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diff --git a/.gitattributes b/.gitattributes new file mode 100644 index 0000000..6833f05 --- /dev/null +++ b/.gitattributes @@ -0,0 +1,3 @@ +* text=auto +*.txt text +*.md text diff --git a/44768-0.txt b/44768-0.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..4893ebc --- /dev/null +++ b/44768-0.txt @@ -0,0 +1,2245 @@ +*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 44768 *** + +[Illustration: HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE +AN ILLUSTRATED WEEKLY.] + + * * * * * + +VOL. II.--NO. 67. PUBLISHED BY HARPER & BROTHERS, NEW YORK. PRICE FOUR +CENTS. + +Tuesday, February 8, 1881. Copyright, 1881, by HARPER & BROTHERS. $1.50 +per Year, in Advance. + + * * * * * + + + + +[Illustration: ATTACKED IN THE PASS.--DRAWN BY FRENZENY.] + +MUFFLED. + +BY WILLIAM O. STODDARD. + + +"Rube, me boy, what's the name of this?" exclaimed Pat Linihan, as the +last wagon of the mining outfit was hauled into position, and the +grizzled veteran he spoke to was dragging the harness from his favorite +span of mules. + +"The name of it? Do you mean this hollow we've pulled up in?" + +"Dade an' I do, thin. Ye've put a name of some kind to ivery rock an' +bush we've seen the day." + +"Well, then, mebbe it's the Chico Valley. It's a place I'll be glad to +git out of with all the hair on my head." + +"It's a swate spot, for all that. Is it near here thim Wallopy red-skins +lives that makes it a bad boordin'-house for white min?" + +"Yes, this is just the place. But there isn't many of 'em, and we didn't +send 'em word we was comin'. Mebbe we'll find our way through the pass +before they scent us. They're venomous, they are. Worst kind." + +The two mules had been standing as if they were listening to him, but +now, as old Rube cast them loose, the off mule suddenly threw up his +heels and set out at a sharp trot into the grass, while his mate +stretched his long neck forward in a sonorous bray. + +"That'll do, Gov'nor," remarked Rube. "We all know you kin do it. You +and the Senator had better jest feed yer level best while yer chance is +good. Mebbe you'll be an Indian's mule yet, before you die." + +"Saints preserve thim, thin. It's foine mules they are," said Pat, very +soberly. "Misther Adams, was ye hearin' the charakther he gave the place +we're in?" + +"Is there any danger, Rube?--any real danger?" + +"Not if we can find our way through the pass, Charlie. It's more like +the neck of a bottle than anything else. Hope they haven't corked it up +with rocks for us." + +A tall, slightly built boy was Charlie Adams, and his bright blue eyes +were wide open, with a look in which there was more fun and love of +adventure than fear of anything--even of Hualapais[1] Indians. + +He had been staring around the broad level valley while the miners were +going into camp, and it did seem as if he had never looked upon anything +more beautiful. The grass was so luxuriant and green; the scattered +groves had been set down exactly in the right places; the mountains +arose so grandly on every side; surely there could not have been +imagined a prettier picture in a more wonderful frame. He said so to +Rube Sarrow, but all the reply he got from the grim old wagon-master +was, + +"Ye-es, and the red-skins mean to keep it. Thar's been more than one +outfit wiped out a-tryin' to squeeze through the Union Pass." + +The wagons of the train were drawn up in two rows, about fifty yards +apart, the light "ambulance," from which Rube had unhitched the Governor +and the Senator, was pulled across one of the open spaces at the end, +and a brisk fire had been started at the other. The ground so inclosed +contained room enough to "corral" all the mules and horses of the train +in case of an attack, and the members of that exploring party were +likely to be able to defend such a fort against any ordinary band of red +men. + +Not a sign of the presence of Indians in the neighborhood had yet been +discovered, and before the middle of the afternoon the scouts sent out +came in with a couple of fat deer. + +"That looks well," growled old Rube. "The valley hasn't been hunted out +lately. Mebbe we'll git through all right." + +The animals were watched pretty carefully, nevertheless, and they all +had a good long rest and time to feed. + +"They'd betther make the best of it," said Pat Linihan to Charlie Adams. +"It's a long pull and a hard one they've got before thim. Wud thim +red-skins take the skelp of a mule, do ye s'pose?" + +"They'd give more for yours, Pat. They'd risk almost anything for hair +as red as you have. Light their pipes, you know." + +"That's more'n I kin do wid it mesilf. But thim ambulance mules, now. +Luk at the ears of thim. Did yez iver see the loike on any human bein' +before?" + +The Governor and the Senator were mules of the largest and ungainliest +type, and they seemed to remember enough of what Rube had said about +Indians to keep them pretty close to the camp all the evening. None of +the others were permitted to stray to any great distance, and about +midnight they were all silently collected. + +The men had taken the whole matter as quietly as had their four-footed +servants, eating and sleeping as if there were no Indians in the world, +or at least in the neighborhood of the Hualapais Mountains and the Union +Pass. + +All the men, perhaps; but Charlie Adams was not a man yet, and the young +blood was tingling through his veins at the thought of actual danger and +an attack from Indians. There was no need to wake him up or call him +when the time came to get ready for another march. He was wide awake +from head to foot, and seemed to be everywhere at once, with his +repeating carbine in his hand. + +It was a queer piece of work Rube and his teamsters were at for the next +hour or so. They began by wrapping all the old blankets they had, and +some new ones, around the circumference of the wagon wheels, and they +greased the journals of the axles until there was no chance left for a +squeak to come from them. + +"They'll travel without a sound," said old Rube. "How're ye gittin' on +with the critters, boys?" + +That had been a job which interested Charlie Adams exceedingly. Every +mule and horse was fitted with a pair of buffalo-skin or blanket +moccasins, so that his feet would fall silently upon the hardest ground. +Some of the men said "shoes," some "boots," and Pat Linihan called them +"stockin's, begorra"; but Rube said "moccasins," and Charlie took him at +his word. + +Between one and two o'clock, the camp, with its fire piled up to a +brighter blaze than ever, was left behind them, and the long mining +train moved onward toward the dangerous pass. It was wonderful how +little noise they made, and Pat Linihan remarked to old Rube: + +"Sure an' it's the first toime I iver druv a muffled mule." + +"Muffle yer tongue," growled old Rube. "That's one thing I forgot." + +They made good speed, and before long Charlie Adams was aware that the +narrow wagon trail they were following had led them between great walls +of rock. + +"We'll do it," whispered old Rube to Charlie. "They're up there on the +cliffs, some of 'em, as a matter of course; but we're going to beat 'em +this time. They have an awful advantage over any fellows down here. All +they need do is to tumble down rocks on us in some places. There's just +one bad spot to go by now," said he, a little later, "but it's almost +daylight. I wish we were well past the neck." + +Nearer and nearer drew the walls of rock, but there were no sounds made +for them to echo, until at last, as he and the Senator pulled their +ambulance over an unusually rough place, and paused for breath, the +Governor seized the opportunity to stretch out his ugly neck. + +Oh! what a bray was that! It seemed to fill every cranny of the Union +Pass, and stir up the sleeping echoes, and climb up over the crags, and +old Rube instantly shouted: + +"Whip up, boys! Forward now for your lives! That thar was jest one other +thing we forgot to muffle." + +The whips cracked sharply enough now, and the Governor received at least +his share in payment for his music. + +There was no more silence. In less than a minute the heights above them +rang with fierce whoops and yells. The savages had been taken a little +by surprise, but they were there, and they had been waiting for that +train. It had nearly passed them, but they were determined to make an +effort for its capture. + +Whoop after whoop, and then the crash and thud of rocky masses tumbling +down the chasm. + +It was getting lighter every minute, and Charlie Adams strained his +bright eyes up along the crags in the hope of seeing a mark for his +carbine. + +Suddenly the sharp reports of rifles came from the front, and old Rube +exclaimed: + +"Indians in the pass! That's bad. We were almost through." + +So they were, for the ambulance Pat was driving, and that Rube and +Charlie were guarding, was the very tail of the train. + +"Look out, Charlie." + +"Bedad, they've done it! What'll I do now?" + +A heavy bowlder had come smashing down through the tilted top of the +ambulance, making dire destruction of the closely packed stowage, and +startling Pat half out of his wits. + +"Unhitch! Save your mules!" + +The Governor and the Senator had something to say about that. They were +worse scared than Pat himself, and they declared it, as mules will, in +about half a bray apiece, but then they sprang wildly away up the pass, +dragging behind them the battered ambulance, Pat and all. + +"Go it, Pat! Come on, Charlie! There's a fight ahead, but we're beyond +the neck." + +The "fight ahead" was over quickly enough, for less than half a dozen +Indians had clambered swiftly down to hide behind logs and rocks, and +try to check the advance of the train. It was getting light enough for +them to use their rifles, but so could the miners, and that was bad for +that squad of "Wallopies," as Pat called them. Only two of them climbed +up the rocks again, and all the harm they did was to wound three of the +mules, and send a ball through the arm of a driver. Their friends on the +heights were fairly driven to cover again by the storm of rifle-bullets +sent after them, and Charlie Adams's carbine cracked as loudly as if he +had been six feet high and weighed two hundred pounds. + +"I wonder if I hit any of them?" he said to Rube, after they reached an +open place and halted the train. + +"Dunno 'bout that. Most likely. I kinder hope we barked some on 'em. But +that there was a leetle the tightest squeeze I ever hed in Union Pass. +All because I didn't muffle the bray of that mule." + +"Did ye know," added Pat, "the big stone that kim into the ambylance +mashed in the molasses kag? It's a swate mess they've made of it." + +FOOTNOTES: + +[1] Pronounced Walapi. + + + + +LILY'S BALL. + + + Lily gave a party, + And her little playmates all, + Gayly dressed, came in their best + To dance at Lily's ball. + + Little Quaker Primrose + Sat and never stirred, + And, except in whispers, + Never spoke a word. + + Tulip fine and Dahlia + Shone in silk and satin; + Learned old Convolvulus + Was tiresome with his Latin. + + Snowdrop nearly fainted + Because the room was hot, + And went away before the rest + With sweet Forget-me-not. + + Pansy danced with Daffodil, + Rose with Violet; + Silly Daisy fell in love + With pretty Mignonette. + + But when they danced the country-dance, + One could scarcely tell + Which of these two danced it best-- + Cowslip or Heather-bell. + + Between the dances, when they all + Were seated in their places, + I thought I'd never seen before + So many pretty faces. + + But of all the pretty maidens + I saw at Lily's ball, + Darling Lily was to me + The sweetest of them all. + + And when the dance was over, + They went down stairs to sup, + And each had a taste of honey-cake, + With dew in a buttercup. + + And all were dressed to go away + Before the set of sun; + And Lily said "Good-by!" and gave + A kiss to every one. + + And before the moon or a single star + Was shining overhead, + Lily and all her little friends + Were fast asleep in bed. + + + + +THE PIRATE KIDD. + + +The tumult in New Amsterdam when, in August, 1664, English men-of-war +appeared in the bay was excessive. An embassy was sent to the English +commander, Nichols, at Gravesend Bay; it was composed of the Dutch +clergyman and his brother, a physician. The English refused to hear of +anything but submission, and brave Governor Stuyvesant yielded to the +storm. No blood was shed, no gun fired; the town submitted peacefully to +the invader, and its name was changed from New Amsterdam to New York. + +But the Dutch longed for their natural government, and more than once it +was reported that the great Admiral De Ruyter, at the head of the fleet +with which he swept the European seas, was coming to Sandy Hook, and +would retake the city. But he never came. A few years later, in the +second Dutch war, 1673, a fleet of twenty-three ships from Holland +sailed through the Narrows, reduced the fort on Staten Island, and +recaptured New York. But in 1674 peace was made between Holland and +England, and New York was restored to the English. + +From that time for many years Sandy Hook witnessed no hostile armament, +and only the white sails of the peaceful trader entered the deep channel +that opens into the Lower Bay. + +New York flourished in quiet ease; its Dutch burgomasters were changed +to aldermen; its fair young maidens with their admirers made up boating +parties from the Battery, or rode in gigs up to the famous Kissing Gate. +But all the people of New York were not so respectable; it was, in fact, +the haunt of disreputable persons and marauders from all parts of the +world, and among them might be seen about this time the rough, bronzed +face, the sturdy figure, of the cruel pirate Kidd. Possessed of a +considerable fortune, which he had made in a sea-faring life, Kidd had +retired from his occupation, whatever it had been, and settled +peacefully with his wife and children in New York. He was probably +looked upon as a substantial citizen. He was thought a skillful sailor. +And when in 1695 the English government resolved to send a ship to the +East Indies to put down the pirates who swarmed in the sea between +Arabia and Bombay, the Governor of New York, Lord Bellamont, selected +Kidd to command the expedition. + +Kidd went over to London, was given a fine ship, the _Adventure_ galley, +and came back to New York to gather his crew. He was sure of finding +here desperate men willing to aid him in any wicked enterprise. The ship +was soon manned, and in February, 1697, sailed out from Sandy Hook on +its dreadful voyage. Instead of putting down piracy, Kidd became the +most cruel and terrible of pirates. He haunted the Eastern seas, +plundered the rich vessels of Arabia, Armenia, or Portugal, and made +such enormous profits that even his sailors grew wealthy. But his savage +cruelty was terrible even to his own crew. He cut the throats of his +prisoners, or plunged them into the sea. The pirate ship was a scene of +demoniac wickedness. One of his crew, whom he had called a dog, cried +out, in remorse, "Yes, I am a dog; but it is you that have made me so." +Kidd, enraged, struck him dead at a blow. + +Possessed of an immense fortune in gold, silver, jewels, the pirate came +back to New York in 1699, hoping, perhaps, to purchase a pardon for all +his crimes with the aid of his powerful friends. Once more the Adventure +galley, or some other vessel of his fleet, sailed by the Hook, stained +with blood and massacre, but laden with a cargo richer than any ship had +ever brought to the quiet city before. Tradition relates that Kidd had +his friends in the coves and bays of Long Island; that he deposited +$200,000 in gold dust and coin on Gardiner's Island; that he buried his +treasure on Martha's Vineyard, and lived in a cave still seen on its +lonely shore. His ship he is supposed to have sunk near Verplanck's +Point, on the Hudson, and here a party of persons may at times be seen +diligently laboring to find the sunken vessel. To Mrs. Gardiner, of +Gardiner's Island, Kidd gave a robe of cloth of gold that was long +preserved in the family. He strove to hide from the agents of the +government, who were in pursuit of him, but was decoyed to Boston, +carried to England, tried for piracy, condemned, and executed. It is +said that the first rope used to hang him broke, and he fell to the +ground; a second was brought, and the horrible monster perished at last, +March 23, 1701. From that time pirates were banished from the American +ports, although they still swarmed in the West Indian seas and all the +unfrequented parts of the ocean. + + + + +[Illustration: THE FIRST MOUSE.] + + + + +[Begun in No. 58 of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, December 7.] + +TOBY TYLER; + +OR, TEN WEEKS WITH A CIRCUS. + +BY JAMES OTIS. + +CHAPTER IX. + +THE DINNER PARTY. + + +At noon Toby was thoroughly tired out, for whenever any one spoke kindly +to him, Mr. Lord seemed to take a malicious pleasure in giving him extra +tasks to do, until Toby began to hope that no one else would pay any +attention to him. On this day he was permitted to go to dinner first, +and after he returned he was left in charge of the booth. Trade being +dull, as it usually was during the dinner hour, he had very little work +to do after he had cleaned the glasses and set things to rights +generally. + +Therefore when he saw the very thin form of the skeleton emerge from his +tent and come toward him, he was particularly pleased, for he had begun +to think very kindly of the thin man and his fleshy wife. + +"Well, Toby," said the skeleton, as he came up to the booth, carefully +dusted Mr. Lord's private chair, and sat down very cautiously in it, as +if he had expected that it would break down under his weight, "I hear +you've been making quite a hero of yourself by capturing the monkeys +last night." + +Toby's freckled face reddened with pleasure as he heard these words, and +he stammered out, with considerable difficulty, "I didn't do anything; +it was Mr. Stubbs that brought 'em back." + +"Mr. Stubbs!" and here the skeleton laughed so heartily that Toby was +afraid he would dislocate some of his thinly covered joints. "When you +was tellin' about Mr. Stubbs yesterday, I thought you meant some one +belonging to the company. You ought to have seen my wife Lilly shake +with laughing when I told her who Mr. Stubbs was." + +"Yes," said Toby, at a loss to know just what to say, "I should think +she would shake when she laughs." + +"She does," replied the skeleton. "If you should see her when something +funny strikes her, you'd think she was one of those big plates of jelly +that they have in the bake-shop windows;" and Mr. Treat looked proudly +at the gaudy picture which represented his wife in all her monstrosity +of flesh. "She's a great woman, Toby, an' she's got a great head." + +Toby nodded his head in assent. He would have liked to have said +something nice regarding Mrs. Treat, but he really did not know what to +say, and thus he simply contented himself and the fond husband by +nodding. + +"She thinks a good deal of you, Toby," continued the skeleton, as he +moved his chair to a position more favorable for him to elevate his feet +on the edge of the counter, and placed his handkerchief under him as a +cushion; "she's talking of you all the time, and if you wasn't such a +little fellow, I should begin to be jealous of you--I should, upon my +word." + +"You're both very good," stammered Toby, so weighted down by a sense of +the honor heaped upon him as to be at a loss for words. + +"An' she wants to see more of you. She made me come out here now, when +she knew Mr. Lord would be away, to tell you that we're goin' to have a +little kind of a friendly dinner in our tent to-morrow--she's cooked it +all herself, or she's going to--and we want you to come in an' have some +with us." + +Toby's eyes glistened at the thought of the unexpected pleasure, and +then his face grew sad as he replied, "I'd like to come first-rate, Mr. +Treat, but I don't s'pose Mr. Lord would let me stay away from the shop +long enough." + +"Why, you won't have any work to do to-morrow, Toby--it's Sunday." + +"So it is," said the boy, with a pleased smile, as he thought of the day +of rest which was so near. And then he added, quickly: "An' this is +Saturday afternoon; what fun the boys at home are havin'! You see, there +hain't any school Saturday afternoon, an' all the fellers go out in the +woods." + +"And you wish you were there to go with them, don't you?" asked the +skeleton, sympathetically. + +"Indeed I do!" exclaimed Toby, quickly; "it's twice as good as any +circus that ever was." + +"But you didn't think so before you came with us, did you?" + +"I didn't know so much about circuses then as I do now," replied the +boy, sadly. + +Mr. Treat saw that he was touching on a sore subject, and one which was +arousing sad thoughts in his little companion's mind, and he hastened to +change it at once. + +"Then I can tell Lilly that you'll come, can I?" + +"Oh yes, I'll be sure to be there; an' I want you to know just how good +I think you both are to me." + +"That's all right, Toby," said Mr. Treat, with a pleased expression on +his face; "an' you may bring Mr. Stubbs with you, if you want to." + +"Thank you," said Toby, "I'm sure Mr. Stubbs will be just as glad to +come as I shall. But where will we be to-morrow?" + +"Right here. We always stay over Sunday at the place where we show +Saturday. But I must be going, or Lilly will worry her life out of her +for fear I'm somewhere getting cold; she's awful careful of me, that +woman is. You'll be on hand to-morrow at one o'clock, won't you?" + +"Indeed I will," said Toby, emphatically, "an' I'll bring Mr. Stubbs +with me too." + +With a friendly nod of the head, the skeleton hurried away to re-assure +his wife that he was safe and well, and before he had hardly disappeared +within the tent, Toby had another caller, who was none other than his +friend old Ben, the driver. + +"Well, my boy," shouted Ben, in his cheery, hearty tones, "I haven't +seen you since you left the wagon so sudden last night. Did you get +shook up much?" + +"Oh no," replied Toby; "you see, I hain't very big, an' then I struck in +the mud, so I got off pretty easy." + +"That's a fact, an' you can thank your lucky stars for it, too, for I've +seen grown-up men get pitched off a wagon in that way, an' break their +necks doin' it. But has Job told you where you was going to sleep +to-night? You know we stay over here till to-morrow." + +"I didn't think anything about that; but I s'pose I'll sleep in the +wagon, won't I?" + +"You can sleep at the hotel, if you want to; but the beds will likely be +dirty, an' if you take my advice, you'll crawl into some of the wagons +in the tent." + +Ben then explained to him that after his work was done that night, he +would not be expected to report for duty until the time for starting +Sunday night, and he concluded his remarks by saying: + +"Now you know what your rights are, an' don't you let Job impose on you +in any way. I'll be round here after you get through work, an' we'll +bunk in somewhere together." + +The arrival of Messrs. Lord and Jacobs put a stop to the conversation, +and was the signal of Toby's time of trial. It seemed to him, and with +good reason, that the chief delight which these men had in life was to +torment him, for neither ever spoke a pleasant word to him; and when one +was not giving him some difficult work to do, or finding fault in some +way, the other would be sure to be at it, and Toby had very little +comfort from the time he began work in the morning until he stopped at +night. + +It was not until after the evening performance was over that Toby had a +chance to speak with Mr. Stubbs, and then he was so tired that he simply +took the old monkey from the cage, nestled him under his jacket, and lay +down with him to sleep in the place which old Ben had selected. + +When the morning came, Mr. Stubbs aroused his young master at a much +earlier hour than he would have awakened had he been left to himself, +and the two went out for a short walk before breakfast. They went +instinctively toward the woods, and when the shade of the trees was once +reached, how the two revelled in their freedom! Mr. Stubbs climbed into +the trees, swung himself from one to the other by means of his tail, +gathered half-ripe nuts, which he threw at his master, tried to catch +the birds, and had a good time generally. + +Toby, stretched at full length on the mossy bank, watched the antics of +his pet, laughing boisterously at times as Mr. Stubbs would do some one +thing more comical than usual, and forgot there was in this world such a +thing as a circus, or such a man as Job Lord. It was to Toby a morning +without a flaw, and he took no heed of the time, until the sound of the +church bells warned him of the lateness of the hour, reminding him at +the same time of where he should be--where he would be if he was at home +with Uncle Daniel. + +In the mean time the old monkey had been trying to attract his young +master's attention, and, failing in his efforts, he came down from out +the tree, crept softly up to Toby, and nestled his head under the boy's +arm. + +This little act of devotion seemed to cause Toby's grief to burst forth +afresh, and clasping the monkey around the neck, hugging him close to +his bosom, he sobbed: + +"Oh, Mr. Stubbs, Mr. Stubbs, how lonesome we are! If we was only at +Uncle Daniel's, we'd be the two happiest people in all this world. We +could play on the hay, or go up to the pasture, or go down to the +village, an' I'd work my fingers off if I could only be there just once +more. It was wicked for me to run away, an' now I'm gettin' paid for +it." + +He hugged the monkey closely, swayed his body to and fro, presenting a +perfect picture of grief. The monkey, not knowing what to make of this +changed mood, cowered whimperingly in his arms, looking up into his +face, and licking the boy's hands with his tongue whenever he had the +opportunity. + +It was some time before Toby's grief exhausted itself, and then, still +clasping the monkey, he hurried out of the woods to the town and the now +thoroughly hated circus tents. + +The clocks were just striking one as Toby entered the inclosure used by +the show as a place of performance, and, remembering his engagement with +the skeleton and his wife, he went directly to their tent. From the +odors which assailed him as he entered, it was quite evident that a +feast of no mean proportions was in course of preparation, and Toby's +very great appetite came to him in full vigor. Even the monkey seemed +affected by the odor, for he danced about on his master's shoulder, and +chattered so that Toby was obliged to choke him a little in order to +make him present a respectable appearance. + +When Toby reached the interior of the tent, he was astonished at the +extent of the preparations that were being made, and gazed around him in +surprise. The platform on which the lean man and fat woman were in the +habit of exhibiting themselves now bore a long table, loaded with +eatables; and from the fact that eight or ten chairs were ranged around +it, Toby understood that he was not the only guest at the feast. Some +little attempt had also been made at decoration by festooning that end +of the tent at which the platform was placed with two or three flags and +some streamers, and the tent poles were fringed with tissue-paper of the +brightest colors. + +Toby had had only time enough to notice this, when the skeleton advanced +toward him, and with the liveliest appearance of pleasure, said, as he +took him by the hands with a grip that made him wince, + +"It gives me great joy, Mr. Tyler, to welcome you at one of our little +home reunions, if one can call a tent, that is moved every day in the +week, home." + +Toby hardly knew whom Mr. Treat referred to when he said "Mr. Tyler," +but by the time his hands were released from the bony grasp, he +understood that it was himself who was spoken to. + +The skeleton then formally introduced him to the other guests present, +who were sitting in one end of the tent, and evidently anxiously +awaiting the coming feast. + +[Illustration: TOBY IS INTRODUCED TO THE ALBINOS.] + +"These," said Mr. Treat, as he waved his hand toward two white-haired, +pink-eyed young ladies, who sat with their arms twined around each +other's waists, and had been eying the monkey with some appearance of +fear, "are the Miss Cushings, known to the world as the Albino Children; +they command a large salary, and form a very attractive feature of our +exhibition." + +The young ladies arose at the same time, as if they had been the Siamese +Twins, and could not act independently of each other, and bowed. + +Toby made the best bow he was capable of, and the monkey made frantic +efforts to escape, as if he would enjoy twisting his paws in their +perpendicular hair. + +"And this," continued Mr. Treat, pointing to a sickly, sour-looking +individual, who was sitting apart from the others, with his arms folded, +and looking as if he was counting the very seconds before the dinner +should begin, "is the wonderful Signor Castro, whose sword-swallowing +feats you have doubtless heard of." + +Toby stepped back just one step, as if overwhelmed by awe at beholding +the signor in the guise of a humble individual, and the gentleman who +gained his livelihood by swallowing swords unbent his dignity so far as +to unfold his arms, and present a very dirty-looking hand for Toby to +shake. The boy took hold of the outstretched hand, wondering why the +signor never used soap and water, and Mr. Stubbs, apparently afraid of +the sour-looking man, retreated to Toby's shoulder, where he sat +chattering and scolding about the introduction. + +Again the skeleton waved his hand, and this time he introduced +"Mademoiselle Spelletti, the wonderful snake-charmer, whose exploits in +this country, and before the crowned heads of Europe, had caused the +whole world to stand aghast at her daring." + +Mademoiselle Spelletti was a very ordinary-looking young lady of about +twenty-five years of age, who looked very much as if her name might +originally have been Murphy, and she too extended a hand for Toby to +grasp, only her hand was clean, and she appeared to be a very much more +pleasant acquaintance than the gentleman who swallowed swords. + +This ended the introductions, and Toby was just looking around for a +seat, when Mrs. Treat, the fat lady, and the giver of the feast which +was about to come, and which already smelled so invitingly, entered from +behind a curtain of canvas, where the cooking-stove was supposed to be +located. + +She had every appearance of being the cook for the occasion. Her sleeves +were rolled up, her hair tumbled and frowzy, and there were several +unmistakable marks of grease on the front of her calico dress. + +She waited for no ceremony, but rushed up to Toby, and taking him in her +arms, gave him such a squeeze that there seemed to be every possibility +that she would break all the bones in his body; and she kept him so long +in this bear-like embrace that Mr. Stubbs reached his little brown paws +over, and got such a hold of her hair that all present, save Signor +Castro, rushed forward to release her from the monkey's grasp. + +"You dear little thing," said Mrs. Treat, paying but very little +attention to the hair-pulling she had just undergone, and holding Toby +at arm's-length, where she could look into his face, "you were so late +that I was afraid you wasn't coming, and my dinner wouldn't have tasted +half so good if you hadn't been here to eat some." + +Toby hardly knew what to say at this hearty welcome, but he managed to +tell the large and kind-hearted lady that he had no idea of missing the +dinner, and that he was very glad she wanted him to come. + +"Want you to come, you dear little thing!" she exclaimed, as she gave +him another hug, but was careful not to get her head where Mr. Stubbs +could get hold of the hair again--"of course I wanted you to come, for +this very dinner has been got up so that you could meet these people +here, and so that they could see you." + +Toby was entirely at a loss to know what to say to this overwhelming +compliment, and for that reason he did not say anything, only submitting +patiently to the third hug, which was all Mrs. Treat had time to give +him, as she was obliged to rush behind the canvas screen again, as there +were unmistakable sounds of something boiling over on the stove. + +"You'll excuse me," said the skeleton, with an air of dignity, waving +his hand once more toward the assembled company, "but while introducing +you to Mr. Tyler, I had almost forgotten to introduce him to you. This, +ladies and gentlemen," and here he touched Toby on the shoulder, as if +he were some living curiosity whose habits and mode of capture he was +about to explain to a party of spectators, "is Mr. Toby Tyler, of whom +you heard on the night when the monkey cage was smashed, and who now +carries with him the identical monkey which was presented to him by the +manager of this great show as a token of esteem for his skill and +bravery in capturing the entire lot of monkeys without a single blow." + +By the time Mr. Treat got through with this long speech, Toby felt very +much as if he was some wonderful creation whom the skeleton was +exhibiting; but he managed to rise to his feet, and duck his little red +head in his best imitation of a bow. Then he sat down and hugged Mr. +Stubbs to cover his confusion. + +One of the Albino Children now came forward, and while stroking Mr. +Stubbs's hair, looked so intently at Toby that for the life of him he +couldn't say which she regarded as the curiosity, himself or the monkey; +therefore he hastened to say, modestly, + +"I didn't do much toward catchin' the monkeys; Mr. Stubbs here did +almost all of it, an' I only led 'em in." + +"There, there, my boy," said the skeleton, in a fatherly tone, "I've +heard the whole story from old Ben, an' I sha'n't let you get out of it +like that. We all know what you did, an' it's no use for you to deny any +part of it." + +[TO BE CONTINUED.] + + + + +A SNOW BLOCKADE. + +BY JAMES B. MARSHALL. + + +Some boys, you know, think it is capital to be at boarding-school, and +other boys don't like it. But there is no doubt that all think it is +splendid to come home for a holiday. But what if your home has been +burned down, as was Will and Harry Baker's, and your parents are living +at a hotel until the house can be rebuilt? + +The Baker boys wrote home to Rawley: "We expect living in a hotel is +pretty nice, but of course we can't do many of the things we had planned +for this holiday." + +"The new house can not be made ready before spring," wrote Mrs. Baker, +"but I do not think you have planned much you will not be able to carry +out. I have one fine piece of news to tell you. Your uncle Ben and aunt +Sue, whom you have not seen since you were very little fellows, and +those six cousins, whom you have never seen, have sold their old home in +Maine. Uncle Ben is going to build a house here, not far from our old +home. Until it is finished, he has rented a house, and you and your +cousins should have fine times together." + +The idea of meeting these cousins took away much of Will's and Harry's +disappointment. School broke up early on Thursday morning, and the next +day, Friday, was to be Mrs. Baker's birthday--a great day with the +Bakers. + +Several of the boys who had to pass through New York city in going home +went with the Baker boys, when they all arrived there, to help them +select Mrs. Baker's present. Then Will and Harry started for the ferry, +having full time to make their train. But while riding there the street +car was delayed at a cross street where a fire had broken out. Watching +the exciting scene, not more than five minutes seemed to have been lost, +but to the boys' amazement the last boat to make connection with their +train had left when they reached the ferry. And what was worse, it was +the last train before next morning to make connection at the Junction +for Rawley. After a council, it was decided to go and stay overnight at +the hotel used by Mr. Baker when in New York, and to telegraph to Rawley +what had happened. + +In the morning, when the boys awoke, they were dismayed to find that a +heavy snow-storm had set in. At the dépôt, long trains covered with snow +were arriving, much delayed, and every one was talking of the storm, and +what probably would happen if the snow continued. It was a great relief +to Will and Harry when at last their express train started, though the +snow fell steadily and fast. An extra engine, pushing a snow-plough, ran +ahead to clear the track, and the boys anxiously watched the storm and +the progress of the train. + +"An hour and a quarter late," said Will, noting the time as the train +drew up at the Junction station. The Rawley train, with a snow-plough +ahead of the locomotive, stood on the other side of the platform, and a +few passengers were in the dépôt, who had been waiting for the New York +express. There was a stout farmer talking with the conductor of the +Rawley train; and as Will approached the latter to ask a question, he +overheard him say, + +"Yes; it does look a little doubtful if we will get through to Rawley +before the snow is drifted too deep for us." + +"How far along do you think you will get? To Sanmere?" + +Sanmere was ten miles from Rawley. + +"To Rawley, I hope," answered the conductor, moving away. "All aboard!" + +Toward Sanmere the track was built in a narrow defile cut through a +hill, and beyond were a number of these cuts. When the train neared +Sanmere, the engine and plough were uncoupled from the cars to clear the +track in this narrow defile, and running swiftly ahead, were soon lost +to sight in the falling snow. In half an hour the engine was backed to +where the train stood. It was decided to leave the cars, and try to +carry the passengers to Sanmere on the engine. The six passengers, the +train-men, and the mail agent with his mail-bags, crowded into the cab, +and the engine was slowly and carefully steamed through the snow-choked +defile, and down to the station. + +Will and Harry hurried into the waiting-room to warm themselves, and +looking out at a window they saw a gentleman muffled in a great-coat +directing the other four passengers--probably to a hotel. He then +entered the waiting-room, shaking his coat free of snow. + +"Snowed in, eh, Masters Baker?" said he, in a pleasant tone. "But you +are a good deal better off than you think. What you want now is a good +warm dinner, and merry people to eat it with." + +Will and Harry looked at the gentleman narrowly as he shook hands with +them, but they could not remember having ever seen him before. + +"I know your father and mother well," continued the gentleman. "My name +is Benjamin, and I keep Benjamin's House here in Sanmere. I'm a good +landlord, if I say so myself, and promise you that directly there is a +dinner coming on my table well worth your eating." + +"I'd rather get to Rawley to-day than eat a dozen good dinners," thought +Will. + +"Have you a sleigh, Mr. Benjamin, and a pair of good horses to hire, to +take us to Rawley?" asked Harry. + +"Yes," answered Mr. Benjamin; "but the first thing you want is your +dinner. After dinner, if you wish to go to Rawley, I have just the +sleigh and pair of horses that can take you there. Now come along. Each +of you catch hold of one of my arms; I'm nearly as good as a +snow-plough." + +Before the boys had walked far along the snow-covered streets of +Sanmere, it seemed as if they had known Mr. Benjamin for a long time. + +"Here we are," said he, stopping before a large house. + +There was no "Benjamin's House" sign to be seen, but the snow was +falling fast enough to hide a dozen signs. + +"My house is full of people to-day," said Mr. Benjamin, "so come right +up stairs to a warm room, where you can change your clothes and shoes, +and make ready for dinner. Now make yourselves at home, and when dinner +is ready I will come for you." + +Merry peals of laughter could be heard down stairs, and there were +evidently plenty of young people in the house. + +"If we only had mother and father here," said Will, "it would be nearly +as good as being at home." + +"That's so," agreed Harry. "This is the kind of hotel I would like to +live in. I wonder if Pop knows about it?" + +Directly a dinner-bell rang, and there was a noise of feet sounding as +if the people were going in to dinner. In a moment in came Mr. Benjamin, +his eyes twinkling with fun, and invited them down to dinner. + +"I didn't tell you," said he, as he led the way, "that it is a +celebration dinner for my guests. I shouldn't be surprised if you should +know some of the people." + +Before the dining-room door was reached, a side door swung open, and in +a moment the boys found themselves in a pair of warm arms. + +"Mother!" "Father!" + +They were indeed Mr. and Mrs. Baker. Wide open swung the dining-room +door, and there, waiting, were Aunt Sue, the six new cousins, and a +dozen more people. + +"Welcome to Benjamin's House!" called Uncle Ben--Mr. Benjamin, as Harry +had first called him, being Uncle Ben Starr his own merry self. "And, +boys, if you want to go to Rawley through all this snow, my horses and +sleigh shall take you." + +What a dinner that was! And what a time there was, too, explaining how +Uncle Ben had invited all the Bakers to his house to spend the holidays, +and to surprise Will and Harry! + + + + +[Illustration: CARNIVAL SKETCHES.] + + + + +[Illustration: CARNIVAL SKETCHES--(CONTINUED.)] + + + + +EMBROIDERY FOR GIRLS. + +BY SUSAN HAYES WARD. + +NO. IV. + + +A gentleman who has done more beautiful art work than any other I have +ever known once told me that his principle was first to know the rules +of art, and then to do as he saw fit. The one rule of the embroiderer's +art that I would specially emphasize for you is that whatever is worth +doing at all is worth doing as well as you know how. You do not wish to +fill your homes with worthless work. It is vastly better to do but +little, and to make that as choice and dainty as possible, for the first +charm of embroidery is its nicety. + +Having thus put you on your guard, let me tell you how the New England +stitch may be modified and rendered more simple. This modified stitch is +only for those who are so painstaking that they can be trusted never to +slight their work except judiciously, for no lazy needle-woman could +resist the fascination of this easiest of embroidery stitches. She would +never use another. If you can not trust yourself, skip this article. + +[Illustration: FIG. 14.] + +Take your first stitch as in Fig. 10, then, instead of reversing the +stitch and pushing the needle from you, point the needle toward you as +shown in Fig. 14. + +Of course when each stitch is taken naturally with the needle pointing +toward you, the work reels off wonderfully fast, but the stitch loses in +effect, for instead of the pretty double twist, you now have the needle +cross the thread but once, making a single twist not nearly so pretty +when examined closely. (For work that is only to have its little day, +like a tidy or a bureau-cover, I should surely use this modified form of +the stitch. Life is too short to spend time in pushing your needle +backward, when pushing it forward will do as well. For nice work, for +hangings before choice little cabinets, or for a bed-spread that may +last a century, take the stitch the old way; but for work that is not +meant to last a lifetime, use the easiest stitch possible.) + +[Illustration: FIG. 15.] + +Fig. 15 is meant to be repeated for the ends of a table-scarf or +bureau-cover, with the border in two shades; another line can be added a +half-inch below 2 to give weight to the border. + +The lines 1 and 2 are to be worked in stem stitch, the space _a_ filled +with a darker and _b_ with a lighter shade; _c_ is not filled in. The +design (Fig. 16) can be colored to suit your room or the shade of the +stuff on which it is worked, though old gold, soft yellows, pinks, and +blues would be pretty for the flowers, the border being in old golds or +blues. + +[Illustration: FIG. 16.] + +This design would do well scattered, or, to use the technical word, +_powdered_, over a small curtain, alternating it with small sprays from +the design like _x_ or _y_, or for the corners of a small table-cover. + + + + +THE CRANES OF IBYCUS. + + +Ibycus was travelling one day on the road between Athens and Sparta, +when he was set upon by some brigands, who robbed and murdered him. He +cried for help--none was at hand; but just at the last he raised his +dying eyes toward the sky and saw a flock of cranes flying high in the +air above his head, and with his last breath he called upon _them_ to +avenge him. The assassins laughed at such a prayer; but it was strangely +answered. The men hurried off to Athens to enjoy their booty, and a few +days afterward went to the theatre, which in those days was in the open +air. As the performance was going on, some birds were noticed flying low +above the assembled crowd. "Ha! ha! those are the cranes of Ibycus!" one +of the robbers unthinkingly said to his neighbor. Sorely he repented it +the next moment, for others had caught the words. "Ibycus? Ibycus? What +had become of him?" He was a well-known man, and had been missed. The +men were seized, and believing that the gods had revealed their crime, +they confessed all, and were executed. This story is beautifully told in +one of the poems of Schiller, the great German poet. + + + + +[Begun in HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE No. 66, February 1.] + +PHIL'S FAIRIES. + +BY MRS. W. J. HAYS, + +AUTHOR OF "PRINCESS IDLEWAYS," ETC. + +CHAPTER II. + +PHIL'S NEW FRIEND. + + +[Illustration: BLACK JOE, THE FIDDLER.] + +Old black Joe had not always been either a boot-black or fiddler. In his +youthful days he had been a house-servant, and had prided himself on his +many accomplishments--his dexterity at dinners, his grace at evening +parties, the ease and unconcern with which he could meet embarrassing +emergencies at either; but times had changed for him. His old employers +had died, a scolding wife had made his home unhappy, he had lost the +little money he had saved, and he was no longer the bright, cheerful +young fellow he had been. Age and rheumatism had made him crusty; but +beneath the outward manner, which sometimes was very cross, he had a +tender heart and a pitiful nature. + +Of late years he had picked up enough for his support in the many little +ways incident to city life. He could whitewash, sweep chimneys, run on +errands--or rather walk on them, and that, too, very slowly. He +shovelled snow and carried coal, sawed wood and helped the servants at +whose homes he was employed. + +His occupations took him about to many houses, but he always irritated +the people with whom he came in contact by invariably assuring them that +their masters and mistresses were not of the real stuff that ladies and +gentlemen of _his_ day were made of; that fine feathers did not make +fine birds; that people nowadays were all alike, and had no manners. + +He made one exception only, in favor of a maiden lady, whose parents he +had known, whose servants were kind to him, and whose retired and +dignified way of living quite suited his fastidiousness. + +This was a Miss Schuyler; and nothing pleased Joe more than to have this +one person, whom he regarded with unqualified admiration, send for him +to bestow the monthly allowance she was in the habit of giving him. On +the day that he expected this summons he always gave an extra touch to +his toilet, exchanged his torn coat for a patched one, his slouch hat +for a very much worn beaver adorned with a band of rusty crape, and out +of the pocket of his coat, but never upon his hands, was to be seen an +old pair of yellow kid gloves. + +In the course of Joe's wanderings he had chanced to hear of the invalid +boy Phil, who liked to listen to his fiddle, and it did not take long to +strike up an acquaintance between them. + +Often on a rainy day, or when work was dull, Joe would spend an hour or +two with Phil, relieving his loneliness, soothing his pain, and cheering +him with his music and his rambling talk about "old times" and the +people he had seen. + +It was the latter part of May, and had been very warm; but Joe buttoned +up his best coat and donned his beaver, for his pay was due at Miss +Schuyler's. She lived in a large house, rather imposing and handsome, +and in the gayest part of the city; but she was by no means imposing or +gay in her own person. A little figure, simply dressed, a kind face +without beauty, a gentle manner, and a certain gracious kindliness and +familiarity had endeared her to Joe. On this day she was not, as usual, +sitting with her work in the library, where the sun poured in on the +bronzes and richly bound volumes, on the old engravings and the frescoed +ceiling--for Miss Schuyler liked light and warmth and color--but she was +away up in the top of the house, directing her maids in the packing of +blankets and woollens and furs, preparatory to leaving her house for the +summer. Joe had mounted stair after stair seeking her, and by the time +he reached her was quite out of breath; this, and the odor of camphor +and cedar wood, made him sneeze and cough until Miss Schuyler said to +one of the maids in a whisper, "The poor old soul would have been black +in the face had he ever been white." + +To Joe himself she said, very kindly, "My good old friend, you need not +have taken so much trouble to see me; I could have come down to you." + +"Laws, Miss Rachel, I knew you was busy, and nuffin's ever a trouble to +do for you; I go to the tops of houses often--just come from one where +poor Phil's a-groanin' with pain. That chile'll die if somebody don't do +suthin fur him soon." + +"What child?" asked Miss Schuyler, whose tender point was her love of +children. "You haven't any grandchildren, Joe, have you?" + +"No, Miss Rachel, de Lord nebber trusted me with any chil'en." + +"Well, who is Phil?" said Miss Schuyler, absently; adding, to one of her +maids, "Take care of that afghan; wrap it in an old linen sheet; it was +knitted by a very dear friend, and I do not want it moth-eaten; I had +rather lose a camel's-hair shawl." Which evidence of regard seemed very +extravagant to the girl who was obeying instructions, but which Joe +thought he appreciated. + +"Haven't I tole ye about Phil, Miss Rachel?" + +"I don't know. I don't think you have; but come down to my room, Joe, +and then I can listen to your story." + +Giving a few more directions, Miss Rachel led the way to a lovely sunny +room, with flower baskets in the windows, soft blue draperies, and +delicate appointments. Seating herself at a desk, and pointing Joe to a +chair, upon which the old man carefully spread a silk handkerchief lest +his clothes should soil the blue cushions, she counted out the money due +him, and placed it in an envelope, saying, as she did so, "Now tell me +about that child." + +"It's a white chile, Miss Rachel." + +"Well, I like white children, Joe, though I must confess the little +colored ones are much more interesting," said Miss Rachel, smiling. + +"I thought you liked my people, Miss Rachel; but this poor Phil's a +gentleman's son, very much come down far's money goes. He is too young +to know much about it, but the girl who takes care of him was brought up +in his family, and she says they was well off once." + +"But what about the boy?" asked Miss Schuyler, a little impatiently. + +"He's a great sufferer, but he's a wonderful chile. He loves to have me +play for him, and then he tells me the thoughts that come to him from +the music. I's no great player, Miss Rachel," said Joe, modestly, "but +you'd think I was, to hear him talk. He sees fairies, and he dreams +beautiful things, and his big brown eyes look as if he could a'most see +'way up into heaven. Oh, he's a strange chile; but he'll die if he stays +up in that garret room and nebber sees the green fields he's so hungry +for." + +Miss Rachel's eyes were moist, but she took a card and pencil from her +desk. "Where does he live--in what street and what number?" + +"I'm sorry, Miss Rachel-- You jess go up the Avenue, and turn down the +fourth or fifth street, and up a block or two, and it's the fust house +with a high stoop and green shutters. I allers go in the alleyway, so I +forgit numbers." + +Miss Schuyler bit her lip to keep from smiling, thought a moment, +scribbled a memorandum, rang the bell, and gave some more directions; +left the room, and came back with her bonnet on. "Can you show me the +way to Phil's house, Joe?" + +"Course I can, Miss Rachel," replied the old man, delighted that his +words had aroused his listener's sympathies. + +"It's not very far; he's all alone, 'cause Lisa has to be away all day. +And I shouldn't wonder"--here he dropped his voice to a whisper--"if +sometimes he was hungry; but he'd nebber say so." + +This latter remark made Miss Schuyler bid Joe wait for her in the hall, +while she went to a closet, found a basket, in which she placed a snowy +napkin, some biscuit, some cold chicken, and a few delicious little +cakes. In her pocket she put a little flask of some strong cordial she +had found of service on her many errands of charity. + +How proud Joe was to be her escort! but how meekly he walked behind the +lady whose footsteps he thought were those of a real gentlewoman, the +only one to whom he would accord this compliment, although he passed +many elegant dames in gay attire. + +The little gray figure, with its neat, quiet simplicity, was his +embodiment of elegance, for somehow Joe had detected the delicate +perfume of a sweet nature and a loving heart--a heart full of Christian +charity and unselfishness. + +They walked for some distance, and the day was so warm that Miss +Schuyler moderated her usual rapid pace to suit the old man's feebler +steps. Off the Avenue a long way, up another, down a side street, until, +amidst a crowded, disagreeable neighborhood, Joe stopped. + +"You had better lead me still, Joe. The boy might be frightened or +annoyed at seeing a stranger: I dare say he's nervous. Go up, and I will +wait outside the door while you ask him if I may come and see him. Wait, +there's a flower stall a little way from here; I will get a bunch. Take +my basket, and I will be back in a few moments. I am glad I thought of +the flowers; children always like them." + +She hastened off, while Joe leaned on his cane and muttered blessings +upon her; but some rude boys beginning to chaff him, he turned on them +with his usual crustiness, and quite forgot his beatitudes. + +Miss Schuyler came back in a few minutes with a lovely bunch of bright +blossoms embosomed in geranium leaves. + +"Now, then, Joe, this shall be my card; take it in, and tell Phil I am +coming." + +"God bress you, Miss Rachel!" was all Joe could reply. + +Miss Rachel had her own way of doing things. It was nothing new for her +to carry flowers and dainties to the sick poor. She had been much with +sick people, and she knew that those who have no luxuries and few +necessaries care for the things which do not really sustain life quite +as much as do those who can command both. + +[TO BE CONTINUED.] + + + + +MY MONKEY. + +BY JIMMY BROWN. + + +[Illustration] + +There never was such luck. I've always thought that I'd rather have a +monkey than be a million heir. There is nothing that could be half so +splendid as a real live monkey, but of course I knew that I never could +have one until I should grow up and go to sea and bring home monkeys and +parrots and shawls to mother just as sailors always do. But I've +actually got a monkey and if you don't believe it just look at these +pictures of him that Mr. Travers made for me and told me to send to the +YOUNG PEOPLE so that Mr. Harper would know that the monkey was genuine +and unadulterated. + +[Illustration] + +It was Mr. Travers that got the monkey for me. One day there came a +woman with an organ and a monkey into our yard. + +She was an Italian, but she could speak a sort of English and she said +that the "murderin' spalpeen of a monkey was just wearing the life of +her out." So says Mr. Travers "What will you take for him?" and says +she, "It's five dollars I'd be after selling him for, and may good luck +go wid ye!" + +What did Mr. Travers do but give her the money and hand the monkey to +me, saying, "Here, Jimmy! take him and be happy." Wasn't I just happy +though? + +[Illustration] + +Jocko--that's the monkey's name--is the loveliest monkey that ever +lived. Toby Tyler may talk about his "Mr. Stubbs," and tell how he +understands everything said to him, and begs for crullers, and all that; +but I tell you "Mr. Stubbs" was just an ordinary illiterit monkey +alongside of my Jocko. I hadn't had him an hour when he got out of my +arms and was on the supper table before I could get him. The table was +all set and Bridget was just going to ring the bell, but the monkey +didn't wait for her. + +[Illustration] + +To see him eating the chicken salad was just wonderful. He finished the +whole dish in about two minutes, and was washing it down with the oil +out of the salad bottle when I caught him. Mother was awfully good about +it and only said, "Poor little beast he must be half starved Susan how +much he reminds me of your brother." A good mother is as good a thing as +a boy deserves, no matter how good he is. + +[Illustration] + +The salad someway did not seem to agree with Jocko for he was dreadfully +sick that night. You should have seen how limp he was, just like a girl +that has fainted away and her young man is trying to lift her up. Mother +doctored him. She gave him castor oil as if he was her own son, and +wrapped him up in a blanket and put a mustard plaster on his stomach and +soaked the end of his tail in warm water. He was all right the next day +and was real grateful. I know he was grateful because he showed it by +trying to do good to others, at any rate to the cat. Our cat wouldn't +speak to him at first, but he coaxed her with milk, just as he had seen +me do and finally caught her. It must have been dreadfully aggravoking +to the cat, for instead of letting her have the milk he insisted that +she was sick and must have medicine. So he took Bridget's bottle of +hair-oil and a big spoon and gave the cat such a dose. When I caught him +and made him let the cat go there were about six table-spoonfuls of oil +missing. Mr. Travers said it was a good thing for it would improve the +cat's voice and make her yowl smoother, and that he had felt for a long +time that she needed to be oiled. Mother said that the monkey was cruel +and it was a shame but I know that he meant to be kind. He knew the oil +mother gave him had done him good, and he wanted to do the cat good. I +know just how he felt, for I've been blamed many a time for trying to do +good, and I can tell you it always hurt my feelings. + +[Illustration] + +The monkey was in the kitchen while Bridget was getting dinner yesterday +and he watched her broil the steak as if he was meaning to learn to cook +and help her in her work, he's that kind and thoughtful. The cat was +outdoors, but two of her kittens were in the kitchen, and they were not +old enough to be afraid of the monkey. When dinner was served Bridget +went up stairs and by-and-by mother says "What's that dreadful smell +sure's you're alive Susan the baby has fallen in to the fire." Everybody +jumped up and ran up stairs, all but me, for I knew Jocko was in the +kitchen and I was afraid it was he that was burning. When I got into the +kitchen there was that lovely monkey broiling one of the kittens on the +gridiron just as he had seen Bridget broil the steak. The kitten's fur +was singeing and she was mewing, and the other kitten was sitting up on +the floor licking her chops and enjoying it and Jocko was on his +hind-legs as solemn and busy as an owl. I snatched the gridiron away +from him and took the kitten off before she was burned any except her +fur, and when mother and Susan came down stairs they couldn't understand +what it was that had been burning and guessed the cook must have put +egg-shell on the fire. + +This is all the monkey has done since I got him day before yesterday. +Father has been away for a week but is coming back in a few days, and +won't he be delighted when he finds a monkey in the house? + + + + +[Illustration: OUR POST-OFFICE BOX] + + + ATHENS, GEORGIA. + + I wish to say to the correspondents who wrote to me for exchange of + postmarks that I can not answer all their letters right away, as I + have received so many, but I will answer them as soon as I can. + + LOUIS J. BRUMBY. + +In justice to Master Louis, we state that the above letter was received +at our office on December 14, 1880, but owing to the crowded state of +our Post-office Box, has been pushed aside until now. + +A large number of our correspondents are in the same trouble as this +Georgia boy. The demands upon them are so large that they can not +possibly obtain a sufficient supply of postmarks, stamps, or other +things to meet them all promptly, and they are in distress, fearing that +they will be thought dishonorable, when they are in reality overwhelmed +by the great number of demands upon their boyish resources. + +The explanation of this trouble is very simple. A boy possessing a small +number of stamps and postmarks, or perhaps a shelf of pretty minerals, +being anxious to obtain more, sends a request for exchange to YOUNG +PEOPLE. Now the subscribers to YOUNG PEOPLE number many thousands, and +the number of readers can not be estimated. A great many of these also +have small collections which they are anxious to enlarge. The +consequence is that the boy who has offered exchange receives to his +astonishment a dozen or more letters daily, many of them containing +specimens for which an immediate return is expected. Now he has started +out with, say, three hundred postmarks--probably not so many--as his +stock in trade, and has offered a given number from the State where he +lives for the same number from any other State. The demands of the first +week exhaust his small store, and even with the help of his friends he +can not collect fast enough to satisfy his correspondents. He can not +use those he has received, even were he willing to part with them, for +they are not from the State from which he has promised specimens, so he +is compelled to work slowly, and appear for the time to be neglectful +and remiss in keeping his promises. Could he answer every letter, and +explain how matters stood, of course all would be right. But he is a +school-boy, and has lessons to learn, or is otherwise employed; and even +if he has leisure, no one needs to be told that to answer a large number +of letters every day is an impossible performance for a boy from ten to +fifteen years old, the average limits of the age of those who offer +exchange in our columns. + +In view of the impossibility of promptly answering all communications, +the Post-office Box is often requested to publish an explanation. +Whenever it is possible, we print these boyish appeals for indulgence, +but they are very often crowded out. + +We are sorry to see so little reason and forbearance on the part of some +boys who fail to receive answers from exchanges at the time they expect. +We have received numerous complaints, to all of which we pay no +attention, and which we often have positive proof are wholly unjust. We +assure those boys from whom we have received such communications that +they do not rise in our estimation by their hasty accusations of their +correspondents, of whose circumstances or character they know nothing, +beyond the mere fact that their letters to them have not been +immediately answered. A boy who is himself honorable will seek excuses +for his delinquent correspondent, and will never accuse him of +unfairness, even in his own mind, unless he has positive proof that the +charge is well founded. In future, all requests for exchange, +accompanied by complaints of the delinquency of other parties, will not +be noticed in our columns. + +Considering the length of our exchange list, these misunderstandings +have been so few that they may be classed as exceptions to the general +rule. The majority of our correspondents speak in the highest terms of +the fairness with which exchanges have been conducted, of the valuable +additions they have made to their collections, and of the pleasant +friendships they have formed. + +In spite of all our good advice in the matter of full and distinctly +written addresses, carelessness in this respect is still the source of +some annoyance. We frequently receive letters from boys and girls who +are troubled because they have received some specimen which they can not +even acknowledge, as the sender omitted either name or address, +sometimes both. We have no space to explain all these matters, and in +such cases leave it for the careless correspondent to learn by +experience the troublous results of inattention. + + * * * * * + +YOUNG MEN'S SOCIETY FOR HOME STUDY.