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+*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 44943 ***
+
+[Illustration: HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE
+
+AN ILLUSTRATED WEEKLY.]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+VOL. II.--NO. 70. PUBLISHED BY HARPER & BROTHERS, NEW YORK. PRICE FOUR
+CENTS.
+
+Tuesday, March 1, 1881. Copyright, 1881, by HARPER & BROTHERS. $1.50 per
+Year, in Advance.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: THE BOY TIMOTHY.--[SEE NEXT PAGE.]]
+
+TIMOTHY.
+
+BY BISHOP T. U. DUDLEY.
+
+
+In a little town called Lystra, in Asia Minor, a multitude is gathered
+in the market-place. Two strangers are the attraction, who have strange
+tidings to tell. Their story is of one Jesus, a King, who, they say, was
+born in Judea some fifty years before. They tell of marvellous deeds of
+mercy which He wrought, and of words as marvellous and as merciful that
+He spake. They tell that He died on a cross, but that, King of Death, He
+came back from the grave at His own appointed time. They declare that He
+did visibly ascend into heaven, and now sitteth there to pardon and to
+bless all who will believe on Him. And even while the crowd is listening
+to the words of the chief speaker, whose name is Paul, he looks fixedly
+upon a poor lame man, a cripple from his birth, who is among his
+auditors, and cries with a loud voice, "Stand upright on thy feet."
+Instantly the command is obeyed, and the life-time cripple leaps and
+walks.
+
+Respectful attention straightway became enthusiasm. The market-place
+resounds with the shout, "The gods are come down to us in the likeness
+of men," and the priest who serves in Jupiter's Temple hastens with oxen
+and garlands to do sacrifice to the miracle-workers, despite their
+earnest remonstrance that they are but sinful men, come to tell them of
+the one living God.
+
+But quickly there is interruption as effective as sudden from other
+strangers of the same distant nation, whose words persuade the fickle
+populace, and in a little while Paul is being dragged out of the city to
+all appearance dead. They have stoned the man to whom just now they
+would do sacrifice!
+
+Among the listeners to the gospel Paul had preached, among the wondering
+spectators of the lame man's healing, among the on-lookers at the deed
+of violence, stands a boy, generous and warm-hearted, weeping manly
+tears over that which is done. His name is Timothy, and of him, as he
+sits there that day in his native town, his heart all aglow with the new
+hopes whereof he has heard, and his spirit all aflame with admiration
+for undaunted courage, and with pity for the innocent sufferer, our
+artist has given us the portrait. The Sacred Scriptures, which he has
+known from a child, have gained new meaning. He is reading the ancient
+writings with the new light which Paul has thrown upon them--the light
+from the open grave of Jesus.
+
+He is the child from a mixed marriage, his mother a Jewess, but his
+father a Greek, and therefore he is but ill esteemed by the Hebrews who
+dwell in his town. The records of his life make no mention of his
+father, and from this fact it has been inferred that he died while
+Timothy was yet an infant. And we are plainly told that his education
+was all given by his mother, Eunice, and his grandmother, Lois, and that
+"from a child he knew the Holy Scriptures."
+
+The face which the artist has drawn will represent to us what we should
+expect to be the appearance of a boy thus brought up, and the character
+which we judge him to have possessed, from the warnings and the advice
+given to him by his master and teacher, Paul. His piety, while sincere
+and intense, is yet of a feminine cast; his constitution is far from
+robust; he shrinks from opposition and responsibility; his tears lie
+close to their outlet, and are ready to flow and hide the suffering
+object; he will subject his body to denial greater than its strength
+will bear, and as the natural counterpart of these characteristics, he
+is in danger of being carried away by "youthful lusts." Such is Timothy
+when, after seven years have passed away, and the boy is grown to be a
+man, Paul, returning to Lystra to confirm and comfort the Christians
+there, will have him to be the companion of his journeyings and the
+best-loved friend of his heart.
+
+There is not space in this article to recite the events of the career
+that followed. Let each of our boy readers search them out for himself,
+and learn of what doughty deeds a gentle spirit in a feeble frame is
+capable under the impulse of an earnest faith. Let us learn, moreover,
+from a life of noble devotion to high purpose so to devote our life,
+not, it may be of necessity, to proclaim a Gospel, as Timothy did, but
+surely to labor, not alone for self, but for our race.
+
+He died a confessor of that faith he learned from the preacher at Lystra
+in his boyhood. "Out of weakness he was made strong." He, the timid,
+girlish, tearful boy, waxed valiant in the great fight, and is known to
+the Christian world as a saint of God and as the great Bishop of
+Ephesus.
+
+
+
+
+THE NEW DOLL.
+
+BY GEORGE COOPER.
+
+
+  You're a beautiful, beautiful dolly,
+    And dressed like a sweet little queen;
+  Not to care for you, dear, may seem folly,
+    When I've but a rag-doll so mean.
+  I know that its arms are the queerest,
+    Its head very funny and flat;
+  Its eyes anything but the clearest;
+    Yet old friends are best, for all that.
+
+  Your hair falls in ringlets so flaxen,
+    Your eyes are delightfully blue;
+  Your cheeks they are rosy and waxen,
+    You're charming, I'll give you your due.
+  Yet shall I give up Betsy Baker,
+    Who hasn't a shoe nor a hat,
+  Because you've a splendid dressmaker?
+    No! old friends are best, for all that.
+
+  You came Christmas morn, in my stocking;
+    I ought to be proud, I suppose;
+  And not to be pleased would be shocking:
+    Do, Betsy dear, turn out your toes.
+  Oh, you are my every-day dolly!
+    And this one in silk dress and hat
+  I'll put on the shelf: call it folly,
+    Yet old friends are best, for all that.
+
+
+
+
+THE SNOW BEN.
+
+BY WILLIAM O. STODDARD.
+
+
+"We can beat that," said Joe Larkin, contemptuously, as he drew back and
+began to blow through his red fists. "That isn't any kind of a snow
+man."
+
+"Like to know why," said Dan Madderley. "He's all right but his ears. We
+can make them of the same size, easy."
+
+"Yes, but he ain't right anyhow. Everything's just stuck on outside.
+When I was in the city once, I saw a sculptor chiselling a man out of
+marble. 'Twasn't much like this thing."
+
+"Well, of course it wasn't. Stone's better'n snow. Everybody knows that,
+I guess."
+
+"No, it isn't. Not exactly. When you knock off a chunk of marble, you
+can't stick it on again."
+
+"You might glue it, but I guess it would show the crack."
+
+"Tell you what, boys," exclaimed Joe, with a new idea shining all over
+his face, "let's make a big snow marble down on the ice, and then let's
+dig it out into a man, just as the sculptors do."
+
+There was an instant hurrah all around, and not one opposing vote; the
+half-finished snow man in Deacon Madderley's back yard was left to thaw
+down all alone, and in ten minutes more the whole crowd of young
+sculptors was down on the pond.
+
+It was a warm day for winter, and the water was pouring over the dam in
+a hurry, but the ice was pretty firm up where the boys were, and the
+soft snow was in just the condition to pack nicely. At it they went, as
+if they had a whole marble quarry to make, and were afraid some of their
+marble might get away from them.
+
+"I say, now, Joe," shouted Burr Whitcomb, as the great white pile came
+up to his shoulders, "who're we going to sculp out? Anybody in
+partikler?"
+
+"Julius Cæsar."
+
+"No, we can't. You never saw him, nor we didn't either."
+
+"Yes, I did. I saw a picture of him once, with a brass helmet on his
+head, and a sword in his hand."
+
+"That'd beat us, then," said Dan Madderley. "We'd better try George
+Washington."
+
+"He's on horseback," said Joe, "and so is Andrew Jackson. No use for us
+to try a horse. Snow legs won't hold up. He'd come down all in a heap."
+
+A dozen other great names followed, each bringing with it a chorus of
+doubts as to how he looked, and whether anything like him could be found
+in that heap of snow; but the shrill voice of little Billy McCoy settled
+the matter. He had followed his big brothers down upon the ice, and now
+he eagerly squeaked:
+
+"Boys, why don't you scoop out Ben Franklin? Make him sitting down."
+
+"Hurrah for you, Billy!" exclaimed Joe Larkin. "Guess we all know Ben.
+He's just the man."
+
+"Guess he is," chirped Billy. "He's fat, too. You can make him real
+big."
+
+On piled the snow, after that, until they had to reach up with their
+shovels. When Joe Larkin began to play sculptor, he had to dig his toes
+into the snow and climb.
+
+"We'll make his head first," he sagely remarked; "and we'll cut out the
+rest of him to fit that."
+
+"Dig away, Joe," shouted Burr Whitcomb, from the other side of the
+quarry. "Let's see which of us'll get in first to where old Ben is."
+
+"We'll set him up with his hands in his lap," said Joe; "and we'll part
+his hair in the middle."
+
+Pieces of shingle, whittled to a sharp edge, did very well for chisels,
+and no mallets were called for. It was easy to work that kind of marble,
+and it was just as Joe Larkin had said about mending it. He had to carve
+Ben's nose for him over and over again, and the last time he shaved it
+smooth with his jackknife.
+
+"We'll make his hair long, Burr, and lots of it. That'll help hold his
+head up stiff, and we won't have to cut out so much coat collar. I say,
+you've made his arm on that side twice as big as this one."
+
+"I can scrape it down. What'll we do for buttons?"
+
+"Boys," said Joe, "pack a lot of round, hard snow-balls, and cut 'em in
+two. They wore the biggest kind of buttons when Ben was alive; big as
+dollars."
+
+"How about his hat?"
+
+"He'll look better bare-headed. You can't make a snow brim stay on--not
+unless it's three or four inches thick, and that won't do."
+
+Joe was giving special attention just then to the parting of Benjamin
+Franklin's hair, but in a moment more he sang out, "Look here, boys, he
+never was as fat as all that."
+
+They had been digging away industriously at their part of the great
+patriot, but they had carefully put on quite as much snow marble as they
+had cut away. They had made Ben look more like Daniel Lambert than
+anybody else; but Joe Larkin came down now, and he speedily effected a
+wholesome change.
+
+"Looks as if he could lift himself and get up now."
+
+"Well, ye--es," said Burr, doubtfully; "but what about his legs? We
+haven't left any room for 'em."
+
+"Yes we have. But you see we began at the top."
+
+"What's he a-sitting on, anyhow?"
+
+"On the ice. Tell you what, boys, we'll have to make him cross-legged."
+
+"He wasn't a tailor," squeaked Billy McCoy. "He was the lightning-rod
+man."
+
+Billy had watched all that work with his round mouth half open, and had
+seemed to regard the job as in a manner under his supervision. But then
+he had that way of looking at almost any work, no matter who might be
+doing it, and he had never been known to make any charge for his advice.
+
+It was too late now for any discussion of the matter, however, and all
+the boys were proud of the way they crossed Benjamin Franklin's legs for
+him.
