened than they and cried loudly.
+
+"Her Majesty must have heard her for she ordered the coachman to stop.
+When he had done so, she herself got out and went back to my little
+one, whom she comforted in a few minutes. As she kissed her and put
+some coins in her hands, she whispered, 'Be ready to pay me a visit
+to-morrow morning. I'll come for you.'
+
+"We did not think anything of this, but the next day, sure enough,
+a carriage came to our little hut for Florica. You can imagine our
+excitement until we had our little one again and heard from her the
+whole story of her visit to Fairy Land, for that is what the visit to
+the Château was to her.
+
+"But I have another and better reason to bless her Gracious Majesty. My
+brother, sir, was blind--couldn't see a thing, sir--and our Queen made
+him happy, as she did others like him, in the Asylum for the Blind that
+she founded in Bukurest.
+
+"She was always doing good.
+
+"She liked our peasant ways, sir, she did, and our dress. In the
+Château she always wore the national costume and all her maids had to
+do so. Deeper in the woods is a Forester's hut where they tell me she
+wrote stories and songs like our own."
+
+As the man chatted they approached a deep-roofed chalet from which the
+sound of merry laughter and conversation was wafted down to them. Then
+they stopped before it and the next moment Jonitza was in his mother's
+arms.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XIV
+
+THE CAPITAL OF ROUMANIA
+
+
+Jonitza had not been a week in Bukurest when he began to wish himself
+back in the country. At first there had been much to see, especially in
+the fine shops on the beautiful street called Calea Vittoriei, which
+extends from one end of the city to the other. On this street is also
+the Royal Palace and most of the theaters.
+
+Jonitza and his parents were staying with near relatives in one of
+the many fine residential sections, where the big stone houses are
+surrounded by beautiful gardens.
+
+Although this section was no great distance from the business center,
+they never walked to the latter but either drove or went in the big
+touring car belonging to the family.
+
+"People must be very happy in the 'City of Pleasure,'"--that is what
+the word Bukurest means--Jonitza said to himself one day as he watched
+the very lively crowds on the streets. He was standing at the time in
+front of the splendid show windows of a jewelry store, waiting for
+his mother who had gone inside. At first he had stared at the rich
+gems through the glass but the interesting passing crowd had gradually
+attracted him; the very fashionable ladies, some light, some dark,
+talking so vivaciously, the priests with their long hair, and, most
+of all, the numerous soldiers in the splendor and variety of their
+uniforms.
+
+"Jonitza," said his mother when she came out, "I am going to call on an
+old-time friend, and as I know such visits bore you, I shall leave you
+on the way to spend an hour at the National Museum. How will you like
+that?"
+
+"Very much, dear mother," Jonitza answered.
+
+So the carriage took them to the big Museum building where Jonitza
+alighted. Indoors he found much to interest him. He lingered before
+the displays of magnificent royal jeweled collars and crowns, and the
+specimens of Roumania's mineral wealth: gold, silver, copper, rock
+salt, and others. There were drawings and paintings, too, to be looked
+at. He stood long before one of the latter. It represented a Roumanian
+boyard or nobleman of long ago, dressed in a long, loose, rich costume,
+with several jeweled daggers in his embroidered belt. A crowd of
+dependents surrounded him, some bowing low, some kissing his hand, some
+trying to get him to listen to the tale that they had to tell.
+
+Although Jonitza's mother was late in returning to the Museum, he had
+still much to see when she did come. A richly dressed young woman, who
+treated Jonitza like an old friend, was with her.
+
+"It is still early," his mother remarked to his mystification. And
+she gave some orders to the coachman who then drove them past the
+"Institution of the Blind," the particular pride of Queen Elizabeth
+(Carmen Sylva), past the University and schools of various kinds, past
+a beautiful pure white marble statue of some _voivode_ or other, and on
+to the extensive Garden of Cismegiu; then again to the Calea Vittoriei,
+where the carriage stopped before the renowned restaurant of Capsa.
+
+Here Jonitza's father, who evidently knew of their coming, was waiting
+to escort them into a room with tiled glistening floor, lofty mirrors,
+beautiful flowers, and exquisitely neat tables. The place was crowded
+to overflowing, but above the hum of voices could be heard the
+fascinating music of a Roumanian Gypsy band.
+
+Hardly had they entered, than two fashionably dressed men joined their
+party. After considerable banter, the conversation became so serious
+that Jonitza did not understand all of it. Now and then he caught a
+quotation that he had heard before, as, "Leave a Hungarian to guard
+the thing that you value most," and "There is no fruit so bitter as
+foreigners in the land."
+
+Everything tasted very good, but Jonitza would have enjoyed it more had
+some attention been paid to him. As it was, he was glad when the party
+at last arose and while the rest of the company went to the theater, he
+was sent in the carriage home alone.
+
+At home, he found only servants and so went at once to the little room
+that was his own during his stay at the capital.
+
+Here he threw himself down for awhile in a big armchair and gave
+himself up to thoughts that he had never had before, about Roumania's
+past history, about the old-time ballads of _heiduks_ and chieftains
+that he had heard in the mountains, and about what he had caught in
+the conversation at the brilliant restaurant that night regarding
+Roumania's future.