--A very useful society has been +formed in Cambridge, Massachusetts, for the purpose of aiding boys of +fifteen years and upward in systematic study. It is organized under the +lead of such gentlemen as Oliver Wendell Holmes, Henry W. Longfellow, +William D. Howells, Charles Dudley Warner, and others, and is designed +to guide and encourage the youth of America by opening to them, by means +of correspondence, systematic courses of study in various subjects. +Courses of reading and plans of work are arranged, from which +subscribers to the society may select one or more, according to their +taste and leisure, and aid is given them from time to time through +directions and advice. The courses embrace history, natural science, +mathematics, and literatures of different nations, divided into +sections. No subscribers are admitted under fifteen years of age. Each +member pays a fee of two dollars on entering. Full particulars may be +obtained by addressing the secretary, Frederic Gardiner, Jun., +Cambridge, Massachusetts, to whom all communications, marked Y. M. S. on +a corner of the envelope, should be sent by all who desire further +information on the subject, with postage stamp inclosed for the reply. + + * * * * * + + CHESTNUT HILL, MASSACHUSETTS. + + We report willow "pussies" found on Sunday, January 16. As this may + seem incredible, we inclose a sprig of the "pussies." + + J. and M. + +A fresh twig covered with soft, pearly aments accompanied this letter. + + * * * * * + + FERGUS FALLS, MINNESOTA. + + For two winters my gift from a lady who never forgets me is YOUNG + PEOPLE. It is the greatest pleasure I have, for I am a helpless + invalid. I can not stand or take a single step, and never shall + until I walk in the golden streets. I have only the partial use of + my left hand. I can read, and with great effort write a little. I + know so well how to pity the sick and lame children who sometimes + write to the Post-office Box! I want to thank YOUNG PEOPLE for + brightening so many of my weary hours. I mean to have it always. + + EDDIE S. + + * * * * * + + CINCINNATI, OHIO. + + I read in YOUNG PEOPLE about "An Empty Stocking" and the Toy + Mission, and I want to tell the children what we did in our + Kindergarten, Christmas. Our dear teacher told us each to bring a + toy or some pretty thing, and together with some other kind + Kindergarten teachers she made a beautiful tree for the poor + children of the free Kindergartens of Cincinnati. + + I love YOUNG PEOPLE. I am seven years old now, and I am going to + take it until I am a young lady. + + My brother has eight rabbits, and he calls them "The Bucktoot + Family." + + JULIA H. D. + + * * * * * + + MIDDLE BAR, CALIFORNIA. + + My grandma has made me a present of YOUNG PEOPLE. + + My mother says there were some pictures of the place where we live + in HARPER'S MAGAZINE once, and of men washing gold out of the + river. Chinamen get gold out of it now. + + I have never been to school, but I am going when I am twelve. I am + eight now, and my mother teaches me. My brothers are learning + German, and sometimes they talk it to me. + + KATE S. + + * * * * * + + BALTIMORE, MARYLAND. + + Here are some pretty experiments for the Chemists' Club. + + _Tin Tree_.--Pour about a pint of distilled or rain water into a + common decanter; put in three drams of chloride of tin, and about + ten drops of nitric acid. When the chloride of tin is dissolved, + suspend a piece of zinc wire in the mixture, and set the whole + where it will not be disturbed. In a few hours the wire will be + covered with beautiful crystals of tin precipitated from the + solution. In this experiment it is wonderful to see the laminæ, or + thin plates, shoot out, as it were, from nothing. + + _Silver Tree_.--Put into a decanter four drams of nitrate of + silver, and fill up the decanter with distilled or rain water; + then drop in about an ounce of mercury, suspend a piece of zinc + wire, and place the mixture where it will not be moved. In a short + time the silver will be precipitated in beautiful and sparkling + arborescent forms. + + JOHN E. H. + +These metal trees make very beautiful ornaments, and it is very +interesting to watch the formations. A recipe for a lead tree was given +in the Post-office Box of YOUNG PEOPLE No. 48. + + * * * * * + + OCEAN GROVE, NEW JERSEY. + + My school-teacher has started a "Boys' and Girls' Lyceum" in our + school. We prepare original pieces, and answer questions, and we + speak, read, sing, and play on the piano. + + There is a little snow on the ground, and it is very slippery. I + fell off my sled to-day, and cut my cheek. + + I have lots of dolls, and my pet doll is named Louise, after my + mamma. I am nine years old. + + MAUDE M. + + * * * * * + + NEW YORK CITY. + + I am a little boy seven years old. I am in the First Reader. What I + like to do best is to fish. I often catch twenty in one day. I can + swim under water and dive. I do all these things at my + grandmother's in the country. + + ARTHUR D. B. + + My brother Arthur and I have a boat, and we row up the river which + runs in front of our house in the country. Then one of us steers + the boat, while the other sits in the bow with an oar raised, and + the wind and the tide carry us home. I am nine years old. + + FREDDIE C. B. + + * * * * * + + SULLIVAN, INDIANA. + + We think HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE is the best paper published. Mamma + gave it to my sister for a birthday present. I am five years old. I + can read a little, and can print a letter. I printed this. + + We have a calf named Rosie that is only a year and two months old, + and weighs eight hundred and eighty-five pounds. I have a dear + baby brother. + + HELEN M. + + * * * * * + + NEW YORK CITY. + + I enjoy reading HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE very much, although I am + fifteen years old. I am employed in a large hardware house in this + city. I think we boys ought to appreciate the privilege given us in + this paper of exchanging our postage stamps and postmarks. And it + is a satisfaction to feel that the same paper we receive and read + is also received and read by so many other boys and girls in so + many different parts of our own and other countries. + + J. C. L. + + * * * * * + + PROVIDENCE, RHODE ISLAND. + + I want to tell you how near I came to being run over by an engine. + It was one awful cold Saturday morning, and the sidewalk on the + avenue where we slide was all covered with ice. I started at the + top of the hill, and went down very swiftly. At the foot of the + hill there is a railroad, and on one side of it there was a big + snow-bank. When I got to that snow-bank, I could not stop my sled, + and I went clear over it right in front of an engine that was + standing on the track. I got up and took myself and the sled out of + the way in a hurry, and just then the engine started. + + HORACE G. B. + + * * * * * + + COLUMBUS, MISSISSIPPI. + + I am nine years old, and I go to school. We have a class of boys, + and we read in YOUNG PEOPLE instead of a reader. We read all the + stories, and like them very much. We expect to have a railroad here + in a few years, and street cars too. + + Charles W. W. + + * * * * * + + LINCOLN, TENNESSEE, _January_ 18, 1881. + + I have received over thirty applications for Egyptian stamps, and + my supply is exhausted. Applicants will please wait until I can get + more stamps from my sister, who is in Egypt. + + AMBROSE STRANG. + + * * * * * + + NEWPORT, DELAWARE. + + I am very much pleased with YOUNG PEOPLE. My uncle sends it to me, + and also to a little girl in Brooklyn, and one in Illinois. I am + eight years old. My papa reads the stories to us, and also the + letters in the Post-office Box. I think all the little people would + like to hear again from Judith Wolff, of Barranquilla, in the + United States of Colombia. + + NELLIE B. F. + + * * * * * + + I would like to exchange foreign postage stamps and some very old + United States stamps, for coins, minerals, or insects. I am twelve + years old. + + L. A. V. Z., + 52 University Place, New York City. + + * * * * * + + Last Christmas my mamma presented me with a year's subscription to + YOUNG PEOPLE, and I like it so much I think it would be a good plan + for every little boy's mamma to do the same. + + I have a few postage stamps from New Zealand, Turkey, Hong-Kong, + and other localities, which I would like to exchange for others. I + am ten years old. + + PERCY L. MCDERMOTT, + 523 Marcy Avenue, Brooklyn, L. I. + + * * * * * + + I wish to begin a collection of birds' eggs, and will give forty + stamps for four eggs, or ten stamps for one egg. I am eleven years + old. + + FRANK L. BREWER, + 108 West Fifty-seventh Street, New York City. + + * * * * * + + I am trying to get a collection of shells and other curiosities, + but as yet I have very few things. + + I would like to exchange some shells, a wild boar's tooth, and a + few other curiosities, for curiosities and birds' eggs. + + ALICE E. THORP, + P. O. Box 618, Newport, R. I. + + * * * * * + +The following exchanges are also offered by correspondents: + + Postmarks. + + SAM G. SMITH, + Heckatoo, Lincoln County, Ark. + + * * * * * + + Stamps from Sweden and Switzerland, for stamps from Germany. + + ALICE V. SMITH, + Holly Tree Coffee Rooms, Newport, R. I. + + * * * * * + + A Swedish coin of 1871, for ten foreign stamps, or for the same + number of the United States Treasury or Naval Departments. + + JAY H. MALTBY, + Detroit, Becker County, Minn. + + * * * * * + + Postmarks, United States and foreign stamps, silver and copper + coins, Indian relics, and other curiosities. + + E. L. BRICE, Sunbury, Penn. + + * * * * * + + Postmarks, for German, French, Italian, or Spanish stamps. + + B. C. G., + P. O. Box 1138, Mankato, Minn. + + * * * * * + + Stamps, postmarks, birds' eggs, or minerals, for sea-shells, + Florida moss, or any curiosity from the South or far West. + + JEAN C. PORTER, + Warren, Trumbull County, Ohio. + + * * * * * + + Minerals. + + JOHNNIE SEELEY, + Potsdam, St. Lawrence County, N. Y. + + * * * * * + + Indian arrow-heads, for coins. + + CHARLES F. JENKINS, + West Chester, Chester County, Penn. + + * * * * * + + Foreign stamps, for Indian arrow-heads or birds' eggs. + + HOWARD G. CHASE, + 19 Woodland Terrace, West Philadelphia, Penn. + + * * * * * + + One hundred stamps from Brazil, Spain, Australia, and other foreign + countries, for fifteen coins. + + HOWARD J. VAN DOREN, + 89 State Street, Brooklyn, L. I. + + * * * * * + + Foreign, United States, and internal revenue stamps, postmarks, and + United States and foreign coins, for birds' eggs, minerals, or + coins. + + WILLARD BARNES, + Wellsville, Allegany County, N. Y. + + * * * * * + + Twenty-five postmarks, for four birds' eggs. + + CLAUDE N. COMSTOCK, + Albany, Gentry County, Mo. + + * * * * * + + A rock from Missouri, for one from any other State except Colorado. + + HARRY LEE, + Warrensburg, Johnson County, Mo. + + * * * * * + + Postmarks. + + FRANK H. PAYNE, + P. O. Box C, Titusville, Penn. + + * * * * * + + Rare birds' eggs, for others. + + EDDY LOOMIS, + P. O. Box 191, Geneva, N. Y. + + * * * * * + + Stamps, for Indian arrow-heads or other relics, old coins, ocean + curiosities, or South American stamps. Twenty foreign stamps, for a + good specimen of gold ore. + + R. H. REDDISH, + 98 Court Street, Brooklyn, L. I. + + * * * * * + + Postmarks. + + CHARLES H. DAILEY, + Dayton, Campbell County, Ky. + + * * * * * + + Curious rocks from Indiana, for Indian arrow-heads or sea-shells. + + CLARENCE MARSHALL, + Economy, Wayne County, Ind. + + * * * * * + + Patterns for knitted lace. + + HELEN A. SEARING, + Saugerties, Ulster County, N. Y. + + * * * * * + + Postmarks. + + ADOLPH VALOIS, + 267 First Street, Jersey City, N. J. + + * * * * * + + Rock from Italy, for European postage stamps. + + A. J. DENT, + Care of J. E. Dent, Columbia, S. C. + + * * * * * + + Calcite, dog-tooth-spar, amygdaloid, and Roxbury pudding-stone, for + other minerals. Specimens from Nova Scotia especially desired. + + CHARLES GARRISON, + 32 Linwood Street, Roxbury, Mass. + + * * * * * + + Foreign postage stamps, for birds' eggs, Indian relics, ocean + curiosities, or minerals. + + JENNIE DENISON, + Bay City, Mich. + + * * * * * + + Stamps and monograms, for birds' eggs. + + CHARLES G. CARTER, + P. O. Box 1167, Titusville, Penn. + + * * * * * + + Postmarks, for United States and foreign postage stamps. + + CHARLES J. LIVINGOOD, + P. O. Box 200, Reading, Penn. + + * * * * * + + Postage stamps. + + HARRY F. SINCLAIR, + 109 East Seventy-ninth Street, New York city. + + * * * * * + +C. N. C.--The specimen you send is a postmark. For purposes of exchange +it is better to cut the postmark square, as it is more easily pasted in +an album in the manner described in an article on "Stamp Collecting" in +YOUNG PEOPLE No. 54, which has been applied by many of our readers to +postmarks as well. + + * * * * * + +We have been requested to bring to the notice of those correspondents +who may write to Judith Wolff, of Barranquilla, that they can not +receive answers to their letters sooner than six or eight weeks. + + * * * * * + +"ELECTRICITY."--"The Brave Swiss Boy" has not been published in book +form. The entire story, however, is contained in the first nine numbers +of YOUNG PEOPLE, Vol. I. + + * * * * * + +VIRGIE MCL.--We are very sorry to disappoint you, but our Post-office +Box is so crowded that we can not give up space to your poem. Neither +can we print your offer of exchange, for reasons which were given in the +introductory paragraph to the Post-office Box of YOUNG PEOPLE No. 45. + + * * * * * + +NELLIE A. B.--See answer to William D. in the Post-office Box of No. 64. + + * * * * * + +NEW SUBSCRIBER.--The article you inquire about is entitled "A Cheap +Canoe," and is contained in No. 26, page 350, of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, +Vol. I. + + * * * * * + +A. C.--The price of the cover for HARPER'S MAGAZINE is fifty cents. + + * * * * * + +OTIS S.--We can not give the description you desire. + + * * * * * + +C. P. J.--It is now so late in the season that the information you ask +for will not be given in YOUNG PEOPLE until next winter. + + * * * * * + +SCHOOL-BOY.--Ferdinand De Soto, who discovered the Mississippi River, +was born in Estremadura, Spain, about 1495. He came to America when very +young, and was one of the most daring companions of Pizarro in the +conquest of Peru. In 1538 he attempted the conquest of Florida, +believing that he should find heaps of gold there, instead of which he +and his men had a very sad time, and after many misfortunes, gave up +their fruitless search. De Soto died on the banks of the Mississippi in +1542, and his companions, wishing to conceal his death from the Indians, +sunk his body by night in the middle of the river. + + * * * * * + +JULIE J. B.--Juggernaut, the holy city of the Hindoos, is situated on +the Bay of Bengal. Its main street is composed of temples and other +religious edifices, and at the southern end is an immense structure, +said to have been built during the twelfth century, which is dedicated +to the idol Juggernaut--a word signifying "lord of the world." This idol +has an enormous chariot forty-five feet high, and mounted on sixteen +wheels, and during the great festival, which occurs in March, it is +taken from the temple, and being placed on the chariot, is dragged about +the streets by the thousands of pilgrims who come from all parts of +India to this yearly celebration. So terrible are the ignorance and +superstition of these idol-worshippers that, until prevented by the +British authorities, hundreds threw themselves beneath the wheels of +this enormous car during its passage through the city, and were crushed +to death. Even mothers would throw their infants to be killed in this +horrible manner, thinking in this way to secure for them eternal +happiness and favor in the eyes of the hideous idol. Although this +absurd worship is still carried on to a large extent, the sacrifice of +victims is no longer possible. + + * * * * * + +WILLIE PARKHURST.--"How to Build an Ice-Boat" was published in YOUNG +PEOPLE No. 56. + + * * * * * + +FRED B. AND FRED W.--A set of Dallemeyer lenses, even of the smallest +size, is somewhat expensive. You can get good portrait lenses from eight +dollars a set to a very high price. There are other and cheaper kinds +which would, no doubt, answer your purpose. The best thing for you to do +is to go to some large dealer in photographic instruments, and get a +list of styles and prices of lenses and materials.--"The Moral Pirates" +began in YOUNG PEOPLE No. 31, and was concluded in No. 45. + + * * * * * + +Favors are acknowledged from Freddie L. Foster, Kirk Haddock, E. H. +Brown, Mary L. Shober, Maggie A. E., Ettie C. I., Lee M. Hopper, Maud P. +Abbott, John Demarest, Mamie Valentine, William G. Moore, B. F. Corey, +Minnie C. M., Bessie W., Maud C., Samuel K. B., B. T. H., L. Jay E., +Martie W. H., Willie C. C., Lewis H., Pickey and Quinea Francis, Marion +Ellis, Irene McM., Willie Lloyd, "Starlight," Ned Beck, Ina H. Bartlett, +Josephine Beekman, Mertie W. L., Gertrude G., Jimmie Canfield, Stella L. +Paine, Aseneth Michener, Mary Lawrence, David Baker Rushmore, A. G. D., +Willie C. Whetton, Mary L. McCullock. + + * * * * * + +Correct answers to puzzles have been received from Roe Stewart, Howard +B. Lent, Eddie and Willie Kendel, Louise Smith, Bessie Winans, G. J. +Broome, Jun., Charles Gaylor, E. J. W., Carrie M. Pike, "Starry Flag," +Isobel and Harry Jacobs, E. E. Harris, Daisy Mitchell, Allie Maxwell, +Andrew C. De Motte, Charlie Haight. + + * * * * * + +PUZZLES FROM YOUNG CONTRIBUTORS. + +No. 1. + +ENIGMA. + + In frequent, not in oft. + In liquid, not in soft. + In laugh, not in scream. + In vision, not in dream. + In channel, not in strait. + In door, not in gate. + In poach, not in plunder. + In stumble, not in blunder. + In pliant, not in tough. + In coarse, not in rough. + In cycle, not in year. + My whole a season drawing near. + + DAME DURDEN. + + * * * * * + +No. 2. + +RHOMBOID. + +Across.--A cut. A germ. To rip. To pull. In the body. + +Down.--A letter from Washington. In the same manner. Regular. To notice. +To venture. A fish. A pronoun. Another letter from Washington. + + WALTER. + + * * * * * + +No. 3. + +DIAMOND. + +In ride. A character in music. Parts of the body. Suspended. To loose. A +Latin numeral. In ride. + + MARK MARCY. + + * * * * * + +No. 4. + +EASY SQUARES. + +1. First, a musical instrument. Second, a tree found in the East Indies. +Third, a bog. Fourth, a town in Upper Egypt. + + JOHNNIE. + +2. First, prospect. Second, inactive. Third, a girl's name. Fourth, +feeble. + + T. K. P. + + * * * * * + +No. 5. + +ENIGMA. + + In bold, not in shy. + In run, not in fly. + In tongue, not in head. + In white, not in red. + In shore, not in land. + In arm, not in hand. + In fire, not in water. + In lime, not in mortar. + In type, not in feature. + My whole a short-lived creature. + + JOHN N. H. + + * * * * * + +ANSWERS TO PUZZLES IN No. 64. + +No. 1. + + P R + K E G J O T + P E N N Y - R O Y A L + G N U T A G + Y L + +No. 2. + + P R A T E H A B I T + R I P E N A B O D E + A P A R T B O H E A + T E R S E I D E A L + E N T E R T E A L S + + H I G H C R A B + I D L E R O B E + G L E E A B E L + H E E D B E L T + +No. 3. + +Potash. + +No. 4. + +Kentucky. + + * * * * * + +Charade, on page 192--Crowbar. + + + + +HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE. + + +SINGLE COPIES, 4 cents; ONE SUBSCRIPTION, one year, $1.50; FIVE +SUBSCRIPTIONS, one year, $7.00--_payable in advance, postage free_. + +The Volumes of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE commence with the first Number in +November of each year. + +Subscriptions may begin with any Number. When no time is specified, it +will be understood that the subscriber desires to commence with the +Number issued after the receipt of the order. + +Remittances should be made by POST-OFFICE MONEY-ORDER OR DRAFT, to avoid +risk of loss. + + HARPER & BROTHERS, + Franklin Square, N. Y. + + + + +SOLUTION TO TUMBLER TRICK. + + +[Illustration] + +Interlock the prongs of two forks as represented in the engraving; then +firmly wedge the match between one of the lower prongs and the fork +above it, and you will find you can easily balance the match in the +desired position, and also drink the water. + + + + +PREDICAMENTS. + +BY G. B. BARTLETT. + + +This funny game comes from our German cousins, who know how to have a +good time, in spite of their gravity. In the evening they like to join +with their children in merry games around the cheerful lamp and by the +flashing fire, and it is from them that the ideas, or turning points, of +many of our best games come. This one will be found easy enough for the +little ones, and amusing enough for their parents and older friends. + +Any number of people can play. All sit around the room, and each one +whispers to his right-hand neighbor some situation in the form of a +question; for example, "What would you do if your manuscript was left at +your home, forty miles away, and you had not discovered the fact until +you had arisen to lecture?" Or any imaginary predicament may be +suggested; as, "What if you were driving a load of ashes over a steep +hill, and found that you had forgotten to put up the backboard of the +cart?" These questions may also touch upon sentiment; as follows, "If +you were talking sentimentally to a young lady in the woods, what if the +bank on which you were seated proved to be previously occupied by a red +ants' nest?" + +These situations must be as quaint, funny, and varied as possible; and +when one has been whispered to each person, all communicate in the same +manner, to the one on the left, some remedy, which, as well as the +question, must be remembered. These may be of a healing nature, like +Russia salve, soothing syrup, poor man's plaster; or serious, like a +gunshot, a halter, or an elopement; and when recited, are prefixed with +the words, "I should try," or some appropriate beginning. + +When all are provided with a situation and a remedy, the game is begun +by some one, who calls upon a lady or gentleman by name, and then asks, +"What would you do if--" and adds the predicament which has been given +to the speaker. The person addressed then replies, "I should try--" and +gives the remedy which has been whispered to him. + +The combination seldom fails to prove very amusing, either from the +exceedingly apt or the eccentric nature of the dialogue. The player who +gave the remedy proceeds at once to call out another name, the gentlemen +usually naming a lady, and the ladies a gentleman, and thus the game +goes merrily on. In order to make it perfectly clear to the children, it +may be well to give a few connected questions and answers: + +"Mr. Smith, what would you do if you were up in a balloon, and should +break your head against the tail of a comet?" + +"I should buy a cabbage."--"Miss Johnson, if you were dancing the +heel-and-toe polka, and should fall in the middle of the ball-room, what +would you do?" + +"I should preserve my equilibrium."--"Mr. Roberts, if your heart were +broken, what would you do?" + +"Bind her over to keep the peace."--"Miss Lewis, what would you do if +you were compelled to use the same glass as a beggar?" + +"I should say, 'Drink to me only with thine eyes.'"--"Mr. Brown, what if +you failed to make an impression?" + +"I should try indelible ink." + + + + +A CHARADE. + +BY H. + + + My first may grace the festive board + With rosy colors bright, + And from the pantry's spicy hoard + 'Tis often brought to light. + + But shared beside the mountain stream, + Or by old ocean's swell, + Where many happy lovers dream, + Its value who can tell? + + My second is what you, I hope, + Will never do to me; + But lest you should, your Bible ope, + And there your fate you'll see. + + But in my whole what happy hours, + What moments rare, are spent, + Kissed by the breeze to which the flowers + Their savors sweet have lent! + + Through fairy-land, unknowing care, + The spirit wanders free, + While birds with music fill the air-- + Oh, give my whole to me! + + + + +[Illustration: AN ACHIEVEMENT. + +"Hi, Tom, look! I kin stand on one Foot an' keep both Eyes open!"] + + + + +[Illustration: "'DET UP!"] + + + + + +End of Project Gutenberg's Harper's Young People, February 8, 1881, by Various + +*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 44768 *** diff --git a/44768-h/44768-h.htm b/44768-h/44768-h.htm new file mode 100644 index 0000000..b0140db --- /dev/null +++ b/44768-h/44768-h.htm @@ -0,0 +1,2633 @@ +<!DOCTYPE html PUBLIC "-//W3C//DTD XHTML 1.0 Strict//EN" + "http://www.w3.org/TR/xhtml1/DTD/xhtml1-strict.dtd"> +<html xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" xml:lang="en" lang="en"> + <head> + <meta http-equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8" /> + <meta http-equiv="Content-Style-Type" content="text/css" /> + <title> + The Project Gutenberg eBook of Harper's Young People, February 8, 1881, by Various. + </title> + <style type="text/css"> + +body { + margin-left: 10%; + margin-right: 10%; +} + + h1,h2,h3,h4,h5,h6 { + text-align: center; /* all headings centered */ + clear: both; +} + +p { + margin-top: .51em; + text-align: justify; + margin-bottom: .49em; +} + +.p2 {margin-top: 2em;} +.p4 {margin-top: 4em;} +.p6 {margin-top: 6em;} + +hr { + width: 33%; + margin-top: 2em; + margin-bottom: 2em; + margin-left: auto; + margin-right: auto; + clear: both; +} + +hr.tb {width: 45%;} +hr.chap {width: 65%} +hr.full {width: 95%;} + +table { + margin-left: auto; + margin-right: auto; +} + +.pagenum { /* uncomment the next line for invisible page numbers */ + /* visibility: hidden; */ + position: absolute; + left: 92%; + font-size: smaller; + text-align: right; +} /* page numbers */ + +.blockquot { + margin-left: 5%; + margin-right: 10%; +} + +.center {text-align: center;} + +.right {text-align: right;} + +.smcap {font-variant: small-caps;} + +.caption {font-weight: bold;} + +/* Images */ +.figcenter { + margin: auto; + text-align: center; +} + +.figleft { + float: left; + clear: left; + margin-left: 0; + margin-bottom: 1em; + margin-top: 1em; + margin-right: 1em; + padding: 0; + text-align: center; +} + +.figright { + float: right; + clear: right; + margin-left: 1em; + margin-bottom: + 1em; + margin-top: 1em; + margin-right: 0; + padding: 0; + text-align: center; +} + +/* Footnotes */ +.footnotes {border: dashed 1px;} + +.footnote {margin-left: 10%; margin-right: 10%; font-size: 0.9em;} + +.fnanchor { + vertical-align: super; + font-size: .8em; + text-decoration: + none; +} + + </style> + </head> +<body> +<div>*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 44768 ***</div> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_225" id="Page_225">[Pg 225]</a></span></p> + +<div class="center"> +<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary=""> +<tr><td align="left"><a href="#MUFFLED">MUFFLED.</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align="left"><a href="#LILYS_BALL">LILY'S BALL.</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align="left"><a href="#THE_PIRATE_KIDD">THE PIRATE KIDD.</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align="left"><a href="#TOBY_TYLER">TOBY TYLER;</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align="left"><a href="#A_SNOW_BLOCKADE">A SNOW BLOCKADE.</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align="left"><a href="#EMBROIDERY_FOR_GIRLS">EMBROIDERY FOR GIRLS.</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align="left"><a href="#THE_CRANES_OF_IBYCUS">THE CRANES OF IBYCUS.</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align="left"><a href="#PHILS_FAIRIES">PHIL'S FAIRIES.</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align="left"><a href="#MY_MONKEY">MY MONKEY.</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align="left"><a href="#OUR_POST_OFFICE_BOX">OUR POST-OFFICE BOX.</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align="left"><a href="#SOLUTION_TO_TUMBLER_TRICK">SOLUTION TO TUMBLER TRICK.</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align="left"><a href="#PREDICAMENTS">PREDICAMENTS.</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align="left"><a href="#A_CHARADE">A CHARADE.</a></td></tr> +</table></div> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 1000px;"> +<img src="images/ill_001.jpg" width="1000" height="386" alt="Banner: Harper's Young People" /> +</div> + +<hr class="full" /> + +<div class="center"> +<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" width="100%" summary=""> +<tr><td align="left"><span class="smcap">Vol</span>. II.—<span class="smcap">No</span>. 67.</td><td align="center"><span class="smcap">Published by</span> HARPER & BROTHERS, <span class="smcap">New York</span>.</td><td align="right"><span class="smcap">Price Four Cents</span>.</td></tr> +<tr><td align="left">Tuesday, February 8, 1881.</td><td align="center">Copyright, 1881, by <span class="smcap">Harper & Brothers</span>.</td><td align="right">$1.50 per Year, in Advance.</td></tr> +</table></div> + +<hr class="full" /> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 417px;"><a name="MUFFLED" id="MUFFLED"></a> +<img src="images/ill_002.jpg" width="417" height="600" alt="" /> +<span class="caption">ATTACKED IN THE PASS.—<span class="smcap">Drawn by Frenzeny</span>.</span> +</div> + +<h2>MUFFLED.</h2> + +<h3>BY WILLIAM O. STODDARD.</h3> + +<p>"Rube, me boy, what's the name of this?" exclaimed Pat Linihan, as the +last wagon of the mining outfit was hauled into position, and the +grizzled veteran he spoke to was dragging the harness from his favorite +span of mules.</p> + +<p>"The name of it? Do you mean this hollow we've pulled up in?"</p> + +<p>"Dade an' I do, thin. Ye've put a name of some kind to ivery rock an' +bush we've seen the day."</p> + +<p>"Well, then, mebbe it's the Chico Valley. It's a place I'll be glad to +git out of with all the hair on my head."</p> + +<p>"It's a swate spot, for all that. Is it near here thim Wallopy red-skins +lives that makes it a bad boordin'-house for white min?"</p> + +<p>"Yes, this is just the place. But there isn't many of 'em, and we didn't +send 'em word we was comin'. Mebbe we'll find our way through the pass +before they scent us. They're venomous, they are. Worst kind."</p> + +<p>The two mules had been standing as if they were listening to him, but +now, as old Rube cast them loose, the off mule suddenly threw up his +heels and set out at a sharp trot into the grass, while his mate +stretched his long neck forward in a sonorous bray.</p> + +<p>"That'll do, Gov'nor," remarked Rube. "We all know you kin do it. You +and the Senator had better jest feed yer level best while yer chance is +good. Mebbe you'll be an Indian's mule yet, before you die."</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_226" id="Page_226">[Pg 226]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Saints preserve thim, thin. It's foine mules they are," said Pat, very +soberly. "Misther Adams, was ye hearin' the charakther he gave the place +we're in?"</p> + +<p>"Is there any danger, Rube?—any real danger?"</p> + +<p>"Not if we can find our way through the pass, Charlie. It's more like +the neck of a bottle than anything else. Hope they haven't corked it up +with rocks for us."</p> + +<p>A tall, slightly built boy was Charlie Adams, and his bright blue eyes +were wide open, with a look in which there was more fun and love of +adventure than fear of anything—even of Hualapais<a name="FNanchor_1_1" id="FNanchor_1_1"></a><a href="#Footnote_1_1" class="fnanchor">[1]</a> Indians.</p> + +<p>He had been staring around the broad level valley while the miners were +going into camp, and it did seem as if he had never looked upon anything +more beautiful. The grass was so luxuriant and green; the scattered +groves had been set down exactly in the right places; the mountains +arose so grandly on every side; surely there could not have been +imagined a prettier picture in a more wonderful frame. He said so to +Rube Sarrow, but all the reply he got from the grim old wagon-master +was,</p> + +<p>"Ye-es, and the red-skins mean to keep it. Thar's been more than one +outfit wiped out a-tryin' to squeeze through the Union Pass."</p> + +<p>The wagons of the train were drawn up in two rows, about fifty yards +apart, the light "ambulance," from which Rube had unhitched the Governor +and the Senator, was pulled across one of the open spaces at the end, +and a brisk fire had been started at the other. The ground so inclosed +contained room enough to "corral" all the mules and horses of the train +in case of an attack, and the members of that exploring party were +likely to be able to defend such a fort against any ordinary band of red +men.</p> + +<p>Not a sign of the presence of Indians in the neighborhood had yet been +discovered, and before the middle of the afternoon the scouts sent out +came in with a couple of fat deer.</p> + +<p>"That looks well," growled old Rube. "The valley hasn't been hunted out +lately. Mebbe we'll git through all right."</p> + +<p>The animals were watched pretty carefully, nevertheless, and they all +had a good long rest and time to feed.</p> + +<p>"They'd betther make the best of it," said Pat Linihan to Charlie Adams. +"It's a long pull and a hard one they've got before thim. Wud thim +red-skins take the skelp of a mule, do ye s'pose?"</p> + +<p>"They'd give more for yours, Pat. They'd risk almost anything for hair +as red as you have. Light their pipes, you know."</p> + +<p>"That's more'n I kin do wid it mesilf. But thim ambulance mules, now. +Luk at the ears of thim. Did yez iver see the loike on any human bein' +before?"</p> + +<p>The Governor and the Senator were mules of the largest and ungainliest +type, and they seemed to remember enough of what Rube had said about +Indians to keep them pretty close to the camp all the evening. None of +the others were permitted to stray to any great distance, and about +midnight they were all silently collected.</p> + +<p>The men had taken the whole matter as quietly as had their four-footed +servants, eating and sleeping as if there were no Indians in the world, +or at least in the neighborhood of the Hualapais Mountains and the Union +Pass.</p> + +<p>All the men, perhaps; but Charlie Adams was not a man yet, and the young +blood was tingling through his veins at the thought of actual danger and +an attack from Indians. There was no need to wake him up or call him +when the time came to get ready for another march. He was wide awake +from head to foot, and seemed to be everywhere at once, with his +repeating carbine in his hand.</p> + +<p>It was a queer piece of work Rube and his teamsters were at for the next +hour or so. They began by wrapping all the old blankets they had, and +some new ones, around the circumference of the wagon wheels, and they +greased the journals of the axles until there was no chance left for a +squeak to come from them.</p> + +<p>"They'll travel without a sound," said old Rube. "How're ye gittin' on +with the critters, boys?"</p> + +<p>That had been a job which interested Charlie Adams exceedingly. Every +mule and horse was fitted with a pair of buffalo-skin or blanket +moccasins, so that his feet would fall silently upon the hardest ground. +Some of the men said "shoes," some "boots," and Pat Linihan called them +"stockin's, begorra"; but Rube said "moccasins," and Charlie took him at +his word.</p> + +<p>Between one and two o'clock, the camp, with its fire piled up to a +brighter blaze than ever, was left behind them, and the long mining +train moved onward toward the dangerous pass. It was wonderful how +little noise they made, and Pat Linihan remarked to old Rube:</p> + +<p>"Sure an' it's the first toime I iver druv a muffled mule."</p> + +<p>"Muffle yer tongue," growled old Rube. "That's one thing I forgot."</p> + +<p>They made good speed, and before long Charlie Adams was aware that the +narrow wagon trail they were following had led them between great walls +of rock.</p> + +<p>"We'll do it," whispered old Rube to Charlie. "They're up there on the +cliffs, some of 'em, as a matter of course; but we're going to beat 'em +this time. They have an awful advantage over any fellows down here. All +they need do is to tumble down rocks on us in some places. There's just +one bad spot to go by now," said he, a little later, "but it's almost +daylight. I wish we were well past the neck."</p> + +<p>Nearer and nearer drew the walls of rock, but there were no sounds made +for them to echo, until at last, as he and the Senator pulled their +ambulance over an unusually rough place, and paused for breath, the +Governor seized the opportunity to stretch out his ugly neck.</p> + +<p>Oh! what a bray was that! It seemed to fill every cranny of the Union +Pass, and stir up the sleeping echoes, and climb up over the crags, and +old Rube instantly shouted:</p> + +<p>"Whip up, boys! Forward now for your lives! That thar was jest one other +thing we forgot to muffle."</p> + +<p>The whips cracked sharply enough now, and the Governor received at least +his share in payment for his music.</p> + +<p>There was no more silence. In less than a minute the heights above them +rang with fierce whoops and yells. The savages had been taken a little +by surprise, but they were there, and they had been waiting for that +train. It had nearly passed them, but they were determined to make an +effort for its capture.</p> + +<p>Whoop after whoop, and then the crash and thud of rocky masses tumbling +down the chasm.</p> + +<p>It was getting lighter every minute, and Charlie Adams strained his +bright eyes up along the crags in the hope of seeing a mark for his +carbine.</p> + +<p>Suddenly the sharp reports of rifles came from the front, and old Rube +exclaimed:</p> + +<p>"Indians in the pass! That's bad. We were almost through."</p> + +<p>So they were, for the ambulance Pat was driving, and that Rube and +Charlie were guarding, was the very tail of the train.</p> + +<p>"Look out, Charlie."</p> + +<p>"Bedad, they've done it! What'll I do now?"</p> + +<p>A heavy bowlder had come smashing down through the tilted top of the +ambulance, making dire destruction of the closely packed stowage, and +startling Pat half out of his wits.</p> + +<p>"Unhitch! Save your mules!"</p> + +<p>The Governor and the Senator had something to say about that. They were +worse scared than Pat himself, and they declared it, as mules will, in +about half a bray<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_227" id="Page_227">[Pg 227]</a></span> apiece, but then they sprang wildly away up the pass, +dragging behind them the battered ambulance, Pat and all.</p> + +<p>"Go it, Pat! Come on, Charlie! There's a fight ahead, but we're beyond +the neck."</p> + +<p>The "fight ahead" was over quickly enough, for less than half a dozen +Indians had clambered swiftly down to hide behind logs and rocks, and +try to check the advance of the train. It was getting light enough for +them to use their rifles, but so could the miners, and that was bad for +that squad of "Wallopies," as Pat called them. Only two of them climbed +up the rocks again, and all the harm they did was to wound three of the +mules, and send a ball through the arm of a driver. Their friends on the +heights were fairly driven to cover again by the storm of rifle-bullets +sent after them, and Charlie Adams's carbine cracked as loudly as if he +had been six feet high and weighed two hundred pounds.</p> + +<p>"I wonder if I hit any of them?" he said to Rube, after they reached an +open place and halted the train.</p> + +<p>"Dunno 'bout that. Most likely. I kinder hope we barked some on 'em. But +that there was a leetle the tightest squeeze I ever hed in Union Pass. +All because I didn't muffle the bray of that mule."</p> + +<p>"Did ye know," added Pat, "the big stone that kim into the ambylance +mashed in the molasses kag? It's a swate mess they've made of it."</p> + +<hr class="chap" /> +<h2><a name="LILYS_BALL" id="LILYS_BALL">LILY'S BALL.</a></h2> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Lily gave a party,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">And her little playmates all,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Gayly dressed, came in their best</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">To dance at Lily's ball.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Little Quaker Primrose</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Sat and never stirred,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">And, except in whispers,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Never spoke a word.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Tulip fine and Dahlia</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Shone in silk and satin;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Learned old Convolvulus</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Was tiresome with his Latin.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Snowdrop nearly fainted</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Because the room was hot,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">And went away before the rest</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">With sweet Forget-me-not.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Pansy danced with Daffodil,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Rose with Violet;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Silly Daisy fell in love</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">With pretty Mignonette.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">But when they danced the country-dance,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">One could scarcely tell</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Which of these two danced it best—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Cowslip or Heather-bell.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Between the dances, when they all</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Were seated in their places,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">I thought I'd never seen before</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">So many pretty faces.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">But of all the pretty maidens</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">I saw at Lily's ball,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Darling Lily was to me</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">The sweetest of them all.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">And when the dance was over,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">They went down stairs to sup,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">And each had a taste of honey-cake,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">With dew in a buttercup.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">And all were dressed to go away</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Before the set of sun;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">And Lily said "Good-by!" and gave</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">A kiss to every one.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">And before the moon or a single star</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Was shining overhead,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Lily and all her little friends</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Were fast asleep in bed.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="chap" /> +<h2><a name="THE_PIRATE_KIDD" id="THE_PIRATE_KIDD">THE PIRATE KIDD.</a></h2> + +<p>The tumult in New Amsterdam when, in August, 1664, English men-of-war +appeared in the bay was excessive. An embassy was sent to the English +commander, Nichols, at Gravesend Bay; it was composed of the Dutch +clergyman and his brother, a physician. The English refused to hear of +anything but submission, and brave Governor Stuyvesant yielded to the +storm. No blood was shed, no gun fired; the town submitted peacefully to +the invader, and its name was changed from New Amsterdam to New York.</p> + +<p>But the Dutch longed for their natural government, and more than once it +was reported that the great Admiral De Ruyter, at the head of the fleet +with which he swept the European seas, was coming to Sandy Hook, and +would retake the city. But he never came. A few years later, in the +second Dutch war, 1673, a fleet of twenty-three ships from Holland +sailed through the Narrows, reduced the fort on Staten Island, and +recaptured New York. But in 1674 peace was made between Holland and +England, and New York was restored to the English.</p> + +<p>From that time for many years Sandy Hook witnessed no hostile armament, +and only the white sails of the peaceful trader entered the deep channel +that opens into the Lower Bay.</p> + +<p>New York flourished in quiet ease; its Dutch burgomasters were changed +to aldermen; its fair young maidens with their admirers made up boating +parties from the Battery, or rode in gigs up to the famous Kissing Gate. +But all the people of New York were not so respectable; it was, in fact, +the haunt of disreputable persons and marauders from all parts of the +world, and among them might be seen about this time the rough, bronzed +face, the sturdy figure, of the cruel pirate Kidd. Possessed of a +considerable fortune, which he had made in a sea-faring life, Kidd had +retired from his occupation, whatever it had been, and settled +peacefully with his wife and children in New York. He was probably +looked upon as a substantial citizen. He was thought a skillful sailor. +And when in 1695 the English government resolved to send a ship to the +East Indies to put down the pirates who swarmed in the sea between +Arabia and Bombay, the Governor of New York, Lord Bellamont, selected +Kidd to command the expedition.</p> + +<p>Kidd went over to London, was given a fine ship, the <i>Adventure</i> galley, +and came back to New York to gather his crew. He was sure of finding +here desperate men willing to aid him in any wicked enterprise. The ship +was soon manned, and in February, 1697, sailed out from Sandy Hook on +its dreadful voyage. Instead of putting down piracy, Kidd became the +most cruel and terrible of pirates. He haunted the Eastern seas, +plundered the rich vessels of Arabia, Armenia, or Portugal, and made +such enormous profits that even his sailors grew wealthy. But his savage +cruelty was terrible even to his own crew. He cut the throats of his +prisoners, or plunged them into the sea. The pirate ship was a scene of +demoniac wickedness. One of his crew, whom he had called a dog, cried +out, in remorse, "Yes, I am a dog; but it is you that have made me so." +Kidd, enraged, struck him dead at a blow.</p> + +<p>Possessed of an immense fortune in gold, silver, jewels, the pirate came +back to New York in 1699, hoping, perhaps, to purchase a pardon for all +his crimes with the aid of his powerful friends. Once more the Adventure +galley, or some other vessel of his fleet, sailed by the Hook, stained +with blood and massacre, but laden with a cargo richer than any ship had +ever brought to the quiet city before. Tradition relates that Kidd had +his friends in the coves and bays of Long Island; that he deposited +$200,000 in gold dust and coin on Gardiner's Island; that he buried his +treasure on Martha's Vineyard, and lived in a cave still seen on its +lonely shore. His ship he is supposed to have<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_228" id="Page_228">[Pg 228]</a></span> sunk near Verplanck's +Point, on the Hudson, and here a party of persons may at times be seen +diligently laboring to find the sunken vessel. To Mrs. Gardiner, of +Gardiner's Island, Kidd gave a robe of cloth of gold that was long +preserved in the family. He strove to hide from the agents of the +government, who were in pursuit of him, but was decoyed to Boston, +carried to England, tried for piracy, condemned, and executed. It is +said that the first rope used to hang him broke, and he fell to the +ground; a second was brought, and the horrible monster perished at last, +March 23, 1701. From that time pirates were banished from the American +ports, although they still swarmed in the West Indian seas and all the +unfrequented parts of the ocean.</p> + +<hr class="chap" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 437px;"> +<img src="images/ill_003.jpg" width="437" height="500" alt="" /> +<span class="caption">THE FIRST MOUSE.</span> +</div> + +<hr class="chap" /> +<h4><a name="TOBY_TYLER" id="TOBY_TYLER">[Begun in No. 58 of <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span>, December 7.]</a></h4> + +<h2>TOBY TYLER;</h2> + +<h3>OR, TEN WEEKS WITH A CIRCUS.</h3> + +<h3>BY JAMES OTIS.</h3> + +<h3><span class="smcap">Chapter IX</span>.</h3> + +<h3>THE DINNER PARTY.</h3> + +<p>At noon Toby was thoroughly tired out, for whenever any one spoke kindly +to him, Mr. Lord seemed to take a malicious pleasure in giving him extra +tasks to do, until Toby began to hope that no one else would pay any +attention to him. On this day he was permitted to go to dinner first, +and after he returned he was left in charge of the booth. Trade being +dull, as it usually was during the dinner hour, he had very little work +to do after he had cleaned the glasses and set things to rights +generally.</p> + +<p>Therefore when he saw the very thin form of the skeleton emerge from his +tent and come toward him, he was particularly pleased, for he had begun +to think very kindly of the thin man and his fleshy wife.</p> + +<p>"Well, Toby," said the skeleton, as he came up to the booth, carefully +dusted Mr. Lord's private chair, and sat down very cautiously in it, as +if he had expected that it would break down under his weight, "I hear +you've been making quite a hero of yourself by capturing the monkeys +last night."</p> + +<p>Toby's freckled face reddened with pleasure as he heard these words, and +he stammered out, with considerable difficulty, "I didn't do anything; +it was Mr. Stubbs that brought 'em back."</p> + +<p>"Mr. Stubbs!" and here the skeleton laughed so heartily that Toby was +afraid he would dislocate some of his thinly covered joints. "When you +was tellin' about Mr. Stubbs yesterday, I thought you meant some one +belonging to the company. You ought to have seen my wife Lilly shake +with laughing when I told her who Mr. Stubbs was."</p> + +<p>"Yes," said Toby, at a loss to know just what to say, "I should think +she would shake when she laughs."</p> + +<p>"She does," replied the skeleton. "If you should see her when something +funny strikes her, you'd think she was one of those big plates of jelly +that they have in the bake-shop windows;" and Mr. Treat looked proudly +at the gaudy picture which represented his wife in all her monstrosity +of flesh. "She's a great woman, Toby, an' she's got a great head."</p> + +<p>Toby nodded his head in assent. He would have liked to have said +something nice regarding Mrs. Treat, but he really did not know what to +say, and thus he simply contented himself and the fond husband by +nodding.</p> + +<p>"She thinks a good deal of you, Toby," continued the skeleton, as he +moved his chair to a position more favorable for him to elevate his feet +on the edge of the counter, and placed his handkerchief under him as a +cushion; "she's talking of you all the time, and if you wasn't such a +little fellow, I should begin to be jealous of you—I should, upon my +word."</p> + +<p>"You're both very good," stammered Toby, so weighted down by a sense of +the honor heaped upon him as to be at a loss for words.</p> + +<p>"An' she wants to see more of you. She made me come out here now, when +she knew Mr. Lord would be away, to tell you that we're goin' to have a +little kind of a friendly dinner in our tent to-morrow—she's cooked it +all herself, or she's going to—and we want you to come in an' have some +with us."</p> + +<p>Toby's eyes glistened at the thought of the unexpected pleasure, and +then his face grew sad as he replied, "I'd like to come first-rate, Mr. +Treat, but I don't s'pose Mr. Lord would let me stay away from the shop +long enough."</p> + +<p>"Why, you won't have any work to do to-morrow, Toby—it's Sunday."</p> + +<p>"So it is," said the boy, with a pleased smile, as he thought of the day +of rest which was so near. And then he added, quickly: "An' this is +Saturday afternoon; what fun the boys at home are havin'! You see, there +hain't any school Saturday afternoon, an' all the fellers go out in the +woods."</p> + +<p>"And you wish you were there to go with them, don't you?" asked the +skeleton, sympathetically.</p> + +<p>"Indeed I do!" exclaimed Toby, quickly; "it's twice as good as any +circus that ever was."</p> + +<p>"But you didn't think so before you came with us, did you?"</p> + +<p>"I didn't know so much about circuses then as I do now," replied the +boy, sadly.</p> + +<p>Mr. Treat saw that he was touching on a sore subject, and one which was +arousing sad thoughts in his little companion's mind, and he hastened to +change it at once.</p> + +<p>"Then I can tell Lilly that you'll come, can I?"</p> + +<p>"Oh yes, I'll be sure to be there; an' I want you to know just how good +I think you both are to me."</p> + +<p>"That's all right, Toby," said Mr. Treat, with a pleased expression on +his face; "an' you may bring Mr. Stubbs with you, if you want to."</p> + +<p>"Thank you," said Toby, "I'm sure Mr. Stubbs will be just as glad to +come as I shall. But where will we be to-morrow?"</p> + +<p>"Right here. We always stay over Sunday at the place where we show +Saturday. But I must be going, or Lilly will worry her life out of her +for fear I'm somewhere getting<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_229" id="Page_229">[Pg 229]</a></span> cold; she's awful careful of me, that +woman is. You'll be on hand to-morrow at one o'clock, won't you?"</p> + +<p>"Indeed I will," said Toby, emphatically, "an' I'll bring Mr. Stubbs +with me too."</p> + +<p>With a friendly nod of the head, the skeleton hurried away to re-assure +his wife that he was safe and well, and before he had hardly disappeared +within the tent, Toby had another caller, who was none other than his +friend old Ben, the driver.</p> + +<p>"Well, my boy," shouted Ben, in his cheery, hearty tones, "I haven't +seen you since you left the wagon so sudden last night. Did you get +shook up much?"</p> + +<p>"Oh no," replied Toby; "you see, I hain't very big, an' then I struck in +the mud, so I got off pretty easy."</p> + +<p>"That's a fact, an' you can thank your lucky stars for it, too, for I've +seen grown-up men get pitched off a wagon in that way, an' break their +necks doin' it. But has Job told you where you was going to sleep +to-night? You know we stay over here till to-morrow."</p> + +<p>"I didn't think anything about that; but I s'pose I'll sleep in the +wagon, won't I?"</p> + +<p>"You can sleep at the hotel, if you want to; but the beds will likely be +dirty, an' if you take my advice, you'll crawl into some of the wagons +in the tent."</p> + +<p>Ben then explained to him that after his work was done that night, he +would not be expected to report for duty until the time for starting +Sunday night, and he concluded his remarks by saying:</p> + +<p>"Now you know what your rights are, an' don't you let Job impose on you +in any way. I'll be round here after you get through work, an' we'll +bunk in somewhere together."</p> + +<p>The arrival of Messrs. Lord and Jacobs put a stop to the conversation, +and was the signal of Toby's time of trial. It seemed to him, and with +good reason, that the chief delight which these men had in life was to +torment him, for neither ever spoke a pleasant word to him; and when one +was not giving him some difficult work to do, or finding fault in some +way, the other would be sure to be at it, and Toby had very little +comfort from the time he began work in the morning until he stopped at +night.</p> + +<p>It was not until after the evening performance was over that Toby had a +chance to speak with Mr. Stubbs, and then he was so tired that he simply +took the old monkey from the cage, nestled him under his jacket, and lay +down with him to sleep in the place which old Ben had selected.</p> + +<p>When the morning came, Mr. Stubbs aroused his young master at a much +earlier hour than he would have awakened had he been left to himself, +and the two went out for a short walk before breakfast. They went +instinctively toward the woods, and when the shade of the trees was once +reached, how the two revelled in their freedom! Mr. Stubbs climbed into +the trees, swung himself from one to the other by means of his tail, +gathered half-ripe nuts, which he threw at his master, tried to catch +the birds, and had a good time generally.</p> + +<p>Toby, stretched at full length on the mossy bank, watched the antics of +his pet, laughing boisterously at times as Mr. Stubbs would do some one +thing more comical than usual, and forgot there was in this world such a +thing as a circus, or such a man as Job Lord. It was to Toby a morning +without a flaw, and he took no heed of the time, until the sound of the +church bells warned him of the lateness of the hour, reminding him at +the same time of where he should be—where he would be if he was at home +with Uncle Daniel.</p> + +<p>In the mean time the old monkey had been trying to attract his young +master's attention, and, failing in his efforts, he came down from out +the tree, crept softly up to Toby, and nestled his head under the boy's +arm.</p> + +<p>This little act of devotion seemed to cause Toby's grief to burst forth +afresh, and clasping the monkey around the neck, hugging him close to +his bosom, he sobbed:</p> + +<p>"Oh, Mr. Stubbs, Mr. Stubbs, how lonesome we are! If we was only at +Uncle Daniel's, we'd be the two happiest people in all this world. We +could play on the hay, or go up to the pasture, or go down to the +village, an' I'd work my fingers off if I could only be there just once +more. It was wicked for me to run away, an' now I'm gettin' paid for +it."</p> + +<p>He hugged the monkey closely, swayed his body to and fro, presenting a +perfect picture of grief. The monkey, not knowing what to make of this +changed mood, cowered whimperingly in his arms, looking up into his +face, and licking the boy's hands with his tongue whenever he had the +opportunity.</p> + +<p>It was some time before Toby's grief exhausted itself, and then, still +clasping the monkey, he hurried out of the woods to the town and the now +thoroughly hated circus tents.</p> + +<p>The clocks were just striking one as Toby entered the inclosure used by +the show as a place of performance, and, remembering his engagement with +the skeleton and his wife, he went directly to their tent. From the +odors which assailed him as he entered, it was quite evident that a +feast of no mean proportions was in course of preparation, and<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_230" id="Page_230">[Pg 230]</a></span> Toby's +very great appetite came to him in full vigor. Even the monkey seemed +affected by the odor, for he danced about on his master's shoulder, and +chattered so that Toby was obliged to choke him a little in order to +make him present a respectable appearance.</p> + +<p>When Toby reached the interior of the tent, he was astonished at the +extent of the preparations that were being made, and gazed around him in +surprise. The platform on which the lean man and fat woman were in the +habit of exhibiting themselves now bore a long table, loaded with +eatables; and from the fact that eight or ten chairs were ranged around +it, Toby understood that he was not the only guest at the feast. Some +little attempt had also been made at decoration by festooning that end +of the tent at which the platform was placed with two or three flags and +some streamers, and the tent poles were fringed with tissue-paper of the +brightest colors.</p> + +<p>Toby had had only time enough to notice this, when the skeleton advanced +toward him, and with the liveliest appearance of pleasure, said, as he +took him by the hands with a grip that made him wince,</p> + +<p>"It gives me great joy, Mr. Tyler, to welcome you at one of our little +home reunions, if one can call a tent, that is moved every day in the +week, home."</p> + +<p>Toby hardly knew whom Mr. Treat referred to when he said "Mr. Tyler," +but by the time his hands were released from the bony grasp, he +understood that it was himself who was spoken to.</p> + +<p>The skeleton then formally introduced him to the other guests present, +who were sitting in one end of the tent, and evidently anxiously +awaiting the coming feast.</p> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 338px;"> +<img src="images/ill_004.jpg" width="338" height="400" alt="" /> +<span class="caption">TOBY IS INTRODUCED TO THE ALBINOS.</span> +</div> + +<p>"These," said Mr. Treat, as he waved his hand toward two white-haired, +pink-eyed young ladies, who sat with their arms twined around each +other's waists, and had been eying the monkey with some appearance of +fear, "are the Miss Cushings, known to the world as the Albino Children; +they command a large salary, and form a very attractive feature of our +exhibition."</p> + +<p>The young ladies arose at the same time, as if they had been the Siamese +Twins, and could not act independently of each other, and bowed.