+
+"We'll hide one of his feet under him," said Burr. "Joe, can you cut out
+the other one like a boot?"
+
+"Of course I can."
+
+He did, but if the hidden foot was as large as the one he fitted at the
+end of Ben's right leg, he could not have needed a great deal more to
+sit on.
+
+Billy McCoy himself remarked of it, doubtfully, "It's just the biggest
+foot I ever saw."
+
+The pegs on the sole of that boot and the heel of it were the last
+touches required, and the young sculptors stood back, and walked around
+their great work, again and again, in almost silent admiration. Ben
+fairly looked warm and comfortable in the flood of noon sunshine that
+was pouring down upon him.
+
+"He'll thaw out," grumbled Dan Madderley; and just then there came a
+great shout from the shore.
+
+The sun had been at work as well as the boys, and the thaw he was making
+had had a day or two the start of them.
+
+The shout came from Billy McCoy's biggest brother, Bob, and they saw him
+dance up and down with excitement, while he swung his hat and repeated
+it: "Boys! boys! come in! The ice is breaking away!"
+
+So much trampling and running to and fro, and so much added weight of
+boys and sculpture, had helped the sun above and the rising water below
+the ice, and now they all had just about time to hurry ashore. Then the
+great crack Bob McCoy had noticed grew rapidly wider, and they could
+hear all the frozen surface of the pond crack and split in every
+direction.
+
+There was some fun in watching the ice break up, but there was sorrow
+among the sculptors, for all that.
+
+"It's an awful pity to lose such a snow man as that is."
+
+"He didn't even have time to thaw out."
+
+"We can make another."
+
+"There never was just such a Ben Franklin as that."
+
+Probably not, and now there he was floating out into the middle of the
+pond on a wide cake of ice, and drifting down toward the dam. The water
+was rising, for the snow was melting fast, and the cake of ice Ben was
+on rocked now and then in a way which made him seem to bow to his
+friends on shore.
+
+"Isn't he polite, though!" said Billy McCoy. "Pity he can't swim."
+
+"Swim!" exclaimed Joe Larkin; "I guess so. There he goes, boys. Just a
+rod or two more."
+
+Most of them gave vent to their feelings in a volley of snow-balls which
+fell about half way short of their mark. Then they all stood still, for
+the swift water seemed to seize Ben's cake of ice with a sudden jerk,
+and swept it to the edge of the dam. For one short minute the brittle
+raft stuck on the edge, and then it broke right in two. With a great
+slushy splash the snow Ben went to pieces, and was carried over the
+slippery "apron," down among the foaming eddies below.
+
+Every boy that was looking on drew a long breath and held it for a
+moment, and then there rose a chorus of shouts.
+
+Joe Larkin led off with, "Good-by, Ben!"
+
+And the rest followed with: "Hi! hi! hurrah! Good-by, Ben!"
+
+Burr Whitcomb remarked, a little soberly, as he turned away: "Well, I
+don't care; he was the best snow man I ever saw. He looked a good deal
+like Ben Franklin."
+
+
+
+
+ARCHIE KIRK'S LEAP FOR LIFE.
+
+BY LILLIE E. BARR.
+
+
+"Alice, may I? Say I may. I can do it, dear sister"; and as he spoke,
+Archie Kirk bent eagerly over his sister's chair.
+
+Three weeks before, he and Alice had been rescued--the only
+survivors--from a fine ship that had gone to pieces off the coast of the
+island of St. Kilda, which is a little speck of land in the wide waters
+of the Atlantic, forming a part of the Hebrides.
+
+They had been tenderly cared for by the good islanders, and the request
+which Archie had made of his sister, and which she was very reluctant to
+grant, was, that he might go with Hakon Bork--the son of the good woman
+who had given them food and shelter--in search of the eggs and down of
+puffins, a species of sea-bird upon which these simple people depend
+mainly for their subsistence.
+
+[Illustration: THE PUFFIN-HUNTERS.]
+
+"You are so young, and it is such a terrible way to earn your bread,"
+replied Alice, who shudderingly remembered watching Hakon but the day
+before fasten his rope to a stake, and then lower himself down the awful
+precipice, with nothing but his firm grip to save him from falling into
+the foaming, raging sea beneath. "You are too young, Archie."
+
+"Why, Alice, I am ten years old, and boys much younger than I go down
+all alone. These people are very good to us, but they are also very
+poor. I feel mean to accept their charity, and do nothing in return,
+when Hakon says I can help him if I will."
+
+"It is so terrible, Archie, and if I should lose you too!" cried Alice,
+whose heart was still full of sorrow for her lost parents.
+
+"God is good, my sister," said Hakon, "and I will watch thy brother
+carefully."
+
+"You are right, Hakon; go, Archie, I will trust you to God's care."
+
+So Archie bravely pulled his bonnet over his brows, and set out with
+Hakon and another man. After climbing to the summit of the great rocks,
+Hakon and Archie stepped fearlessly into the basket, and were slowly
+lowered over the side of the precipice, on whose edge a piece of wood
+was made fast to prevent the jagged rocks from cutting the rope. Down,
+down they went, the boiling sea below, the frightful precipices above,
+but in all the little shelves and fissures the puffins had made their
+nests. By a separate line they indicated to the man above when they were
+to be lowered or raised, and thus they labored away cheerily for hours,
+collecting many eggs and much down.
+
+Archie showed great skill and coolness, and won great praise from Hakon,
+and after this he went with him on all such excursions, and as time went
+on was readily trusted down in the basket alone.
+
+So the months slipped away, and Archie had, with Hakon's help, made
+himself a rope, such as is used for the perilous work of
+puffin-catching. The mode of making these ropes is as follows: A hide of
+a sheep and one of a cow are cut into slips, the latter being the
+broader; each slip of sheep's hide is then plaited to one of cow's, and
+two of these compound slips are then twisted together, so as to form a
+rope of about three inches in circumference. The length of these ropes
+varies from ninety to two hundred feet, and they are so valuable that a
+single one forms a girl's marriage portion in St. Kilda. Archie prized
+his very highly, not only because it was in a measure his own making,
+but because all his friends had denied themselves in some way or other
+to procure it for him.
+
+Archie's life was very simple and very hard, but he enjoyed it, and for
+many months he was very useful to Hakon. Then one day the neighbors
+brought home a mangled body and laid it down on Dame Bork's
+hearth-stone. No need to tell the wailing mother, or the sorrowful
+Archie and Alice, poor Hakon's fate. The men went silently out, and the
+neighbor women spoke such words of comfort as their own losses, or the
+constant danger of their loved ones, prompted. Tenderly the dead was
+buried, and then the little household awoke to the duties of the day.
+
+When their humble breakfast was over, Archie took his bonnet and rope,
+and said to the old dame, as he had said with Hakon many a morning,
+
+"Give me your blessing, mother."
+
+"Oh, Archie," said Alice, "must you go--all alone must you go?"
+
+"I have a brave heart, Alice, which is good company." And then, glancing
+at Hakon's old mother, he whispered: "For Hakon's sake, as well as for
+her own kindness, we owe her every duty;" and then kissing Alice, he
+went off to the rocks.
+
+As Archie had not Hakon now to help him, he had to leave his basket at
+home, and adopt the much less common but much more dangerous practice of
+reaching the birds' nests by fastening a simple rope to a strong stake
+securely driven into the earth a short distance from the edge of the
+precipice, and then gradually lower himself to some projecting cliff
+likely to contain the eggs and down of which he was in search.
+
+So this morning, having reached the cloud-capped peaks, he secured his
+rope carefully, and then cautiously lowered himself until he reached a
+spot where the rocks overhung and sheltered a wide ledge.
+
+He was sure that he would be likely to reap here an ample harvest, and
+he dexterously swung himself forward and gained a resting-place. As he
+expected, he found a great number of nests, and was soon eagerly filling
+the large pockets which are used for this purpose with the eggs and
+down, the patient birds scarcely disturbing him by a flutter.
+
+But in his ardor he had forgotten to fasten the rope tightly around his
+body; it slipped from his grasp, and after swinging backward and forward
+for some time, but without coming within his reach, at length settled
+many feet from the spot where he stood. For a moment he stood aghast.
+The sudden blow almost deprived him of the power of thinking, but
+gradually he recovered his senses, and began anxiously to look around
+for some means of escape.
+
+Fearful was the prospect. The rock for hundreds of feet above was smooth
+as if chiselled by the mason's hand; many hundred feet below, the raging
+waters burst with terrific noise upon the pointed crags, while the depth
+to which he had descended, the solitude of the spot, and the roar of the
+waves, precluded all possibility of making himself heard.
+
+One desperate chance alone remained: _by a bold leap he might catch the
+dangling rope_. It was an awful hazard, for if he failed, instant death
+would be the result. Yet if he remained on the rock, death, though
+slower, was no less sure. His resolution was taken. He lifted his eyes
+to heaven with one short strong prayer for help, then like a winged
+creature sprang forward, _and grasped the rope_.
+
+Many a year passed before Archie Kirk told his sister and adopted mother
+of his leap for life on that day, when he, a lad twelve years old, had
+determined to fill the place of Hakon. He became the most expert
+bird-catcher and climber in the Hebrides, but he never again forgot to
+secure his rope. Nor in telling the story did he ever take any credit to
+himself. "God is good," he used to add, reverently; "the rope was in His
+hands, or I had not caught it."
+
+
+
+
+[Begun in No. 58 of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, December 7.]
+
+TOBY TYLER;
+
+OR, TEN WEEKS WITH A CIRCUS.
+
+BY JAMES OTIS.
+
+CHAPTER XII.
+
+TOBY'S GREAT MISFORTUNE.
+
+
+The town in which the circus remained over Sunday was a small one, and a
+brisk walk of ten minutes sufficed to take Toby into a secluded portion
+of a very thickly grown wood, where he could lie upon the mossy ground,
+and fairly revel in freedom.
+
+As he lay upon his back, his hands under his head, and his eyes directed
+to the branches of the trees above, where the birds twittered and sang,
+and the squirrels played in fearless sport, the monkey enjoyed himself,
+in his way, by playing all the monkey antics he knew of. He scrambled
+from tree to tree, swung himself from one branch to the other by the aid
+of his tail, and amused both himself and his master, until, tired by his
+exertions, he crept down by Toby's side, and lay there in quiet, restful
+content.
+
+One of Toby's reasons for wishing to be by himself that afternoon was
+that he wanted to think over some plan of escape, for he believed that
+he had nearly money enough to enable him to make a bold stroke for
+freedom and Uncle Daniel's. Therefore, when the monkey nestled down by
+his side, he was all ready to confide in him that which had been
+occupying his busy little brain for the past three days.
+
+"Mr. Stubbs," he said to the monkey, in a solemn tone, "we're goin' to
+run away in a day or two."
