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If you are not located in the United States, you'll have -to check the laws of the country where you are located before using this ebook. - - - -Title: Harper's Young People, November 22, 1881 - An Illustrated Weekly - -Author: Various - -Release Date: September 30, 2015 [EBook #50085] - -Language: English - -Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 - -*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE *** - - - - -Produced by Annie R. McGuire - - - - - - - - -[Illustration: HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE] - - * * * * * - -VOL. III.--NO. 108. PUBLISHED BY HARPER & BROTHERS, NEW YORK. PRICE FOUR -CENTS. - -Tuesday, November 22, 1881. Copyright, 1881, by HARPER & BROTHERS. $1.50 -per Year, in Advance. - - * * * * * - - - - -[Illustration: THE WAY THE LITTLE FOLKS KEEP THANKSGIVING.] - - - - -ELSIE'S THANKSGIVING. - -BY MRS. MARGARET E. SANGSTER. - - - Dolly, it's almost Thanksgiving. Do you know what I mean, my dear? - No? Well, I couldn't expect it: you haven't been with us a year. - And you came with my auntie from Paris, far over the wide blue sea, - And you'll keep your first Thanksgiving, my beautiful Dolly, with me. - - I'll tell you about it, my darling, for grandma's explained it all, - So that _I_ understand why Thanksgiving always comes late in the fall, - When the nuts and the apples are gathered, and the work in the fields - is done, - And the fields, all reaped and silent, are asleep in the autumn sun. - - It is then that we praise our Father, who sends the rain and the dew, - Whose wonderful loving-kindness is every morning new; - Unless we'd be heathen, Dolly, or worse, we must sing and pray, - And think about good things, Dolly, when we keep Thanksgiving-day. - - But I like it very much better when from church we all go home, - And the married brothers and sisters, and the troops of cousins come, - And we're ever so long at the table, and dance and shout and play, - In the merry evening, Dolly, that ends Thanksgiving-day. - - Now let me whisper a secret: I've had a trouble to bear; - It has made me feel quite old, dear, and perfectly crushed with care; - 'Twas about my prettiest kitten, the white one with spots of black-- - I loved her devotedly, Dolly: I've been _awfully angry with Jack_; - - So mad that I couldn't forgive him; and I wouldn't kiss him good-night, - For he lost my Kitty on purpose, shut up in a bag so tight; - He carried her miles and miles, dear, and dropped her down in the dark; - I would not wonder a bit, dear, if he took her to Central Park. - - And then he came home to supper, as proud as a boy could be. - I wonder, Dolly, this minute how he dared to be looking at me, - When I called my Kitty and called her, and of course she didn't come, - And Jack pored over his Latin as if he were deaf and dumb. - - When I found out what he had done, dear, it was just like lead in my - heart, - Though mamma is as kind as an angel, I knew she would take his part. - Suppose Kitty _did_ chase the chickens?--they might have kept out of - her way. - I've been so sorrowful, Dolly, I've dreaded Thanksgiving-day. - - For I'll never pretend to be good, dear, when I feel all wrong in my - mind; - And as for giving up Kitty, I'm not in the least resigned. - And I've known with deep grief, Dolly--known it a long time back-- - That I couldn't keep Thanksgiving while I hated my brother Jack. - - For you can not love God and praise Him when you're cherishing anger - this way. - I've tried hard to conquer it, Dolly--I gave Jack two pears to-day; - I've mended his mittens for him.--Why, who is this creeping in? - Why, it's surely my own white kitten, so tired and grimed and thin! - - And now we _will_ keep Thanksgiving, Dolly and Kitty and I; - I'll go to church in the morning. I'm so glad, I'm afraid I'll cry. - Oh, Kitty! my lost, lost treasure, you have found your own way back, - And now I'll forget my troubles, and be friends again with Jack. - - - - -PERILS AND PRIVATIONS. - -BY JAMES PAYN. - -I.--THE WRECK OF THE "GROSVENOR." - - -On the 4th of August, "being Sunday, 1782," the _Grosvenor_, East -Indiaman, homeward-bound, was scudding, under little canvas, before a -northwest gale. She had left Madagascar to the northeast some days ago, -and was supposed by her Captain (Captain Coxon) to be at least a hundred -leagues from the nearest land. Before daylight John Hynes, a seaman, -with one Lewis and others, were aloft striking the foretop-gallant-mast, -when Hynes asked Lewis if he did not think certain breakers ahead -indicated land. The latter answering in the affirmative, they hastened -to inform the third mate, Mr. Beal, who had the watch. Mr. Beal "only -laughed at them," but in a few minutes the _Grosvenor_'s keel struck, -and "as she beat very hard, every soul on board instantly ran on deck." - -[Illustration: WRECK OF THE "GROSVENOR."] - -These souls, predoomed to destruction, were very many--nearly two -hundred, including, alas! both women and children and sick. If the -position of those who are well and strong in such circumstances is -pitiable, what must be that of the weak? The Captain endeavored in vain -to mitigate the universal panic; for though no water could be detected -in the vessel by the pumps, it was well understood there was a hole in -her; and since the wind was off the land, which could now be discerned a -hundred yards away, it was feared she would be driven to sea, and -founder. The gunner was ordered to fire signals of distress; but on -going to the powder-room he found it full of water. The mainmast was cut -away, then the foremast, but without easing the doomed ship, against -which the waves beat with impatient fury, as though greedy for their -prey. - -To those who have only seen the summer sea at play upon our shores, it -is difficult to picture the force with which in storm every wave strikes -a vessel in this position. She shudders at every blow, and groans and -shrieks like any living creature. To the ignorant and timid, who feel -the hull quivering under them, it seems as if she were going to pieces -at every stroke. "At all hazards," they say to themselves, "let us get -out of this to land;" but when they look upon the boiling waves, that -seethe as in some bottomless caldron between themselves and the -wished-for shore, even the frail planks on which they stand seem by -comparison security. Even when a boat has perhaps with infinite -difficulty been lowered, and they see it thrown hither and thither like -a ball beneath them, and only kept from instant destruction against the -ship's side by boat-hooks, they shrink from such a means of escape, and -leave it to bolder spirits. In the case of the _Grosvenor_, the yawl and -jolly-boat, which had been hoisted out, were dashed to pieces as soon as -they touched the water. An Italian and two seamen, however, swam to land -with the deep-sea line, by help of which a stronger rope was conveyed -ashore, and then a hawser. - -By this time a great crowd of natives had collected on the beach, who -helped to fasten the hawser to the rocks, and the other end of the rope -being made fast to the capstan on deck, it was hauled tight. -Communication was thus established between the ship and the land; a -perilous mode of safety, however, that could only be used by the most -agile seamen, of whom no less than fifteen out of twenty attempting to -pursue it dropped into the sea, and were drowned before the eyes of -their companions. - -The people on the wreck now busied themselves in constructing a raft, -the only means of escape that was apparently left them, and it was -launched overboard, and guided to the ship's stern, so that the women -and children might be dropped into it from the quarter gallery. But -hardly had it reached the waves when it was torn asunder, "the great -ropes that bound it together parting like pack-thread," and the men in -charge of it perished. Picture to yourself, reader, how each of these -successive events must have affected the survivors, who beheld them all, -and felt them to be so many preludes to their own destruction. In -despair they all huddled together on the poop awaiting death, while with -a crash that made itself heard above the tempest, the great ship clove -asunder. - -And here, as we shall find often happens in these narratives of -disaster, what would seem to have been their certain doom proved for a -time their preservation; for the wind suddenly veered round, and blowing -directly to the land, carried the starboard quarter on which they stood -into shallow water, and the whole company reached the shore. - -By this time the night was falling; but the natives, who had retired -with the setting sun, had left the embers of a fire, by which means -three others were lighted, and some hogs and poultry being driven -ashore, the poor creatures made a good repast--which was their last one. -They soon learned from their companions on shore that it was from no -motives of humanity that the inhabitants had offered them assistance, -nor indeed, beyond fastening the hawser, had they given any help, but -occupied themselves in seizing whatever came to land, especially -anything in the shape of iron. - -Among most savage nations iron holds the place which gold fills among -those more civilized, and a few horse-shoes or rusty nails are valued -more highly by them than pearls or diamonds. To any one who has seen the -weapons or instruments in use among the South-sea Islanders, and the -curious devices by which horn and bone and wood are made to supply the -place of the coveted metal, this will not appear strange; and as the -desire for gold too often hardens the heart among our own people, so -that for iron makes that of the savage as the nether millstone, or as -iron itself. - -With the next morning a host of natives thronged the beach, to the great -terror of the castaways, who had no weapons of any kind. The former took -not the slightest notice of the new arrivals, but, knowing that they -could turn their attention to them at any time, busied themselves -exclusively with plunder. Next to positive ill-treatment, the poor -_Grosvenor_ people felt that nothing could augur worse for them than -this total indifference to their wretched condition. - -A cask of beef, a barrel of flour, and a puncheon of rum they managed to -secure for themselves, and with a couple of sails they contrived two -tents for the ladies and children. This was all the provision they had, -though they were a hundred and thirty-five in number, and even the -puncheon of rum the Captain gave orders to be staved, "lest the natives -should become dangerous by getting intoxicated." - -Then he called the people together, and in a pathetic speech informed -them that to the best of his belief they were on the coast of Caffraria, -and that it might be possible in sixteen or seventeen days to reach on -foot some of the Dutch settlements. As the ship was wrecked, he informed -them that his authority was at an end, but if it was their wish he would -resume it, as without discipline the difficulties of travel would be -greatly increased. Then they all answered that "he should still be their -Captain, by all means." - -One man named O'Brien had a swelled knee, and elected to remain with the -natives, whom he thought he might conciliate by making them little -trinkets out of the lead and pewter cast ashore, and having recovered -from his ailment, and learned their language, might better be able to -get away. Him therefore they left (little knowing the tender mercies of -those to whom he so pitifully intrusted himself), "but Mr. Logie, the -chief mate, being ill, was carried by two men in a hammock slung upon a -pole." - -The whole company then began to move westward, followed by many of the -natives, "who took whatever they chose from them, and occasionally threw -stones." Presently they met thirty Caffres whose hair, instead of being -crisp and curly like the rest, was made up in the shape of a sugar-loaf, -and whose faces were painted red. Among them was a Dutchman called -Trout, who spoke English. They offered him an immense sum if he would -conduct them to the Cape, but he replied that it was impossible. He had -murdered several of his own countrymen, and therefore could not venture -among them again; besides, having a wife and children among the Caffres, -to whom he had fled for refuge, he was averse to leave them, even if the -tribe would have let him go, which he was well assured they would not. -As to the journey, he informed them (as it turned out only too truly) -that it would be attended with unspeakable difficulties, arising from -the cruel nations through which they would have to pass, desert lands, -and wild beasts. - -Greatly depressed, the party moved on, every day harassed by the -natives, who when the sun went down invariably retired. The poor unarmed -Englishmen could do little against men armed with lances and protected -by targets made of elephant's hide, and in the end they had always to -sue for peace, cutting the buttons from their coats, and offering such -trinkets as they possessed, to buy off their assailants. One day they -plundered the gentlemen of their watches, and the ladies of some -diamonds they had concealed in their hair; on another they took from -them what was far more valuable, their one tinder-box, flint, and steel. - -After this loss every one travelled with a fire-brand in his hand to -guard against the wild beasts at night. Fresh-water they generally found -by digging in the sand, but their provisions were now nearly all -expended, and dissension for the first time appeared among the unhappy -band. "The fatigue of travelling with the women and children being very -great, the sailors began to murmur." - -We should pause before condemning these men, though they may deserve -condemnation, to consider what some of us at least might have done in -their case. It was morally certain that to advance as they were at -present doing, by slow degrees, was to perish. Some hoped, no doubt, -that by making quicker progress they might get help, and return for the -rest, as indeed some did. Moreover, the same chivalry is hardly to be -expected (though in these narratives it will be seen that it was often -found) among uneducated persons as in those of gentler mould; it may -even be added--to be quite fair--that when it is exhibited they do not -get the same credit for it. For an officer to run away in battle is -actually more difficult, because it is more disgraceful, than for a -common soldier. In this case almost all the officers, including the -Captain, remained with the ladies and children, and "many of the -sailors, induced by the great promises made by Colonel James and others, -were prevailed to stay with them, to carry what little provision was -left, and the blankets with which they covered themselves in the night." -A Captain Talbot, three of the ship's mates, one or two gentlemen and -their servants, with the remainder of the seamen, among whom was John -Hynes, "being in all forty-three," made up the forward party. - -A young boy, Master Law, a passenger, between seven and eight years old, -crying after one of these, a passenger, and having no surviving -relatives of his own, was taken with them, it being agreed that they -should carry him by turns whenever he should be unable to walk. It is -not to be supposed that this separation of the two parties took place in -anger or bad feeling on either side. Indeed, the next day, when those -who had left the Captain's company, having had to wait all night beside -a river for the ebb tide, were overtaken by the rest, the meeting -between them was most affecting, and once more they all travelled on as -before. Nay, all the shell-fish, oysters, mussels, and limpets they -could find on the sea-shore, although their other provisions were now -quite expended, were that day, we are told, reserved solely for the -women and children. Arriving at a Caffre village, where the Dutchman -Trout lived, they were wickedly ill-treated by the inhabitants; and by -his advice, since in smaller numbers they would be less likely to arouse -the jealousy of the natives, they once more separated, "never to meet -again". From this moment, unless from hearsay, we have only the record -of what may be called the sailors' party, narrated by John Hynes. - -They kept along the coast-line as well as they could, but the frequent -rivers, too deep and swift to be crossed by those who could not swim -well, often compelled them to journey inland. Here we see how, not only -in time of shipwreck, but afterward, the art of swimming, so easily -acquired in youth, is so valuable. If it had not been for these -diversions from their course more lives would certainly have been saved, -as they had to take to the woods, where sorrel "and such wild berries as -they observed the birds to peck at," and which they therefore knew were -not poisonous, were their only food, and where wild beasts devoured them -at night. When the rivers grew somewhat narrower, they lashed together -all the dry wood they could collect with woodbines and their -handkerchiefs, and on the raft thus formed they set the little boy and -those who could not swim, while the others pushed it over. In this way -they sometimes crossed rivers two miles broad. - -The country now grew mountainous, and much more difficult to traverse. -They saw no paths but such as were made by lions and tigers, against -which they had to make up huge fires at night; yet even these were -preferable to such fellow-creatures as were to be found in that -inhospitable land. Every morning, while their strength lasted, one of -their number climbed a tree to examine the direction of the coast-line, -to which they kept as close as was possible. They presently became too -weak to gather fuel for more than one fire, into which they put the few -oysters and mussels they could collect, as they had no other means -(having been long ago plundered of their knives) to open them. Their -watches, as I have said, were gone, and the sun was their only -time-piece. At first with a nail fashioned into a knife they cut notches -in a stick for week-days, and one across for Sundays; but they lost the -stick in crossing a river, after which "days, weeks, and months" went by -without record. One day they found a dead whale upon the shore, a sight -which filled them with ecstasy. As they had no means of cutting it up, -they made a fire upon it, after which they cut out the parts thus -grilled with oyster shells. - -The sight of a fine level country now led them to hope that they had got -beyond Caffraria, and reached the Dutch settlements. This caused them to -strike inland, but they had soon to return to the coast again for food. - -The strength of the whole party now began to fail. Captain Talbot sat -down several times to rest himself, and the rest did the same; "but the -Captain repeating this too often through weariness," they presently went -on and left him. His faithful servant, however, observing his master in -that condition, went back, and was observed to sit down by him. "Neither -of the two was ever more seen or heard of." - -[TO BE CONTINUED.] - - - - -[Illustration: NICOLO, THE LITTLE ITALIAN BOY.] - - - - -"GRANDPA, YOU DO LOOK SWEET." - -BY M. E. - - - Just think of it, dear Grandpapa, - This day belongs to me; - My birthday 'tis--I'm four years old-- - Last time I was but three. - And six small girls and five small boys - Are coming here to tea, - And you must be as beautiful - As ever you can be. - - Teresa Grover's grandpapa - Has got no hair at all; - His head shines--though he's very nice-- - Just like an iv'ry ball. - And I guess she'll be awful s'prised, - And all those other girls, - And small boys too, when they see you - With lots of pretty curls. - - For to my party you must come, - And help us play and laugh; - I wouldn't have a birthday, dear, - Unless I gave you half. - And you shall have the very best - Of everything to eat. - And now your hair is done, and, oh, - Grandpa, you _do_ look sweet! - -[Illustration] - - - - -THE LAME TURKEY. - -A Story of Thanksgiving-Time. - -BY RUTH HALL. - - -"Childern, childern, come here quick. That 'ere lame turkey's out -ag'in." - -So called Mrs. Amasa Andrews, in the kitchen doorway, and two shrill -trebles answered her from the pumpkin patch. - -"Oh, Aunt Polly, where's it gone to? Out in the orchard, or across the -fields?" - -"Under the hill, down by Uncle Jake's old place," waving away the -panting figures who rushed into view from behind the corn-house. "You'd -better hurry up, or he'll get clean away this time." - -George and Patty needed no second warning. In the missing turkey were -bound up delightful visions of "white meat," "wish-bones," and -"stuffing," on which they had been dwelling for two months past, and -which they had no idea of losing at this late day, only one little week -before Thanksgiving. So they tore like small whirlwinds across the -kitchen yard, squeezed under the fence, and slid down the steep hill, -never stopping to take breath until they had lost sight of home, and had -"Uncle Jake's old place" in view. - -"Oh, George!" gasped little Patty then, "what if we didn't find -it?--what ever would we do?" - -"Wouldn't have no Thanksgivin'," replied George, stolidly. - -"Oh, but I just couldn't bear that. I couldn't, truly. It is such a -awful long time since we had a taste o' turkey, George." - -"Not since last Christmas, before we ever thought o' comin' here to -live," her brother mused, as he trimmed a switch with dexterous fingers. -"Pa 'n' ma was alive then, 'n' little sister, 'n'-- There's that gobbler -now!" - -They were close to the house, which had long been vacant, but now showed -signs of life in open door and windows, and a faint curl of pale blue -smoke from the tumble-down chimney. In the tiny door-yard stood the -runaway, calmly picking at a few potato-skins in a rusty old tin pan. - -The children crept softly up behind a brush heap, intending to rush from -thence and surprise him, and were about to carry their scheme into -effect, when George laid a detaining hand upon his sister's arm. - -"Hush!" he whispered. "What's that comin'?" - -"Oh, Sally," called a thin voice from the door of the little house, -"come and see what's here. A turkey, Sally--a real turkey, sure's you -live!" - -"But it ain't for us," said another voice. Evidently Sally had come. "It -belongs to some 'un, 'Melia, 'n' they'll come after it. That means a -Thanksgivin' dinner for somebody"--with a heavy sigh. - -"Oh dear!" went on the younger voice, "don't you wish 'twas ours, Sally? -I never tasted turkey 'n all my life, an' I _do_ hate corn meal so!" - -"Turkey's for them that has fathers to buy 'em," replied Sally, with a -sob in her voice; and then some one called shrilly from an inner room: - -"Come, girls, Miss Watson's washin's ready;" and the little forms, at -which our Patty and George had been furtively "peeking," disappeared. - -It was the work of a few moments to catch the lame turkey, and to start -him homeward at the point of George's switch; but someway neither child -looked happy over the achievement. - -"George," finally began Patty's pleading little voice. - -"Well, what d'ye want?" in his gruffest manner. - -"They hain't got no father, Georgie." - -"No more ha' we, nor mother neither. We're orphans." - -"Oh, George! when we've got such a good Aunt Polly, 'n' such a Uncle -Amasa. An' _corn meal_, George." - -Now Patty's brother "hated corn meal so" too, as his crafty sister knew. -There was a little pause. - -"Well, what shell we do?" he inquired, finally. "Tell Aunt Polly, 'n' -get her to send 'em something down?" - -"We couldn't do that," small Patty answered, decidedly. "They can't -afford to do much extra, I'm afraid, Georgie. You know we're quite -expensive, our keepin'; I heard old Miss Crandall tell Mike so." - -"Miss Crandall's a gossip, Uncle Amasa says." - -"But I know we _are_," poor Patty went on. "Aunt Polly ain't had no fall -bunnit, you know, an' she does her own washin' since we come. I'm afraid -we cost 'em quite a deal." - -"Well, what _shell_ we do?" George cried, desperately, and giving the -lame turkey a savage cut over his saucy tail. - -"I don't know what you'll do," was Polly's calm response, "but I shell -give that 'Melia every smitch o' my turkey next Thursday. So there!" - -There was another pause, and then George remarked, with a great showing -of coolness: "Well, all right. An' I'll take Sally my turkey an' _all_ -my pumpkin pie!" - -"Oh, you dear George!" began his sister, and then broke down and cried. - -"What air you childern whisperin' about?" queried Aunt Polly, coming -upon the two, sitting side by side on the wood-pile, later in the day. - -Patty hesitated. Good and kind as Aunt Polly always was, her sharp eyes -and sharper voice were awe-inspiring to her small niece. But George, -whose bravery was the glory of his sister, looked up at the tall woman -with his fearless gray eyes, and told the story of that morning's -adventures and their resolution, adding: - -"An' we were just a-wonderin', Aunt Polly, how we'd get the things down -there, an' if you'd let Mike go with us, maybe, 'cause you know you say -you don't like us to go where you don't know the folks." - -"That'll be all right," his aunt said, simply, "an' I'm glad you thought -of it, childern. 