+
+Even after he lay down on his bed he could not but wonder if Roumania
+was yet to be a great nation, if Transylvania now belonging to Hungary,
+if Bukovina now a part of Austria, and perhaps Bessarabia, though
+claimed by Russia--all with a large Roumanian population, would not
+be restored to her. Finally he fell into a restless sleep in which he
+dreamed that he was already a man and fighting that those of his own
+blood might be rescued from foreign governments who despised them and
+tyrannized over them.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XV
+
+THE NATIONAL DANCE
+
+
+When Jonitza awoke he found black coffee and delicious white twists
+awaiting him. He dressed quickly that he might be in time for the
+hearty breakfast that follows. It was a holiday, and so later he had
+a ride behind four horses abreast with his father, first along the
+sluggish Dimbovitza River on which Bukurest is situated, then into
+the hills to an old three-towered Cathedral, one of the very few
+antiquities to be seen in Bukurest. From here the city looked very
+attractive with its metal plated steeples and cupolas, its many squares
+and tree-lined avenues.
+
+Then the horses carried them still further away to a neighboring hamlet
+with its pretty rustic vine-embowered houses, their dark roofs forming
+verandas on which clay benches invited one to rest. Peasant women
+drawing water from wells by the wayside greeted them; children tending
+geese and pigs smiled at them, and a man building a wattled fence
+invited them into his little country house all blue and white.
+
+When they reached home and had had luncheon, Jonitza found that the
+whole family but himself had been invited to some entertainment and
+that he was to be left with Maritza and the servants.
+
+He had begun to yawn and to wonder how he would spend the day, when
+Maritza solved the problem for him.
+
+"Your mother said that I might take you to see the _Hora_ danced," she
+announced. The _Hora_ is the Roumanian national dance.
+
+"Oh, good!" cried Jonitza, throwing a book that he was holding up to
+the ceiling and catching it again.
+
+Soon after, Maritza's brother came for his sister. He was a rather
+tall, dark-eyed man and dressed in spotless white linen trousers with a
+ruffle around the ankles and deep pointed pockets in front, embroidered
+in red. To be sure to be on time they started at once, Maritza
+laughingly repeating that they "must dance on Sunday to keep the creak
+out of their bones on Monday."
+
+A half hour's walk brought them to a modest section of Bukurest, where,
+in a square opposite a tavern, a host of peasant men and women in their
+gayest costumes, were already gathered. Knowing how eager Maritza was
+to dance, Jonitza urged her to leave him on the lawn. "I shall be all
+right here under the trees," he said.
+
+When she consented, he threw himself down to watch. Soon gypsy
+musicians seated themselves on a platform at one edge of the square
+and began to play. At once men and maidens clasped hands and began a
+swaying motion to words improvised by certain of the youths who were in
+charge of the dance for the day.
+
+Others joined; the ring grew gigantic and then suddenly broke into
+two, each part with its set of leaders, while a shout of pleasurable
+excitement rent the air.
+
+Jonitza enjoyed it all for quite a while and then began to yawn.
+As he turned to see if he could find anything else of interest his
+glance fell on a boy seated some distance away under a huge lime-tree.
+Something about this boy made Jonitza sit upright. Suddenly he leaped
+to his feet, ran wildly forward, and put his hands over the other boy's
+eyes.
+
+"Guess," he said in a muffled voice.
+
+In answer the other boy jumped up, over-throwing Jonitza as he did so.
+It was Nicolaia.
+
+For a moment both boys showed considerable emotion. "When did you come?
+Are you going to stay in Bukurest? Where do you live?" were some of the
+questions that Jonitza hurled at his companion.
+
+Nicolaia did his best to answer. "I came yesterday," he said, "to begin
+my apprenticeship with my uncle. Since to-day is Friday and a holiday,
+Uncle says that I am not to begin work till Monday. He wants me to see
+a little of the city first."
+
+"Hurrah!" shouted Jonitza, throwing up his cap. "Where are you going
+to-morrow?"
+
+"In the morning I'm going to go to market with Auntie, so as to know
+how to buy. I'm to live with them and shall have to do all sorts of odd
+jobs at times."
+
+Jonitza grew thoughtful. "I'll try to see you there," he said after a
+pause. "Mother won't let me go alone anywhere here. I'm such a lovely
+child"--here he grinned--"she thinks some one might steal me. But
+perhaps I can go with one of the house servants or with Maritza."
+
+"I'll look for you," said Nicolaia solemnly. Then he added: "I was
+so tired of watching the old dance that I was amusing myself playing
+_Arshitza_." Here he stooped to pick up a sheep bone shaped like the
+figure eight, and some bits of lead.
+
+"What fun we used to have playing that at your house," said Jonitza
+with something like a sigh. "Let's play it now." Nicolaia nodded and
+they settled down for a quiet time by themselves, each trying in turn
+to snap as many of the lead pieces as possible into the rings.
+
+Later they sharpened a few sticks that they found and played another
+game called _Tzurka_, not unlike our game of _Cat_. Then they lay down
+side by side on the grass and talked.
+
+All this time the music, singing, and dancing went on, as if none
+of those taking part in it knew what it was to get tired. It was
+only with the setting of the sun that it came to a stop. Neither of
+the boys would have known it, however, so absorbed were they in a
+deep discussion, had not Maritza found them. As she shook hands with
+Nicolaia and looked at Jonitza's animated face she roguishly asked,
+"Did you like the dance?"