+
+Mr. Stubbs did not seem to be moved in the least at this very startling
+piece of intelligence, but winked his bright eyes in unconcern, and
+Toby, seeming to think that everything which he said had been understood
+by the monkey, continued: "I've got a good deal of money now, an' I
+guess there's enough for us to start out on. We'll get away some night,
+an' stay in the woods till they get through hunting for us, an' then
+we'll go back to Guilford, an' tell Uncle Dan'l if he'll only take us
+back, we'll never go to sleep in meetin' any more, an' we'll be just as
+good as we know how. Now let's see how much money we've got."
+
+Toby drew from a pocket, which he had been to a great deal of trouble to
+make in his shirt, a small bag of silver, and spread it upon the ground
+where he could count it at his leisure.
+
+The glittering coin instantly attracted the monkey's attention, and he
+tried by every means to thrust his little black paw into the pile; but
+Toby would allow nothing of that sort, and pushed him away quite
+roughly. Then he grew excited, and danced and scolded around Toby's
+treasure, until the boy had hard work to count it.
+
+He did succeed, however, and as he carefully replaced it in the bag, he
+said to the monkey: "There's seven dollars an' thirty cents in that bag,
+an' every cent of it is mine. That ought to take care of us for a good
+while, Mr. Stubbs, an' by the time we get home we shall be rich men."
+
+The monkey showed his pleasure at this intelligence by putting his hand
+inside Toby's clothes to find the bag of treasure that he had seen
+secreted there, and two or three times, to the great delight of both
+himself and the boy, he drew forth the bag, which was immediately taken
+away from him.
+
+The shadows were beginning to lengthen in the woods, and, heeding this
+warning of the coming night, Toby took the monkey on his arm and started
+for home, or for the tent, which was the only place he could call home.
+
+As he walked along he tried to talk to his pet in a serious manner, but
+the monkey, remembering where he had seen the bright coins secreted,
+tried so hard to get at them, that finally Toby lost all patience, and
+gave him quite a hard cuff on the ear, which had the effect of keeping
+him quiet for a time.
+
+That night Toby took supper with the skeleton and his wife, and he
+enjoyed the meal, even though it was made from what had been left of the
+turkey that served as the noonday feast, more than he did the state
+dinner, where he was obliged to pay for what he ate by the torture of
+making a speech.
+
+There were no guests but Toby present, and Mr. and Mrs. Treat were not
+only very kind, but so attentive that he was actually afraid he should
+eat so much as to stand in need of some of the catnip tea which Mrs.
+Treat had said she gave to her husband when he had been equally foolish.
+The skeleton would pile his plate high with turkey bones from one side,
+and the fat lady would heap it up, whenever she could find a chance,
+with all sorts of food from the other, until Toby pushed back his chair,
+his appetite completely satisfied if it never had been before.
+
+Toby had discussed the temper of his employer with his host and hostess,
+and, after some considerable conversation, had confided in them his
+determination to run away.
+
+"I'd hate awfully to have you go," said Mrs. Treat, reflectively; "but
+it's a good deal better for you to get away from that Job Lord if you
+can. It wouldn't do to let him know that you had any idea of goin', for
+he'd watch you as a cat watches a mouse, an' never let you go so long as
+he saw a chance to keep you. I heard him tellin' one of the drivers the
+other day that you sold more goods than any other boy he ever had, an'
+he was going to keep you with him all summer."
+
+"Be careful in what you do, my boy," said the skeleton, sagely, as he
+arranged a large cushion in an arm-chair, and proceeded to make ready
+for his after-dinner nap; "be sure that you're all ready before you
+start, an' when you do go, get a good ways ahead of him; for if he
+should ever catch you, the trouncin' you'd get would be awful."
+
+Toby assured his friends that he would use every endeavor to make his
+escape successful when he did start, and Mrs. Treat, with an eye to the
+boy's comfort, said, "Let me know the night you're goin', an' I'll fix
+you up something to eat, so's you won't be hungry before you come to a
+place where you can buy something."
+
+As these kind-hearted people talked with him, and were ready thus to aid
+him in every way that lay in their power, Toby thought that he had been
+very fortunate in thus having made so many kind friends in a place where
+he was having so much trouble.
+
+It was not until he heard the sounds of preparation for departure that
+he left the skeleton's tent, and then, with Mr. Stubbs clasped tightly
+to his breast, he hurried over to the wagon where old Ben was nearly
+ready to start.
+
+"All right, Toby," said the old driver, as the boy came in sight; "I was
+afraid you was going to keep me waitin' for the first time. Jump right
+up on the box, for there hain't no time to lose, an' I guess you'll have
+to carry the monkey in your arms, for I don't want to stop to open the
+cage now."
+
+"I'd just as soon carry him, an' a little rather," said Toby, as he
+clambered up on the high seat, and arranged a comfortable place in his
+lap for his pet to sit.
+
+In another moment the heavy team had started, and nearly the entire
+circus was on the move. "Now tell me what you've been doin' since I left
+you," said old Ben, after they were well clear of the town, and he could
+trust his horses to follow the team ahead. "I s'pose you've been to see
+the skeleton an' his mountain of a wife?"
+
+Toby gave a clear account of where he had been and what he had done, and
+when he concluded, he told old Ben of his determination to run away, and
+asked his advice on the matter.
+
+"My advice," said Ben, after he had waited some time to give due weight
+to his words, "is that you clear out from this show just as soon as you
+can. This hain't no fit place for a boy of your age to be in, an' the
+sooner you get back where you started from, an' get to school, the
+better. But Job Lord will do all he can to keep you from goin' if he
+thinks you have any idea of leavin' him."
+
+Toby assured Ben, as he had assured the skeleton and his wife, that he
+would be very careful in all he did, and lay his plans with the utmost
+secrecy; and then he asked whether Ben thought the amount of money which
+he had would be sufficient to carry him home.
+
+"Wa'al, that depends," said the driver, slowly; "if you go to spreadin'
+yourself all over creation, as boys are very apt to do, your money won't
+go very far; but if you look at your money two or three times afore you
+spend it, you ought to get back and have a dollar or two left."
+
+The two talked, and old Ben offered advice, until Toby could hardly hold
+his eyes open, and almost before the driver concluded his sage remarks,
+the boy had stretched himself on the top of the wagon, where he had
+learned to sleep without being shaken off, and was soon in dreamland.
+
+The monkey, nestled down snug in Toby's bosom, did not appear to be as
+sleepy as was his master, but popped his head in and out from under the
+coat, as if watching whether the boy was asleep or not.
+
+[Illustration: MR. STUBBS AND TOBY'S MONEY.]
+
+Toby was awakened by a scratching on his face, as if the monkey was
+dancing a hornpipe on that portion of his body, and by a shrill, quick
+chattering, which caused him to assume an upright position instantly.
+
+He was frightened, although he knew not at what, and looked around
+quickly to discover the cause of the monkey's excitement.
+
+Old Ben was asleep on his box, while the horses jogged along behind the
+other teams, and Toby failed to see anything whatever which should have
+caused his pet to become so excited.
+
+"Lie down, an' behave yourself," said Toby, as sternly as possible, and
+as he spoke he took his pet by the collar to oblige him to obey his
+command.
+
+The moment that he did this, he saw the monkey throw something out into
+the road, and the next instant he also saw that he held something
+tightly clutched in his other paw.
+
+It required some little exertion and active movement on Toby's part to
+enable him to get hold of that paw, in order to discover what it was
+which Mr. Stubbs had captured; but the instant he did succeed, there
+went up from his heart such a cry of sorrow as caused old Ben to start
+up in alarm, and the monkey to cower and whimper like a whipped dog.
+
+"What is it, Toby? What's the matter?" asked the old driver, as he
+peered out into the darkness ahead, as if he feared some danger
+threatened them from that quarter. "I don't see anything. What is it?"
+
+"Mr. Stubbs has thrown all my money away," cried Toby, holding up the
+almost empty bag, which a short time previous had been so well filled
+with silver.
+
+"Stubbs--thrown--the--money--away?" repeated Ben, with a pause between
+each word, as if he could not understand that which he himself was
+saying.
+
+"Yes," sobbed Toby, as he shook out the remaining contents of the bag;
+"there's only half a dollar, an' all the rest is gone."
+
+"The rest gone?" again repeated Ben. "But how come the monkey to have
+the money?"
+
+"He tried to get at it out in the woods, an' I s'pose the moment I got
+asleep he felt for it in my pockets. This is all there is left, an' he
+threw away some just as I woke up."
+
+Again Toby held the bag up where Ben could see it, and again his grief
+broke out anew.
+
+Ben could say nothing; he realized the whole situation: that the monkey
+had got at the money bag while Toby was sleeping, that in his play he
+had thrown it away piece by piece; and he knew that that small amount of
+silver represented liberty in the boy's eyes. He felt that there was
+nothing he could say which would assuage Toby's grief, and he remained
+silent.
+
+"Don't you s'pose we could go back an' get it?" asked the boy, after the
+intensity of his grief had somewhat subsided.
+
+"No, Toby, it's gone," replied Ben, sorrowfully. "You couldn't find it
+if it was daylight, an' you don't stand a ghost of a chance now in the
+dark. Don't take on so, my boy. I'll see if we can't make it up to you
+in some way."
+
+Toby gave no heed to this last remark of Ben's. He hugged the monkey
+convulsively to his breast, as if he would seek consolation from the
+very one who had wrought the ruin, and rocking himself to and fro, he
+said, in a voice full of tears and sorrow:
+
+"Oh, Mr. Stubbs, why did you do it?--why did you do it? That money would
+have got us away from this hateful place, an' we'd gone back to Uncle
+Dan'l's, where we'd have been so happy, you an' me. An' now it's all
+gone--all gone. What made you, Mr. Stubbs, what made you do such a bad,
+cruel thing? Oh, what made you?"
+
+"Don't, Toby--don't take on so," said Ben, soothingly; "there wasn't so
+very much money there, after all, an' you'll soon get as much more."
+
+"But it won't be for a good while, an' we could have been in the good
+old home long before I can get so much again."
+
+"That's true, my boy; but you must kinder brace up, an' not give way so
+about it. Perhaps I can fix it so the fellers will make it up to you.
+Give Stubbs a good poundin', an perhaps that'll make you feel better."
+
+"That won't bring back my money, an' I don't want to whip him," cried
+Toby, hugging his pet the closer because of this suggestion. "I know
+what it is to get a whippin', an' I wouldn't whip a dog, much less Mr.
+Stubbs, who didn't know any better."
+
+"Then you must try to take it like a man," said Ben, who could think of
+no other plan by which the boy might soothe his feelings. "It hain't
+half so bad as it might be, an' you must try to keep a stiff upper lip,
+even if it does seem hard at first."
+
+This keeping a stiff upper lip in the face of all the trouble he was
+having was all very well to talk about, but Toby could not reduce it to
+practice, or, at least, not so soon after he knew of his loss, and he
+continued to rock the monkey back and forth, to whisper in his ear now
+and then, and to cry as if his heart was breaking, for nearly an hour.