'It's more blessed to give,' you know. George, I wisht -you'd get me some chips." - -So she turned the subject then; but that evening, as Mr. and Mrs. -Andrews sat together over the kitchen fire, with their charges asleep up -stairs, Aunt Polly retold George's story, keenly watching her husband's -face as she did so, although her eyes were apparently fixed upon her -knitting. - -Uncle Amasa took his pipe out of his mouth and drew a long breath. -"Bless them childern," he said, heartily. "I vum, now, Polly, that makes -me feel putty small--don't it you? To think o' their thinkin' of it, an' -they a-lookin' forward to Thanksgivin'-day so long!" - -"Well, what kin we do, Amasa?" was his wife's quiet question. - -"Massy! I don't know. But we'll send that widder her dinner anyway, an' -we won't rob them little childern o' theirn neither." - -"But, Amasa"--Aunt Polly laid down her knitting--"don't you see that -won't be the _childern's_ givin'? I don't want to take away their -dinners, dear knows; but 'twouldn't be right, after all, you know, for -them to be gen'rous and keep their turkey too." - -Uncle Amasa mused a moment. "That's so!" he said, ruefully, at last. "I -tell ye, Polly, woman, we'll give 'em the hull turkey, an' we'll throw -in the pies. I guess we won't starve on bacon an' cabbage, an' on -Chris'mas I'll manage so's they can hev a turkey, 'n' we too. I love my -dinner's much 's the next 'un, but I swan to massy them babies o' ourn -make me feel putty small--putty small!" - -And gathering up his boots and pipe, Uncle Amasa strode off to bed. - -And so it came to pass that on Thanksgiving-eve George and Patty, -accompanied by Uncle Amasa, not Mike, again followed the lame turkey -under the hill to Uncle Jake's old place. But this time the recreant -fowl was borne on their uncle's shoulders, in the huge market-basket, in -company with potatoes and onions and golden pies and rosy cranberries; -in short, with the party's Thanksgiving dinner. - -Uncle Amasa first placed the basket on the cracked door-step, and then -he and George concealed themselves in the darkness behind the brush -heap, while Patty, the lightest and fleetest of the three, knocked at -the door, and then ran swiftly to the common hiding-place. - -A faint streak of light came from the doorway as Sally appeared holding -a tallow candle aloft. A moment's silence while she stared at the -basket, and kneeling by it explored the contents; then-- - -"Oh, mother! 'Melia!" she screamed, "it's a turkey, and it's pies, -an'--oh, come quick an' see!" - -There was the hurry of other footsteps, and a cry from 'Melia: "Just to -look at the onions! Oh, I _do_ love them!" and then some one upset and -extinguished the candle, and under cover of the darkness Uncle Amasa -drew the eager children away. - -As they went up the hill together George remarked, "I'm glad she likes -onions; so do I." - -But Uncle Amasa drew his rough hand across his eyes, murmuring, in a -choked sort of voice: "Well I swan, if between them two sets o' -childern, them that gives 'n' them that takes, I don't feel putty small! -Yes, I do that, put-ty small!" - - - - -BITS OF ADVICE. - -BY AUNT MARJORIE PRECEPT. - -A TALK ABOUT SURPRISE PARTIES. - - -"What's this?" said I. "Let me put on my glasses, please," as a bevy of -nieces and nephews clustered around me, holding out square-shaped notes, -which bore a resemblance on the outside to invitations. Invitations they -were, to a surprise party at the residence of Miss Nellie E----, to be -held on an appointed evening. Four or five signatures in rather scrawly -hands were appended to them, and at the bottom of each billet I read a -mysterious word, as, for instance, on Cora's, the word Lemons; on -Kitty's, Sugar; on Rebecca's, Cake; and on Edwin's, Money. These were -the articles which, it was explained, the guests were to bring with them -to furnish the entertainment. Miss Nellie knew nothing about the honor -in store for her, although an elder sister, who had been consulted, "did -not object," said Alfred, "to our coming." - -"But," added honest little Mary, "she did not seem very glad to have -us." - -"Children," said I, "there are several objections to surprise parties. -People who wish to give parties usually prefer to name the time and -select their guests themselves. It may be very inconvenient to a little -girl's mother to have her house seized by a merry set of young folks, -who enter it for the purpose of having a good time. The parents who are -to provide lemon, sugar, and cake, or to supply the young gentlemen with -pocket-money, may not wish to have their money or their goods used in -that way. And, as a rule, gay evening parties, surprise or otherwise, -interfere seriously with school duties, and therefore are not precisely -the right things for boys and girls. - -"Still, if you must surprise any one, Aunt Marjorie would advise you to -politely decline these invitations, and look about for the poorest and -neediest person you can find. Take the sugar, the lemons, the bread, the -ham, and the little packets of pocket-money, put them safely in a -basket, and set them down at the door of the crippled girl, or the -lonely boy whose mother and father are dead. You will enjoy such a -surprise party for months after it is over." - - - - -THE FALL OF A MOUNTAIN. - -BY DAVID KER. - - -Some seventy years ago an old man sat at the door of his cottage in the -Swiss village of Goldau enjoying the warmth of the summer sunshine, and -the view of the fresh green valley dappled here and there with dark -clumps of trees. All around the great purple mountains stood up against -the sky, as if keeping guard over the pretty little village in their -midst, with its tiny log-huts clustered beneath the shadow of the neat -white church, like chickens nestling under the wing of the mother hen. - -A big, florid, jolly-looking man came striding up the path, and held out -his hand to the old peasant, with a hearty "Good-day, Neighbor Kraus." - -"Good-day, Neighbor Schwartz. Fine weather to-day." - -"Beautiful. We'll have a famous harvest this year, please God." - -"I hope so, neighbor. Won't you sit down a minute? It's warm walking." - -"Thanks; I will. Holloa! what's the matter over yonder?" - -Right opposite them, five thousand feet overhead, towered the dark mass -of the Rossberg, the highest of the surrounding mountains. Just as -Schwartz spoke, its huge outline seemed to be agitated by a slight -tremulous motion, like the nodding of a plume of feathers. - -"Well, my friend, what are you staring at? Did you never see the trees -shaking in the wind before?" - -"Of course; but it seemed to me somehow as if it wasn't only the trees -that shook, but the whole mountain." - -"You're easily scared," chuckled the old man. "I suppose you're thinking -of the old saying that the Rossberg is to fall some day. Bah! they've -been saying so ever since I was a child, and it hasn't fallen yet." - -Schwartz laughed, and the two friends went on talking. But suddenly the -visitor started up with a look of unmistakable terror; and no wonder. -His spiked staff, which he had stuck carelessly into the ground beside -him when he sat down, was _moving to and fro of itself_! - -"Good gracious! do you see that, Father Kraus? And look at those birds -yonder, flying screaming away from the trees on the Rossberg! Something -is wrong, say what you will." - -At that moment Hans Godrel, the miller, came flying past, shouting: "Run -for your lives! The stream's dried up, and that always comes before an -earthquake or an avalanche. Run!" - -"Pooh! I'll have time to fill my pipe again," said old Kraus, coolly -producing his tobacco pouch. - -But Schwartz was too thoroughly frightened to wait another moment. Down -the hill he flew like a madman, and had barely got clear of the village -when the earth shook under his feet so violently as to throw him down. -He sprang up again just in time to see poor old Kraus's cottage vanish -in a whirl of dust like a bursting bubble. - -The next moment there came a terrific crash, followed by another so much -louder that it seemed to shake the very sky. In a moment all was dark as -night, and amid the gloom could be heard a medley of fearful sounds--the -rending of strong timbers, the hollow rumble of falling rocks and -gravel, the crash of wrecked buildings, the shrieks of the doomed -inmates, and the roar of angry waves from the lake below, as if all its -waters were breaking loose at once. - -The last house of the village, on the side farthest from the Rossberg, -was that of Antoine Sepel, the wood-cutter, who at the first alarm -snatched up two of his children, and made for the opposite hill-side, -calling to his wife to follow with the other two. But the youngest, -Marianne, a little girl of six, had just run back into the house, and -before her mother could reach her, the first crash came. The terrified -woman seized the other girl, and fled without looking behind her. - -But the old servant, Françoise, could think of her little favorite even -under the shadow of coming destruction. She darted into the house, and -had just caught the child in her arms, when the tremendous din of the -final crash told her that it was too late. In an instant the house was -lifted bodily from its place, and spun round like a top. The child was -torn from her clasp, and she felt herself thrown violently forward, the -strong timbers falling to pieces around her like a pack of cards. Still, -however, the brave woman struggled to free herself; but the weight that -kept her down defied her utmost strength. For her own safety she cared -little, although a violent pain in her head and a numbness along her -left arm told her that she was severely hurt. But where was the child? - -"Marianne!" cried she, in desperation. - -"Here I am," answered a tiny voice, seemingly not far from her. "I'm not -hurt a bit, only there's something holding me down; and I can see light -overhead quite plain. Won't they come and take us out soon?" - -"No, there's no hope of that," said the old woman, feebly; "this is the -day of doom for us all. Say your prayers, darling, and commend yourself -to God." - -And upward through the universal ruin, amid shattered rocks and uprooted -mountains, stole the child's clear sweet voice, praying the prayer that -she had learned at her mother's knee. It rose from that grim chaos of -destruction like Jonah's prayer from the depths of the sea, and like it -was heard and answered. - -How long the two prisoners remained pent up in that living grave they -could never have told; but all at once Marianne thought she heard a -voice calling her name, and held her breath to listen. Yes, she was not -mistaken; there _was_ a voice calling to her, and it was the voice of -her father! - -Sepel, having seen his wife and the other three children placed in -safety far up the opposite hill-side, had hurried back to seek the -missing girl. But it was in vain that he looked for any trace of the -village or even of the valley itself. The green, sunny uplands, where -the laborers had been working and the children frolicking but a few -hours before, were now one hideous disorder of fallen rocks, bare -gravel, and black cindery dust, amid which he wandered at random, -calling despairingly upon his lost darling. - -But the answer came at last: a clear, musical call, which rose from a -shapeless heap of ruin that even he had failed to recognize as his -pretty little cottage. Hurrying to the spot, he began to tear away the -rubbish with the strength of a giant, and speedily drew forth the child -_unhurt_, the falling timbers, as if by miracle, having formed a kind of -arch over her, completely protecting her from injury. - -Brave old Françoise had been less fortunate. Her left arm was so badly -hurt that she never recovered the use of it, and to the end of her life -she was always timid and nervous from the effects of that terrible -night. But, compared with the rest of the ill-fated villagers, she might -well esteem herself fortunate. Four-fifths of them were killed on the -spot, many more crippled for life, and those who escaped found -themselves reduced to absolute beggary. Of Goldau itself nothing -remained but the bell of its steeple, which was found more than a mile -away. The lower end of Lake Lowertz, farther down the valley, was -completely choked up by the falling rocks; and the water thus dislodged -rushed in a mighty wave seventy feet high over the island in the centre, -sweeping away every living thing upon it. The once happy and beautiful -valley is still a frightful desert, and here and there among the -surrounding hills you may find some white-haired grandfather who himself -witnessed the calamity and will tell you, in his quaint mountain speech, -how the Rossberg fell upon Goldau. - - - - -[Illustration: AN UNEXPECTED THANKSGIVING DINNER.] - - - - -PEOPLE WE HEAR ABOUT. - -I.--ARTHUR SULLIVAN. - - -There is hardly a boy or girl in this country who does not know some of -the tunes in _Pinafore_ by heart--few, indeed, among our readers who -have not heard the opera--and all will be interested in hearing -something about the composer of that delightful music. - -Arthur Sullivan is a bright-eyed, dark-haired man thirty-seven years of -age. When quite a little fellow he was a choir-boy in the chapel of St. -James's Palace in London, and at thirteen years he had made such -progress in musical studies that he composed an anthem that was sung in -the chapel before the Queen. On this occasion, he relates, with a merry -twinkle in his eyes, the Bishop of London patted him on the head, and -gave him ten shillings. At the age of fourteen, Arthur Sullivan won the -Mendelssohn Scholarship in the Royal Academy of Music, being the -youngest of those who tried for it, and was sent to Leipsic, in Germany, -to study under the most famous musicians of the time. - -Strange though it may seem, the name of the composer of _Pinafore_ first -became known by a sacred oratorio, called the _Prodigal Son_. Since that -time Mr. Sullivan has written other oratorios, as well as a great many -songs that are sung everywhere; and there is hardly a hymn-book that -does not contain several hymns by this same great musician. The composer -of _Pinafore_ has followed up his success in that opera with two others -(also commencing with a P), the _Pirates of Penzance_ and _Patience_, -and it is said that he is already at work upon yet another one. - -It may be said that comic operas are very light work for a great -musician to devote himself to; but those which Arthur Sullivan has -composed are the best of their kind, and the man who makes people -glad-hearted does as much good as he who makes them wise. - - - - -[Illustration: THE PLEASURES OF NUTTING-TIME.] - - - - -MICE AS PETS. - - -There is one kind of pets, and a very amusing kind they are too, which -every boy can have simply by setting a trap, and no one will object to -the snaring of them, or speak of the cruelty of depriving them of their -liberty. These pets are little bright-eyed, long-tailed mice, which can -be induced to display quite as much affection as any other pet, and -which are wonderfully interesting whether at play or at work. - -Mice are not difficult to tame; they show great fondness for the one -who feeds them, and if their cage be properly cared for, are as cleanly -pets as one could wish to have. - -To deprive mice of their liberty hardly seems cruel, since they are so -mischievous and destructive, and the boy who makes pets of them, -provided he catches them at home, takes away just so many provoking bits -of mischief from his mother's pantry, which is much better than to snare -birds or squirrels. - -Mice will live and breed in a cage, and be quite as happy as when -enjoying their liberty, for they are accustomed to make a home of such -tiny places that they do not suffer in confinement, as pets do who find -their greatest pleasure in roaming. - -It is possible to buy white mice at any bird-fancier's, but there are -reasons why it is better to have at least half your pets of the ordinary -house mice rather than to have them all white. One is that your mother -will look with more favor upon your mouse pet if it is one the less from -the number that annoy her. - -There is hardly any necessity of telling a boy how to set a mouse-trap, -and in almost every house his labor will be very quickly rewarded with -as many as he can care for. - -But once the industrious little fellows are caught and caged, do not -make the cruel mistake of thinking because they are only mice they do -not need any care. As long as they were in the walls, or under the -floors, they could take care of themselves, for they knew to the -fraction of an inch on which particular portion of the shelf the cheese -was placed, and exactly how to get at the bread. But when they have been -deprived of their liberty, it becomes the duty of their captor to see -that they want for nothing. What is true of any pet is equally true of -mice; they are entitled to all the care and attention they need as soon -as they are deprived of the power to care for themselves. - -If one wants to have very tame mice, so tame that they can be taught to -come out of their cage at the word of command, and return to it when the -play is over, he should catch young ones, and put them in a cage with -wire front and solid back and sides. - -Almost any kind of a hard-wood box, not less than twelve inches long and -wide, and eight inches high, can be made into a good cage by running -wires about the size of an ordinary knitting-needle up and down the -front, about a quarter of an inch apart. Then cut a small sliding door -at one side, and have the back made to slide up and down for purposes of -cleanliness. If at one end a small run-around, made of stout wire set -very closely together, be placed, the pets will have such a home as they -will be perfectly contented and happy in. - -At one corner of the cage should be some rags for a nest, and unless -there are little ones in it, this nest must be removed at least once -each week. The entire cage should be washed quite as often, and every -care must be taken to keep it sweet and clean. Dry sand or sawdust is a -good thing to scatter over the floor of the house, as it can then be -cleaned readily by simply scraping the old sand out and pouring in -fresh. - -Mice when at liberty are great builders, and have many curious ways of -providing snug quarters for their young. In one instance a number of -empty bottles had been stowed away upon a shelf, and among them was -found one which was tenanted by a mouse. The little creature had -considered that the bottle would afford a suitable home for her young, -and had therefore conveyed into it a quantity of bedding which she made -into a nest. The bottle was filled with the nest, and the eccentric -architect had taken the precaution to leave a round hole corresponding -to the neck of the bottle. In this remarkable domicile the young were -placed; and it is a fact worthy of notice that no attempt had been made -to shut out the light. Nothing would have been easier than to have -formed the cavity at the under side, so that the soft materials of the -nest would exclude the light; but the mouse had simply formed a -comfortable hollow for her young, and therein she had placed them. - -The rapidity with which a mouse can make a nest is somewhat surprising. -Some few years ago, in a farmer's house, a loaf of newly baked bread was -placed upon a shelf, according to custom. Next day a hole was observed -in the loaf; and when it was cut open a mouse and her nest were -discovered within, the latter being made of paper. On examination, the -material of the habitation was found to have been obtained from a -copy-book, which had been torn into shreds and arranged in the form of a -nest. Within this curious home were nine new-born mice. Thus in the -space of thirty-six hours at most the loaf must have cooled, the -interior been excavated, the book found and cut into suitable pieces, -the nest made, and the young brought into the world. - -If you have started your mouse menagerie with young mice, they should be -given a soft warm nest, and fed on bread and milk until they are grown, -when almost anything may be given them. Water should always be provided -for them, and the dish in which it is kept must be shallow, or they may -drown themselves. - -If you whistle or make some peculiar noise when you feed them, they will -soon learn to associate the sound with the pleasure of eating, and come -out of their nest at the summons. To make them eat from the hand, -exclude cheese from their bill of fare several days, and then hold a bit -that is toasted where they can get it. The temptation will be so strong -that at the second trial they will take it from their master, and after -that they will eat from his hand very readily. - -Young mice are great acrobats, and the antics of the little climbers and -leapers are very amusing when they have space sufficient in which to -display their skill. - -Several instances are recorded of mice that made musical sounds -something like a soft low warble, and it has been thought by some that -this musical power might be cultivated so that they really could become -singing mice! But this is open to very many doubts, their vocal organs -being so entirely different from birds. - -The most reasonable supposition is that the mice that are reported as -having sung were affected with some disease in the lungs or -air-passages, which caused the piping noise called music. - - - - -THE TALKING LEAVES.