+
+"Why--yes--" responded Jonitza quite unconscious of the twinkle in
+her eyes. "It was splendid, wasn't it, Nicolaia? I wish it could have
+lasted longer!"
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XVI
+
+AT THE MARKET
+
+
+It was not until he was alone with his mother that night that Jonitza
+mentioned his desire to see Nicolaia at the market on the morrow. His
+mother put her arms around him. "It is a long time since I've gone to
+market. Suppose I go to-morrow morning and take you with me?"
+
+"How good a mother is," Jonitza thought as he went to bed, "and how
+well she understands a boy."
+
+[Illustration: "'WILL YOU NOT LET ME TAKE YOU HOME IN THE CAR?'"]
+
+It was delightfully cool next morning when a touring car took them to
+what seemed a village of booths or stalls, presided over by gypsies,
+peasants and Jews.
+
+Nicolaia and his aunt were evidently looking out for them for they
+came up as the carriage stopped. Mrs. Popescu gave Nicolaia a hearty
+handshake and then turning to his aunt asked for permission to keep the
+boy with them for the rest of the day. The aunt pointed to a basket
+over her arm, already filled with the purchases that she had wished
+Nicolaia to help her make, and cheerfully gave her consent. Then Mrs.
+Popescu made a gracious offer. "While the boys are enjoying the market
+together, will you not let me take you home in the car?"
+
+Nicolaia's aunt was evidently surprised and somewhat embarrassed, but
+when she saw that the offer was sincerely meant, climbed in with her
+basket, remarking that it was the first time that she had ever been in
+"one of those things."
+
+As the car drove off, Jonitza grabbed Nicolaia's hand and squeezing it,
+exclaimed: "Isn't this fine!"
+
+"Bully!" returned Nicolaia. "Let's go from one end of the market to the
+other."
+
+To show how entirely he intended agreeing with anything that his
+companion might suggest, Jonitza, laughing, took hold of Nicolaia's
+arm and pulled him rapidly forward. Both came to a standstill where a
+heavily bearded man was measuring out rose leaves to be boiled into
+jam. Near him was a stall with the bright pottery made by the peasants,
+while across the lane an old woman offered amulets of various kinds for
+sale. "Buy one of these," she urged the boys as their curious glances
+fell on her wares. "If not for yourselves, my dears, then for your
+mothers or sisters; what I have will surely protect them from evil."
+
+The boys paid little attention to her words, but when she laid an arm
+on Nicolaia he nudged Jonitza with his elbow, said a few words in a
+low voice and both suddenly darted off, almost knocking down the boys
+and girls who were going in an opposite direction, carefully balancing
+stone jars or baskets laden with fruit or vegetables on their heads.
+They stopped again where food was offered for sale. There were melons
+and pumpkins, berries, dried fish, caviar, poultry, and bread booths,
+some of them with women in charge who were knitting or spinning, while
+waiting for customers.
+
+"Look who is behind me," Nicolaia called out suddenly. Jonitza turned
+hastily and saw a knife-grinder who, having caught the remark, made a
+grimace at the boys. They followed him to a booth, and after watching
+him for a few minutes, made their way to a place near by where all
+kinds of birds were for sale. "I must have one," said Jonitza, but when
+Nicolaia could not help him decide whether it should be a parrot or a
+canary, he decided to postpone the purchase until another day.
+
+This bird stall was not far from another entrance than the one by which
+they had come. From it they could see numerous carts approaching, some
+of them drawn by buffaloes, with peasants seated on the front rails.
+
+As the boys eagerly gazed around for anything out of the ordinary, the
+chant of a minstrel reached them. With difficulty they forced their way
+into a crowd gathered around an old, half-blind man who seemed to be
+improvising some fascinating tale of war time deeds accompanying the
+half-chanted words to a twanging on a flute-like instrument called a
+_cobza_. Every once in a while as he stopped the gathered people would
+shout their applause.
+
+It was not until he grew tired and signified a need for rest that the
+boys left. Right around the corner they came upon an equal attraction.
+It was a sort of "Punch and Judy" show to see which a trifling fee was
+demanded. "We mustn't miss this," Jonitza insisted and led the way into
+a structure which was crowded with children.
+
+As they came out, a bell tolled the hour. The boys stopped to count the
+strokes. As they ceased, Nicolaia's face grew serious. It was half an
+hour past the time when they were to meet Mrs. Popescu. What would she
+say?
+
+But, when they found her, she did not give them a chance even to
+offer an excuse. "I know you're late and deserve a scolding, but how
+dare I scold you when I was ten minutes late myself? I do believe in
+punctuality, however, for sometimes time is very precious, and I'm
+going to try not to ever have this happen again. What about yourselves?"
+
+"Oh, we'll try to keep track of time hereafter, dear mother," Jonitza
+answered both for himself and his friend, at the same time gratefully,
+pressing one of her hands under the laprobe.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XVII
+
+GOOD-BY
+
+
+Winter had fully set in when Jonitza and his parents returned to their
+home city of Galatz. It was intensely cold, for the winds from Russia's
+vast steppes meet no hindrance in striking the great plains along the
+lower part of the Danube River. The snow lay heavy on roads and houses,
+while sprays of icicles hung low from the trees and bushes and even
+from the noses of toiling cattle. The Danube itself was frozen and
+would remain so for at least three months. Even the Black Sea further
+away was ice covered for several miles' distance from shore.