+
+Ben tried, in his rough, honest way, to comfort him, but without
+success, and it was not until the boy's grief had spent itself that he
+would listen to any reasoning.
+
+All this time the monkey had remained perfectly quiet, submitting to
+Toby's squeezing without making any effort to get away, and behaving as
+if he knew he had done wrong, and was trying to atone for it. He looked
+up into the boy's face every now and then with such a penitent
+expression, that Toby finally assured him of forgiveness, and begged him
+not to feel so badly.
+
+[TO BE CONTINUED.]
+
+
+
+
+NIAGARA FALLS IN WINTER.
+
+
+In the whole world there is probably no more beautiful ice scenery than
+that surrounding our own Falls of Niagara during a severe winter such as
+the one just passed. A few weeks ago one of our artists visited Niagara
+in order to make sketches that might convey to the readers of YOUNG
+PEOPLE some idea of this wonderful scenery, and on the next page you may
+see the result of his labor.
+
+Many of you have been to Niagara in summer, and know what a mass of
+boiling, seething foam the river is just below the Falls. Now it is all
+quiet, covered many feet thick with great cakes of ice that have plunged
+over the cataract, and become frozen into one vast solid mass which
+forms the famous ice bridge of which so much is written. As these great
+blocks of ice are of every conceivable shape, and are piled one on top
+of another in every imaginable position, this ice bridge is by no means
+an easy one to cross.
+
+One of the most remarkable features of this Niagara winter scenery is
+the great ice mountain that rises grand and white in front of each fall
+for two-thirds of its height. These ice mountains are formed by the
+spray from the Falls, which freezes the instant it touches a solid body;
+and thus, as long as the cold weather lasts, the ice mountains are
+constantly growing higher and thicker.
+
+The boys living in the village of Niagara, or who visit the Falls in
+winter, climb these ice mountains by means of foot-holes chopped in the
+ice with hatchets, and upon reaching the top, sit down and slide to the
+bottom.
+
+[Illustration: FIG. 1.]
+
+The spray of which the ice mountains is formed, and of which the air
+near the Falls is filled, freezes so quickly whenever it touches
+anything, that while our artist was making his sketches it covered his
+pencil with a thick coating of ice until it looked like this (Fig. 1),
+and after he had held his sketch-book closed in his hand for a minute,
+it presented this appearance (Fig. 2).
+
+[Illustration: FIG. 2.]
+
+He himself was so incased in white ice that he looked like a Santa
+Claus. Icicles hung from his beard, his mustache, his eyelashes, and
+from every point of his clothing, until he found he could only stand
+within reach of the spray for a few minutes at a time, or he would be
+weighed down and rooted to the spot by the rapidly accumulating ice.
+
+The ice formed from the spray is not clear and glittering, but is of the
+purest white, like the frosting on wedding cake, only much whiter, and
+as it covers the branches and twigs of the trees in Prospect Park, and
+on the islands near the Falls, the effect is wonderfully beautiful.
+Glistening in the bright sunlight, these forests of ice are more like
+beautiful dreams of fairy-land than anything ever seen; and under the
+light of a full moon the scene is weird and ghostly, but beautiful
+beyond description.
+
+On Luna Island, which divides the American Fall, every stone, stump, and
+bush has been covered with ice until it forms a grotesque figure in
+white. Some of these figures our artist has transferred to his paper,
+and named "Ice Goblins." The branches of the trees, beneath which
+visitors must walk, are so laden with these "Goblins" that they
+frequently break beneath the weight, and great pieces of ice rattle down
+about one's ears in the most unpleasant manner.
+
+[Illustration: ICE GOBLINS AND WINTER SCENERY AT NIAGARA.--DRAWN BY
+W. H. GIBSON.--[SEE PAGE 279.]]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: AN OTTER AND HER YOUNG.]
+
+THE OTTER.
+
+
+The otter is the aquatic member of the great weasel family, and plays
+the same part in lakes and rivers as his mischievous cousin in the
+forests. It is found in all parts of the world--on tropical islands
+throughout South America, and in the cold sea-coasts of Kamtchatka and
+Alaska. Eleven different varieties are mentioned by naturalists.
+
+One of these, the sea-otter, haunts the rocky shores of the coasts and
+islands of Behring Sea and the Northern Pacific. Its habits are like
+those of the seal, and its soft, glossy black fur is very much prized,
+especially in China, where a trimming of otter fur is worn by high
+officials as a mark of rank.
+
+The sea-otter is a very fond mother, and will fight vigorously in
+defense of its baby. If attacked when on shore, it will seize the baby
+in its mouth as a cat would seize a kitten, and scurry into the water as
+fast as possible, for once among the dashing waves it is safe, and will
+gambol and frolic gleefully with its rescued offspring. The sea-otter
+often sleeps on its back on the surface of the sea, and hunters mention
+having seen the baby lying on the breast of its sleeping mother, closely
+infolded by her fore-paws, while the waves formed a rocking, tossing
+cradle.
+
+The sea-otter is the largest member of its family, but the prettiest and
+most playful of the tribe is the fish-otter, which is pictured in the
+accompanying engraving feeding its little ones with a fresh fish just
+caught in the pool by this most skillful of fishers. This otter is from
+two to three feet long, with a thick furry tail twelve to sixteen inches
+in length. It has very short legs, and stands not more than a foot high.
+Its paws are webbed for swimming, as its natural home is the water, but
+on land it can travel over the ground with great rapidity. It has small,
+prominent eyes, and little round ears, which are almost hidden in its
+soft brown fur.
+
+The fish-otter is like a school-boy in its fondness for sliding down
+hill. Wherever there are bands of otters, slides are found worn on the
+slopes leading down to the shores of ponds and rivers, in the snow in
+the winter, and in the soft mud in the summer. Troops of otters have
+often been seen amusing themselves in this odd fashion. They slide lying
+on the ground, with the fore-feet bent backward, and push themselves
+forward with the hind-feet. When the slide is well worn and slippery,
+these funny little beasts go down with great velocity, and seem to take
+as much pleasure in their frolicsome antics as if they were a crowd of
+boys and girls.
+
+The fish-otter lives around fresh-water lakes and rivers in Canada, in
+certain localities of South America, and in many wild portions of the
+United States and Europe. It is a famous fisherman. It can dive and stay
+under water a long time, and it swims so swiftly and so silently that
+even the quick-darting fish can rarely escape its sharp little teeth. If
+its prey be small, the otter lifts its head above the surface of the
+water, and easily bites off the choice morsels, but if the capture be a
+salmon or a good-sized trout, the otter swims ashore with it, and makes
+a leisurely repast on the grassy bank. Only the delicate parts of the
+fish are eaten by this dainty fisherman. When fish are not plenty, it
+will often attack ducks and other water-birds, like a weasel, sucking
+only the blood. The keeper of a park near Stuttgart at one time missed
+many beautiful ducks from a rare collection which had been domiciled on
+the banks of a water-course. All efforts to discover the thief were in
+vain. Night after night the keeper stood guard, gun in hand, and in
+spite of constant cries of alarm from the nests along the shore, no foe
+could be discovered. At length the keeper saw a dark object appear
+suddenly above the water. He fired, but saw nothing more. Taking a
+boat, he rowed over to the spot where the object had disappeared, and
+with a boat-hook drew to the surface a soft mass, which proved to be a
+large otter, mortally wounded. From that time the ducks were left
+undisturbed.
+
+The nest of the fish-otter is a very snug hiding-place. The entrance is
+through a hole in the bank about three feet under water. From this hole
+an excavated passageway leads up four or five feet, and ends in a little
+chamber warmly lined with moss and soft grasses. From this chamber a
+small tunnel goes to the top of the ground above, thus securing
+ventilation and plenty of fresh air. In this snug chamber the little
+otters are born. For the first ten days they are blind, but when their
+eyes are once open, they grow rapidly, and in about two months are
+lively and strong enough to accompany their mother on her fishing
+excursions.
+
+Young otters are sometimes taken from the nest and brought up on bread
+and milk. They make the most affectionate pets imaginable. A story is
+told of a lady who had a pet otter that was so attached to its mistress
+as to follow her everywhere. It would frolic with her in the most
+amusing fashion, climbing up on to her shoulder, and rubbing its soft
+fur against her cheek. If it was sleepy, it would climb up her dress and
+curl up in her lap like a pet cat; and although its mistress's clothing
+always bore the marks of its sharp little teeth and claws, it remained
+for a long time a favored pet in the household.
+
+Tame otters are often taught to catch fish for their masters, and many
+instances are recorded where pet otters have been valued by hunters as
+highly as their dogs, and have rendered quite as valuable service in
+supplying the table with dainties.
+
+The Chinese make great use of the otter as a fisherman, and train it so
+skillfully for this purpose that it will mind the commands of its master
+as quickly as a well-trained dog.
+
+The fish-otter was well known to the ancient Greeks and Romans, and was
+the subject of many wonderful fables and superstitions in olden times.
+
+
+
+
+A WHOLE WEEK.
+
+BY HONOR MORE.
+
+
+"Oh, mother! not for a whole week!" Patty's brown eyes were wide with
+doubt and surprise.
+
+"Why, child, you just said _never_, and a week's a good deal short of
+that," answered busy little Mrs. Keniston, tucking another stick into
+the fire, with an odd little gleam, either from the fire-light or some
+inward amusement, dancing round the corners of her mouth. She was used
+to Patty's _nevers_, and a little tired of them.
+
+Patty went to the window, and drummed on the pane, and stared rather
+forlornly into the small yard, where red-haired Job Twitchett was
+jumping up and down, jerking the handle of the old blue pump. He stuck
+out his tongue at her and winked one eye, but she was too abstracted to
+notice this customary beginning of hostilities. It was all very well to
+quarrel with Matty Monroe, and vow never to speak to her again (Matty
+was real mean to stay away from the spring, just because Kez King had
+said she _might_ drop in that afternoon; she had no business to break
+her promise, and she had _promised_ Patty, _certain sure_, that she
+would come and bring Rosinella and the tea set with her), but to be
+forbidden to speak to her for a week was quite another thing. Why, Sir
+Leon was to have married Rosinella before the week was out!
+
+There was a great commotion in the yard. Job was setting Pug at Tabby.
+"Hi! look at yer old cat!" he shouted, starting a war-dance on the
+platform of the clothes-drier, and pointing derisively to poor pussy,
+who stood on the wood-shed roof, with her tail the size of a
+hearth-brush. But even this attack on her favorite could not dispel
+Patty's melancholy. She just glanced out to see that Tabby was really
+out of reach, and then went slowly up stairs to her little room in the
+attic to find Sir Leon.