[1] - -An Indian Story. - -BY WILLIAM O. STODDARD. - -CHAPTER VIII. - -[1] Begun in No. 101, HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE. - - -A refusal to go out with the hunters was a strange thing to come from Red -Wolf. No other young brave in that band of Apaches had a better -reputation for killing deer and buffaloes. It was a common saying among -the older squaws that when he came to have a lodge of his own "there -would always be plenty of meat in it." He was not, therefore, "a lazy -Indian," and it was something he had on his mind that kept him in the -camp that day. It had also made him beckon to Ni-ha-be, and look very -hard after Rita when she hurried away toward the bushes with her three -magazines of "talking leaves." Red Wolf was curious. He hardly liked to -say as much to a squaw, even such a young squaw as Ni-ha-be, and his own -sister, but he had some questions to ask her nevertheless. - -He might have asked some of them of his father, but the great war chief -of that band of Apaches was now busily watching Dolores and her -saucepan, and everybody knew better than to speak to him just before -supper. Ni-ha-be saw at a glance what was the matter with her haughty -brother, and she was glad enough to tell him all there was to know of -how and where the talking leaves had been found. - -"Did they speak to you?" - -"No; but I saw pictures." - -"Pictures of what?" - -"Mountains, big lodges, trees, braves, pale-face squaws, pappooses, -white men's bears, and pictures that lied. Not like anything." - -"Ugh! Bad medicine. Talk too much. So blue-coat soldier throw them -away." - -"They talk to Rita." - -"What say to her?" - -"I don't know. She'll tell me. She'll tell you if you ask her." - -"Ugh! No. Red Wolf is a warrior. Not want any squaw talk about pictures. -You ask Rita some things?" - -"What things?" - -"Make the talking leaves tell where all blue-coat soldiers go. All that -camped here. Know then whether we follow 'em." - -"Maybe they won't tell." - -"Burn some. The rest talk then. White man's leaves not want to tell -about white man. Rita must make them talk. Old braves in camp say they -know. Many times the talking leaves tell the pale-faces all about -Indians. I Tell where go. Tell what do. Tell how to find and kill. Bad -medicine." - -The "old braves" of many an Indian band have puzzled their heads over -the white man's way of learning things and sending messages to a -distance, and Red Wolf's ideas had nothing unusual in them. If the -talking leaves could say anything at all, they could be made to tell a -chief and his warriors the precise things they wanted to know. - -Ni-ha-be's talk with her brother lasted until he pointed to the camp -fire, where Many Bears was resting after his first attack upon the -results of Mother Dolores's cookery. - -"Great chief eat. Good time talk to him. Go now." - -There was no intentional lack of politeness in the sharp, overbearing -tone of Red Wolf. It was only the ordinary manner of a warrior speaking -to a squaw. It would therefore have been very absurd for Ni-ha-be to get -out of temper about it; but her manner and the toss of her head as she -turned away were decidedly wanting in the submissive meekness to be -expected of her age and sex. - -"It won't be long before I have a lodge of my own," she said, -positively. "I'll have Rita come and live with me. Red Wolf shall not -make her burn the talking leaves. Maybe she can make them talk to me. My -eyes are better than hers. She's nothing but a pale-face, if she did get -brought into my father's lodge." - -A proud-spirited maiden was Ni-ha-be, and one who wanted a little more -of "her own way" than she could have under the iron rule of her great -father and the watchful eyes of Mother Dolores. - -"I'll go to the bushes and see Rita. Our supper won't be ready yet for a -good while." - -It would be at least an hour, but Ni-ha-be had never seen a clock in her -life, and knew nothing at all about "hours." There is no word for such a -thing in the Apache language. - -She was as light of foot as an antelope, and her moccasins hardly made a -sound upon the grass as she parted the bushes and looked in upon Rita's -hiding-place. - -"Weeping? The talking leaves have been scolding her. I will burn them. -They shall not say things to make her cry." - -In a moment more her arms were around the neck of her adopted sister. It -was plain enough that the two girls loved each other dearly. - -"Rita, what is the matter? Have they said strong words to you?" - -"No, Ni-ha-be; good words, all of them. Only I can not understand them -all." - -"Tell me some. See if I can understand them. I am the daughter of a -great chief." - -Ni-ha-be did not know how very little help the wealth of a girl's father -can give her in a quarrel with her school-books. But just such ideas as -hers have filled the silly heads of countless young white people of both -sexes. - -"I can tell you some of it." - -"Tell me what made you cry." - -"I can't find my father. He is not here. Not in any of them." - -"You don't need him now. He was only a pale-face. Many Bears is a great -chief. He is your father now." - -Something seemed to tell Rita that she would not be wise to arouse her -friend's national jealousy. It was better to turn to some of the -pictures, and try to explain them. Very funny explanations she gave, -too, but she at least knew more than Ni-ha-be, and the latter listened -seriously enough. - -"Rita, was there ever such a mule as that?--one that could carry a pack -under his skin?" - -It was Rita's turn now to be proud, for that was one of the pictures she -had been able to understand. She had even read enough to be able to tell -Ni-ha-be a good deal about a camel. - -It was deeply interesting, but the Apache maiden suddenly turned from -the page to exclaim, - -"Rita, Red Wolf says the talking leaves must tell you about the -blue-coat soldiers or he will burn them up." - -"I'm going to keep them." - -"I won't let him touch them." - -"But, Ni-ha-be, they do tell about the soldiers. Look here." - -She picked up another of the magazines, and turned over a few leaves. - -"There they are. All mounted and ready to march." - -Sure enough, there was a fine wood-cut of a party of cavalry moving out -of camp with wagons. - -Over went the page, and there was another picture. - -Ten times as many cavalry on the march, followed by an artillery force -with cannon. - -"Oh, Rita! Father must see that." - -"Of course he must; but that is not all." - -Another leaf was turned, and there was a view of a number of Indian -chiefs in council at a fort, with a strong force of both cavalry and -infantry drawn up around them. - -Rita had not read the printed matter on any of those pages, and did not -know that it was only an illustrated description of campaigning and -treaty-making on the Western plains. She was quite ready to agree with -Ni-ha-be that Many Bears ought to hear at once what the talking leaves -had to say about so very important a matter. - -It was a good time to see him now, for he was no longer very hungry, and -word had come in from the hunters that they were having good success. A -fine prospect of a second supper, better than the first, was just the -thing to make the mighty chief good-tempered, and he was chatting cozily -with some of his "old braves" when Rita and Ni-ha-be drew near. - -They beckoned to Red Wolf first. - -"The talking leaves have told Rita all you wanted them to. She must -speak to father." - -Red Wolf's curiosity was strong enough to make him arrange for that at -once, and even Many Bears himself let his face relax into a grim smile -as the two girls came timidly nearer the circle of warriors. - -After all, they were the pets and favorites of the chief; they were -young and pretty, and so long as they did not presume to know more than -warriors and counsellors they might be listened to. Besides, there were -the talking leaves, and Rita's white blood, bad as it was for her, might -be of some use in such a matter. - -"Ugh!" - -[Illustration: "MANY BEARS LOOKED AT THE PICTURE."] - -Many Bears looked at the picture of the cavalry squad with a sudden -start. "No lie this time. Camp right here. Just so many blue-coats. Just -so many wagons. Good. Now where go?" - -Rita turned the leaf, and her Indian father was yet more deeply -interested. - -"Ugh! More blue-coats. Great many. No use follow. Get all killed. Big -guns. Indians no like 'em. Ugh!" - -If the cavalry expedition was on its way to join a larger force, it -would indeed be of no use to follow it, and Many Bears was a cautious -leader as well as a brave one. - -Rita's news was not yet all given, however, and when the eyes of the -chief fell upon the picture of the "treaty-making" he sprang to his -feet. - -"Ugh! Big talk come. Big presents. Other Apaches all know--all be -there--all get blanket, gun, tobacco, new axe. Nobody send us word, -because we off on hunt beyond the mountains. Now we know, we march right -along. Rest horse, kill game, then ride. Not lose our share of -presents." - -Rita could not have told him his mistake, and even if she had known it, -she would have been puzzled to explain away the message of the talking -leaves. - -Did not every brave in the band know that that first picture told the -truth about the cavalry? Why, then, should they doubt the correctness of -the rest of it? - -No; a treaty there was to be, and presents were to come from the red -man's "great father at Washington," and that band of Apaches must manage -to be on hand and secure all that belonged to it, and as much more as -possible. - -Red Wolf had nothing more to say about burning up leaves which had -talked so well, and his manner toward Rita was almost respectful as he -led her and Ni-ha-be away from the group of great men that was now -gathering around the chief. Red Wolf was too young a brave to have any -business to remain while gray heads were in council. A chief would -almost as soon take advice from a squaw as from a "boy." - -Mother Dolores had heard nothing of all this, but her eyes had not -missed the slightest thing. She had even permitted a large slice of deer -meat to burn to a crisp in her eager curiosity. - -"What did they say to the chief?" was her first question to Rita. - -But Ni-ha-be answered her with: "Ask the warriors. If we talk too much, -we shall get into trouble." - -"You must tell me." - -"Not until after supper. Rita, don't let's tell her a word unless she -cooks for us and gives us all we want. She made us get our own supper -last night." - -"You came late. I did not tell your father. I gave you enough. I am very -good to you." - -"No," said Rita; "sometimes you are cross, and we don't get enough to -eat. Now you shall cook us some corn-bread and some fresh meat. I am -tired of dried buffalo: it is tough." - -The curiosity of Dolores was getting hotter and hotter, and she thought -again of the wonderful leaf which had spoken to her. She wanted to ask -Rita questions about that too, and she had learned by experience that -there was more to be obtained from her willful young friends by coaxing -than in any other way. - -"I will get your supper now, while the chiefs are talking. It shall be a -good supper--good enough for Many Bears. Then you shall tell me all I -ask." - -"Of course I will," said Rita. - -A fine fat deer had been deposited near that camp fire by one of the -first hunters that had returned, and Mother Dolores was free to cut and -carve from it, but her first attempt at a supper for the girls did not -succeed very well. It was not on account of any fault of hers, however, -or because the venison steak she cut and spread upon the coals, while -her corn-bread was frying, did not broil beautifully. - -No; the temporary disappointment of Ni-ha-be and Rita was not the fault -of Mother Dolores. Their mighty father was sitting where the odor of -that cookery blew down upon him, and it made him hungry again before the -steak was done. He called Red Wolf to help him, for the other braves -were departing to their own camp fires, and in a minute or so more there -was little left of the supper intended for the two young squaws. Dolores -patiently cut and began to broil another slice, but that was Red Wolf's -first supper, and it was the third slice which found its way into the -lodge, after all. - -The strange part of it was that not even Ni-ha-be dreamed of -complaining. It was according to custom. - -There was plenty of time to eat supper after it came, for Dolores was -compelled to look out for her own. She would not have allowed any other -squaw to cook for her, any more than she herself would have condescended -to fry a cake for any one below the rank of her own husband and his -family. - -Mere common braves and their squaws could take care of themselves, and -it was of small consequence to Dolores whether they had anything to eat -or not. There is more "aristocracy" among the wild red men than anywhere -else, and they have plenty of white imitators who should know better. - -[TO BE CONTINUED.] - - - - -[Illustration: HAPPY AS A KING--"PAPERS ALL SOLD."] - - - - -SHADOW PANTOMIMES. - - -What are the boys and girls going to do Thanksgiving night when dinner -is over, the nuts and raisins all gone, the last sugar-plum eaten, and -it isn't yet time to go to bed? Suppose they try Shadow Pantomimes. - -Draw a white screen across the parlor, hanging down to the floor, darken -the part of the room where the audience are, and place one strong light -at the extreme end, behind the stage, so that the shadows of the actors -will be thrown on the screen when they pass or stand behind it. The -subjects have to be guessed by the audience. A Shadow Pantomime has the -advantage that all sorts of contrivances can be used, and the appearance -of the players disguised, so that the lookers-on will soon want to see -what is at the other side of the screen, where the sight of card-board -cats and donkeys and paper noses and chins would be a sad disillusion. -The player should in general keep near the screen, but never touch or -shake it; and as there is no scenery except such shadows as bushes or -fences, no scene is announced, but all has to be guessed from the action -of the figures. The subjects should, of course, be easy to guess, as the -audience enjoys better what is recognized quickly. We suggest to -ingenious shadow-makers as possible subjects: _Cinderella_--the child -and the godmother, the dance, the fitting of the shoe. _The Lion and the -Unicorn_--the lion's mane and tail and the unicorn's horn being the -chief distinctions, and the crown being represented on a pole in the -middle while they fight; afterward the representation of the last lines -are easy: "Some gave them white bread, and some gave them brown; some -gave them plum-cake, and drummed them out of town." _Punch and Judy_, -with Judy's large cap and Punch's hump, pointed cap, and long nose and -chin, and of course a Toby, well cut out of mill-board or card-board. -_The House that Jack built_, with a constant show of the objects in -succession, some of them only cut models, held at a distance from the -screen so as to enlarge the shadows: this would be necessary, for -instance, in showing the house with its bright windows, and it is well -for such subjects to draw a curtain across the lower part of the stage, -and place a screen at each side, so as to leave only a small square of -light for exhibiting the shadows, while the hands are hidden behind the -screens. _Sing a Song of Sixpence_, the pie being the shadow of a packed -clothes-basket, the king and queen wearing crowns, and the blackbird of -the last verses being swung on the end of a thread so as to hit off a -paper nose. - -Most of the nursery rhymes admit of being shown in shadows, and also -such ballads as the "Mistletoe Bough." There may be, for a change at the -end, a few shadow charades, such as Snow-ball, Cox-comb, Asterisk -(ass-tea-risk), Ring-let, Cat-as-(ass)-trophy, etc., done quickly and -guessed easily. - - - - -[Illustration] - -KING HAZELNUT - - - King Hazelnut, of Weisnichtwo, - A jolly King was he, - And all his subjects, high and low, - Were happy as could be. - - They feasted every day on pie - And pudding and plum-cake, - And never broke the law--for why?-- - There was no law to break. - - Oh, jolly was King Hazelnut, - Especially at noon; - Then many a caper he would cut, - And hum a merry tune. - - And from his golden throne he'd hop, - And fling his sceptre down, - And on the table, like a top, - Would spin his golden crown. - - Then he would slap his sides and sing - Unto his serving-man, - "That rolly-poly pudding bring - As lively as you can." - -[Illustration] - - - - -[Illustration: OUR POST-OFFICE BOX.] - - -A HAPPY THANKSGIVING and a splendid time to all our boys and girls! - - * * * * * - - GLENCOE, LOUISIANA. - - Viola E. would perhaps find the names most familiar to your young - Creole subscribers in Louisiana as unaccustomed as are those of - which she writes to the ears of children outside of Virginia. In - this house the young girl to whom YOUNG PEOPLE is addressed was - christened Elmire, but is known only by her _petit nom_ of - "Fillette." Her mother's name is Gracieuse--is it not musical? An - impish little ebon-hued maid in the yard is Mariquite. Another, - with gleaming ivories, is Yélie. A cousin who comes often, and is - nearly old enough to cast his vote, is yet "Bébé," despite his - sponsors having called him Édouard. And "Guisson," his brother, who - would guess his name to be Émile? - - A little knowledge of creole interiors would correct the ideas so - prevalent as to creole indolence. Away down here, on a sluggish - little bayou that makes its way through the plantation to the - not-far-distant Gulf, these young girls, though not perhaps - speaking so good English as their Virginia sisters of Anglo-Saxon - extraction, having learned it rather from the lips of negro - servants than from their parents, are, at any rate, their peers in - womanly accomplishments, if practical knowledge of the details of a - _ménage_ constitutes such--the ability to wash, starch, iron, - straighten a room, make a gumbo, mix a cake and bake it, etc. The - very neatly made calico dresses they wear are their own handiwork. - After five hours spent in the school-room with their - _institutrice_, and the required time given to the practice of - their piano, one of them is amusing herself by making a quantity of - under-clothing for a beloved little _filleule_. A _basse-cour_ of - about six hundred turkeys, ducks, and chickens is cared for almost - wholly by the two girls and their mother. Domestic virtues these, - worthy even of Yankee girls, are they not? Just as much, though, as - Yankee girls or as Virginia girls do these young Louisianians claim - their heritage as Americans and their place among your "Young - People." - - L'INSTITUTRICE. - -We have read this letter with great pleasure, and now we would like to -hear from somebody about our Western girls; and the New England girls -too will find a corner waiting if they choose to write. - - * * * * * - - HARPER, IOWA. - - I can now read all the long stories in YOUNG PEOPLE. I liked "Tim - and Tip" very much, and think the bear hunt was quite funny. I had - a pair of white doves given me as a present. One of them, in trying - to fly through the screen door, broke its neck, and the other flew - away with some wild ones. So I lost my pets, and was very sorry. I - am sorry for Jimmy Brown. He makes me think of myself sometimes. My - sister teaches piano music. My two brothers play in the Cornet - Band, and I am learning music; so we have plenty of music. We all - go to school. - - HARPER R. - - * * * * * - - MANHATTAN, KANSAS. - - I have three brothers and two sisters. This summer we all went to - New Mexico. We stopped at Las Vegas, and saw the Hot Springs, and - the water in the springs was so hot that we could not hold our - hands in it. And we stopped over Sunday at Santa Fe, and saw the - Corpus Christi procession. We saw a horned toad that ran as fast as - a horse. We brought back two donkeys, and mine threw me off, and - broke my two front teeth. Uncle Henry gave us some saddles. Our - baby is only two months old, and has red hair. I liked "Toby Tyler" - best of any. I am nine years old. My name is - - MAGGIE P. - - * * * * * - -ROSA MAYFIELD'S LOSS. - - Let me introduce my readers to a bright, sunny-haired girl who on a - pleasant morning in July is playing in a large garden. She first - sits down in a pretty little arbor, and sews for a short time; then - she puts her work away, and goes to plant some seed which old - James, the gardener, has given her. Suddenly she hears some one - calling to her from the house. - - "Rosa! Rosa! come here a minute, my child." - - "Yes, mamma," said Rosa; "I will come as soon as I have put away my - tools." - - When she reached the sitting-room, her mamma was not there, but on - running to the bedroom, she found her, all dressed to go out, and - putting on her gloves. As soon as she saw Rosa, she said: "Would - you like to go to the cattle show with me, dear, and then go to - your cousins, in the country for tea? The carriage will be round - presently." - - "Oh yes, indeed I should, mamma," said the little girl, as she - skipped away to nurse to be dressed. - - "Oh, you darling mamma," said Rosa, as she settled herself in the - carriage beside her mother. "I always enjoy going to tea with May - and Clara Haliburton so much! and I have never been to a cattle - show;" and here she clapped her hands and laughed so loud that her - mother had to tell her to be quiet, as the passers-by would think - she must be a very badly behaved little girl. - - At last, they reached the cattle show. Then they got out of the - carriage, and went inside. There they saw dogs, cats, rabbits, and - all sorts of animals. Rosa was greatly delighted with a beautiful - white rabbit with pink eyes. - - After they had seen enough, they drove to the rectory, where the - Haliburtons lived. After Rosa had said good-afternoon to her aunt, - May and Clara took her to see the chickens and rabbits, the donkey, - and all their other pets. Never had she spent such a delightful - afternoon, and was very sorry when the tea bell rang, and they had - to go in. But what a tea they had! Muffins, cakes, and preserves of - all sorts, and such delicious fresh bread and butter, and new milk - from her uncle's farm. At a quarter to nine the carriage came to - take them home, and they had to say good-by. - - Rosa was so tired that she fell asleep in her mamma's arms, and - never woke till the next morning, when she found herself in her own - little bed. - - In Mrs. Mayfield's room some parcels are waiting, addressed to Miss - R. Mayfield, one large, and the others small; and as it is Rosa's - birthday, she is to open them herself. All the small ones are - opened. In one she finds a gold brooch from her mamma; in another - is a prayer-book from her father; in the others are presents from - all her little friends. At last she unties the string and draws off - the paper of the large parcel, and gives one scream of delight as - she sees in a beautiful lined basket the little rabbit she saw at - the cattle show. The lady to whom it belonged, being a friend of - Mrs. Mayfield, had heard Rosa saying she would like to have it, and - had sent it to her. Rosa ran off with her new pet to feed it, and - after showing it to everybody she took it into the garden and put - it into a cage close by her arbor, in a sunny corner, where she - could always see it. She kept it carefully for three months; but on - going to feed it one morning, with her hands full of lettuce leaves - and clover, she found her pet was gone. A cruel cat had come every - day and watched her feeding her rabbit, and at last, seeing her - just pull the door to, and not lock it, had seized the opportunity, - and had carried off her pet. - - Poor little Rosa cried herself to sleep that night, and for many - nights after, and never loved any of the pets her mamma gave her as - she had loved her little white rabbit. - - GUSSIE TOBIAS (aged 10 years), - Liverpool, England. - - * * * * * - - OKAHUMPKA, FLORIDA. - - I am a little girl ten years old, and live away down in South - Florida, where the sun is always bright and the trees always green. - In our quiet little home there are only mamma, Addie, and I. Our - dear father is dead. Sister Addie is six years old. We have no - school, church, nor Sunday-school. Mamma gives us our lessons daily - at home, and a kind English gentleman gives me music lessons. We do - not know who sends us the YOUNG PEOPLE, but hope our kind unknown - friend will see this letter, and learn how much we enjoy the gift - and appreciate the kindness. I am suffering from sore eyes, and not - allowed to read or write, so mamma is writing for me; but when I - get well I will write myself, and tell about our pets and other - things. - - ROSA M. J. - - * * * * * - - SCANDIA, KANSAS. - - I have been taking your paper almost a year, and like it very much. - It was papa's Christmas present to me, so I thought I would write - you a letter. I have a pet hen. I call her Brownie. She is getting - old now. She answers me in hen language when I take her up and talk - to her. I have a canary-bird. I call him Dickey. He is just - learning to sing. - - LAURA H. - - * * * * * - - HARLEM, NEW YORK. - - I have had my cat Till seven years. We think he is a very wise cat, - for he sits upon his hind-legs and begs. When I go down stairs in - the morning, if I say, "Good-morning, Till," he will shake hands - with me. He is a very dainty cat. He will not eat roast beef unless - it is very rare, and he does not care at all for the heads of - chickens and turkeys; but he loves cheese and crackers, and will - eat all the cake I will give him. I am eleven years old. - - MABEL M. S. - - * * * * * - - MILWAUKEE, WISCONSIN. - - I have a great many dolls, and a large doll house in the - conservatory, which I enjoy very much, so I thought you would be - pleased to have a letter from me. Mrs. Love Lee and her ten - children live in the large doll house, which is a little taller - than I am. I am six. The babies Faith, Hope, and Love are triplets. - I wish we had three live babies. Cozy has two kittens. Cozy is my - cat. Arthur and Arabella are twins, about in the middle. Blanche is - the young lady, and Fifine the big school-girl. Rosebud is only six - inches tall, and her eyes open and shut, and she moves her head and - arms and legs. Daffodil is just the same, only smaller, and Joe is - the little boy. Ida takes care of the children in the nursery. - Dinah is the cook. She is colored very much. Chechon sets the - table, and keeps the dining-room in order. Chechon is a Chinese. - The twins have a very nice cabinet of shells and stones. I gave - them some out of mine. Each of the children have something to do to - help their mamma, just, as I do. - - I go to Kindergarten, and once a week I speak a little piece out of - _Baby-Land_, or _St. Nicholas_, or HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, or _The - Nursery_. I can say all of "The Cat, the Parrot, and the Monkey." - It is just at the end of my bound HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE. It is - called "Filbert." That is the best story I know. I like "The Story - of a Parrot," too, but it would have been better if some one had - carried him home at last. Papa