+
+A warm welcome, however, awaited them indoors. The tall brick stove
+threw out great heat, and the secure double windows treated the
+powerful wind with scorn.
+
+Friends added the warmth of welcome, and Jonitza was surprised to find
+how many boys there were of his own age right in his neighborhood. He
+stared at them as if he had never seen them before and they stared
+in equal surprise at him. "The fact is," Mr. Popescu confided to the
+Doctor, "we have brought back a new son."
+
+There was one very bright boy in particular to whom Jonitza was
+attracted largely because of some physical resemblance to Nicolaia,
+and this boy's opinion came to have quite an influence over him. For
+instance when the question of resuming his studies under his former
+tutor came up, Jonitza objected. "I want to go to the same school as
+Dimitri," he said. Dimitri was the name of his new friend. "There's a
+teacher there that knows all sorts of things. Besides, I want to study
+and work with other boys. How can I tell whether I'm stupid or dull
+unless I do?"
+
+[Illustration: "SOMETHING CAREFULLY COVERED WITH A SHEET WAS CARRIED
+MYSTERIOUSLY INTO JONITZA'S ROOM"]
+
+"I'm afraid I am bringing up a democrat!" his father exclaimed half
+jokingly when he had given his consent. He had reason to think so in
+earnest before the winter was over for his son took part in all kinds
+of sports and picked his associates without regard to the class to
+which they belonged. Some of Mrs. Popescu's relatives and friends did
+not hesitate to voice their disapproval. Once they made Mr. Popescu
+think that he must interfere, but fortunately before he did he ran
+across his friend the Doctor.
+
+"Your advice has done wonders for our boy," he said to him, "but--" and
+in a lowered tone he repeated some of the criticisms.
+
+The Doctor gave his cheery laugh. "Let them criticize," he said. "Be
+thankful that your son acts as a normal boy should act; that he chooses
+his associates for what they are worth, not for what they can spend.
+Take my word for it," he added impressively, "class distinctions that
+have counted so much with some of us, are going to be abolished in our
+country as well as in many another, and that soon, even if it takes the
+great war to abolish them."
+
+Jonitza had made up his mind that Nicolaia must spend the Christmas
+holidays with them, and Mrs. Popescu was anxious to gratify this wish.
+But at first it seemed that this would be impossible. It was fortunate
+perhaps that Mr. Popescu had a business trip to make to Bukurest and so
+could use a little of his personal influence. That this had some weight
+was shown when he returned on December 22 accompanied by Nicolaia.
+
+Jonitza had given up all hopes of having his friend with him and so was
+doubly pleased. He resolved to do everything he could to make the time
+enjoyable for him, and begged Dimitri's interest and assistance.
+
+"Will your parents let you join me in carol singing?" was Dimitri's
+first question.
+
+"Mother will, if Nicolaia would like it," replied Jonitza with
+confidence.
+
+"Then," said Dimitri, "I'll come to your house this afternoon and we'll
+plan things."
+
+When Dimitri came he was told that Mrs. Popescu had given her consent
+and the boys retired to a shed to work secretly at the preparations.
+They were evidently quite elaborate, for Jonitza visited the house for
+supplies several times. By supper time something carefully covered with
+a sheet was carried mysteriously into Jonitza's room where a hiding
+place was found for it.
+
+On Christmas Eve Dimitri was invited over for supper. Maritza herself
+prepared a special dish called _turte_ for the occasion. This consisted
+of thin dry wafers of dough covered with honey.
+
+After the meal the boys hurried to Jonitza's room. When they came out
+it was hard to recognize them. Each had on a mask, a long gown, and a
+high hat of colored paper.
+
+Nicolaia held a wooden star adorned with little bells. The center of
+this star was a representation of the manger, and was illuminated from
+behind.
+
+They took their stand in the hallway where they sang Christmas carols,
+some of which ended by wishing much prosperity to the household,
+
+    "For many years,
+     For many years."
+
+Then Dimitri led the way to other homes, where he knew they would be
+welcomed.
+
+Before the Christmas festivities came to an end, Jonitza and Dimitri
+planned something far more elaborate. It was to act out a peculiar
+traditional drama for some of the poorest children of the town. Mrs.
+Popescu lent her assistance and it turned out a great success.
+
+The name of the drama was _Irozi_, showing that it had something to
+do with the time of Herod. There were seven boys besides Jonitza,
+Nicolaia and Dimitri who took part in it. The principal characters were
+a grumbling Herod, some Roman officers, and three Magi in Oriental
+costumes, a child, a clown, and an old man.
+
+The plot is quite simple. A Roman officer brings news to Herod (who
+was impersonated by Jonitza), that three men have been caught going
+to Bethlehem to adore the new-born Christ. Entering, they hold a long
+dialogue with Herod, who at last orders them to be cast into prison.
+They, however, implore God to punish their persecutor. As they do so,
+strange noises are heard. These frighten Herod who begs forgiveness and
+lets the men go free.
+
+Later a child comes in and prophesies the future of the Messiah. As the
+child proceeds, Herod's rage increases until he strikes the child dead.
+At this all present unite in reproaches until Herod sinks to his knees
+and implores forgiveness.