</p> + +<p>Toby made the best bow he was capable of, and the monkey made frantic +efforts to escape, as if he would enjoy twisting his paws in their +perpendicular hair.</p> + +<p>"And this," continued Mr. Treat, pointing to a sickly, sour-looking +individual, who was sitting apart from the others, with his arms folded, +and looking as if he was counting the very seconds before the dinner +should begin, "is the wonderful Signor Castro, whose sword-swallowing +feats you have doubtless heard of."</p> + +<p>Toby stepped back just one step, as if overwhelmed by awe at beholding +the signor in the guise of a humble individual, and the gentleman who +gained his livelihood by swallowing swords unbent his dignity so far as +to unfold his arms, and present a very dirty-looking hand for Toby to +shake. The boy took hold of the outstretched hand, wondering why the +signor never used soap and water, and Mr. Stubbs, apparently afraid of +the sour-looking man, retreated to Toby's shoulder, where he sat +chattering and scolding about the introduction.</p> + +<p>Again the skeleton waved his hand, and this time he introduced +"Mademoiselle Spelletti, the wonderful snake-charmer, whose exploits in +this country, and before the crowned heads of Europe, had caused the +whole world to stand aghast at her daring."</p> + +<p>Mademoiselle Spelletti was a very ordinary-looking young lady of about +twenty-five years of age, who looked very much as if her name might +originally have been Murphy, and she too extended a hand for Toby to +grasp, only her hand was clean, and she appeared to be a very much more +pleasant acquaintance than the gentleman who swallowed swords.</p> + +<p>This ended the introductions, and Toby was just looking around for a +seat, when Mrs. Treat, the fat lady, and the giver of the feast which +was about to come, and which already smelled so invitingly, entered from +behind a curtain of canvas, where the cooking-stove was supposed to be +located.</p> + +<p>She had every appearance of being the cook for the occasion. Her sleeves +were rolled up, her hair tumbled and frowzy, and there were several +unmistakable marks of grease on the front of her calico dress.</p> + +<p>She waited for no ceremony, but rushed up to Toby, and taking him in her +arms, gave him such a squeeze that there seemed to be every possibility +that she would break all the bones in his body; and she kept him so long +in this bear-like embrace that Mr. Stubbs reached his little brown paws +over, and got such a hold of her hair that all present, save Signor +Castro, rushed forward to release her from the monkey's grasp.</p> + +<p>"You dear little thing," said Mrs. Treat, paying but very little +attention to the hair-pulling she had just undergone, and holding Toby +at arm's-length, where she could look into his face, "you were so late +that I was afraid you wasn't coming, and my dinner wouldn't have tasted +half so good if you hadn't been here to eat some."</p> + +<p>Toby hardly knew what to say at this hearty welcome, but he managed to +tell the large and kind-hearted lady that he had no idea of missing the +dinner, and that he was very glad she wanted him to come.</p> + +<p>"Want you to come, you dear little thing!" she exclaimed, as she gave +him another hug, but was careful not to get her head where Mr. Stubbs +could get hold of the hair again—"of course I wanted you to come, for +this very dinner has been got up so that you could meet these people +here, and so that they could see you."</p> + +<p>Toby was entirely at a loss to know what to say to this overwhelming +compliment, and for that reason he did not say anything, only submitting +patiently to the third hug, which was all Mrs. Treat had time to give +him, as she was obliged to rush behind the canvas screen again, as there +were unmistakable sounds of something boiling over on the stove.</p> + +<p>"You'll excuse me," said the skeleton, with an air of dignity, waving +his hand once more toward the assembled company, "but while introducing +you to Mr. Tyler, I had almost forgotten to introduce him to you. This, +ladies and gentlemen," and here he touched Toby on the shoulder, as if +he were some living curiosity whose habits and mode of capture he was +about to explain to a party of spectators, "is Mr. Toby Tyler, of whom +you heard on the night when the monkey cage was smashed, and who now +carries with him the identical monkey which was presented to him by the +manager of this great show as a token of esteem for his skill and +bravery in capturing the entire lot of monkeys without a single blow."</p> + +<p>By the time Mr. Treat got through with this long speech, Toby felt very +much as if he was some wonderful creation whom the skeleton was +exhibiting; but he managed to rise to his feet, and duck his little red +head in his best imitation of a bow. Then he sat down and hugged Mr. +Stubbs to cover his confusion.</p> + +<p>One of the Albino Children now came forward, and while stroking Mr. +Stubbs's hair, looked so intently at Toby that for the life of him he +couldn't say which she regarded as the curiosity, himself or the monkey; +therefore he hastened to say, modestly,</p> + +<p>"I didn't do much toward catchin' the monkeys; Mr. Stubbs here did +almost all of it, an' I only led 'em in."</p> + +<p>"There, there, my boy," said the skeleton, in a fatherly tone, "I've +heard the whole story from old Ben, an' I sha'n't let you get out of it +like that. We all know what you did, an' it's no use for you to deny any +part of it."</p> + +<h4>[<span class="smcap">to be continued</span>.]</h4> + +<hr class="chap" /> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_231" id="Page_231">[Pg 231]</a></span></p> + +<h2><a name="A_SNOW_BLOCKADE" id="A_SNOW_BLOCKADE">A SNOW BLOCKADE.</a></h2> + +<h3>BY JAMES B. MARSHALL.</h3> + +<p>Some boys, you know, think it is capital to be at boarding-school, and +other boys don't like it. But there is no doubt that all think it is +splendid to come home for a holiday. But what if your home has been +burned down, as was Will and Harry Baker's, and your parents are living +at a hotel until the house can be rebuilt?</p> + +<p>The Baker boys wrote home to Rawley: "We expect living in a hotel is +pretty nice, but of course we can't do many of the things we had planned +for this holiday."</p> + +<p>"The new house can not be made ready before spring," wrote Mrs. Baker, +"but I do not think you have planned much you will not be able to carry +out. I have one fine piece of news to tell you. Your uncle Ben and aunt +Sue, whom you have not seen since you were very little fellows, and +those six cousins, whom you have never seen, have sold their old home in +Maine. Uncle Ben is going to build a house here, not far from our old +home. Until it is finished, he has rented a house, and you and your +cousins should have fine times together."</p> + +<p>The idea of meeting these cousins took away much of Will's and Harry's +disappointment. School broke up early on Thursday morning, and the next +day, Friday, was to be Mrs. Baker's birthday—a great day with the +Bakers.</p> + +<p>Several of the boys who had to pass through New York city in going home +went with the Baker boys, when they all arrived there, to help them +select Mrs. Baker's present. Then Will and Harry started for the ferry, +having full time to make their train. But while riding there the street +car was delayed at a cross street where a fire had broken out. Watching +the exciting scene, not more than five minutes seemed to have been lost, +but to the boys' amazement the last boat to make connection with their +train had left when they reached the ferry. And what was worse, it was +the last train before next morning to make connection at the Junction +for Rawley. After a council, it was decided to go and stay overnight at +the hotel used by Mr. Baker when in New York, and to telegraph to Rawley +what had happened.</p> + +<p>In the morning, when the boys awoke, they were dismayed to find that a +heavy snow-storm had set in. At the dépôt, long trains covered with snow +were arriving, much delayed, and every one was talking of the storm, and +what probably would happen if the snow continued. It was a great relief +to Will and Harry when at last their express train started, though the +snow fell steadily and fast. An extra engine, pushing a snow-plough, ran +ahead to clear the track, and the boys anxiously watched the storm and +the progress of the train.</p> + +<p>"An hour and a quarter late," said Will, noting the time as the train +drew up at the Junction station. The Rawley train, with a snow-plough +ahead of the locomotive, stood on the other side of the platform, and a +few passengers were in the dépôt, who had been waiting for the New York +express. There was a stout farmer talking with the conductor of the +Rawley train; and as Will approached the latter to ask a question, he +overheard him say,</p> + +<p>"Yes; it does look a little doubtful if we will get through to Rawley +before the snow is drifted too deep for us."</p> + +<p>"How far along do you think you will get? To Sanmere?"</p> + +<p>Sanmere was ten miles from Rawley.</p> + +<p>"To Rawley, I hope," answered the conductor, moving away. "All aboard!"</p> + +<p>Toward Sanmere the track was built in a narrow defile cut through a +hill, and beyond were a number of these cuts. When the train neared +Sanmere, the engine and plough were uncoupled from the cars to clear the +track in this narrow defile, and running swiftly ahead, were soon lost +to sight in the falling snow. In half an hour the engine was backed to +where the train stood. It was decided to leave the cars, and try to +carry the passengers to Sanmere on the engine. The six passengers, the +train-men, and the mail agent with his mail-bags, crowded into the cab, +and the engine was slowly and carefully steamed through the snow-choked +defile, and down to the station.</p> + +<p>Will and Harry hurried into the waiting-room to warm themselves, and +looking out at a window they saw a gentleman muffled in a great-coat +directing the other four passengers—probably to a hotel. He then +entered the waiting-room, shaking his coat free of snow.</p> + +<p>"Snowed in, eh, Masters Baker?" said he, in a pleasant tone. "But you +are a good deal better off than you think. What you want now is a good +warm dinner, and merry people to eat it with."</p> + +<p>Will and Harry looked at the gentleman narrowly as he shook hands with +them, but they could not remember having ever seen him before.</p> + +<p>"I know your father and mother well," continued the gentleman. "My name +is Benjamin, and I keep Benjamin's House here in Sanmere. I'm a good +landlord, if I say so myself, and promise you that directly there is a +dinner coming on my table well worth your eating."</p> + +<p>"I'd rather get to Rawley to-day than eat a dozen good dinners," thought +Will.</p> + +<p>"Have you a sleigh, Mr. Benjamin, and a pair of good horses to hire, to +take us to Rawley?" asked Harry.</p> + +<p>"Yes," answered Mr. Benjamin; "but the first thing you want is your +dinner. After dinner, if you wish to go to Rawley, I have just the +sleigh and pair of horses that can take you there. Now come along. Each +of you catch hold of one of my arms; I'm nearly as good as a +snow-plough."</p> + +<p>Before the boys had walked far along the snow-covered streets of +Sanmere, it seemed as if they had known Mr. Benjamin for a long time.</p> + +<p>"Here we are," said he, stopping before a large house.</p> + +<p>There was no "Benjamin's House" sign to be seen, but the snow was +falling fast enough to hide a dozen signs.</p> + +<p>"My house is full of people to-day," said Mr. Benjamin, "so come right +up stairs to a warm room, where you can change your clothes and shoes, +and make ready for dinner. Now make yourselves at home, and when dinner +is ready I will come for you."</p> + +<p>Merry peals of laughter could be heard down stairs, and there were +evidently plenty of young people in the house.</p> + +<p>"If we only had mother and father here," said Will, "it would be nearly +as good as being at home."</p> + +<p>"That's so," agreed Harry. "This is the kind of hotel I would like to +live in. I wonder if Pop knows about it?"</p> + +<p>Directly a dinner-bell rang, and there was a noise of feet sounding as +if the people were going in to dinner. In a moment in came Mr. Benjamin, +his eyes twinkling with fun, and invited them down to dinner.</p> + +<p>"I didn't tell you," said he, as he led the way, "that it is a +celebration dinner for my guests. I shouldn't be surprised if you should +know some of the people."</p> + +<p>Before the dining-room door was reached, a side door swung open, and in +a moment the boys found themselves in a pair of warm arms.</p> + +<p>"Mother!" "Father!"</p> + +<p>They were indeed Mr. and Mrs. Baker. Wide open swung the dining-room +door, and there, waiting, were Aunt Sue, the six new cousins, and a +dozen more people.</p> + +<p>"Welcome to Benjamin's House!" called Uncle Ben—Mr. Benjamin, as Harry +had first called him, being Uncle Ben Starr his own merry self. "And, +boys, if you want to go to Rawley through all this snow, my horses and +sleigh shall take you."</p> + +<p>What a dinner that was! And what a time there was, too, explaining how +Uncle Ben had invited all the Bakers to his house to spend the holidays, +and to surprise Will and Harry!</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_232" id="Page_232">[Pg 232]</a></span></p> + +<hr class="chap" /> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_233" id="Page_233">[Pg 233]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 465px;"> +<img src="images/ill_005.jpg" width="465" height="700" alt="" /> +<span class="caption">CARNIVAL SKETCHES.</span> +</div> + +<hr class="chap" /> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_234" id="Page_234">[Pg 234]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 470px;"> +<img src="images/ill_006.jpg" width="470" height="700" alt="" /> +<span class="caption">CARNIVAL SKETCHES—(<span class="smcap">Continued</span>.)</span> +</div> + +<hr class="chap" /> +<h2><a name="EMBROIDERY_FOR_GIRLS" id="EMBROIDERY_FOR_GIRLS">EMBROIDERY FOR GIRLS.</a></h2> + +<h3>BY SUSAN HAYES WARD.</h3> + +<h3><span class="smcap">No. IV</span>.</h3> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 189px;"> +<img src="images/ill_007.jpg" width="189" height="200" alt="" /> +</div> + +<p>gentleman who has done more beautiful art work than any other I have +ever known once told me that his principle was first to know the rules +of art, and then to do as he saw fit. The one rule of the embroiderer's +art that I would specially emphasize for you is that whatever is worth +doing at all is worth doing as well as you know how. You do not wish to +fill your homes with worthless work. It is vastly better to do but +little, and to make that as choice and dainty as possible, for the first +charm of embroidery is its nicety.</p> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 300px;"> +<img src="images/ill_008.jpg" width="300" height="222" alt="" /> +<span class="caption"><span class="smcap">Fig</span>. 14.</span> +</div> + +<p>Having thus put you on your guard, let me tell you how the New England +stitch may be modified and rendered more simple. This modified stitch is +only for those who are so painstaking that they can be trusted never to +slight their work except judiciously, for no lazy needle-woman could +resist the fascination of this easiest of embroidery stitches. She would +never use another. If you can not trust yourself, skip this article.</p> + +<p>Take your first stitch as in Fig. 10, then, instead of reversing the +stitch and pushing the needle from you, point the needle toward you as +shown in Fig. 14.</p> + +<p>Of course when each stitch is taken naturally with the needle pointing +toward you, the work reels off wonderfully fast, but the stitch loses in +effect, for instead of the pretty double twist, you now have the needle +cross the thread but once, making a single twist not nearly so pretty +when examined closely. (For work that is only to have its little day, +like a tidy or a bureau-cover, I should surely use this modified form of +the stitch. Life is too short to spend time in pushing your needle +backward, when pushing it forward will do as well. For nice work, for +hangings before choice little cabinets, or for a bed-spread that may +last a century, take the stitch the old way; but for work that is not +meant to last a lifetime, use the easiest stitch possible.)</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"> +<img src="images/ill_009.jpg" width="500" height="90" alt="" /> +<span class="caption"><span class="smcap">Fig</span>. 15.</span> +</div> + +<p>Fig. 15 is meant to be repeated for the ends of a table-scarf or +bureau-cover, with the border in two shades; another line can be added a +half-inch below 2 to give weight to the border.</p> + +<p>The lines 1 and 2 are to be worked in stem stitch, the space <i>a</i> filled +with a darker and <i>b</i> with a lighter shade; <i>c</i> is not filled in. The +design (Fig. 16) can be colored to suit your room or the shade of the +stuff on which it is worked, though old gold, soft yellows, pinks, and +blues would be pretty for the flowers, the border being in old golds or +blues.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 406px;"> +<img src="images/ill_010.jpg" width="406" height="500" alt="" /> +<span class="caption"><span class="smcap">Fig</span>. 16.</span> +</div> + +<p>This design would do well scattered, or, to use the technical word, +<i>powdered</i>, over a small curtain, alternating it with small sprays from +the design like <i>x</i> or <i>y</i>, or for the corners of a small table-cover.</p> + +<hr class="chap" /> +<h2><a name="THE_CRANES_OF_IBYCUS" id="THE_CRANES_OF_IBYCUS">THE CRANES OF IBYCUS.</a></h2> + +<p>Ibycus was travelling one day on the road between Athens and Sparta, +when he was set upon by some brigands, who robbed and murdered him. He +cried for help—none was at hand; but just at<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_235" id="Page_235">[Pg 235]</a></span> the last he raised his +dying eyes toward the sky and saw a flock of cranes flying high in the +air above his head, and with his last breath he called upon <i>them</i> to +avenge him. The assassins laughed at such a prayer; but it was strangely +answered. The men hurried off to Athens to enjoy their booty, and a few +days afterward went to the theatre, which in those days was in the open +air. As the performance was going on, some birds were noticed flying low +above the assembled crowd. "Ha! ha! those are the cranes of Ibycus!" one +of the robbers unthinkingly said to his neighbor. Sorely he repented it +the next moment, for others had caught the words. "Ibycus? Ibycus? What +had become of him?" He was a well-known man, and had been missed. The +men were seized, and believing that the gods had revealed their crime, +they confessed all, and were executed. This story is beautifully told in +one of the poems of Schiller, the great German poet.</p> + +<hr class="chap" /> +<h4><a name="PHILS_FAIRIES" id="PHILS_FAIRIES">[Begun in <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span> No. 66, February 1.]</a></h4> + +<h2>PHIL'S FAIRIES.</h2> + +<h3>BY MRS. W. J. HAYS,</h3> + +<h3><span class="smcap">Author of "Princess Idleways," etc</span>.</h3> + +<h3><span class="smcap">Chapter II</span>.</h3> + +<h3>PHIL'S NEW FRIEND.</h3> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 254px;"> +<img src="images/ill_011.jpg" width="254" height="400" alt="" /> +<span class="caption">BLACK JOE, THE FIDDLER.</span> +</div> + +<p>Old black Joe had not always been either a boot-black or fiddler. In his +youthful days he had been a house-servant, and had prided himself on his +many accomplishments—his dexterity at dinners, his grace at evening +parties, the ease and unconcern with which he could meet embarrassing +emergencies at either; but times had changed for him. His old employers +had died, a scolding wife had made his home unhappy, he had lost the +little money he had saved, and he was no longer the bright, cheerful +young fellow he had been. Age and rheumatism had made him crusty; but +beneath the outward manner, which sometimes was very cross, he had a +tender heart and a pitiful nature.</p> + +<p>Of late years he had picked up enough for his support in the many little +ways incident to city life. He could whitewash, sweep chimneys, run on +errands—or rather walk on them, and that, too, very slowly. He +shovelled snow and carried coal, sawed wood and helped the servants at +whose homes he was employed.</p> + +<p>His occupations took him about to many houses, but he always irritated +the people with whom he came in contact by invariably assuring them that +their masters and mistresses were not of the real stuff that ladies and +gentlemen of <i>his</i> day were made of; that fine feathers did not make +fine birds; that people nowadays were all alike, and had no manners.</p> + +<p>He made one exception only, in favor of a maiden lady, whose parents he +had known, whose servants were kind to him, and whose retired and +dignified way of living quite suited his fastidiousness.</p> + +<p>This was a Miss Schuyler; and nothing pleased Joe more than to have this +one person, whom he regarded with unqualified admiration, send for him +to bestow the monthly allowance she was in the habit of giving him. On +the day that he expected this summons he always gave an extra touch to +his toilet, exchanged his torn coat for a patched one, his slouch hat +for a very much worn beaver adorned with a band of rusty crape, and out +of the pocket of his coat, but never upon his hands, was to be seen an +old pair of yellow kid gloves.</p> + +<p>In the course of Joe's wanderings he had chanced to hear of the invalid +boy Phil, who liked to listen to his fiddle, and it did not take long to +strike up an acquaintance between them.</p> + +<p>Often on a rainy day, or when work was dull, Joe would spend an hour or +two with Phil, relieving his loneliness, soothing his pain, and cheering +him with his music and his rambling talk about "old times" and the +people he had seen.</p> + +<p>It was the latter part of May, and had been very warm; but Joe buttoned +up his best coat and donned his beaver, for his pay was due at Miss +Schuyler's. She lived in a large house, rather imposing and handsome, +and in the gayest part of the city; but she was by no means imposing or +gay in her own person. A little figure, simply dressed, a kind face +without beauty, a gentle manner, and a certain gracious kindliness and +familiarity had endeared her to Joe. On this day she was not, as usual, +sitting with her work in the library, where the sun poured in on the +bronzes and richly bound volumes, on the old engravings and the frescoed +ceiling—for Miss Schuyler liked light and warmth and color—but she was +away up in the top of the house, directing her maids in the packing of +blankets and woollens and furs, preparatory to leaving her house for the +summer. Joe had mounted stair after stair seeking her, and by the time +he reached her was quite out of breath; this, and the odor of camphor +and cedar wood, made him sneeze and cough until Miss Schuyler said to +one of the maids in a whisper, "The poor old soul would have been black +in the face had he ever been white."</p> + +<p>To Joe himself she said, very kindly, "My good old friend, you need not +have taken so much trouble to see me; I could have come down to you."</p> + +<p>"Laws, Miss Rachel, I knew you was busy, and nuffin's ever a trouble to +do for you; I go to the tops of houses often—just come from one where +poor Phil's a-groanin' with pain. That chile'll die if somebody don't do +suthin fur him soon."</p> + +<p>"What child?" asked Miss Schuyler, whose tender point was her love of +children. "You haven't any grandchildren, Joe, have you?"</p> + +<p>"No, Miss Rachel, de Lord nebber trusted me with any chil'en."</p> + +<p>"Well, who is Phil?" said Miss Schuyler, absently; adding, to one of her +maids, "Take care of that afghan; wrap it in an old linen sheet; it was +knitted by a very dear friend, and I do not want it moth-eaten; I had +rather lose a camel's-hair shawl." Which evidence of regard seemed very +extravagant to the girl who was obeying instructions, but which Joe +thought he appreciated.</p> + +<p>"Haven't I tole ye about Phil, Miss Rachel?"</p> + +<p>"I don't know. I don't think you have; but come down to my room, Joe, +and then I can listen to your story."</p> + +<p>Giving a few more directions, Miss Rachel led the way to a lovely sunny +room, with flower baskets in the windows, soft blue draperies, and +delicate appointments. Seating herself at a desk, and pointing Joe to a +chair, upon which the old man carefully spread a silk handkerchief lest +his clothes should soil the blue cushions, she counted out the money due +him, and placed it in an envelope, saying, as she did so, "Now tell me +about that child."</p> + +<p>"It's a white chile, Miss Rachel."</p> + +<p>"Well, I like white children, Joe, though I must confess the little +colored ones are much more interesting," said Miss Rachel, smiling.</p> + +<p>"I thought you liked my people, Miss Rachel; but this poor Phil's a +gentleman's son, very much come down far's money goes. He is too young +to know much about it, but the girl who takes care of him was brought up +in his family, and she says they was well off once."</p> + +<p>"But what about the boy?" asked Miss Schuyler, a little impatiently.</p> + +<p>"He's a great sufferer, but he's a wonderful chile. He loves to have me +play for him, and then he tells me the thoughts that come to him from +the music. I's no great player, Miss Rachel," said Joe, modestly, "but +you'd think I was, to hear him talk. He sees fairies, and he dreams +beautiful things, and his big brown eyes look as if he could<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_236" id="Page_236">[Pg 236]</a></span> a'most see +'way up into heaven. Oh, he's a strange chile; but he'll die if he stays +up in that garret room and nebber sees the green fields he's so hungry +for."</p> + +<p>Miss Rachel's eyes were moist, but she took a card and pencil from her +desk. "Where does he live—in what street and what number?"</p> + +<p>"I'm sorry, Miss Rachel— You jess go up the Avenue, and turn down the +fourth or fifth street, and up a block or two, and it's the fust house +with a high stoop and green shutters. I allers go in the alleyway, so I +forgit numbers."</p> + +<p>Miss Schuyler bit her lip to keep from smiling, thought a moment, +scribbled a memorandum, rang the bell, and gave some more directions; +left the room, and came back with her bonnet on. "Can you show me the +way to Phil's house, Joe?"</p> + +<p>"Course I can, Miss Rachel," replied the old man, delighted that his +words had aroused his listener's sympathies.</p> + +<p>"It's not very far; he's all alone, 'cause Lisa has to be away all day. +And I shouldn't wonder"—here he dropped his voice to a whisper—"if +sometimes he was hungry; but he'd nebber say so."</p> + +<p>This latter remark made Miss Schuyler bid Joe wait for her in the hall, +while she went to a closet, found a basket, in which she placed a snowy +napkin, some biscuit, some cold chicken, and a few delicious little +cakes. In her pocket she put a little flask of some strong cordial she +had found of service on her many errands of charity.</p> + +<p>How proud Joe was to be her escort! but how meekly he walked behind the +lady whose footsteps he thought were those of a real gentlewoman, the +only one to whom he would accord this compliment, although he passed +many elegant dames in gay attire.</p> + +<p>The little gray figure, with its neat, quiet simplicity, was his +embodiment of elegance, for somehow Joe had detected the delicate +perfume of a sweet nature and a loving heart—a heart full of Christian +charity and unselfishness.</p> + +<p>They walked for some distance, and the day was so warm that Miss +Schuyler moderated her usual rapid pace to suit the old man's feebler +steps. Off the Avenue a long way, up another, down a side street, until, +amidst a crowded, disagreeable neighborhood, Joe stopped.</p> + +<p>"You had better lead me still, Joe. The boy might be frightened or +annoyed at seeing a stranger: I dare say he's nervous. Go up, and I will +wait outside the door while you ask him if I may come and see him. Wait, +there's a flower stall a little way from here; I will get a bunch. Take +my basket, and I will be back in a few moments. I am glad I thought of +the flowers; children always like them."</p> + +<p>She hastened off, while Joe leaned on his cane and muttered blessings +upon her; but some rude boys beginning to chaff him, he turned on them +with his usual crustiness, and quite forgot his beatitudes.</p> + +<p>Miss Schuyler came back in a few minutes with a lovely bunch of bright +blossoms embosomed in geranium leaves.</p> + +<p>"Now, then, Joe, this shall be my card; take it in, and tell Phil I am +coming."</p> + +<p>"God bress you, Miss Rachel!" was all Joe could reply.</p> + +<p>Miss Rachel had her own way of doing things. It was nothing new for her +to carry flowers and dainties to the sick poor. She had been much with +sick people, and she knew that those who have no luxuries and few +necessaries care for the things which do not really sustain life quite +as much as do those who can command both.</p> + +<h4>[<span class="smcap">to be continued</span>.]</h4> + +<hr class="chap" /> +<h2><a name="MY_MONKEY" id="MY_MONKEY">MY MONKEY.</a></h2> + +<h3>BY JIMMY BROWN.</h3> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 323px;"> +<img src="images/ill_012.jpg" width="323" height="400" alt="" /> +</div> + +<p>There never was such luck. I've always thought that I'd rather have a +monkey than be a million heir. There is nothing that could be half so +splendid as a real<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_237" id="Page_237">[Pg 237]</a></span> live monkey, but of course I knew that I never could +have one until I should grow up and go to sea and bring home monkeys and +parrots and shawls to mother just as sailors always do. But I've +actually got a monkey and if you don't believe it just look at these +pictures of him that Mr. Travers made for me and told me to send to the +<span class="smcap">Young People</span> so that Mr. Harper would know that the monkey was genuine +and unadulterated.</p> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 400px;"> +<img src="images/ill_013.jpg" width="400" height="391" alt="" /> +</div> + +<p>It was Mr. Travers that got the monkey for me. One day there came a +woman with an organ and a monkey into our yard.</p> + +<p>She was an Italian, but she could speak a sort of English and she said +that the "murderin' spalpeen of a monkey was just wearing the life of +her out." So says Mr. Travers "What will you take for him?" and says +she, "It's five dollars I'd be after selling him for, and may good luck +go wid ye!"</p> + +<p>What did Mr. Travers do but give her the money and hand the monkey to +me, saying, "Here, Jimmy! take him and be happy." Wasn't I just happy +though?</p> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 275px;"> +<img src="images/ill_014.jpg" width="275" height="400" alt="" /> +</div> + +<p>Jocko—that's the monkey's name—is the loveliest monkey that ever +lived. Toby Tyler may talk about his "Mr. Stubbs," and tell how he +understands everything said to him, and begs for crullers, and all that; +but I tell you "Mr. Stubbs" was just an ordinary illiterit monkey +alongside of my Jocko. I hadn't had him an hour when he got out of my +arms and was on the supper table before I could get him. The table was +all set and Bridget was just going to ring the bell, but the monkey +didn't wait for her.</p> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 400px;"> +<img src="images/ill_015.jpg" width="400" height="276" alt="" /> +</div> + +<p>To see him eating the chicken salad was just wonderful. He finished the +whole dish in about two minutes, and was washing it down with the oil +out of the salad bottle when I caught him. Mother was awfully good about +it and only said, "Poor little beast he must be half starved Susan how +much he reminds me of your brother." A good mother is as good a thing as +a boy deserves, no matter how good he is.</p> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 390px;"> +<img src="images/ill_016.jpg" width="390" height="400" alt="" /> +</div> + +<p>The salad someway did not seem to agree with Jocko for he was dreadfully +sick that night. You should have seen how limp he was, just like a girl +that has fainted away and her young man is trying to lift her up. Mother +doctored him. She gave him castor oil as if he was her own son, and +wrapped him up in a blanket and put a mustard plaster on his stomach and +soaked the end of his tail in warm water. He was all right the next day +and was real grateful. I know he was grateful because he showed it by +trying to do good to others, at any rate to the cat. Our cat wouldn't +speak to him at first, but he coaxed her with milk, just as he had seen +me do and finally caught her. It must have been dreadfully aggravoking +to the cat, for instead of letting her have the milk he insisted that +she was sick and must have medicine. So he took Bridget's bottle of +hair-oil and a big spoon and gave the cat such a dose. When I caught him +and made him let the cat go there were about six table-spoonfuls of oil +missing. Mr. Travers said it was a good thing for it would improve the +cat's voice and make her yowl smoother, and that he had felt for a long +time that she needed to be oiled. Mother said that the monkey was cruel +and it was a shame but I know that he meant to be kind. He knew the oil +mother gave him had done him good, and he wanted to do the cat good. I +know just how he felt, for I've been blamed many a time for trying to do +good, and I can tell you it always hurt my feelings.</p> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 400px;"> +<img src="images/ill_017.jpg" width="400" height="390" alt="" /> +</div> + +<p>The monkey was in the kitchen while Bridget was getting dinner yesterday +and he watched her broil the steak as if he was meaning to learn to cook +and help her in her work, he's that kind and thoughtful. The cat was +outdoors, but two of her kittens were in the kitchen, and they were not +old enough to be afraid of the monkey. When dinner was served Bridget +went up stairs and by-and-by mother says "What's that dreadful smell +sure's you're alive Susan the baby has fallen in to the fire." Everybody +jumped up and ran up stairs, all but me, for I knew Jocko was in the +kitchen and I was afraid it was he that was burning. When I got into the +kitchen there was that lovely monkey broiling one of the kittens on the +gridiron just as he had seen Bridget broil the steak. The kitten's fur +was singeing and she was mewing, and the other kitten was sitting up on +the floor licking her chops and enjoying it and Jocko was on his +hind-legs as solemn and busy as an owl. I snatched the gridiron away +from him and took the kitten off before she was burned any except her +fur, and when mother and Susan came down stairs they couldn't understand +what it was that had been burning and guessed the cook must have put +egg-shell on the fire.</p> + +<p>This is all the monkey has done since I got him day before yesterday. +Father has been away for a week but is coming back in a few days, and +won't he be delighted when he finds a monkey in the house?</p> + +<hr class="chap" /> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_238" id="Page_238">[Pg 238]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"><a name="OUR_POST_OFFICE_BOX" id="OUR_POST_OFFICE_BOX"></a> +<img src="images/ill_018.jpg" width="600" height="254" alt="" /> +</div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Athens, Georgia</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<blockquote> + +<p>I wish to say to the correspondents who wrote to me for exchange of +postmarks that I can not answer all their letters right away, as I +have received so many, but I will answer them as soon as I can.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Louis J. Brumby</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>In justice to Master Louis, we state that the above letter was received +at our office on December 14, 1880, but owing to the crowded state of +our Post-office Box, has been pushed aside until now.</p> + +<p>A large number of our correspondents are in the same trouble as this +Georgia boy. The demands upon them are so large that they can not +possibly obtain a sufficient supply of postmarks, stamps, or other +things to meet them all promptly, and they are in distress, fearing that +they will be thought dishonorable, when they are in reality overwhelmed +by the great number of demands upon their boyish resources.</p> + +<p>The explanation of this trouble is very simple. A boy possessing a small +number of stamps and postmarks, or perhaps a shelf of pretty minerals, +being anxious to obtain more, sends a request for exchange to <span class="smcap">Young +People</span>. Now the subscribers to <span class="smcap">Young People</span> number many thousands, and +the number of readers can not be estimated. A great many of these also +have small collections which they are anxious to enlarge. The +consequence is that the boy who has offered exchange receives to his +astonishment a dozen or more letters daily, many of them containing +specimens for which an immediate return is expected. Now he has started +out with, say, three hundred postmarks—probably not so many—as his +stock in trade, and has offered a given number from the State where he +lives for the same number from any other State. The demands of the first +week exhaust his small store, and even with the help of his friends he +can not collect fast enough to satisfy his correspondents. He can not +use those he has received, even were he willing to part with them, for +they are not from the State from which he has promised specimens, so he +is compelled to work slowly, and appear for the time to be neglectful +and remiss in keeping his promises. Could he answer every letter, and +explain how matters stood, of course all would be right. But he is a +school-boy, and has lessons to learn, or is otherwise employed; and even +if he has leisure, no one needs to be told that to answer a large number +of letters every day is an impossible performance for a boy from ten to +fifteen years old, the average limits of the age of those who offer +exchange in our columns.</p> + +<p>In view of the impossibility of promptly answering all communications, +the Post-office Box is often requested to publish an explanation. +Whenever it is possible, we print these boyish appeals for indulgence, +but they are very often crowded out.</p> + +<p>We are sorry to see so little reason and forbearance on the part of some +boys who fail to receive answers from exchanges at the time they expect. +We have received numerous complaints, to all of which we pay no +attention, and which we often have positive proof are wholly unjust. We +assure those boys from whom we have received such communications that +they do not rise in our estimation by their hasty accusations of their +correspondents, of whose circumstances or character they know nothing, +beyond the mere fact that their letters to them have not been +immediately answered. A boy who is himself honorable will seek excuses +for his delinquent correspondent, and will never accuse him of +unfairness, even in his own mind, unless he has positive proof that the +charge is well founded. In future, all requests for exchange, +accompanied by complaints of the delinquency of other parties, will not +be noticed in our columns.</p> + +<p>Considering the length of our exchange list, these misunderstandings +have been so few that they may be classed as exceptions to the general +rule. The majority of our correspondents speak in the highest terms of +the fairness with which exchanges have been conducted, of the valuable +additions they have made to their collections, and of the pleasant +friendships they have formed.</p> + +<p>In spite of all our good advice in the matter of full and distinctly +written addresses, carelessness in this respect is still the source of +some annoyance. We frequently receive letters from boys and girls who +are troubled because they have received some specimen which they can not +even acknowledge, as the sender omitted either name or address, +sometimes both. We have no space to explain all these matters, and in +such cases leave it for the careless correspondent to learn by +experience the troublous results of inattention.</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p><span class="smcap">Young Men's Society for Home Study</span>.—A very useful society has been +formed in Cambridge, Massachusetts, for the purpose of aiding boys of +fifteen years and upward in systematic study. It is organized under the +lead of such gentlemen as Oliver Wendell Holmes, Henry W. Longfellow, +William D. Howells, Charles Dudley Warner, and others, and is designed +to guide and encourage the youth of America by opening to them, by means +of correspondence, systematic courses of study in various subjects. +Courses of reading and plans of work are arranged, from which +subscribers to the society may select one or more, according to their +taste and leisure, and aid is given them from time to time through +directions and advice. The courses embrace history, natural science, +mathematics, and literatures of different nations, divided into +sections. No subscribers are admitted under fifteen years of age. Each +member pays a fee of two dollars on entering. Full particulars may be +obtained by addressing the secretary, Frederic Gardiner, Jun., +Cambridge, Massachusetts, to whom all communications, marked Y. M. S. on +a corner of the envelope, should be sent by all who desire further +information on the subject, with postage stamp inclosed for the reply.</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Chestnut Hill, Massachusetts</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<blockquote> + +<p>We report willow "pussies" found on Sunday, January 16. As this may +seem incredible, we inclose a sprig of the "pussies."</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">J</span>. and <span class="smcap">M</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>A fresh twig covered with soft, pearly aments accompanied this letter.</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Fergus Falls, Minnesota</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<blockquote> + +<p>For two winters my gift from a lady who never forgets me is <span class="smcap">Young +People</span>. It is the greatest pleasure I have, for I am a helpless +invalid. I can not stand or take a single step, and never shall +until I walk in the golden streets. I have only the partial use of +my left hand. I can read, and with great effort write a little. I +know so well how to pity the sick and lame children who sometimes +write to the Post-office Box! I want to thank <span class="smcap">Young People</span> for +brightening so many of my weary hours. I mean to have it always.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Eddie S</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Cincinnati, Ohio</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<blockquote> + +<p>I read in <span class="smcap">Young People</span> about "An Empty Stocking" and the Toy +Mission, and I want to tell the children what we did in our +Kindergarten, Christmas. Our dear teacher told us each to bring a +toy or some pretty thing, and together with some other kind +Kindergarten teachers she made a beautiful tree for the poor +children of the free Kindergartens of Cincinnati.</p> + +<p>I love <span class="smcap">Young People</span>. I am seven years old now, and I am going to +take it until I am a young lady.</p> + +<p>My brother has eight rabbits, and he calls them "The Bucktoot +Family."</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Julia H. D</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Middle Bar, California</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<blockquote> + +<p>My grandma has made me a present of <span class="smcap">Young People</span>.</p> + +<p>My mother says there were some pictures of the place where we live +in <span class="smcap">Harper's Magazine</span> once, and of men washing gold out of the +river. Chinamen get gold out of it now.</p> + +<p>I have never been to school, but I am going when I am twelve. I am +eight now, and my mother teaches me. My brothers are learning +German, and sometimes they talk it to me.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Kate S</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Baltimore, Maryland</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Here are some pretty experiments for the Chemists' Club.</p> + +<p><i>Tin Tree</i>.—Pour about a pint of distilled or rain water into a +common decanter; put in three drams of chloride of tin, and about +ten drops of nitric acid. When the chloride of tin is dissolved, +suspend a piece of zinc wire in the mixture, and set the whole +where it will not be disturbed. In a few hours the wire will be +covered with beautiful crystals of tin precipitated from the +solution. In this experiment it is wonderful to see the laminæ, or +thin plates, shoot out, as it were, from nothing.</p> + +<p><i>Silver Tree</i>.—Put into a decanter four drams of nitrate of +silver, and fill up the decanter with distilled or rain water; +then drop in about an ounce of mercury, suspend a piece of zinc +wire, and place the mixture where it will not be moved. In a short +time the silver will be precipitated in beautiful and sparkling +arborescent forms.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">John E. H</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>These metal trees make very beautiful ornaments, and it is very +interesting to watch the formations. A recipe for a lead tree was given +in the Post-office Box of <span class="smcap">Young People</span> No. 48.</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Ocean Grove, New Jersey</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<blockquote> + +<p>My school-teacher has started a "Boys' and Girls' Lyceum" in our +school. We prepare original pieces, and answer questions, and we +speak, read, sing, and play on the piano.</p> + +<p>There is a little snow on the ground, and it is very slippery. I +fell off my sled to-day, and cut my cheek.</p> + +<p>I have lots of dolls, and my pet doll is named Louise, after my +mamma. I am nine years old.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Maude M</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">New York City</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<blockquote> + +<p>I am a little boy seven years old. I am in the First Reader. What I +like to do best is to fish. I often catch twenty in one day. I can +swim under water and dive. I do all these things at my +grandmother's in the country.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Arthur D. B</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<blockquote> + +<p>My brother Arthur and I have a boat, and we row up the river which +runs in front of our house in the country. Then one of us steers +the boat, while the other sits in the bow with an oar raised, and +the wind and the tide carry us home. I am nine years old.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Freddie C. B</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Sullivan, Indiana</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<blockquote> + +<p>We think <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span> is the best paper published. Mamma +gave it to my sister for a birthday present. I am five years old. I +can read a little, and can print a letter. I printed this.</p> + +<p>We have a calf named Rosie that is only a year and two months old, +and weighs eight hundred and eighty-five pounds. I have a dear +baby brother.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Helen M</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">New York City</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<blockquote> + +<p>I enjoy reading <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span> very much, although I am +fifteen years old. I am employed in a large hardware house in this +city. I think we boys ought to appreciate the privilege given us in +this paper of exchanging our postage stamps and postmarks. And it +is a satisfaction to feel that the same paper we receive and read +is also received and read by so many other boys and girls in so +many different parts of our own and other countries.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">J. C. L</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Providence, Rhode Island</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<blockquote> + +<p>I want to tell you how near I came to being run over by an engine. +It was one awful cold Saturday morning, and the sidewalk on the +avenue where we slide was all covered with ice. I started at the +top of the hill, and went down very swiftly. At the foot of the +hill there is a railroad, and on one side of it there was a big +snow-bank. When I got to that snow-bank, I could not stop my sled, +and I went clear over it right in front of an engine that was +standing on the track. I got up and took myself and the sled out of +the way in a hurry, and just then the engine started.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Horace G. B</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Columbus, Mississippi</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<blockquote> + +<p>I am nine years old, and I go to school. We have a class of boys, +and we read in <span class="smcap">Young People</span> instead of a reader. We read all the +stories, and like them very much. We expect to have a railroad here +in a few years, and street cars too.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">Charles W. W.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Lincoln, Tennessee</span>, <i>January</i> 18, 1881.</span><br /> +</p> + +<blockquote> + +<p>I have received over thirty applications for Egyptian stamps, and +my supply is exhausted. Applicants will please wait until I can get +more stamps from my sister, who is in Egypt.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Ambrose Strang</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Newport, Delaware</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<blockquote> + +<p>I am very much pleased with <span class="smcap">Young People</span>. My uncle sends it to me, +and also to a little girl in Brooklyn, and one in Illinois. I am +eight years old. My papa reads the stories to us, and also the +letters in the Post-office Box. I think all the little people would +like to hear again from Judith Wolff, of Barranquilla, in the +United States of Colombia.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Nellie B. F</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>I would like to exchange foreign postage stamps and some very old +United States stamps, for coins, minerals, or insects. I am twelve +years old.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">L. A. V. Z</span>.,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">52 University Place, New York City.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Last Christmas my mamma presented me with a year's subscription to +<span class="smcap">Young People</span>, and I like it so much I think it would be a good plan +for every little boy's mamma to do the same.</p> + +<p>I have a few postage stamps from New Zealand, Turkey, Hong-Kong, +and other localities, which I would like to exchange for others. I +am ten years old.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Percy L. McDermott</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">523 Marcy Avenue, Brooklyn, L. I.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>I wish to begin a collection of birds' eggs, and will give forty +stamps for four eggs, or ten stamps for one egg. I am eleven years +old.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Frank L. Brewer</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">108 West Fifty-seventh Street, New York City.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>I am trying to get a collection of shells and other curiosities, +but as yet I have very few things.</p> + +<p>I would like to exchange some shells, a wild boar's tooth, and a +few other curiosities, for curiosities and birds' eggs.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Alice E. Thorp</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">P. O. Box 618, Newport, R. I.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p>The following exchanges are also offered by correspondents:</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_239" id="Page_239">[Pg 239]</a></span></p> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Postmarks.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Sam G. Smith</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">Heckatoo, Lincoln County, Ark.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Stamps from Sweden and Switzerland, for stamps from Germany.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Alice V. Smith</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">Holly Tree Coffee Rooms, Newport, R. I.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>A Swedish coin of 1871, for ten foreign stamps, or for the same +number of the United States Treasury or Naval Departments.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Jay H. Maltby</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">Detroit, Becker County, Minn.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Postmarks, United States and foreign stamps, silver and copper +coins, Indian relics, and other curiosities.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">E. L. Brice</span>, Sunbury, Penn.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Postmarks, for German, French, Italian, or Spanish stamps.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">B. C. G</span>.,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">P. O. Box 1138, Mankato, Minn.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Stamps, postmarks, birds' eggs, or minerals, for sea-shells, +Florida moss, or any curiosity from the South or far West.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Jean C. Porter</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">Warren, Trumbull County, Ohio.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Minerals.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Johnnie Seeley</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">Potsdam, St. Lawrence County, N. Y.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Indian arrow-heads, for coins.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Charles F. Jenkins</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">West Chester, Chester County, Penn.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Foreign stamps, for Indian arrow-heads or birds' eggs.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Howard G. Chase</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">19 Woodland Terrace, West Philadelphia, Penn.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>One hundred stamps from Brazil, Spain, Australia, and other foreign +countries, for fifteen coins.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Howard J. Van Doren</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">89 State Street, Brooklyn, L. I.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Foreign, United States, and internal revenue stamps, postmarks, and +United States and foreign coins, for birds' eggs, minerals, or +coins.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Willard Barnes</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">Wellsville, Allegany County, N. Y.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Twenty-five postmarks, for four birds' eggs.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Claude N. Comstock</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">Albany, Gentry County, Mo.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>A rock from Missouri, for one from any other State except Colorado.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Harry Lee</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">Warrensburg, Johnson County, Mo.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Postmarks.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Frank H. Payne</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">P. O. Box C, Titusville, Penn.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Rare birds' eggs, for others.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Eddy Loomis</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">P. O. Box 191, Geneva, N. Y.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Stamps, for Indian arrow-heads or other relics, old coins, ocean +curiosities, or South American stamps. Twenty foreign stamps, for a +good specimen of gold ore.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">R. H. Reddish</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">98 Court Street, Brooklyn, L. I.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Postmarks.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Charles H. Dailey</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">Dayton, Campbell County, Ky.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Curious rocks from Indiana, for Indian arrow-heads or sea-shells.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Clarence Marshall</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">Economy, Wayne County, Ind.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Patterns for knitted lace.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Helen A. Searing</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">Saugerties, Ulster County, N. Y.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Postmarks.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Adolph Valois</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">267 First Street, Jersey City, N. J.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Rock from Italy, for European postage stamps.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">A. J. Dent</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">Care of J. E. Dent, Columbia, S. C.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Calcite, dog-tooth-spar, amygdaloid, and Roxbury pudding-stone, for +other minerals. Specimens from Nova Scotia especially desired.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Charles Garrison</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">32 Linwood Street, Roxbury, Mass.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Foreign postage stamps, for birds' eggs, Indian relics, ocean +curiosities, or minerals.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Jennie Denison</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">Bay City, Mich.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Stamps and monograms, for birds' eggs.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Charles G. Carter</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">P. O. Box 1167, Titusville, Penn.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Postmarks, for United States and foreign postage stamps.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Charles J. Livingood</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">P. O. Box 200, Reading, Penn.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Postage stamps.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Harry F. Sinclair</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">109 East Seventy-ninth Street, New York city.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p><span class="smcap">C. N. C</span>.—The specimen you send is a postmark. For purposes of exchange +it is better to cut the postmark square, as it is more easily pasted in +an album in the manner described in an article on "Stamp Collecting" in +<span class="smcap">Young People</span> No. 54, which has been applied by many of our readers to +postmarks as well.</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p>We have been requested to bring to the notice of those correspondents +who may write to Judith Wolff, of Barranquilla, that they can not +receive answers to their letters sooner than six or eight weeks.</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p>"<span class="smcap">Electricity</span>."—"The Brave Swiss Boy" has not been published in book +form. The entire story, however, is contained in the first nine numbers +of <span class="smcap">Young People</span>, Vol. I.</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p><span class="smcap">Virgie McL</span>.—We are very sorry to disappoint you, but our Post-office +Box is so crowded that we can not give up space to your poem. Neither +can we print your offer of exchange, for reasons which were given in the +introductory paragraph to the Post-office Box of <span class="smcap">Young People</span> No. 45.</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p><span class="smcap">Nellie A. B</span>.—See answer to William D. in the Post-office Box of No. 64.</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p><span class="smcap">New Subscriber</span>.—The article you inquire about is entitled "A Cheap +Canoe," and is contained in No. 26, page 350, of <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span>, +Vol. I.</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p><span class="smcap">A. C</span>.—The price of the cover for <span class="smcap">Harper's Magazine</span> is fifty cents.</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p><span class="smcap">Otis S</span>.—We can not give the description you desire.</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p><span class="smcap">C. P. J</span>.—It is now so late in the season that the information you ask +for will not be given in <span class="smcap">Young People</span> until next winter.</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p><span class="smcap">School-Boy</span>.—Ferdinand De Soto, who discovered the Mississippi River, +was born in Estremadura, Spain, about 1495. He came to America when very +young, and was one of the most daring companions of Pizarro in the +conquest of Peru. In 1538 he attempted the conquest of Florida, +believing that he should find heaps of gold there, instead of which he +and his men had a very sad time, and after many misfortunes, gave up +their fruitless search. De Soto died on the banks of the Mississippi in +1542, and his companions, wishing to conceal his death from the Indians, +sunk his body by night in the middle of the river.</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p><span class="smcap">Julie J. B</span>.