says he don't see why I like that - story so well, but he reads it to me 'most every Sunday. He likes - "Toby Tyler" a great deal better, or even "Tim and Tip." They are - pretty good too. I don't like story boys as well as I do story - animals. I like live animals too. Dogs and cats are never afraid of - me, but will come right to me in the street or anywhere. I found a - little mud-turtle at Minnehaha Falls, and brought it to papa and - mamma by its tail, and it played with me a little while, and then I - carried it back to its cave at the side of the path down the gully. - - This fall I caught a live star-fish, when the tide was coming in, - down on the beach at Portland, Maine, and we brought it home to put - in my cabinet when it gets dry enough. It is sticky yet. It is out - in the wood-shed drying. When we were going there I caught a mouse. - It ran into its hole in the corner of the dépôt, all but its tail. - I suppose I took hold too tightly, or else too high up, for he - turned around and bit my thumb. I wasn't going to hurt him, but - just to play with him a little while. I wish animals could talk. - That was at the Montreal dépôt. - - You asked about dolls. I have a doll, about a foot high, wheeling a - little cart in front of her. When I draw the cart by a string, the - doll goes trot, trot, trot on behind, and every one I meet turns - around, and says, "Did you ever see anything so funny?" Uncle Ebb - found it at Manistee, Michigan, and sent it to me by express. - - Blossom is my very large wax doll. I draw her around the block in - her carriage every pleasant afternoon. Sometimes Daisy, who is - almost as large, rides in the front seat. If it is too warm for - Blossom to go out, Daisy will ride in the back seat, and Charity in - front. Charity is indestructible and good, but not beautiful. - Cisily I took with me to Vermont and Boston and Maine, because she - had never been anywhere. She ought to have a new dress Christmas, - if Santa Claus only knew it. Joe is just as tall as Cisily. I - measure them often with my foot-rule. They are once and a half - tall. They have the same furry hair. They have a very nice - carriage, and always ride out together. I shall take Joe next. He - has never been anywhere yet, but Cisily wore his overcoat and - rubbers East, and took his little knife I in her pocket. He thought - she might want it to whittle in Vermont or Boston. Uncle Ebb often - helps me play, and speaks for the dolls. I am all there is here of - children. - - I have a good many more dolls. There is a small doll house full, - and Mother Goose with her shoe full of them, and some of the - children in the doll houses have dolls for themselves. The - "log-cabin" has a family in that. The "Swiss cottage" has only - wooden people. The frame house has twelve children. I like large - families. They are more convenient for the children. Mamma reads - your letters to me. I could read them, but they are printed so fine - it is hard to read. I am in the Second Reader, and the same words - are easy to read in that. I read a lesson every day in the - connecting class, after Kindergarten is over at noon. I read, - spell, write, and draw about fifteen minutes each, and am home to - dinner at one. Then come the kitties and dolls. - - NELLIE B. - - * * * * * - - SAYBROOK, CONNECTICUT. - - I see you want to know whether dolls have gone out of style. No, I - think not. I am eleven years old. I was very sick when I was six - years old, and have not been able to walk since except in braces. I - have a rolling-chair that I am wheeled in when out-doors, and I - have many nice times with my dolls. I have eight of them. I think - YOUNG PEOPLE is very nice. I hope this is not too long to be - printed, as it is my first letter to any paper. I have eight pets. - - BELLE M. I. - - * * * * * - - I want to tell you about my little dog. He is a black and tan, and - is so cute. He will speak, sit on his hind-legs and beg, and catch - anything thrown to him. His name is Bijon. - - I will send twenty-five rare foreign stamps for ten gilt picture - advertising cards, and give twelve internal revenue stamps for five - gilt picture cards. One $2 stamp; nine $1; a 30 cent, 50, 25, 20, - 15; two 10, two 5, and one 2 cent stamp. Please give your full - address when you send cards. My name is - - NELLIE MASON, P. O. Box 636, - Madison, Wisconsin. - - * * * * * - - HILL VIEW, KENTUCKY. - - My teacher gave me YOUNG PEOPLE as a prize for being a good - scholar. Ma raised about one hundred turkeys this year, and I - raised twelve guinea-fowl with them. I like the paper very much. I - am always glad when Saturday comes. - - CARRIE MCK. - - * * * * * - - SOUTH NORWALK, CONNECTICUT. - - I am sorry the girl in South Glastenbury does not like cats. If she - knew my cat, I think she would like him. My brother caught fifty - little fish for him, each about as long as my little finger. After - he had eaten twenty-five, he could scarcely eat any more, but would - not let us take them away, as he wanted to play with them. - Sometimes he goes to the door, and asks us to let him come up - stairs, when he gets into my doll's bed, pulls the sheet off her, - and gets close to her. When she sits up in a chair, he gets in her - lap. He does not like to hear the noise made by dishes, so, when - they are washed, he mews till they are done. My brother plagued him - once, and Kit ran to the door, and stopped a minute to consider, - then ran back, and struck him with his paws. He is lazy, but you - need not put that in YOUNG PEOPLE. - - JESSIE B. - -A puss that has fifty fish offered him at once is quite excusable for -being lazy. We think he is a very interesting cat. - - * * * * * - - OAKDALE, PENNSYLVANIA. - - Papa gave me a male canary about two years ago, and last spring my - uncle gave my sister a female, and we thought we would try to raise - some little birds. The mother bird laid five eggs, and they all - hatched and grew to be big birds, were very tame, and we used to - carry them around the room, and let them ride in our dolls' - coaches. She laid five eggs again, but we only raised three more - birds. They are all singers. We have seven cats--Polly, Beauty, - Tom, Milly, Pussy, Harry, and Lottie. Polly is a Maltese. Our dog - is named Friskie. I am ten years old. - - MARY E. D. - - * * * * * - - PINE BEND, MINNESOTA. - - I thought I would tell you about some hens we had when I was four - or five years old. One would come in the pantry, if the window was - left open, and lay her egg in a pan of eggs on the shelf. Another - was determined to make her nest up stairs, and we did not dare - leave the front-door open. Another hen laid three times in the - wood-box in the kitchen, in spite of being driven out many times. - - MARY M. - - * * * * * - - DENVER, COLORADO. - - I like the paper real well, and the little letters too. My mamma - reads 'em to us, 'cause we can't read ourselves. Grandpapa sent it - to brother and me last New-Year's. My dolly I like so much! She has - nice clothes, and the dearest little button boots and stockings - what come off; and I have lovely dishes. Grandpapa sent 'em to me. - I have lots of nice times with my things, but there are too many to - tell about. We had a nice time at a birthday party Saturday. I just - started to school this fall. I will be seven years old to-morrow. - Mamma "finks" my letter pretty nearly too long now, so I won't - write any more. I'll try and not be "'spointed" if you can't print - it, 'cause you have so many letters. Mamma's writing for me. - Good-by. - - NELLIE D. - - I am Charlie, Nellie's brother. I like all the stories so well, I - can't tell which I like best. We can see the mountains from our - doors and windows just as plain all the time, only when it's - stormy. My kitty got up in mamma's lap at table the other day, and - wanted to eat out of her plate. I had a live frog in a pail. One - morning I went to school, and forgot to fill up the pail, and just - as I came from school kitty had him. He killed him, and was going - to eat him. I took him away, and gave him to the chickens, and - _spanked_ Sam--that's my kitty's name; I named him for grandpapa. I - will be nine years old April 3, but it's so hard to write. Good-by. - - CHARLES FRED D. - - * * * * * - - BROOKLYN, NEW YORK. - - I am eleven years old, and I save the pennies I get for doing - errands to buy HARPER'S. I earned four dollars this season to help - papa buy me a winter suit. I have been to Boston, and would like to - live there all the time. I have only one sister, and she is my pet. - She has a little white bantam hen for her pet. I have nine aunts, - and I am going to write to them all some day, and send them one of - my _Harper's Magazines_. Mamma wrote this letter, but I told her - what to say. Good-by, from - - DANIEL A. - - * * * * * - -C. Y. P. R. U. - -The Postmistress is very happy to give the readers of Our Post-office -Box the pleasure of reading a description of the little yacht _Toby -Tyler_, now cruising in Southern waters: - - DEAR "YOUNG PEOPLE,"--The _Toby Tyler_, named after the hero of - Mr. Otis's most successful story, is a very small steamer, being - only about forty-five feet in length, and drawing but three feet of - water. She was built so small and of such light draught because it - is intended that she shall explore most of the rivers on the west - coast of Florida, some of which are very shallow. Perhaps she will - go farther than Florida, and explore a country that abounds in - material for interesting adventures and thrilling stories. - - As the _Toby_ is so small, she can not go away out to sea and - around Cape Hatteras, like the great steam-ships that carry - passengers to Florida. She has to take what is known as the "inland - passage." - - After leaving her dock at the foot of West Twenty-ninth Street, in - New York, the _Toby_ steamed down the North or Hudson River until - she passed the Battery. Then she was in the Upper Bay. Crossing - this, and turning to the westward, she steamed along the north - shore of Staten Island, through the broad river-like body of water - called the Kill Von Kull. Passing New Brighton and the Sailors' - Sung Harbor and Elizabethport, through the Arthur Kill and Staten - Island Sound, both continuations of the Kill Von Kull, the _Toby_ - reached Perth Amboy, and turned into the Raritan River, which here - empties into Raritan Bay. - - The Raritan River is so shallow and so crooked that the yacht - proceeded very slowly and carefully for seventeen miles, until she - reached New Brunswick. Here she entered the Delaware and Raritan - Canal, and found herself in company with great numbers of heavy - canal-boats drawn by mules or horses. The canal in which the little - _Toby_ now sailed runs through a very beautiful portion of New - Jersey, and her passengers enjoyed travelling on it very much. They - especially enjoyed going through the locks, always in company with - some other craft, which was sometimes a canal-boat, sometimes - another steamer, with sometimes a big schooner, whose tall masts - and white sails looked very funny among the trees on the canal - banks. - - The principal places that the _Toby_ passed while in the canal were - Bound Brook, Princeton, Trenton, and Bordentown. At the last-named - place she passed through the last of the twelve locks, and having - had forty-three miles of canal sailing, steamed gladly out into the - broad Delaware River. - - A run of twenty-nine miles down this beautiful river brought her to - Philadelphia, where she rested for a few days, and gave her - passengers time to get acquainted with this dear old city, in which - so many of the readers of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE live. - - On leaving Philadelphia the _Toby_ steamed merrily down the - Delaware for forty miles to Delaware City, in the State of - Delaware, where she entered the Delaware and Chesapeake Canal, - which connects the Delaware River with Chesapeake Bay. This canal - is only fourteen miles long, and has but two locks, one at each - end, so that the little yacht, soon found herself at Chesapeake - City, in the State of Maryland, and at the southern end of the - canal. - - After an all day's run down the upper end of Chesapeake Bay, the - _Toby_ entered the Patapsco River, and steamed up to Baltimore, - where she landed her passengers in time to witness the great Oriole - Celebration. - - Then she went back down the Patapsco and again into Chesapeake Bay. - This bay is so wide that it is almost as rough and stormy at times - as the sea itself, and the poor little _Toby_ had a very hard time, - and was roughly handled by the great waves before the pleasant - Wednesday morning when she turned into the broad mouth of the York - River, and dropped anchor amongst the big ships in front of - Yorktown. As the little boat ran in between two of the great war - ships, they began firing guns and banging away at such a furious - rate that in a few moments not only the poor little _Toby_ but they - themselves were completely enveloped in a dense cloud of smoke. In - a few minutes those on board the _Toby_ learned that the government - steamer _Dispatch_, with President Arthur on board, had just - arrived, and that all this firing of guns was only a salute to him, - as though the big ships had said, "How do you do, Mr. President? We - are very glad to welcome you to Yorktown." - - After leaving this place the _Toby_ went back down the York River - into Chesapeake Bay again, and for a short distance out into the - ocean, before steaming past the grim walls of Fortress Monroe and - into Hampton Roads. - - Without stopping to see the fort or the Indian schools at Hampton, - the _Toby_ hurried on, and an hour later sailed into the quiet - harbor of Norfolk, at the mouth of the Elizabeth River. - - The upper deck or cabin roof of the _Toby Tyler_ extends nearly - over her entire length, so that, though small, she can be made very - comfortable in any weather. Her cabin, which is also dining-room - and sleeping-room for four, is back of the engine-room, and - occupies the whole of the after-part of the yacht. Her engine is in - the middle, right under the smoke-stack, and forward of this is the - cockpit, of which the sides are open except when inclosed by heavy - canvas storm curtains. Here, in very warm weather, hammocks can be - slung at night, in which the passengers may sleep. - - On the upper deck is a light cedar canoe--the _Psyche_--with - paddles, masts, and sails, intended for exploring rivers and lakes - that are too shallow for the _Toby_, and beside the canoe is lashed - a good-sized tent with its poles, so that when Mr. Otis and his - friends tire of living on board the yacht, they can, if they - choose, establish a camp on shore. - - In various lockers on the yacht, besides the baggage of her - passengers and crew, and the coal, are stored four hundred pounds - of canned provisions and fruits, a tool chest, medicine chest, - ammunition chest, blankets, writing and sketching materials, books, - charts, etc. - - CAPTAIN C. K. M. - - * * * * * - -THE POET COWPER. - - William Cowper was born November 26, 1731, in Hertfordshire. - England. His mother died before he was six years old. He was sent - to a school where he suffered a great deal from the teasing of the - other boys. He had an affection of the eyes, and so he was placed - at an oculist's house, where he had smallpox, and that cured his - eyes. After that he became a clerk in a lawyer's office, and - studied for admission to the bar. The strain on his mind was too - great, and he sought relief by trying to commit suicide by hanging. - In this he did not succeed. A friend placed him in the country, - where, after skillful treatment, he recovered from the fits of - mental depression that he was subject to. He was fickle and - inconstant to friends, but loving and kind to his pets. He had - three leverets, or hares, given to him, and in these he found much - amusement, for he was sick, and wanted something to occupy his - mind. The hares were males, and their names were Puss, Tiney, and - Bess. He built them a house, and each had his own bedroom to sleep - in. Puss lived to be eleven years old, Tiney to be nine, and Bess - died soon after Cowper received him. The poetry about the chair is - found in the "Task," and is called "The Sofa." Cowper died in the - town of East Durham, on Friday, the 25th of April, 1800, and was - buried in St. Edmund's Chapel, in the church of East Durham. - - EDNA L. MAYNARD. - -This little description of the poet Cowper is very creditable to its -writer, who is only eleven years old. But the Postmistress must disagree -with her in the opinion that he was inconstant and fickle as a friend. - - * * * * * - -In this number we begin the publication of a series of articles -calculated to be of especial interest to the members of the -C. Y. P. R. U. They are from the pen of the popular English novelist Mr. -James Payn, and, under the head of "Perils and Privations," deal with -stories of fact relating to shipwreck more thrilling than any tales of -fictitious adventure. - - * * * * * - -PUZZLES FROM YOUNG CONTRIBUTORS. - -No. 1. - -HISTORICAL ENIGMA. - - I am a celebrated document, and am composed of eleven letters. - My first was one of the decisive battles of the world, and was fought - between the Greeks and Persians. - My second was a very great warrior, who could not govern himself, - though he conquered the world. - My third was a humane physician who invented an instrument of cruelty. - My fourth was a great philosopher and mathematician. - My fifth came over in the _Mayflower_. - My sixth was a young hero celebrated by an English poetess. - My seventh was a blind poet whom seven cities claimed for their own. - My eighth was one of the signers of the Declaration of Independence. - My ninth was a great artist. - My tenth is a distinguished living poet. - My eleventh met a disgraceful death in the Revolutionary war. - - SUSAN NIPPER. - - * * * * * - -No. 2. - -TWO EASY DIAMONDS. - -1.--Centrals.--A famous battle in the Revolution. - -1. A letter. 2. A weapon. 3. A sort of knife. 4. Spectral. 5. The -conclusion. 6. A letter. - - W. D. M. - -2.--1. A letter. 2. Devoured. 3. Orbs of light. 4. A period. 5. A -letter. - - E. W. - - * * * * * - -No. 3. - -NUMERICAL ENIGMA. - - The whole, of 14 letters, is a city in Europe. - My 8, 2, 7 is a weight. - My 14, 6, 8, 11, 10 is an American city. - My 1, 6, 3, 5, 2, 3 is a Chinese city. - My 12, 9, 4, 5, 2, 13 is a small fire-arm. - - DAMON AND PYTHIAS. - - * * * * * - -ANSWERS TO PUZZLES IN No. 105. - -No. 1. - - P I L O T D - I V A N N E D - L A C D E B A R - O N D A M - T R - -No. 2. - - F - S A D - S I R E D - S T R I P E S - S I R E N I C A L - F A R I N A C E O U S - D E P I C T I N G - D E C E I V E - S A O N E - L U G - S - -No. 3. - -Valhalla. - -No. 4. - -"John Burns of Gettysburg." - -No. 5. - - D - S E R - D A T E S - D E L E T E S - S A L E R A T U S - D E T E R M I N E R S - R E T A I N E R S - S E T N E S S - S U E R S - S R S - S - - * * * * * - -Correct answers to puzzles have been received from M. E. S., Willie -Volckhausen, "North Star," Frank S. Davis, Nannie Francis, Charles Beck, -Emma Rose A., Lucy Cox, John D. Smith, Kittie E. Gill, Henry E. -Johnston, Jun., James R. Magoffin, Clara H. Tower, Annetta D. Jackson, -and Calvin Rufus Morgan. - - * * * * * - -[_For Exchanges, see second and third pages of cover._] - - - - -[Illustration: THE REAL WAY TO CELEBRATE THANKSGIVING, ACCORDING TO THE -VIEWS OF OUR ESTEEMED FELLOW-CITIZENS G. OBBLER, ESQ., MESSRS. T. URKEY, -C. APON, D. UCK, R. OOSTER, AND MANY OTHERS.] - - - - -LETTER PUZZLES. - - -1. - - Two S's, two N's, four E's, and a T, - Put together, and pray spell the word unto me. - -2. - - One R and two S's, three A's and one U, - Three N's and four T's and two I's, add unto - One O and one B, and tell me, I pray, - What word they will make if put in the right way. - -3. - - Four S's, four I's, two P's and an M, - What word can you easily make out of them? - -4. - - Three E's and two M's, two R's and one B, - Put down in right order, what word shall you see? - - - - -ANSWER TO YORKTOWN PUZZLE. - - -BELOW will be found the answer to the Yorktown Puzzle, given in No. 103, -page 816: - -NAMES OF ARTICLES (19). - - N egro. - I mp. - N uts. - E nsigns. - T eeth. - E lm. - E wers. - N est. - T rays. - H andle. - - O tter. - F lags. - - O ats. - C hairs. - T ail. - O ak. - B ats. - E ave. - R amrod. - -MILITARY MEN (16). - - Steuben. - Lee. - Ward. - Marion. - Stark. - Gates. - Smith. - Greene. - St. Clair. - Stevens. - Gist. - Thomas. - Poor. - Arnold. - Nash. - Lafayette. - - - - -[Illustration: UNHAPPY THOUGHT. - -TOMMY. 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McGuire - - - - - -</pre> - - -<div class="center"> -<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary=""> -<tr><td align="left"><a href="#ELSIES_THANKSGIVING">ELSIE'S THANKSGIVING.</a></td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><a href="#PERILS_AND_PRIVATIONS">PERILS AND PRIVATIONS.</a></td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><a href="#GRANDPA_YOU_DO_LOOK_SWEET">"GRANDPA, YOU DO LOOK SWEET."</a></td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><a href="#THE_LAME_TURKEY">THE LAME TURKEY.</a></td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><a href="#BITS_OF_ADVICE">BITS OF ADVICE.</a></td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><a href="#THE_FALL_OF_A_MOUNTAIN">THE FALL OF A MOUNTAIN.</a></td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><a href="#PEOPLE_WE_HEAR_ABOUT">PEOPLE WE HEAR ABOUT.</a></td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><a href="#MICE_AS_PETS">MICE AS PETS.</a></td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><a href="#THE_TALKING_LEAVES">THE TALKING LEAVES.</a></td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><a href="#SHADOW_PANTOMIMES">SHADOW PANTOMIMES.</a></td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><a href="#KING_HAZELNUT">KING HAZELNUT</a></td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><a href="#OUR_POST_OFFICE_BOX">OUR POST-OFFICE BOX.</a></td></tr> -</table></div> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_49" id="Page_49">[Pg 49]</a></span></p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 800px;"> -<img src="images/ill_001.jpg" width="800" height="311" alt="HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE" /> -</div> - -<hr class="full" /> - -<div class="center"> -<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" width="100%" summary=""> -<tr><td align="left"><span class="smcap">Vol</span>. III.—<span class="smcap">No</span>. 108.</td><td align="center"><span class="smcap">Published by</span> HARPER & BROTHERS, <span class="smcap">New York</span>.</td><td align="right"><span class="smcap">price four cents</span>.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Tuesday, November 22, 1881.</td><td align="center">Copyright, 1881, by <span class="smcap">Harper & Brothers</span>.</td><td align="right">$1.50 per Year, in Advance.</td></tr> -</table></div> - -<hr class="full" /> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 671px;"> -<img src="images/ill_002.jpg" width="671" height="700" alt="" /> -<span class="caption">THE WAY THE LITTLE FOLKS KEEP THANKSGIVING.</span> -</div> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_50" id="Page_50">[Pg 50]</a></span></p> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<h2><a name="ELSIES_THANKSGIVING" id="ELSIES_THANKSGIVING">ELSIE'S THANKSGIVING.</a></h2> - -<h3>BY MRS. MARGARET E. SANGSTER.</h3> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">Dolly, it's almost Thanksgiving. Do you know what I mean, my dear?</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">No? Well, I couldn't expect it: you haven't been with us a year.</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">And you came with my auntie from Paris, far over the wide blue sea,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">And you'll keep your first Thanksgiving, my beautiful Dolly, with me.</span><br /> -<br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">I'll tell you about it, my darling, for grandma's explained it all,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">So that <i>I</i> understand why Thanksgiving always comes late in the fall,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">When the nuts and the apples are gathered, and the work in the fields is done,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">And the fields, all reaped and silent, are asleep in the autumn sun.