+
+The success of the play was largely due to two characters whose antics
+pleased the little ones. One of these was the clown (Nicolaia) and the
+other was an old man who was in everybody's way (Dimitri). This latter
+had a mask with a long beard on his face, a hunched back, and wore
+heavy boots and a sheepskin mantle with the wool on the outside.
+
+When the much applauded play came to an end, refreshments were passed
+around and afterwards the children sent home with their hands filled
+with gifts of various kinds.
+
+In such gayeties the holidays soon passed. On the very last day of the
+year Nicolaia left for home, and as Jonitza and Dimitri saw him to the
+train they anticipated the New Year by throwing grains of corn at him
+and repeating the old time Roumanian greeting:
+
+"May you live and flourish like the trees of the garden and be blessed
+like them with all things plentiful."
+
+
+THE END
+
+
+
+
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+THE BLUE BONNET SERIES
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+=A TEXAS BLUE BONNET=
+
+By CAROLINE E. JACOBS.
+
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+
+
+=BLUE BONNET'S RANCH PARTY=
+
+By CAROLINE E. JACOBS AND EDYTH ELLERBECK READ.
+
+"A healthy, natural atmosphere breathes from every chapter."--_Boston
+Transcript._
+
+
+=BLUE BONNET IN BOSTON=; OR, BOARDING-SCHOOL DAYS AT MISS NORTH'S.
+
+By CAROLINE E. JACOBS AND LELA HORN RICHARDS.
+
+"It is bound to become popular because of its wholesomeness and its
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+
+
+=BLUE BONNET KEEPS HOUSE=; OR, THE NEW HOME IN THE EAST.
+
+By CAROLINE E. JACOBS AND LELA HORN RICHARDS.
+
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+
+
+=BLUE BONNET--DÉBUTANTE=
+
+By LELA HORN RICHARDS.
+
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+
+
+
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+THE YOUNG PIONEER SERIES
+
+By HARRISON ADAMS
+
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+
+
+=THE PIONEER BOYS OF THE OHIO=; OR, CLEARING THE WILDERNESS.
+
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+young Americans of to-day interest in the story of their pioneer
+ancestors and the early days of the Republic."--_Boston Globe._
+
+
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+
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+interesting but instructive as well and shows the sterling
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+
+
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+WILDERNESS.
+
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+Sun._
+
+
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+
+"Vivid in style, vigorous in movement, full of dramatic situations,
+true to historic perspective, this story is a capital one for
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+
+
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+
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+
+
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+NORTHWEST.
+
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+
+
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+THE HADLEY HALL SERIES
+
+By LOUISE M. BREITENBACH
+
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+
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+
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+
+
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+
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+
+
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+
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+
+
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+
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+
+
+
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+THE GIRLS OF FRIENDLY TERRACE SERIES
+
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+
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+
+
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+
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+
+
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+
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+
+
+
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+FAMOUS LEADERS SERIES
+
+By CHARLES H. L. JOHNSTON
+
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+
+
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+
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+
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+
+
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+
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+whites for the possession of America is a worthy addition to United
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+
+
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+
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+
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+Eleven Volumes
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+
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+
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+
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+
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+
+
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+
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+
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+
+
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+
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+
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+
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+
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+
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+
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+
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+
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+
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+
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+
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+
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+
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+
+
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+
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+
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+          (Trade Mark)
+
+Being three "Little Colonel" stories in the Cosy Corner Series, "The
+Little Colonel," "Two Little Knights of Kentucky," and "The Giant
+Scissors," in a single volume.
+
+    =THE LITTLE COLONEL'S HOUSE PARTY=
+          (Trade Mark)
+
+    =THE LITTLE COLONEL'S HOLIDAYS=
+          (Trade Mark)
+
+    =THE LITTLE COLONEL'S HERO=
+          (Trade Mark)
+
+    =THE LITTLE COLONEL AT BOARDING-SCHOOL=
+          (Trade Mark)
+
+    =THE LITTLE COLONEL IN ARIZONA=
+          (Trade Mark)
+
+    =THE LITTLE COLONEL'S CHRISTMAS VACATION=
+          (Trade Mark)
+
+    =THE LITTLE COLONEL, MAID OF HONOR=
+          (Trade Mark)
+
+    =THE LITTLE COLONEL'S KNIGHT COMES RIDING=
+          (Trade Mark)
+
+    =MARY WARE: THE LITTLE COLONEL'S CHUM=
+          (Trade Mark)
+
+=MARY WARE IN TEXAS=
+
+=MARY WARE'S PROMISED LAND=
+
+_These twelve volumes, boxed as a set_, $18.00.
+
+
+
+
+SPECIAL HOLIDAY EDITIONS
+
+    _Each small quarto, cloth decorative, per volume_      $1.25
+
+New plates, handsomely illustrated with eight full-page drawings in
+color, and many marginal sketches.
+
+
+    =THE LITTLE COLONEL=
+          (Trade Mark)
+
+=TWO LITTLE KNIGHTS OF KENTUCKY=
+
+=THE GIANT SCISSORS=
+
+=BIG BROTHER=
+
+
+
+
+THE JOHNSTON JEWEL SERIES
+
+    _Each small 16mo, cloth decorative, with frontispiece
+       and decorative text borders, per volume._         _Net_ $0.50
+
+
+=IN THE DESERT OF WAITING=: THE LEGEND OF CAMELBACK MOUNTAIN.