—Juggernaut, the holy city of the Hindoos, is situated on +the Bay of Bengal. Its main street is composed of temples and other +religious edifices, and at the southern end is an immense structure, +said to have been built during the twelfth century, which is dedicated +to the idol Juggernaut—a word signifying "lord of the world." This idol +has an enormous chariot forty-five feet high, and mounted on sixteen +wheels, and during the great festival, which occurs in March, it is +taken from the temple, and being placed on the chariot, is dragged about +the streets by the thousands of pilgrims who come from all parts of +India to this yearly celebration. So terrible are the ignorance and +superstition of these idol-worshippers that, until prevented by the +British authorities, hundreds threw themselves beneath the wheels of +this enormous car during its passage through the city, and were crushed +to death. Even mothers would throw their infants to be killed in this +horrible manner, thinking in this way to secure for them eternal +happiness and favor in the eyes of the hideous idol. Although this +absurd worship is still carried on to a large extent, the sacrifice of +victims is no longer possible.</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p><span class="smcap">Willie Parkhurst</span>.—"How to Build an Ice-Boat" was published in <span class="smcap">Young +People</span> No. 56.</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p><span class="smcap">Fred B. and Fred W</span>.—A set of Dallemeyer lenses, even of the smallest +size, is somewhat expensive. You can get good portrait lenses from eight +dollars a set to a very high price. There are other and cheaper kinds +which would, no doubt, answer your purpose. The best thing for you to do +is to go to some large dealer in photographic instruments, and get a +list of styles and prices of lenses and materials.—"The Moral Pirates" +began in <span class="smcap">Young People</span> No. 31, and was concluded in No. 45.</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p>Favors are acknowledged from Freddie L. Foster, Kirk Haddock, E. H. +Brown, Mary L. Shober, Maggie A. E., Ettie C. I., Lee M. Hopper, Maud P. +Abbott, John Demarest, Mamie Valentine, William G. Moore, B. F. Corey, +Minnie C. M., Bessie W., Maud C., Samuel K. B., B. T. H., L. Jay E., +Martie W. H., Willie C. C., Lewis H., Pickey and Quinea Francis, Marion +Ellis, Irene McM., Willie Lloyd, "Starlight," Ned Beck, Ina H. Bartlett, +Josephine Beekman, Mertie W. L., Gertrude G., Jimmie Canfield, Stella L. +Paine, Aseneth Michener, Mary Lawrence, David Baker Rushmore, A. G. D., +Willie C. Whetton, Mary L. McCullock.</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p>Correct answers to puzzles have been received from Roe Stewart, Howard +B. Lent, Eddie and Willie Kendel, Louise Smith, Bessie Winans, G. J. +Broome, Jun., Charles Gaylor, E. J. W., Carrie M. Pike, "Starry Flag," +Isobel and Harry Jacobs, E. E. Harris, Daisy Mitchell, Allie Maxwell, +Andrew C. De Motte, Charlie Haight.</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<h3>PUZZLES FROM YOUNG CONTRIBUTORS.</h3> + +<h3>No. 1.</h3> + +<h3>ENIGMA.</h3> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">In frequent, not in oft.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">In liquid, not in soft.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">In laugh, not in scream.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">In vision, not in dream.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">In channel, not in strait.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">In door, not in gate.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">In poach, not in plunder.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">In stumble, not in blunder.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">In pliant, not in tough.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">In coarse, not in rough.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">In cycle, not in year.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">My whole a season drawing near.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Dame Durden</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<h3>No. 2.</h3> + +<h3>RHOMBOID.</h3> + +<p>Across.—A cut. A germ. To rip. To pull. In the body.</p> + +<p>Down.—A letter from Washington. In the same manner. Regular. To notice. +To venture. A fish. A pronoun. Another letter from Washington.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Walter</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<h3>No. 3.</h3> + +<h3>DIAMOND.</h3> + +<p>In ride. A character in music. Parts of the body. Suspended. To loose. A +Latin numeral. In ride.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Mark Marcy</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<h3>No. 4.</h3> + +<h3>EASY SQUARES.</h3> + +<p>1. First, a musical instrument. Second, a tree found in the East Indies. +Third, a bog. Fourth, a town in Upper Egypt.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Johnnie</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>2. First, prospect. Second, inactive. Third, a girl's name. Fourth, +feeble.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">T. K. P</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<h3>No. 5.</h3> + +<h3>ENIGMA.</h3> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">In bold, not in shy.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">In run, not in fly.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">In tongue, not in head.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">In white, not in red.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">In shore, not in land.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">In arm, not in hand.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">In fire, not in water.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">In lime, not in mortar.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">In type, not in feature.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">My whole a short-lived creature.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">John N. H</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<h3>ANSWERS TO PUZZLES IN No. 64.</h3> + +<h3>No. 1.</h3> + +<div class="center"> +<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" summary=""> +<tr><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left">P</td><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left">R</td></tr> +<tr><td align="left"></td><td align="left">K</td><td align="left">E</td><td align="left">G</td><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left">J</td><td align="left">O</td><td align="left">T</td></tr> +<tr><td align="left">P</td><td align="left">E</td><td align="left">N</td><td align="left">N</td><td align="left">Y</td><td align="left">-</td><td align="left">R</td><td align="left">O</td><td align="left">Y</td><td align="left">A</td><td align="left">L</td></tr> +<tr><td align="left"></td><td align="left">G</td><td align="left">N</td><td align="left">U</td><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left">T</td><td align="left">A</td><td align="left">G</td></tr> +<tr><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left">Y</td><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left">L</td></tr> +</table></div> + +<h3>No. 2.</h3> + +<div class="center"> +<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" summary=""> +<tr><td align="left">P</td><td align="left">R</td><td align="left">A</td><td align="left">T</td><td align="left">E</td><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left">H</td><td align="left">A</td><td align="left">B</td><td align="left">I</td><td align="left">T</td></tr> +<tr><td align="left">R</td><td align="left">I</td><td align="left">P</td><td align="left">E</td><td align="left">N</td><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left">A</td><td align="left">B</td><td align="left">O</td><td align="left">D</td><td align="left">E</td></tr> +<tr><td align="left">A</td><td align="left">P</td><td align="left">A</td><td align="left">R</td><td align="left">T</td><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left">B</td><td align="left">O</td><td align="left">H</td><td align="left">E</td><td align="left">A</td></tr> +<tr><td align="left">T</td><td align="left">E</td><td align="left">R</td><td align="left">S</td><td align="left">E</td><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left">I</td><td align="left">D</td><td align="left">E</td><td align="left">A</td><td align="left">L</td></tr> +<tr><td align="left">E</td><td align="left">N</td><td align="left">T</td><td align="left">E</td><td align="left">R</td><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left">T</td><td align="left">E</td><td align="left">A</td><td align="left">L</td><td align="left">S</td></tr> +</table></div> + +<p><br /></p> + +<div class="center"> +<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" summary=""> +<tr><td align="left">H</td><td align="left">I</td><td align="left">G</td><td align="left">H</td><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left">C</td><td align="left">R</td><td align="left">A</td><td align="left">B</td></tr> +<tr><td align="left">I</td><td align="left">D</td><td align="left">L</td><td align="left">E</td><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left">R</td><td align="left">O</td><td align="left">B</td><td align="left">E</td></tr> +<tr><td align="left">G</td><td align="left">L</td><td align="left">E</td><td align="left">E</td><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left">A</td><td align="left">B</td><td align="left">E</td><td align="left">L</td></tr> +<tr><td align="left">H</td><td align="left">E</td><td align="left">E</td><td align="left">D</td><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left">B</td><td align="left">E</td><td align="left">L</td><td align="left">T</td></tr> +</table></div> + +<h3>No. 3.</h3> + +<p class="center">Potash.</p> + +<h3>No. 4.</h3> + +<p class="center">Kentucky.</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p class="center">Charade, on page 192—Crowbar.</p> + +<hr class="chap" /> +<h2>HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE.</h2> + +<p><span class="smcap">Single Copies</span>, 4 cents; <span class="smcap">One Subscription</span>, one year, $1.50; <span class="smcap">Five +Subscriptions</span>, one year, $7.00—<i>payable in advance, postage free</i>.</p> + +<p>The Volumes of <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span> commence with the first Number in +November of each year.</p> + +<p>Subscriptions may begin with any Number. When no time is specified, it +will be understood that the subscriber desires to commence with the +Number issued after the receipt of the order.</p> + +<p>Remittances should be made by <span class="smcap">Post-Office Money-Order or Draft</span>, to avoid +risk of loss.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">HARPER & BROTHERS,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 36em;">Franklin Square, N. Y.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="chap" /> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_240" id="Page_240">[Pg 240]</a></span></p> + +<h2><a name="SOLUTION_TO_TUMBLER_TRICK" id="SOLUTION_TO_TUMBLER_TRICK">SOLUTION TO TUMBLER TRICK.</a></h2> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;"> +<img src="images/ill_019.jpg" width="300" height="246" alt="" /> +</div> + +<p>Interlock the prongs of two forks as represented in the engraving; then +firmly wedge the match between one of the lower prongs and the fork +above it, and you will find you can easily balance the match in the +desired position, and also drink the water.</p> + +<hr class="chap" /> +<h2><a name="PREDICAMENTS" id="PREDICAMENTS">PREDICAMENTS.</a></h2> + +<h3>BY G. B. BARTLETT.</h3> + +<p>This funny game comes from our German cousins, who know how to have a +good time, in spite of their gravity. In the evening they like to join +with their children in merry games around the cheerful lamp and by the +flashing fire, and it is from them that the ideas, or turning points, of +many of our best games come. This one will be found easy enough for the +little ones, and amusing enough for their parents and older friends.</p> + +<p>Any number of people can play. All sit around the room, and each one +whispers to his right-hand neighbor some situation in the form of a +question; for example, "What would you do if your manuscript was left at +your home, forty miles away, and you had not discovered the fact until +you had arisen to lecture?" Or any imaginary predicament may be +suggested; as, "What if you were driving a load of ashes over a steep +hill, and found that you had forgotten to put up the backboard of the +cart?" These questions may also touch upon sentiment; as follows, "If +you were talking sentimentally to a young lady in the woods, what if the +bank on which you were seated proved to be previously occupied by a red +ants' nest?"</p> + +<p>These situations must be as quaint, funny, and varied as possible; and +when one has been whispered to each person, all communicate in the same +manner, to the one on the left, some remedy, which, as well as the +question, must be remembered. These may be of a healing nature, like +Russia salve, soothing syrup, poor man's plaster; or serious, like a +gunshot, a halter, or an elopement; and when recited, are prefixed with +the words, "I should try," or some appropriate beginning.</p> + +<p>When all are provided with a situation and a remedy, the game is begun +by some one, who calls upon a lady or gentleman by name, and then asks, +"What would you do if—" and adds the predicament which has been given +to the speaker. The person addressed then replies, "I should try—" and +gives the remedy which has been whispered to him.</p> + +<p>The combination seldom fails to prove very amusing, either from the +exceedingly apt or the eccentric nature of the dialogue. The player who +gave the remedy proceeds at once to call out another name, the gentlemen +usually naming a lady, and the ladies a gentleman, and thus the game +goes merrily on. In order to make it perfectly clear to the children, it +may be well to give a few connected questions and answers:</p> + +<p>"Mr. Smith, what would you do if you were up in a balloon, and should +break your head against the tail of a comet?"</p> + +<p>"I should buy a cabbage."—"Miss Johnson, if you were dancing the +heel-and-toe polka, and should fall in the middle of the ball-room, what +would you do?"</p> + +<p>"I should preserve my equilibrium."—"Mr. Roberts, if your heart were +broken, what would you do?"</p> + +<p>"Bind her over to keep the peace."—"Miss Lewis, what would you do if +you were compelled to use the same glass as a beggar?"</p> + +<p>"I should say, 'Drink to me only with thine eyes.'"—"Mr. Brown, what if +you failed to make an impression?"</p> + +<p>"I should try indelible ink."</p> + +<hr class="chap" /> +<h2><a name="A_CHARADE" id="A_CHARADE">A CHARADE.</a></h2> + +<h3>BY H.</h3> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My first may grace the festive board</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">With rosy colors bright,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">And from the pantry's spicy hoard</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">'Tis often brought to light.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">But shared beside the mountain stream,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Or by old ocean's swell,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Where many happy lovers dream,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Its value who can tell?</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My second is what you, I hope,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Will never do to me;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">But lest you should, your Bible ope,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">And there your fate you'll see.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">But in my whole what happy hours,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">What moments rare, are spent,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Kissed by the breeze to which the flowers</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Their savors sweet have lent!</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Through fairy-land, unknowing care,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">The spirit wanders free,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">While birds with music fill the air—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Oh, give my whole to me!</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="chap" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 356px;"> +<img src="images/ill_020.jpg" width="356" height="400" alt="" /> +<span class="caption">AN ACHIEVEMENT.<br /><br />"Hi, Tom, look! I kin stand on one Foot an' keep both Eyes open!"</span> +</div> + +<hr class="chap" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 371px;"> +<img src="images/ill_021.jpg" width="371" height="400" alt="" /> +<span class="caption">"'DET UP!"</span> +</div> + +<div class="footnotes"><h3>FOOTNOTES:</h3> + +<div class="footnote"> + +<p><a name="Footnote_1_1" id="Footnote_1_1"></a><a href="#FNanchor_1_1"><span class="label">[1]</span></a> Pronounced Walapi.</p></div></div> + +<div>*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 44768 ***</div> +</body> +</html> diff --git a/44768-h/images/ill_001.jpg b/44768-h/images/ill_001.jpg Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..c7b85d5 --- /dev/null +++ b/44768-h/images/ill_001.jpg diff --git a/44768-h/images/ill_002.jpg b/44768-h/images/ill_002.jpg Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..fed1ed1 --- /dev/null +++ b/44768-h/images/ill_002.jpg diff --git a/44768-h/images/ill_003.jpg b/44768-h/images/ill_003.jpg Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..5678808 --- /dev/null +++ b/44768-h/images/ill_003.jpg diff --git a/44768-h/images/ill_004.jpg b/44768-h/images/ill_004.jpg Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..8badab4 --- /dev/null +++ b/44768-h/images/ill_004.jpg diff --git a/44768-h/images/ill_005.jpg b/44768-h/images/ill_005.jpg Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..079461c --- /dev/null +++ b/44768-h/images/ill_005.jpg diff --git a/44768-h/images/ill_006.jpg b/44768-h/images/ill_006.jpg Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..46ba3c5 --- /dev/null +++ b/44768-h/images/ill_006.jpg diff --git a/44768-h/images/ill_007.jpg b/44768-h/images/ill_007.jpg Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..0613b4d --- /dev/null +++ b/44768-h/images/ill_007.jpg diff --git a/44768-h/images/ill_008.jpg b/44768-h/images/ill_008.jpg Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..5fce65a --- /dev/null +++ b/44768-h/images/ill_008.jpg diff --git a/44768-h/images/ill_009.jpg b/44768-h/images/ill_009.jpg Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..7c25d97 --- /dev/null +++ b/44768-h/images/ill_009.jpg diff --git a/44768-h/images/ill_010.jpg b/44768-h/images/ill_010.jpg Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..cb9882a --- /dev/null +++ b/44768-h/images/ill_010.jpg diff --git a/44768-h/images/ill_011.jpg b/44768-h/images/ill_011.jpg Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..9ff846d --- /dev/null +++ b/44768-h/images/ill_011.jpg diff --git a/44768-h/images/ill_012.jpg b/44768-h/images/ill_012.jpg Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..79d9ed9 --- /dev/null +++ b/44768-h/images/ill_012.jpg diff --git a/44768-h/images/ill_013.jpg b/44768-h/images/ill_013.jpg Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..3a727b6 --- /dev/null +++ b/44768-h/images/ill_013.jpg diff --git a/44768-h/images/ill_014.jpg b/44768-h/images/ill_014.jpg Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..e1a76aa --- /dev/null +++ b/44768-h/images/ill_014.jpg diff --git a/44768-h/images/ill_015.jpg b/44768-h/images/ill_015.jpg Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..0043bde --- /dev/null +++ b/44768-h/images/ill_015.jpg diff --git a/44768-h/images/ill_016.jpg b/44768-h/images/ill_016.jpg Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..33f712c --- /dev/null +++ b/44768-h/images/ill_016.jpg diff --git a/44768-h/images/ill_017.jpg b/44768-h/images/ill_017.jpg Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..129c4b6 --- /dev/null +++ b/44768-h/images/ill_017.jpg diff --git a/44768-h/images/ill_018.jpg b/44768-h/images/ill_018.jpg Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..2494d4c --- /dev/null +++ b/44768-h/images/ill_018.jpg diff --git a/44768-h/images/ill_019.jpg b/44768-h/images/ill_019.jpg Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..c70db65 --- /dev/null +++ b/44768-h/images/ill_019.jpg diff --git a/44768-h/images/ill_020.jpg b/44768-h/images/ill_020.jpg Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..c0bedf0 --- /dev/null +++ b/44768-h/images/ill_020.jpg diff --git a/44768-h/images/ill_021.jpg b/44768-h/images/ill_021.jpg Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..0d184f7 --- /dev/null +++ b/44768-h/images/ill_021.jpg diff --git a/LICENSE.txt b/LICENSE.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..6312041 --- /dev/null +++ b/LICENSE.txt @@ -0,0 +1,11 @@ +This eBook, including all associated images, markup, improvements, +metadata, and any other content or labor, has been confirmed to be +in the PUBLIC DOMAIN IN THE UNITED STATES. + +Procedures for determining public domain status are described in +the "Copyright How-To" at https://www.gutenberg.org. + +No investigation has been made concerning possible copyrights in +jurisdictions other than the United States. 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STODDARD. + + +"Rube, me boy, what's the name of this?" exclaimed Pat Linihan, as the +last wagon of the mining outfit was hauled into position, and the +grizzled veteran he spoke to was dragging the harness from his favorite +span of mules. + +"The name of it? Do you mean this hollow we've pulled up in?" + +"Dade an' I do, thin. Ye've put a name of some kind to ivery rock an' +bush we've seen the day." + +"Well, then, mebbe it's the Chico Valley. It's a place I'll be glad to +git out of with all the hair on my head." + +"It's a swate spot, for all that. Is it near here thim Wallopy red-skins +lives that makes it a bad boordin'-house for white min?" + +"Yes, this is just the place. But there isn't many of 'em, and we didn't +send 'em word we was comin'. Mebbe we'll find our way through the pass +before they scent us. They're venomous, they are. Worst kind." + +The two mules had been standing as if they were listening to him, but +now, as old Rube cast them loose, the off mule suddenly threw up his +heels and set out at a sharp trot into the grass, while his mate +stretched his long neck forward in a sonorous bray. + +"That'll do, Gov'nor," remarked Rube. "We all know you kin do it. You +and the Senator had better jest feed yer level best while yer chance is +good. Mebbe you'll be an Indian's mule yet, before you die." + +"Saints preserve thim, thin. It's foine mules they are," said Pat, very +soberly. "Misther Adams, was ye hearin' the charakther he gave the place +we're in?" + +"Is there any danger, Rube?--any real danger?" + +"Not if we can find our way through the pass, Charlie. It's more like +the neck of a bottle than anything else. Hope they haven't corked it up +with rocks for us." + +A tall, slightly built boy was Charlie Adams, and his bright blue eyes +were wide open, with a look in which there was more fun and love of +adventure than fear of anything--even of Hualapais[1] Indians. + +He had been staring around the broad level valley while the miners were +going into camp, and it did seem as if he had never looked upon anything +more beautiful. The grass was so luxuriant and green; the scattered +groves had been set down exactly in the right places; the mountains +arose so grandly on every side; surely there could not have been +imagined a prettier picture in a more wonderful frame. He said so to +Rube Sarrow, but all the reply he got from the grim old wagon-master +was, + +"Ye-es, and the red-skins mean to keep it. Thar's been more than one +outfit wiped out a-tryin' to squeeze through the Union Pass." + +The wagons of the train were drawn up in two rows, about fifty yards +apart, the light "ambulance," from which Rube had unhitched the Governor +and the Senator, was pulled across one of the open spaces at the end, +and a brisk fire had been started at the other. The ground so inclosed +contained room enough to "corral" all the mules and horses of the train +in case of an attack, and the members of that exploring party were +likely to be able to defend such a fort against any ordinary band of red +men. + +Not a sign of the presence of Indians in the neighborhood had yet been +discovered, and before the middle of the afternoon the scouts sent out +came in with a couple of fat deer. + +"That looks well," growled old Rube. "The valley hasn't been hunted out +lately. Mebbe we'll git through all right." + +The animals were watched pretty carefully, nevertheless, and they all +had a good long rest and time to feed. + +"They'd betther make the best of it," said Pat Linihan to Charlie Adams. +"It's a long pull and a hard one they've got before thim. Wud thim +red-skins take the skelp of a mule, do ye s'pose?" + +"They'd give more for yours, Pat. They'd risk almost anything for hair +as red as you have. Light their pipes, you know." + +"That's more'n I kin do wid it mesilf. But thim ambulance mules, now. +Luk at the ears of thim. Did yez iver see the loike on any human bein' +before?" + +The Governor and the Senator were mules of the largest and ungainliest +type, and they seemed to remember enough of what Rube had said about +Indians to keep them pretty close to the camp all the evening. None of +the others were permitted to stray to any great distance, and about +midnight they were all silently collected. + +The men had taken the whole matter as quietly as had their four-footed +servants, eating and sleeping as if there were no Indians in the world, +or at least in the neighborhood of the Hualapais Mountains and the Union +Pass. + +All the men, perhaps; but Charlie Adams was not a man yet, and the young +blood was tingling through his veins at the thought of actual danger and +an attack from Indians. There was no need to wake him up or call him +when the time came to get ready for another march. He was wide awake +from head to foot, and seemed to be everywhere at once, with his +repeating carbine in his hand. + +It was a queer piece of work Rube and his teamsters were at for the next +hour or so. They began by wrapping all the old blankets they had, and +some new ones, around the circumference of the wagon wheels, and they +greased the journals of the axles until there was no chance left for a +squeak to come from them. + +"They'll travel without a sound," said old Rube. "How're ye gittin' on +with the critters, boys?" + +That had been a job which interested Charlie Adams exceedingly. Every +mule and horse was fitted with a pair of buffalo-skin or blanket +moccasins, so that his feet would fall silently upon the hardest ground. +Some of the men said "shoes," some "boots," and Pat Linihan called them +"stockin's, begorra"; but Rube said "moccasins," and Charlie took him at +his word. + +Between one and two o'clock, the camp, with its fire piled up to a +brighter blaze than ever, was left behind them, and the long mining +train moved onward toward the dangerous pass. It was wonderful how +little noise they made, and Pat Linihan remarked to old Rube: + +"Sure an' it's the first toime I iver druv a muffled mule." + +"Muffle yer tongue," growled old Rube. "That's one thing I forgot." + +They made good speed, and before long Charlie Adams was aware that the +narrow wagon trail they were following had led them between great walls +of rock. + +"We'll do it," whispered old Rube to Charlie. "They're up there on the +cliffs, some of 'em, as a matter of course; but we're going to beat 'em +this time. They have an awful advantage over any fellows down here. All +they need do is to tumble down rocks on us in some places. There's just +one bad spot to go by now," said he, a little later, "but it's almost +daylight. I wish we were well past the neck." + +Nearer and nearer drew the walls of rock, but there were no sounds made +for them to echo, until at last, as he and the Senator pulled their +ambulance over an unusually rough place, and paused for breath, the +Governor seized the opportunity to stretch out his ugly neck. + +Oh! what a bray was that! It seemed to fill every cranny of the Union +Pass, and stir up the sleeping echoes, and climb up over the crags, and +old Rube instantly shouted: + +"Whip up, boys! Forward now for your lives! That thar was jest one other +thing we forgot to muffle." + +The whips cracked sharply enough now, and the Governor received at least +his share in payment for his music. + +There was no more silence. In less than a minute the heights above them +rang with fierce whoops and yells. The savages had been taken a little +by surprise, but they were there, and they had been waiting for that +train. It had nearly passed them, but they were determined to make an +effort for its capture. + +Whoop after whoop, and then the crash and thud of rocky masses tumbling +down the chasm. + +It was getting lighter every minute, and Charlie Adams strained his +bright eyes up along the crags in the hope of seeing a mark for his +carbine. + +Suddenly the sharp reports of rifles came from the front, and old Rube +exclaimed: + +"Indians in the pass! That's bad. We were almost through." + +So they were, for the ambulance Pat was driving, and that Rube and +Charlie were guarding, was the very tail of the train. + +"Look out, Charlie." + +"Bedad, they've done it! What'll I do now?" + +A heavy bowlder had come smashing down through the tilted top of the +ambulance, making dire destruction of the closely packed stowage, and +startling Pat half out of his wits. + +"Unhitch! Save your mules!" + +The Governor and the Senator had something to say about that. They were +worse scared than Pat himself, and they declared it, as mules will, in +about half a bray apiece, but then they sprang wildly away up the pass, +dragging behind them the battered ambulance, Pat and all. + +"Go it, Pat! Come on, Charlie! There's a fight ahead, but we're beyond +the neck." + +The "fight ahead" was over quickly enough, for less than half a dozen +Indians had clambered swiftly down to hide behind logs and rocks, and +try to check the advance of the train. It was getting light enough for +them to use their rifles, but so could the miners, and that was bad for +that squad of "Wallopies," as Pat called them. Only two of them climbed +up the rocks again, and all the harm they did was to wound three of the +mules, and send a ball through the arm of a driver. Their friends on the +heights were fairly driven to cover again by the storm of rifle-bullets +sent after them, and Charlie Adams's carbine cracked as loudly as if he +had been six feet high and weighed two hundred pounds. + +"I wonder if I hit any of them?" he said to Rube, after they reached an +open place and halted the train. + +"Dunno 'bout that. Most likely. I kinder hope we barked some on 'em. But +that there was a leetle the tightest squeeze I ever hed in Union Pass. +All because I didn't muffle the bray of that mule." + +"Did ye know," added Pat, "the big stone that kim into the ambylance +mashed in the molasses kag? It's a swate mess they've made of it." + +FOOTNOTES: + +[1] Pronounced Walapi. + + + + +LILY'S BALL. + + + Lily gave a party, + And her little playmates all, + Gayly dressed, came in their best + To dance at Lily's ball. + + Little Quaker Primrose + Sat and never stirred, + And, except in whispers, + Never spoke a word. + + Tulip fine and Dahlia + Shone in silk and satin; + Learned old Convolvulus + Was tiresome with his Latin. + + Snowdrop nearly fainted + Because the room was hot, + And went away before the rest + With sweet Forget-me-not. + + Pansy danced with Daffodil, + Rose with Violet; + Silly Daisy fell in love + With pretty Mignonette. + + But when they danced the country-dance, + One could scarcely tell + Which of these two danced it best-- + Cowslip or Heather-bell. + + Between the dances, when they all + Were seated in their places, + I thought I'd never seen before + So many pretty faces. + + But of all the pretty maidens + I saw at Lily's ball, + Darling Lily was to me + The sweetest of them all. + + And when the dance was over, + They went down stairs to sup, + And each had a taste of honey-cake, + With dew in a buttercup. + + And all were dressed to go away + Before the set of sun; + And Lily said "Good-by!" and gave + A kiss to every one. + + And before the moon or a single star + Was shining overhead, + Lily and all her little friends + Were fast asleep in bed. + + + + +THE PIRATE KIDD. + + +The tumult in New Amsterdam when, in August, 1664, English men-of-war +appeared in the bay was excessive. An embassy was sent to the English +commander, Nichols, at Gravesend Bay; it was composed of the Dutch +clergyman and his brother, a physician. The English refused to hear of +anything but submission, and brave Governor Stuyvesant yielded to the +storm. No blood was shed, no gun fired; the town submitted peacefully to +the invader, and its name was changed from New Amsterdam to New York. + +But the Dutch longed for their natural government, and more than once it +was reported that the great Admiral De Ruyter, at the head of the fleet +with which he swept the European seas, was coming to Sandy Hook, and +would retake the city. But he never came. A few years later, in the +second Dutch war, 1673, a fleet of twenty-three ships from Holland +sailed through the Narrows, reduced the fort on Staten Island, and +recaptured New York. But in 1674 peace was made between Holland and +England, and New York was restored to the English. + +From that time for many years Sandy Hook witnessed no hostile armament, +and only the white sails of the peaceful trader entered the deep channel +that opens into the Lower Bay. + +New York flourished in quiet ease; its Dutch burgomasters were changed +to aldermen; its fair young maidens with their admirers made up boating +parties from the Battery, or rode in gigs up to the famous Kissing Gate. +But all the people of New York were not so respectable; it was, in fact, +the haunt of disreputable persons and marauders from all parts of the +world, and among them might be seen about this time the rough, bronzed +face, the sturdy figure, of the cruel pirate Kidd. Possessed of a +considerable fortune, which he had made in a sea-faring life, Kidd had +retired from his occupation, whatever it had been, and settled +peacefully with his wife and children in New York. He was probably +looked upon as a substantial citizen. He was thought a skillful sailor. +And when in 1695 the English government resolved to send a ship to the +East Indies to put down the pirates who swarmed in the sea between +Arabia and Bombay, the Governor of New York, Lord Bellamont, selected +Kidd to command the expedition. + +Kidd went over to London, was given a fine ship, the _Adventure_ galley, +and came back to New York to gather his crew. He was sure of finding +here desperate men willing to aid him in any wicked enterprise. The ship +was soon manned, and in February, 1697, sailed out from Sandy Hook on +its dreadful voyage. Instead of putting down piracy, Kidd became the +most cruel and terrible of pirates. He haunted the Eastern seas, +plundered the rich vessels of Arabia, Armenia, or Portugal, and made +such enormous profits that even his sailors grew wealthy. But his savage +cruelty was terrible even to his own crew. He cut the throats of his +prisoners, or plunged them into the sea. The pirate ship was a scene of +demoniac wickedness. One of his crew, whom he had called a dog, cried +out, in remorse, "Yes, I am a dog; but it is you that have made me so." +Kidd, enraged, struck him dead at a blow. + +Possessed of an immense fortune in gold, silver, jewels, the pirate came +back to New York in 1699, hoping, perhaps, to purchase a pardon for all +his crimes with the aid of his powerful friends. Once more the Adventure +galley, or some other vessel of his fleet, sailed by the Hook, stained +with blood and massacre, but laden with a cargo richer than any ship had +ever brought to the quiet city before. Tradition relates that Kidd had +his friends in the coves and bays of Long Island; that he deposited +$200,000 in gold dust and coin on Gardiner's Island; that he buried his +treasure on Martha's Vineyard, and lived in a cave still seen on its +lonely shore. His ship he is supposed to have sunk near Verplanck's +Point, on the Hudson, and here a party of persons may at times be seen +diligently laboring to find the sunken vessel. To Mrs. Gardiner, of +Gardiner's Island, Kidd gave a robe of cloth of gold that was long +preserved in the family. He strove to hide from the agents of the +government, who were in pursuit of him, but was decoyed to Boston, +carried to England, tried for piracy, condemned, and executed. It is +said that the first rope used to hang him broke, and he fell to the +ground; a second was brought, and the horrible monster perished at last, +March 23, 1701. From that time pirates were banished from the American +ports, although they still swarmed in the West Indian seas and all the +unfrequented parts of the ocean. + + + + +[Illustration: THE FIRST MOUSE.] + + + + +[Begun in No. 58 of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, December 7.] + +TOBY TYLER; + +OR, TEN WEEKS WITH A CIRCUS. + +BY JAMES OTIS. + +CHAPTER IX. + +THE DINNER PARTY. + + +At noon Toby was thoroughly tired out, for whenever any one spoke kindly +to him, Mr. Lord seemed to take a malicious pleasure in giving him extra +tasks to do, until Toby began to hope that no one else would pay any +attention to him. On this day he was permitted to go to dinner first, +and after he returned he was left in charge of the booth. Trade being +dull, as it usually was during the dinner hour, he had very little work +to do after he had cleaned the glasses and set things to rights +generally. + +Therefore when he saw the very thin form of the skeleton emerge from his +tent and come toward him, he was particularly pleased, for he had begun +to think very kindly of the thin man and his fleshy wife. + +"Well, Toby," said the skeleton, as he came up to the booth, carefully +dusted Mr. Lord's private chair, and sat down very cautiously in it, as +if he had expected that it would break down under his weight, "I hear +you've been making quite a hero of yourself by capturing the monkeys +last night." + +Toby's freckled face reddened with pleasure as he heard these words, and +he stammered out, with considerable difficulty, "I didn't do anything; +it was Mr. Stubbs that brought 'em back." + +"Mr. Stubbs!" and here the skeleton laughed so heartily that Toby was +afraid he would dislocate some of his thinly covered joints. "When you +was tellin' about Mr. Stubbs yesterday, I thought you meant some one +belonging to the company. You ought to have seen my wife Lilly shake +with laughing when I told her who Mr. Stubbs was." + +"Yes," said Toby, at a loss to know just what to say, "I should think +she would shake when she laughs." + +"She does," replied the skeleton. "If you should see her when something +funny strikes her, you'd think she was one of those big plates of jelly +that they have in the bake-shop windows;" and Mr. Treat looked proudly +at the gaudy picture which represented his wife in all her monstrosity +of flesh. "She's a great woman, Toby, an' she's got a great head." + +Toby nodded his head in assent. He would have liked to have said +something nice regarding Mrs. Treat, but he really did not know what to +say, and thus he simply contented himself and the fond husband by +nodding. + +"She thinks a good deal of you, Toby," continued the skeleton, as he +moved his chair to a position more favorable for him to elevate his feet +on the edge of the counter, and placed his handkerchief under him as a +cushion; "she's talking of you all the time, and if you wasn't such a +little fellow, I should begin to be jealous of you--I should, upon my +word." + +"You're both very good," stammered Toby, so weighted down by a sense of +the honor heaped upon him as to be at a loss for words. + +"An' she wants to see more of you. She made me come out here now, when +she knew Mr. Lord would be away, to tell you that we're goin' to have a +little kind of a friendly dinner in our tent to-morrow--she's cooked it +all herself, or she's going to--and we want you to come in an' have some +with us." + +Toby's eyes glistened at the thought of the unexpected pleasure, and +then his face grew sad as he replied, "I'd like to come first-rate, Mr. +Treat, but I don't s'pose Mr. Lord would let me stay away from the shop +long enough." + +"Why, you won't have any work to do to-morrow, Toby--it's Sunday." + +"So it is," said the boy, with a pleased smile, as he thought of the day +of rest which was so near. And then he added, quickly: "An' this is +Saturday afternoon; what fun the boys at home are havin'! You see, there +hain't any school Saturday afternoon, an' all the fellers go out in the +woods." + +"And you wish you were there to go with them, don't you?" asked the +skeleton, sympathetically. + +"Indeed I do!" exclaimed Toby, quickly; "it's twice as good as any +circus that ever was." + +"But you didn't think so before you came with us, did you?" + +"I didn't know so much about circuses then as I do now," replied the +boy, sadly. + +Mr. Treat saw that he was touching on a sore subject, and one which was +arousing sad thoughts in his little companion's mind, and he hastened to +change it at once. + +"Then I can tell Lilly that you'll come, can I?" + +"Oh yes, I'll be sure to be there; an' I want you to know just how good +I think you both are to me." + +"That's all right, Toby," said Mr. Treat, with a pleased expression on +his face; "an' you may bring Mr. Stubbs with you, if you want to." + +"Thank you," said Toby, "I'm sure Mr. Stubbs will be just as glad to +come as I shall. But where will we be to-morrow?" + +"Right here. We always stay over Sunday at the place where we show +Saturday. But I must be going, or Lilly will worry her life out of her +for fear I'm somewhere getting cold; she's awful careful of me, that +woman is. You'll be on hand to-morrow at one o'clock, won't you?" + +"Indeed I will," said Toby, emphatically, "an' I'll bring Mr. Stubbs +with me too." + +With a friendly nod of the head, the skeleton hurried away to re-assure +his wife that he was safe and well, and before he had hardly disappeared +within the tent, Toby had another caller, who was none other than his +friend old Ben, the driver. + +"Well, my boy," shouted Ben, in his cheery, hearty tones, "I haven't +seen you since you left the wagon so sudden last night. Did you get +shook up much?" + +"Oh no," replied Toby; "you see, I hain't very big, an' then I struck in +the mud, so I got off pretty easy." + +"That's a fact, an' you can thank your lucky stars for it, too, for I've +seen grown-up men get pitched off a wagon in that way, an' break their +necks doin' it. But has Job told you where you was going to sleep +to-night? You know we stay over here till to-morrow." + +"I didn't think anything about that; but I s'pose I'll sleep in the +wagon, won't I?" + +"You can sleep at the hotel, if you want to; but the beds will likely be +dirty, an' if you take my advice, you'll crawl into some of the wagons +in the tent." + +Ben then explained to him that after his work was done that night, he +would not be expected to report for duty until the time for starting +Sunday night, and he concluded his remarks by saying: + +"Now you know what your rights are, an' don't you let Job impose on you +in any way. I'll be round here after you get through work, an' we'll +bunk in somewhere together." + +The arrival of Messrs. Lord and Jacobs put a stop to the conversation, +and was the signal of Toby's time of trial. It seemed to him, and with +good reason, that the chief delight which these men had in life was to +torment him, for neither ever spoke a pleasant word to him; and when one +was not giving him some difficult work to do, or finding fault in some +way, the other would be sure to be at it, and Toby had very little +comfort from the time he began work in the morning until he stopped at +night. + +It was not until after the evening performance was over that Toby had a +chance to speak with Mr. Stubbs, and then he was so tired that he simply +took the old monkey from the cage, nestled him under his jacket, and lay +down with him to sleep in the place which old Ben had selected. + +When the morning came, Mr. Stubbs aroused his young master at a much +earlier hour than he would have awakened had he been left to himself, +and the two went out for a short walk before breakfast. They went +instinctively toward the woods, and when the shade of the trees was once +reached, how the two revelled in their freedom! Mr. Stubbs climbed into +the trees, swung himself from one to the other by means of his tail, +gathered half-ripe nuts, which he threw at his master, tried to catch +the birds, and had a good time generally. + +Toby, stretched at full length on the mossy bank, watched the antics of +his pet, laughing boisterously at times as Mr. Stubbs would do some one +thing more comical than usual, and forgot there was in this world such a +thing as a circus, or such a man as Job Lord. It was to Toby a morning +without a flaw, and he took no heed of the time, until the sound of the +church bells warned him of the lateness of the hour, reminding him at +the same time of where he should be--where he would be if he was at home +with Uncle Daniel. + +In the mean time the old monkey had been trying to attract his young +master's attention, and, failing in his efforts, he came down from out +the tree, crept softly up to Toby, and nestled his head under the boy's +arm. + +This little act of devotion seemed to cause Toby's grief to burst forth +afresh, and clasping the monkey around the neck, hugging him close to +his bosom, he sobbed: + +"Oh, Mr. Stubbs, Mr. Stubbs, how lonesome we are! If we was only at +Uncle Daniel's, we'd be the two happiest people in all this world. We +could play on the hay, or go up to the pasture, or go down to the +village, an' I'd work my fingers off if I could only be there just once +more. It was wicked for me to run away, an' now I'm gettin' paid for +it." + +He hugged the monkey closely, swayed his body to and fro, presenting a +perfect picture of grief. The monkey, not knowing what to make of this +changed mood, cowered whimperingly in his arms, looking up into his +face, and licking the boy's hands with his tongue whenever he had the +opportunity. + +It was some time before Toby's grief exhausted itself, and then, still +clasping the monkey, he hurried out of the woods to the town and the now +thoroughly hated circus tents. + +The clocks were just striking one as Toby entered the inclosure used by +the show as a place of performance, and, remembering his engagement with +the skeleton and his wife, he went directly to their tent. From the +odors which assailed him as he entered, it was quite evident that a +feast of no mean proportions was in course of preparation, and Toby's +very great appetite came to him in full vigor. Even the monkey seemed +affected by the odor, for he danced about on his master's shoulder, and +chattered so that Toby was obliged to choke him a little in order to +make him present a respectable appearance. + +When Toby reached the interior of the tent, he was astonished at the +extent of the preparations that were being made, and gazed around him in +surprise. The platform on which the lean man and fat woman were in the +habit of exhibiting themselves now bore a long table, loaded with +eatables; and from the fact that eight or ten chairs were ranged around +it, Toby understood that he was not the only guest at the feast. Some +little attempt had also been made at decoration by festooning that end +of the tent at which the platform was placed with two or three flags and +some streamers, and the tent poles were fringed with tissue-paper of the +brightest colors. + +Toby had had only time enough to notice this, when the skeleton advanced +toward him, and with the liveliest appearance of pleasure, said, as he +took him by the hands with a grip that made him wince, + +"It gives me great joy, Mr. Tyler, to welcome you at one of our little +home reunions, if one can call a tent, that is moved every day in the +week, home." + +Toby hardly knew whom Mr. Treat referred to when he said "Mr. Tyler," +but by the time his hands were released from the bony grasp, he +understood that it was himself who was spoken to. + +The skeleton then formally introduced him to the other guests present, +who were sitting in one end of the tent, and evidently anxiously +awaiting the coming feast. + +[Illustration: TOBY IS INTRODUCED TO THE ALBINOS.] + +"These," said Mr. Treat, as he waved his hand toward two white-haired, +pink-eyed young ladies, who sat with their arms twined around each +other's waists, and had been eying the monkey with some appearance of +fear, "are the Miss Cushings, known to the world as the Albino Children; +they command a large salary, and form a very attractive feature of our +exhibition." + +The young ladies arose at the same time, as if they had been the Siamese +Twins, and could not act independently of each other, and bowed. + +Toby made the best bow he was capable of, and the monkey made frantic +efforts to escape, as if he would enjoy twisting his paws in their +perpendicular hair. + +"And this," continued Mr. Treat, pointing to a sickly, sour-looking +individual, who was sitting apart from the others, with his arms folded, +and looking as if he was counting the very seconds before the dinner +should begin, "is the wonderful Signor Castro, whose sword-swallowing +feats you have doubtless heard of." + +Toby stepped back just one step, as if overwhelmed by awe at beholding +the signor in the guise of a humble individual, and the gentleman who +gained his livelihood by swallowing swords unbent his dignity so far as +to unfold his arms, and present a very dirty-looking hand for Toby to +shake. The boy took hold of the outstretched hand, wondering why the +signor never used soap and water, and Mr. Stubbs, apparently afraid of +the sour-looking man, retreated to Toby's shoulder, where he sat +chattering and scolding about the introduction. + +Again the skeleton waved his hand, and this time he introduced +"Mademoiselle Spelletti, the wonderful snake-charmer, whose exploits in +this country, and before the crowned heads of Europe, had caused the +whole world to stand aghast at her daring." + +Mademoiselle Spelletti was a very ordinary-looking young lady of about +twenty-five years of age, who looked very much as if her name might +originally have been Murphy, and she too extended a hand for Toby to +grasp, only her hand was clean, and she appeared to be a very much more +pleasant acquaintance than the gentleman who swallowed swords. + +This ended the introductions, and Toby was just looking around for a +seat, when Mrs. Treat, the fat lady, and the giver of the feast which +was about to come, and which already smelled so invitingly, entered from +behind a curtain of canvas, where the cooking-stove was supposed to be +located. + +She had every appearance of being the cook for the occasion. Her sleeves +were rolled up, her hair tumbled and frowzy, and there were several +unmistakable marks of grease on the front of her calico dress. + +She waited for no ceremony, but rushed up to Toby, and taking him in her +arms, gave him such a squeeze that there seemed to be every possibility +that she would break all the bones in his body; and she kept him so long +in this bear-like embrace that Mr. Stubbs reached his little brown paws +over, and got such a hold of her hair that all present, save Signor +Castro, rushed forward to release her from the monkey's grasp. + +"You dear little thing," said Mrs. Treat, paying but very little +attention to the hair-pulling she had just undergone, and holding Toby +at arm's-length, where she could look into his face, "you were so late +that I was afraid you wasn't coming, and my dinner wouldn't have tasted +half so good if you hadn't been here to eat some." + +Toby hardly knew what to say at this hearty welcome, but he managed to +tell the large and kind-hearted lady that he had no idea of missing the +dinner, and that he was very glad she wanted him to come. + +"Want you to come, you dear little thing!" she exclaimed, as she gave +him another hug, but was careful not to get her head where Mr. Stubbs +could get hold of the hair again--"of course I wanted you to come, for +this very dinner has been got up so that you could meet these people +here, and so that they could see you." + +Toby was entirely at a loss to know what to say to this overwhelming +compliment, and for that reason he did not say anything, only submitting +patiently to the third hug, which was all Mrs. Treat had time to give +him, as she was obliged to rush behind the canvas screen again, as there +were unmistakable sounds of something boiling over on the stove. + +"You'll excuse me," said the skeleton, with an air of dignity, waving +his hand once more toward the assembled company, "but while introducing +you to Mr. Tyler, I had almost forgotten to introduce him to you. This, +ladies and gentlemen," and here he touched Toby on the shoulder, as if +he were some living curiosity whose habits and mode of capture he was +about to explain to a party of spectators, "is Mr. Toby Tyler, of whom +you heard on the night when the monkey cage was smashed, and who now +carries with him the identical monkey which was presented to him by the +manager of this great show as a token of esteem for his skill and +bravery in capturing the entire lot of monkeys without a single blow." + +By the time Mr. Treat got through with this long speech, Toby felt very +much as if he was some wonderful creation whom the skeleton was +exhibiting; but he managed to rise to his feet, and duck his little red +head in his best imitation of a bow. Then he sat down and hugged Mr. +Stubbs to cover his confusion. + +One of the Albino Children now came forward, and while stroking Mr. +Stubbs's hair, looked so intently at Toby that for the life of him he +couldn't say which she regarded as the curiosity, himself or the monkey; +therefore he hastened to say, modestly, + +"I didn't do much toward catchin' the monkeys; Mr. Stubbs here did +almost all of it, an' I only led 'em in." + +"There, there, my boy," said the skeleton, in a fatherly tone, "I've +heard the whole story from old Ben, an' I sha'n't let you get out of it +like that. We all know what you did, an' it's no use for you to deny any +part of it." + +[TO BE CONTINUED.] + + + + +A SNOW BLOCKADE. + +BY JAMES B. MARSHALL. + + +Some boys, you know, think it is capital to be at boarding-school, and +other boys don't like it. But there is no doubt that all think it is +splendid to come home for a holiday. But what if your home has been +burned down, as was Will and Harry Baker's, and your parents are living +at a hotel until the house can be rebuilt? + +The Baker boys wrote home to Rawley: "We expect living in a hotel is +pretty nice, but of course we can't do many of the things we had planned +for this holiday." + +"The new house can not be made ready before spring," wrote Mrs. Baker, +"but I do not think you have planned much you will not be able to carry +out. I have one fine piece of news to tell you. Your uncle Ben and aunt +Sue, whom you have not seen since you were very little fellows, and +those six cousins, whom you have never seen, have sold their old home in +Maine. Uncle Ben is going to build a house here, not far from our old +home. Until it is finished, he has rented a house, and you and your +cousins should have fine times together." + +The idea of meeting these cousins took away much of Will's and Harry's +disappointment. School broke up early on Thursday morning, and the next +day, Friday, was to be Mrs. Baker's birthday--a great day with the +Bakers. + +Several of the boys who had to pass through New York city in going home +went with the Baker boys, when they all arrived there, to help them +select Mrs. Baker's present. Then Will and Harry started for the ferry, +having full time to make their train. But while riding there the street +car was delayed at a cross street where a fire had broken out. Watching +the exciting scene, not more than five minutes seemed to have been lost, +but to the boys' amazement the last boat to make connection with their +train had left when they reached the ferry. And what was worse, it was +the last train before next morning to make connection at the Junction +for Rawley. After a council, it was decided to go and stay overnight at +the hotel used by Mr. Baker when in New York, and to telegraph to Rawley +what had happened. + +In the morning, when the boys awoke, they were dismayed to find that a +heavy snow-storm had set in. At the dépôt, long trains covered with snow +were arriving, much delayed, and every one was talking of the storm, and +what probably would happen if the snow continued. It was a great relief +to Will and Harry when at last their express train started, though the +snow fell steadily and fast. An extra engine, pushing a snow-plough, ran +ahead to clear the track, and the boys anxiously watched the storm and +the progress of the train. + +"An hour and a quarter late," said Will, noting the time as the train +drew up at the Junction station. The Rawley train, with a snow-plough +ahead of the locomotive, stood on the other side of the platform, and a +few passengers were in the dépôt, who had been waiting for the New York +express. There was a stout farmer talking with the conductor of the +Rawley train; and as Will approached the latter to ask a question, he +overheard him say, + +"Yes; it does look a little doubtful if we will get through to Rawley +before the snow is drifted too deep for us." + +"How far along do you think you will get? To Sanmere?" + +Sanmere was ten miles from Rawley. + +"To Rawley, I hope," answered the conductor, moving away. "All aboard!" + +Toward Sanmere the track was built in a narrow defile cut through a +hill, and beyond were a number of these cuts. When the train neared +Sanmere, the engine and plough were uncoupled from the cars to clear the +track in this narrow defile, and running swiftly ahead, were soon lost +to sight in the falling snow. In half an hour the engine was backed to +where the train stood. It was decided to leave the cars, and try to +carry the passengers to Sanmere on the engine. The six passengers, the +train-men, and the mail agent with his mail-bags, crowded into the cab, +and the engine was slowly and carefully steamed through the snow-choked +defile, and down to the station. + +Will and Harry hurried into the waiting-room to warm themselves, and +looking out at a window they saw a gentleman muffled in a great-coat +directing the other four passengers--probably to a hotel. He then +entered the waiting-room, shaking his coat free of snow. + +"Snowed in, eh, Masters Baker?" said he, in a pleasant tone. "But you +are a good deal better off than you think. What you want now is a good +warm dinner, and merry people to eat it with." + +Will and Harry looked at the gentleman narrowly as he shook hands with +them, but they could not remember having ever seen him before. + +"I know your father and mother well," continued the gentleman. "My name +is Benjamin, and I keep Benjamin's House here in Sanmere. I'm a good +landlord, if I say so myself, and promise you that directly there is a +dinner coming on my table well worth your eating." + +"I'd rather get to Rawley to-day than eat a dozen good dinners," thought +Will. + +"Have you a sleigh, Mr. Benjamin, and a pair of good horses to hire, to +take us to Rawley?" asked Harry. + +"Yes," answered Mr. Benjamin; "but the first thing you want is your +dinner. After dinner, if you wish to go to Rawley, I have just the +sleigh and pair of horses that can take you there. Now come along. Each +of you catch hold of one of my arms; I'm nearly as good as a +snow-plough." + +Before the boys had walked far along the snow-covered streets of +Sanmere, it seemed as if they had known Mr. Benjamin for a long time. + +"Here we are," said he, stopping before a large house. + +There was no "Benjamin's House" sign to be seen, but the snow was +falling fast enough to hide a dozen signs. + +"My house is full of people to-day," said Mr. Benjamin, "so come right +up stairs to a warm room, where you can change your clothes and shoes, +and make ready for dinner. Now make yourselves at home, and when dinner +is ready I will come for you." + +Merry peals of laughter could be heard down stairs, and there were +evidently plenty of young people in the house. + +"If we only had mother and father here," said Will, "it would be nearly +as good as being at home." + +"That's so," agreed Harry. "This is the kind of hotel I would like to +live in. I wonder if Pop knows about it?" + +Directly a dinner-bell rang, and there was a noise of feet sounding as +if the people were going in to dinner. In a moment in came Mr. Benjamin, +his eyes twinkling with fun, and invited them down to dinner. + +"I didn't tell you," said he, as he led the way, "that it is a +celebration dinner for my guests. I shouldn't be surprised if you should +know some of the people." + +Before the dining-room door was reached, a side door swung open, and in +a moment the boys found themselves in a pair of warm arms. + +"Mother!" "Father!" + +They were indeed Mr. and Mrs. Baker. Wide open swung the dining-room +door, and there, waiting, were Aunt Sue, the six new cousins, and a +dozen more people. + +"Welcome to Benjamin's House!" called Uncle Ben--Mr. Benjamin, as Harry +had first called him, being Uncle Ben Starr his own merry self. "And, +boys, if you want to go to Rawley through all this snow, my horses and +sleigh shall take you." + +What a dinner that was! And what a time there was, too, explaining how +Uncle Ben had invited all the Bakers to his house to spend the holidays, +and to surprise Will and Harry! + + + + +[Illustration: CARNIVAL SKETCHES.] + + + + +[Illustration: CARNIVAL SKETCHES--(CONTINUED.)] + + + + +EMBROIDERY FOR GIRLS. + +BY SUSAN HAYES WARD. + +NO. IV. + + +A gentleman who has done more beautiful art work than any other I have +ever known once told me that his principle was first to know the rules +of art, and then to do as he saw fit. The one rule of the embroiderer's +art that I would specially emphasize for you is that whatever is worth +doing at all is worth doing as well as you know how. You do not wish to +fill your homes with worthless work. It is vastly better to do but +little, and to make that as choice and dainty as possible, for the first +charm of embroidery is its nicety. + +Having thus put you on your guard, let me tell you how the New England +stitch may be modified and rendered more simple. This modified stitch is +only for those who are so painstaking that