</span><br /> -<br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">It is then that we praise our Father, who sends the rain and the dew,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">Whose wonderful loving-kindness is every morning new;</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">Unless we'd be heathen, Dolly, or worse, we must sing and pray,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">And think about good things, Dolly, when we keep Thanksgiving-day.</span><br /> -<br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">But I like it very much better when from church we all go home,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">And the married brothers and sisters, and the troops of cousins come,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">And we're ever so long at the table, and dance and shout and play,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">In the merry evening, Dolly, that ends Thanksgiving-day.</span><br /> -<br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">Now let me whisper a secret: I've had a trouble to bear;</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">It has made me feel quite old, dear, and perfectly crushed with care;</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">'Twas about my prettiest kitten, the white one with spots of black—</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">I loved her devotedly, Dolly: I've been <i>awfully angry with Jack</i>;</span><br /> -<br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">So mad that I couldn't forgive him; and I wouldn't kiss him good-night,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">For he lost my Kitty on purpose, shut up in a bag so tight;</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">He carried her miles and miles, dear, and dropped her down in the dark;</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">I would not wonder a bit, dear, if he took her to Central Park.</span><br /> -<br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">And then he came home to supper, as proud as a boy could be.</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">I wonder, Dolly, this minute how he dared to be looking at me,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">When I called my Kitty and called her, and of course she didn't come,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">And Jack pored over his Latin as if he were deaf and dumb.</span><br /> -<br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">When I found out what he had done, dear, it was just like lead in my heart,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">Though mamma is as kind as an angel, I knew she would take his part.</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">Suppose Kitty <i>did</i> chase the chickens?—they might have kept out of her way.</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">I've been so sorrowful, Dolly, I've dreaded Thanksgiving-day.</span><br /> -<br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">For I'll never pretend to be good, dear, when I feel all wrong in my mind;</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">And as for giving up Kitty, I'm not in the least resigned.</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">And I've known with deep grief, Dolly—known it a long time back—</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">That I couldn't keep Thanksgiving while I hated my brother Jack.</span><br /> -<br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">For you can not love God and praise Him when you're cherishing anger this way.</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">I've tried hard to conquer it, Dolly—I gave Jack two pears to-day;</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">I've mended his mittens for him.—Why, who is this creeping in?</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">Why, it's surely my own white kitten, so tired and grimed and thin!</span><br /> -<br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">And now we <i>will</i> keep Thanksgiving, Dolly and Kitty and I;</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">I'll go to church in the morning. I'm so glad, I'm afraid I'll cry.</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">Oh, Kitty! my lost, lost treasure, you have found your own way back,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 10em;">And now I'll forget my troubles, and be friends again with Jack.</span><br /> -</p> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<h2><a name="PERILS_AND_PRIVATIONS" id="PERILS_AND_PRIVATIONS">PERILS AND PRIVATIONS.</a></h2> - -<h3>BY JAMES PAYN.</h3> - -<h3>I.—THE WRECK OF THE "GROSVENOR."</h3> - -<p>On the 4th of August, "being Sunday, 1782," the <i>Grosvenor</i>, East -Indiaman, homeward-bound, was scudding, under little canvas, before a -northwest gale. She had left Madagascar to the northeast some days ago, -and was supposed by her Captain (Captain Coxon) to be at least a hundred -leagues from the nearest land. Before daylight John Hynes, a seaman, -with one Lewis and others, were aloft striking the foretop-gallant-mast, -when Hynes asked Lewis if he did not think certain breakers ahead -indicated land. The latter answering in the affirmative, they hastened -to inform the third mate, Mr. Beal, who had the watch. Mr. Beal "only -laughed at them," but in a few minutes the <i>Grosvenor</i>'s keel struck, -and "as she beat very hard, every soul on board instantly ran on deck."</p> - -<div class="figright" style="width: 400px;"> -<img src="images/ill_003.jpg" width="400" height="286" alt="" /> -<span class="caption">WRECK OF THE "GROSVENOR."</span> -</div> - -<p>These souls, predoomed to destruction, were very many—nearly two -hundred, including, alas! both women and children and sick. If the -position of those who are well and strong in such circumstances is -pitiable, what must be that of the weak? The Captain endeavored in vain -to mitigate the universal panic; for though no water could be detected -in the vessel by the pumps, it was well understood there was a hole in -her; and since the wind was off the land, which could now be discerned a -hundred yards away, it was feared she would be driven to sea, and -founder. The gunner was ordered to fire signals of distress; but on -going to the powder-room he found it full of water. The mainmast was cut -away, then the foremast, but without easing the doomed ship, against -which the waves beat with impatient fury, as though greedy for their -prey.</p> - -<p>To those who have only seen the summer sea at play upon our shores, it -is difficult to picture the force with which in storm every wave strikes -a vessel in this position. She shudders at every blow, and groans and -shrieks like any living creature. To the ignorant and timid, who feel -the hull quivering under them, it seems as if she were going to pieces -at every stroke. "At all hazards," they say to themselves, "let us get -out of this to land;" but when they look upon the boiling waves, that -seethe as in some bottomless caldron between themselves and the -wished-for shore, even the frail planks on which they stand seem by -comparison security. Even when a boat has perhaps with infinite -difficulty been lowered, and they see it thrown hither and thither like -a ball beneath them, and only kept from instant destruction against the -ship's side by boat-hooks, they shrink from such a means of escape, and -leave it to bolder spirits. In the case of the <i>Grosvenor</i>, the yawl and -jolly-boat, which had been hoisted out, were dashed to pieces as soon as -they touched the water. An Italian and two seamen, however, swam to land -with the deep-sea line, by help of which a stronger rope was conveyed -ashore, and then a hawser.</p> - -<p>By this time a great crowd of natives had collected on the beach, who -helped to fasten the hawser to the rocks, and the other end of the rope -being made fast to the capstan on deck, it was hauled tight. -Communication was thus established between the ship and the land; a -perilous mode of safety, however, that could only be used by the most -agile seamen, of whom no less than fifteen out of twenty attempting to -pursue it dropped into the sea, and were drowned before the eyes of -their companions.</p> - -<p>The people on the wreck now busied themselves in constructing a raft, -the only means of escape that was apparently left them, and it was -launched overboard, and guided to the ship's stern, so that the women -and children might be dropped into it from the quarter gallery. But -hardly had it reached the waves when it was torn asunder, "the great -ropes that bound it together parting<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_51" id="Page_51">[Pg 51]</a></span> like pack-thread," and the men in -charge of it perished. Picture to yourself, reader, how each of these -successive events must have affected the survivors, who beheld them all, -and felt them to be so many preludes to their own destruction. In -despair they all huddled together on the poop awaiting death, while with -a crash that made itself heard above the tempest, the great ship clove -asunder.</p> - -<p>And here, as we shall find often happens in these narratives of -disaster, what would seem to have been their certain doom proved for a -time their preservation; for the wind suddenly veered round, and blowing -directly to the land, carried the starboard quarter on which they stood -into shallow water, and the whole company reached the shore.</p> - -<p>By this time the night was falling; but the natives, who had retired -with the setting sun, had left the embers of a fire, by which means -three others were lighted, and some hogs and poultry being driven -ashore, the poor creatures made a good repast—which was their last one. -They soon learned from their companions on shore that it was from no -motives of humanity that the inhabitants had offered them assistance, -nor indeed, beyond fastening the hawser, had they given any help, but -occupied themselves in seizing whatever came to land, especially -anything in the shape of iron.</p> - -<p>Among most savage nations iron holds the place which gold fills among -those more civilized, and a few horse-shoes or rusty nails are valued -more highly by them than pearls or diamonds. To any one who has seen the -weapons or instruments in use among the South-sea Islanders, and the -curious devices by which horn and bone and wood are made to supply the -place of the coveted metal, this will not appear strange; and as the -desire for gold too often hardens the heart among our own people, so -that for iron makes that of the savage as the nether millstone, or as -iron itself.</p> - -<p>With the next morning a host of natives thronged the beach, to the great -terror of the castaways, who had no weapons of any kind. The former took -not the slightest notice of the new arrivals, but, knowing that they -could turn their attention to them at any time, busied themselves -exclusively with plunder. Next to positive ill-treatment, the poor -<i>Grosvenor</i> people felt that nothing could augur worse for them than -this total indifference to their wretched condition.</p> - -<p>A cask of beef, a barrel of flour, and a puncheon of rum they managed to -secure for themselves, and with a couple of sails they contrived two -tents for the ladies and children. This was all the provision they had, -though they were a hundred and thirty-five in number, and even the -puncheon of rum the Captain gave orders to be staved, "lest the natives -should become dangerous by getting intoxicated."</p> - -<p>Then he called the people together, and in a pathetic speech informed -them that to the best of his belief they were on the coast of Caffraria, -and that it might be possible in sixteen or seventeen days to reach on -foot some of the Dutch settlements. As the ship was wrecked, he informed -them that his authority was at an end, but if it was their wish he would -resume it, as without discipline the difficulties of travel would be -greatly increased. Then they all answered that "he should still be their -Captain, by all means."</p> - -<p>One man named O'Brien had a swelled knee, and elected to remain with the -natives, whom he thought he might conciliate by making them little -trinkets out of the lead and pewter cast ashore, and having recovered -from his ailment, and learned their language, might better be able to -get away. Him therefore they left (little knowing the tender mercies of -those to whom he so pitifully intrusted himself), "but Mr. Logie, the -chief mate, being ill, was carried by two men in a hammock slung upon a -pole."</p> - -<p>The whole company then began to move westward, followed by many of the -natives, "who took whatever they chose from them, and occasionally threw -stones." Presently they met thirty Caffres whose hair, instead of being -crisp and curly like the rest, was made up in the shape of a sugar-loaf, -and whose faces were painted red. Among them was a Dutchman called -Trout, who spoke English. They offered him an immense sum if he would -conduct them to the Cape, but he replied that it was impossible. He had -murdered several of his own countrymen, and therefore could not venture -among them again; besides, having a wife and children among the Caffres, -to whom he had fled for refuge, he was averse to leave them, even if the -tribe would have let him go, which he was well assured they would not. -As to the journey, he informed them (as it turned out only too truly) -that it would be attended with unspeakable difficulties, arising from -the cruel nations through which they would have to pass, desert lands, -and wild beasts.</p> - -<p>Greatly depressed, the party moved on, every day harassed by the -natives, who when the sun went down invariably retired. The poor unarmed -Englishmen could do little against men armed with lances and protected -by targets made of elephant's hide, and in the end they had always to -sue for peace, cutting the buttons from their coats, and offering such -trinkets as they possessed, to buy off their assailants. One day they -plundered the gentlemen of their watches, and the ladies of some -diamonds they had concealed in their hair; on another they took from -them what was far more valuable, their one tinder-box, flint, and steel.</p> - -<p>After this loss every one travelled with a fire-brand in his hand to -guard against the wild beasts at night. Fresh-water they generally found -by digging in the sand, but their provisions were now nearly all -expended, and dissension for the first time appeared among the unhappy -band. "The fatigue of travelling with the women and children being very -great, the sailors began to murmur."</p> - -<p>We should pause before condemning these men, though they may deserve -condemnation, to consider what some of us at least might have done in -their case. It was morally certain that to advance as they were at -present doing, by slow degrees, was to perish. Some hoped, no doubt, -that by making quicker progress they might get help, and return for the -rest, as indeed some did. Moreover, the same chivalry is hardly to be -expected (though in these narratives it will be seen that it was often -found) among uneducated persons as in those of gentler mould; it may -even be added—to be quite fair—that when it is exhibited they do not -get the same credit for it. For an officer to run away in battle is -actually more difficult, because it is more disgraceful, than for a -common soldier. In this case almost all the officers, including the -Captain, remained with the ladies and children, and "many of the -sailors, induced by the great promises made by Colonel James and others, -were prevailed to stay with them, to carry what little provision was -left, and the blankets with which they covered themselves in the night." -A Captain Talbot, three of the ship's mates, one or two gentlemen and -their servants, with the remainder of the seamen, among whom was John -Hynes, "being in all forty-three," made up the forward party.</p> - -<p>A young boy, Master Law, a passenger, between seven and eight years old, -crying after one of these, a passenger, and having no surviving -relatives of his own, was taken with them, it being agreed that they -should carry him by turns whenever he should be unable to walk. It is -not to be supposed that this separation of the two parties took place in -anger or bad feeling on either side. Indeed, the next day, when those -who had left the Captain's company, having had to wait all night beside -a river for the ebb tide, were overtaken by the rest, the meeting<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_52" id="Page_52">[Pg 52]</a></span> -between them was most affecting, and once more they all travelled on as -before. Nay, all the shell-fish, oysters, mussels, and limpets they -could find on the sea-shore, although their other provisions were now -quite expended, were that day, we are told, reserved solely for the -women and children. Arriving at a Caffre village, where the Dutchman -Trout lived, they were wickedly ill-treated by the inhabitants; and by -his advice, since in smaller numbers they would be less likely to arouse -the jealousy of the natives, they once more separated, "never to meet -again." From this moment, unless from hearsay, we have only the record -of what may be called the sailors' party, narrated by John Hynes.</p> - -<p>They kept along the coast-line as well as they could, but the frequent -rivers, too deep and swift to be crossed by those who could not swim -well, often compelled them to journey inland. Here we see how, not only -in time of shipwreck, but afterward, the art of swimming, so easily -acquired in youth, is so valuable. If it had not been for these -diversions from their course more lives would certainly have been saved, -as they had to take to the woods, where sorrel "and such wild berries as -they observed the birds to peck at," and which they therefore knew were -not poisonous, were their only food, and where wild beasts devoured them -at night. When the rivers grew somewhat narrower, they lashed together -all the dry wood they could collect with woodbines and their -handkerchiefs, and on the raft thus formed they set the little boy and -those who could not swim, while the others pushed it over. In this way -they sometimes crossed rivers two miles broad.</p> - -<p>The country now grew mountainous, and much more difficult to traverse. -They saw no paths but such as were made by lions and tigers, against -which they had to make up huge fires at night; yet even these were -preferable to such fellow-creatures as were to be found in that -inhospitable land. Every morning, while their strength lasted, one of -their number climbed a tree to examine the direction of the coast-line, -to which they kept as close as was possible. They presently became too -weak to gather fuel for more than one fire, into which they put the few -oysters and mussels they could collect, as they had no other means -(having been long ago plundered of their knives) to open them. Their -watches, as I have said, were gone, and the sun was their only -time-piece. At first with a nail fashioned into a knife they cut notches -in a stick for week-days, and one across for Sundays; but they lost the -stick in crossing a river, after which "days, weeks, and months" went by -without record. One day they found a dead whale upon the shore, a sight -which filled them with ecstasy. As they had no means of cutting it up, -they made a fire upon it, after which they cut out the parts thus -grilled with oyster shells.</p> - -<p>The sight of a fine level country now led them to hope that they had got -beyond Caffraria, and reached the Dutch settlements. This caused them to -strike inland, but they had soon to return to the coast again for food.</p> - -<p>The strength of the whole party now began to fail. Captain Talbot sat -down several times to rest himself, and the rest did the same; "but the -Captain repeating this too often through weariness," they presently went -on and left him. His faithful servant, however, observing his master in -that condition, went back, and was observed to sit down by him. "Neither -of the two was ever more seen or heard of."</p> - -<h4>[<span class="smcap">to be continued</span>.]</h4> - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 319px;"> -<img src="images/ill_004.jpg" width="319" height="400" alt="" /> -<span class="caption">NICOLO, THE LITTLE ITALIAN BOY.</span> -</div> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_53" id="Page_53">[Pg 53]</a></span></p> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<h2><a name="GRANDPA_YOU_DO_LOOK_SWEET" id="GRANDPA_YOU_DO_LOOK_SWEET">"GRANDPA, YOU DO LOOK SWEET."</a></h2> - -<h3>BY M. E.</h3> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 17em;">Just think of it, dear Grandpapa,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 18em;">This day belongs to me;</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 17em;">My birthday 'tis—I'm four years old—</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 18em;">Last time I was but three.</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 17em;">And six small girls and five small boys</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 18em;">Are coming here to tea,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 17em;">And you must be as beautiful</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 18em;">As ever you can be.</span><br /> -<br /> -<span style="margin-left: 17em;">Teresa Grover's grandpapa</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 18em;">Has got no hair at all;</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 17em;">His head shines—though he's very nice—</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 18em;">Just like an iv'ry ball.</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 17em;">And I guess she'll be awful s'prised,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 18em;">And all those other girls,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 17em;">And small boys too, when they see you</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 18em;">With lots of pretty curls.</span><br /> -<br /> -<span style="margin-left: 17em;">For to my party you must come,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 18em;">And help us play and laugh;</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 17em;">I wouldn't have a birthday, dear,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 18em;">Unless I gave you half.</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 17em;">And you shall have the very best</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 18em;">Of everything to eat.</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 17em;">And now your hair is done, and, oh,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 18em;">Grandpa, you <i>do</i> look sweet!</span><br /> -</p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 418px;"> -<img src="images/ill_005.jpg" width="418" height="500" alt="" /> -</div> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<h2><a name="THE_LAME_TURKEY" id="THE_LAME_TURKEY">THE LAME TURKEY.</a></h2> - -<h4>A Story of Thanksgiving-Time.</h4> - -<h3>BY RUTH HALL.</h3> - -<p>"Childern, childern, come here quick. That 'ere lame turkey's out -ag'in."</p> - -<p>So called Mrs. Amasa Andrews, in the kitchen doorway, and two shrill -trebles answered her from the pumpkin patch.</p> - -<p>"Oh, Aunt Polly, where's it gone to? Out in the orchard, or across the -fields?"</p> - -<p>"Under the hill, down by Uncle Jake's old place," waving away the -panting figures who rushed into view from behind the corn-house. "You'd -better hurry up, or he'll get clean away this time."</p> - -<p>George and Patty needed no second warning. In the missing turkey were -bound up delightful visions of "white meat," "wish-bones," and -"stuffing," on which they had been dwelling for two months past, and -which they had no idea of losing at this late day, only one little week -before Thanksgiving. So they tore like small whirlwinds across the -kitchen yard, squeezed under the fence, and slid down the steep hill, -never stopping to take breath until they had lost sight of home, and had -"Uncle Jake's old place" in view.</p> - -<p>"Oh, George!" gasped little Patty then, "what if we didn't find -it?—what ever would we do?"</p> - -<p>"Wouldn't have no Thanksgivin'," replied George, stolidly.</p> - -<p>"Oh, but I just couldn't bear that. I couldn't, truly. It is such a -awful long time since we had a taste o' turkey, George."</p> - -<p>"Not since last Christmas, before we ever thought o' comin' here to -live," her brother mused, as he trimmed a switch with dexterous fingers. -"Pa 'n' ma was alive then, 'n' little sister, 'n'— There's that gobbler -now!"