+
+=THE THREE WEAVERS=: A FAIRY TALE FOR FATHERS AND MOTHERS AS WELL AS
+FOR THEIR DAUGHTERS.
+
+=KEEPING TRYST=: A TALE OF KING ARTHUR'S TIME.
+
+=THE LEGEND OF THE BLEEDING HEART=
+
+=THE RESCUE OF PRINCESS WINSOME=: A FAIRY PLAY FOR OLD AND YOUNG.
+
+=THE JESTER'S SWORD=
+
+
+
+
+=THE LITTLE COLONEL'S GOOD TIMES BOOK=
+
+
+    Uniform in size with the Little Colonel Series      $1.50
+    Bound in white kid (morocco) and gold.         _Net_ 3.00
+
+Cover design and decorations by Peter Verberg.
+
+"A mighty attractive volume in which the owner may record the good
+times she has on decorated pages, and under the directions as it were
+of Annie Fellows Johnston."--_Buffalo Express._
+
+
+=THE LITTLE COLONEL DOLL BOOK--First Series=
+
+    Quarto, boards, printed in colors      $1.50
+
+A series of "Little Colonel" dolls. Each has several changes of
+costume, so they can be appropriately clad for the rehearsal of any
+scene or incident in the series.
+
+
+=THE LITTLE COLONEL DOLL BOOK--Second Series=
+
+    Quarto, boards, printed in colors      $1.50
+
+An artistic series of paper dolls, including not only lovable Mary
+Ware, the Little Colonel's chum, but many another of the much loved
+characters which appear in the last three volumes of the famous "Little
+Colonel Series."
+
+
+=ASA HOLMES=
+
+By ANNIE FELLOWS JOHNSTON.
+
+With a frontispiece by Ernest Fosbery.
+
+    16mo, cloth decorative, gilt top      $1.00
+
+"'Asa Holmes' is the most delightful, most sympathetic and wholesome
+book that has been published in a long while."--_Boston Times._
+
+
+=TRAVELERS FIVE: ALONG LIFE'S HIGHWAY=
+
+By ANNIE FELLOWS JOHNSTON.
+
+With an introduction by Bliss Carman, and a frontispiece by E. H.
+Garrett.
+
+    12mo, cloth decorative      $1.25
+
+"Mrs. Johnston broadens her reputation with this book so rich in the
+significance of common things."--_Boston Advertiser._
+
+
+=JOEL: A BOY OF GALILEE=
+
+By ANNIE FELLOWS JOHNSTON.
+
+    12mo, cloth decorative, illustrated      $1.50
+
+"The book is a very clever handling of the greatest event in the
+history of the world."--_Rochester, N. Y., Herald._
+
+
+
+
+THE BOYS' STORY OF THE ARMY SERIES
+
+By FLORENCE KIMBALL RUSSEL
+
+
+=BORN TO THE BLUE=
+
+    12mo, cloth decorative, illustrated      $1.25
+
+"The story deserves warm commendation and genuine popularity."--_Army
+and Navy Register._
+
+
+=IN WEST POINT GRAY=
+
+    12mo, cloth decorative, illustrated      $1.50
+
+"One of the best books that deals with West Point."--_New York Sun._
+
+
+=FROM CHEVRONS TO SHOULDER-STRAPS=
+
+    12mo, cloth decorative, illustrated      $1.50
+
+"The life of a cadet at West Point is portrayed very
+realistically."--_The Hartford Post, Hartford, Conn._
+
+
+
+
+DOCTOR'S LITTLE GIRL SERIES
+
+By MARION AMES TAGGART
+
+    _Each large 12mo, cloth, illustrated, per volume_,      $1.50
+
+
+=THE DOCTOR'S LITTLE GIRL=
+
+"A charming story of the ups and downs of the life of a dear little
+maid."--_The Churchman._
+
+
+=SWEET NANCY=: THE FURTHER ADVENTURES OF THE DOCTOR'S LITTLE GIRL.
+
+"Just the sort of book to amuse, while its influence cannot but be
+elevating."--_New York Sun._
+
+
+=NANCY, THE DOCTOR'S LITTLE PARTNER=
+
+"The story is sweet and fascinating, such as many girls of wholesome
+tastes will enjoy."--_Springfield Union._
+
+
+=NANCY PORTER'S OPPORTUNITY=
+
+"Nancy shows throughout that she is a splendid young woman, with plenty
+of pluck."--_Boston Globe._
+
+
+=NANCY AND THE COGGS TWINS=
+
+"The story is refreshing."--_New York Sun._
+
+
+
+
+WORKS OF EVALEEN STEIN
+
+
+=THE CHRISTMAS PORRINGER=
+
+    12mo, cloth decorative, illustrated by Adelaide Everhart  $1.25
+
+This story happened many hundreds of years ago in the quaint Flemish
+city of Bruges and concerns a little girl named Karen, who worked at
+lace-making with her aged grandmother.