they can be trusted never to +slight their work except judiciously, for no lazy needle-woman could +resist the fascination of this easiest of embroidery stitches. She would +never use another. If you can not trust yourself, skip this article. + +[Illustration: FIG. 14.] + +Take your first stitch as in Fig. 10, then, instead of reversing the +stitch and pushing the needle from you, point the needle toward you as +shown in Fig. 14. + +Of course when each stitch is taken naturally with the needle pointing +toward you, the work reels off wonderfully fast, but the stitch loses in +effect, for instead of the pretty double twist, you now have the needle +cross the thread but once, making a single twist not nearly so pretty +when examined closely. (For work that is only to have its little day, +like a tidy or a bureau-cover, I should surely use this modified form of +the stitch. Life is too short to spend time in pushing your needle +backward, when pushing it forward will do as well. For nice work, for +hangings before choice little cabinets, or for a bed-spread that may +last a century, take the stitch the old way; but for work that is not +meant to last a lifetime, use the easiest stitch possible.) + +[Illustration: FIG. 15.] + +Fig. 15 is meant to be repeated for the ends of a table-scarf or +bureau-cover, with the border in two shades; another line can be added a +half-inch below 2 to give weight to the border. + +The lines 1 and 2 are to be worked in stem stitch, the space _a_ filled +with a darker and _b_ with a lighter shade; _c_ is not filled in. The +design (Fig. 16) can be colored to suit your room or the shade of the +stuff on which it is worked, though old gold, soft yellows, pinks, and +blues would be pretty for the flowers, the border being in old golds or +blues. + +[Illustration: FIG. 16.] + +This design would do well scattered, or, to use the technical word, +_powdered_, over a small curtain, alternating it with small sprays from +the design like _x_ or _y_, or for the corners of a small table-cover. + + + + +THE CRANES OF IBYCUS. + + +Ibycus was travelling one day on the road between Athens and Sparta, +when he was set upon by some brigands, who robbed and murdered him. He +cried for help--none was at hand; but just at the last he raised his +dying eyes toward the sky and saw a flock of cranes flying high in the +air above his head, and with his last breath he called upon _them_ to +avenge him. The assassins laughed at such a prayer; but it was strangely +answered. The men hurried off to Athens to enjoy their booty, and a few +days afterward went to the theatre, which in those days was in the open +air. As the performance was going on, some birds were noticed flying low +above the assembled crowd. "Ha! ha! those are the cranes of Ibycus!" one +of the robbers unthinkingly said to his neighbor. Sorely he repented it +the next moment, for others had caught the words. "Ibycus? Ibycus? What +had become of him?" He was a well-known man, and had been missed. The +men were seized, and believing that the gods had revealed their crime, +they confessed all, and were executed. This story is beautifully told in +one of the poems of Schiller, the great German poet. + + + + +[Begun in HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE No. 66, February 1.] + +PHIL'S FAIRIES. + +BY MRS. W. J. HAYS, + +AUTHOR OF "PRINCESS IDLEWAYS," ETC. + +CHAPTER II. + +PHIL'S NEW FRIEND. + + +[Illustration: BLACK JOE, THE FIDDLER.] + +Old black Joe had not always been either a boot-black or fiddler. In his +youthful days he had been a house-servant, and had prided himself on his +many accomplishments--his dexterity at dinners, his grace at evening +parties, the ease and unconcern with which he could meet embarrassing +emergencies at either; but times had changed for him. His old employers +had died, a scolding wife had made his home unhappy, he had lost the +little money he had saved, and he was no longer the bright, cheerful +young fellow he had been. Age and rheumatism had made him crusty; but +beneath the outward manner, which sometimes was very cross, he had a +tender heart and a pitiful nature. + +Of late years he had picked up enough for his support in the many little +ways incident to city life. He could whitewash, sweep chimneys, run on +errands--or rather walk on them, and that, too, very slowly. He +shovelled snow and carried coal, sawed wood and helped the servants at +whose homes he was employed. + +His occupations took him about to many houses, but he always irritated +the people with whom he came in contact by invariably assuring them that +their masters and mistresses were not of the real stuff that ladies and +gentlemen of _his_ day were made of; that fine feathers did not make +fine birds; that people nowadays were all alike, and had no manners. + +He made one exception only, in favor of a maiden lady, whose parents he +had known, whose servants were kind to him, and whose retired and +dignified way of living quite suited his fastidiousness. + +This was a Miss Schuyler; and nothing pleased Joe more than to have this +one person, whom he regarded with unqualified admiration, send for him +to bestow the monthly allowance she was in the habit of giving him. On +the day that he expected this summons he always gave an extra touch to +his toilet, exchanged his torn coat for a patched one, his slouch hat +for a very much worn beaver adorned with a band of rusty crape, and out +of the pocket of his coat, but never upon his hands, was to be seen an +old pair of yellow kid gloves. + +In the course of Joe's wanderings he had chanced to hear of the invalid +boy Phil, who liked to listen to his fiddle, and it did not take long to +strike up an acquaintance between them. + +Often on a rainy day, or when work was dull, Joe would spend an hour or +two with Phil, relieving his loneliness, soothing his pain, and cheering +him with his music and his rambling talk about "old times" and the +people he had seen. + +It was the latter part of May, and had been very warm; but Joe buttoned +up his best coat and donned his beaver, for his pay was due at Miss +Schuyler's. She lived in a large house, rather imposing and handsome, +and in the gayest part of the city; but she was by no means imposing or +gay in her own person. A little figure, simply dressed, a kind face +without beauty, a gentle manner, and a certain gracious kindliness and +familiarity had endeared her to Joe. On this day she was not, as usual, +sitting with her work in the library, where the sun poured in on the +bronzes and richly bound volumes, on the old engravings and the frescoed +ceiling--for Miss Schuyler liked light and warmth and color--but she was +away up in the top of the house, directing her maids in the packing of +blankets and woollens and furs, preparatory to leaving her house for the +summer. Joe had mounted stair after stair seeking her, and by the time +he reached her was quite out of breath; this, and the odor of camphor +and cedar wood, made him sneeze and cough until Miss Schuyler said to +one of the maids in a whisper, "The poor old soul would have been black +in the face had he ever been white." + +To Joe himself she said, very kindly, "My good old friend, you need not +have taken so much trouble to see me; I could have come down to you." + +"Laws, Miss Rachel, I knew you was busy, and nuffin's ever a trouble to +do for you; I go to the tops of houses often--just come from one where +poor Phil's a-groanin' with pain. That chile'll die if somebody don't do +suthin fur him soon." + +"What child?" asked Miss Schuyler, whose tender point was her love of +children. "You haven't any grandchildren, Joe, have you?" + +"No, Miss Rachel, de Lord nebber trusted me with any chil'en." + +"Well, who is Phil?" said Miss Schuyler, absently; adding, to one of her +maids, "Take care of that afghan; wrap it in an old linen sheet; it was +knitted by a very dear friend, and I do not want it moth-eaten; I had +rather lose a camel's-hair shawl." Which evidence of regard seemed very +extravagant to the girl who was obeying instructions, but which Joe +thought he appreciated. + +"Haven't I tole ye about Phil, Miss Rachel?" + +"I don't know. I don't think you have; but come down to my room, Joe, +and then I can listen to your story." + +Giving a few more directions, Miss Rachel led the way to a lovely sunny +room, with flower baskets in the windows, soft blue draperies, and +delicate appointments. Seating herself at a desk, and pointing Joe to a +chair, upon which the old man carefully spread a silk handkerchief lest +his clothes should soil the blue cushions, she counted out the money due +him, and placed it in an envelope, saying, as she did so, "Now tell me +about that child." + +"It's a white chile, Miss Rachel." + +"Well, I like white children, Joe, though I must confess the little +colored ones are much more interesting," said Miss Rachel, smiling. + +"I thought you liked my people, Miss Rachel; but this poor Phil's a +gentleman's son, very much come down far's money goes. He is too young +to know much about it, but the girl who takes care of him was brought up +in his family, and she says they was well off once." + +"But what about the boy?" asked Miss Schuyler, a little impatiently. + +"He's a great sufferer, but he's a wonderful chile. He loves to have me +play for him, and then he tells me the thoughts that come to him from +the music. I's no great player, Miss Rachel," said Joe, modestly, "but +you'd think I was, to hear him talk. He sees fairies, and he dreams +beautiful things, and his big brown eyes look as if he could a'most see +'way up into heaven. Oh, he's a strange chile; but he'll die if he stays +up in that garret room and nebber sees the green fields he's so hungry +for." + +Miss Rachel's eyes were moist, but she took a card and pencil from her +desk. "Where does he live--in what street and what number?" + +"I'm sorry, Miss Rachel-- You jess go up the Avenue, and turn down the +fourth or fifth street, and up a block or two, and it's the fust house +with a high stoop and green shutters. I allers go in the alleyway, so I +forgit numbers." + +Miss Schuyler bit her lip to keep from smiling, thought a moment, +scribbled a memorandum, rang the bell, and gave some more directions; +left the room, and came back with her bonnet on. "Can you show me the +way to Phil's house, Joe?" + +"Course I can, Miss Rachel," replied the old man, delighted that his +words had aroused his listener's sympathies. + +"It's not very far; he's all alone, 'cause Lisa has to be away all day. +And I shouldn't wonder"--here he dropped his voice to a whisper--"if +sometimes he was hungry; but he'd nebber say so." + +This latter remark made Miss Schuyler bid Joe wait for her in the hall, +while she went to a closet, found a basket, in which she placed a snowy +napkin, some biscuit, some cold chicken, and a few delicious little +cakes. In her pocket she put a little flask of some strong cordial she +had found of service on her many errands of charity. + +How proud Joe was to be her escort! but how meekly he walked behind the +lady whose footsteps he thought were those of a real gentlewoman, the +only one to whom he would accord this compliment, although he passed +many elegant dames in gay attire. + +The little gray figure, with its neat, quiet simplicity, was his +embodiment of elegance, for somehow Joe had detected the delicate +perfume of a sweet nature and a loving heart--a heart full of Christian +charity and unselfishness. + +They walked for some distance, and the day was so warm that Miss +Schuyler moderated her usual rapid pace to suit the old man's feebler +steps. Off the Avenue a long way, up another, down a side street, until, +amidst a crowded, disagreeable neighborhood, Joe stopped. + +"You had better lead me still, Joe. The boy might be frightened or +annoyed at seeing a stranger: I dare say he's nervous. Go up, and I will +wait outside the door while you ask him if I may come and see him. Wait, +there's a flower stall a little way from here; I will get a bunch. Take +my basket, and I will be back in a few moments. I am glad I thought of +the flowers; children always like them." + +She hastened off, while Joe leaned on his cane and muttered blessings +upon her; but some rude boys beginning to chaff him, he turned on them +with his usual crustiness, and quite forgot his beatitudes. + +Miss Schuyler came back in a few minutes with a lovely bunch of bright +blossoms embosomed in geranium leaves. + +"Now, then, Joe, this shall be my card; take it in, and tell Phil I am +coming." + +"God bress you, Miss Rachel!" was all Joe could reply. + +Miss Rachel had her own way of doing things. It was nothing new for her +to carry flowers and dainties to the sick poor. She had been much with +sick people, and she knew that those who have no luxuries and few +necessaries care for the things which do not really sustain life quite +as much as do those who can command both. + +[TO BE CONTINUED.] + + + + +MY MONKEY. + +BY JIMMY BROWN. + + +[Illustration] + +There never was such luck. I've always thought that I'd rather have a +monkey than be a million heir. There is nothing that could be half so +splendid as a real live monkey, but of course I knew that I never could +have one until I should grow up and go to sea and bring home monkeys and +parrots and shawls to mother just as sailors always do. But I've +actually got a monkey and if you don't believe it just look at these +pictures of him that Mr. Travers made for me and told me to send to the +YOUNG PEOPLE so that Mr. Harper would know that the monkey was genuine +and unadulterated. + +[Illustration] + +It was Mr. Travers that got the monkey for me. One day there came a +woman with an organ and a monkey into our yard. + +She was an Italian, but she could speak a sort of English and she said +that the "murderin' spalpeen of a monkey was just wearing the life of +her out." So says Mr. Travers "What will you take for him?" and says +she, "It's five dollars I'd be after selling him for, and may good luck +go wid ye!" + +What did Mr. Travers do but give her the money and hand the monkey to +me, saying, "Here, Jimmy! take him and be happy." Wasn't I just happy +though? + +[Illustration] + +Jocko--that's the monkey's name--is the loveliest monkey that ever +lived. Toby Tyler may talk about his "Mr. Stubbs," and tell how he +understands everything said to him, and begs for crullers, and all that; +but I tell you "Mr. Stubbs" was just an ordinary illiterit monkey +alongside of my Jocko. I hadn't had him an hour when he got out of my +arms and was on the supper table before I could get him. The table was +all set and Bridget was just going to ring the bell, but the monkey +didn't wait for her. + +[Illustration] + +To see him eating the chicken salad was just wonderful. He finished the +whole dish in about two minutes, and was washing it down with the oil +out of the salad bottle when I caught him. Mother was awfully good about +it and only said, "Poor little beast he must be half starved Susan how +much he reminds me of your brother." A good mother is as good a thing as +a boy deserves, no matter how good he is. + +[Illustration] + +The salad someway did not seem to agree with Jocko for he was dreadfully +sick that night. You should have seen how limp he was, just like a girl +that has fainted away and her young man is trying to lift her up. Mother +doctored him. She gave him castor oil as if he was her own son, and +wrapped him up in a blanket and put a mustard plaster on his stomach and +soaked the end of his tail in warm water. He was all right the next day +and was real grateful. I know he was grateful because he showed it by +trying to do good to others, at any rate to the cat. Our cat wouldn't +speak to him at first, but he coaxed her with milk, just as he had seen +me do and finally caught her. It must have been dreadfully aggravoking +to the cat, for instead of letting her have the milk he insisted that +she was sick and must have medicine. So he took Bridget's bottle of +hair-oil and a big spoon and gave the cat such a dose. When I caught him +and made him let the cat go there were about six table-spoonfuls of oil +missing. Mr. Travers said it was a good thing for it would improve the +cat's voice and make her yowl smoother, and that he had felt for a long +time that she needed to be oiled. Mother said that the monkey was cruel +and it was a shame but I know that he meant to be kind. He knew the oil +mother gave him had done him good, and he wanted to do the cat good. I +know just how he felt, for I've been blamed many a time for trying to do +good, and I can tell you it always hurt my feelings. + +[Illustration] + +The monkey was in the kitchen while Bridget was getting dinner yesterday +and he watched her broil the steak as if he was meaning to learn to cook +and help her in her work, he's that kind and thoughtful. The cat was +outdoors, but two of her kittens were in the kitchen, and they were not +old enough to be afraid of the monkey. When dinner was served Bridget +went up stairs and by-and-by mother says "What's that dreadful smell +sure's you're alive Susan the baby has fallen in to the fire." Everybody +jumped up and ran up stairs, all but me, for I knew Jocko was in the +kitchen and I was afraid it was he that was burning. When I got into the +kitchen there was that lovely monkey broiling one of the kittens on the +gridiron just as he had seen Bridget broil the steak. The kitten's fur +was singeing and she was mewing, and the other kitten was sitting up on +the floor licking her chops and enjoying it and Jocko was on his +hind-legs as solemn and busy as an owl. I snatched the gridiron away +from him and took the kitten off before she was burned any except her +fur, and when mother and Susan came down stairs they couldn't understand +what it was that had been burning and guessed the cook must have put +egg-shell on the fire. + +This is all the monkey has done since I got him day before yesterday. +Father has been away for a week but is coming back in a few days, and +won't he be delighted when he finds a monkey in the house? + + + + +[Illustration: OUR POST-OFFICE BOX] + + + ATHENS, GEORGIA. + + I wish to say to the correspondents who wrote to me for exchange of + postmarks that I can not answer all their letters right away, as I + have received so many, but I will answer them as soon as I can. + + LOUIS J. BRUMBY. + +In justice to Master Louis, we state that the above letter was received +at our office on December 14, 1880, but owing to the crowded state of +our Post-office Box, has been pushed aside until now. + +A large number of our correspondents are in the same trouble as this +Georgia boy. The demands upon them are so large that they can not +possibly obtain a sufficient supply of postmarks, stamps, or other +things to meet them all promptly, and they are in distress, fearing that +they will be thought dishonorable, when they are in reality overwhelmed +by the great number of demands upon their boyish resources. + +The explanation of this trouble is very simple. A boy possessing a small +number of stamps and postmarks, or perhaps a shelf of pretty minerals, +being anxious to obtain more, sends a request for exchange to YOUNG +PEOPLE. Now the subscribers to YOUNG PEOPLE number many thousands, and +the number of readers can not be estimated. A great many of these also +have small collections which they are anxious to enlarge. The +consequence is that the boy who has offered exchange receives to his +astonishment a dozen or more letters daily, many of them containing +specimens for which an immediate return is expected. Now he has started +out with, say, three hundred postmarks--probably not so many--as his +stock in trade, and has offered a given number from the State where he +lives for the same number from any other State. The demands of the first +week exhaust his small store, and even with the help of his friends he +can not collect fast enough to satisfy his correspondents. He can not +use those he has received, even were he willing to part with them, for +they are not from the State from which he has promised specimens, so he +is compelled to work slowly, and appear for the time to be neglectful +and remiss in keeping his promises. Could he answer every letter, and +explain how matters stood, of course all would be right. But he is a +school-boy, and has lessons to learn, or is otherwise employed; and even +if he has leisure, no one needs to be told that to answer a large number +of letters every day is an impossible performance for a boy from ten to +fifteen years old, the average limits of the age of those who offer +exchange in our columns. + +In view of the impossibility of promptly answering all communications, +the Post-office Box is often requested to publish an explanation. +Whenever it is possible, we print these boyish appeals for indulgence, +but they are very often crowded out. + +We are sorry to see so little reason and forbearance on the part of some +boys who fail to receive answers from exchanges at the time they expect. +We have received numerous complaints, to all of which we pay no +attention, and which we often have positive proof are wholly unjust. We +assure those boys from whom we have received such communications that +they do not rise in our estimation by their hasty accusations of their +correspondents, of whose circumstances or character they know nothing, +beyond the mere fact that their letters to them have not been +immediately answered. A boy who is himself honorable will seek excuses +for his delinquent correspondent, and will never accuse him of +unfairness, even in his own mind, unless he has positive proof that the +charge is well founded. In future, all requests for exchange, +accompanied by complaints of the delinquency of other parties, will not +be noticed in our columns. + +Considering the length of our exchange list, these misunderstandings +have been so few that they may be classed as exceptions to the general +rule. The majority of our correspondents speak in the highest terms of +the fairness with which exchanges have been conducted, of the valuable +additions they have made to their collections, and of the pleasant +friendships they have formed. + +In spite of all our good advice in the matter of full and distinctly +written addresses, carelessness in this respect is still the source of +some annoyance. We frequently receive letters from boys and girls who +are troubled because they have received some specimen which they can not +even acknowledge, as the sender omitted either name or address, +sometimes both. We have no space to explain all these matters, and in +such cases leave it for the careless correspondent to learn by +experience the troublous results of inattention. + + * * * * * + +YOUNG MEN'S SOCIETY FOR HOME STUDY.--A very useful society has been +formed in Cambridge, Massachusetts, for the purpose of aiding boys of +fifteen years and upward in systematic study. It is organized under the +lead of such gentlemen as Oliver Wendell Holmes, Henry W. Longfellow, +William D. Howells, Charles Dudley Warner, and others, and is designed +to guide and encourage the youth of America by opening to them, by means +of correspondence, systematic courses of study in various subjects. +Courses of reading and plans of work are arranged, from which +subscribers to the society may select one or more, according to their +taste and leisure, and aid is given them from time to time through +directions and advice. The courses embrace history, natural science, +mathematics, and literatures of different nations, divided into +sections. No subscribers are admitted under fifteen years of age. Each +member pays a fee of two dollars on entering. Full particulars may be +obtained by addressing the secretary, Frederic Gardiner, Jun., +Cambridge, Massachusetts, to whom all communications, marked Y. M. S. on +a corner of the envelope, should be sent by all who desire further +information on the subject, with postage stamp inclosed for the reply. + + * * * * * + + CHESTNUT HILL, MASSACHUSETTS. + + We report willow "pussies" found on Sunday, January 16. As this may + seem incredible, we inclose a sprig of the "pussies." + + J. and M. + +A fresh twig covered with soft, pearly aments accompanied this letter. + + * * * * * + + FERGUS FALLS, MINNESOTA. + + For two winters my gift from a lady who never forgets me is YOUNG + PEOPLE. It is the greatest pleasure I have, for I am a helpless + invalid. I can not stand or take a single step, and never shall + until I walk in the golden streets. I have only the partial use of + my left hand. I can read, and with great effort write a little. I + know so well how to pity the sick and lame children who sometimes + write to the Post-office Box! I want to thank YOUNG PEOPLE for + brightening so many of my weary hours. I mean to have it always. + + EDDIE S. + + * * * * * + + CINCINNATI, OHIO. + + I read in YOUNG PEOPLE about "An Empty Stocking" and the Toy + Mission, and I want to tell the children what we did in our + Kindergarten, Christmas. Our dear teacher told us each to bring a + toy or some pretty thing, and together with some other kind + Kindergarten teachers she made a beautiful tree for the poor + children of the free Kindergartens of Cincinnati. + + I love YOUNG PEOPLE. I am seven years old now, and I am going to + take it until I am a young lady. + + My brother has eight rabbits, and he calls them "The Bucktoot + Family." + + JULIA H. D. + + * * * * * + + MIDDLE BAR, CALIFORNIA. + + My grandma has made me a present of YOUNG PEOPLE. + + My mother says there were some pictures of the place where we live + in HARPER'S MAGAZINE once, and of men washing gold out of the + river. Chinamen get gold out of it now. + + I have never been to school, but I am going when I am twelve. I am + eight now, and my mother teaches me. My brothers are learning + German, and sometimes they talk it to me. + + KATE S. + + * * * * * + + BALTIMORE, MARYLAND. + + Here are some pretty experiments for the Chemists' Club. + + _Tin Tree_.--Pour about a pint of distilled or rain water into a + common decanter; put in three drams of chloride of tin, and about + ten drops of nitric acid. When the chloride of tin is dissolved, + suspend a piece of zinc wire in the mixture, and set the whole + where it will not be disturbed. In a few hours the wire will be + covered with beautiful crystals of tin precipitated from the + solution. In this experiment it is wonderful to see the laminæ, or + thin plates, shoot out, as it were, from nothing. + + _Silver Tree_.--Put into a decanter four drams of nitrate of + silver, and fill up the decanter with distilled or rain water; + then drop in about an ounce of mercury, suspend a piece of zinc + wire, and place the mixture where it will not be moved. In a short + time the silver will be precipitated in beautiful and sparkling + arborescent forms. + + JOHN E. H. + +These metal trees make very beautiful ornaments, and it is very +interesting to watch the formations. A recipe for a lead tree was given +in the Post-office Box of YOUNG PEOPLE No. 48. + + * * * * * + + OCEAN GROVE, NEW JERSEY. + + My school-teacher has started a "Boys' and Girls' Lyceum" in our + school. We prepare original pieces, and answer questions, and we + speak, read, sing, and play on the piano. + + There is a little snow on the ground, and it is very slippery. I + fell off my sled to-day, and cut my cheek. + + I have lots of dolls, and my pet doll is named Louise, after my + mamma. I am nine years old. + + MAUDE M. + + * * * * * + + NEW YORK CITY. + + I am a little boy seven years old. I am in the First Reader. What I + like to do best is to fish. I often catch twenty in one day. I can + swim under water and dive. I do all these things at my + grandmother's in the country. + + ARTHUR D. B. + + My brother Arthur and I have a boat, and we row up the river which + runs in front of our house in the country. Then one of us steers + the boat, while the other sits in the bow with an oar raised, and + the wind and the tide carry us home. I am nine years old. + + FREDDIE C. B. + + * * * * * + + SULLIVAN, INDIANA. + + We think HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE is the best paper published. Mamma + gave it to my sister for a birthday present. I am five years old. I + can read a little, and can print a letter. I printed this. + + We have a calf named Rosie that is only a year and two months old, + and weighs eight hundred and eighty-five pounds. I have a dear + baby brother. + + HELEN M. + + * * * * * + + NEW YORK CITY. + + I enjoy reading HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE very much, although I am + fifteen years old. I am employed in a large hardware house in this + city. I think we boys ought to appreciate the privilege given us in + this paper of exchanging our postage stamps and postmarks. And it + is a satisfaction to feel that the same paper we receive and read + is also received and read by so many other boys and girls in so + many different parts of our own and other countries. + + J. C. L. + + * * * * * + + PROVIDENCE, RHODE ISLAND. + + I want to tell you how near I came to being run over by an engine. + It was one awful cold Saturday morning, and the sidewalk on the + avenue where we slide was all covered with ice. I started at the + top of the hill, and went down very swiftly. At the foot of the + hill there is a railroad, and on one side of it there was a big + snow-bank. When I got to that snow-bank, I could not stop my sled, + and I went clear over it right in front of an engine that was + standing on the track. I got up and took myself and the sled out of + the way in a hurry, and just then the engine started. + + HORACE G. B. + + * * * * * + + COLUMBUS, MISSISSIPPI. + + I am nine years old, and I go to school. We have a class of boys, + and we read in YOUNG PEOPLE instead of a reader. We read all the + stories, and like them very much. We expect to have a railroad here + in a few years, and street cars too. + + Charles W. W. + + * * * * * + + LINCOLN, TENNESSEE, _January_ 18, 1881. + + I have received over thirty applications for Egyptian stamps, and + my supply is exhausted. Applicants will please wait until I can get + more stamps from my sister, who is in Egypt. + + AMBROSE STRANG. + + * * * * * + + NEWPORT, DELAWARE. + + I am very much pleased with YOUNG PEOPLE. My uncle sends it to me, + and also to a little girl in Brooklyn, and one in Illinois. I am + eight years old. My papa reads the stories to us, and also the + letters in the Post-office Box. I think all the little people would + like to hear again from Judith Wolff, of Barranquilla, in the + United States of Colombia. + + NELLIE B. F. + + * * * * * + + I would like to exchange foreign postage stamps and some very old + United States stamps, for coins, minerals, or insects. I am twelve + years old. + + L. A. V. Z., + 52 University Place, New York City. + + * * * * * + + Last Christmas my mamma presented me with a year's subscription to + YOUNG PEOPLE, and I like it so much I think it would be a good plan + for every little boy's mamma to do the same. + + I have a few postage stamps from New Zealand, Turkey, Hong-Kong, + and other localities, which I would like to exchange for others. I + am ten years old. + + PERCY L. MCDERMOTT, + 523 Marcy Avenue, Brooklyn, L. I. + + * * * * * + + I wish to begin a collection of birds' eggs, and will give forty + stamps for four eggs, or ten stamps for one egg. I am eleven years + old. + + FRANK L. BREWER, + 108 West Fifty-seventh Street, New York City. + + * * * * * + + I am trying to get a collection of shells and other curiosities, + but as yet I have very few things. + + I would like to exchange some shells, a wild boar's tooth, and a + few other curiosities, for curiosities and birds' eggs. + + ALICE E. THORP, + P. O. Box 618, Newport, R. I. + + * * * * * + +The following exchanges are also offered by correspondents: + + Postmarks. + + SAM G. SMITH, + Heckatoo, Lincoln County, Ark. + + * * * * * + + Stamps from Sweden and Switzerland, for stamps from Germany. + + ALICE V. SMITH, + Holly Tree Coffee Rooms, Newport, R. I. + + * * * * * + + A Swedish coin of 1871, for ten foreign stamps, or for the same + number of the United States Treasury or Naval Departments. + + JAY H. MALTBY, + Detroit, Becker County, Minn. + + * * * * * + + Postmarks, United States and foreign stamps, silver and copper + coins, Indian relics, and other curiosities. + + E. L. BRICE, Sunbury, Penn. + + * * * * * + + Postmarks, for German, French, Italian, or Spanish stamps. + + B. C. G., + P. O. Box 1138, Mankato, Minn. + + * * * * * + + Stamps, postmarks, birds' eggs, or minerals, for sea-shells, + Florida moss, or any curiosity from the South or far West. + + JEAN C. PORTER, + Warren, Trumbull County, Ohio. + + * * * * * + + Minerals. + + JOHNNIE SEELEY, + Potsdam, St. Lawrence County, N. Y. + + * * * * * + + Indian arrow-heads, for coins. + + CHARLES F. JENKINS, + West Chester, Chester County, Penn. + + * * * * * + + Foreign stamps, for Indian arrow-heads or birds' eggs. + + HOWARD G. CHASE, + 19 Woodland Terrace, West Philadelphia, Penn. + + * * * * * + + One hundred stamps from Brazil, Spain, Australia, and other foreign + countries, for fifteen coins. + + HOWARD J. VAN DOREN, + 89 State Street, Brooklyn, L. I. + + * * * * * + + Foreign, United States, and internal revenue stamps, postmarks, and + United States and foreign coins, for birds' eggs, minerals, or + coins. + + WILLARD BARNES, + Wellsville, Allegany County, N. Y. + + * * * * * + + Twenty-five postmarks, for four birds' eggs. + + CLAUDE N. COMSTOCK, + Albany, Gentry County, Mo. + + * * * * * + + A rock from Missouri, for one from any other State except Colorado. + + HARRY LEE, + Warrensburg, Johnson County, Mo. + + * * * * * + + Postmarks. + + FRANK H. PAYNE, + P. O. Box C, Titusville, Penn. + + * * * * * + + Rare birds' eggs, for others. + + EDDY LOOMIS, + P. O. Box 191, Geneva, N. Y. + + * * * * * + + Stamps, for Indian arrow-heads or other relics, old coins, ocean + curiosities, or South American stamps. Twenty foreign stamps, for a + good specimen of gold ore. + + R. H. REDDISH, + 98 Court Street, Brooklyn, L. I. + + * * * * * + + Postmarks. + + CHARLES H. DAILEY, + Dayton, Campbell County, Ky. + + * * * * * + + Curious rocks from Indiana, for Indian arrow-heads or sea-shells. + + CLARENCE MARSHALL, + Economy, Wayne County, Ind. + + * * * * * + + Patterns for knitted lace. + + HELEN A. SEARING, + Saugerties, Ulster County, N. Y. + + * * * * * + + Postmarks. + + ADOLPH VALOIS, + 267 First Street, Jersey City, N. J. + + * * * * * + + Rock from Italy, for European postage stamps. + + A. J. DENT, + Care of J. E. Dent, Columbia, S. C. + + * * * * * + + Calcite, dog-tooth-spar, amygdaloid, and Roxbury pudding-stone, for + other minerals. Specimens from Nova Scotia especially desired. + + CHARLES GARRISON, + 32 Linwood Street, Roxbury, Mass. + + * * * * * + + Foreign postage stamps, for birds' eggs, Indian relics, ocean + curiosities, or minerals. + + JENNIE DENISON, + Bay City, Mich. + + * * * * * + + Stamps and monograms, for birds' eggs. + + CHARLES G. CARTER, + P. O. Box 1167, Titusville, Penn. + + * * * * * + + Postmarks, for United States and foreign postage stamps. + + CHARLES J. LIVINGOOD, + P. O. Box 200, Reading, Penn. + + * * * * * + + Postage stamps. + + HARRY F. SINCLAIR, + 109 East Seventy-ninth Street, New York city. + + * * * * * + +C. N. C.--The specimen you send is a postmark. For purposes of exchange +it is better to cut the postmark square, as it is more easily pasted in +an album in the manner described in an article on "Stamp Collecting" in +YOUNG PEOPLE No. 54, which has been applied by many of our readers to +postmarks as well. + + * * * * * + +We have been requested to bring to the notice of those correspondents +who may write to Judith Wolff, of Barranquilla, that they can not +receive answers to their letters sooner than six or eight weeks. + + * * * * * + +"ELECTRICITY."--"The Brave Swiss Boy" has not been published in book +form. The entire story, however, is contained in the first nine numbers +of YOUNG PEOPLE, Vol. I. + + * * * * * + +VIRGIE MCL.--We are very sorry to disappoint you, but our Post-office +Box is so crowded that we can not give up space to your poem. Neither +can we print your offer of exchange, for reasons which were given in the +introductory paragraph to the Post-office Box of YOUNG PEOPLE No. 45. + + * * * * * + +NELLIE A. B.--See answer to William D. in the Post-office Box of No. 64. + + * * * * * + +NEW SUBSCRIBER.--The article you inquire about is entitled "A Cheap +Canoe," and is contained in No. 26, page 350, of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, +Vol. I. + + * * * * * + +A. C.--The price of the cover for HARPER'S MAGAZINE is fifty cents. + + * * * * * + +OTIS S.--We can not give the description you desire. + + * * * * * + +C. P. J.--It is now so late in the season that the information you ask +for will not be given in YOUNG PEOPLE until next winter. + + * * * * * + +SCHOOL-BOY.--Ferdinand De Soto, who discovered the Mississippi River, +was born in Estremadura, Spain, about 1495. He came to America when very +young, and was one of the most daring companions of Pizarro in the +conquest of Peru. In 1538 he attempted the conquest of Florida, +believing that he should find heaps of gold there, instead of which he +and his men had a very sad time, and after many misfortunes, gave up +their fruitless search. De Soto died on the banks of the Mississippi in +1542, and his companions, wishing to conceal his death from the Indians, +sunk his body by night in the middle of the river. + + * * * * * + +JULIE J. B.--Juggernaut, the holy city of the Hindoos, is situated on +the Bay of Bengal. Its main street is composed of temples and other +religious edifices, and at the southern end is an immense structure, +said to have been built during the twelfth century, which is dedicated +to the idol Juggernaut--a word signifying "lord of the world." This idol +has an enormous chariot forty-five feet high, and mounted on sixteen +wheels, and during the great festival, which occurs in March, it is +taken from the temple, and being placed on the chariot, is dragged about +the streets by the thousands of pilgrims who come from all parts of +India to this yearly celebration. So terrible are the ignorance and +superstition of these idol-worshippers that, until prevented by the +British authorities, hundreds threw themselves beneath the wheels of +this enormous car during its passage through the city, and were crushed +to death. Even mothers would throw their infants to be killed in this +horrible manner, thinking in this way to secure for them eternal +happiness and favor in the eyes of the hideous idol. Although this +absurd worship is still carried on to a large extent, the sacrifice of +victims is no longer possible. + + * * * * * + +WILLIE PARKHURST.--"How to Build an Ice-Boat" was published in YOUNG +PEOPLE No. 56. + + * * * * * + +FRED B. AND FRED W.--A set of Dallemeyer lenses, even of the smallest +size, is somewhat expensive. You can get good portrait lenses from eight +dollars a set to a very high price. There are other and cheaper kinds +which would, no doubt, answer your purpose. The best thing for you to do +is to go to some large dealer in photographic instruments, and get a +list of styles and prices of lenses and materials.--"The Moral Pirates" +began in YOUNG PEOPLE No. 31, and was concluded in No. 45. + + * * * * * + +Favors are acknowledged from Freddie L. Foster, Kirk Haddock, E. H. +Brown, Mary L. Shober, Maggie A. E., Ettie C. I., Lee M. Hopper, Maud P. +Abbott, John Demarest, Mamie Valentine, William G. Moore, B. F. Corey, +Minnie C. M., Bessie W., Maud C., Samuel K. B., B. T. H., L. Jay E., +Martie W. H., Willie C. C., Lewis H., Pickey and Quinea Francis, Marion +Ellis, Irene McM., Willie Lloyd, "Starlight," Ned Beck, Ina H. Bartlett, +Josephine Beekman, Mertie W. L., Gertrude G., Jimmie Canfield, Stella L. +Paine, Aseneth Michener, Mary Lawrence, David Baker Rushmore, A. G. D., +Willie C. Whetton, Mary L. McCullock. + + * * * * * + +Correct answers to puzzles have been received from Roe Stewart, Howard +B. Lent, Eddie and Willie Kendel, Louise Smith, Bessie Winans, G. J. +Broome, Jun., Charles Gaylor, E. J. W., Carrie M. Pike, "Starry Flag," +Isobel and Harry Jacobs, E. E. Harris, Daisy Mitchell, Allie Maxwell, +Andrew C. De Motte, Charlie Haight. + + * * * * * + +PUZZLES FROM YOUNG CONTRIBUTORS. + +No. 1. + +ENIGMA. + + In frequent, not in oft. + In liquid, not in soft. + In laugh, not in scream. + In vision, not in dream. + In channel, not in strait. + In door, not in gate. + In poach, not in plunder. + In stumble, not in blunder. + In pliant, not in tough. + In coarse, not in rough. + In cycle, not in year. + My whole a season drawing near. + + DAME DURDEN. + + * * * * * + +No. 2. + +RHOMBOID. + +Across.--A cut. A germ. To rip. To pull. In the body. + +Down.--A letter from Washington. In the same manner. Regular. To notice. +To venture. A fish. A pronoun. Another letter from Washington. + + WALTER. + + * * * * * + +No. 3. + +DIAMOND. + +In ride. A character in music. Parts of the body. Suspended. To loose. A +Latin numeral. In ride. + + MARK MARCY. + + * * * * * + +No. 4. + +EASY SQUARES. + +1. First, a musical instrument. Second, a tree found in the East Indies. +Third, a bog. Fourth, a town in Upper Egypt. + + JOHNNIE. + +2. First, prospect. Second, inactive. Third, a girl's name. Fourth, +feeble. + + T. K. P. + + * * * * * + +No. 5. + +ENIGMA. + + In bold, not in shy. + In run, not in fly. + In tongue, not in head. + In white, not in red. + In shore, not in land. + In arm, not in hand. + In fire, not in water. + In lime, not in mortar. + In type, not in feature. + My whole a short-lived creature. + + JOHN N. H. + + * * * * * + +ANSWERS TO PUZZLES IN No. 64. + +No. 1. + + P R + K E G J O T + P E N N Y - R O Y A L + G N U T A G + Y L + +No. 2. + + P R A T E H A B I T + R I P E N A B O D E + A P A R T B O H E A + T E R S E I D E A L + E N T E R T E A L S + + H I G H C R A B + I D L E R O B E + G L E E A B E L + H E E D B E L T + +No. 3. + +Potash. + +No. 4. + +Kentucky. + + * * * * * + +Charade, on page 192--Crowbar. + + + + +HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE. + + +SINGLE COPIES, 4 cents; ONE SUBSCRIPTION, one year, $1.50; FIVE +SUBSCRIPTIONS, one year, $7.00--_payable in advance, postage free_. + +The Volumes of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE commence with the first Number in +November of each year. + +Subscriptions may begin with any Number. When no time is specified, it +will be understood that the subscriber desires to commence with the +Number issued after the receipt of the order. + +Remittances should be made by POST-OFFICE MONEY-ORDER OR DRAFT, to avoid +risk of loss. + + HARPER & BROTHERS, + Franklin Square, N. Y. + + + + +SOLUTION TO TUMBLER TRICK. + + +[Illustration] + +Interlock the prongs of two forks as represented in the engraving; then +firmly wedge the match between one of the lower prongs and the fork +above it, and you will find you can easily balance the match in the +desired position, and also drink the water. + + + + +PREDICAMENTS. + +BY G. B. BARTLETT. + + +This funny game comes from our German cousins, who know how to have a +good time, in spite of their gravity. In the evening they like to join +with their children in merry games around the cheerful lamp and by the +flashing fire, and it is from them that the ideas, or turning points, of +many of our best games come. This one will be found easy enough for the +little ones, and amusing enough for their parents and older friends. + +Any number of people can play. All sit around the room, and each one +whispers to his right-hand neighbor some situation in the form of a +question; for example, "What would you do if your manuscript was left at +your home, forty miles away, and you had not discovered the fact until +you had arisen to lecture?" Or any imaginary predicament may be +suggested; as, "What if you were driving a load of ashes over a steep +hill, and found that you had forgotten to put up the backboard of the +cart?" These questions may also touch upon sentiment; as follows, "If +you were talking sentimentally to a young lady in the woods, what if the +bank on which you were seated proved to be previously occupied by a red +ants' nest?" + +These situations must be as quaint, funny, and varied as possible; and +when one has been whispered to each person, all communicate in the same +manner, to the one on the left, some remedy, which, as well as the +question, must be remembered. These may be of a healing nature, like +Russia salve, soothing syrup, poor man's plaster; or serious, like a +gunshot, a halter, or an elopement; and when recited, are prefixed with +the words, "I should try," or some appropriate beginning. + +When all are provided with a situation and a remedy, the game is begun +by some one, who calls upon a lady or gentleman by name, and then asks, +"What would you do if--" and adds the predicament which has been given +to the speaker. The person addressed then replies, "I should try--" and +gives the remedy which has been whispered to him. + +The combination seldom fails to prove very amusing, either from the +exceedingly apt or the eccentric nature of the dialogue. The player who +gave the remedy proceeds at once to call out another name, the gentlemen +usually naming a lady, and the ladies a gentleman, and thus the game +goes merrily on. In order to make it perfectly clear to the children, it +may be well to give a few connected questions and answers: + +"Mr. Smith, what would you do if you were up in a balloon, and should +break your head against the tail of a comet?" + +"I should buy a cabbage."--"Miss Johnson, if you were dancing the +heel-and-toe polka, and should fall in the middle of the ball-room, what +would you do?" + +"I should preserve my equilibrium."--"Mr. Roberts, if your heart were +broken, what would you do?" + +"Bind her over to keep the peace."--"Miss Lewis, what would you do if +you were compelled to use the same glass as a beggar?" + +"I should say, 'Drink to me only with thine eyes.'"--"Mr. Brown, what if +you failed to make an impression?" + +"I should try indelible ink." + + + + +A CHARADE. + +BY H. + + + My first may grace the festive board + With rosy colors bright, + And from the pantry's spicy hoard + 'Tis often brought to light. + + But shared beside the mountain stream, + Or by old ocean's swell, + Where many happy lovers dream, + Its value who can tell? + + My second is what you, I hope, + Will never do to me; + But lest you should, your Bible ope, + And there your fate you'll see. + + But in my whole what happy hours, + What moments rare, are spent, + Kissed by the breeze to which the flowers + Their savors sweet have lent! + + Through fairy-land, unknowing care, + The spirit wanders free, + While birds with music fill the air-- + Oh, give my whole to me! + + + + +[Illustration: AN ACHIEVEMENT. + +"Hi, Tom, look! 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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: Harper's Young People, February 8, 1881 + An Illustrated Weekly + +Author: Various + +Release Date: January 27, 2014 [EBook #44768] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, FEB 8, 1881 *** + + + + +Produced by Annie R. McGuire + + + + + +</pre> + + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_225" id="Page_225">[Pg 225]</a></span></p> + +<div class="center"> +<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary=""> +<tr><td align="left"><a href="#MUFFLED">MUFFLED.</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align="left"><a href="#LILYS_BALL">LILY'S BALL.</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align="left"><a href="#THE_PIRATE_KIDD">THE PIRATE KIDD.</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align="left"><a href="#TOBY_TYLER">TOBY TYLER;</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align="left"><a href="#A_SNOW_BLOCKADE">A SNOW BLOCKADE.</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align="left"><a href="#EMBROIDERY_FOR_GIRLS">EMBROIDERY FOR GIRLS.</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align="left"><a href="#THE_CRANES_OF_IBYCUS">THE CRANES OF IBYCUS.</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align="left"><a href="#PHILS_FAIRIES">PHIL'S FAIRIES.</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align="left"><a href="#MY_MONKEY">MY MONKEY.</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align="left"><a href="#OUR_POST_OFFICE_BOX">OUR POST-OFFICE BOX.</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align="left"><a href="#SOLUTION_TO_TUMBLER_TRICK">SOLUTION TO TUMBLER TRICK.</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align="left"><a href="#PREDICAMENTS">PREDICAMENTS.</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align="left"><a href="#A_CHARADE">A CHARADE.</a></td></tr> +</table></div> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 1000px;"> +<img src="images/ill_001.jpg" width="1000" height="386" alt="Banner: Harper's Young People" /> +</div> + +<hr class="full" /> + +<div class="center"> +<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" width="100%" summary=""> +<tr><td align="left"><span class="smcap">Vol</span>. II.—<span class="smcap">No</span>. 67.</td><td align="center"><span class="smcap">Published by</span> HARPER & BROTHERS, <span class="smcap">New York</span>.</td><td align="right"><span class="smcap">Price Four Cents</span>.</td></tr> +<tr><td align="left">Tuesday, February 8, 1881.</td><td align="center">Copyright, 1881, by <span class="smcap">Harper & Brothers</span>.</td><td align="right">$1.50 per Year, in Advance.</td></tr> +</table></div> + +<hr class="full" /> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 417px;"><a name="MUFFLED" id="MUFFLED"></a> +<img src="images/ill_002.jpg" width="417" height="600" alt="" /> +<span class="caption">ATTACKED IN THE PASS.—<span class="smcap">Drawn by Frenzeny</span>.</span> +</div> + +<h2>MUFFLED.</h2> + +<h3>BY WILLIAM O. STODDARD.</h3> + +<p>"Rube, me boy, what's the name of this?" exclaimed Pat Linihan, as the +last wagon of the mining outfit was hauled into position, and the +grizzled veteran he spoke to was dragging the harness from his favorite +span of mules.</p> + +<p>"The name of it? Do you mean this hollow we've pulled up in?"</p> + +<p>"Dade an' I do, thin. Ye've put a name of some kind to ivery rock an' +bush we've seen the day."</p> + +<p>"Well, then, mebbe it's the Chico Valley. It's a place I'll be glad to +git out of with all the hair on my head."</p> + +<p>"It's a swate spot, for all that. Is it near here thim Wallopy red-skins +lives that makes it a bad boordin'-house for white min?"</p> + +<p>"Yes, this is just the place. But there isn't many of 'em, and we didn't +send 'em word we was comin'. Mebbe we'll find our way through the pass +before they scent us. They're venomous, they are. Worst kind."</p> + +<p>The two mules had been standing as if they were listening to him, but +now, as old Rube cast them loose, the off mule suddenly threw up his +heels and set out at a sharp trot into the grass, while his mate +stretched his long neck forward in a sonorous bray.</p> + +<p>"That'll do, Gov'nor," remarked Rube. "We all know you kin do it. You +and the Senator had better jest feed yer level best while yer chance is +good. Mebbe you'll be an Indian's mule yet, before you die."</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_226" id="Page_226">[Pg 226]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Saints preserve thim, thin. It's foine mules they are," said Pat, very +soberly. "Misther Adams, was ye hearin' the charakther he gave the place +we're in?"</p> + +<p>"Is there any danger, Rube?—any real danger?"</p> + +<p>"Not if we can find our way through the pass, Charlie. It's more like +the neck of a bottle than anything else. Hope they haven't corked it up +with rocks for us."</p> + +<p>A tall, slightly built boy was Charlie Adams, and his bright blue eyes +were wide open, with a look in which there was more fun and love of +adventure than fear of anything—even of Hualapais<a name="FNanchor_1_1" id="FNanchor_1_1"></a><a href="#Footnote_1_1" class="fnanchor">[1]</a> Indians.</p> + +<p>He had been staring around the broad level valley while the miners were +going into camp, and it did seem as if he had never looked upon anything +more beautiful. The grass was so luxuriant and green; the scattered +groves had been set down exactly in the right places; the mountains +arose so grandly on every side; surely there could not have been +imagined a prettier picture in a more wonderful frame. He said so to +Rube Sarrow, but all the reply he got from the grim old wagon-master +was,</p> + +<p>"Ye-es, and the red-skins mean to keep it. Thar's been more than one +outfit wiped out a-tryin' to squeeze through the Union Pass."</p> + +<p>The wagons of the train were drawn up in two rows, about fifty yards +apart, the light "ambulance," from which Rube had unhitched the Governor +and the Senator, was pulled across one of the open spaces at the end, +and a brisk fire had been started at the other. The ground so inclosed +contained room enough to "corral" all the mules and horses of the train +in case of an attack, and the members of that exploring party were +likely to be able to defend such a fort against any ordinary band of red +men.</p> + +<p>Not a sign of the presence of Indians in the neighborhood had yet been +discovered, and before the middle of the afternoon the scouts sent out +came in with a couple of fat deer.</p> + +<p>"That looks well," growled old Rube. "The valley hasn't been hunted out +lately. Mebbe we'll git through all right."</p> + +<p>The animals were watched pretty carefully, nevertheless, and they all +had a good long rest and time to feed.</p> + +<p>"They'd betther make the best of it," said Pat Linihan to Charlie Adams. +"It's a long pull and a hard one they've got before thim. Wud thim +red-skins take the skelp of a mule, do ye s'pose?"</p> + +<p>"They'd give more for yours, Pat. They'd risk almost anything for hair +as red as you have. Light their pipes, you know."</p> + +<p>"That's more'n I kin do wid it mesilf. But thim ambulance mules, now. +Luk at the ears of thim. Did yez iver see the loike on any human bein' +before?"</p> + +<p>The Governor and the Senator were mules of the largest and ungainliest +type, and they seemed to remember enough of what Rube had said about +Indians to keep them pretty close to the camp all the evening. None of +the others were permitted to stray to any great distance, and about +midnight they were all silently collected.</p> + +<p>The men had taken the whole matter as quietly as had their four-footed +servants, eating and sleeping as if there were no Indians in the world, +or at least in the neighborhood of the Hualapais Mountains and the Union +Pass.</p> + +<p>All the men, perhaps; but Charlie Adams was not a man yet, and the young +blood was tingling through his veins at the thought of actual danger and +an attack from Indians. There was no need to wake him up or call him +when the time came to get ready for another march. He was wide awake +from head to foot, and seemed to be everywhere at once, with his +repeating carbine in his hand.</p> + +<p>It was a queer piece of work Rube and his teamsters were at for the next +hour or so. They began by wrapping all the old blankets they had, and +some new ones, around the circumference of the wagon wheels, and they +greased the journals of the axles until there was no chance left for a +squeak to come from them.</p> + +<p>"They'll travel without a sound," said old Rube. "How're ye gittin' on +with the critters, boys?"</p> + +<p>That had been a job which interested Charlie Adams exceedingly. Every +mule and horse was fitted with a pair of buffalo-skin or blanket +moccasins, so that his feet would fall silently upon the hardest ground. +Some of the men said "shoes," some "boots," and Pat Linihan called them +"stockin's, begorra"; but Rube said "moccasins," and Charlie took him at +his word.</p> + +<p>Between one and two o'clock, the camp, with its fire piled up to a +brighter blaze than ever, was left behind them, and the long mining +train moved onward toward the dangerous pass. It was wonderful how +little noise they made, and Pat Linihan remarked to old Rube:</p> + +<p>"Sure an' it's the first toime I iver druv a muffled mule."</p> + +<p>"Muffle yer tongue," growled old Rube. "That's one thing I forgot."</p> + +<p>They made good speed, and before long Charlie Adams was aware that the +narrow wagon trail they were following had led them between great walls +of rock.</p> + +<p>"We'll do it," whispered old Rube to Charlie. "They're up there on the +cliffs, some of 'em, as a matter of course; but we're going to beat 'em +this time. They have an awful advantage over any fellows down here. All +they need do is to tumble down rocks on us in some places. There's just +one bad spot to go by now," said he, a little later, "but it's almost +daylight. I wish we were well past the neck."</p> + +<p>Nearer and nearer drew the walls of rock, but there were no sounds made +for them to echo, until at last, as he and the Senator pulled their +ambulance over an unusually rough place, and paused for breath, the +Governor seized the opportunity to stretch out his ugly neck.</p> + +<p>Oh! what a bray was that! It seemed to fill every cranny of the Union +Pass, and stir up the sleeping echoes, and climb up over the crags, and +old Rube instantly shouted:</p> + +<p>"Whip up, boys! Forward now for your lives! That thar was jest one other +thing we forgot to muffle."</p> + +<p>The whips cracked sharply enough now, and the Governor received at least +his share in payment for his music.</p> + +<p>There was no more silence. In less than a minute the heights above them +rang with fierce whoops and yells. The savages had been taken a little +by surprise, but they were there, and they had been waiting for that +train. It had nearly passed them, but they were determined to make an +effort for its capture.</p> + +<p>Whoop after whoop, and then the crash and thud of rocky masses tumbling +down the chasm.</p> + +<p>It was getting lighter every minute, and Charlie Adams strained his +bright eyes up along the crags in the hope of seeing a mark for his +carbine.</p> + +<p>Suddenly the sharp reports of rifles came from the front, and old Rube +exclaimed:</p> + +<p>"Indians in the pass! That's bad. We were almost through."</p> + +<p>So they were, for the ambulance Pat was driving, and that Rube and +Charlie were guarding, was the very tail of the train.</p> + +<p>"Look out, Charlie."</p> + +<p>"Bedad, they've done it! What'll I do now?"</p> + +<p>A heavy bowlder had come smashing down through the tilted top of the +ambulance, making dire destruction of the closely packed stowage, and +startling Pat half out of his wits.</p> + +<p>"Unhitch! Save your mules!"</p> + +<p>The Governor and the Senator had something to say about that. They were +worse scared than Pat himself, and they declared it, as mules will, in +about half a bray<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_227" id="Page_227">[Pg 227]</a></span> apiece, but then they sprang wildly away up the pass, +dragging behind them the battered ambulance, Pat and all.</p> + +<p>"Go it, Pat! Come on, Charlie! There's a fight ahead, but we're beyond +the neck."</p> + +<p>The "fight ahead" was over quickly enough, for less than half a dozen +Indians had clambered swiftly down to hide behind logs and rocks, and +try to check the advance of the train. It was getting light enough for +them to use their rifles, but so could the miners, and that was bad for +that squad of "Wallopies," as Pat called them. Only two of them climbed +up the rocks again, and all the harm they did was to wound three of the +mules, and send a ball through the arm of a driver. Their friends on the +heights were fairly driven to cover again by the storm of rifle-bullets +sent after them, and Charlie Adams's carbine cracked as loudly as if he +had been six feet high and weighed two hundred pounds.</p> + +<p>"I wonder if I hit any of them?" he said to Rube, after they reached an +open place and halted the train.</p> + +<p>"Dunno 'bout that. Most likely. I kinder hope we barked some on 'em. But +that there was a leetle the tightest squeeze I ever hed in Union Pass. +All because I didn't muffle the bray of that mule."</p> + +<p>"Did ye know," added Pat, "the big stone that kim into the ambylance +mashed in the molasses kag? It's a swate mess they've made of it."</p> + +<hr class="chap" /> +<h2><a name="LILYS_BALL" id="LILYS_BALL">LILY'S BALL.</a></h2> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Lily gave a party,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">And her little playmates all,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Gayly dressed, came in their best</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">To dance at Lily's ball.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Little Quaker Primrose</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Sat and never stirred,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">And, except in whispers,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Never spoke a word.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Tulip fine and Dahlia</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Shone in silk and satin;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Learned old Convolvulus</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Was tiresome with his Latin.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Snowdrop nearly fainted</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Because the room was hot,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">And went away before the rest</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">With sweet Forget-me-not.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Pansy danced with Daffodil,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Rose with Violet;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Silly Daisy fell in love</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">With pretty Mignonette.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">But when they danced the country-dance,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">One could scarcely tell</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Which of these two danced it best—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Cowslip or Heather-bell.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Between the dances, when they all</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Were seated in their places,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">I thought I'd never seen before</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">So many pretty faces.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">But of all the pretty maidens</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">I saw at Lily's ball,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Darling Lily was to me</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">The sweetest of them all.