</p> - -<p>They were close to the house, which had long been vacant, but now showed -signs of life in open door and windows, and a faint curl of pale blue -smoke from the tumble-down chimney. In the tiny door-yard stood the -runaway, calmly picking at a few potato-skins in a rusty old tin pan.</p> - -<p>The children crept softly up behind a brush heap, intending to rush from -thence and surprise him, and were about to carry their scheme into -effect, when George laid a detaining hand upon his sister's arm.</p> - -<p>"Hush!" he whispered. "What's that comin'?"</p> - -<p>"Oh, Sally," called a thin voice from the door of the little house, -"come and see what's here. A turkey, Sally—a real turkey, sure's you -live!"</p> - -<p>"But it ain't for us," said another voice. Evidently Sally had come. "It -belongs to some 'un, 'Melia, 'n' they'll come after it. That means a -Thanksgivin' dinner for somebody"—with a heavy sigh.</p> - -<p>"Oh dear!" went on the younger voice, "don't you wish 'twas ours, Sally? -I never tasted turkey 'n all my life, an' I <i>do</i> hate corn meal so!"</p> - -<p>"Turkey's for them that has fathers to buy 'em," replied Sally, with a -sob in her voice; and then some one called shrilly from an inner room:</p> - -<p>"Come, girls, Miss Watson's washin's ready;" and the little forms, at -which our Patty and George had been furtively "peeking," disappeared.</p> - -<p>It was the work of a few moments to catch the lame turkey, and to start -him homeward at the point of George's switch; but someway neither child -looked happy over the achievement.</p> - -<p>"George," finally began Patty's pleading little voice.</p> - -<p>"Well, what d'ye want?" in his gruffest manner.</p> - -<p>"They hain't got no father, Georgie."</p> - -<p>"No more ha' we, nor mother neither. We're orphans."</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_54" id="Page_54">[Pg 54]</a></span></p> - -<p>"Oh, George! when we've got such a good Aunt Polly, 'n' such a Uncle -Amasa. An' <i>corn meal</i>, George."</p> - -<p>Now Patty's brother "hated corn meal so" too, as his crafty sister knew. -There was a little pause.</p> - -<p>"Well, what shell we do?" he inquired, finally. "Tell Aunt Polly, 'n' -get her to send 'em something down?"</p> - -<p>"We couldn't do that," small Patty answered, decidedly. "They can't -afford to do much extra, I'm afraid, Georgie. You know we're quite -expensive, our keepin'; I heard old Miss Crandall tell Mike so."</p> - -<p>"Miss Crandall's a gossip, Uncle Amasa says."</p> - -<p>"But I know we <i>are</i>," poor Patty went on. "Aunt Polly ain't had no fall -bunnit, you know, an' she does her own washin' since we come. I'm afraid -we cost 'em quite a deal."</p> - -<p>"Well, what <i>shell</i> we do?" George cried, desperately, and giving the -lame turkey a savage cut over his saucy tail.</p> - -<p>"I don't know what you'll do," was Polly's calm response, "but I shell -give that 'Melia every smitch o' my turkey next Thursday. So there!"</p> - -<p>There was another pause, and then George remarked, with a great showing -of coolness: "Well, all right. An' I'll take Sally my turkey an' <i>all</i> -my pumpkin pie!"</p> - -<p>"Oh, you dear George!" began his sister, and then broke down and cried.</p> - -<p>"What air you childern whisperin' about?" queried Aunt Polly, coming -upon the two, sitting side by side on the wood-pile, later in the day.</p> - -<p>Patty hesitated. Good and kind as Aunt Polly always was, her sharp eyes -and sharper voice were awe-inspiring to her small niece. But George, -whose bravery was the glory of his sister, looked up at the tall woman -with his fearless gray eyes, and told the story of that morning's -adventures and their resolution, adding:</p> - -<p>"An' we were just a-wonderin', Aunt Polly, how we'd get the things down -there, an' if you'd let Mike go with us, maybe, 'cause you know you say -you don't like us to go where you don't know the folks."</p> - -<p>"That'll be all right," his aunt said, simply, "an' I'm glad you thought -of it, childern. 'It's more blessed to give,' you know. George, I wisht -you'd get me some chips."</p> - -<p>So she turned the subject then; but that evening, as Mr. and Mrs. -Andrews sat together over the kitchen fire, with their charges asleep up -stairs, Aunt Polly retold George's story, keenly watching her husband's -face as she did so, although her eyes were apparently fixed upon her -knitting.</p> - -<p>Uncle Amasa took his pipe out of his mouth and drew a long breath. -"Bless them childern," he said, heartily. "I vum, now, Polly, that makes -me feel putty small—don't it you? To think o' their thinkin' of it, an' -they a-lookin' forward to Thanksgivin'-day so long!"</p> - -<p>"Well, what kin we do, Amasa?" was his wife's quiet question.</p> - -<p>"Massy! I don't know. But we'll send that widder her dinner anyway, an' -we won't rob them little childern o' theirn neither."</p> - -<p>"But, Amasa"—Aunt Polly laid down her knitting—"don't you see that -won't be the <i>childern's</i> givin'? I don't want to take away their -dinners, dear knows; but 'twouldn't be right, after all, you know, for -them to be gen'rous and keep their turkey too."</p> - -<p>Uncle Amasa mused a moment. "That's so!" he said, ruefully, at last. "I -tell ye, Polly, woman, we'll give 'em the hull turkey, an' we'll throw -in the pies. I guess we won't starve on bacon an' cabbage, an' on -Chris'mas I'll manage so's they can hev a turkey, 'n' we too. I love my -dinner's much 's the next 'un, but I swan to massy them babies o' ourn -make me feel putty small—putty small!"</p> - -<p>And gathering up his boots and pipe, Uncle Amasa strode off to bed.</p> - -<p>And so it came to pass that on Thanksgiving-eve George and Patty, -accompanied by Uncle Amasa, not Mike, again followed the lame turkey -under the hill to Uncle Jake's old place. But this time the recreant -fowl was borne on their uncle's shoulders, in the huge market-basket, in -company with potatoes and onions and golden pies and rosy cranberries; -in short, with the party's Thanksgiving dinner.</p> - -<p>Uncle Amasa first placed the basket on the cracked door-step, and then -he and George concealed themselves in the darkness behind the brush -heap, while Patty, the lightest and fleetest of the three, knocked at -the door, and then ran swiftly to the common hiding-place.</p> - -<p>A faint streak of light came from the doorway as Sally appeared holding -a tallow candle aloft. A moment's silence while she stared at the -basket, and kneeling by it explored the contents; then—</p> - -<p>"Oh, mother! 'Melia!" she screamed, "it's a turkey, and it's pies, -an'—oh, come quick an' see!"</p> - -<p>There was the hurry of other footsteps, and a cry from 'Melia: "Just to -look at the onions! Oh, I <i>do</i> love them!" and then some one upset and -extinguished the candle, and under cover of the darkness Uncle Amasa -drew the eager children away.</p> - -<p>As they went up the hill together George remarked, "I'm glad she likes -onions; so do I."</p> - -<p>But Uncle Amasa drew his rough hand across his eyes, murmuring, in a -choked sort of voice: "Well I swan, if between them two sets o' -childern, them that gives 'n' them that takes, I don't feel putty small! -Yes, I do that, put-ty small!"</p> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<h2><a name="BITS_OF_ADVICE" id="BITS_OF_ADVICE">BITS OF ADVICE.</a></h2> - -<h3>BY AUNT MARJORIE PRECEPT.</h3> - -<h3>A TALK ABOUT SURPRISE PARTIES.</h3> - -<p>"What's this?" said I. "Let me put on my glasses, please," as a bevy of -nieces and nephews clustered around me, holding out square-shaped notes, -which bore a resemblance on the outside to invitations. Invitations they -were, to a surprise party at the residence of Miss Nellie E——, to be -held on an appointed evening. Four or five signatures in rather scrawly -hands were appended to them, and at the bottom of each billet I read a -mysterious word, as, for instance, on Cora's, the word Lemons; on -Kitty's, Sugar; on Rebecca's, Cake; and on Edwin's, Money. These were -the articles which, it was explained, the guests were to bring with them -to furnish the entertainment. Miss Nellie knew nothing about the honor -in store for her, although an elder sister, who had been consulted, "did -not object," said Alfred, "to our coming."</p> - -<p>"But," added honest little Mary, "she did not seem very glad to have -us."</p> - -<p>"Children," said I, "there are several objections to surprise parties. -People who wish to give parties usually prefer to name the time and -select their guests themselves. It may be very inconvenient to a little -girl's mother to have her house seized by a merry set of young folks, -who enter it for the purpose of having a good time. The parents who are -to provide lemon, sugar, and cake, or to supply the young gentlemen with -pocket-money, may not wish to have their money or their goods used in -that way. And, as a rule, gay evening parties, surprise or otherwise, -interfere seriously with school duties, and therefore are not precisely -the right things for boys and girls.</p> - -<p>"Still, if you must surprise any one, Aunt Marjorie would advise you to -politely decline these invitations, and look about for the poorest and -neediest person you can find. Take the sugar, the lemons, the bread, the -ham, and the little packets of pocket-money, put them safely in a -basket, and set them down at the door of the crippled girl, or the -lonely boy whose mother and father are dead. You will enjoy such a -surprise party for months after it is over."</p> - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_55" id="Page_55">[Pg 55]</a></span></p> - -<h2><a name="THE_FALL_OF_A_MOUNTAIN" id="THE_FALL_OF_A_MOUNTAIN">THE FALL OF A MOUNTAIN.</a></h2> - -<h3>BY DAVID KER.</h3> - -<p>Some seventy years ago an old man sat at the door of his cottage in the -Swiss village of Goldau enjoying the warmth of the summer sunshine, and -the view of the fresh green valley dappled here and there with dark -clumps of trees. All around the great purple mountains stood up against -the sky, as if keeping guard over the pretty little village in their -midst, with its tiny log-huts clustered beneath the shadow of the neat -white church, like chickens nestling under the wing of the mother hen.</p> - -<p>A big, florid, jolly-looking man came striding up the path, and held out -his hand to the old peasant, with a hearty "Good-day, Neighbor Kraus."</p> - -<p>"Good-day, Neighbor Schwartz. Fine weather to-day."</p> - -<p>"Beautiful. We'll have a famous harvest this year, please God."</p> - -<p>"I hope so, neighbor. Won't you sit down a minute? It's warm walking."</p> - -<p>"Thanks; I will. Holloa! what's the matter over yonder?"</p> - -<p>Right opposite them, five thousand feet overhead, towered the dark mass -of the Rossberg, the highest of the surrounding mountains. Just as -Schwartz spoke, its huge outline seemed to be agitated by a slight -tremulous motion, like the nodding of a plume of feathers.</p> - -<p>"Well, my friend, what are you staring at? Did you never see the trees -shaking in the wind before?"</p> - -<p>"Of course; but it seemed to me somehow as if it wasn't only the trees -that shook, but the whole mountain."</p> - -<p>"You're easily scared," chuckled the old man. "I suppose you're thinking -of the old saying that the Rossberg is to fall some day. Bah! they've -been saying so ever since I was a child, and it hasn't fallen yet."</p> - -<p>Schwartz laughed, and the two friends went on talking. But suddenly the -visitor started up with a look of unmistakable terror; and no wonder. -His spiked staff, which he had stuck carelessly into the ground beside -him when he sat down, was <i>moving to and fro of itself</i>!</p> - -<p>"Good gracious! do you see that, Father Kraus? And look at those birds -yonder, flying screaming away from the trees on the Rossberg! Something -is wrong, say what you will."</p> - -<p>At that moment Hans Godrel, the miller, came flying past, shouting: "Run -for your lives! The stream's dried up, and that always comes before an -earthquake or an avalanche. Run!"</p> - -<p>"Pooh! I'll have time to fill my pipe again," said old Kraus, coolly -producing his tobacco pouch.</p> - -<p>But Schwartz was too thoroughly frightened to wait another moment. Down -the hill he flew like a madman, and had barely got clear of the village -when the earth shook under his feet so violently as to throw him down. -He sprang up again just in time to see poor old Kraus's cottage vanish -in a whirl of dust like a bursting bubble.</p> - -<p>The next moment there came a terrific crash, followed by another so much -louder that it seemed to shake the very sky. In a moment all was dark as -night, and amid the gloom could be heard a medley of fearful sounds—the -rending of strong timbers, the hollow rumble of falling rocks and -gravel, the crash of wrecked buildings, the shrieks of the doomed -inmates, and the roar of angry waves from the lake below, as if all its -waters were breaking loose at once.</p> - -<p>The last house of the village, on the side farthest from the Rossberg, -was that of Antoine Sepel, the wood-cutter, who at the first alarm -snatched up two of his children, and made for the opposite hill-side, -calling to his wife to follow with the other two. But the youngest, -Marianne, a little girl of six, had just run back into the house, and -before her mother could reach her, the first crash came. The terrified -woman seized the other girl, and fled without looking behind her.</p> - -<p>But the old servant, Françoise, could think of her little favorite even -under the shadow of coming destruction. She darted into the house, and -had just caught the child in her arms, when the tremendous din of the -final crash told her that it was too late. In an instant the house was -lifted bodily from its place, and spun round like a top. The child was -torn from her clasp, and she felt herself thrown violently forward, the -strong timbers falling to pieces around her like a pack of cards. Still, -however, the brave woman struggled to free herself; but the weight that -kept her down defied her utmost strength. For her own safety she cared -little, although a violent pain in her head and a numbness along her -left arm told her that she was severely hurt. But where was the child?</p> - -<p>"Marianne!" cried she, in desperation.</p> - -<p>"Here I am," answered a tiny voice, seemingly not far from her. "I'm not -hurt a bit, only there's something holding me down; and I can see light -overhead quite plain. Won't they come and take us out soon?"</p> - -<p>"No, there's no hope of that," said the old woman, feebly; "this is the -day of doom for us all. Say your prayers, darling, and commend yourself -to God."</p> - -<p>And upward through the universal ruin, amid shattered rocks and uprooted -mountains, stole the child's clear sweet voice, praying the prayer that -she had learned at her mother's knee. It rose from that grim chaos of -destruction like Jonah's prayer from the depths of the sea, and like it -was heard and answered.</p> - -<p>How long the two prisoners remained pent up in that living grave they -could never have told; but all at once Marianne thought she heard a -voice calling her name, and held her breath to listen. Yes, she was not -mistaken; there <i>was</i> a voice calling to her, and it was the voice of -her father!</p> - -<p>Sepel, having seen his wife and the other three children placed in -safety far up the opposite hill-side, had hurried back to seek the -missing girl. But it was in vain that he looked for any trace of the -village or even of the valley itself. The green, sunny uplands, where -the laborers had been working and the children frolicking but a few -hours before, were now one hideous disorder of fallen rocks, bare -gravel, and black cindery dust, amid which he wandered at random, -calling despairingly upon his lost darling.</p> - -<p>But the answer came at last: a clear, musical call, which rose from a -shapeless heap of ruin that even he had failed to recognize as his -pretty little cottage. Hurrying to the spot, he began to tear away the -rubbish with the strength of a giant, and speedily drew forth the child -<i>unhurt</i>, the falling timbers, as if by miracle, having formed a kind of -arch over her, completely protecting her from injury.</p> - -<p>Brave old Françoise had been less fortunate. Her left arm was so badly -hurt that she never recovered the use of it, and to the end of her life -she was always timid and nervous from the effects of that terrible -night. But, compared with the rest of the ill-fated villagers, she might -well esteem herself fortunate. Four-fifths of them were killed on the -spot, many more crippled for life, and those who escaped found -themselves reduced to absolute beggary. Of Goldau itself nothing -remained but the bell of its steeple, which was found more than a mile -away. The lower end of Lake Lowertz, farther down the valley, was -completely choked up by the falling rocks; and the water thus dislodged -rushed in a mighty wave seventy feet high over the island in the centre, -sweeping away every living thing upon it. The once happy and beautiful -valley is still a frightful desert, and here and there among the -surrounding hills you may find some white-haired grandfather who himself -witnessed the calamity and will tell you, in his quaint mountain speech, -how the Rossberg fell upon Goldau.</p> - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_56" id="Page_56">[Pg 56]</a></span></p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> -<img src="images/ill_006.jpg" width="600" height="452" alt="" /> -<span class="caption">AN UNEXPECTED THANKSGIVING DINNER.</span> -</div> - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<h2><a name="PEOPLE_WE_HEAR_ABOUT" id="PEOPLE_WE_HEAR_ABOUT">PEOPLE WE HEAR ABOUT.</a></h2> - -<h3>I.—ARTHUR SULLIVAN.</h3> - -<p>There is hardly a boy or girl in this country who does not know some of -the tunes in <i>Pinafore</i> by heart—few, indeed, among our readers who -have not heard the opera—and all will be interested in hearing -something about the composer of that delightful music.</p> - -<p>Arthur Sullivan is a bright-eyed, dark-haired man thirty-seven years of -age. When quite a little fellow he was a choir-boy in the chapel of St. -James's Palace in London, and at thirteen years he had made such -progress in musical studies that he composed an anthem that was sung in -the chapel before the Queen. On this occasion, he relates, with a merry -twinkle in his eyes, the Bishop of London patted him on the head, and -gave him ten shillings. At the age of fourteen, Arthur Sullivan won the -Mendelssohn Scholarship in the Royal Academy of Music, being the -youngest of those who tried for it, and was sent to Leipsic, in Germany, -to study under the most famous musicians of the time.</p> - -<p>Strange though it may seem, the name of the composer of <i>Pinafore</i> first -became known by a sacred oratorio, called the <i>Prodigal Son</i>. Since that -time Mr. Sullivan has written other oratorios, as well as a great many -songs that are sung everywhere; and there is hardly a hymn-book that -does not contain several hymns by this same great musician. The composer -of <i>Pinafore</i> has followed up his success in that opera with two others -(also commencing with a P), the <i>Pirates of Penzance</i> and <i>Patience</i>, -and it is said that he is already at work upon yet another one.</p> - -<p>It may be said that comic operas are very light work for a great -musician to devote himself to; but those which Arthur Sullivan has -composed are the best of their kind, and the man who makes people -glad-hearted does as much good as he who makes them wise.</p> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 541px;"> -<img src="images/ill_007.jpg" width="541" height="700" alt="" /> -<span class="caption">THE PLEASURES OF NUTTING-TIME.</span> -</div> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<h2><a name="MICE_AS_PETS" id="MICE_AS_PETS">MICE AS PETS.</a></h2> - -<p>There is one kind of pets, and a very amusing kind they are too, which -every boy can have simply by setting a trap, and no one will object to -the snaring of them, or speak of the cruelty of depriving them of their -liberty. These pets are little bright-eyed, long-tailed mice, which can -be induced to display quite as much affection as any other pet, and -which are wonderfully interesting whether at play or at work.</p> - -<p>Mice are not difficult to tame; they show great fondness for the one -who feeds them, and if their cage be properly cared for, are as cleanly -pets as one could wish to have.</p> - -<p>To deprive mice of their liberty hardly seems cruel, since they are so -mischievous and destructive, and the boy who makes pets of them, -provided he catches them at home, takes away just so many provoking bits -of mischief from his mother's pantry, which is much better than to snare -birds or squirrels.</p> - -<p>Mice will live and breed in a cage, and be quite as happy as when -enjoying their liberty, for they are accustomed to make a home of such -tiny places that they do not suffer in confinement, as pets do who find -their greatest pleasure in roaming.</p> - -<p>It is possible to buy white mice at any bird-fancier's, but there are -reasons why it is better to have at least half your pets of the ordinary -house mice rather than to have<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_57" id="Page_57">[Pg 57]</a></span> them all white. One is that your mother -will look with more favor upon your mouse pet if it is one the less from -the number that annoy her.</p> - -<p>There is hardly any necessity of telling a boy how to set a mouse-trap, -and in almost every house his labor will be very quickly rewarded with -as many as he can care for.</p> - -<p>But once the industrious little fellows are caught and caged, do not -make the cruel mistake of thinking because they are only mice they do -not need any care. As long as they were in the walls, or under the -floors, they could take care of themselves, for they knew to the -fraction of an inch on which particular portion of the shelf the cheese -was placed, and exactly how to get at the bread. But when they have been -deprived of their liberty, it becomes the duty of their captor to see -that they want for nothing. What is true of any pet is equally true of -mice; they are entitled to all the care and attention they need as soon -as they are deprived of the power to care for themselves.</p> - -<p>If one wants to have very tame mice, so<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_58" id="Page_58">[Pg 58]</a></span> tame that they can be taught to -come out of their cage at the word of command, and return to it when the -play is over, he should catch young ones, and put them in a cage with -wire front and solid back and sides.</p> - -<p>Almost any kind of a hard-wood box, not less than twelve inches long and -wide, and eight inches high, can be made into a good cage by running -wires about the size of an ordinary knitting-needle up and down the -front, about a quarter of an inch apart. Then cut a small sliding door -at one side, and have the back made to slide up and down for purposes of -cleanliness. If at one end a small run-around, made of stout wire set -very closely together, be placed, the pets will have such a home as they -will be perfectly contented and happy in.</p> - -<p>At one corner of the cage should be some rags for a nest, and unless -there are little ones in it, this nest must be removed at least once -each week. The entire cage should be washed quite as often, and every -care must be taken to keep it sweet and clean. Dry sand or sawdust is a -good thing to scatter over the floor of the house, as it can then be -cleaned readily by simply scraping the old sand out and pouring in -fresh.</p> - -<p>Mice when at liberty are great builders, and have many curious ways of -providing snug quarters for their young. In one instance a number of -empty bottles had been stowed away upon a shelf, and among them was -found one which was tenanted by a mouse. The little creature had -considered that the bottle would afford a suitable home for her young, -and had therefore conveyed into it a quantity of bedding which she made -into a nest. The bottle was filled with the nest, and the eccentric -architect had taken the precaution to leave a round hole corresponding -to the neck of the bottle. In this remarkable domicile the young were -placed; and it is a fact worthy of notice that no attempt had been made -to shut out the light. Nothing would have been easier than to have -formed the cavity at the under side, so that the soft materials of the -nest would exclude the light; but the mouse had simply formed a -comfortable hollow for her young, and therein she had placed them.