+
+Sir Leon was a doll. He was a very splendid doll, with brown eyes and
+hair, a black velvet cap with a long white feather, a silken cloak, and
+slashed trousers reaching only to the knee, like a knight of olden
+times. He even had long gray stockings, and--crowning glory!--a pair of
+top-boots made of chamois leather. Cousin Evelyn had dressed him for
+Patty's birthday, and Cousin Evelyn came from New York, and could do
+anything.
+
+Patty picked him up, and looked fiercely in his amiable waxen
+countenance.
+
+"I don't care a snap for your whiskers!" she exclaimed, hotly, giving
+him a vicious little shake. "I don't believe but what Cousin Evelyn just
+stuck 'em on herself; and it's my opinion you were made for a girl, Sir
+Leon de Montmorenci."
+
+And at the thought of that dreadful possibility, and Matty Monroe's
+faithlessness, she sat down on the boot-box and cried.
+
+Next morning Mrs. Keniston was rolling out pie-crust in the kitchen,
+when Patty entered slowly, with a kind of dubious brightness in her
+face, and curled up in a big chair by the table, with her head on her
+hand. A pencil and some paper projected from her apron pocket.
+
+"Well, Patty," said Mrs. Keniston, cheerily, "what kind of turn-overs
+shall it be?"
+
+"Mamma," responded Patty, soberly, "did you ever have any love-letters?"
+
+Mrs. Keniston paused, with rolling-pin upraised in astonishment.
+
+"No. Yes. Of course. What ever put it into your head to ask such
+questions, child? There, take that, and go and get your little pie
+board, and roll it out smoothly, and I'll let you bake some dolly's
+pies. Don't worry your silly head about love-letters yet awhile, my
+dear."
+
+"But did you?" persisted Patty. "Because I want to write one--at least
+Sir Leon does--and we don't know how to begin. How did yours begin?"
+
+"I think my first began, 'My dear Miss Holliwell,'" said Mrs. Keniston,
+laughing. "Ask papa. He'll know."
+
+"Did it?" inquired Patty, rather doubtfully. "Why, when Mr. Cope wrote
+to you to borrow that book, he began, 'My dear Mrs. Keniston,' and his
+couldn't be a love-letter, you know, because you're married to papa, and
+he's engaged to Miss Dover. I don't think that sounds lovery enough."
+
+However, she took out her pencil, and began to write, spelling over each
+word noiselessly to herself as she put it down.
+
+"Who is your letter to, Patty?" asked her mother at last, as she folded
+it up with a sigh of relief, and wrote an address on the back.
+
+"Why," said Patty, rather falteringly, "it's from Sir Leon to Rosinella.
+That isn't the same as if I wrote to Matty, is it? Because, you know,
+Sir Leon's a man, and I'm not, and Matty--well, Matty isn't Rosinella.
+Matty never was Queen of Beauty at a tournament the way Rosinella was
+when we had one in the orchard the day after Cousin Evelyn told us
+_Ivanhoe_. And it isn't Matty's trousseau we're making; it's
+Rosinella's. And Rosinella has golden hair, and Matty has auburn. And--I
+may send it, mayn't I?"
+
+"Yes, indeed, you may," said Mrs. Keniston, laughing much more than was
+necessary, Patty thought. "May I see it?"
+
+Patty handed it across the table, with a glance of mingled pride and
+apprehension, and this is what Mrs. Keniston read:
+
+     "MY DEAR MISS ROSINELLA, AINGLE OF MY LIFE,--I do miss you very
+     much indeed and o how I wish we could see each other before wensday
+     which is such a long way of but I supose we cant becourse Patty
+     Kenistons mother says she mussnt speak to Matty Monroe till then
+     becourse they quareled. I hope they will _never_ quarel again dont
+     you?
+
+      "Patty Keniston says she wont. She has been very lonely without
+      Matty and wonders if she has finished your wedding dress which she
+      hopes she has becourse she wants us to be marryed wensday anyhow
+      in her dollshouse. She is going to have a reall frosted wedding
+      cake for us and hopes Matty will bring over some rasberry vinneger
+      for wine to drink helths with the way they allways used to do you
+      know. O how I do want to see you and be marryed. Anser this soon
+      and write a long letter for I am dying to hear from you my own
+      presious Rosinella.
+
+  "Ever your loving knite
+  "SIR LEON DER MONTMORENSY."
+
+Mrs. Keniston laughed until she cried, and had to wipe her tears with
+her apron; but all she said, when she gave back the letter, was, "Oh,
+Patty! Patty! of all the children--"
+
+Of course the postman was late next morning; but when he came, he was in
+remarkably good-humor, and wore a smile that creased his whole
+countenance as Patty danced up to him, asking, excitedly, "A letter for
+me? a letter for me?"
+
+But he only chuckled, and shook his head for answer, and then said,
+slowly, "Wa'al, no, little gal; I'm sorry ter disapp'int yer, but ther'
+ain't," adding, with a twinkle, "Does anybody by the name of Montmorenci
+live hereabouts?"
+
+"Oh, it's my letter! it's my letter!" screamed Patty. "_Do_ give it to
+me, Mr. Skinner."
+
+"Couldn't posserbly, little gal. 'Tain't yours, yer see. It's d'rected
+ter 'Sir Leon de Montmorenci, Knight.' That ain't _your_ name, ye know,"
+said Mr. Skinner, producing a tiny envelope.
+
+"Oh yes, it is! I mean, it's my doll's!" shouted Patty; and seizing the
+precious letter, she ran into the house with it, and left Mr. Skinner
+still chuckling to himself with a hearty enjoyment of the little girl's
+delight.
+
+Here is the letter:
+
+     "MY DEAR SIR LEON,--Many thanks for your kind letter. I am quite
+     ready to be married. Matty made my wedding dress yesterday. It is
+     of white satin a piece left over from her Mothers and trimmed with
+     white lace. I have a lovely vail. Matty says she will bring the
+     raspberry vinegar" ("She's spelled it different from what I did,"
+     thought Patty; "guess she asked Lida") "and some crullers. And now
+     I have an idear. Let us have a tellegraph. You ask Patty Keniston
+     to come to the gate post at nine to-morrow and Matty will meet her
+     with her end of the string. I think it is nice to live next door.
+     Tell Patty Matty won't speak to her so she needent be afraid to
+     come. I think your letter was lovely. I cannot make one half so
+     nice but then your the gentleman and Im the lady so anyway it
+     wouldent be propper. I love you. Tell Patty to be _sure_ and come.
+     Ever your faithfull ladilove,
+
+  "ROSINELLA SAINT HILAIRE."
+
+"How splendid!" said Patty. "We can write all the time, then. I may,
+mayn't I, mother?"
+
+Mrs. Keniston nodded. She was trying on a dress, and her mouth was full
+of pins.
+
+And after that it wasn't hard at all. The telegraph was such a blessing!
+But still, when the week came to an end, Patty and Matty flew into each
+other's arms as if they had been separated for a year.
+
+"Oh, Matty!" said Patty, and "Oh, Patty!" said Matty, and "Hi!" said Job
+Twitchett, bobbing his head over the fence, "yer'll fight agen in a
+fortnit."
+
+"Go away, you bad boy," said Patty, facing him fiercely. "We shall NEVER
+fight again!"
+
+And though Job repeated "Hi!" and snapped his fingers, they didn't--for
+a whole month.
+
+
+
+
+[Begun in HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE No. 66, February 1.]
+
+PHIL'S FAIRIES.
+
+BY MRS. W. J. HAYS,
+
+AUTHOR OF "PRINCESS IDLEWAYS," ETC.
+
+CHAPTER V.
+
+LISA VISITS MISS SCHUYLER.
+
+
+"So you are Phil's good friend Lisa?" said Miss Rachel Schuyler, sitting
+in her cool white wrapper in the dusk of this warm May evening. "I want
+to hear more about Phil. The dear child has quite won my heart, he looks
+so like a friend of mine whom I have not seen for many years. How are
+you related to him, and who were his parents?"
+
+"I am not related to him at all, Miss Schuyler."
+
+"No?"--in some surprise. "Why, then, have you the care and charge of
+him?"
+
+[Illustration: LISA RELATES PHIL'S HISTORY TO MISS SCHUYLER.]
+
+"I was brought up in his mother's family as seamstress, and went to live
+with her when she married Mr. Randolph, and--"
+
+"Who did you say? What Mr. Randolph?"
+
+"Mr. Peyton Randolph."
+
+Miss Rachel seemed much overcome, but she controlled herself, and
+hurriedly said, "Go on."
+
+"There was no intercourse between the families after the marriage, for
+Mrs. Randolph was poor, and they all had been opposed to her. I suppose
+you do not care to hear all the details--how they went abroad, and Mr.
+Randolph died there; and while they were absent, their house was burned;
+and there was no one to take care of Phil but me, for Phil had been too
+sick to go with his father and mother; and Mrs. Randolph did not live
+long after her return. I nursed them both, Phil and his mother; and when
+she was gone, I came on to the city, thinking I could do better here,
+but I have found it hard, very hard, with no friends. Still, I have
+pretty steady work now as shop-woman, though I can not do all that I
+would like to do for Phil."
+
+Miss Schuyler was crying.
+
+"Lisa, you good woman, how glad I am I have found you! Phil's father was
+the dearest friend I ever had."
+
+"Phil's mother gave the child to me, Miss Schuyler."
+
+"Don't be alarmed; I do not wish to separate you. How can I ever thank
+you enough for telling me all this? And what a noble, generous creature
+you are, to be toiling and suffering for a child no way related to you,
+and who must have friends fully able to care for him if they would!"
+
+"I love him as if he were my own. Sometimes I have thought I ought to
+try and see if any of his relatives would help us, but I can not bear
+to, and so we have just worried along as we could. But Phil needs a
+doctor and medicine, and more than I can give him."
+
+"He shall have all he needs, and you too," said Miss Schuyler, warmly.
+
+At this Lisa broke down, the kind words were so welcome. And the two
+women cried together; but not long, for Miss Schuyler rose and got Lisa
+some refreshing drink, and made her take off her bonnet and quiet
+herself, and then said:
+
+"Now we must plan a change for Phil, and see how soon it can be
+accomplished. And you must leave that tiresome shop, and I will give you
+plenty of work to do. See, here are some things I bought to-day that I
+shall have to wear this summer."
+
+She opened the packages--soft sheer lawn and delicate cambric that gave
+Lisa a thrill of pleasure just to touch once more, for she loved her
+work. "I shall be so glad to sew again, and I wish I had some of my work
+to show you."
+
+"Oh, I know you will do it nicely. I am going out of town in a few
+days, and I want you and Phil to go with me. Do you think you can?"
+
+"I am a little afraid," said Lisa, hesitating, "that we are not fit to;
+and yet--"
+
+"I will see to all that. Now I suppose you can not leave Phil alone much
+longer--besides, there is a shower coming. To-morrow I will bring a
+doctor to visit the dear boy, and we will see what can be done;" and she
+put a roll of money in Lisa's hand, assuring her that she should be as
+independent as she pleased after a while, and repay her, but that now
+she needed help, and should have it, and that henceforth Phil was to be
+theirs in partnership.