+
+
+=GABRIEL AND THE HOUR BOOK=
+
+    Small quarto, cloth decorative, illustrated and
+       decorated in colors by Adelaide Everhart       $1.25
+
+"No works in juvenile fiction contain so many of the elements that
+stir the hearts of children and grown-ups as well as do the stories so
+admirably told by this author."--_Louisville Daily Courier._
+
+
+=A LITTLE SHEPHERD OF PROVENCE=
+
+    12mo, cloth decorative, illustrated by Diantha H. Marlowe  $1.25
+
+"The story should be one of the influences in the life of every child
+to whom good stories can be made to appeal."--_Public Ledger._
+
+
+=THE LITTLE COUNT OF NORMANDY=
+
+    12mo, cloth decorative, illustrated by John Goss      $1.25
+
+"This touching and pleasing story is told with a wealth of interest
+coupled with enlivening descriptions of the country where its scenes
+are laid and of the people thereof."--_Wilmington Every Evening._
+
+
+
+
+=ELEANOR OF THE HOUSEBOAT=
+
+By LOUISE M. BREITENBACH.
+
+    12mo, cloth decorative, illustrated      $1.50
+
+An unusually interesting story of how Eleanor Tracy spent a wonderful
+summer on a houseboat.
+
+
+
+
+HISTORICAL BOOKS
+
+
+=THE BOYS OF '61=; OR, FOUR YEARS OF FIGHTING.
+
+By CHARLES CARLETON COFFIN.
+
+    Standard Edition. An entirely new edition, cloth
+        decorative, 8vo, with nearly two hundred illustrations   $2.00
+    Popular Edition. Cloth decorative, 12mo, with eight
+        illustrations                                            $1.00
+
+A record of personal observation with the Army and Navy, from the
+Battle of Bull Run to the fall of Richmond.
+
+
+=THE BOYS OF 1812=; AND OTHER NAVAL HEROES.
+
+By JAMES RUSSELL SOLEY.
+
+    Cloth decorative, 8vo, illustrated      $2.00
+
+"The book is full of stirring incidents and adventures."--_Boston
+Herald._
+
+
+=THE SAILOR BOYS OF '61=
+
+By JAMES RUSSELL SOLEY.
+
+    Cloth decorative, 8vo, illustrated      $2.00
+
+"It is written with an enthusiasm that never allows the interest to
+slacken."--_The Call, Newark, N. J._
+
+
+=BOYS OF FORT SCHUYLER=
+
+By JAMES OTIS.
+
+    Cloth decorative, square 12mo, illustrated      $1.25
+
+"It is unquestionably one of the best historical Indian stories ever
+written."--_Boston Herald._
+
+
+FAMOUS WAR STORIES
+
+By CHARLES CARLETON COFFIN
+
+    _Each cloth decorative, 12mo, illustrated, per vol._      $1.25
+
+
+=WINNING HIS WAY=
+
+A story of a young soldier in the Civil War.
+
+
+=MY DAYS AND NIGHTS ON THE BATTLEFIELD=
+
+A story of the Battle of Bull Run and other battles in Kentucky,
+Tennessee, and on the Mississippi.
+
+
+=FOLLOWING THE FLAG=
+
+A story of the Army of the Potomac in the Civil War.
+
+
+
+
+STORIES OF NEWSBOY LIFE
+
+By JAMES OTIS
+
+    _Each 12mo, cloth decorative, illustrated, per volume_     $1.25
+
+
+=JENNY WREN'S BOARDING HOUSE=
+
+"Distinctively a story of newsboy life in New York, and Mr. Otis very
+quickly finds his way to the sensitive and loving heart that beats
+under the ragged and torn coat of the little boy who is untiring in his
+efforts to sell his papers and thereby earn a mere pittance to sustain
+life."--_Boston Herald._
+
+
+=TEDDY AND CARROTS=; OR, TWO MERCHANTS OF NEWSPAPER ROW.
+
+His newsboys are real and wide-awake, and his story abounds with many
+exciting scenes and graphic incidents.
+
+
+=THE BOYS' REVOLT=
+
+A story of the street arabs of New York.
+
+"This is the story of a strike of bootblack boys in the city of New
+York and it contains stirring scenes and incidents."--_The Christian
+Register._
+
+
+=JERRY'S FAMILY=
+
+The story of a street waif of New York.
+
+It is written in the author's best vein, the scene being one in which
+he has won many brilliant successes, _i.e._, picturing life among the
+street arabs of New York.
+
+
+=THE PRINCESS AND JOE POTTER=
+
+"The secret of the author's success lies in his wonderful sympathy with
+the aspirations of child-life, his truthful delineation of life among
+the children who act as his object lessons."--_New York Sun._
+
+
+=LARRY HUDSON'S AMBITION=
+
+"The book is written with brisk and deft cleverness."--_New York Sun._
+
+"An attractive story, with a healthy outdoor atmosphere."--_New York
+Commercial Advertiser._
+
+
+
+
+THE SANDMAN SERIES
+
+By WILLIAM J. HOPKINS
+
+  _Each large 12mo, cloth decorative, illustrated, per volume_  $1.50
+
+
+=THE SANDMAN=: HIS FARM STORIES.
+
+"Mothers and fathers and kind elder sisters who take the little
+ones to bed and rack their brains for stories will find this book a
+treasure."--_Cleveland Leader._
+
+
+=THE SANDMAN=: MORE FARM STORIES.
+
+"Children will call for these stories over and over again."--_Chicago
+Evening Post._
+
+
+=THE SANDMAN=: HIS SHIP STORIES.
+
+"Little ones will understand and delight in the stories and their
+parents will read between the lines and recognize the poetic and
+artistic work of the author."--_Indianapolis News._
+
+
+=THE SANDMAN=: HIS SEA STORIES.