</p> - -<p>The rapidity with which a mouse can make a nest is somewhat surprising. -Some few years ago, in a farmer's house, a loaf of newly baked bread was -placed upon a shelf, according to custom. Next day a hole was observed -in the loaf; and when it was cut open a mouse and her nest were -discovered within, the latter being made of paper. On examination, the -material of the habitation was found to have been obtained from a -copy-book, which had been torn into shreds and arranged in the form of a -nest. Within this curious home were nine new-born mice. Thus in the -space of thirty-six hours at most the loaf must have cooled, the -interior been excavated, the book found and cut into suitable pieces, -the nest made, and the young brought into the world.</p> - -<p>If you have started your mouse menagerie with young mice, they should be -given a soft warm nest, and fed on bread and milk until they are grown, -when almost anything may be given them. Water should always be provided -for them, and the dish in which it is kept must be shallow, or they may -drown themselves.</p> - -<p>If you whistle or make some peculiar noise when you feed them, they will -soon learn to associate the sound with the pleasure of eating, and come -out of their nest at the summons. To make them eat from the hand, -exclude cheese from their bill of fare several days, and then hold a bit -that is toasted where they can get it. The temptation will be so strong -that at the second trial they will take it from their master, and after -that they will eat from his hand very readily.</p> - -<p>Young mice are great acrobats, and the antics of the little climbers and -leapers are very amusing when they have space sufficient in which to -display their skill.</p> - -<p>Several instances are recorded of mice that made musical sounds -something like a soft low warble, and it has been thought by some that -this musical power might be cultivated so that they really could become -singing mice! But this is open to very many doubts, their vocal organs -being so entirely different from birds.</p> - -<p>The most reasonable supposition is that the mice that are reported as -having sung were affected with some disease in the lungs or -air-passages, which caused the piping noise called music.</p> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<h2><a name="THE_TALKING_LEAVES" id="THE_TALKING_LEAVES"></a>THE TALKING LEAVES.<a name="FNanchor_1_1" id="FNanchor_1_1"></a><a href="#Footnote_1_1" class="fnanchor">[1]</a></h2> - -<h4>An Indian Story.</h4> - -<h3>BY WILLIAM O. STODDARD.</h3> - -<h3><span class="smcap">Chapter VIII</span>.</h3> - -<div class="figleft" style="width: 200px;"> -<img src="images/ill_008.jpg" width="200" height="200" alt="Drop Cap A" /> -</div> - -<p>refusal to go out with the hunters was a strange thing to come from Red -Wolf. No other young brave in that band of Apaches had a better -reputation for killing deer and buffaloes. It was a common saying among -the older squaws that when he came to have a lodge of his own "there -would always be plenty of meat in it." He was not, therefore, "a lazy -Indian," and it was something he had on his mind that kept him in the -camp that day. It had also made him beckon to Ni-ha-be, and look very -hard after Rita when she hurried away toward the bushes with her three -magazines of "talking leaves." Red Wolf was curious. He hardly liked to -say as much to a squaw, even such a young squaw as Ni-ha-be, and his own -sister, but he had some questions to ask her nevertheless.</p> - -<p>He might have asked some of them of his father, but the great war chief -of that band of Apaches was now busily watching Dolores and her -saucepan, and everybody knew better than to speak to him just before -supper. Ni-ha-be saw at a glance what was the matter with her haughty -brother, and she was glad enough to tell him all there was to know of -how and where the talking leaves had been found.</p> - -<p>"Did they speak to you?"</p> - -<p>"No; but I saw pictures."</p> - -<p>"Pictures of what?"</p> - -<p>"Mountains, big lodges, trees, braves, pale-face squaws, pappooses, -white men's bears, and pictures that lied. Not like anything."</p> - -<p>"Ugh! Bad medicine. Talk too much. So blue-coat soldier throw them -away."</p> - -<p>"They talk to Rita."</p> - -<p>"What say to her?"</p> - -<p>"I don't know. She'll tell me. She'll tell you if you ask her."</p> - -<p>"Ugh! No. Red Wolf is a warrior. Not want any squaw talk about pictures. -You ask Rita some things?"</p> - -<p>"What things?"</p> - -<p>"Make the talking leaves tell where all blue-coat soldiers go. All that -camped here. Know then whether we follow 'em."</p> - -<p>"Maybe they won't tell."</p> - -<p>"Burn some. The rest talk then. White man's leaves not want to tell -about white man. Rita must make them talk. Old braves in camp say they -know. Many times<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_59" id="Page_59">[Pg 59]</a></span> the talking leaves tell the pale-faces all about -Indians. I Tell where go. Tell what do. Tell how to find and kill. Bad -medicine."</p> - -<p>The "old braves" of many an Indian band have puzzled their heads over -the white man's way of learning things and sending messages to a -distance, and Red Wolf's ideas had nothing unusual in them. If the -talking leaves could say anything at all, they could be made to tell a -chief and his warriors the precise things they wanted to know.</p> - -<p>Ni-ha-be's talk with her brother lasted until he pointed to the camp -fire, where Many Bears was resting after his first attack upon the -results of Mother Dolores's cookery.</p> - -<p>"Great chief eat. Good time talk to him. Go now."</p> - -<p>There was no intentional lack of politeness in the sharp, overbearing -tone of Red Wolf. It was only the ordinary manner of a warrior speaking -to a squaw. It would therefore have been very absurd for Ni-ha-be to get -out of temper about it; but her manner and the toss of her head as she -turned away were decidedly wanting in the submissive meekness to be -expected of her age and sex.</p> - -<p>"It won't be long before I have a lodge of my own," she said, -positively. "I'll have Rita come and live with me. Red Wolf shall not -make her burn the talking leaves. Maybe she can make them talk to me. My -eyes are better than hers. She's nothing but a pale-face, if she did get -brought into my father's lodge."</p> - -<p>A proud-spirited maiden was Ni-ha-be, and one who wanted a little more -of "her own way" than she could have under the iron rule of her great -father and the watchful eyes of Mother Dolores.</p> - -<p>"I'll go to the bushes and see Rita. Our supper won't be ready yet for a -good while."</p> - -<p>It would be at least an hour, but Ni-ha-be had never seen a clock in her -life, and knew nothing at all about "hours." There is no word for such a -thing in the Apache language.</p> - -<p>She was as light of foot as an antelope, and her moccasins hardly made a -sound upon the grass as she parted the bushes and looked in upon Rita's -hiding-place.</p> - -<p>"Weeping? The talking leaves have been scolding her. I will burn them. -They shall not say things to make her cry."</p> - -<p>In a moment more her arms were around the neck of her adopted sister. It -was plain enough that the two girls loved each other dearly.</p> - -<p>"Rita, what is the matter? Have they said strong words to you?"</p> - -<p>"No, Ni-ha-be; good words, all of them. Only I can not understand them -all."</p> - -<p>"Tell me some. See if I can understand them. I am the daughter of a -great chief."</p> - -<p>Ni-ha-be did not know how very little help the wealth of a girl's father -can give her in a quarrel with her school-books. But just such ideas as -hers have filled the silly heads of countless young white people of both -sexes.</p> - -<p>"I can tell you some of it."</p> - -<p>"Tell me what made you cry."</p> - -<p>"I can't find my father. He is not here. Not in any of them."</p> - -<p>"You don't need him now. He was only a pale-face. Many Bears is a great -chief. He is your father now."</p> - -<p>Something seemed to tell Rita that she would not be wise to arouse her -friend's national jealousy. It was better to turn to some of the -pictures, and try to explain them. Very funny explanations she gave, -too, but she at least knew more than Ni-ha-be, and the latter listened -seriously enough.</p> - -<p>"Rita, was there ever such a mule as that?—one that could carry a pack -under his skin?"</p> - -<p>It was Rita's turn now to be proud, for that was one of the pictures she -had been able to understand. She had even read enough to be able to tell -Ni-ha-be a good deal about a camel.</p> - -<p>It was deeply interesting, but the Apache maiden suddenly turned from -the page to exclaim,</p> - -<p>"Rita, Red Wolf says the talking leaves must tell you about the -blue-coat soldiers or he will burn them up."</p> - -<p>"I'm going to keep them."</p> - -<p>"I won't let him touch them."</p> - -<p>"But, Ni-ha-be, they do tell about the soldiers. Look here."</p> - -<p>She picked up another of the magazines, and turned over a few leaves.</p> - -<p>"There they are. All mounted and ready to march."</p> - -<p>Sure enough, there was a fine wood-cut of a party of cavalry moving out -of camp with wagons.</p> - -<p>Over went the page, and there was another picture.</p> - -<p>Ten times as many cavalry on the march, followed by an artillery force -with cannon.</p> - -<p>"Oh, Rita! Father must see that."</p> - -<p>"Of course he must; but that is not all."</p> - -<p>Another leaf was turned, and there was a view of a number of Indian -chiefs in council at a fort, with a strong force of both cavalry and -infantry drawn up around them.</p> - -<p>Rita had not read the printed matter on any of those pages, and did not -know that it was only an illustrated description of campaigning and -treaty-making on the Western plains. She was quite ready to agree with -Ni-ha-be that Many Bears ought to hear at once what the talking leaves -had to say about so very important a matter.</p> - -<p>It was a good time to see him now, for he was no longer very hungry, and -word had come in from the hunters that they were having good success. A -fine prospect of a second supper, better than the first, was just the -thing to make the mighty chief good-tempered, and he was chatting cozily -with some of his "old braves" when Rita and Ni-ha-be drew near.</p> - -<p>They beckoned to Red Wolf first.</p> - -<p>"The talking leaves have told Rita all you wanted them to. She must -speak to father."</p> - -<p>Red Wolf's curiosity was strong enough to make him arrange for that at -once, and even Many Bears himself let his face relax into a grim smile -as the two girls came timidly nearer the circle of warriors.</p> - -<p>After all, they were the pets and favorites of the chief; they were -young and pretty, and so long as they did not presume to know more than -warriors and counsellors they might be listened to. Besides, there were -the talking leaves, and Rita's white blood, bad as it was for her, might -be of some use in such a matter.</p> - -<p>"Ugh!"</p> - -<div class="figleft" style="width: 326px;"> -<img src="images/ill_009.jpg" width="326" height="400" alt="" /> -<span class="caption">"MANY BEARS LOOKED AT THE PICTURE."</span> -</div> - -<p>Many Bears looked at the picture of the cavalry squad with a sudden -start. "No lie this time. Camp right here. Just so many blue-coats. Just -so many wagons. Good. Now where go?"</p> - -<p>Rita turned the leaf, and her Indian father was yet more deeply -interested.</p> - -<p>"Ugh! More blue-coats. Great many. No use follow. Get all killed. Big -guns. Indians no like 'em. Ugh!"</p> - -<p>If the cavalry expedition was on its way to join a larger force, it -would indeed be of no use to follow it, and Many Bears was a cautious -leader as well as a brave one.</p> - -<p>Rita's news was not yet all given, however, and when the eyes of the -chief fell upon the picture of the "treaty-making" he sprang to his -feet.</p> - -<p>"Ugh! Big talk come. Big presents. Other Apaches all know—all be -there—all get blanket, gun, tobacco, new axe. Nobody send us word, -because we off on hunt beyond the mountains. Now we know, we march right -along. Rest horse, kill game, then ride. Not lose our share of -presents."</p> - -<p>Rita could not have told him his mistake, and even if she had known it, -she would have been puzzled to explain away the message of the talking -leaves.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_60" id="Page_60">[Pg 60]</a></span></p> - -<p>Did not every brave in the band know that that first picture told the -truth about the cavalry? Why, then, should they doubt the correctness of -the rest of it?</p> - -<p>No; a treaty there was to be, and presents were to come from the red -man's "great father at Washington," and that band of Apaches must manage -to be on hand and secure all that belonged to it, and as much more as -possible.</p> - -<p>Red Wolf had nothing more to say about burning up leaves which had -talked so well, and his manner toward Rita was almost respectful as he -led her and Ni-ha-be away from the group of great men that was now -gathering around the chief. Red Wolf was too young a brave to have any -business to remain while gray heads were in council. A chief would -almost as soon take advice from a squaw as from a "boy."</p> - -<p>Mother Dolores had heard nothing of all this, but her eyes had not -missed the slightest thing. She had even permitted a large slice of deer -meat to burn to a crisp in her eager curiosity.</p> - -<p>"What did they say to the chief?" was her first question to Rita.</p> - -<p>But Ni-ha-be answered her with: "Ask the warriors. If we talk too much, -we shall get into trouble."</p> - -<p>"You must tell me."</p> - -<p>"Not until after supper. Rita, don't let's tell her a word unless she -cooks for us and gives us all we want. She made us get our own supper -last night."</p> - -<p>"You came late. I did not tell your father. I gave you enough. I am very -good to you."</p> - -<p>"No," said Rita; "sometimes you are cross, and we don't get enough to -eat. Now you shall cook us some corn-bread and some fresh meat. I am -tired of dried buffalo: it is tough."</p> - -<p>The curiosity of Dolores was getting hotter and hotter, and she thought -again of the wonderful leaf which had spoken to her. She wanted to ask -Rita questions about that too, and she had learned by experience that -there was more to be obtained from her willful young friends by coaxing -than in any other way.</p> - -<p>"I will get your supper now, while the chiefs are talking. It shall be a -good supper—good enough for Many Bears. Then you shall tell me all I -ask."</p> - -<p>"Of course I will," said Rita.</p> - -<p>A fine fat deer had been deposited near that camp fire by one of the -first hunters that had returned, and Mother Dolores was free to cut and -carve from it, but her first attempt at a supper for the girls did not -succeed very well. It was not on account of any fault of hers, however, -or because the venison steak she cut and spread upon the coals, while -her corn-bread was frying, did not broil beautifully.</p> - -<p>No; the temporary disappointment of Ni-ha-be and Rita was not the fault -of Mother Dolores. Their mighty father was sitting where the odor of -that cookery blew down upon him, and it made him hungry again before the -steak was done. He called Red Wolf to help him, for the other braves -were departing to their own camp fires, and in a minute or so more there -was little left of the supper intended for the two young squaws. Dolores -patiently cut and began to broil another slice, but that was Red Wolf's -first supper, and it was the third slice which found its way into the -lodge, after all.</p> - -<p>The strange part of it was that not even Ni-ha-be dreamed of -complaining. It was according to custom.</p> - -<p>There was plenty of time to eat supper after it came, for Dolores was -compelled to look out for her own. She would not have allowed any other -squaw to cook for her, any more than she herself would have condescended -to fry a cake for any one below the rank of her own husband and his -family.</p> - -<p>Mere common braves and their squaws could take care of themselves, and -it was of small consequence to Dolores whether they had anything to eat -or not. There is more "aristocracy" among the wild red men than anywhere -else, and they have plenty of white imitators who should know better.</p> - -<h4>[<span class="smcap">to be continued</span>.]</h4> - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_61" id="Page_61">[Pg 61]</a></span></p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 362px;"> -<img src="images/ill_010.jpg" width="362" height="400" alt="" /> -<span class="caption">HAPPY AS A KING—"PAPERS ALL SOLD."</span> -</div> - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<h2><a name="SHADOW_PANTOMIMES" id="SHADOW_PANTOMIMES">SHADOW PANTOMIMES.</a></h2> - -<p>What are the boys and girls going to do Thanksgiving night when dinner -is over, the nuts and raisins all gone, the last sugar-plum eaten, and -it isn't yet time to go to bed? Suppose they try Shadow Pantomimes.</p> - -<p>Draw a white screen across the parlor, hanging down to the floor, darken -the part of the room where the audience are, and place one strong light -at the extreme end, behind the stage, so that the shadows of the actors -will be thrown on the screen when they pass or stand behind it. The -subjects have to be guessed by the audience. A Shadow Pantomime has the -advantage that all sorts of contrivances can be used, and the appearance -of the players disguised, so that the lookers-on will soon want to see -what is at the other side of the screen, where the sight of card-board -cats and donkeys and paper noses and chins would be a sad disillusion. -The player should in general keep near the screen, but never touch or -shake it; and as there is no scenery except such shadows as bushes or -fences, no scene is announced, but all has to be guessed from the action -of the figures. The subjects should, of course, be easy to guess, as the -audience enjoys better what is recognized quickly. We suggest to -ingenious shadow-makers as possible subjects: <i>Cinderella</i>—the child -and the godmother, the dance, the fitting of the shoe. <i>The Lion and the -Unicorn</i>—the lion's mane and tail and the unicorn's horn being the -chief distinctions, and the crown being represented on a pole in the -middle while they fight; afterward the representation of the last lines -are easy: "Some gave them white bread, and some gave them brown; some -gave them plum-cake, and drummed them out of town." <i>Punch and Judy</i>, -with Judy's large cap and Punch's hump, pointed cap, and long nose and -chin, and of course a Toby, well cut out of mill-board or card-board. -<i>The House that Jack built</i>, with a constant show of the objects in -succession, some of them only cut models, held at a distance from the -screen so as to enlarge the shadows: this would be necessary, for -instance, in showing the house with its bright windows, and it is well -for such subjects to draw a curtain across the lower part of the stage, -and place a screen at each side, so as to leave only a small square of -light for exhibiting the shadows, while the hands are hidden behind the -screens. <i>Sing a Song of Sixpence</i>, the pie being the shadow of a packed -clothes-basket, the king and queen wearing crowns, and the blackbird of -the last verses being swung on the end of a thread so as to hit off a -paper nose.</p> - -<p>Most of the nursery rhymes admit of being shown in shadows, and also -such ballads as the "Mistletoe Bough." There may be, for a change at the -end, a few shadow charades, such as Snow-ball, Cox-comb, Asterisk -(ass-tea-risk), Ring-let, Cat-as-(ass)-trophy, etc., done quickly and -guessed easily.</p> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 348px;"><a name="KING_HAZELNUT" id="KING_HAZELNUT"></a> -<img src="images/ill_011.jpg" width="348" height="400" alt="" /> -</div> - -<h2>KING HAZELNUT</h2> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 18em;">King Hazelnut, of Weisnichtwo,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 19em;">A jolly King was he,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 18em;">And all his subjects, high and low,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 19em;">Were happy as could be.</span><br /> -<br /> -<span style="margin-left: 18em;">They feasted every day on pie</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 19em;">And pudding and plum-cake,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 18em;">And never broke the law—for why?—</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 19em;">There was no law to break.</span><br /> -<br /> -<span style="margin-left: 18em;">Oh, jolly was King Hazelnut,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 19em;">Especially at noon;</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 18em;">Then many a caper he would cut,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 19em;">And hum a merry tune.</span><br /> -<br /> -<span style="margin-left: 18em;">And from his golden throne he'd hop,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 19em;">And fling his sceptre down,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 18em;">And on the table, like a top,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 19em;">Would spin his golden crown.</span><br /> -<br /> -<span style="margin-left: 18em;">Then he would slap his sides and sing</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 19em;">Unto his serving-man,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 18em;">"That rolly-poly pudding bring</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 19em;">As lively as you can."</span><br /> -</p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 386px;"> -<img src="images/ill_012.jpg" width="386" height="400" alt="" /> -</div> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_62" id="Page_62">[Pg 62]</a></span></p> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"><a name="OUR_POST_OFFICE_BOX" id="OUR_POST_OFFICE_BOX"></a> -<img src="images/ill_013.jpg" width="600" height="257" alt="OUR POST-OFFICE BOX" /> -<span class="caption">.</span> -</div> - -<p>A HAPPY THANKSGIVING and a splendid time to all our boys and girls!</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 23em;"><span class="smcap">Glencoe, Louisiana</span>.</span><br /> -</p> - -<blockquote> - -<p>Viola E. would perhaps find the names most familiar to your young -Creole subscribers in Louisiana as unaccustomed as are those of -which she writes to the ears of children outside of Virginia. In -this house the young girl to whom <span class="smcap">Young People</span> is addressed was -christened Elmire, but is known only by her <i>petit nom</i> of -"Fillette." Her mother's name is Gracieuse—is it not musical? An -impish little ebon-hued maid in the yard is Mariquite. Another, -with gleaming ivories, is Yélie. A cousin who comes often, and is -nearly old enough to cast his vote, is yet "Bébé," despite his -sponsors having called him Édouard. And "Guisson," his brother, who -would guess his name to be Émile?</p> - -<p>A little knowledge of creole interiors would correct the ideas so -prevalent as to creole indolence. Away down here, on a sluggish -little bayou that makes its way through the plantation to the -not-far-distant Gulf, these young girls, though not perhaps -speaking so good English as their Virginia sisters of Anglo-Saxon -extraction, having learned it rather from the lips of negro -servants than from their parents, are, at any rate, their peers in -womanly accomplishments, if practical knowledge of the details of a -<i>ménage</i> constitutes such—the ability to wash, starch, iron, -straighten a room, make a gumbo, mix a cake and bake it, etc. The -very neatly made calico dresses they wear are their own handiwork. -After five hours spent in the school-room with their -<i>institutrice</i>, and the required time given to the practice of -their piano, one of them is amusing herself by making a quantity of -under-clothing for a beloved little <i>filleule</i>. A <i>basse-cour</i> of -about six hundred turkeys, ducks, and chickens is cared for almost -wholly by the two girls and their mother. Domestic virtues these, -worthy even of Yankee girls, are they not? Just as much, though, as -Yankee girls or as Virginia girls do these young Louisianians claim -their heritage as Americans and their place among your "Young -People."</p></blockquote> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 23em;"><span class="smcap">L'Institutrice</span>.</span><br /> -</p> - -<p>We have read this letter with great pleasure, and now we would like to -hear from somebody about our Western girls; and the New England girls -too will find a corner waiting if they choose to write.