+
+Lisa hurried away with a light heart. She had indeed toiled and
+suffered, striven early and late, for the child of her affections, and
+this timely assistance was a source of great joy.
+
+She was too happy to heed the dashing shower which was now falling.
+Herself she had never thought of, and her dear Phil now was to be
+helped, to be cheered, perhaps to be made strong and well, and able to
+do all that his poor weak hands had tried to do so ineffectually.
+
+She opened the door softly when she reached her room. A little shiver of
+sweet sad sounds came from the wind harp. She lighted a candle, and
+looked into the pale face of the sleeping child as he lay in an attitude
+of weariness and exhaustion, with hands falling apart, and a feverish
+flush on his thin cheeks.
+
+"My poor Phil! I hope help has not come too late," she whispered, as she
+began her preparations for his more comfortable repose.
+
+The next day Miss Schuyler came, as she had promised, and brought a
+physician--a good, kind surgeon--who examined Phil, and pulled this
+joint and that joint, and touched him here and there, and found out
+where the pain was, and what caused it, and said nice funny little
+things to make him laugh, and told him he hoped to make him a strong boy
+yet. And then they whispered a little about him, and Joe was sent for,
+and a carriage came, and Phil was wrapped in a blanket, and laid on
+pillows, and taken out for a drive alone with Miss Schuyler, who chatted
+with him, and got him more flowers; and when they came back there was a
+nice dinner on a tray, and ice-cream for his dessert, and Joe was to
+stay with him until Lisa came home; and before Lisa came, there was a
+nice new trunk brought in, and several large parcels. And Phil thought
+he had never seen such a day of happiness. After his dinner and a nap,
+and while Joe sat and played on his violin, Phil sketched and made a
+lovely little picture of flowers and fairies, in his own simple fashion,
+to give to Miss Schuyler. And then Lisa came home, and the parcels were
+opened; and there were nice new dresses for Lisa, and a pretty, thin
+shawl, and a new bonnet; and for Phil there was a comfortable flannel
+gown, and soft slippers, and fine handkerchiefs and stockings; and Phil
+found a little parcel too for Joe with a bright bandana in it, and the
+old man was very happy.
+
+"It seems like Christmas," said Joe.
+
+Phil thought he had never seen quite such a Christmas, and said,
+
+"It seems more like fairy-land, and I only hope it will not all fade
+away and come to an end, like a bubble bursting."
+
+"To me," said Lisa, "it is God's own goodness that has done it all, for
+it was He who gave Miss Schuyler her warm, kind heart."
+
+"And, Joe," said Phil, "we are to go in the country, and you are to go
+with us; is not that nice?"
+
+"Very nice, Phil. I'm glad Miss Rachel's found out your father was her
+friend."
+
+Then Joe took up his violin again, and played "Home, Sweet Home," and
+"Auld Lang Syne"; and Phil fancied the violin was a bird, and sang of
+its own free-will, and thinking this reminded him how soon he would hear
+the dear wild birds in the woods, and he wondered if the fairies would
+come to him there.
+
+Then Joe went home, and Lisa had errands to do, and again she put the
+wind harp in the window, and left Phil alone, keeping very still in
+expectation of another visit from his fairy friend.
+
+[TO BE CONTINUED.]
+
+
+
+
+PINAFORE RHYMES.--(_Continued_.)
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  Here comes the train;
+    We watch it from the bars;
+  Who will stop the engine
+    And put us in the cars?
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  It fell of itself,
+    The lazy ball,
+  And you needn't tell me
+    I let it fall!
+  Perhaps it was tired,
+    Like me and you,
+  And wanted to rest
+    A minute or two.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  Little Miss Bessie
+    Has a new muff,
+  And fur gloves to keep her
+    Hands warm enough.
+  Mamma will let her
+    Run in the snow,
+  No matter how keenly
+    The wind may blow.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+  Little Mary gave a feast,
+    And seven guests invited;
+  In the garden it was laid,
+    And every one delighted.
+  They had cups of milk for tea,
+    And lots of cake and candy;
+  The sparrows thought 'twas jolly fun
+    To have a feast so handy.
+  When the crumbs were cleared away,
+    They danced and cut up capers;
+  And not a word about the feast
+    Was printed in the papers.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: OUR POST-OFFICE BOX]
+
+
+We give notice that in future no more offers for exchange of birds' eggs
+will be printed in the Post-office Box. During last summer we repeatedly
+endeavored to impress upon the minds of our readers that only one egg
+should be taken from each nest; but even this will, in many cases, cause
+anxiety to the mother-bird, and as the nesting season again approaches,
+we think best to request our boys and girls to leave the nests entirely
+undisturbed. The robbery and destruction of birds' nests by boys, in
+their eagerness to obtain eggs, have driven away thousands of song-birds
+from many parts of the country, and the new game-laws of this State will
+contain a very strict prohibition of this cruel practice, enforced by a
+heavy penalty.
+
+We believe that our decision in this matter will meet with the hearty
+approval of every one of our young readers, and the sweet warbling of
+the birds on sunny summer mornings will amply repay them for the loss of
+a few eggs from their collections.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  ST. LOUIS, MISSOURI.
+
+     I am nine years old. I take YOUNG PEOPLE, and I am so pleased with
+     it! I am very much interested in "Toby Tyler."
+
+      I am a good rider on a bicycle, and I can ride a horse well, too.
+      I have a beautiful pony. She is sorrel, with silver mane and tail.
+      Her name is Dolly, and when I call she always answers, and looks
+      at me with her big brown eyes. She can almost talk. Dolly is full
+      of mischief. She can untie her halter, take down a bar, open the
+      oat bin, and help herself. She is as plump as a seal. I sometimes
+      drive her in a little phaeton, and she is a good stepper on the
+      road. I do hope every little boy who has a pony gives it as good
+      care as I do mine.
+
+      I save every copy of YOUNG PEOPLE, and by-and-by I will give them
+      to some poor child who can not take it.
+
+  JOE W. L. G.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Perhaps some of our readers will remember a letter from Harry C. H., of
+Lansingburg, New York, published in the Post-office Box of No. 66. It
+described his black goat Dan, which he drives, harnessed, with a set of
+silver-plated harness, to a wagon or sleigh. Thinking you might be
+pleased to make the acquaintance of Harry and Dan, the Editor of YOUNG
+PEOPLE sent for their photograph, and here they are, silver-plated
+harness, bells, red box cutter, fur robe, and all--a very neat-looking
+turn-out. Don't you think so?
+
+[Illustration]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  JACKSONVILLE, FLORIDA.
+
+     I live in an orange grove in Florida, the "Land of Flowers."
+
+      Florida has a great many ponds and marshes, with lots of fish in
+      them, and it has a great deal of wire-grass and pine timber.
+
+      I have been up the great Oklawaha River, but I did not care for
+      anything except the Silver Springs, which were very beautiful
+      indeed. The water was so clear I could see trout, pike, and other
+      large fish swimming about forty feet below the surface.
+
+      I have just begun to take YOUNG PEOPLE. Mamma gave it to my
+      brother and myself for a Christmas present.
+
+      I go to school, and I have the best teacher that anybody ever had.
+
+  LEWIS.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  MOUNT PLEASANT ACADEMY, SING SING, NEW YORK.
+
+     I have taken YOUNG PEOPLE from the beginning, and I like it very
+     much. Some of the other boys in this school take it, and they all
+     think it is the best paper published. We all like "The Moral
+     Pirates" the best of all the stories, and "Toby Tyler" the next. We
+     have not had very good coasting nor skating lately, on account of
+     the weather, but if it grows cold, and snows some more, we will
+     have it.
+
+      I am collecting stamps, but all my duplicates are easy ones, and I
+      have not enough to exchange yet.
+
+      I think the editor must work pretty hard to make the paper so nice
+      for us to read.
+
+      Now I must stop writing, and study my Bible lesson.
+
+  LOUIS F. R.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  WARRENSBURG, MISSOURI.
+
+     One week ago I had a letter to the Post-office Box nearly finished,
+     and we were very happy, but just as night was coming on, mamma got
+     a telegram from Colorado, nine hundred and ninety miles away,
+     saying that our dear papa had died that morning. How dark the world
+     did look! I used to write to him in mamma's letters, and he would
+     write to me and my little brother about little tame bears and
+     antelopes, and the funny prairie-dogs, and how high the mountains
+     looked with their white caps of snow. He was so far across the
+     mountains that the rivers ran toward the Pacific. Papa was shot and
+     mortally wounded by some Mexicans. He was brought home to be
+     buried, which was a great comfort to mamma.
+
+      Mamma likes the historical stories in YOUNG PEOPLE, and she hunts
+      up more about the principal characters mentioned, and tells me
+      about them. Was the "tiny tot" in the story of Prince Charlie the
+      Duke of York, after whom the State and city of New York was named?
+
+  HARRY D. S.
+
+Yes, the "tiny tot" was the Duke of York, and on the death of his
+brother became James II., King of England. The name of New York city was
+changed from New Amsterdam to New York in 1664, Charles II. having, in
+violation of all national courtesy, granted the colony of New
+Netherlands to his brother James, then Duke of York.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  BROOKLYN, E. D., LONG ISLAND.
+
+     We have a very nice club, which is called the "Young Girls' Reading
+     Club." We meet every other week at the different girls' houses, and
+     we read the works of Longfellow, Tennyson, Whittier, and other
+     poets. There are six members in our club. I am the treasurer, for
+     we collect dues, just like "grown-up" clubs. We have to pay ten
+     cents initiation fee, and after that five cents a week. There is a
+     one-cent fine for violation of the rules, of which there are five.
+     We are sure to make money, for the girls often break the rules.
+
+  ANNA G. H.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  BROOKLYN, LONG ISLAND.
+
+     I send the Young Chemists' Club the simplest way of making chlorine
+     gas, which is useful in many experiments: Mix one part oxide of
+     manganese and two parts hydrochloric acid in a retort; heat gently
+     over a spirit-lamp, when a greenish vapor will be seen to rise,
+     which may be collected over warm water at the mouth of the retort.
+     Care should be taken, however, not to inhale it, as it is a
+     powerful poison, and a rag saturated with alcohol and ammonia
+     should frequently be waved about to purify the atmosphere.
+
+  G. F. L.
+
+This correspondent and many others have requested us to give the address
+of the president of the Young Chemists' Club, as they desire to
+correspond on scientific subjects. This we can not do unless authorized
+by the officers of the club. If Charles H. W., the president, desires to
+communicate with these young chemical students, he will kindly send a
+letter to that effect to the Post-office Box.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  VEVAY, INDIANA.