+
+"Once upon a time there was a man who knew little children and the kind
+of stories they liked, so he wrote four books of Sandman's stories, all
+about the farm or the sea, and the brig _Industry_, and this book is
+one of them."--_Canadian Congregationalist._
+
+
+=THE SANDMAN=: HIS ANIMAL STORIES.
+
+By HARRY W. FREES.
+
+"The Sandman is a wonderful fellow. First, he told farm stories, then
+ship stories, then sea stories. And now he tells about the kittens and
+puppies and the fun they had in Kittycat Town, which is somewhere in
+Animal Land."--_Pittsburgh Chronicle Telegraph._
+
+
+=THE SANDMAN=: HIS SONGS AND RHYMES.
+
+By JENNY WALLIS.
+
+A choice collection of the best songs and rhymes that the best writers
+of many lands and of past decades have produced, attractively arranged
+by Jenny Wallis.
+
+
+
+
+    THE LITTLE COUSIN SERIES
+          (TRADE MARK)
+
+Each volume illustrated with six or more full page plates in tint.
+Cloth, 12mo, with decorative cover, per volume, 60 cents
+
+
+LIST OF TITLES
+
+    BY MARY HAZELTON WADE, MARY F.
+    NIXON-ROULET, BLANCHE MCMANUS,
+    CLARA V. WINLOW, FLORENCE E.
+    MENDEL AND OTHERS
+
+    =Our Little African Cousin=
+    =Our Little Alaskan Cousin=
+    =Our Little Arabian Cousin=
+    =Our Little Argentine Cousin=
+    =Our Little Armenian Cousin=
+    =Our Little Australian Cousin=
+    =Our Little Austrian Cousin=
+    =Our Little Belgian Cousin=
+    =Our Little Boer Cousin=
+    =Our Little Bohemian Cousin=
+    =Our Little Brazilian Cousin=
+    =Our Little Bulgarian Cousin=
+    =Our Little Canadian Cousin=
+    =Our Little Chinese Cousin=
+    =Our Little Cossack Cousin=
+    =Our Little Cuban Cousin=
+    =Our Little Danish Cousin=
+    =Our Little Dutch Cousin=
+    =Our Little Egyptian Cousin=
+    =Our Little English Cousin=
+    =Our Little Eskimo Cousin=
+    =Our Little French Cousin=
+    =Our Little German Cousin=
+    =Our Little Grecian Cousin=
+    =Our Little Hawaiian Cousin=
+    =Our Little Hindu Cousin=
+    =Our Little Hungarian Cousin=
+    =Our Little Indian Cousin=
+    =Our Little Irish Cousin=
+    =Our Little Italian Cousin=
+    =Our Little Japanese Cousin=
+    =Our Little Jewish Cousin=
+    =Our Little Korean Cousin=
+    =Our Little Malayan (Brown) Cousin=
+    =Our Little Mexican Cousin=
+    =Our Little Norwegian Cousin=
+    =Our Little Panama Cousin=
+    =Our Little Persian Cousin=
+    =Our Little Philippine Cousin=
+    =Our Little Polish Cousin=
+    =Our Little Porto Rican Cousin=
+    =Our Little Portuguese Cousin=
+    =Our Little Russian Cousin=
+    =Our Little Scotch Cousin=
+    =Our Little Servian Cousin=
+    =Our Little Siamese Cousin=
+    =Our Little Spanish Cousin=
+    =Our Little Swedish Cousin=
+    =Our Little Swiss Cousin=
+    =Our Little Turkish Cousin=
+
+
+
+
+THE LITTLE COUSINS OF LONG AGO SERIES
+
+The volumes in this series describe the boys and girls of ancient times.
+
+    _Each small 12mo, cloth decorative, illustrated_      60c.
+
+
+=OUR LITTLE ATHENIAN COUSIN OF LONG AGO=
+
+By JULIA DARROW COWLES.
+
+
+=OUR LITTLE CARTHAGINIAN COUSIN OF LONG AGO=
+
+By CLARA V. WINLOW.
+
+
+=OUR LITTLE MACEDONIAN COUSIN OF LONG AGO=
+
+By JULIA DARROW COWLES.
+
+
+=OUR LITTLE NORMAN COUSIN OF LONG AGO=
+
+By EVALEEN STEIN.
+
+
+=OUR LITTLE ROMAN COUSIN OF LONG AGO=
+
+By JULIA DARROW COWLES.
+
+
+=OUR LITTLE SAXON COUSIN OF LONG AGO=
+
+By JULIA DARROW COWLES.
+
+
+=OUR LITTLE SPARTAN COUSIN OF LONG AGO=
+
+By JULIA DARROW COWLES.
+
+
+=OUR LITTLE VIKING COUSIN OF LONG AGO=
+
+By CHARLES H. L. JOHNSTON.
+
+
+_IN PREPARATION_
+
+=OUR LITTLE POMPEIIAN COUSIN OF LONG AGO=
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Transcriber's Notes:
+
+Obvious punctuation errors repaired.
+
+Page 24, "acquaintance'" changed to "acquaintance's" (acquaintance's
+feelings)
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Our Little Roumanian Cousin, by 
+Clara Vostrovsky Winlow
+
+*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 43637 ***