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">And when the dance was over,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">They went down stairs to sup,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">And each had a taste of honey-cake,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">With dew in a buttercup.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">And all were dressed to go away</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Before the set of sun;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">And Lily said "Good-by!" and gave</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">A kiss to every one.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">And before the moon or a single star</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Was shining overhead,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Lily and all her little friends</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Were fast asleep in bed.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="chap" /> +<h2><a name="THE_PIRATE_KIDD" id="THE_PIRATE_KIDD">THE PIRATE KIDD.</a></h2> + +<p>The tumult in New Amsterdam when, in August, 1664, English men-of-war +appeared in the bay was excessive. An embassy was sent to the English +commander, Nichols, at Gravesend Bay; it was composed of the Dutch +clergyman and his brother, a physician. The English refused to hear of +anything but submission, and brave Governor Stuyvesant yielded to the +storm. No blood was shed, no gun fired; the town submitted peacefully to +the invader, and its name was changed from New Amsterdam to New York.</p> + +<p>But the Dutch longed for their natural government, and more than once it +was reported that the great Admiral De Ruyter, at the head of the fleet +with which he swept the European seas, was coming to Sandy Hook, and +would retake the city. But he never came. A few years later, in the +second Dutch war, 1673, a fleet of twenty-three ships from Holland +sailed through the Narrows, reduced the fort on Staten Island, and +recaptured New York. But in 1674 peace was made between Holland and +England, and New York was restored to the English.</p> + +<p>From that time for many years Sandy Hook witnessed no hostile armament, +and only the white sails of the peaceful trader entered the deep channel +that opens into the Lower Bay.</p> + +<p>New York flourished in quiet ease; its Dutch burgomasters were changed +to aldermen; its fair young maidens with their admirers made up boating +parties from the Battery, or rode in gigs up to the famous Kissing Gate. +But all the people of New York were not so respectable; it was, in fact, +the haunt of disreputable persons and marauders from all parts of the +world, and among them might be seen about this time the rough, bronzed +face, the sturdy figure, of the cruel pirate Kidd. Possessed of a +considerable fortune, which he had made in a sea-faring life, Kidd had +retired from his occupation, whatever it had been, and settled +peacefully with his wife and children in New York. He was probably +looked upon as a substantial citizen. He was thought a skillful sailor. +And when in 1695 the English government resolved to send a ship to the +East Indies to put down the pirates who swarmed in the sea between +Arabia and Bombay, the Governor of New York, Lord Bellamont, selected +Kidd to command the expedition.</p> + +<p>Kidd went over to London, was given a fine ship, the <i>Adventure</i> galley, +and came back to New York to gather his crew. He was sure of finding +here desperate men willing to aid him in any wicked enterprise. The ship +was soon manned, and in February, 1697, sailed out from Sandy Hook on +its dreadful voyage. Instead of putting down piracy, Kidd became the +most cruel and terrible of pirates. He haunted the Eastern seas, +plundered the rich vessels of Arabia, Armenia, or Portugal, and made +such enormous profits that even his sailors grew wealthy. But his savage +cruelty was terrible even to his own crew. He cut the throats of his +prisoners, or plunged them into the sea. The pirate ship was a scene of +demoniac wickedness. One of his crew, whom he had called a dog, cried +out, in remorse, "Yes, I am a dog; but it is you that have made me so." +Kidd, enraged, struck him dead at a blow.</p> + +<p>Possessed of an immense fortune in gold, silver, jewels, the pirate came +back to New York in 1699, hoping, perhaps, to purchase a pardon for all +his crimes with the aid of his powerful friends. Once more the Adventure +galley, or some other vessel of his fleet, sailed by the Hook, stained +with blood and massacre, but laden with a cargo richer than any ship had +ever brought to the quiet city before. Tradition relates that Kidd had +his friends in the coves and bays of Long Island; that he deposited +$200,000 in gold dust and coin on Gardiner's Island; that he buried his +treasure on Martha's Vineyard, and lived in a cave still seen on its +lonely shore. His ship he is supposed to have<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_228" id="Page_228">[Pg 228]</a></span> sunk near Verplanck's +Point, on the Hudson, and here a party of persons may at times be seen +diligently laboring to find the sunken vessel. To Mrs. Gardiner, of +Gardiner's Island, Kidd gave a robe of cloth of gold that was long +preserved in the family. He strove to hide from the agents of the +government, who were in pursuit of him, but was decoyed to Boston, +carried to England, tried for piracy, condemned, and executed. It is +said that the first rope used to hang him broke, and he fell to the +ground; a second was brought, and the horrible monster perished at last, +March 23, 1701. From that time pirates were banished from the American +ports, although they still swarmed in the West Indian seas and all the +unfrequented parts of the ocean.</p> + +<hr class="chap" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 437px;"> +<img src="images/ill_003.jpg" width="437" height="500" alt="" /> +<span class="caption">THE FIRST MOUSE.</span> +</div> + +<hr class="chap" /> +<h4><a name="TOBY_TYLER" id="TOBY_TYLER">[Begun in No. 58 of <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span>, December 7.]</a></h4> + +<h2>TOBY TYLER;</h2> + +<h3>OR, TEN WEEKS WITH A CIRCUS.</h3> + +<h3>BY JAMES OTIS.</h3> + +<h3><span class="smcap">Chapter IX</span>.</h3> + +<h3>THE DINNER PARTY.</h3> + +<p>At noon Toby was thoroughly tired out, for whenever any one spoke kindly +to him, Mr. Lord seemed to take a malicious pleasure in giving him extra +tasks to do, until Toby began to hope that no one else would pay any +attention to him. On this day he was permitted to go to dinner first, +and after he returned he was left in charge of the booth. Trade being +dull, as it usually was during the dinner hour, he had very little work +to do after he had cleaned the glasses and set things to rights +generally.</p> + +<p>Therefore when he saw the very thin form of the skeleton emerge from his +tent and come toward him, he was particularly pleased, for he had begun +to think very kindly of the thin man and his fleshy wife.</p> + +<p>"Well, Toby," said the skeleton, as he came up to the booth, carefully +dusted Mr. Lord's private chair, and sat down very cautiously in it, as +if he had expected that it would break down under his weight, "I hear +you've been making quite a hero of yourself by capturing the monkeys +last night."</p> + +<p>Toby's freckled face reddened with pleasure as he heard these words, and +he stammered out, with considerable difficulty, "I didn't do anything; +it was Mr. Stubbs that brought 'em back."</p> + +<p>"Mr. Stubbs!" and here the skeleton laughed so heartily that Toby was +afraid he would dislocate some of his thinly covered joints. "When you +was tellin' about Mr. Stubbs yesterday, I thought you meant some one +belonging to the company. You ought to have seen my wife Lilly shake +with laughing when I told her who Mr. Stubbs was."</p> + +<p>"Yes," said Toby, at a loss to know just what to say, "I should think +she would shake when she laughs."</p> + +<p>"She does," replied the skeleton. "If you should see her when something +funny strikes her, you'd think she was one of those big plates of jelly +that they have in the bake-shop windows;" and Mr. Treat looked proudly +at the gaudy picture which represented his wife in all her monstrosity +of flesh. "She's a great woman, Toby, an' she's got a great head."</p> + +<p>Toby nodded his head in assent. He would have liked to have said +something nice regarding Mrs. Treat, but he really did not know what to +say, and thus he simply contented himself and the fond husband by +nodding.</p> + +<p>"She thinks a good deal of you, Toby," continued the skeleton, as he +moved his chair to a position more favorable for him to elevate his feet +on the edge of the counter, and placed his handkerchief under him as a +cushion; "she's talking of you all the time, and if you wasn't such a +little fellow, I should begin to be jealous of you—I should, upon my +word."</p> + +<p>"You're both very good," stammered Toby, so weighted down by a sense of +the honor heaped upon him as to be at a loss for words.</p> + +<p>"An' she wants to see more of you. She made me come out here now, when +she knew Mr. Lord would be away, to tell you that we're goin' to have a +little kind of a friendly dinner in our tent to-morrow—she's cooked it +all herself, or she's going to—and we want you to come in an' have some +with us."</p> + +<p>Toby's eyes glistened at the thought of the unexpected pleasure, and +then his face grew sad as he replied, "I'd like to come first-rate, Mr. +Treat, but I don't s'pose Mr. Lord would let me stay away from the shop +long enough."</p> + +<p>"Why, you won't have any work to do to-morrow, Toby—it's Sunday."</p> + +<p>"So it is," said the boy, with a pleased smile, as he thought of the day +of rest which was so near. And then he added, quickly: "An' this is +Saturday afternoon; what fun the boys at home are havin'! You see, there +hain't any school Saturday afternoon, an' all the fellers go out in the +woods."</p> + +<p>"And you wish you were there to go with them, don't you?" asked the +skeleton, sympathetically.</p> + +<p>"Indeed I do!" exclaimed Toby, quickly; "it's twice as good as any +circus that ever was."</p> + +<p>"But you didn't think so before you came with us, did you?"</p> + +<p>"I didn't know so much about circuses then as I do now," replied the +boy, sadly.</p> + +<p>Mr. Treat saw that he was touching on a sore subject, and one which was +arousing sad thoughts in his little companion's mind, and he hastened to +change it at once.</p> + +<p>"Then I can tell Lilly that you'll come, can I?"</p> + +<p>"Oh yes, I'll be sure to be there; an' I want you to know just how good +I think you both are to me."</p> + +<p>"That's all right, Toby," said Mr. Treat, with a pleased expression on +his face; "an' you may bring Mr. Stubbs with you, if you want to."</p> + +<p>"Thank you," said Toby, "I'm sure Mr. Stubbs will be just as glad to +come as I shall. But where will we be to-morrow?"</p> + +<p>"Right here. We always stay over Sunday at the place where we show +Saturday. But I must be going, or Lilly will worry her life out of her +for fear I'm somewhere getting<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_229" id="Page_229">[Pg 229]</a></span> cold; she's awful careful of me, that +woman is. You'll be on hand to-morrow at one o'clock, won't you?"</p> + +<p>"Indeed I will," said Toby, emphatically, "an' I'll bring Mr. Stubbs +with me too."</p> + +<p>With a friendly nod of the head, the skeleton hurried away to re-assure +his wife that he was safe and well, and before he had hardly disappeared +within the tent, Toby had another caller, who was none other than his +friend old Ben, the driver.</p> + +<p>"Well, my boy," shouted Ben, in his cheery, hearty tones, "I haven't +seen you since you left the wagon so sudden last night. Did you get +shook up much?"</p> + +<p>"Oh no," replied Toby; "you see, I hain't very big, an' then I struck in +the mud, so I got off pretty easy."</p> + +<p>"That's a fact, an' you can thank your lucky stars for it, too, for I've +seen grown-up men get pitched off a wagon in that way, an' break their +necks doin' it. But has Job told you where you was going to sleep +to-night? You know we stay over here till to-morrow."</p> + +<p>"I didn't think anything about that; but I s'pose I'll sleep in the +wagon, won't I?"</p> + +<p>"You can sleep at the hotel, if you want to; but the beds will likely be +dirty, an' if you take my advice, you'll crawl into some of the wagons +in the tent."</p> + +<p>Ben then explained to him that after his work was done that night, he +would not be expected to report for duty until the time for starting +Sunday night, and he concluded his remarks by saying:</p> + +<p>"Now you know what your rights are, an' don't you let Job impose on you +in any way. I'll be round here after you get through work, an' we'll +bunk in somewhere together."</p> + +<p>The arrival of Messrs. Lord and Jacobs put a stop to the conversation, +and was the signal of Toby's time of trial. It seemed to him, and with +good reason, that the chief delight which these men had in life was to +torment him, for neither ever spoke a pleasant word to him; and when one +was not giving him some difficult work to do, or finding fault in some +way, the other would be sure to be at it, and Toby had very little +comfort from the time he began work in the morning until he stopped at +night.</p> + +<p>It was not until after the evening performance was over that Toby had a +chance to speak with Mr. Stubbs, and then he was so tired that he simply +took the old monkey from the cage, nestled him under his jacket, and lay +down with him to sleep in the place which old Ben had selected.</p> + +<p>When the morning came, Mr. Stubbs aroused his young master at a much +earlier hour than he would have awakened had he been left to himself, +and the two went out for a short walk before breakfast. They went +instinctively toward the woods, and when the shade of the trees was once +reached, how the two revelled in their freedom! Mr. Stubbs climbed into +the trees, swung himself from one to the other by means of his tail, +gathered half-ripe nuts, which he threw at his master, tried to catch +the birds, and had a good time generally.</p> + +<p>Toby, stretched at full length on the mossy bank, watched the antics of +his pet, laughing boisterously at times as Mr. Stubbs would do some one +thing more comical than usual, and forgot there was in this world such a +thing as a circus, or such a man as Job Lord. It was to Toby a morning +without a flaw, and he took no heed of the time, until the sound of the +church bells warned him of the lateness of the hour, reminding him at +the same time of where he should be—where he would be if he was at home +with Uncle Daniel.</p> + +<p>In the mean time the old monkey had been trying to attract his young +master's attention, and, failing in his efforts, he came down from out +the tree, crept softly up to Toby, and nestled his head under the boy's +arm.</p> + +<p>This little act of devotion seemed to cause Toby's grief to burst forth +afresh, and clasping the monkey around the neck, hugging him close to +his bosom, he sobbed:</p> + +<p>"Oh, Mr. Stubbs, Mr. Stubbs, how lonesome we are! If we was only at +Uncle Daniel's, we'd be the two happiest people in all this world. We +could play on the hay, or go up to the pasture, or go down to the +village, an' I'd work my fingers off if I could only be there just once +more. It was wicked for me to run away, an' now I'm gettin' paid for +it."</p> + +<p>He hugged the monkey closely, swayed his body to and fro, presenting a +perfect picture of grief. The monkey, not knowing what to make of this +changed mood, cowered whimperingly in his arms, looking up into his +face, and licking the boy's hands with his tongue whenever he had the +opportunity.</p> + +<p>It was some time before Toby's grief exhausted itself, and then, still +clasping the monkey, he hurried out of the woods to the town and the now +thoroughly hated circus tents.</p> + +<p>The clocks were just striking one as Toby entered the inclosure used by +the show as a place of performance, and, remembering his engagement with +the skeleton and his wife, he went directly to their tent. From the +odors which assailed him as he entered, it was quite evident that a +feast of no mean proportions was in course of preparation, and<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_230" id="Page_230">[Pg 230]</a></span> Toby's +very great appetite came to him in full vigor. Even the monkey seemed +affected by the odor, for he danced about on his master's shoulder, and +chattered so that Toby was obliged to choke him a little in order to +make him present a respectable appearance.</p> + +<p>When Toby reached the interior of the tent, he was astonished at the +extent of the preparations that were being made, and gazed around him in +surprise. The platform on which the lean man and fat woman were in the +habit of exhibiting themselves now bore a long table, loaded with +eatables; and from the fact that eight or ten chairs were ranged around +it, Toby understood that he was not the only guest at the feast. Some +little attempt had also been made at decoration by festooning that end +of the tent at which the platform was placed with two or three flags and +some streamers, and the tent poles were fringed with tissue-paper of the +brightest colors.</p> + +<p>Toby had had only time enough to notice this, when the skeleton advanced +toward him, and with the liveliest appearance of pleasure, said, as he +took him by the hands with a grip that made him wince,</p> + +<p>"It gives me great joy, Mr. Tyler, to welcome you at one of our little +home reunions, if one can call a tent, that is moved every day in the +week, home."</p> + +<p>Toby hardly knew whom Mr. Treat referred to when he said "Mr. Tyler," +but by the time his hands were released from the bony grasp, he +understood that it was himself who was spoken to.</p> + +<p>The skeleton then formally introduced him to the other guests present, +who were sitting in one end of the tent, and evidently anxiously +awaiting the coming feast.</p> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 338px;"> +<img src="images/ill_004.jpg" width="338" height="400" alt="" /> +<span class="caption">TOBY IS INTRODUCED TO THE ALBINOS.</span> +</div> + +<p>"These," said Mr. Treat, as he waved his hand toward two white-haired, +pink-eyed young ladies, who sat with their arms twined around each +other's waists, and had been eying the monkey with some appearance of +fear, "are the Miss Cushings, known to the world as the Albino Children; +they command a large salary, and form a very attractive feature of our +exhibition."</p> + +<p>The young ladies arose at the same time, as if they had been the Siamese +Twins, and could not act independently of each other, and bowed.</p> + +<p>Toby made the best bow he was capable of, and the monkey made frantic +efforts to escape, as if he would enjoy twisting his paws in their +perpendicular hair.</p> + +<p>"And this," continued Mr. Treat, pointing to a sickly, sour-looking +individual, who was sitting apart from the others, with his arms folded, +and looking as if he was counting the very seconds before the dinner +should begin, "is the wonderful Signor Castro, whose sword-swallowing +feats you have doubtless heard of."</p> + +<p>Toby stepped back just one step, as if overwhelmed by awe at beholding +the signor in the guise of a humble individual, and the gentleman who +gained his livelihood by swallowing swords unbent his dignity so far as +to unfold his arms, and present a very dirty-looking hand for Toby to +shake. The boy took hold of the outstretched hand, wondering why the +signor never used soap and water, and Mr. Stubbs, apparently afraid of +the sour-looking man, retreated to Toby's shoulder, where he sat +chattering and scolding about the introduction.</p> + +<p>Again the skeleton waved his hand, and this time he introduced +"Mademoiselle Spelletti, the wonderful snake-charmer, whose exploits in +this country, and before the crowned heads of Europe, had caused the +whole world to stand aghast at her daring."</p> + +<p>Mademoiselle Spelletti was a very ordinary-looking young lady of about +twenty-five years of age, who looked very much as if her name might +originally have been Murphy, and she too extended a hand for Toby to +grasp, only her hand was clean, and she appeared to be a very much more +pleasant acquaintance than the gentleman who swallowed swords.</p> + +<p>This ended the introductions, and Toby was just looking around for a +seat, when Mrs. Treat, the fat lady, and the giver of the feast which +was about to come, and which already smelled so invitingly, entered from +behind a curtain of canvas, where the cooking-stove was supposed to be +located.</p> + +<p>She had every appearance of being the cook for the occasion. Her sleeves +were rolled up, her hair tumbled and frowzy, and there were several +unmistakable marks of grease on the front of her calico dress.</p> + +<p>She waited for no ceremony, but rushed up to Toby, and taking him in her +arms, gave him such a squeeze that there seemed to be every possibility +that she would break all the bones in his body; and she kept him so long +in this bear-like embrace that Mr. Stubbs reached his little brown paws +over, and got such a hold of her hair that all present, save Signor +Castro, rushed forward to release her from the monkey's grasp.</p> + +<p>"You dear little thing," said Mrs. Treat, paying but very little +attention to the hair-pulling she had just undergone, and holding Toby +at arm's-length, where she could look into his face, "you were so late +that I was afraid you wasn't coming, and my dinner wouldn't have tasted +half so good if you hadn't been here to eat some."</p> + +<p>Toby hardly knew what to say at this hearty welcome, but he managed to +tell the large and kind-hearted lady that he had no idea of missing the +dinner, and that he was very glad she wanted him to come.</p> + +<p>"Want you to come, you dear little thing!" she exclaimed, as she gave +him another hug, but was careful not to get her head where Mr. Stubbs +could get hold of the hair again—"of course I wanted you to come, for +this very dinner has been got up so that you could meet these people +here, and so that they could see you."</p> + +<p>Toby was entirely at a loss to know what to say to this overwhelming +compliment, and for that reason he did not say anything, only submitting +patiently to the third hug, which was all Mrs. Treat had time to give +him, as she was obliged to rush behind the canvas screen again, as there +were unmistakable sounds of something boiling over on the stove.</p> + +<p>"You'll excuse me," said the skeleton, with an air of dignity, waving +his hand once more toward the assembled company, "but while introducing +you to Mr. Tyler, I had almost forgotten to introduce him to you. This, +ladies and gentlemen," and here he touched Toby on the shoulder, as if +he were some living curiosity whose habits and mode of capture he was +about to explain to a party of spectators, "is Mr. Toby Tyler, of whom +you heard on the night when the monkey cage was smashed, and who now +carries with him the identical monkey which was presented to him by the +manager of this great show as a token of esteem for his skill and +bravery in capturing the entire lot of monkeys without a single blow."</p> + +<p>By the time Mr. Treat got through with this long speech, Toby felt very +much as if he was some wonderful creation whom the skeleton was +exhibiting; but he managed to rise to his feet, and duck his little red +head in his best imitation of a bow. Then he sat down and hugged Mr. +Stubbs to cover his confusion.</p> + +<p>One of the Albino Children now came forward, and while stroking Mr. +Stubbs's hair, looked so intently at Toby that for the life of him he +couldn't say which she regarded as the curiosity, himself or the monkey; +therefore he hastened to say, modestly,</p> + +<p>"I didn't do much toward catchin' the monkeys; Mr. Stubbs here did +almost all of it, an' I only led 'em in."</p> + +<p>"There, there, my boy," said the skeleton, in a fatherly tone, "I've +heard the whole story from old Ben, an' I sha'n't let you get out of it +like that. We all know what you did, an' it's no use for you to deny any +part of it."</p> + +<h4>[<span class="smcap">to be continued</span>.]</h4> + +<hr class="chap" /> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_231" id="Page_231">[Pg 231]</a></span></p> + +<h2><a name="A_SNOW_BLOCKADE" id="A_SNOW_BLOCKADE">A SNOW BLOCKADE.</a></h2> + +<h3>BY JAMES B. MARSHALL.</h3> + +<p>Some boys, you know, think it is capital to be at boarding-school, and +other boys don't like it. But there is no doubt that all think it is +splendid to come home for a holiday. But what if your home has been +burned down, as was Will and Harry Baker's, and your parents are living +at a hotel until the house can be rebuilt?</p> + +<p>The Baker boys wrote home to Rawley: "We expect living in a hotel is +pretty nice, but of course we can't do many of the things we had planned +for this holiday."</p> + +<p>"The new house can not be made ready before spring," wrote Mrs. Baker, +"but I do not think you have planned much you will not be able to carry +out. I have one fine piece of news to tell you. Your uncle Ben and aunt +Sue, whom you have not seen since you were very little fellows, and +those six cousins, whom you have never seen, have sold their old home in +Maine. Uncle Ben is going to build a house here, not far from our old +home. Until it is finished, he has rented a house, and you and your +cousins should have fine times together."</p> + +<p>The idea of meeting these cousins took away much of Will's and Harry's +disappointment. School broke up early on Thursday morning, and the next +day, Friday, was to be Mrs. Baker's birthday—a great day with the +Bakers.</p> + +<p>Several of the boys who had to pass through New York city in going home +went with the Baker boys, when they all arrived there, to help them +select Mrs. Baker's present. Then Will and Harry started for the ferry, +having full time to make their train. But while riding there the street +car was delayed at a cross street where a fire had broken out. Watching +the exciting scene, not more than five minutes seemed to have been lost, +but to the boys' amazement the last boat to make connection with their +train had left when they reached the ferry. And what was worse, it was +the last train before next morning to make connection at the Junction +for Rawley. After a council, it was decided to go and stay overnight at +the hotel used by Mr. Baker when in New York, and to telegraph to Rawley +what had happened.</p> + +<p>In the morning, when the boys awoke, they were dismayed to find that a +heavy snow-storm had set in. At the dépôt, long trains covered with snow +were arriving, much delayed, and every one was talking of the storm, and +what probably would happen if the snow continued. It was a great relief +to Will and Harry when at last their express train started, though the +snow fell steadily and fast. An extra engine, pushing a snow-plough, ran +ahead to clear the track, and the boys anxiously watched the storm and +the progress of the train.</p> + +<p>"An hour and a quarter late," said Will, noting the time as the train +drew up at the Junction station. The Rawley train, with a snow-plough +ahead of the locomotive, stood on the other side of the platform, and a +few passengers were in the dépôt, who had been waiting for the New York +express. There was a stout farmer talking with the conductor of the +Rawley train; and as Will approached the latter to ask a question, he +overheard him say,</p> + +<p>"Yes; it does look a little doubtful if we will get through to Rawley +before the snow is drifted too deep for us."</p> + +<p>"How far along do you think you will get? To Sanmere?"</p> + +<p>Sanmere was ten miles from Rawley.</p> + +<p>"To Rawley, I hope," answered the conductor, moving away. "All aboard!"</p> + +<p>Toward Sanmere the track was built in a narrow defile cut through a +hill, and beyond were a number of these cuts. When the train neared +Sanmere, the engine and plough were uncoupled from the cars to clear the +track in this narrow defile, and running swiftly ahead, were soon lost +to sight in the falling snow. In half an hour the engine was backed to +where the train stood. It was decided to leave the cars, and try to +carry the passengers to Sanmere on the engine. The six passengers, the +train-men, and the mail agent with his mail-bags, crowded into the cab, +and the engine was slowly and carefully steamed through the snow-choked +defile, and down to the station.</p> + +<p>Will and Harry hurried into the waiting-room to warm themselves, and +looking out at a window they saw a gentleman muffled in a great-coat +directing the other four passengers—probably to a hotel. He then +entered the waiting-room, shaking his coat free of snow.</p> + +<p>"Snowed in, eh, Masters Baker?" said he, in a pleasant tone. "But you +are a good deal better off than you think. What you want now is a good +warm dinner, and merry people to eat it with."</p> + +<p>Will and Harry looked at the gentleman narrowly as he shook hands with +them, but they could not remember having ever seen him before.</p> + +<p>"I know your father and mother well," continued the gentleman. "My name +is Benjamin, and I keep Benjamin's House here in Sanmere. I'm a good +landlord, if I say so myself, and promise you that directly there is a +dinner coming on my table well worth your eating."</p> + +<p>"I'd rather get to Rawley to-day than eat a dozen good dinners," thought +Will.</p> + +<p>"Have you a sleigh, Mr. Benjamin, and a pair of good horses to hire, to +take us to Rawley?" asked Harry.</p> + +<p>"Yes," answered Mr. Benjamin; "but the first thing you want is your +dinner. After dinner, if you wish to go to Rawley, I have just the +sleigh and pair of horses that can take you there. Now come along. Each +of you catch hold of one of my arms; I'm nearly as good as a +snow-plough."</p> + +<p>Before the boys had walked far along the snow-covered streets of +Sanmere, it seemed as if they had known Mr. Benjamin for a long time.</p> + +<p>"Here we are," said he, stopping before a large house.</p> + +<p>There was no "Benjamin's House" sign to be seen, but the snow was +falling fast enough to hide a dozen signs.</p> + +<p>"My house is full of people to-day," said Mr. Benjamin, "so come right +up stairs to a warm room, where you can change your clothes and shoes, +and make ready for dinner. Now make yourselves at home, and when dinner +is ready I will come for you."</p> + +<p>Merry peals of laughter could be heard down stairs, and there were +evidently plenty of young people in the house.</p> + +<p>"If we only had mother and father here," said Will, "it would be nearly +as good as being at home."</p> + +<p>"That's so," agreed Harry. "This is the kind of hotel I would like to +live in. I wonder if Pop knows about it?"</p> + +<p>Directly a dinner-bell rang, and there was a noise of feet sounding as +if the people were going in to dinner. In a moment in came Mr. Benjamin, +his eyes twinkling with fun, and invited them down to dinner.</p> + +<p>"I didn't tell you," said he, as he led the way, "that it is a +celebration dinner for my guests. I shouldn't be surprised if you should +know some of the people."</p> + +<p>Before the dining-room door was reached, a side door swung open, and in +a moment the boys found themselves in a pair of warm arms.</p> + +<p>"Mother!" "Father!"</p> + +<p>They were indeed Mr. and Mrs. Baker. Wide open swung the dining-room +door, and there, waiting, were Aunt Sue, the six new cousins, and a +dozen more people.</p> + +<p>"Welcome to Benjamin's House!" called Uncle Ben—Mr. Benjamin, as Harry +had first called him, being Uncle Ben Starr his own merry self. "And, +boys, if you want to go to Rawley through all this snow, my horses and +sleigh shall take you."</p> + +<p>What a dinner that was! And what a time there was, too, explaining how +Uncle Ben had invited all the Bakers to his house to spend the holidays, +and to surprise Will and Harry!</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_232" id="Page_232">[Pg 232]</a></span></p> + +<hr class="chap" /> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_233" id="Page_233">[Pg 233]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 465px;"> +<img src="images/ill_005.jpg" width="465" height="700" alt="" /> +<span class="caption">CARNIVAL SKETCHES.</span> +</div> + +<hr class="chap" /> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_234" id="Page_234">[Pg 234]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 470px;"> +<img src="images/ill_006.jpg" width="470" height="700" alt="" /> +<span class="caption">CARNIVAL SKETCHES—(<span class="smcap">Continued</span>.)</span> +</div> + +<hr class="chap" /> +<h2><a name="EMBROIDERY_FOR_GIRLS" id="EMBROIDERY_FOR_GIRLS">EMBROIDERY FOR GIRLS.</a></h2> + +<h3>BY SUSAN HAYES WARD.</h3> + +<h3><span class="smcap">No. IV</span>.</h3> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 189px;"> +<img src="images/ill_007.jpg" width="189" height="200" alt="" /> +</div> + +<p>gentleman who has done more beautiful art work than any other I have +ever known once told me that his principle was first to know the rules +of art, and then to do as he saw fit. The one rule of the embroiderer's +art that I would specially emphasize for you is that whatever is worth +doing at all is worth doing as well as you know how. You do not wish to +fill your homes with worthless work. It is vastly better to do but +little, and to make that as choice and dainty as possible, for the first +charm of embroidery is its nicety.</p> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 300px;"> +<img src="images/ill_008.jpg" width="300" height="222" alt="" /> +<span class="caption"><span class="smcap">Fig</span>. 14.</span> +</div> + +<p>Having thus put you on your guard, let me tell you how the New England +stitch may be modified and rendered more simple. This modified stitch is +only for those who are so painstaking that they can be trusted never to +slight their work except judiciously, for no lazy needle-woman could +resist the fascination of this easiest of embroidery stitches. She would +never use another. If you can not trust yourself, skip this article.</p> + +<p>Take your first stitch as in Fig. 10, then, instead of reversing the +stitch and pushing the needle from you, point the needle toward you as +shown in Fig. 14.</p> + +<p>Of course when each stitch is taken naturally with the needle pointing +toward you, the work reels off wonderfully fast, but the stitch loses in +effect, for instead of the pretty double twist, you now have the needle +cross the thread but once, making a single twist not nearly so pretty +when examined closely. (For work that is only to have its little day, +like a tidy or a bureau-cover, I should surely use this modified form of +the stitch. Life is too short to spend time in pushing your needle +backward, when pushing it forward will do as well. For nice work, for +hangings before choice little cabinets, or for a bed-spread that may +last a century, take the stitch the old way; but for work that is not +meant to last a lifetime, use the easiest stitch possible.)</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"> +<img src="images/ill_009.jpg" width="500" height="90" alt="" /> +<span class="caption"><span class="smcap">Fig</span>. 15.</span> +</div> + +<p>Fig. 15 is meant to be repeated for the ends of a table-scarf or +bureau-cover, with the border in two shades; another line can be added a +half-inch below 2 to give weight to the border.</p> + +<p>The lines 1 and 2 are to be worked in stem stitch, the space <i>a</i> filled +with a darker and <i>b</i> with a lighter shade; <i>c</i> is not filled in. The +design (Fig. 16) can be colored to suit your room or the shade of the +stuff on which it is worked, though old gold, soft yellows, pinks, and +blues would be pretty for the flowers, the border being in old golds or +blues.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 406px;"> +<img src="images/ill_010.jpg" width="406" height="500" alt="" /> +<span class="caption"><span class="smcap">Fig</span>. 16.</span> +</div> + +<p>This design would do well scattered, or, to use the technical word, +<i>powdered</i>, over a small curtain, alternating it with small sprays from +the design like <i>x</i> or <i>y</i>, or for the corners of a small table-cover.</p> + +<hr class="chap" /> +<h2><a name="THE_CRANES_OF_IBYCUS" id="THE_CRANES_OF_IBYCUS">THE CRANES OF IBYCUS.</a></h2> + +<p>Ibycus was travelling one day on the road between Athens and Sparta, +when he was set upon by some brigands, who robbed and murdered him. He +cried for help—none was at hand; but just at<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_235" id="Page_235">[Pg 235]</a></span> the last he raised his +dying eyes toward the sky and saw a flock of cranes flying high in the +air above his head, and with his last breath he called upon <i>them</i> to +avenge him. The assassins laughed at such a prayer; but it was strangely +answered. The men hurried off to Athens to enjoy their booty, and a few +days afterward went to the theatre, which in those days was in the open +air. As the performance was going on, some birds were noticed flying low +above the assembled crowd. "Ha! ha! those are the cranes of Ibycus!" one +of the robbers unthinkingly said to his neighbor. Sorely he repented it +the next moment, for others had caught the words. "Ibycus? Ibycus? What +had become of him?" He was a well-known man, and had been missed. The +men were seized, and believing that the gods had revealed their crime, +they confessed all, and were executed. This story is beautifully told in +one of the poems of Schiller, the great German poet.</p> + +<hr class="chap" /> +<h4><a name="PHILS_FAIRIES" id="PHILS_FAIRIES">[Begun in <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span> No. 66, February 1.]</a></h4> + +<h2>PHIL'S FAIRIES.</h2> + +<h3>BY MRS. W. J. HAYS,</h3> + +<h3><span class="smcap">Author of "Princess Idleways," etc</span>.</h3> + +<h3><span class="smcap">Chapter II</span>.</h3> + +<h3>PHIL'S NEW FRIEND.</h3> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 254px;"> +<img src="images/ill_011.jpg" width="254" height="400" alt="" /> +<span class="caption">BLACK JOE, THE FIDDLER.</span> +</div> + +<p>Old black Joe had not always been either a boot-black or fiddler. In his +youthful days he had been a house-servant, and had prided himself on his +many accomplishments—his dexterity at dinners, his grace at evening +parties, the ease and unconcern with which he could meet embarrassing +emergencies at either; but times had changed for him. His old employers +had died, a scolding wife had made his home unhappy, he had lost the +little money he had saved, and he was no longer the bright, cheerful +young fellow he had been. Age and rheumatism had made him crusty; but +beneath the outward manner, which sometimes was very cross, he had a +tender heart and a pitiful nature.</p> + +<p>Of late years he had picked up enough for his support in the many little +ways incident to city life. He could whitewash, sweep chimneys, run on +errands—or rather walk on them, and that, too, very slowly. He +shovelled snow and carried coal, sawed wood and helped the servants at +whose homes he was employed.</p> + +<p>His occupations took him about to many houses, but he always irritated +the people with whom he came in contact by invariably assuring them that +their masters and mistresses were not of the real stuff that ladies and +gentlemen of <i>his</i> day were made of; that fine feathers did not make +fine birds; that people nowadays were all alike, and had no manners.</p> + +<p>He made one exception only, in favor of a maiden lady, whose parents he +had known, whose servants were kind to him, and whose retired and +dignified way of living quite suited his fastidiousness.</p> + +<p>This was a Miss Schuyler; and nothing pleased Joe more than to have this +one person, whom he regarded with unqualified admiration, send for him +to bestow the monthly allowance she was in the habit of giving him. On +the day that he expected this summons he always gave an extra touch to +his toilet, exchanged his torn coat for a patched one, his slouch hat +for a very much worn beaver adorned with a band of rusty crape, and out +of the pocket of his coat, but never upon his hands, was to be seen an +old pair of yellow kid gloves.</p> + +<p>In the course of Joe's wanderings he had chanced to hear of the invalid +boy Phil, who liked to listen to his fiddle, and it did not take long to +strike up an acquaintance between them.</p> + +<p>Often on a rainy day, or when work was dull, Joe would spend an hour or +two with Phil, relieving his loneliness, soothing his pain, and cheering +him with his music and his rambling talk about "old times" and the +people he had seen.</p> + +<p>It was the latter part of May, and had been very warm; but Joe buttoned +up his best coat and donned his beaver, for his pay was due at Miss +Schuyler's. She lived in a large house, rather imposing and handsome, +and in the gayest part of the city; but she was by no means imposing or +gay in her own person. A little figure, simply dressed, a kind face +without beauty, a gentle manner, and a certain gracious kindliness and +familiarity had endeared her to Joe. On this day she was not, as usual, +sitting with her work in the library, where the sun poured in on the +bronzes and richly bound volumes, on the old engravings and the frescoed +ceiling—for Miss Schuyler liked light and warmth and color—but she was +away up in the top of the house, directing her maids in the packing of +blankets and woollens and furs, preparatory to leaving her house for the +summer. Joe had mounted stair after stair seeking her, and by the time +he reached her was quite out of breath; this, and the odor of camphor +and cedar wood, made him sneeze and cough until Miss Schuyler said to +one of the maids in a whisper, "The poor old soul would have been black +in the face had he ever been white."</p> + +<p>To Joe himself she said, very kindly, "My good old friend, you need not +have taken so much trouble to see me; I could have come down to you."</p> + +<p>"Laws, Miss Rachel, I knew you was busy, and nuffin's ever a trouble to +do for you; I go to the tops of houses often—just come from one where +poor Phil's a-groanin' with pain. That chile'll die if somebody don't do +suthin fur him soon."</p> + +<p>"What child?" asked Miss Schuyler, whose tender point was her love of +children. "You haven't any grandchildren, Joe, have you?"</p> + +<p>"No, Miss Rachel, de Lord nebber trusted me with any chil'en."</p> + +<p>"Well, who is Phil?" said Miss Schuyler, absently; adding, to one of her +maids, "Take care of that afghan; wrap it in an old linen sheet; it was +knitted by a very dear friend, and I do not want it moth-eaten; I had +rather lose a camel's-hair shawl." Which evidence of regard seemed very +extravagant to the girl who was obeying instructions, but which Joe +thought he appreciated.</p> + +<p>"Haven't I tole ye about Phil, Miss Rachel?"</p> + +<p>"I don't know. I don't think you have; but come down to my room, Joe, +and then I can listen to your story."</p> + +<p>Giving a few more directions, Miss Rachel led the way to a lovely sunny +room, with flower baskets in the windows, soft blue draperies, and +delicate appointments. Seating herself at a desk, and pointing Joe to a +chair, upon which the old man carefully spread a silk handkerchief lest +his clothes should soil the blue cushions, she counted out the money due +him, and placed it in an envelope, saying, as she did so, "Now tell me +about that child."</p> + +<p>"It's a white chile, Miss Rachel."</p> + +<p>"Well, I like white children, Joe, though I must confess the little +colored ones are much more interesting," said Miss Rachel, smiling.</p> + +<p>"I thought you liked my people, Miss Rachel; but this poor Phil's a +gentleman's son, very much come down far's money goes. He is too young +to know much about it, but the girl who takes care of him was brought up +in his family, and she says they was well off once."</p> + +<p>"But what about the boy?" asked Miss Schuyler, a little impatiently.</p> + +<p>"He's a great sufferer, but he's a wonderful chile. He loves to have me +play for him, and then he tells me the thoughts that come to him from +the music. I's no great player, Miss Rachel," said Joe, modestly, "but +you'd think I was, to hear him talk. He sees fairies, and he dreams +beautiful things, and his big brown eyes look as if he could<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_236" id="Page_236">[Pg 236]</a></span> a'most see +'way up into heaven. Oh, he's a strange chile; but he'll die if he stays +up in that garret room and nebber sees the green fields he's so hungry +for."</p> + +<p>Miss Rachel's eyes were moist, but she took a card and pencil from her +desk. "Where does he live—in what street and what number?"</p> + +<p>"I'm sorry, Miss Rachel— You jess go up the Avenue, and turn down the +fourth or fifth street, and up a block or two, and it's the fust house +with a high stoop and green shutters. I allers go in the alleyway, so I +forgit numbers."</p> + +<p>Miss Schuyler bit her lip to keep from smiling, thought a moment, +scribbled a memorandum, rang the bell, and gave some more directions; +left the room, and came back with her bonnet on. "Can you show me the +way to Phil's house, Joe?"</p> + +<p>"Course I can, Miss Rachel," replied the old man, delighted that his +words had aroused his listener's sympathies.</p> + +<p>"It's not very far; he's all alone, 'cause Lisa has to be away all day. +And I shouldn't wonder"—here he dropped his voice to a whisper—"if +sometimes he was hungry; but he'd nebber say so."</p> + +<p>This latter remark made Miss Schuyler bid Joe wait for her in the hall, +while she went to a closet, found a basket, in which she placed a snowy +napkin, some biscuit, some cold chicken, and a few delicious little +cakes. In her pocket she put a little flask of some strong cordial she +had found of service on her many errands of charity.</p> + +<p>How proud Joe was to be her escort! but how meekly he walked behind the +lady whose footsteps he thought were those of a real gentlewoman, the +only one to whom he would accord this compliment, although he passed +many elegant dames in gay attire.</p> + +<p>The little gray figure, with its neat, quiet simplicity, was his +embodiment of elegance, for somehow Joe had detected the delicate +perfume of a sweet nature and a loving heart—a heart full of Christian +charity and unselfishness.</p> + +<p>They walked for some distance, and the day was so warm that Miss +Schuyler moderated her usual rapid pace to suit the old man's feebler +steps. Off the Avenue a long way, up another, down a side street, until, +amidst a crowded, disagreeable neighborhood, Joe stopped.</p> + +<p>"You had better lead me still, Joe. The boy might be frightened or +annoyed at seeing a stranger: I dare say he's nervous. Go up, and I will +wait outside the door while you ask him if I may come and see him. Wait, +there's a flower stall a little way from here; I will get a bunch. Take +my basket, and I will be back in a few moments. I am glad I thought of +the flowers; children always like them."</p> + +<p>She hastened off, while Joe leaned on his cane and muttered blessings +upon her; but some rude boys beginning to chaff him, he turned on them +with his usual crustiness, and quite forgot his beatitudes.</p> + +<p>Miss Schuyler came back in a few minutes with a lovely bunch of bright +blossoms embosomed in geranium leaves.</p> + +<p>"Now, then, Joe, this shall be my card; take it in, and tell Phil I am +coming."</p> + +<p>"God bress you, Miss Rachel!" was all Joe could reply.</p> + +<p>Miss Rachel had her own way of doing things. It was nothing new for her +to carry flowers and dainties to the sick poor. She had been much with +sick people, and she knew that those who have no luxuries and few +necessaries care for the things which do not really sustain life quite +as much as do those who can command both.</p> + +<h4>[<span class="smcap">to be continued</span>.]</h4> + +<hr class="chap" /> +<h2><a name="MY_MONKEY" id="MY_MONKEY">MY MONKEY.</a></h2> + +<h3>BY JIMMY BROWN.</h3> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 323px;"> +<img src="images/ill_012.jpg" width="323" height="400" alt="" /> +</div> + +<p>There never was such luck. I've always thought that I'd rather have a +monkey than be a million heir. There is nothing that could be half so +splendid as a real<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_237" id="Page_237">[Pg 237]</a></span> live monkey, but of course I knew that I never could +have one until I should grow up and go to sea and bring home monkeys and +parrots and shawls to mother just as sailors always do. But I've +actually got a monkey and if you don't believe it just look at these +pictures of him that Mr. Travers made for me and told me to send to the +<span class="smcap">Young People</span> so that Mr. Harper would know that the monkey was genuine +and unadulterated.</p> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 400px;"> +<img src="images/ill_013.jpg" width="400" height="391" alt="" /> +</div> + +<p>It was Mr. Travers that got the monkey for me. One day there came a +woman with an organ and a monkey into our yard.</p> + +<p>She was an Italian, but she could speak a sort of English and she said +that the "murderin' spalpeen of a monkey was just wearing the life of +her out." So says Mr. Travers "What will you take for him?" and says +she, "It's five dollars I'd be after selling him for, and may good luck +go wid ye!"</p> + +<p>What did Mr. Travers do but give her the money and hand the monkey to +me, saying, "Here, Jimmy! take him and be happy." Wasn't I just happy +though?</p> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 275px;"> +<img src="images/ill_014.jpg" width="275" height="400" alt="" /> +</div> + +<p>Jocko—that's the monkey's name—is the loveliest monkey that ever +lived. Toby Tyler may talk about his "Mr. Stubbs," and tell how he +understands everything said to him, and begs for crullers, and all that; +but I tell you "Mr. Stubbs" was just an ordinary illiterit monkey +alongside of my Jocko. I hadn't had him an hour when he got out of my +arms and was on the supper table before I could get him. The table was +all set and Bridget was just going to ring the bell, but the monkey +didn't wait for her.</p> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 400px;"> +<img src="images/ill_015.jpg" width="400" height="276" alt="" /> +</div> + +<p>To see him eating the chicken salad was just wonderful. He finished the +whole dish in about two minutes, and was washing it down with the oil +out of the salad bottle when I caught him. Mother was awfully good about +it and only said, "Poor little beast he must be half starved Susan how +much he reminds me of your brother." A good mother is as good a thing as +a boy deserves, no matter how good he is.</p> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 390px;"> +<img src="images/ill_016.jpg" width="390" height="400" alt="" /> +</div> + +<p>The salad someway did not seem to agree with Jocko for he was dreadfully +sick that night. You should have seen how limp he was, just like a girl +that has fainted away and her young man is trying to lift her up. Mother +doctored him. She gave him castor oil as if he was her own son, and +wrapped him up in a blanket and put a mustard plaster on his stomach and +soaked the end of his tail in warm water. He was all right the next day +and was real grateful. I know he was grateful because he showed it by +trying to do good to others, at any rate to the cat. Our cat wouldn't +speak to him at first, but he coaxed her with milk, just as he had seen +me do and finally caught her. It must have been dreadfully aggravoking +to the cat, for instead of letting her have the milk he insisted that +she was sick and must have medicine. So he took Bridget's bottle of +hair-oil and a big spoon and gave the cat such a dose. When I caught him +and made him let the cat go there were about six table-spoonfuls of oil +missing. Mr. Travers said it was a good thing for it would improve the +cat's voice and make her yowl smoother, and that he had felt for a long +time that she needed to be oiled. Mother said that the monkey was cruel +and it was a shame but I know that he meant to be kind. He knew the oil +mother gave him had done him good, and he wanted to do the cat good. I +know just how he felt, for I've been blamed many a time for trying to do +good, and I can tell you it always hurt my feelings.</p> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 400px;"> +<img src="images/ill_017.jpg" width="400" height="390" alt="" /> +</div> + +<p>The monkey was in the kitchen while Bridget was getting dinner yesterday +and he watched her broil the steak as if he was meaning to learn to cook +and help her in her work, he's that kind and thoughtful. The cat was +outdoors, but two of her kittens were in the kitchen, and they were not +old enough to be afraid of the monkey. When dinner was served Bridget +went up stairs and by-and-by mother says "What's that dreadful smell +sure's you're alive Susan the baby has fallen in to the fire." Everybody +jumped up and ran up stairs, all but me, for I knew Jocko was in the +kitchen and I was afraid it was he that was burning. When I got into the +kitchen there was that lovely monkey broiling one of the kittens on the +gridiron just as he had seen Bridget broil the steak. The kitten's fur +was singeing and she was mewing, and the other kitten was sitting up on +the floor licking her chops and enjoying it and Jocko was on his +hind-legs as solemn and busy as an owl. I snatched the gridiron away +from him and took the kitten off before she was burned any except her +fur, and when mother and Susan came down stairs they couldn't understand +what it was that had been burning and guessed the cook must have put +egg-shell on the fire.</p> + +<p>This is all the monkey has done since I got him day before yesterday. +Father has been away for a week but is coming back in a few days, and +won't he be delighted when he finds a monkey in the house?</p> + +<hr class="chap" /> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_238" id="Page_238">[Pg 238]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"><a name="OUR_POST_OFFICE_BOX" id="OUR_POST_OFFICE_BOX"></a> +<img src="images/ill_018.jpg" width="600" height="254" alt="" /> +</div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Athens, Georgia</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<blockquote> + +<p>I wish to say to the correspondents who wrote to me for exchange of +postmarks that I can not answer all their letters right away, as I +have received so many, but I will answer them as soon as I can.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Louis J. Brumby</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>In justice to Master Louis, we state that the above letter was received +at our office on December 14, 1880, but owing to the crowded state of +our Post-office Box, has been pushed aside until now.</p> + +<p>A large number of our correspondents are in the same trouble as this +Georgia boy. The demands upon them are so large that they can not +possibly obtain a sufficient supply of postmarks, stamps, or other +things to meet them all promptly, and they are in distress, fearing that +they will be thought dishonorable, when they are in reality overwhelmed +by the great number of demands upon their boyish resources.</p> + +<p>The explanation of this trouble is very simple. A boy possessing a small +number of stamps and postmarks, or perhaps a shelf of pretty minerals, +being anxious to obtain more, sends a request for exchange to <span class="smcap">Young +People</span>. Now the subscribers to <span class="smcap">Young People</span> number many thousands, and +the number of readers can not be estimated. A great many of these also +have small collections which they are anxious to enlarge. The +consequence is that the boy who has offered exchange receives to his +astonishment a dozen or more letters daily, many of them containing +specimens for which an immediate return is expected. Now he has started +out with, say, three hundred postmarks—probably not so many—as his +stock in trade, and has offered a given number from the State where he +lives for the same number from any other State. The demands of the first +week exhaust his small store, and even with the help of his friends he +can not collect fast enough to satisfy his correspondents. He can not +use those he has received, even were he willing to part with them, for +they are not from the State from which he has promised specimens, so he +is compelled to work slowly, and appear for the time to be neglectful +and remiss in keeping his promises. Could he answer every letter, and +explain how matters stood, of course all would be right. But he is a +school-boy, and has lessons to learn, or is otherwise employed; and even +if he has leisure, no one needs to be told that to answer a large number +of letters every day is an impossible performance for a boy from ten to +fifteen years old, the average limits of the age of those who offer +exchange in our columns.</p> + +<p>In view of the impossibility of promptly answering all communications, +the Post-office Box is often requested to publish an explanation. +Whenever it is possible, we print these boyish appeals for indulgence, +but they are very often crowded out.</p> + +<p>We are sorry to see so little reason and forbearance on the part of some +boys who fail to receive answers from exchanges at the time they expect. +We have received numerous complaints, to all of which we pay no +attention, and which we often have positive proof are wholly unjust. We +assure those boys from whom we have received such communications that +they do not rise in our estimation by their hasty accusations of their +correspondents, of whose circumstances or character they know nothing, +beyond the mere fact that their letters to them have not been +immediately answered. A boy who is himself honorable will seek excuses +for his delinquent correspondent, and will never accuse him of +unfairness, even in his own mind, unless he has positive proof that the +charge is well founded. In future, all requests for exchange, +accompanied by complaints of the delinquency of other parties, will not +be noticed in our columns.</p> + +<p>Considering the length of our exchange list, these misunderstandings +have been so few that they may be classed as exceptions to the general +rule. The majority of our correspondents speak in the highest terms of +the fairness with which exchanges have been conducted, of the valuable +additions they have made to their collections, and of the pleasant +friendships they have formed.</p> + +<p>In spite of all our good advice in the matter of full and distinctly +written addresses, carelessness in this respect is still the source of +some annoyance. We frequently receive letters from boys and girls who +are troubled because they have received some specimen which they can not +even acknowledge, as the sender omitted either name or address, +sometimes both. We have no space to explain all these matters, and in +such cases leave it for the careless correspondent to learn by +experience the troublous results of inattention.</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p><span class="smcap">Young Men's Society for Home Study</span>.—A very useful society has been +formed in Cambridge, Massachusetts, for the purpose of aiding boys of +fifteen years and upward in systematic study. It is organized under the +lead of such gentlemen as Oliver Wendell Holmes, Henry W. Longfellow, +William D. Howells, Charles Dudley Warner, and others, and is designed +to guide and encourage the youth of America by opening to them, by means +of correspondence, systematic courses of study in various subjects. +Courses of reading and plans of work are arranged, from which +subscribers to the society may select one or more, according to their +taste and leisure, and aid is given them from time to time through +directions and advice. The courses embrace history, natural science, +mathematics, and literatures of different nations, divided into +sections. No subscribers are admitted under fifteen years of age. Each +member pays a fee of two dollars on entering. Full particulars may be +obtained by addressing the secretary, Frederic Gardiner, Jun., +Cambridge, Massachusetts, to whom all communications, marked Y. M. S. on +a corner of the envelope, should be sent by all who desire further +information on the subject, with postage stamp inclosed for the reply.</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Chestnut Hill, Massachusetts</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<blockquote> + +<p>We report willow "pussies" found on Sunday, January 16. As this may +seem incredible, we inclose a sprig of the "pussies."</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">J</span>. and <span class="smcap">M</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>A fresh twig covered with soft, pearly aments accompanied this letter.</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Fergus Falls, Minnesota</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<blockquote> + +<p>For two winters my gift from a lady who never forgets me is <span class="smcap">Young +People</span>. It is the greatest pleasure I have, for I am a helpless +invalid. I can not stand or take a single step, and never shall +until I walk in the golden streets. I have only the partial use of +my left hand. I can read, and with great effort write a little. I +know so well how to pity the sick and lame children who sometimes +write to the Post-office Box! I want to thank <span class="smcap">Young People</span> for +brightening so many of my weary hours. I mean to have it always.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Eddie S</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Cincinnati, Ohio</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<blockquote> + +<p>I read in <span class="smcap">Young People</span> about "An Empty Stocking" and the Toy +Mission, and I want to tell the children what we did in our +Kindergarten, Christmas. Our dear teacher told us each to bring a +toy or some pretty thing, and together with some other kind +Kindergarten teachers she made a beautiful tree for the poor +children of the free Kindergartens of Cincinnati.</p> + +<p>I love <span class="smcap">Young People</span>. I am seven years old now, and I am going to +take it until I am a young lady.</p> + +<p>My brother has eight rabbits, and he calls them "The Bucktoot +Family."</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Julia H. D</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Middle Bar, California</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<blockquote> + +<p>My grandma has made me a present of <span class="smcap">Young People</span>.</p> + +<p>My mother says there were some pictures of the place where we live +in <span class="smcap">Harper's Magazine</span> once, and of men washing gold out of the +river. Chinamen get gold out of it now.