+
+     I am so anxious about Toby Tyler! I do hope he won't get killed or
+     die, but go back safe to his good uncle. I wanted to send him my
+     dollar to help him, but mamma said I had better not. I am so sorry
+     for him!
+
+      I have commenced studying German since the holidays. My teacher
+      says I will soon overtake the class that began in September. I
+      like it the best of all my studies.
+
+  BERTIE M. A.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  BROOKLYN, LONG ISLAND.
+
+     We used to have an alligator. We fed it on raw meat. We kept it in
+     a tub, and it used to jump out and run after grandpa when he had on
+     red slippers. One day it got out of the tub, and ran down the steps
+     into the kitchen, and jumped into my aunt's lap. Soon after that we
+     sent it away.
+
+  M. ELLA S.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  PASADENA, CALIFORNIA.
+
+     I am sick, and can not go to school, so I thought I would write to
+     the Post-office Box. I have an orange-tree my father gave me about
+     three years ago, and now it has more than a hundred oranges on it.
+
+      I had YOUNG PEOPLE as a birthday present from my mother. I think
+      it is a nice present, because it lasts all the year.
+
+  CARLOS P.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     We have a little Home Literary Society which entertains us one
+     evening every week, and I wish to inquire if Ida B. D. would kindly
+     write to me in reference to the play acted during the holidays by
+     the Silver Crescent Dramatic Club of San Francisco, California, of
+     which she is the secretary.
+
+  CLARA A. HOOPER,
+  Rockport, Spencer County, Ind.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  EMPORIA, KANSAS.
+
+     On January 28 we celebrated Kansas Day, it being twenty years since
+     Kansas was admitted to the Union as a State. The celebration was at
+     the High School. The room was decorated with red, white, and blue,
+     and a picture of John Brown was hung under two flags. The Kansas
+     motto was over the door, and the coat of arms was drawn on the
+     blackboard. Each pupil studied about some county, and they all sung
+     "John Brown's Body," "Call to Kansas," and "The Star-spangled
+     Banner." Essays were read on the history, products, schools, etc.,
+     of Kansas, and "The Kansas Emigrant" and other pieces were read by
+     the scholars. It is just splendid to have Kansas Day.
+
+  MAUD B.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  DETROIT, MICHIGAN, _February_ 8, 1881.
+
+     I have received so many letters for exchange of postmarks that I
+     can not possibly answer them all right away. Correspondents will
+     please take notice.
+
+  HARRY W. QUIMBY.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  DULUTH, MINNESOTA.
+
+     I have received many boxes of specimens and curiosities from
+     unknown persons. I receive the box, but there is no name on it, and
+     no postal card referring to it, and often when there is a postal,
+     there is no name even on that. Now those persons, no doubt, are
+     disappointed at receiving no acknowledgment, but it is entirely
+     their own fault, for whenever any one sends me specimens,
+     accompanied by the name and address, he is sure to receive a box in
+     return.
+
+      If all who have sent things to me, and have received no answer,
+      will send me a postal describing the package or box they have
+      sent, I will send a box of specimens in return.
+
+  HORACE H. MITCHELL.
+
+The above letter is only one among many of the same character which we
+receive daily. We print it to impress, if possible, upon the minds of
+careless boys and girls the great importance of giving their full name
+and address, by the omission of which they cause trouble, not alone to
+themselves and their correspondents, but also to the Post-office Box.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I think YOUNG PEOPLE gets better and better. I am very much
+     interested in the story of "Toby Tyler." I used to think it would
+     be great fun to travel with a circus, but now I don't think it
+     would be any fun at all.
+
+      I would be glad to exchange Lake Superior agates for star-fishes.
+      I am nine years old.
+
+  J. EDWARDS WOODBRIDGE,
+  Duluth, St. Louis County, Minn.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I am commencing a collection of stamps, and I will exchange a large
+     piece of lead ore for forty stamps. I am eleven years old.
+
+  NEWTON COMPTON,
+  Care of Rev. J. M. Compton,
+  Rural Grove, Montgomery County, N. Y.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+The following exchanges are also desired by correspondents:
+
+     A Lester saw in running order, for a self-inking press.
+
+  EDGAR GARNAN,
+  10 Highland Street, Roxbury, Mass.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     Postmarks, sea-shells, marble from Vermont and Nova Scotia, flint
+     from France, and other minerals, for postmarks, stamps, Indian
+     relics, Lake Superior agates, shells, or other curiosities.
+
+  RAYMOND C. MOREY,
+  Swanton, Franklin County, Vt.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     Choice varieties of flower seeds, for peacock coal, petrified wood,
+     shells, sea-mosses, coral, agates, or minerals. Correspondents
+     will please mark specimens.
+
+  ANNA FAVRE,
+  Ontario, Story County, Iowa.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     Postage stamps.
+
+  SHELTON A. HIBBS,
+  505 North Eighteenth Street, Philadelphia, Penn.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     Choice sea-shells for Mexican garnets.
+
+  EMMA K. CHATTLE, care of Dr. T. G. CHATTLE,
+  Long Branch, N. J.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     Foreign postage stamps.
+
+  ARTHUR T. SMITH,
+  Westminster, Carroll County, Md.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     Ten postmarks, for five foreign stamps, except English or Canadian.
+
+  M. F. COOPER,
+  Evans Mills, Jefferson County, N. Y.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     Stones or earth from Ohio, for the same from any other State, or
+     for autographs of renowned persons.
+
+  WALTER OLMSTED,
+  104 Brownell Street, Cleveland, Ohio.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     Postage and revenue stamps and postmarks, for postage stamps.
+
+  CHARLES L. HOLLINGSHEAD,
+  72 Grant Place, Chicago, Ill.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     Amethyst from Grand Menan, New Brunswick, for foreign postage
+     stamps.
+
+  HARLOW CLARK,
+  Hastings, Minn.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     West Indian and other foreign stamps, for old Cuban (issues
+     previous to 1875) and old Spanish stamps.
+
+  PERCIVAL G. BURGESS,
+  55 Atlantic Street, Portland, Maine.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     Minerals and stamps.
+
+  WALTER S. BESSE,
+  P. O. Box 235, New Bedford, Mass.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     Stones from Massachusetts, for stones or curiosities from other
+     States.
+
+  ROBERT W. WALES,
+  South Framingham, Mass.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     An Austrian coin of 1859 and a Canadian half-penny, for twenty-five
+     different kinds of stamps.
+
+  WILLIAM KRUMMEL,
+  167 Loth Street, Cincinnati, Ohio.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     A stone from New York State, for one from any other State or
+     Territory except Colorado.
+
+  LOCKE STIMPSON,
+  Mineville, Essex County, N. Y.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     Postmarks.
+
+  WILL M. EDWARDS,
+  Noblesville, Hamilton County, Ind.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     Ten postmarks, for one postage stamp. Stamps from South America,
+     Turkey, or Greece preferred.
+
+  WILLIAM T. PLUMB,
+  Constableville, Lewis County, N. Y.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     Foreign postage stamps and United States revenue stamps, for
+     others.
+
+  A READER OF "YOUNG PEOPLE,"
+  P. O. Box 8, Newton Centre, Mass.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     Red shells from Buzzard's Bay, postage stamps, mostly from South
+     America, and American and foreign postmarks, for foreign postage
+     stamps.
+
+  WALTER S. CRANE,
+  P. O. Box 474, Brookline, Mass.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     Seven African stamps (no duplicates), for two Indian arrow-heads.
+
+  WILLIAM G. FLANAGAN,
+  Johnstown, Cambria County, Penn.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     Thirty postmarks, for five foreign postage stamps.
+
+  CLIFTON B. GATES,
+  Ellington, Chautauqua County, N. Y.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     Petrified wood, for Indian relics and foreign postage stamps.
+
+  B. PEASE,
+  279 East Fifth Street, St. Paul, Minn.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     A stone from the Mammoth Cave, or stamps, for shells, ocean
+     curiosities, or minerals.
+
+  DELLIE PORTER,
+  Russellville, Logan County, Ky.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     Indian arrow-heads, for foreign postage stamps or shells.
+
+  WILLIAM and JENNIE OTTERSON,
+  Bennet Creek (_viâ_ Mountain Home), Idaho Ter.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     Postmarks, stamps, coins, and minerals, for stamps, coins, and
+     minerals.
+
+  GEORGE F. BRECKENWOOD,
+  Bay City, Mich.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     Stamps and sea-shells, for minerals, Indian relics, or coins.
+
+  C. H. WHITLOCK,
+  P. O. Box 485, Ithaca, N. Y.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+R. O. C.--The city of Santa Fe, in New Mexico, is the oldest in the
+United States.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+"INQUISITIVE JOE."--The first narrow-gauge railroad was that leading
+from collieries either in Wales or the north of England, upon which
+point authorities differ. The gauge of four feet eight and a half inches
+is supposed to have been determined by the width of axle of the colliery
+wagons, and, once adopted, to have been applied to new roads built in
+other localities for passenger traffic.--It is supposed that the Chinese
+were the first to mine coal, and also from time immemorial to collect
+gas from it for purposes of illumination. Their method of working mines
+was very primitive, and is but little improved up to the present time.
+It is supposed that coal was used in Great Britain previous to the Roman
+invasion, but was probably collected only at the outcrops of the coal
+seams. In 1259 a charter was granted to the freemen of Newcastle to "dig
+for cole," by the King, Henry III., and from this time coal mining was
+an extensive industry. In France and Belgium, coal was also mined for
+fuel at a very early period. The Greeks and Romans were evidently
+acquainted with coal as fuel, but are supposed to have made little or no
+use of it.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+MICHAEL G. S.--There were two obelisks on the site of the ancient port
+of Alexandria, known as Cleopatra's Needles, one erect, the other
+fallen. The fallen one was taken to England in 1877, and the obelisk
+formerly erect is now placed in the Central Park of New York city.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+JOHN C.--Cockroaches, often called Croton-bugs in New York city, will
+devour anything they can find in the domestic store-room. They will also
+eat woollen cloth. They will exist a long time without food, as did the
+specimen you imprisoned in a bottle. Had you fed your bug with crumbs of
+bread or cake, he would have eaten greedily. The species of cockroaches
+which is found in houses in all maritime towns is supposed to be an
+emigrant from Asia, from which country it spread to Europe, and
+afterward came to America, where it has made itself thoroughly at home,
+to the great annoyance of many housewives, who battle in vain against
+the ravaging hordes of these disgusting insects.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+ROSE G.--Gold has been mined from time immemorial, as the most ancient
+peoples used it for ornaments and for money. Before the introduction of
+coinage, gold for purposes of trade was probably in the form of lumps of
+different weights. Gold is mentioned in the Bible as early as the second
+chapter of Genesis, where, in the eleventh and twelfth verses, Havilah
+is spoken of as a land "where there is gold. And the gold of that land
+is good."--The use of steam as a propelling agent was recognized some
+time before a practical trial was made of its power. The first
+application of it as a motive force for vessels appears to have been
+made by Papin, a French mathematician and inventor, who, in 1707, made
+the experiment of propelling a small paddle-wheel vessel by steam on the
+Fulda River, at Cassel. The name of his vessel is unknown. Other
+experiments were made from time to time, but until Robert Fulton
+launched his little steamer on the Hudson River in 1807, nothing had
+been a success. Fulton's vessel, which was called _Clermont_, attained a
+speed of five miles an hour only, but from that time steam navigation
+progressed with rapid strides.--It is impossible to obtain an accurate
+census of large countries, but the following figures are taken from the
+latest estimates, and are probably not far from being correct: Chinese
+Empire, from 450,000,000 to 550,000,000; British Isles, 32,412,000;
+Mexico, about 10,000,000; Central America, 2,671,000; South America,
+25,675,000.--There are many books giving epochs of United States history
+in story form. Some published within a short time by Messrs. Harper &
+Brothers are The _Boys of '76_, and _Old Times in the Colonies_, by
+Charles C. Coffin; _Stories of the Old Dominion_, by John Esten Cooke;
+and _The Story of the United States Navy_, by Benson J. Lossing.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+AGNES B. W.--In HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE No. 32, June 8, 1880, is a paper
+entitled "A Chat About Philately," which gives a clear explanation of
+the terms which puzzle you.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+C. J. K., VERMONT.--We would gladly correct the error caused by the
+omission of a word in your letter, but we can not print any more offers
+to exchange birds' eggs. If you have any new exchange to offer, write it
+very clearly to the Post-office Box, and we will give space to it as
+soon as possible.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Correct answers to puzzles have been received from Hugh Burns, R. O.