</p> + +<p>I have never been to school, but I am going when I am twelve. I am +eight now, and my mother teaches me. My brothers are learning +German, and sometimes they talk it to me.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Kate S</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Baltimore, Maryland</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Here are some pretty experiments for the Chemists' Club.</p> + +<p><i>Tin Tree</i>.—Pour about a pint of distilled or rain water into a +common decanter; put in three drams of chloride of tin, and about +ten drops of nitric acid. When the chloride of tin is dissolved, +suspend a piece of zinc wire in the mixture, and set the whole +where it will not be disturbed. In a few hours the wire will be +covered with beautiful crystals of tin precipitated from the +solution. In this experiment it is wonderful to see the laminæ, or +thin plates, shoot out, as it were, from nothing.</p> + +<p><i>Silver Tree</i>.—Put into a decanter four drams of nitrate of +silver, and fill up the decanter with distilled or rain water; +then drop in about an ounce of mercury, suspend a piece of zinc +wire, and place the mixture where it will not be moved. In a short +time the silver will be precipitated in beautiful and sparkling +arborescent forms.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">John E. H</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>These metal trees make very beautiful ornaments, and it is very +interesting to watch the formations. A recipe for a lead tree was given +in the Post-office Box of <span class="smcap">Young People</span> No. 48.</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Ocean Grove, New Jersey</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<blockquote> + +<p>My school-teacher has started a "Boys' and Girls' Lyceum" in our +school. We prepare original pieces, and answer questions, and we +speak, read, sing, and play on the piano.</p> + +<p>There is a little snow on the ground, and it is very slippery. I +fell off my sled to-day, and cut my cheek.</p> + +<p>I have lots of dolls, and my pet doll is named Louise, after my +mamma. I am nine years old.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Maude M</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">New York City</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<blockquote> + +<p>I am a little boy seven years old. I am in the First Reader. What I +like to do best is to fish. I often catch twenty in one day. I can +swim under water and dive. I do all these things at my +grandmother's in the country.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Arthur D. B</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<blockquote> + +<p>My brother Arthur and I have a boat, and we row up the river which +runs in front of our house in the country. Then one of us steers +the boat, while the other sits in the bow with an oar raised, and +the wind and the tide carry us home. I am nine years old.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Freddie C. B</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Sullivan, Indiana</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<blockquote> + +<p>We think <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span> is the best paper published. Mamma +gave it to my sister for a birthday present. I am five years old. I +can read a little, and can print a letter. I printed this.</p> + +<p>We have a calf named Rosie that is only a year and two months old, +and weighs eight hundred and eighty-five pounds. I have a dear +baby brother.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Helen M</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">New York City</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<blockquote> + +<p>I enjoy reading <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span> very much, although I am +fifteen years old. I am employed in a large hardware house in this +city. I think we boys ought to appreciate the privilege given us in +this paper of exchanging our postage stamps and postmarks. And it +is a satisfaction to feel that the same paper we receive and read +is also received and read by so many other boys and girls in so +many different parts of our own and other countries.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">J. C. L</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Providence, Rhode Island</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<blockquote> + +<p>I want to tell you how near I came to being run over by an engine. +It was one awful cold Saturday morning, and the sidewalk on the +avenue where we slide was all covered with ice. I started at the +top of the hill, and went down very swiftly. At the foot of the +hill there is a railroad, and on one side of it there was a big +snow-bank. When I got to that snow-bank, I could not stop my sled, +and I went clear over it right in front of an engine that was +standing on the track. I got up and took myself and the sled out of +the way in a hurry, and just then the engine started.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Horace G. B</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Columbus, Mississippi</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<blockquote> + +<p>I am nine years old, and I go to school. We have a class of boys, +and we read in <span class="smcap">Young People</span> instead of a reader. We read all the +stories, and like them very much. We expect to have a railroad here +in a few years, and street cars too.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">Charles W. W.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Lincoln, Tennessee</span>, <i>January</i> 18, 1881.</span><br /> +</p> + +<blockquote> + +<p>I have received over thirty applications for Egyptian stamps, and +my supply is exhausted. Applicants will please wait until I can get +more stamps from my sister, who is in Egypt.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Ambrose Strang</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Newport, Delaware</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<blockquote> + +<p>I am very much pleased with <span class="smcap">Young People</span>. My uncle sends it to me, +and also to a little girl in Brooklyn, and one in Illinois. I am +eight years old. My papa reads the stories to us, and also the +letters in the Post-office Box. I think all the little people would +like to hear again from Judith Wolff, of Barranquilla, in the +United States of Colombia.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Nellie B. F</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>I would like to exchange foreign postage stamps and some very old +United States stamps, for coins, minerals, or insects. I am twelve +years old.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">L. A. V. Z</span>.,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">52 University Place, New York City.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Last Christmas my mamma presented me with a year's subscription to +<span class="smcap">Young People</span>, and I like it so much I think it would be a good plan +for every little boy's mamma to do the same.</p> + +<p>I have a few postage stamps from New Zealand, Turkey, Hong-Kong, +and other localities, which I would like to exchange for others. I +am ten years old.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Percy L. McDermott</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">523 Marcy Avenue, Brooklyn, L. I.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>I wish to begin a collection of birds' eggs, and will give forty +stamps for four eggs, or ten stamps for one egg. I am eleven years +old.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Frank L. Brewer</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">108 West Fifty-seventh Street, New York City.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>I am trying to get a collection of shells and other curiosities, +but as yet I have very few things.</p> + +<p>I would like to exchange some shells, a wild boar's tooth, and a +few other curiosities, for curiosities and birds' eggs.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Alice E. Thorp</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">P. O. Box 618, Newport, R. I.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p>The following exchanges are also offered by correspondents:</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_239" id="Page_239">[Pg 239]</a></span></p> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Postmarks.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Sam G. Smith</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">Heckatoo, Lincoln County, Ark.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Stamps from Sweden and Switzerland, for stamps from Germany.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Alice V. Smith</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">Holly Tree Coffee Rooms, Newport, R. I.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>A Swedish coin of 1871, for ten foreign stamps, or for the same +number of the United States Treasury or Naval Departments.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Jay H. Maltby</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">Detroit, Becker County, Minn.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Postmarks, United States and foreign stamps, silver and copper +coins, Indian relics, and other curiosities.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">E. L. Brice</span>, Sunbury, Penn.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Postmarks, for German, French, Italian, or Spanish stamps.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">B. C. G</span>.,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">P. O. Box 1138, Mankato, Minn.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Stamps, postmarks, birds' eggs, or minerals, for sea-shells, +Florida moss, or any curiosity from the South or far West.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Jean C. Porter</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">Warren, Trumbull County, Ohio.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Minerals.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Johnnie Seeley</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">Potsdam, St. Lawrence County, N. Y.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Indian arrow-heads, for coins.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Charles F. Jenkins</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">West Chester, Chester County, Penn.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Foreign stamps, for Indian arrow-heads or birds' eggs.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Howard G. Chase</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">19 Woodland Terrace, West Philadelphia, Penn.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>One hundred stamps from Brazil, Spain, Australia, and other foreign +countries, for fifteen coins.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Howard J. Van Doren</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">89 State Street, Brooklyn, L. I.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Foreign, United States, and internal revenue stamps, postmarks, and +United States and foreign coins, for birds' eggs, minerals, or +coins.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Willard Barnes</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">Wellsville, Allegany County, N. Y.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Twenty-five postmarks, for four birds' eggs.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Claude N. Comstock</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">Albany, Gentry County, Mo.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>A rock from Missouri, for one from any other State except Colorado.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Harry Lee</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">Warrensburg, Johnson County, Mo.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Postmarks.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Frank H. Payne</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">P. O. Box C, Titusville, Penn.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Rare birds' eggs, for others.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Eddy Loomis</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">P. O. Box 191, Geneva, N. Y.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Stamps, for Indian arrow-heads or other relics, old coins, ocean +curiosities, or South American stamps. Twenty foreign stamps, for a +good specimen of gold ore.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">R. H. Reddish</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">98 Court Street, Brooklyn, L. I.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Postmarks.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Charles H. Dailey</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">Dayton, Campbell County, Ky.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Curious rocks from Indiana, for Indian arrow-heads or sea-shells.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Clarence Marshall</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">Economy, Wayne County, Ind.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Patterns for knitted lace.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Helen A. Searing</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">Saugerties, Ulster County, N. Y.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Postmarks.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Adolph Valois</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">267 First Street, Jersey City, N. J.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Rock from Italy, for European postage stamps.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">A. J. Dent</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">Care of J. E. Dent, Columbia, S. C.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Calcite, dog-tooth-spar, amygdaloid, and Roxbury pudding-stone, for +other minerals. Specimens from Nova Scotia especially desired.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Charles Garrison</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">32 Linwood Street, Roxbury, Mass.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Foreign postage stamps, for birds' eggs, Indian relics, ocean +curiosities, or minerals.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Jennie Denison</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">Bay City, Mich.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Stamps and monograms, for birds' eggs.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Charles G. Carter</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">P. O. Box 1167, Titusville, Penn.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Postmarks, for United States and foreign postage stamps.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Charles J. Livingood</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">P. O. Box 200, Reading, Penn.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<blockquote> + +<p>Postage stamps.</p></blockquote> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Harry F. Sinclair</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">109 East Seventy-ninth Street, New York city.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p><span class="smcap">C. N. C</span>.—The specimen you send is a postmark. For purposes of exchange +it is better to cut the postmark square, as it is more easily pasted in +an album in the manner described in an article on "Stamp Collecting" in +<span class="smcap">Young People</span> No. 54, which has been applied by many of our readers to +postmarks as well.</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p>We have been requested to bring to the notice of those correspondents +who may write to Judith Wolff, of Barranquilla, that they can not +receive answers to their letters sooner than six or eight weeks.</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p>"<span class="smcap">Electricity</span>."—"The Brave Swiss Boy" has not been published in book +form. The entire story, however, is contained in the first nine numbers +of <span class="smcap">Young People</span>, Vol. I.</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p><span class="smcap">Virgie McL</span>.—We are very sorry to disappoint you, but our Post-office +Box is so crowded that we can not give up space to your poem. Neither +can we print your offer of exchange, for reasons which were given in the +introductory paragraph to the Post-office Box of <span class="smcap">Young People</span> No. 45.</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p><span class="smcap">Nellie A. B</span>.—See answer to William D. in the Post-office Box of No. 64.</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p><span class="smcap">New Subscriber</span>.—The article you inquire about is entitled "A Cheap +Canoe," and is contained in No. 26, page 350, of <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span>, +Vol. I.</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p><span class="smcap">A. C</span>.—The price of the cover for <span class="smcap">Harper's Magazine</span> is fifty cents.</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p><span class="smcap">Otis S</span>.—We can not give the description you desire.</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p><span class="smcap">C. P. J</span>.—It is now so late in the season that the information you ask +for will not be given in <span class="smcap">Young People</span> until next winter.</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p><span class="smcap">School-Boy</span>.—Ferdinand De Soto, who discovered the Mississippi River, +was born in Estremadura, Spain, about 1495. He came to America when very +young, and was one of the most daring companions of Pizarro in the +conquest of Peru. In 1538 he attempted the conquest of Florida, +believing that he should find heaps of gold there, instead of which he +and his men had a very sad time, and after many misfortunes, gave up +their fruitless search. De Soto died on the banks of the Mississippi in +1542, and his companions, wishing to conceal his death from the Indians, +sunk his body by night in the middle of the river.</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p><span class="smcap">Julie J. B</span>.—Juggernaut, the holy city of the Hindoos, is situated on +the Bay of Bengal. Its main street is composed of temples and other +religious edifices, and at the southern end is an immense structure, +said to have been built during the twelfth century, which is dedicated +to the idol Juggernaut—a word signifying "lord of the world." This idol +has an enormous chariot forty-five feet high, and mounted on sixteen +wheels, and during the great festival, which occurs in March, it is +taken from the temple, and being placed on the chariot, is dragged about +the streets by the thousands of pilgrims who come from all parts of +India to this yearly celebration. So terrible are the ignorance and +superstition of these idol-worshippers that, until prevented by the +British authorities, hundreds threw themselves beneath the wheels of +this enormous car during its passage through the city, and were crushed +to death. Even mothers would throw their infants to be killed in this +horrible manner, thinking in this way to secure for them eternal +happiness and favor in the eyes of the hideous idol. Although this +absurd worship is still carried on to a large extent, the sacrifice of +victims is no longer possible.</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p><span class="smcap">Willie Parkhurst</span>.—"How to Build an Ice-Boat" was published in <span class="smcap">Young +People</span> No. 56.</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p><span class="smcap">Fred B. and Fred W</span>.—A set of Dallemeyer lenses, even of the smallest +size, is somewhat expensive. You can get good portrait lenses from eight +dollars a set to a very high price. There are other and cheaper kinds +which would, no doubt, answer your purpose. The best thing for you to do +is to go to some large dealer in photographic instruments, and get a +list of styles and prices of lenses and materials.—"The Moral Pirates" +began in <span class="smcap">Young People</span> No. 31, and was concluded in No. 45.</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p>Favors are acknowledged from Freddie L. Foster, Kirk Haddock, E. H. +Brown, Mary L. Shober, Maggie A. E., Ettie C. I., Lee M. Hopper, Maud P. +Abbott, John Demarest, Mamie Valentine, William G. Moore, B. F. Corey, +Minnie C. M., Bessie W., Maud C., Samuel K. B., B. T. H., L. Jay E., +Martie W. H., Willie C. C., Lewis H., Pickey and Quinea Francis, Marion +Ellis, Irene McM., Willie Lloyd, "Starlight," Ned Beck, Ina H. Bartlett, +Josephine Beekman, Mertie W. L., Gertrude G., Jimmie Canfield, Stella L. +Paine, Aseneth Michener, Mary Lawrence, David Baker Rushmore, A. G. D., +Willie C. Whetton, Mary L. McCullock.</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p>Correct answers to puzzles have been received from Roe Stewart, Howard +B. Lent, Eddie and Willie Kendel, Louise Smith, Bessie Winans, G. J. +Broome, Jun., Charles Gaylor, E. J. W., Carrie M. Pike, "Starry Flag," +Isobel and Harry Jacobs, E. E. Harris, Daisy Mitchell, Allie Maxwell, +Andrew C. De Motte, Charlie Haight.</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<h3>PUZZLES FROM YOUNG CONTRIBUTORS.</h3> + +<h3>No. 1.</h3> + +<h3>ENIGMA.</h3> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">In frequent, not in oft.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">In liquid, not in soft.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">In laugh, not in scream.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">In vision, not in dream.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">In channel, not in strait.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">In door, not in gate.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">In poach, not in plunder.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">In stumble, not in blunder.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">In pliant, not in tough.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">In coarse, not in rough.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">In cycle, not in year.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">My whole a season drawing near.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Dame Durden</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<h3>No. 2.</h3> + +<h3>RHOMBOID.</h3> + +<p>Across.—A cut. A germ. To rip. To pull. In the body.</p> + +<p>Down.—A letter from Washington. In the same manner. Regular. To notice. +To venture. A fish. A pronoun. Another letter from Washington.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Walter</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<h3>No. 3.</h3> + +<h3>DIAMOND.</h3> + +<p>In ride. A character in music. Parts of the body. Suspended. To loose. A +Latin numeral. In ride.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Mark Marcy</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<h3>No. 4.</h3> + +<h3>EASY SQUARES.</h3> + +<p>1. First, a musical instrument. Second, a tree found in the East Indies. +Third, a bog. Fourth, a town in Upper Egypt.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Johnnie</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>2. First, prospect. Second, inactive. Third, a girl's name. Fourth, +feeble.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">T. K. P</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<h3>No. 5.</h3> + +<h3>ENIGMA.</h3> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">In bold, not in shy.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">In run, not in fly.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">In tongue, not in head.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">In white, not in red.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">In shore, not in land.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">In arm, not in hand.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">In fire, not in water.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">In lime, not in mortar.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">In type, not in feature.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">My whole a short-lived creature.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">John N. H</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<h3>ANSWERS TO PUZZLES IN No. 64.</h3> + +<h3>No. 1.</h3> + +<div class="center"> +<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" summary=""> +<tr><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left">P</td><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left">R</td></tr> +<tr><td align="left"></td><td align="left">K</td><td align="left">E</td><td align="left">G</td><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left">J</td><td align="left">O</td><td align="left">T</td></tr> +<tr><td align="left">P</td><td align="left">E</td><td align="left">N</td><td align="left">N</td><td align="left">Y</td><td align="left">-</td><td align="left">R</td><td align="left">O</td><td align="left">Y</td><td align="left">A</td><td align="left">L</td></tr> +<tr><td align="left"></td><td align="left">G</td><td align="left">N</td><td align="left">U</td><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left">T</td><td align="left">A</td><td align="left">G</td></tr> +<tr><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left">Y</td><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left">L</td></tr> +</table></div> + +<h3>No. 2.</h3> + +<div class="center"> +<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" summary=""> +<tr><td align="left">P</td><td align="left">R</td><td align="left">A</td><td align="left">T</td><td align="left">E</td><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left">H</td><td align="left">A</td><td align="left">B</td><td align="left">I</td><td align="left">T</td></tr> +<tr><td align="left">R</td><td align="left">I</td><td align="left">P</td><td align="left">E</td><td align="left">N</td><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left">A</td><td align="left">B</td><td align="left">O</td><td align="left">D</td><td align="left">E</td></tr> +<tr><td align="left">A</td><td align="left">P</td><td align="left">A</td><td align="left">R</td><td align="left">T</td><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left">B</td><td align="left">O</td><td align="left">H</td><td align="left">E</td><td align="left">A</td></tr> +<tr><td align="left">T</td><td align="left">E</td><td align="left">R</td><td align="left">S</td><td align="left">E</td><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left">I</td><td align="left">D</td><td align="left">E</td><td align="left">A</td><td align="left">L</td></tr> +<tr><td align="left">E</td><td align="left">N</td><td align="left">T</td><td align="left">E</td><td align="left">R</td><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left">T</td><td align="left">E</td><td align="left">A</td><td align="left">L</td><td align="left">S</td></tr> +</table></div> + +<p><br /></p> + +<div class="center"> +<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" summary=""> +<tr><td align="left">H</td><td align="left">I</td><td align="left">G</td><td align="left">H</td><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left">C</td><td align="left">R</td><td align="left">A</td><td align="left">B</td></tr> +<tr><td align="left">I</td><td align="left">D</td><td align="left">L</td><td align="left">E</td><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left">R</td><td align="left">O</td><td align="left">B</td><td align="left">E</td></tr> +<tr><td align="left">G</td><td align="left">L</td><td align="left">E</td><td align="left">E</td><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left">A</td><td align="left">B</td><td align="left">E</td><td align="left">L</td></tr> +<tr><td align="left">H</td><td align="left">E</td><td align="left">E</td><td align="left">D</td><td align="left"></td><td align="left"></td><td align="left">B</td><td align="left">E</td><td align="left">L</td><td align="left">T</td></tr> +</table></div> + +<h3>No. 3.</h3> + +<p class="center">Potash.</p> + +<h3>No. 4.</h3> + +<p class="center">Kentucky.</p> + +<hr class="tb" /> + +<p class="center">Charade, on page 192—Crowbar.</p> + +<hr class="chap" /> +<h2>HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE.</h2> + +<p><span class="smcap">Single Copies</span>, 4 cents; <span class="smcap">One Subscription</span>, one year, $1.50; <span class="smcap">Five +Subscriptions</span>, one year, $7.00—<i>payable in advance, postage free</i>.</p> + +<p>The Volumes of <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span> commence with the first Number in +November of each year.</p> + +<p>Subscriptions may begin with any Number. When no time is specified, it +will be understood that the subscriber desires to commence with the +Number issued after the receipt of the order.</p> + +<p>Remittances should be made by <span class="smcap">Post-Office Money-Order or Draft</span>, to avoid +risk of loss.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">HARPER & BROTHERS,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 36em;">Franklin Square, N. Y.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="chap" /> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_240" id="Page_240">[Pg 240]</a></span></p> + +<h2><a name="SOLUTION_TO_TUMBLER_TRICK" id="SOLUTION_TO_TUMBLER_TRICK">SOLUTION TO TUMBLER TRICK.</a></h2> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;"> +<img src="images/ill_019.jpg" width="300" height="246" alt="" /> +</div> + +<p>Interlock the prongs of two forks as represented in the engraving; then +firmly wedge the match between one of the lower prongs and the fork +above it, and you will find you can easily balance the match in the +desired position, and also drink the water.</p> + +<hr class="chap" /> +<h2><a name="PREDICAMENTS" id="PREDICAMENTS">PREDICAMENTS.</a></h2> + +<h3>BY G. B. BARTLETT.</h3> + +<p>This funny game comes from our German cousins, who know how to have a +good time, in spite of their gravity. In the evening they like to join +with their children in merry games around the cheerful lamp and by the +flashing fire, and it is from them that the ideas, or turning points, of +many of our best games come. This one will be found easy enough for the +little ones, and amusing enough for their parents and older friends.</p> + +<p>Any number of people can play. All sit around the room, and each one +whispers to his right-hand neighbor some situation in the form of a +question; for example, "What would you do if your manuscript was left at +your home, forty miles away, and you had not discovered the fact until +you had arisen to lecture?" Or any imaginary predicament may be +suggested; as, "What if you were driving a load of ashes over a steep +hill, and found that you had forgotten to put up the backboard of the +cart?" These questions may also touch upon sentiment; as follows, "If +you were talking sentimentally to a young lady in the woods, what if the +bank on which you were seated proved to be previously occupied by a red +ants' nest?"</p> + +<p>These situations must be as quaint, funny, and varied as possible; and +when one has been whispered to each person, all communicate in the same +manner, to the one on the left, some remedy, which, as well as the +question, must be remembered. These may be of a healing nature, like +Russia salve, soothing syrup, poor man's plaster; or serious, like a +gunshot, a halter, or an elopement; and when recited, are prefixed with +the words, "I should try," or some appropriate beginning.</p> + +<p>When all are provided with a situation and a remedy, the game is begun +by some one, who calls upon a lady or gentleman by name, and then asks, +"What would you do if—" and adds the predicament which has been given +to the speaker. The person addressed then replies, "I should try—" and +gives the remedy which has been whispered to him.</p> + +<p>The combination seldom fails to prove very amusing, either from the +exceedingly apt or the eccentric nature of the dialogue. The player who +gave the remedy proceeds at once to call out another name, the gentlemen +usually naming a lady, and the ladies a gentleman, and thus the game +goes merrily on. In order to make it perfectly clear to the children, it +may be well to give a few connected questions and answers:</p> + +<p>"Mr. Smith, what would you do if you were up in a balloon, and should +break your head against the tail of a comet?"</p> + +<p>"I should buy a cabbage."—"Miss Johnson, if you were dancing the +heel-and-toe polka, and should fall in the middle of the ball-room, what +would you do?"</p> + +<p>"I should preserve my equilibrium."—"Mr. Roberts, if your heart were +broken, what would you do?"</p> + +<p>"Bind her over to keep the peace."—"Miss Lewis, what would you do if +you were compelled to use the same glass as a beggar?"</p> + +<p>"I should say, 'Drink to me only with thine eyes.'"—"Mr. Brown, what if +you failed to make an impression?"</p> + +<p>"I should try indelible ink."</p> + +<hr class="chap" /> +<h2><a name="A_CHARADE" id="A_CHARADE">A CHARADE.</a></h2> + +<h3>BY H.</h3> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My first may grace the festive board</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">With rosy colors bright,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">And from the pantry's spicy hoard</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">'Tis often brought to light.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">But shared beside the mountain stream,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Or by old ocean's swell,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Where many happy lovers dream,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Its value who can tell?</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My second is what you, I hope,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Will never do to me;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">But lest you should, your Bible ope,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">And there your fate you'll see.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">But in my whole what happy hours,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">What moments rare, are spent,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Kissed by the breeze to which the flowers</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Their savors sweet have lent!</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Through fairy-land, unknowing care,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">The spirit wanders free,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">While birds with music fill the air—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Oh, give my whole to me!</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr class="chap" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 356px;"> +<img src="images/ill_020.jpg" width="356" height="400" alt="" /> +<span class="caption">AN ACHIEVEMENT.<br /><br />"Hi, Tom, look! I kin stand on one Foot an' keep both Eyes open!"</span> +</div> + +<hr class="chap" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 371px;"> +<img src="images/ill_021.jpg" width="371" height="400" alt="" /> +<span class="caption">"'DET UP!"</span> +</div> + +<div class="footnotes"><h3>FOOTNOTES:</h3> + +<div class="footnote"> + +<p><a name="Footnote_1_1" id="Footnote_1_1"></a><a href="#FNanchor_1_1"><span class="label">[1]</span></a> Pronounced Walapi.</p></div></div> + + + + + + + + +<pre> + + + + + +End of Project Gutenberg's Harper's Young People, February 8, 1881, by Various + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, FEB 8, 1881 *** + +***** This file should be named 44768-h.htm or 44768-h.zip ***** +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: + http://www.gutenberg.org/4/4/7/6/44768/ + +Produced by Annie R. 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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: Harper's Young People, February 8, 1881 + An Illustrated Weekly + +Author: Various + +Release Date: January 27, 2014 [EBook #44768] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ASCII + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, FEB 8, 1881 *** + + + + +Produced by Annie R. McGuire + + + + + + + + +[Illustration: HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE +AN ILLUSTRATED WEEKLY.] + + * * * * * + +VOL. II.--NO. 67. PUBLISHED BY HARPER & BROTHERS, NEW YORK. PRICE FOUR +CENTS. + +Tuesday, February 8, 1881. Copyright, 1881, by HARPER & BROTHERS. $1.50 +per Year, in Advance. + + * * * * * + + + + +[Illustration: ATTACKED IN THE PASS.--DRAWN BY FRENZENY.] + +MUFFLED. + +BY WILLIAM O. STODDARD. + + +"Rube, me boy, what's the name of this?" exclaimed Pat Linihan, as the +last wagon of the mining outfit was hauled into position, and the +grizzled veteran he spoke to was dragging the harness from his favorite +span of mules. + +"The name of it? Do you mean this hollow we've pulled up in?" + +"Dade an' I do, thin. Ye've put a name of some kind to ivery rock an' +bush we've seen the day." + +"Well, then, mebbe it's the Chico Valley. It's a place I'll be glad to +git out of with all the hair on my head." + +"It's a swate spot, for all that. Is it near here thim Wallopy red-skins +lives that makes it a bad boordin'-house for white min?" + +"Yes, this is just the place. But there isn't many of 'em, and we didn't +send 'em word we was comin'. Mebbe we'll find our way through the pass +before they scent us. They're venomous, they are. Worst kind." + +The two mules had been standing as if they were listening to him, but +now, as old Rube cast them loose, the off mule suddenly threw up his +heels and set out at a sharp trot into the grass, while his mate +stretched his long neck forward in a sonorous bray. + +"That'll do, Gov'nor," remarked Rube. "We all know you kin do it. You +and the Senator had better jest feed yer level best while yer chance is +good. Mebbe you'll be an Indian's mule yet, before you die." + +"Saints preserve thim, thin. It's foine mules they are," said Pat, very +soberly. "Misther Adams, was ye hearin' the charakther he gave the place +we're in?" + +"Is there any danger, Rube?--any real danger?" + +"Not if we can find our way through the pass, Charlie. It's more like +the neck of a bottle than anything else. Hope they haven't corked it up +with rocks for us." + +A tall, slightly built boy was Charlie Adams, and his bright blue eyes +were wide open, with a look in which there was more fun and love of +adventure than fear of anything--even of Hualapais[1] Indians. + +He had been staring around the broad level valley while the miners were +going into camp, and it did seem as if he had never looked upon anything +more beautiful. The grass was so luxuriant and green; the scattered +groves had been set down exactly in the right places; the mountains +arose so grandly on every side; surely there could not have been +imagined a prettier picture in a more wonderful frame. He said so to +Rube Sarrow, but all the reply he got from the grim old wagon-master +was, + +"Ye-es, and the red-skins mean to keep it. Thar's been more than one +outfit wiped out a-tryin' to squeeze through the Union Pass." + +The wagons of the train were drawn up in two rows, about fifty yards +apart, the light "ambulance," from which Rube had unhitched the Governor +and the Senator, was pulled across one of the open spaces at the end, +and a brisk fire had been started at the other. The ground so inclosed +contained room enough to "corral" all the mules and horses of the train +in case of an attack, and the members of that exploring party were +likely to be able to defend such a fort against any ordinary band of red +men. + +Not a sign of the presence of Indians in the neighborhood had yet been +discovered, and before the middle of the afternoon the scouts sent out +came in with a couple of fat deer. + +"That looks well," growled old Rube. "The valley hasn't been hunted out +lately. Mebbe we'll git through all right." + +The animals were watched pretty carefully, nevertheless, and they all +had a good long rest and time to feed. + +"They'd betther make the best of it," said Pat Linihan to Charlie Adams. +"It's a long pull and a hard one they've got before thim. Wud thim +red-skins take the skelp of a mule, do ye s'pose?" + +"They'd give more for yours, Pat. They'd risk almost anything for hair +as red as you have. Light their pipes, you know." + +"That's more'n I kin do wid it mesilf. But thim ambulance mules, now. +Luk at the ears of thim. Did yez iver see the loike on any human bein' +before?" + +The Governor and the Senator were mules of the largest and ungainliest +type, and they seemed to remember enough of what Rube had said about +Indians to keep them pretty close to the camp all the evening. None of +the others were permitted to stray to any great distance, and about +midnight they were all silently collected. + +The men had taken the whole matter as quietly as had their four-footed +servants, eating and sleeping as if there were no Indians in the world, +or at least in the neighborhood of the Hualapais Mountains and the Union +Pass. + +All the men, perhaps; but Charlie Adams was not a man yet, and the young +blood was tingling through his veins at the thought of actual danger and +an attack from Indians. There was no need to wake him up or call him +when the time came to get ready for another march. He was wide awake +from head to foot, and seemed to be everywhere at once, with his +repeating carbine in his hand. + +It was a queer piece of work Rube and his teamsters were at for the next +hour or so. They began by wrapping all the old blankets they had, and +some new ones, around the circumference of the wagon wheels, and they +greased the journals of the axles until there was no chance left for a +squeak to come from them. + +"They'll travel without a sound," said old Rube. "How're ye gittin' on +with the critters, boys?" + +That had been a job which interested Charlie Adams exceedingly. Every +mule and horse was fitted with a pair of buffalo-skin or blanket +moccasins, so that his feet would fall silently upon the hardest ground. +Some of the men said "shoes," some "boots," and Pat Linihan called them +"stockin's, begorra"; but Rube said "moccasins," and Charlie took him at +his word. + +Between one and two o'clock, the camp, with its fire piled up to a +brighter blaze than ever, was left behind them, and the long mining +train moved onward toward the dangerous pass. It was wonderful how +little noise they made, and Pat Linihan remarked to old Rube: + +"Sure an' it's the first toime I iver druv a muffled mule." + +"Muffle yer tongue," growled old Rube. "That's one thing I forgot." + +They made good speed, and before long Charlie Adams was aware that the +narrow wagon trail they were following had led them between great walls +of rock. + +"We'll do it," whispered old Rube to Charlie. "They're up there on the +cliffs, some of 'em, as a matter of course; but we're going to beat 'em +this time. They have an awful advantage over any fellows down here. All +they need do is to tumble down rocks on us in some places. There's just +one bad spot to go by now," said he, a little later, "but it's almost +daylight. I wish we were well past the neck." + +Nearer and nearer drew the walls of rock, but there were no sounds made +for them to echo, until at last, as he and the Senator pulled their +ambulance over an unusually rough place, and paused for breath, the +Governor seized the opportunity to stretch out his ugly neck. + +Oh! what a bray was that! It seemed to fill every cranny of the Union +Pass, and stir up the sleeping echoes, and climb up over the crags, and +old Rube instantly shouted: + +"Whip up, boys! Forward now for your lives! That thar was jest one other +thing we forgot to muffle." + +The whips cracked sharply enough now, and the Governor received at least +his share in payment for his music. + +There was no more silence. In less than a minute the heights above them +rang with fierce whoops and yells. The savages had been taken a little +by surprise, but they were there, and they had been waiting for that +train. It had nearly passed them, but they were determined to make an +effort for its capture. + +Whoop after whoop, and then the crash and thud of rocky masses tumbling +down the chasm. + +It was getting lighter every minute, and Charlie Adams strained his +bright eyes up along the crags in the hope of seeing a mark for his +carbine. + +Suddenly the sharp reports of rifles came from the front, and old Rube +exclaimed: + +"Indians in the pass! That's bad. We were almost through." + +So they were, for the ambulance Pat was driving, and that Rube and +Charlie were guarding, was the very tail of the train. + +"Look out, Charlie." + +"Bedad, they've done it! What'll I do now?" + +A heavy bowlder had come smashing down through the tilted top of the +ambulance, making dire destruction of the closely packed stowage, and +startling Pat half out of his wits. + +"Unhitch! Save your mules!" + +The Governor and the Senator had something to say about that. They were +worse scared than Pat himself, and they declared it, as mules will, in +about half a bray apiece, but then they sprang wildly away up the pass, +dragging behind them the battered ambulance, Pat and all. + +"Go it, Pat! Come on, Charlie! There's a fight ahead, but we're beyond +the neck." + +The "fight ahead" was over quickly enough, for less than half a dozen +Indians had clambered swiftly down to hide behind logs and rocks, and +try to check the advance of the train. It was getting light enough for +them to use their rifles, but so could the miners, and that was bad for +that squad of "Wallopies," as Pat called them. Only two of them climbed +up the rocks again, and all the harm they did was to wound three of the +mules, and send a ball through the arm of a driver. Their friends on the +heights were fairly driven to cover again by the storm of rifle-bullets +sent after them, and Charlie Adams's carbine cracked as loudly as if he +had been six feet high and weighed two hundred pounds. + +"I wonder if I hit any of them?" he said to Rube, after they reached an +open place and halted the train. + +"Dunno 'bout that. Most likely. I kinder hope we barked some on 'em. But +that there was a leetle the tightest squeeze I ever hed in Union Pass. +All because I didn't muffle the bray of that mule." + +"Did ye know," added Pat, "the big stone that kim into the ambylance +mashed in the molasses kag? It's a swate mess they've made of it." + +FOOTNOTES: + +[1] Pronounced Walapi. + + + + +LILY'S BALL. + + + Lily gave a party, + And her little playmates all, + Gayly dressed, came in their best + To dance at Lily's ball. + + Little Quaker Primrose + Sat and never stirred, + And, except in whispers, + Never spoke a word. + + Tulip fine and Dahlia + Shone in silk and satin; + Learned old Convolvulus + Was tiresome with his Latin. + + Snowdrop nearly fainted + Because the room was hot, + And went away before the rest + With sweet Forget-me-not. + + Pansy danced with Daffodil, + Rose with Violet; + Silly Daisy fell in love + With pretty Mignonette. + + But when they danced the country-dance, + One could scarcely tell + Which of these two danced it best-- + Cowslip or Heather-bell. + + Between the dances, when they all + Were seated in their places, + I thought I'd never seen before + So many pretty faces. + + But of all the pretty maidens + I saw at Lily's ball, + Darling Lily was to me + The sweetest of them all. + + And when the dance was over, + They went down stairs to sup, + And each had a taste of honey-cake, + With dew in a buttercup. + + And all were dressed to go away + Before the set of sun; + And Lily said "Good-by!" and gave + A kiss to every one. + + And before the moon or a single star + Was shining overhead, + Lily and all her little friends + Were fast asleep in bed. + + + + +THE PIRATE KIDD. + + +The tumult in New Amsterdam when, in August, 1664, English men-of-war +appeared in the bay was excessive. An embassy was sent to the English +commander, Nichols, at Gravesend Bay; it was composed of the Dutch +clergyman and his brother, a physician. The English refused to hear of +anything but submission, and brave Governor Stuyvesant yielded to the +storm. No blood was shed, no gun fired; the town submitted peacefully to +the invader, and its name was changed from New Amsterdam to New York. + +But the Dutch longed for their natural government, and more than once it +was reported that the great Admiral De Ruyter, at the head of the fleet +with which he swept the European seas, was coming to Sandy Hook, and +would retake the city. But he never came. A few years later, in the +second Dutch war, 1673, a fleet of twenty-three ships from Holland +sailed through the Narrows, reduced the fort on Staten Island, and +recaptured New York. But in 1674 peace was made between Holland and +England, and New York was restored to the English. + +From that time for many years Sandy Hook witnessed no hostile armament, +and only the white sails of the peaceful trader entered the deep channel +that opens into the Lower Bay. + +New York flourished in quiet ease; its Dutch burgomasters were changed +to aldermen; its fair young maidens with their admirers made up boating +parties from the Battery, or rode in gigs up to the famous Kissing Gate. +But all the people of New York were not so respectable; it was, in fact, +the haunt of disreputable persons and marauders from all parts of the +world, and among them might be seen about this time the rough, bronzed +face, the sturdy figure, of the cruel pirate Kidd. Possessed of a +considerable fortune, which he had made in a sea-faring life, Kidd had +retired from his occupation, whatever it had been, and settled +peacefully with his wife and children in New York. He was probably +looked upon as a substantial citizen. He was thought a skillful sailor. +And when in 1695 the English government resolved to send a ship to the +East Indies to put down the pirates who swarmed in the sea between +Arabia and Bombay, the Governor of New York, Lord Bellamont, selected +Kidd to command the expedition. + +Kidd went over to London, was given a fine ship, the _Adventure_ galley, +and came back to New York to gather his crew. He was sure of finding +here desperate men willing to aid him in any wicked enterprise. The ship +was soon manned, and in February, 1697, sailed out from Sandy Hook on +its dreadful voyage. Instead of putting down piracy, Kidd became the +most cruel and terrible of pirates. He haunted the Eastern seas, +plundered the rich vessels of Arabia, Armenia, or Portugal, and made +such enormous profits that even his sailors grew wealthy. But his savage +cruelty was terrible even to his own crew. He cut the throats of his +prisoners, or plunged them into the sea. The pirate ship was a scene of +demoniac wickedness. One of his crew, whom he had called a dog, cried +out, in remorse, "Yes, I am a dog; but it is you that have made me so." +Kidd, enraged, struck him dead at a blow. + +Possessed of an immense fortune in gold, silver, jewels, the pirate came +back to New York in 1699, hoping, perhaps, to purchase a pardon for all +his crimes with the aid of his powerful friends. Once more the Adventure +galley, or some other vessel of his fleet, sailed by the Hook, stained +with blood and massacre, but laden with a cargo richer than any ship had +ever brought to the quiet city before. Tradition relates that Kidd had +his friends in the coves and bays of Long Island; that he deposited +$200,000 in gold dust and coin on Gardiner's Island; that he buried his +treasure on Martha's Vineyard, and lived in a cave still seen on its +lonely shore. His ship he is supposed to have sunk near Verplanck's +Point, on the Hudson, and here a party of persons may at times be seen +diligently laboring to find the sunken vessel. To Mrs. Gardiner, of +Gardiner's Island, Kidd gave a robe of cloth of gold that was long +preserved in the family. He strove to hide from the agents of the +government, who were in pursuit of him, but was decoyed to Boston, +carried to England, tried for piracy, condemned, and executed. It is +said that the first rope used to hang him broke, and he fell to the +ground; a second was brought, and the horrible monster perished at last, +March 23, 1701. From that time pirates were banished from the American +ports, although they still swarmed in the West Indian seas and all the +unfrequented parts of the ocean. + + + + +[Illustration: THE FIRST MOUSE.] + + + + +[Begun in No. 58 of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, December 7.] + +TOBY TYLER; + +OR, TEN WEEKS WITH A CIRCUS. + +BY JAMES OTIS. + +CHAPTER IX. + +THE DINNER PARTY. + + +At noon Toby was thoroughly tired out, for whenever any one spoke kindly +to him, Mr. Lord seemed to take a malicious pleasure in giving him extra +tasks to do, until Toby began to hope that no one else would pay any +attention to him. On this day he was permitted to go to dinner first, +and after he returned he was left in charge of the booth. Trade being +dull, as it usually was during the dinner hour, he had very little work +to do after he had cleaned the glasses and set things to rights +generally. + +Therefore when he saw the very thin form of the skeleton emerge from his +tent and come toward him, he was particularly pleased, for he had begun +to think very kindly of the thin man and his fleshy wife. + +"Well, Toby," said the skeleton, as he came up to the booth, carefully +dusted Mr. Lord's private chair, and sat down very cautiously in it, as +if he had expected that it would break down under his weight, "I hear +you've been making quite a hero of yourself by capturing the monkeys +last night." + +Toby's freckled face reddened with pleasure as he heard these words, and +he stammered out, with considerable difficulty, "I didn't do anything; +it was Mr. Stubbs that brought 'em back." + +"Mr. Stubbs!" and here the skeleton laughed so heartily that Toby was +afraid he would dislocate some of his thinly covered joints. "When you +was tellin' about Mr. Stubbs yesterday, I thought you meant some one +belonging to the company. You ought to have seen my wife Lilly shake +with laughing when I told her who Mr. Stubbs was." + +"Yes," said Toby, at a loss to know just what to say, "I should think +she would shake when she laughs." + +"She does," replied the skeleton. "If you should see her when something +funny strikes her, you'd think she was one of those big plates of jelly +that they have in the bake-shop windows;" and Mr. Treat looked proudly +at the gaudy picture which represented his wife in all her monstrosity +of flesh. "She's a great woman, Toby, an' she's got a great head." + +Toby nodded his head in assent. He would have liked to have said +something nice regarding Mrs. Treat, but he really did not know what to +say, and thus he simply contented himself and the fond husband by +nodding. + +"She thinks a good deal of you, Toby," continued the skeleton, as he +moved his chair to a position more favorable for him to elevate his feet +on the edge of the counter, and placed his handkerchief under him as a +cushion; "she's talking of you all the time, and if you wasn't such a +little fellow, I should begin to be jealous of you--I should, upon my +word." + +"You're both very good," stammered Toby, so weighted down by a sense of +the honor heaped upon him as to be at a loss for words. + +"An' she wants to see more of you. She made me come out here now, when +she knew Mr. Lord would be away, to tell you that we're goin' to have a +little kind of a friendly dinner in our tent to-morrow--she's cooked it +all herself, or she's going to--and we want you to come in an' have some +with us." + +Toby's eyes glistened at the thought of the unexpected pleasure, and +then his face grew sad as he replied, "I'd like to come first-rate, Mr. +Treat, but I don't s'pose Mr. Lord would let me stay away from the shop +long enough." + +"Why, you won't have any work to do to-morrow, Toby--it's Sunday." + +"So it is," said the boy, with a pleased smile, as he thought of the day +of rest which was so near. And then he added, quickly: "An' this is +Saturday afternoon; what fun the boys at home are havin'! You see, there +hain't any school Saturday afternoon, an' all the fellers go out in the +woods." + +"And you wish you were there to go with them, don't you?" asked the +skeleton, sympathetically. + +"Indeed I do!" exclaimed Toby, quickly; "it's twice as good as any +circus that ever was." + +"But you didn't think so before you came with us, did you?" + +"I didn't know so much about circuses then as I do now," replied the +boy, sadly. + +Mr. Treat saw that he was touching on a sore subject, and one which was +arousing sad thoughts in his little companion's mind, and he hastened to +change it at once. + +"Then I can tell Lilly that you'll come, can I?" + +"Oh yes, I'll be sure to be there; an' I want you to know just how good +I think you both are to me." + +"That's all right, Toby," said Mr. Treat, with a pleased expression on +his face; "an' you may bring Mr. Stubbs with you, if you want to." + +"Thank you," said Toby, "I'm sure Mr. Stubbs will be just as glad to +come as I shall. But where will we be to-morrow?" + +"Right here. We always stay over Sunday at the place where we show +Saturday. But I must be going, or Lilly will worry her life out of her +for fear I'm somewhere getting cold; she's awful careful of me, that +woman is. You'll be on hand to-morrow at one o'clock, won't you?" + +"Indeed I will," said Toby, emphatically, "an' I'll bring Mr. Stubbs +with me too." + +With a friendly nod of the head, the skeleton hurried away to re-assure +his wife that he was safe and well, and before he had hardly disappeared +within the tent, Toby had another caller, who was none other than his +friend old Ben, the driver. + +"Well, my boy," shouted Ben, in his cheery, hearty tones, "I haven't +seen you since you left the wagon so sudden last night. Did you get +shook up much?" + +"Oh no," replied Toby; "you see, I hain't very big, an' then I struck in +the mud, so I got off pretty easy." + +"That's a fact, an' you can thank your lucky stars for it, too, for I've +seen grown-up men get pitched off a wagon in that way, an' break their +necks doin' it. But has Job told you where you was going to sleep +to-night? You know we stay over here till to-morrow." + +"I didn't think anything about that; but I s'pose I'll sleep in the +wagon, won't I?" + +"You can sleep at the hotel, if you want to; but the beds will likely be +dirty, an' if you take my advice, you'll crawl into some of the wagons +in the tent." + +Ben then explained to him that after his work was done that night, he +would not be expected to report for duty until the time for starting +Sunday night, and he concluded his remarks by saying: + +"Now you know what your rights are, an' don't you let Job impose on you +in any way. I'll be round here after you get through work, an' we'll +bunk in somewhere together." + +The arrival of Messrs. Lord and Jacobs put a stop to the conversation, +and was the signal of Toby's time of trial. It seemed to him, and with +good reason, that the chief delight which these men had in life was to +torment him, for neither ever spoke a pleasant word to him; and when one +was not giving him some difficult work to do, or finding fault in some +way, the other would be sure to be at it, and Toby had very little +comfort from the time he began work in the morning until he stopped at +night. + +It was not until after the evening performance was over that Toby had a +chance to speak with Mr. Stubbs, and then he was so tired that he simply +took the old monkey from the cage, nestled him under his jacket, and lay +down with him to sleep in the place which old Ben had selected. + +When the morning came, Mr. Stubbs aroused his young master at a much +earlier hour than he would have awakened had he been left to himself, +and the two went out for a short walk before breakfast. They went +instinctively toward the woods, and when the shade of the trees was once +reached, how the two revelled in their freedom! Mr. Stubbs climbed into +the trees, swung himself from one to the other by means of his tail, +gathered half-ripe nuts, which he threw at his master, tried to catch +the birds, and had a good time generally. + +Toby, stretched at full length on the mossy bank, watched the antics of +his pet, laughing boisterously at times as Mr. Stubbs would do some one +thing more comical than usual, and forgot there was in this world such a +thing as a circus, or such a man as Job Lord. It was to Toby a morning +without a flaw, and he took no heed of the time, until the sound of the +church bells warned him of the lateness of the hour, reminding him at +the same time of where he should be--where he would be if he was at home +with Uncle Daniel. + +In the mean time the old monkey had been trying to attract his young +master's attention, and, failing in his efforts, he came down from out +the tree, crept softly up to Toby, and nestled his head under the boy's +arm. + +This little act of devotion seemed to cause Toby's grief to burst forth +afresh, and clasping the monkey around the neck, hugging him close to +his bosom, he sobbed: + +"Oh, Mr. Stubbs, Mr. Stubbs, how lonesome we are! If we was only at +Uncle Daniel's, we'd be the two happiest people in all this world. We +could play on the hay, or go up to the pasture, or go down to the +village, an' I'd work my fingers off if I could only be there just once +more. It was wicked for me to run away, an' now I'm gettin' paid for +it." + +He hugged the monkey closely, swayed his body to and fro, presenting a +perfect picture of grief. The monkey, not knowing what to make of this +changed mood, cowered whimperingly in his arms, looking up into his +face, and licking the boy's hands with his tongue whenever he had the +opportunity. + +It was some time before Toby's grief exhausted itself, and then, still +clasping the monkey, he hurried out of the woods to the town and the now +thoroughly hated circus tents. + +The clocks were just striking one as Toby entered the inclosure used by +the show as a place of performance, and, remembering his engagement with +the skeleton and his wife, he went directly to their tent. From the +odors which assailed him as he entered, it was quite evident that a +feast of no mean proportions was in course of preparation, and Toby's +very great appetite came to him in full vigor. Even the monkey seemed +affected by the odor, for he danced about on his master's shoulder, and +chattered so that Toby was obliged to choke him a little in order to +make him present a respectable appearance. + +When Toby reached the interior of the tent, he was astonished at the +extent of the preparations that were being made, and gazed around him in +surprise. The platform on which the lean man and fat woman were in the +habit of exhibiting themselves now bore a long table, loaded with +eatables; and from the fact that eight or ten chairs were ranged around +it, Toby understood that he was not the only guest at the feast. Some +little attempt had also been made at decoration by festooning that end +of the tent at which the platform was placed with two or three flags and +some streamers, and the tent poles were fringed with tissue-paper of the +brightest colors. + +Toby had had only time enough to notice this, when the skeleton advanced +toward him, and with the liveliest appearance of pleasure, said, as he +took him by the hands with a grip that made him wince, + +"It gives me great joy, Mr. Tyler, to welcome you at one of our little +home reunions, if one can call a tent, that is moved every day in the +week, home." + +Toby hardly knew whom Mr. Treat referred to when he said "Mr. Tyler," +but by the time his hands were released from the bony grasp, he +understood that it was himself who was spoken to. + +The skeleton then formally introduced him to the other guests present, +who were sitting in one end of the tent, and evidently anxiously +awaiting the coming feast. + +[Illustration: TOBY IS INTRODUCED TO THE ALBINOS.] + +"These," said Mr. Treat, as he waved his hand toward two white-haired, +pink-eyed young ladies, who sat with their arms twined around each +other's waists, and had been eying the monkey with some appearance of +fear, "are the Miss Cushings, known to the world as the Albino Children; +they command a large salary, and form a very attractive feature of our +exhibition." + +The young ladies arose at the same time, as if they had been the Siamese +Twins, and could not act independently of each other, and bowed. + +Toby made the best bow he was capable of, and the monkey made frantic +efforts to escape, as if he would enjoy twisting his paws in their +perpendicular hair. + +"And this," continued Mr. Treat, pointing to a sickly, sour-looking +individual, who was sitting apart from the others, with his arms folded, +and looking as if he was counting the very seconds before the dinner +should begin, "is the wonderful Signor Castro, whose sword-swallowing +feats you have doubtless heard of." + +Toby stepped back just one step, as if overwhelmed by awe at beholding +the signor in the guise of a humble individual, and the gentleman who +gained his livelihood by swallowing swords unbent his dignity so far as +to unfold his arms, and present a very dirty-looking hand for Toby to +shake. The boy took hold of the outstretched hand, wondering why the +signor never used soap and water, and Mr. Stubbs, apparently afraid of +the sour-looking man, retreated to Toby's shoulder, where he sat +chattering and scolding about the introduction. + +Again the skeleton waved his hand, and this time he introduced +"Mademoiselle Spelletti, the wonderful snake-charmer, whose exploits in +this country, and before the crowned heads of Europe, had caused the +whole world to stand aghast at her daring." + +Mademoiselle Spelletti was a very ordinary-looking young lady of about +twenty-five years of age, who looked very much as if her name might +originally have been Murphy, and she too extended a hand for Toby to +grasp, only her hand was clean, and she appeared to be a very much more +pleasant acquaintance than the gentleman who swallowed swords. + +This ended the introductions, and Toby was just looking around for a +seat, when Mrs. Treat, the fat lady, and the giver of the feast which +was about to come, and which already smelled so invitingly, entered from +behind a curtain of canvas, where the cooking-stove was supposed to be +located. + +She had every appearance of being the cook for the occasion. Her sleeves +were rolled up, her hair tumbled and frowzy, and there were several +unmistakable marks of grease on the front of her calico dress. + +She waited for no ceremony, but rushed up to Toby, and taking him in her +arms, gave him such a squeeze that there seemed to be every possibility +that she would break all the bones in his body; and she kept him so long +in this bear-like embrace that Mr. Stubbs reached his little brown paws +over, and got such a hold of her hair that all present, save Signor +Castro, rushed forward to release her from the monkey's grasp. + +"You dear little thing," said Mrs. Treat, paying but very little +attention to the hair-pulling she had just undergone, and holding Toby +at arm's-length, where she could look into his face, "you were so late +that I was afraid you wasn't coming, and my dinner wouldn't have tasted +half so good if you hadn't been here to eat some." + +Toby hardly knew what to say at this hearty welcome, but he managed to +tell the large and kind-hearted lady that he had no idea of missing the +dinner, and that he was very glad she wanted him to come. + +"Want you to come, you dear little thing!" she exclaimed, as she gave +him another hug, but was careful not to get her head where Mr. Stubbs +could get hold of the hair again--"of course I wanted you to come, for +this very dinner has been got up so that you could meet these people +here, and so that they could see you." + +Toby was entirely at a loss to know what to say to this overwhelming +compliment, and for that reason he did not say anything, only submitting +patiently to the third hug, which was all Mrs. Treat had time to give +him, as she was obliged to rush behind the canvas screen again, as there +were unmistakable sounds of something boiling over on the stove. + +"You'll excuse me," said the skeleton, with an air of dignity, waving +his hand once more toward the assembled company, "but while introducing +you to Mr. Tyler, I had almost forgotten to introduce him to you. This, +ladies and gentlemen," and here he touched Toby on the shoulder, as if +he were some living curiosity whose habits and mode of capture he was +about to explain to a party of spectators, "is Mr. Toby Tyler, of whom +you heard on the night when the monkey cage was smashed, and who now +carries with him the identical monkey which was presented to him by the +manager of this great show as a token of esteem for his skill and +bravery in capturing the entire lot of monkeys without a single blow." + +By the time Mr. Treat got through with this long speech, Toby felt very +much as if he was some wonderful creation whom the skeleton was +exhibiting; but he managed to rise to his feet, and duck his little red +head in his best imitation of a bow. Then he sat down and hugged Mr. +Stubbs to cover his confusion. + +One of the Albino Children now came forward, and while stroking Mr. +Stubbs's hair, looked so intently at Toby that for the life of him he +couldn't say which she regarded as the curiosity, himself or the monkey; +therefore he hastened to say, modestly, + +"I didn't do much toward catchin' the monkeys; Mr. Stubbs here did +almost all of it, an' I only led 'em in." + +"There, there, my boy," said the skeleton, in a fatherly tone, "I've +heard the whole story from old Ben, an' I sha'n't let you get out of it +like that. We all know what you did, an' it's no use for you to deny any +part of it." + +[TO BE CONTINUED.] + + + + +A SNOW BLOCKADE. + +BY JAMES B. MARSHALL. + + +Some boys, you know, think it is capital to be at boarding-school, and +other boys don't like it. But there is no doubt that all think it is +splendid to come home for a holiday. But what if your home has been +burned down, as was Will and Harry Baker's, and your parents are living +at a hotel until the house can be rebuilt? + +The Baker boys wrote home to Rawley: "We expect living in a hotel is +pretty nice, but of course we can't do many of the things we had planned +for this holiday." + +"The new house can not be made ready before spring," wrote Mrs. Baker, +"but I do not think you have planned much you will not be able to carry +out. I have one fine piece of news to tell you. Your uncle Ben and aunt +Sue, whom you have not seen since you were very little fellows, and +those six cousins, whom you have never seen, have sold their old home in +Maine. Uncle Ben is going to build a house here, not far from our old +home. Until it is finished, he has rented a house, and you and your +cousins should have fine times together." + +The idea of meeting these cousins took away much of Will's and Harry's +disappointment. School broke up early on Thursday morning, and the next +day, Friday, was to be Mrs. Baker's birthday--a great day with the +Bakers. + +Several of the boys who had to pass through New York city in going home +went with the Baker boys, when they all arrived there, to help them +select Mrs. Baker's present. Then Will and Harry started for the ferry, +having full time to make their train. But while riding there the street +car was delayed at a cross street where a fire had broken out. Watching +the exciting scene, not more than five minutes seemed to have been lost, +but to the boys' amazement the last boat to make connection with their +train had left when they reached the ferry. And what was worse, it was +the last train before next morning to make connection at the Junction +for Rawley. After a council, it was decided to go and stay overnight at +the hotel used by Mr. Baker when in New York, and to telegraph to Rawley +what had happened. + +In the morning, when the boys awoke, they were dismayed to find that a +heavy snow-storm had set in. At the depot, long trains covered with snow +were arriving, much delayed, and every one was talking of the storm, and +what probably would happen if the snow continued. It was a great relief +to Will and Harry when at last their express train started, though the +snow fell steadily and fast. An extra engine, pushing a snow-plough, ran +ahead to clear the track, and the boys anxiously watched the storm and +the progress of the train. + +"An hour and a quarter late," said Will, noting the time as the train +drew up at the Junction station. The Rawley train, with a snow-plough +ahead of the locomotive, stood on the other side of the platform, and a +few passengers were in the depot, who had been waiting for the New York +express. There was a stout farmer talking with the conductor of the +Rawley train; and as Will approached the latter to ask a question, he +overheard him say, + +"Yes; it does look a little doubtful if we will get through to Rawley +before the snow is drifted too deep for us." + +"How far along do you think you will get? To Sanmere?" + +Sanmere was ten miles from Rawley. + +"To Rawley, I hope," answered the conductor, moving away. "All aboard!" + +Toward Sanmere the track was built in a narrow defile cut through a +hill, and beyond were a number of these cuts. When the train neared +Sanmere, the engine and plough were uncoupled from the cars to clear the +track in this narrow defile, and running swiftly ahead, were soon lost +to sight in the falling snow. In half an hour the engine was backed to +where the train stood. It was decided to leave the cars, and try to +carry the passengers to Sanmere on the engine. The six passengers, the +train-men, and the mail agent with his mail-bags, crowded into the cab, +and the engine was slowly and carefully steamed through the snow-choked +defile, and down to the station. + +Will and Harry hurried into the waiting-room to warm themselves, and +looking out at a window they saw a gentleman muffled in a great-coat +directing the other four passengers--probably to a hotel. He then +entered the waiting-room, shaking his coat free of snow. + +"Snowed in, eh, Masters Baker?" said he, in a pleasant tone. "But you +are a good deal better off than you think. What you want now is a good +warm dinner, and merry people to eat it with." + +Will and Harry looked at the gentleman narrowly as he shook hands with +them, but they could not remember having ever seen him before. + +"I know your father and mother well," continued the gentleman. "My name +is Benjamin, and I keep Benjamin's House here in Sanmere. I'm a good +landlord, if I say so myself, and promise you that directly there is a +dinner coming on my table well worth your eating." + +"I'd rather get to Rawley to-day than eat a dozen good dinners," thought +Will. + +"Have you a sleigh, Mr. Benjamin, and a pair of good horses to hire, to +take us to Rawley?" asked Harry. + +"Yes," answered Mr. Benjamin; "but the first thing you want is your +dinner. After dinner, if you wish to go to Rawley, I have just the +sleigh and pair of horses that can take you there. Now come along. Each +of you catch hold of one of my arms; I'm nearly as good as a +snow-plough." + +Before the boys had walked far along the snow-covered streets of +Sanmere, it seemed as if they had known Mr. Benjamin for a long time. + +"Here we are," said he, stopping before a large house. + +There was no "Benjamin's House" sign to be seen, but the snow was +falling fast enough to hide a dozen signs. + +"My house is full of people to-day," said Mr. Benjamin, "so come right +up stairs to a warm room, where you can change your clothes and shoes, +and make ready for dinner. Now make yourselves at home, and when dinner +is ready I will come for you." + +Merry peals of laughter could be heard down stairs, and there were +evidently plenty of young people in the house. + +"If we only had mother and father here," said Will, "it would be nearly +as good as being at home." + +"That's so," agreed Harry. "This is the kind of hotel I would like to +live in. I wonder if Pop knows about it?" + +Directly a dinner-bell rang, and there was a noise of feet sounding as +if the people were going in to dinner. In a moment in came Mr. Benjamin, +his eyes twinkling with fun, and invited them down to dinner. + +"I didn't tell you," said he, as he led the way, "that it is a +celebration dinner for my guests. I shouldn't be surprised if you should +know some of the people." + +Before the dining-room door was reached, a side door swung open, and in +a moment the boys found themselves in a pair of warm arms. + +"Mother!" "Father!" + +They were indeed Mr. and Mrs. Baker. Wide open swung the dining-room +door, and there, waiting, were Aunt Sue, the six new cousins, and a +dozen more people. + +"Welcome to Benjamin's House!" called Uncle Ben--Mr. Benjamin, as Harry +had first called him, being Uncle Ben Starr his own merry self. "And, +boys, if you want to go to Rawley through all this snow, my horses and +sleigh shall take you." + +What a dinner that was! And what a time there was, too, explaining how +Uncle Ben had invited all the Bakers to his house to spend the holidays, +and to surprise Will and Harry! + + + + +[Illustration: CARNIVAL SKETCHES.] + + + + +[Illustration: CARNIVAL SKETCHES--(CONTINUED.)] + + + + +EMBROIDERY FOR GIRLS. + +BY SUSAN HAYES WARD. + +NO. IV. + + +A gentleman who has done more beautiful art work than any other I have +ever known once told me that his principle was first to know the rules +of art, and then to do as he saw fit. The one rule of the embroiderer's +art that I would specially emphasize for you is that whatever is worth +doing at all is worth doing as well as you know how. You do not wish to +fill your homes with worthless work. It is vastly better to do but +little, and to make that as choice and dainty as possible, for the first +charm of embroidery is its nicety. + +Having thus put you on your guard, let me tell you how the New England +stitch may be modified and rendered more simple. This modified stitch is +only for those who are so painstaking that they can be trusted never to +slight their work except judiciously, for no lazy needle-woman could +resist the fascination of this easiest of embroidery stitches. She would +never use another. If you can not trust yourself, skip this article. + +[Illustration: FIG. 14.] + +Take your first stitch as in Fig. 10, then, instead of reversing the +stitch and pushing the needle from you, point the needle toward you as +shown in Fig. 14. + +Of course when each stitch is taken naturally with the needle pointing +toward you, the work reels off wonderfully fast, but the stitch loses in +effect, for instead of the pretty double twist, you now have the needle +cross the thread but once, making a single twist not nearly so pretty +when examined closely. (For work that is only to have its little day, +like a tidy or a bureau-cover, I should surely use this modified form of +the stitch. Life is too short to spend time in pushing your needle +backward, when pushing it forward will do as well. For nice work, for +hangings before choice little cabinets, or for a bed-spread that may +last a century, take the stitch the old way; but for work that is not +meant to last a lifetime, use the easiest stitch possible.) + +[Illustration: FIG. 15.] + +Fig. 15 is meant to be repeated for the ends of a table-scarf or +bureau-cover, with the border in two shades; another line can be added a +half-inch below 2 to give weight to the border. + +The lines 1 and 2 are to be worked in stem stitch, the space _a_ filled +with a darker and _b_ with a lighter shade; _c_ is not filled in. The +design (Fig. 16) can be colored to suit your room or the shade of the +stuff on which it is worked, though old gold, soft yellows, pinks, and +blues would be pretty for the flowers, the border being in old golds or +blues. + +[Illustration: FIG. 16.] + +This design would do well scattered, or, to use the technical word, +_powdered_, over a small curtain, alternating it with small sprays from +the design like _x_ or _y_, or for the corners of a small table-cover. + + + + +THE CRANES OF IBYCUS. + + +Ibycus was travelling one day on the road between Athens and Sparta, +when he was set upon by some brigands, who robbed and murdered him. He +cried for help--none was at hand; but just at the last he raised his +dying eyes toward the sky and saw a flock of cranes flying high in the +air above his head, and with his last breath he called upon _them_ to +avenge him. The assassins laughed at such a prayer; but it was strangely +answered. The men hurried off to Athens to enjoy their booty, and a few +days afterward went to the theatre, which in those days was in the open +air. As the performance was going on, some birds were noticed flying low +above the assembled crowd. "Ha! ha! those are the cranes of Ibycus!" one +of the robbers unthinkingly said to his neighbor. Sorely he repented it +the next moment, for others had caught the words. "Ibycus? Ibycus? What +had become of him?" He was a well-known man, and had been missed. The +men were seized, and believing that the gods had revealed their crime, +they confessed all, and were executed. This story is beautifully told in +one of the poems of Schiller, the great German poet. + + + + +[Begun in HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE No. 66, February 1.] + +PHIL'S FAIRIES. + +BY MRS. W. J. HAYS, + +AUTHOR OF "PRINCESS IDLEWAYS," ETC. + +CHAPTER II. + +PHIL'S NEW FRIEND. + + +[Illustration: BLACK JOE, THE FIDDLER.] + +Old black Joe had not always been either a boot-black or fiddler. In his +youthful days he had been a house-servant, and had prided himself on his +many accomplishments--his dexterity at dinners, his grace at evening +parties, the ease and unconcern with which he could meet embarrassing +emergencies at either; but times had changed for him. His old employers +had died, a scolding wife had made his home unhappy, he had lost the +little money he had saved, and he was no longer the bright, cheerful +young fellow he had been. Age and rheumatism had made him crusty; but +beneath the outward manner, which sometimes was very cross, he had a +tender heart and a pitiful nature. + +Of late years he had picked up enough for his support in the many little +ways incident to city life. He could whitewash, sweep chimneys, run on +errands--or rather walk on them, and that, too, very slowly. He +shovelled snow and carried coal, sawed wood and helped the servants at +whose homes he was employed. + +His occupations took him about to many houses, but he always irritated +the people with whom he came in contact by invariably assuring them that +their masters and mistresses were not of the real stuff that ladies and +gentlemen of _his_ day were made of; that fine feathers did not make +fine birds; that people nowadays were all alike, and had no manners. + +He made one exception only, in favor of a maiden lady, whose parents he +had known, whose servants were kind to him, and whose retired and +dignified way of living quite suited his fastidiousness. + +This was a Miss Schuyler; and nothing pleased Joe more than to have this +one person, whom he regarded with unqualified admiration, send for him +to bestow the monthly allowance she was in the habit of giving him. On +the day that he expected this summons he always gave an extra touch to +his toilet, exchanged his torn coat for a patched one, his slouch hat +for a very much worn beaver adorned with a band of rusty crape, and out +of the pocket of his coat, but never upon his hands, was to be seen an +old pair of yellow kid gloves. + +In the course of Joe's wanderings he had chanced to hear of the invalid +boy Phil, who liked to listen to his fiddle, and it did not take long to +strike up an acquaintance between them. + +Often on a rainy day, or when work was dull, Joe would spend an hour or +two with Phil, relieving his loneliness, soothing his pain, and cheering +him with his music and his rambling talk about "old times" and the +people he had seen. + +It was the latter part of May, and had been very warm; but Joe buttoned +up his best coat and donned his beaver, for his pay was due at Miss +Schuyler's. She lived in a large house, rather imposing and handsome, +and in the gayest part of the city; but she was by no means imposing or +gay in her own person. A little figure, simply dressed, a kind face +without beauty, a gentle manner, and a certain gracious kindliness and +familiarity had endeared her to Joe. On this day she was not, as usual, +sitting with her work in the library, where the sun poured in on the +bronzes and richly bound volumes, on the old engravings and the frescoed +ceiling--for Miss Schuyler liked light and warmth and color--but she was +away up in the top of the house, directing her maids in the packing of +blankets and woollens and furs, preparatory to leaving her house for the +summer. Joe had mounted stair after stair seeking her, and by the time +he reached her was quite out of breath; this, and the odor of camphor +and cedar wood, made him sneeze and cough until Miss Schuyler said to +one of the maids in a whisper, "The poor old soul would have been black +in the face had he ever been white." + +To Joe himself she said, very kindly, "My good old friend, you need not +have taken so much trouble to see me; I could have come down to you." + +"Laws, Miss Rachel, I knew you was busy, and nuffin's ever a trouble to +do for you; I go to the tops of houses often--just come from one where +poor Phil's a-groanin' with pain. That chile'll die if somebody don't do +suthin fur him soon." + +"What child?" asked Miss Schuyler, whose tender point was her love of +children. "You haven't any grandchildren, Joe, have you?" + +"No, Miss Rachel, de Lord nebber trusted me with any chil'en." + +"Well, who is Phil?" said Miss Schuyler, absently; adding, to one of her +maids, "Take care of that afghan; wrap it in an old linen sheet; it was +knitted by a very dear friend, and I do not want it moth-eaten; I had +rather lose a camel's-hair shawl." Which evidence of regard seemed very +extravagant to the girl who was obeying instructions, but which Joe +thought he appreciated. + +"Haven't I tole ye about Phil, Miss Rachel?" + +"I don't know. I don't think you have; but come down to my room, Joe, +and then I can listen to your story." + +Giving a few more directions, Miss Rachel led the way to a lovely sunny +room, with flower baskets in the windows, soft blue draperies, and +delicate appointments. Seating herself at a desk, and pointing Joe to a +chair, upon which the old man carefully spread a silk handkerchief lest +his clothes should soil the blue cushions, she counted out the money due +him, and placed it in an envelope, saying, as she did so, "Now tell me +about that child." + +"It's a white chile, Miss Rachel." + +"Well, I like white children, Joe, though I must confess the little +colored ones are much more interesting," said Miss Rachel, smiling. + +"I thought you liked my people, Miss Rachel; but this poor Phil's a +gentleman's son, very much come down far's money goes. He is too young +to know much about it, but the girl who takes care of him was brought up +in his family, and she says they was well off once." + +"But what about the boy?" asked Miss Schuyler, a little impatiently. + +"He's a great sufferer, but he's a wonderful chile. He loves to have me +play for him, and then he tells me the thoughts that come to him from +the music. I's no great player, Miss Rachel," said Joe, modestly, "but +you'd think I was, to hear him talk. He sees fairies, and he dreams +beautiful things, and his big brown eyes look as if he could a'most see +'way up into heaven. Oh, he's a strange chile; but he'll die if he stays +up in that garret room and nebber sees the green fields he's so hungry +for." + +Miss Rachel's eyes were moist, but she took a card and pencil from her +desk. "Where does he live--in what street and what number?" + +"I'm sorry, Miss Rachel-- You jess go up the Avenue, and turn down the +fourth or fifth street, and up a block or two, and it's the fust house +with a high stoop and green shutters. I allers go in the alleyway, so I +forgit numbers." + +Miss Schuyler bit her lip to keep from smiling, thought a moment, +scribbled a memorandum, rang the bell, and gave some more directions; +left the room, and came back with her bonnet on. "Can you show me the +way to Phil's house, Joe?" + +"Course I can, Miss Rachel," replied the old man, delighted that his +words had aroused his listener's sympathies. + +"It's not very far; he's all alone, 'cause Lisa has to be away all day. +And I shouldn't wonder"--here he dropped his voice to a whisper--"if +sometimes he was hungry; but he'd nebber say so." + +This latter remark made Miss Schuyler bid Joe wait for her in the hall, +while she went to a closet, found a basket, in which she placed a snowy +napkin, some biscuit, some cold chicken, and a few delicious little +cakes. In her pocket she put a little flask of some strong cordial she +had found of service on her many errands of charity. + +How proud Joe was to be her escort! but how meekly he walked behind the +lady whose footsteps he thought were those of a real gentlewoman, the +only one to whom he would accord this compliment, although he passed +many elegant dames in gay attire. + +The little gray figure, with its neat, quiet simplicity, was his +embodiment of elegance, for somehow Joe had detected the delicate +perfume of a sweet nature and a loving heart--a heart full of Christian +charity and unselfishness. + +They walked for some distance, and the day was so warm that Miss +Schuyler moderated her usual rapid pace to suit the old man's feebler +steps. Off the Avenue a long way, up another, down a side street, until, +amidst a crowded, disagreeable neighborhood, Joe stopped. + +"You had better lead me still, Joe. The boy might be frightened or +annoyed at seeing a stranger: I dare say he's nervous. Go up, and I will +wait outside the door while you ask him if I may come and see him. Wait, +there's a flower stall a little way from here; I will get a bunch. Take +my basket, and I will be back in a few moments. I am glad I thought of +the flowers; children always like them." + +She hastened off, while Joe leaned on his cane and muttered blessings +upon her; but some rude boys beginning to chaff him, he turned on them +with his usual crustiness, and quite forgot his beatitudes. + +Miss Schuyler came back in a few minutes with a lovely bunch of bright +blossoms embosomed in geranium leaves. + +"Now, then, Joe, this shall be my card; take it in, and tell Phil I am +coming." + +"God bress you, Miss Rachel!" was all Joe could reply. + +Miss Rachel had her own way of doing things. It was nothing new for her +to carry flowers and dainties to the sick poor. She had been much with +sick people, and she knew that those who have no luxuries and few +necessaries care for the things which do not really sustain life quite +as much as do those who can command both. + +[TO BE CONTINUED.] + + + + +MY MONKEY. + +BY JIMMY BROWN. + + +[Illustration] + +There never was such luck. I've always thought that I'd rather have a +monkey than be a million heir. There is nothing that could be half so +splendid as a real live monkey, but of course I knew that I never could +have one until I should grow up and go to sea and bring home monkeys and +parrots and shawls to mother just as sailors always do. But I've +actually got a monkey and if you don't believe it just look at these +pictures of him that Mr. Travers made for me and told me to send to the +YOUNG PEOPLE so that Mr. Harper would know that the monkey was genuine +and unadulterated. + +[Illustration] + +It was Mr. Travers that got the monkey for me. One day there came a +woman with an organ and a monkey into our yard. + +She was an Italian, but she could speak a sort of English and she said +that the "murderin' spalpeen of a monkey was just wearing the life of +her out." So says Mr. Travers "What will you take for him?" and says +she, "It's five dollars I'd be after selling him for, and may good luck +go wid ye!" + +What did Mr. Travers do but give her the money and hand the monkey to +me, saying, "Here, Jimmy! take him and be happy." Wasn't I just happy +though? + +[Illustration] + +Jocko--that's the monkey's name--is the loveliest monkey that ever +lived. Toby Tyler may talk about his "Mr. Stubbs," and tell how he +understands everything said to him, and begs for crullers, and all that; +but I tell you "Mr. Stubbs" was just an ordinary illiterit monkey +alongside of my Jocko. I hadn't had him an hour when he got out of my +arms and was on the supper table before I could get him. The table was +all set and Bridget was just going to ring the bell, but the monkey +didn't wait for her. + +[Illustration] + +To see him eating the chicken salad was just wonderful. He finished the +whole dish in about two minutes, and was washing it down with the oil +out of the salad bottle when I caught him. Mother was awfully good about +it and only said, "Poor little beast he must be half starved Susan how +much he reminds me of your brother." A good mother is as good a thing as +a boy deserves, no matter how good he is. + +[Illustration] + +The salad someway did not seem to agree with Jocko for he was dreadfully +sick that night. You should have seen how limp he was, just like a girl +that has fainted away and her young man is trying to lift her up. Mother +doctored him. She gave him castor oil as if he was her own son, and +wrapped him up in a blanket and put a mustard plaster on his stomach and +soaked the end of his tail in warm water. He was all right the next day +and was real grateful. I know he was grateful because he showed it by +trying to do good to others, at any rate to the cat. Our cat wouldn't +speak to him at first, but he coaxed her with milk, just as he had seen +me do and finally caught her. It must have been dreadfully aggravoking +to the cat, for instead of letting her have the milk he insisted that +she was sick and must have medicine. So he took Bridget's bottle of +hair-oil and a big spoon and gave the cat such a dose. When I caught him +and made him let the cat go there were about six table-spoonfuls of oil +missing. Mr. Travers said it was a good thing for it would improve the +cat's voice and make her yowl smoother, and that he had felt for a long +time that she needed to be oiled. Mother said that the monkey was cruel +and it was a shame but I know that he meant to be kind. He knew the oil +mother gave him had done him good, and he wanted to do the cat good. I +know just how he felt, for I've been blamed many a time for trying to do +good, and I can tell you it always hurt my feelings. + +[Illustration] + +The monkey was in the kitchen while Bridget was getting dinner yesterday +and he watched her broil the steak as if he was meaning to learn to cook +and help her in her work, he's that kind and thoughtful. The cat was +outdoors, but two of her kittens were in the kitchen, and they were not +old enough to be afraid of the monkey. When dinner was served Bridget +went up stairs and by-and-by mother says "What's that dreadful smell +sure's you're alive Susan the baby has fallen in to the fire." Everybody +jumped up and ran up stairs, all but me, for I knew Jocko was in the +kitchen and I was afraid it was he that was burning. When I got into the +kitchen there was that lovely monkey broiling one of the kittens on the +gridiron just as he had seen Bridget broil the steak. The kitten's fur +was singeing and she was mewing, and the other kitten was sitting up on +the floor licking her chops and enjoying it and Jocko was on his +hind-legs as solemn and busy as an owl. I snatched the gridiron away +from him and took the kitten off before she was burned any except her +fur, and when mother and Susan came down stairs they couldn't understand +what it was that had been burning and guessed the cook must have put +egg-shell on the fire. + +This is all the monkey has done since I got him day before yesterday. +Father has been away for a week but is coming back in a few days, and +won't he be delighted when he finds a monkey in the house? + + + + +[Illustration: OUR POST-OFFICE BOX] + + + ATHENS, GEORGIA. + + I wish to say to the correspondents who wrote to me for exchange of + postmarks that I can not answer all their letters right away, as I + have received so many, but I will answer them as soon as I can. + + LOUIS J. BRUMBY. + +In justice to Master Louis, we state that the above letter was received +at our office on December 14, 1880, but owing to the crowded state of +our Post-office Box, has been pushed aside until now. + +A large number of our correspondents are in the same trouble as this +Georgia boy. The demands upon them are so large that they can not +possibly obtain a sufficient supply of postmarks, stamps, or other +things to meet them all promptly, and they are in distress, fearing that +they will be thought dishonorable, when they are in reality overwhelmed +by the great number of demands upon their boyish resources. + +The explanation of this trouble is very simple. A boy possessing a small +number of stamps and postmarks, or perhaps a shelf of pretty minerals, +being anxious to obtain more, sends a request for exchange to YOUNG +PEOPLE. Now the subscribers to YOUNG PEOPLE number many thousands, and +the number of readers can not be estimated. A great many of these also +have small collections which they are anxious to enlarge. The +consequence is that the boy who has offered exchange receives to his +astonishment a dozen or more letters daily, many of them containing +specimens for which an immediate return is expected. Now he has started +out with, say, three hundred postmarks--probably not so many--as his +stock in trade, and has offered a given number from the State where he +lives for the same number from any other State. The demands of the first +week exhaust his small store, and even with the help of his friends he +can not collect fast enough to satisfy his correspondents. He can not +use those he has received, even were he willing to part with them, for +they are not from the State from which he has promised specimens, so he +is compelled to work slowly, and appear for the time to be neglectful +and remiss in keeping his promises. Could he answer every letter, and +explain how matters stood, of course all would be right. But he is a +school-boy, and has lessons to learn, or is otherwise employed; and even +if he has leisure, no one needs to be told that to answer a large number +of letters every day is an impossible performance for a boy from ten to +fifteen years old, the average limits of the age of those who offer +exchange in our columns. + +In view of the impossibility of promptly answering all communications, +the Post-office Box is often requested to publish an explanation. +Whenever it is possible, we print these boyish appeals for indulgence, +but they are very often crowded out. + +We are sorry to see so little reason and forbearance on the part of some +boys who fail to receive answers from exchanges at the time they expect. +We have received numerous complaints, to all of which we pay no +attention, and which we often have positive proof are wholly unjust. We +assure those boys from whom we have received such communications that +they do not rise in our estimation by their hasty accusations of their +correspondents, of whose circumstances or character they know nothing, +beyond the mere fact that their letters to them have not been +immediately answered. A boy who is himself honorable will seek excuses +for his delinquent correspondent, and will never accuse him of +unfairness, even in his own mind, unless he has positive proof that the +charge is well founded. In future, all requests for exchange, +accompanied by complaints of the delinquency of other parties, will not +be noticed in our columns. + +Considering the length of our exchange list, these misunderstandings +have been so few that they may be classed as exceptions to the general +rule. The majority of our correspondents speak in the highest terms of +the fairness with which exchanges have been conducted, of the valuable +additions they have made to their collections, and of the pleasant +friendships they have formed. + +In spite of all our good advice in the matter of full and distinctly +written addresses, carelessness in this respect is still the source of +some annoyance. We frequently receive letters from boys and girls who +are troubled because they have received some specimen which they can not +even acknowledge, as the sender omitted either name or address, +sometimes both. We have no space to explain all these matters, and in +such cases leave it for the careless correspondent to learn by +experience the troublous results of inattention. + + * * * * * + +YOUNG MEN'S SOCIETY FOR HOME STUDY.--A very useful society has been +formed in Cambridge, Massachusetts, for the purpose of aiding boys of +fifteen years and upward in systematic study. It is organized under the +lead of such gentlemen as Oliver Wendell Holmes, Henry W. Longfellow, +William D. Howells, Charles Dudley Warner, and others, and is designed +to guide and encourage the youth of America by opening to them, by means +of correspondence, systematic courses of study in various subjects. +Courses of reading and plans of work are arranged, from which +subscribers to the society may select one or more, according to their +taste and leisure, and aid is given them from time to time through +directions and advice. The courses embrace history, natural science, +mathematics, and literatures of different nations, divided into +sections. No subscribers are admitted under fifteen years of age. Each +member pays a fee of two dollars on entering. Full particulars may be +obtained by addressing the secretary, Frederic Gardiner, Jun., +Cambridge, Massachusetts, to whom all communications, marked Y. M. S. on +a corner of the envelope, should be sent by all who desire further +information on the subject, with postage stamp inclosed for the reply. + + * * * * * + + CHESTNUT HILL, MASSACHUSETTS. + + We report willow "pussies" found on Sunday, January 16. As this may + seem incredible, we inclose a sprig of the "pussies." + + J. and M. + +A fresh twig covered with soft, pearly aments accompanied this letter. + + * * * * * + + FERGUS FALLS, MINNESOTA. + + For two winters my gift from a lady who never forgets me is YOUNG + PEOPLE. It is the greatest pleasure I have, for I am a helpless + invalid. I can not stand or take a single step, and never shall + until I walk in the golden streets. I have only the partial use of + my left hand. I can read, and with great effort write a little. I + know so well how to pity the sick and lame children who sometimes + write to the Post-office Box! I want to thank YOUNG PEOPLE for + brightening so many of my weary hours. I mean to have it always. + + EDDIE S. + + * * * * * + + CINCINNATI, OHIO. + + I read in YOUNG PEOPLE about "An Empty Stocking" and the Toy + Mission, and I want to tell the children what we did in our + Kindergarten, Christmas. Our dear teacher told us each to bring a + toy or some pretty thing, and together with some other kind + Kindergarten teachers she made a beautiful tree for the poor + children of the free Kindergartens of Cincinnati. + + I love YOUNG PEOPLE. I am seven years old now, and I am going to + take it until I am a young lady. + + My brother has eight rabbits, and he calls them "The Bucktoot + Family." + + JULIA H. D. + + * * * * * + + MIDDLE BAR, CALIFORNIA. + + My grandma has made me a present of YOUNG PEOPLE. + + My mother says there were some pictures of the place where we live + in HARPER'S MAGAZINE once, and of men washing gold out of the + river. Chinamen get gold out of it now. + + I have never been to school, but I am going when I am twelve. I am + eight now, and my mother teaches me. My brothers are learning + German, and sometimes they talk it to me. + + KATE S. + + * * * * * + + BALTIMORE, MARYLAND. + + Here are some pretty experiments for the Chemists' Club. + + _Tin Tree_.--Pour about a pint of distilled or rain water into a + common decanter; put in three drams of chloride of tin, and about + ten drops of nitric acid. When the chloride of tin is dissolved, + suspend a piece of zinc wire in the mixture, and set the whole + where it will not be disturbed. In a few hours the wire will be + covered with beautiful crystals of tin precipitated from the + solution. In this experiment it is wonderful to see the laminae, or + thin plates, shoot out, as it were, from nothing. + + _Silver Tree_.--Put into a decanter four drams of nitrate of + silver, and fill up the decanter with distilled or rain water; + then drop in about an ounce of mercury, suspend a piece of zinc + wire, and place the mixture where it will not be moved. In a short + time the silver will be precipitated in beautiful and sparkling + arborescent forms. + + JOHN E. H. + +These metal trees make very beautiful ornaments, and it is very +interesting to watch the formations. A recipe for a lead tree was given +in the Post-office Box of YOUNG PEOPLE No. 48. + + * * * * * + + OCEAN GROVE, NEW JERSEY. + + My school-teacher has started a "Boys' and Girls' Lyceum" in our + school. We prepare original pieces, and answer questions, and we + speak, read, sing, and play on the piano. + + There is a little snow on the ground, and it is very slippery. I + fell off my sled to-day, and cut my cheek. + + I have lots of dolls, and my pet doll is named Louise, after my + mamma. I am nine years old. + + MAUDE M. + + * * * * * + + NEW YORK CITY. + + I am a little boy seven years old. I am in the First Reader. What I + like to do best is to fish. I often catch twenty in one day. I can + swim under water and dive. I do all these things at my + grandmother's in the country. + + ARTHUR D. B. + + My brother Arthur and I have a boat, and we row up the river which + runs in front of our house in the country. Then one of us steers + the boat, while the other sits in the bow with an oar raised, and + the wind and the tide carry us home. I am nine years old. + + FREDDIE C. B. + + * * * * * + + SULLIVAN, INDIANA. + + We think HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE is the best paper published. Mamma + gave it to my sister for a birthday present. I am five years old. I + can read a little, and can print a letter. I printed this. + + We have a calf named Rosie that is only a year and two months old, + and weighs eight hundred and eighty-five pounds. I have a dear + baby brother. + + HELEN M. + + * * * * * + + NEW YORK CITY. + + I enjoy reading HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE very much, although I am + fifteen years old. I am employed in a large hardware house in this + city. I think we boys ought to appreciate the privilege given us in + this paper of exchanging our postage stamps and postmarks. And it + is a satisfaction to feel that the same paper we receive and read + is also received and read by so many other boys and girls in so + many different parts of our own and other countries. + + J. C. L. + + * * * * * + + PROVIDENCE, RHODE ISLAND. + + I want to tell you how near I came to being run over by an engine. + It was one awful cold Saturday morning, and the sidewalk on the + avenue where we slide was all covered with ice. I started at the + top of the hill, and went down very swiftly. At the foot of the + hill there is a railroad, and on one side of it there was a big + snow-bank. When I got to that snow-bank, I could not stop my sled, + and I went clear over it right in front of an engine that was + standing on the track. I got up and took myself and the sled out of + the way in a hurry, and just then the engine started. + + HORACE G. B. + + * * * * * + + COLUMBUS, MISSISSIPPI. + + I am nine years old, and I go to school. We have a class of boys, + and we read in YOUNG PEOPLE instead of a reader. We read all the + stories, and like them very much. We expect to have a railroad here + in a few years, and street cars too. + + Charles W. W. + + * * * * * + + LINCOLN, TENNESSEE, _January_ 18, 1881. + + I have received over thirty applications for Egyptian stamps, and + my supply is exhausted. Applicants will please wait until I can get + more stamps from my sister, who is in Egypt. + + AMBROSE STRANG. + + * * * * * + + NEWPORT, DELAWARE. + + I am very much pleased with YOUNG PEOPLE. My uncle sends it to me, + and also to a little girl in Brooklyn, and one in Illinois. I am + eight years old. My papa reads the stories to us, and also the + letters in the Post-office Box. I think all the little people would + like to hear again from Judith Wolff, of Barranquilla, in the + United States of Colombia. + + NELLIE B. F. + + * * * * * + + I would like to exchange foreign postage stamps and some very old + United States stamps, for coins, minerals, or insects. I am twelve + years old. + + L. A. V. Z., + 52 University Place, New York City. + + * * * * * + + Last Christmas my mamma presented me with a year's subscription to + YOUNG PEOPLE, and I like it so much I think it would be a good plan + for every little boy's mamma to do the same. + + I have a few postage stamps from New Zealand, Turkey, Hong-Kong, + and other localities, which I would like to exchange for others. I + am ten years old. + + PERCY L. MCDERMOTT, + 523 Marcy Avenue, Brooklyn, L. I. + + * * * * * + + I wish to begin a collection of birds' eggs, and will give forty + stamps for four eggs, or ten stamps for one egg. I am eleven years + old. + + FRANK L. BREWER, + 108 West Fifty-seventh Street, New York City. + + * * * * * + + I am trying to get a collection of shells and other curiosities, + but as yet I have very few things. + + I would like to exchange some shells, a wild boar's tooth, and a + few other curiosities, for curiosities and birds' eggs. + + ALICE E. THORP, + P. O. Box 618, Newport, R. I. + + * * * * * + +The following exchanges are also offered by correspondents: + + Postmarks. + + SAM G. SMITH, + Heckatoo, Lincoln County, Ark. + + * * * * * + + Stamps from Sweden and Switzerland, for stamps from Germany. + + ALICE V. SMITH, + Holly Tree Coffee Rooms, Newport, R. I. + + * * * * * + + A Swedish coin of 1871, for ten foreign stamps, or for the same + number of the United States Treasury or Naval Departments. + + JAY H. MALTBY, + Detroit, Becker County, Minn. + + * * * * * + + Postmarks, United States and foreign stamps, silver and copper + coins, Indian relics, and other curiosities. + + E. L. BRICE, Sunbury, Penn. + + * * * * * + + Postmarks, for German, French, Italian, or Spanish stamps. + + B. C. G., + P. O. Box 1138, Mankato, Minn. + + * * * * * + + Stamps, postmarks, birds' eggs, or minerals, for sea-shells, + Florida moss, or any curiosity from the South or far West. + + JEAN C. PORTER, + Warren, Trumbull County, Ohio. + + * * * * * + + Minerals. + + JOHNNIE SEELEY, + Potsdam, St. Lawrence County, N. Y. + + * * * * * + + Indian arrow-heads, for coins. + + CHARLES F. JENKINS, + West Chester, Chester County, Penn. + + * * * * * + + Foreign stamps, for Indian arrow-heads or birds' eggs. + + HOWARD G. CHASE, + 19 Woodland Terrace, West Philadelphia, Penn. + + * * * * * + + One hundred stamps from Brazil, Spain, Australia, and other foreign + countries, for fifteen coins. + + HOWARD J. VAN DOREN, + 89 State Street, Brooklyn, L. I. + + * * * * * + + Foreign, United States, and internal revenue stamps, postmarks, and + United States and foreign coins, for birds' eggs, minerals, or + coins. + + WILLARD BARNES, + Wellsville, Allegany County, N. Y. + + * * * * * + + Twenty-five postmarks, for four birds' eggs. + + CLAUDE N. COMSTOCK, + Albany, Gentry County, Mo. + + * * * * * + + A rock from Missouri, for one from any other State except Colorado. + + HARRY LEE, + Warrensburg, Johnson County, Mo. + + * * * * * + + Postmarks. + + FRANK H. PAYNE, + P. O. Box C, Titusville, Penn. + + * * * * * + + Rare birds' eggs, for others. + + EDDY LOOMIS, + P. O. Box 191, Geneva, N. Y. + + * * * * * + + Stamps, for Indian arrow-heads or other relics, old coins, ocean + curiosities, or South American stamps. Twenty foreign stamps, for a + good specimen of gold ore. + + R. H. REDDISH, + 98 Court Street, Brooklyn, L. I. + + * * * * * + + Postmarks. + + CHARLES H. DAILEY, + Dayton, Campbell County, Ky. + + * * * * * + + Curious rocks from Indiana, for Indian arrow-heads or sea-shells. + + CLARENCE MARSHALL, + Economy, Wayne County, Ind. + + * * * * * + + Patterns for knitted lace. + + HELEN A. SEARING, + Saugerties, Ulster County, N. Y. + + * * * * * + + Postmarks. + + ADOLPH VALOIS, + 267 First Street, Jersey City, N. J. + + * * * * * + + Rock from Italy, for European postage stamps. + + A. J. DENT, + Care of J. E. Dent, Columbia, S. C. + + * * * * * + + Calcite, dog-tooth-spar, amygdaloid, and Roxbury pudding-stone, for + other minerals. Specimens from Nova Scotia especially desired. + + CHARLES GARRISON, + 32 Linwood Street, Roxbury, Mass. + + * * * * * + + Foreign postage stamps, for birds' eggs, Indian relics, ocean + curiosities, or minerals. + + JENNIE DENISON, + Bay City, Mich. + + * * * * * + + Stamps and monograms, for birds' eggs. + + CHARLES G. CARTER, + P. O. Box 1167, Titusville, Penn. + + * * * * * + + Postmarks, for United States and foreign postage stamps. + + CHARLES J. LIVINGOOD, + P. O. Box 200, Reading, Penn. + + * * * * * + + Postage stamps. + + HARRY F. SINCLAIR, + 109 East Seventy-ninth Street, New York city. + + * * * * * + +C. N. C.--The specimen you send is a postmark. For purposes of exchange +it is better to cut the postmark square, as it is more easily pasted in +an album in the manner described in an article on "Stamp Collecting" in +YOUNG PEOPLE No. 54, which has been applied by many of our readers to +postmarks as well. + + * * * * * + +We have been requested to bring to the notice of those correspondents +who may write to Judith Wolff, of Barranquilla, that they can not +receive answers to their letters sooner than six or eight weeks. + + * * * * * + +"ELECTRICITY."--"The Brave Swiss Boy" has not been published in book +form. The entire story, however, is contained in the first nine numbers +of YOUNG PEOPLE, Vol. I. + + * * * * * + +VIRGIE MCL.--We are very sorry to disappoint you, but our Post-office +Box is so crowded that we can not give up space to your poem. Neither +can we print your offer of exchange, for reasons which were given in the +introductory paragraph to the Post-office Box of YOUNG PEOPLE No. 45. + + * * * * * + +NELLIE A. B.--See answer to William D. in the Post-office Box of No. 64. + + * * * * * + +NEW SUBSCRIBER.--The article you inquire about is entitled "A Cheap +Canoe," and is contained in No. 26, page 350, of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, +Vol. I. + + * * * * * + +A. C.--The price of the cover for HARPER'S MAGAZINE is fifty cents. + + * * * * * + +OTIS S.--We can not give the description you desire. + + * * * * * + +C. P. J.--It is now so late in the season that the information you ask +for will not be given in YOUNG PEOPLE until next winter. + + * * * * * + +SCHOOL-BOY.--Ferdinand De Soto, who discovered the Mississippi River, +was born in Estremadura, Spain, about 1495. He came to America when very +young, and was one of the most daring companions of Pizarro in the +conquest of Peru. In 1538 he attempted the conquest of Florida, +believing that he should find heaps of gold there, instead of which he +and his men had a very sad time, and after many misfortunes, gave up +their fruitless search. De Soto died on the banks of the Mississippi in +1542, and his companions, wishing to conceal his death from the Indians, +sunk his body by night in the middle of the river. + + * * * * * + +JULIE J. B.--Juggernaut, the holy city of the Hindoos, is situated on +the Bay of Bengal. Its main street is composed of temples and other +religious edifices, and at the southern end is an immense structure, +said to have been built during the twelfth century, which is dedicated +to the idol Juggernaut--a word signifying "lord of the world." This idol +has an enormous chariot forty-five feet high, and mounted on sixteen +wheels, and during the great festival, which occurs in March, it is +taken from the temple, and being placed on the chariot, is dragged about +the streets by the thousands of pilgrims who come from all parts of +India to this yearly celebration. So terrible are the ignorance and +superstition of these idol-worshippers that, until prevented by the +British authorities, hundreds threw themselves beneath the wheels of +this enormous car during its passage through the city, and were crushed +to death. Even mothers would throw their infants to be killed in this +horrible manner, thinking in this way to secure for them eternal +happiness and favor in the eyes of the hideous idol. Although this +absurd worship is still carried on to a large extent, the sacrifice of +victims is no longer possible. + + * * * * * + +WILLIE PARKHURST.--"How to Build an Ice-Boat" was published in YOUNG +PEOPLE No. 56. + + * * * * * + +FRED B. AND FRED W.--A set of Dallemeyer lenses, even of the smallest +size, is somewhat expensive. You can get good portrait lenses from eight +dollars a set to a very high price. There are other and cheaper kinds +which would, no doubt, answer your purpose. The best thing for you to do +is to go to some large dealer in photographic instruments, and get a +list of styles and prices of lenses and materials.--"The Moral Pirates" +began in YOUNG PEOPLE No. 31, and was concluded in No. 45. + + * * * * * + +Favors are acknowledged from Freddie L. Foster, Kirk Haddock, E. H. +Brown, Mary L. Shober, Maggie A. E., Ettie C. I., Lee M. Hopper, Maud P. +Abbott, John Demarest, Mamie Valentine, William G. Moore, B. F. Corey, +Minnie C. M., Bessie W., Maud C., Samuel K. B., B. T. H., L. Jay E., +Martie W. H., Willie C. C., Lewis H., Pickey and Quinea Francis, Marion +Ellis, Irene McM., Willie Lloyd, "Starlight," Ned Beck, Ina H. Bartlett, +Josephine Beekman, Mertie W. L., Gertrude G., Jimmie Canfield, Stella L. +Paine, Aseneth Michener, Mary Lawrence, David Baker Rushmore, A. G. D., +Willie C. Whetton, Mary L. McCullock. + + * * * * * + +Correct answers to puzzles have been received from Roe Stewart, Howard +B. Lent, Eddie and Willie Kendel, Louise Smith, Bessie Winans, G. J. +Broome, Jun., Charles Gaylor, E. J. W., Carrie M. Pike, "Starry Flag," +Isobel and Harry Jacobs, E. E. Harris, Daisy Mitchell, Allie Maxwell, +Andrew C. De Motte, Charlie Haight. + + * * * * * + +PUZZLES FROM YOUNG CONTRIBUTORS. + +No. 1. + +ENIGMA. + + In frequent, not in oft. + In liquid, not in soft. + In laugh, not in scream. + In vision, not in dream. + In channel, not in strait. + In door, not in gate. + In poach, not in plunder. + In stumble, not in blunder. + In pliant, not in tough. + In coarse, not in rough. + In cycle, not in year. + My whole a season drawing near. + + DAME DURDEN. + + * * * * * + +No. 2. + +RHOMBOID. + +Across.--A cut. A germ. To rip. To pull. In the body. + +Down.--A letter from Washington. In the same manner. Regular. To notice. +To venture. A fish. A pronoun. Another letter from Washington. + + WALTER. + + * * * * * + +No. 3. + +DIAMOND. + +In ride. A character in music. Parts of the body. Suspended. To loose. A +Latin numeral. In ride. + + MARK MARCY. + + * * * * * + +No. 4. + +EASY SQUARES. + +1. First, a musical instrument. Second, a tree found in the East Indies. +Third, a bog. Fourth, a town in Upper Egypt. + + JOHNNIE. + +2. First, prospect. Second, inactive. Third, a girl's name. Fourth, +feeble. + + T. K. P. + + * * * * * + +No. 5. + +ENIGMA. + + In bold, not in shy. + In run, not in fly. + In tongue, not in head. + In white, not in red. + In shore, not in land. + In arm, not in hand. + In fire, not in water. + In lime, not in mortar. + In type, not in feature. + My whole a short-lived creature. + + JOHN N. H. + + * * * * * + +ANSWERS TO PUZZLES IN No. 64. + +No. 1. + + P R + K E G J O T + P E N N Y - R O Y A L + G N U T A G + Y L + +No. 2. + + P R A T E H A B I T + R I P E N A B O D E + A P A R T B O H E A + T E R S E I D E A L + E N T E R T E A L S + + H I G H C R A B + I D L E R O B E + G L E E A B E L + H E E D B E L T + +No. 3. + +Potash. + +No. 4. + +Kentucky. + + * * * * * + +Charade, on page 192--Crowbar. + + + + +HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE. + + +SINGLE COPIES, 4 cents; ONE SUBSCRIPTION, one year, $1.50; FIVE +SUBSCRIPTIONS, one year, $7.00--_payable in advance, postage free_. + +The Volumes of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE commence with the first Number in +November of each year. + +Subscriptions may begin with any Number. When no time is specified, it +will be understood that the subscriber desires to commence with the +Number issued after the receipt of the order. + +Remittances should be made by POST-OFFICE MONEY-ORDER OR DRAFT, to avoid +risk of loss. + + HARPER & BROTHERS, + Franklin Square, N. Y. + + + + +SOLUTION TO TUMBLER TRICK. + + +[Illustration] + +Interlock the prongs of two forks as represented in the engraving; then +firmly wedge the match between one of the lower prongs and the fork +above it, and you will find you can easily balance the match in the +desired position, and also drink the water. + + + + +PREDICAMENTS. + +BY G. B. BARTLETT. + + +This funny game comes from our German cousins, who know how to have a +good time, in spite of their gravity. In the evening they like to join +with their children in merry games around the cheerful lamp and by the +flashing fire, and it is from them that the ideas, or turning points, of +many of our best games come. This one will be found easy enough for the +little ones, and amusing enough for their parents and older friends. + +Any number of people can play. All sit around the room, and each one +whispers to his right-hand neighbor some situation in the form of a +question; for example, "What would you do if your manuscript was left at +your home, forty miles away, and you had not discovered the fact until +you had arisen to lecture?" Or any imaginary predicament may be +suggested; as, "What if you were driving a load of ashes over a steep +hill, and found that you had forgotten to put up the backboard of the +cart?" These questions may also touch upon sentiment; as follows, "If +you were talking sentimentally to a young lady in the woods, what if the +bank on which you were seated proved to be previously occupied by a red +ants' nest?" + +These situations must be as quaint, funny, and varied as possible; and +when one has been whispered to each person, all communicate in the same +manner, to the one on the left, some remedy, which, as well as the +question, must be remembered. These may be of a healing nature, like +Russia salve, soothing syrup, poor man's plaster; or serious, like a +gunshot, a halter, or an elopement; and when recited, are prefixed with +the words, "I should try," or some appropriate beginning. + +When all are provided with a situation and a remedy, the game is begun +by some one, who calls upon a lady or gentleman by name, and then asks, +"What would you do if--" and adds the predicament which has been given +to the speaker. The person addressed then replies, "I should try--" and +gives the remedy which has been whispered to him. + +The combination seldom fails to prove very amusing, either from the +exceedingly apt or the eccentric nature of the dialogue. The player who +gave the remedy proceeds at once to call out another name, the gentlemen +usually naming a lady, and the ladies a gentleman, and thus the game +goes merrily on. In order to make it perfectly clear to the children, it +may be well to give a few connected questions and answers: + +"Mr. Smith, what would you do if you were up in a balloon, and should +break your head against the tail of a comet?" + +"I should buy a cabbage."--"Miss Johnson, if you were dancing the +heel-and-toe polka, and should fall in the middle of the ball-room, what +would you do?" + +"I should preserve my equilibrium."--"Mr. Roberts, if your heart were +broken, what would you do?" + +"Bind her over to keep the peace."--"Miss Lewis, what would you do if +you were compelled to use the same glass as a beggar?" + +"I should say, 'Drink to me only with thine eyes.'"--"Mr. Brown, what if +you failed to make an impression?" + +"I should try indelible ink." + + + + +A CHARADE. + +BY H. + + + My first may grace the festive board + With rosy colors bright, + And from the pantry's spicy hoard + 'Tis often brought to light. + + But shared beside the mountain stream, + Or by old ocean's swell, + Where many happy lovers dream, + Its value who can tell? + + My second is what you, I hope, + Will never do to me; + But lest you should, your Bible ope, + And there your fate you'll see. + + But in my whole what happy hours, + What moments rare, are spent, + Kissed by the breeze to which the flowers + Their savors sweet have lent! + + Through fairy-land, unknowing care, + The spirit wanders free, + While birds with music fill the air-- + Oh, give my whole to me! + + + + +[Illustration: AN ACHIEVEMENT. + +"Hi, Tom, look! I kin stand on one Foot an' keep both Eyes open!"] + + + + +[Illustration: "'DET UP!"] + + + + + +End of Project Gutenberg's Harper's Young People, February 8, 1881, by Various + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, FEB 8, 1881 *** + +***** This file should be named 44768.txt or 44768.zip ***** +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: + http://www.gutenberg.org/4/4/7/6/44768/ + +Produced by Annie R. McGuire + +Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions +will be renamed. + +Creating the works from public domain print editions means that no +one owns a United States copyright in these works, so the Foundation +(and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United States without +permission and without paying copyright royalties. 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