+Chester, George F. Crego, Bessie Comstock, James L. Frazer, Louise
+Gambier, Albert H. Hopkins, Alice M. Hine, Isobel Jacob, Eddie Keeler,
+"L. U. Stral," Freddy E. Lester, Allie Maxwell, W. Olfenbüttel, "Starry
+Flag," Clara Spees, "The Dawley Boys," May Thornton, Walter J. Wells.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+PUZZLES FROM YOUNG CONTRIBUTORS.
+
+No. 1.
+
+ENIGMA.
+
+  My first in eat, but not in drink.
+  My second in float, but not in sink.
+  My third in garment, not in dress.
+  My fourth in curl, but not in tress.
+  My fifth in race, but not in run.
+  I can gaze unhurt at the noonday sun.
+
+  MAUD P. A.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+No. 2.
+
+DOUBLE ACROSTIC--(TO NORTH STAR).
+
+
+_Primals_.
+
+  Without me, what is life?
+  To win me, shun no strife.
+
+_Finals_.
+
+  Fair land of my primals, from sea to sea,
+  Swell the loud anthem of liberty!
+
+_Cross Words_.
+
+  1. A State where orange groves adorn the land.
+  2. Shots thus directed prove an ill-trained hand.
+  3. In me you name a railroad and a lake.
+  4. Success without me ever is at stake.
+  5. I am a royal town in Eastern clime.
+  6. A festival was I in ancient time.
+  7. Busy, laborious, and to care much given.
+  Her wiser sister raised her eyes to heaven.
+
+  LONE STAR.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+No. 3.
+
+GEOGRAPHICAL CONCEALMENTS.
+
+States.--1. I remember when Ohio was a wilderness. 2. Albany, Denver,
+Montpelier, and Boston are capitals. 3. Can the painter color a door
+green? 4. Was Handel aware that, he was a great musician?
+
+Rivers.--5. Everything was in order when I left. 6. Oh, Ned, you did not
+tag us fair. 7. Do not let your anger rise.
+
+Cities.--8. He that ventures into the lions' den, verily he shall be
+slain. 9. Will Dinah bring home the washing to-night? 10. I told Hal, if
+axes were dear, not to buy any. 11. As we were getting over the stile,
+Ed's hat blew off.
+
+  EDWIN J. S.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+No. 4.
+
+DOUBLE DIAMOND.
+
+Across.--A thousand. Something used by housekeepers. A boy's name.
+Warlike. A thick board. Three-quarters of a cent. A vowel.
+
+Down.--A consonant. Chance. A blackbird. A Territory. To publish. An
+animal of Tartary. Fifty.
+
+  DOUBLE U. CAYENNE.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+No. 5.
+
+ENIGMA.
+
+  In ham, not in beef.
+  In coral, not in reef.
+  In slate, not in book.
+  In stork, not in rook.
+  In pan, not in pot.
+  In cold, not in hot.
+  In church, not in steeple.
+  In ruler, not in people.
+  In push, not in pull.
+  In empty, not in full.
+  In stop, not in go.
+  In fast, not in slow.
+  In speak, not in tell.
+  The name of what State do these letters spell?
+
+  JOHN D.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+ANSWERS TO PUZZLES IN No. 67.
+
+No. 1.
+
+Equinoctial.
+
+No. 2.
+
+  G A S H
+    S E E D
+      T E A R
+        D R A W
+          E Y E S
+
+No. 3.
+
+        D
+      B A R
+    B O N E S
+  D A N G L E D
+    R E L A X
+      S E X
+        D
+
+No. 4.
+
+  L U T E   V I E W
+  U P A S   I D L E
+  T A R N   E L L A
+  E S N E   W E A K
+
+No. 5.
+
+Butterfly.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Charade, on page 240--Hammock.
+
+
+
+
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+
+
+
+
+WHAT THEY SAID ABOUT IT.
+
+
+  The pigeon and the baby both
+    Were six months old to-day;
+  I told them so at breakfast-time,
+    To see what they would say.
+  The pigeon held his head one side,
+    And gently murmured "Coo";
+  The baby clapped his dimpled hands,
+    And gayly shouted "Goo!"
+  And that is all they said, my dears--
+    Upon my word, it's true.
+
+
+
+
+PHANTOM FACES.
+
+BY FRANK BELLEW.
+
+
+[Illustration: FIG. 1.]
+
+The other night I went to a little party, where a number of young people
+were gathered together to amuse themselves and each other. Many games
+were played, and many amusing tricks performed, and among others was one
+so striking and ingenious that I resolved to record it for the benefit
+of YOUNG PEOPLE.
+
+We were ushered into a long parlor, where a number of chairs were
+arranged after the manner of a lecture hall. At the further end of the
+room was a long table, draped in front, and having on it two screens
+about thirty inches apart, making something like a window without any
+top. But you can judge better of the appearance of the object by looking
+at Fig. 1, which correctly represents it. Presently a young gentleman
+appeared at this opening, and told us he was going to show us some
+magical and mysterious transformations and character representations.
+After he had made his little address through the opening, the lights in
+the room were turned down, and all was darkness, save behind the
+screens, whence a bright light shone on the face of the young man.
+
+"First," he said, "I will show you a Dandy." And putting a fashionable
+hat rakishly on his head, he fixed himself in position. In an instant a
+pair of stylish mustaches appeared on his upper lip, and he looked the
+Dandy all over. He waited a few minutes, until we had taken a good look
+at him, and then, slowly opening his mouth, the mustaches disappeared
+down his throat.
+
+[Illustration: FIG. 2.]
+
+"Now," he said, "I will give you a representation of Bill Sykes."
+Changing the dainty hat for a battered stove-pipe, he again fixed
+himself in position, and instantly he had a black eye, a red nose, and
+grimy, half-shaven-looking chin and jaws, as represented in Fig. 2. I
+must confess that he made a rather mild and inoffensive Bill Sykes, but
+still the transformation was marvellous.
+
+After a few minutes' waiting, as before, the black eye, red nose, and
+half-grown beard vanished, the hat was removed, and he assumed other
+characters, as follows: the Sick Man, the Red Indian, the Western Miner,
+and the Darky.
+
+[Illustration: FIG. 3.]
+
+And now I will tell you how he did it, and how you can do it yourself.
+In the first place, take a good look at Fig. 3, so that you may follow
+my description. Behind the screens were placed two powerful lights, with
+reflectors behind them made of tin bent into the shape of a gutter-pipe
+split open, or a tomato can with the ends knocked out, and ripped down
+the side--indeed, if you can get no better reflectors, tomato cans will
+answer the purpose very well. Regular circular reflectors are, of
+course, the best, if you can procure them, the object being to
+concentrate as brilliant a light as possible on the face of the
+performer.
+
+Well, behind the screens, as I said, he had two brilliant lights, which
+shone directly on his face. The appearance of mustaches, board, and
+black eye was produced by shadows thrown by pieces of card-board on the
+desired spot. The grimy appearance of Bill Sykes's face was produced by
+a half-shadow thrown from a piece of net in a frame. The color of the
+Red Indian and of Bill Sykes's nose was produced by holding a piece of
+red glass between the performer and the light. The Sick Man was made to
+look pallid by using a piece of blue glass in the same way, and the
+Darky's sable hue by a similar use of glass of the proper color.
+
+[Illustration: FIG. 4.]
+
+Now look at Fig. 4. The objects marked A represent the instruments used
+to throw the shadows for the mustaches in the Dandy, B is the beard of
+the Miner, C the black eye, and D the grimy jaws and red nose of Bill
+Sykes. Remember that in each of these cases, except the black eye, you
+require a pair of the instruments. The instruments A B, C are cut out of
+card-board, and fastened to wires or thin sticks about two feet in
+length. D is a frame of wire over which is stretched a piece of common
+net, such as women use for caps; added to this is a piece of red glass,
+as marked in the diagram, to throw the red light on the nose of Bill
+Sykes.
+
+By looking at Fig. 3 you will see how the performer holds his
+instruments. To the right is a mirror, in which his face is reflected,
+so that he can see whether he has got the shadows in their proper
+places. In bringing the shadow-throwing instruments into position they
+should be held edgeways toward the light, so that they will throw little
+or no shadow until they have come into their right position; then turn
+them suddenly with the broad side to the light, and the mustaches or
+beard will appear like a flash.
+
+When the performer seems to swallow his mustache, the effect is produced
+in the same way, viz., by turning the shadow-throwers edgeways to the
+light, and at the same time opening the mouth.
+
+Before exhibiting, the performer must make several experiments in order
+to ascertain the right distance at which to hold the shadow-throwing
+instruments from his face, and, indeed, to fix their exact position;
+this being once determined, he can bore holes in his table, at a
+suitable angle, into which he can stick the handles of his instruments,
+so that he need not have the trouble of holding them.
+
+He must also fix the precise position for his head, for which purpose he
+must have a rest, or a small pad fastened to the wall behind him,
+against which he can securely lean without fear of _wobbling_.
+
+One last hint: do not let your audience sit too close to you, but keep
+them at as great a distance as possible, and amuse them with such
+small-talk as you can command.
+
+
+
+
+
+End of Project Gutenberg's Harper's Young People, March 1, 1881, by Various
+
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