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 23em;"><span class="smcap">Harper, Iowa</span>.</span><br /> -</p> - -<blockquote> - -<p>I can now read all the long stories in <span class="smcap">Young People</span>. I liked "Tim -and Tip" very much, and think the bear hunt was quite funny. I had -a pair of white doves given me as a present. One of them, in trying -to fly through the screen door, broke its neck, and the other flew -away with some wild ones. So I lost my pets, and was very sorry. I -am sorry for Jimmy Brown. He makes me think of myself sometimes. My -sister teaches piano music. My two brothers play in the Cornet -Band, and I am learning music; so we have plenty of music. We all -go to school.</p></blockquote> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 23em;"><span class="smcap">Harper R</span>.</span><br /> -</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 23em;"><span class="smcap">Manhattan, Kansas</span>.</span><br /> -</p> - -<blockquote> - -<p>I have three brothers and two sisters. This summer we all went to -New Mexico. We stopped at Las Vegas, and saw the Hot Springs, and -the water in the springs was so hot that we could not hold our -hands in it. And we stopped over Sunday at Santa Fe, and saw the -Corpus Christi procession. We saw a horned toad that ran as fast as -a horse. We brought back two donkeys, and mine threw me off, and -broke my two front teeth. Uncle Henry gave us some saddles. Our -baby is only two months old, and has red hair. I liked "Toby Tyler" -best of any. I am nine years old. My name is</p></blockquote> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 23em;"><span class="smcap">Maggie P</span>.</span><br /> -</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<h4>ROSA MAYFIELD'S LOSS.</h4> - -<blockquote> - -<p>Let me introduce my readers to a bright, sunny-haired girl who on a -pleasant morning in July is playing in a large garden. She first -sits down in a pretty little arbor, and sews for a short time; then -she puts her work away, and goes to plant some seed which old -James, the gardener, has given her. Suddenly she hears some one -calling to her from the house.</p> - -<p>"Rosa! Rosa! come here a minute, my child."</p> - -<p>"Yes, mamma," said Rosa; "I will come as soon as I have put away my -tools."</p> - -<p>When she reached the sitting-room, her mamma was not there, but on -running to the bedroom, she found her, all dressed to go out, and -putting on her gloves. As soon as she saw Rosa, she said: "Would -you like to go to the cattle show with me, dear, and then go to -your cousins, in the country for tea? The carriage will be round -presently."</p> - -<p>"Oh yes, indeed I should, mamma," said the little girl, as she -skipped away to nurse to be dressed.</p> - -<p>"Oh, you darling mamma," said Rosa, as she settled herself in the -carriage beside her mother. "I always enjoy going to tea with May -and Clara Haliburton so much! and I have never been to a cattle -show;" and here she clapped her hands and laughed so loud that her -mother had to tell her to be quiet, as the passers-by would think -she must be a very badly behaved little girl.</p> - -<p>At last, they reached the cattle show. Then they got out of the -carriage, and went inside. There they saw dogs, cats, rabbits, and -all sorts of animals. Rosa was greatly delighted with a beautiful -white rabbit with pink eyes.</p> - -<p>After they had seen enough, they drove to the rectory, where the -Haliburtons lived. After Rosa had said good-afternoon to her aunt, -May and Clara took her to see the chickens and rabbits, the donkey, -and all their other pets. Never had she spent such a delightful -afternoon, and was very sorry when the tea bell rang, and they had -to go in. But what a tea they had! Muffins, cakes, and preserves of -all sorts, and such delicious fresh bread and butter, and new milk -from her uncle's farm. At a quarter to nine the carriage came to -take them home, and they had to say good-by.</p> - -<p>Rosa was so tired that she fell asleep in her mamma's arms, and -never woke till the next morning, when she found herself in her own -little bed.</p> - -<p>In Mrs. Mayfield's room some parcels are waiting, addressed to Miss -R. Mayfield, one large, and the others small; and as it is Rosa's -birthday, she is to open them herself. All the small ones are -opened. In one she finds a gold brooch from her mamma; in another -is a prayer-book from her father; in the others are presents from -all her little friends. At last she unties the string and draws off -the paper of the large parcel, and gives one scream of delight as -she sees in a beautiful lined basket the little rabbit she saw at -the cattle show. The lady to whom it belonged, being a friend of -Mrs. Mayfield, had heard Rosa saying she would like to have it, and -had sent it to her. Rosa ran off with her new pet to feed it, and -after showing it to everybody she took it into the garden and put -it into a cage close by her arbor, in a sunny corner, where she -could always see it. She kept it carefully for three months; but on -going to feed it one morning, with her hands full of lettuce leaves -and clover, she found her pet was gone. A cruel cat had come every -day and watched her feeding her rabbit, and at last, seeing her -just pull the door to, and not lock it, had seized the opportunity, -and had carried off her pet.</p> - -<p>Poor little Rosa cried herself to sleep that night, and for many -nights after, and never loved any of the pets her mamma gave her as -she had loved her little white rabbit.</p></blockquote> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 23em;"><span class="smcap">Gussie Tobias</span> (aged 10 years),</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 23em;">Liverpool, England.</span><br /> -</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 23em;"><span class="smcap">Okahumpka, Florida</span>.</span><br /> -</p> - -<blockquote> - -<p>I am a little girl ten years old, and live away down in South -Florida, where the sun is always bright and the trees always green. -In our quiet little home there are only mamma, Addie, and I. Our -dear father is dead. Sister Addie is six years old. We have no -school, church, nor Sunday-school. Mamma gives us our lessons daily -at home, and a kind English gentleman gives me music lessons. We do -not know who sends us the <span class="smcap">Young People</span>, but hope our kind unknown -friend will see this letter, and learn how much we enjoy the gift -and appreciate the kindness. I am suffering from sore eyes, and not -allowed to read or write, so mamma is writing for me; but when I -get well I will write myself, and tell about our pets and other -things.</p></blockquote> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 23em;"><span class="smcap">Rosa M. J</span>.</span><br /> -</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 23em;"><span class="smcap">Scandia, Kansas</span>.</span><br /> -</p> - -<blockquote> - -<p>I have been taking your paper almost a year, and like it very much. -It was papa's Christmas present to me, so I thought I would write -you a letter. I have a pet hen. I call her Brownie. She is getting -old now. She answers me in hen language when I take her up and talk -to her. I have a canary-bird. I call him Dickey. He is just -learning to sing.</p></blockquote> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 23em;"><span class="smcap">Laura H</span>.</span><br /> -</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 23em;"><span class="smcap">Harlem, New York</span>.</span><br /> -</p> - -<blockquote> - -<p>I have had my cat Till seven years. We think he is a very wise cat, -for he sits upon his hind-legs and begs. When I go down stairs in -the morning, if I say, "Good-morning, Till," he will shake hands -with me. He is a very dainty cat. He will not eat roast beef unless -it is very rare, and he does not care at all for the heads of -chickens and turkeys; but he loves cheese and crackers, and will -eat all the cake I will give him. I am eleven years old.</p></blockquote> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 23em;"><span class="smcap">Mabel M. S</span>.</span><br /> -</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 23em;"><span class="smcap">Milwaukee, Wisconsin</span>.</span><br /> -</p> - -<blockquote> - -<p>I have a great many dolls, and a large doll house in the -conservatory, which I enjoy very much, so I thought you would be -pleased to have a letter from me. Mrs. Love Lee and her ten -children live in the large doll house, which is a little taller -than I am. I am six. The babies Faith, Hope, and Love are triplets. -I wish we had three live babies. Cozy has two kittens. Cozy is my -cat. Arthur and Arabella are twins, about in the middle. Blanche is -the young lady, and Fifine the big school-girl. Rosebud is only six -inches tall, and her eyes open and shut, and she moves her head and -arms and legs. Daffodil is just the same, only smaller, and Joe is -the little boy. Ida takes care of the children in the nursery. -Dinah is the cook. She is colored very much. Chechon sets the -table, and keeps the dining-room in order. Chechon is a Chinese. -The twins have a very nice cabinet of shells and stones. I gave -them some out of mine. Each of the children have something to do to -help their mamma, just, as I do.</p> - -<p>I go to Kindergarten, and once a week I speak a little piece out of -<i>Baby-Land</i>, or <i>St. Nicholas</i>, or <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span>, or <i>The -Nursery</i>. I can say all of "The Cat, the Parrot, and the Monkey." -It is just at the end of my bound <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span>. It is -called "Filbert." That is the best story I know. I like "The Story -of a Parrot," too, but it would have been better if some one had -carried him home at last. Papa says he don't see why I like that -story so well, but he reads it to me 'most every Sunday. He likes -"Toby Tyler" a great deal better, or even "Tim and Tip." They are -pretty good too. I don't like story boys as well as I do story -animals. I like live animals too. Dogs and cats are never afraid of -me, but will come right to me in the street or anywhere. I found a -little mud-turtle at Minnehaha Falls, and brought it to papa and -mamma by its tail, and it played with me a little while, and then I -carried it back to its cave at the side of the path down the gully.</p> - -<p>This fall I caught a live star-fish, when the tide was coming in, -down on the beach at Portland, Maine, and we brought it home to put -in my cabinet when it gets dry enough. It is sticky yet. It is out -in the wood-shed drying. When we were going there I caught a mouse. -It ran into its hole in the corner of the dépôt, all but its tail. -I suppose I took hold too tightly, or else too high up, for he -turned around and bit my thumb. I wasn't going to hurt him, but -just to play with him a little while. I wish animals could talk. -That was at the Montreal dépôt.</p> - -<p>You asked about dolls. I have a doll, about a foot high, wheeling a -little cart in front of her. When I draw the cart by a string, the -doll goes trot, trot, trot on behind, and every one I meet turns -around, and says, "Did you ever see anything so funny?" Uncle Ebb -found it at Manistee, Michigan, and sent it to me by express.</p> - -<p>Blossom is my very large wax doll. I draw her around the block in -her carriage every pleasant afternoon. Sometimes Daisy, who is -almost as large, rides in the front seat. If it is too warm for -Blossom to go out, Daisy will ride in the back seat, and Charity in -front. Charity is indestructible and good, but not beautiful. -Cisily I took with me to Vermont and Boston and Maine, because she -had never been anywhere. She ought to have a new dress Christmas, -if Santa Claus only knew it. Joe is just as tall as Cisily. I -measure them often with my foot-rule. They are once and a half -tall. They have the same furry hair. They have a very nice -carriage, and always ride out together. I shall take Joe next. He -has never been anywhere yet, but Cisily wore his overcoat and -rubbers East, and took his little knife I in her pocket. He thought -she might want it to whittle in Vermont or Boston. Uncle Ebb often -helps me play, and speaks for the dolls. I am all there is here of -children.</p> - -<p>I have a good many more dolls. There is a small doll house full, -and Mother Goose with her shoe full of them, and some of the -children in the doll houses have dolls for themselves. The -"log-cabin" has a family in that. The "Swiss cottage" has only -wooden people. The frame house has twelve children. I like large -families. They are more convenient for the children. Mamma reads -your letters to me. I could read them, but they are printed so fine -it is hard to read. I am in the Second Reader, and the same words -are easy to read in that. I read a lesson every day in the -connecting class, after Kindergarten is over at noon. I read, -spell, write, and draw about fifteen minutes each, and am home to -dinner at one. Then come the kitties and dolls.</p></blockquote> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 23em;"><span class="smcap">Nellie B</span>.</span><br /> -</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 23em;"><span class="smcap">Saybrook, Connecticut</span>.</span><br /> -</p> - -<blockquote> - -<p>I see you want to know whether dolls have gone out of style. No, I -think not. I am eleven years old. I was very sick when I was six -years old, and have not been able to walk since except in braces. I -have a rolling-chair that I am wheeled in when out-doors, and I -have many nice times with my dolls. I have eight of them. I think -<span class="smcap">Young People</span> is very nice. I hope this is not too long to be -printed, as it is my first letter to any paper. I have eight pets.</p></blockquote> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 23em;"><span class="smcap">Belle M. I</span>.</span><br /> -</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<blockquote> - -<p>I want to tell you about my little dog. He is a black and tan, and -is so cute. He will speak, sit on his hind-legs and beg, and catch -anything thrown to him. His name is Bijon.</p> - -<p>I will send twenty-five rare foreign stamps for ten gilt picture -advertising cards, and give twelve internal revenue stamps for five -gilt picture cards. One $2 stamp; nine $1; a 30 cent, 50, 25, 20, -15; two 10, two 5, and one 2 cent stamp. Please give your full -address when you send cards. My name is</p></blockquote> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 23em;"><span class="smcap">Nellie Mason</span>, P. O. Box 636,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 23em;">Madison, Wisconsin.</span><br /> -</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 23em;"><span class="smcap">Hill View, Kentucky</span>.</span><br /> -</p> - -<blockquote> - -<p>My teacher gave me <span class="smcap">Young People</span> as a prize for being a good -scholar. Ma raised about one hundred turkeys this year, and I -raised twelve guinea-fowl with them. I like the paper very much. I -am always glad when Saturday comes.</p></blockquote> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 23em;"><span class="smcap">Carrie McK</span>.</span><br /> -</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 23em;"><span class="smcap">South Norwalk, Connecticut</span>.</span><br /> -</p> - -<blockquote> - -<p>I am sorry the girl in South Glastenbury does not like cats. If she -knew my cat, I think she would like him. My brother caught fifty -little fish for him, each about as long as my little finger. After -he had eaten twenty-five, he could scarcely eat any more, but would -not let us take them away, as he wanted to play with them. -Sometimes he goes to the door, and asks us to let him come up -stairs, when he gets into my doll's bed, pulls the sheet off her, -and gets<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_63" id="Page_63">[Pg 63]</a></span> close to her. When she sits up in a chair, he gets in her -lap. He does not like to hear the noise made by dishes, so, when -they are washed, he mews till they are done. My brother plagued him -once, and Kit ran to the door, and stopped a minute to consider, -then ran back, and struck him with his paws. He is lazy, but you -need not put that in <span class="smcap">Young People</span>.</p></blockquote> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 23em;"><span class="smcap">Jessie B</span>.</span><br /> -</p> - -<p>A puss that has fifty fish offered him at once is quite excusable for -being lazy. We think he is a very interesting cat.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 23em;"><span class="smcap">Oakdale, Pennsylvania</span>.</span><br /> -</p> - -<blockquote> - -<p>Papa gave me a male canary about two years ago, and last spring my -uncle gave my sister a female, and we thought we would try to raise -some little birds. The mother bird laid five eggs, and they all -hatched and grew to be big birds, were very tame, and we used to -carry them around the room, and let them ride in our dolls' -coaches. She laid five eggs again, but we only raised three more -birds. They are all singers. We have seven cats—Polly, Beauty, -Tom, Milly, Pussy, Harry, and Lottie. Polly is a Maltese. Our dog -is named Friskie. I am ten years old.</p></blockquote> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 23em;"><span class="smcap">Mary E. D</span>.</span><br /> -</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 23em;"><span class="smcap">Pine Bend, Minnesota</span>.</span><br /> -</p> - -<blockquote> - -<p>I thought I would tell you about some hens we had when I was four -or five years old. One would come in the pantry, if the window was -left open, and lay her egg in a pan of eggs on the shelf. Another -was determined to make her nest up stairs, and we did not dare -leave the front-door open. Another hen laid three times in the -wood-box in the kitchen, in spite of being driven out many times.</p></blockquote> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 23em;"><span class="smcap">Mary M</span>.</span><br /> -</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 23em;"><span class="smcap">Denver, Colorado</span>.</span><br /> -</p> - -<blockquote> - -<p>I like the paper real well, and the little letters too. My mamma -reads 'em to us, 'cause we can't read ourselves. Grandpapa sent it -to brother and me last New-Year's. My dolly I like so much! She has -nice clothes, and the dearest little button boots and stockings -what come off; and I have lovely dishes. Grandpapa sent 'em to me. -I have lots of nice times with my things, but there are too many to -tell about. We had a nice time at a birthday party Saturday. I just -started to school this fall. I will be seven years old to-morrow. -Mamma "finks" my letter pretty nearly too long now, so I won't -write any more. I'll try and not be "'spointed" if you can't print -it, 'cause you have so many letters. Mamma's writing for me. -Good-by.</p></blockquote> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 23em;"><span class="smcap">Nellie D</span>.</span><br /> -</p> - -<blockquote> - -<p>I am Charlie, Nellie's brother. I like all the stories so well, I -can't tell which I like best. We can see the mountains from our -doors and windows just as plain all the time, only when it's -stormy. My kitty got up in mamma's lap at table the other day, and -wanted to eat out of her plate. I had a live frog in a pail. One -morning I went to school, and forgot to fill up the pail, and just -as I came from school kitty had him. He killed him, and was going -to eat him. I took him away, and gave him to the chickens, and -<i>spanked</i> Sam—that's my kitty's name; I named him for grandpapa. I -will be nine years old April 3, but it's so hard to write. Good-by.</p></blockquote> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 23em;"><span class="smcap">Charles Fred D</span>.</span><br /> -</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 23em;"><span class="smcap">Brooklyn, New York</span>.</span><br /> -</p> - -<blockquote> - -<p>I am eleven years old, and I save the pennies I get for doing -errands to buy <span class="smcap">Harper's</span>. I earned four dollars this season to help -papa buy me a winter suit. I have been to Boston, and would like to -live there all the time. I have only one sister, and she is my pet. -She has a little white bantam hen for her pet. I have nine aunts, -and I am going to write to them all some day, and send them one of -my <i>Harper's Magazines</i>. Mamma wrote this letter, but I told her -what to say. Good-by, from</p></blockquote> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 23em;"><span class="smcap">Daniel A</span>.</span><br /> -</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<h3>C. Y. P. R. U.</h3> - -<p>The Postmistress is very happy to give the readers of Our Post-office -Box the pleasure of reading a description of the little yacht <i>Toby -Tyler</i>, now cruising in Southern waters:</p> - -<blockquote> - -<p><span class="smcap">Dear "Young People,"</span>—The <i>Toby Tyler</i>, named after the hero of -Mr. Otis's most successful story, is a very small steamer, being -only about forty-five feet in length, and drawing but three feet of -water. She was built so small and of such light draught because it -is intended that she shall explore most of the rivers on the west -coast of Florida, some of which are very shallow. Perhaps she will -go farther than Florida, and explore a country that abounds in -material for interesting adventures and thrilling stories.</p> - -<p>As the <i>Toby</i> is so small, she can not go away out to sea and -around Cape Hatteras, like the great steam-ships that carry -passengers to Florida. She has to take what is known as the "inland -passage."</p> - -<p>After leaving her dock at the foot of West Twenty-ninth Street, in -New York, the <i>Toby</i> steamed down the North or Hudson River until -she passed the Battery. Then she was in the Upper Bay. Crossing -this, and turning to the westward, she steamed along the north -shore of Staten Island, through the broad river-like body of water -called the Kill Von Kull. Passing New Brighton and the Sailors' -Sung Harbor and Elizabethport, through the Arthur Kill and Staten -Island Sound, both continuations of the Kill Von Kull, the <i>Toby</i> -reached Perth Amboy, and turned into the Raritan River, which here -empties into Raritan Bay.</p> - -<p>The Raritan River is so shallow and so crooked that the yacht -proceeded very slowly and carefully for seventeen miles, until she -reached New Brunswick. Here she entered the Delaware and Raritan -Canal, and found herself in company with great numbers of heavy -canal-boats drawn by mules or horses. The canal in which the little -<i>Toby</i> now sailed runs through a very beautiful portion of New -Jersey, and her passengers enjoyed travelling on it very much. They -especially enjoyed going through the locks, always in company with -some other craft, which was sometimes a canal-boat, sometimes -another steamer, with sometimes a big schooner, whose tall masts -and white sails looked very funny among the trees on the canal -banks.</p> - -<p>The principal places that the <i>Toby</i> passed while in the canal were -Bound Brook, Princeton, Trenton, and Bordentown. At the last-named -place she passed through the last of the twelve locks, and having -had forty-three miles of canal sailing, steamed gladly out into the -broad Delaware River.</p> - -<p>A run of twenty-nine miles down this beautiful river brought her to -Philadelphia, where she rested for a few days, and gave her -passengers time to get acquainted with this dear old city, in which -so many of the readers of <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span> live.</p> - -<p>On leaving Philadelphia the <i>Toby</i> steamed merrily down the -Delaware for forty miles to Delaware City, in the State of -Delaware, where she entered the Delaware and Chesapeake Canal, -which connects the Delaware River with Chesapeake Bay. This canal -is only fourteen miles long, and has but two locks, one at each -end, so that the little yacht, soon found herself at Chesapeake -City, in the State of Maryland, and at the southern end of the -canal.</p> - -<p>After an all day's run down the upper end of Chesapeake Bay, the -<i>Toby</i> entered the Patapsco River, and steamed up to Baltimore, -where she landed her passengers in time to witness the great Oriole -Celebration.</p> - -<p>Then she went back down the Patapsco and again into Chesapeake Bay. -This bay is so wide that it is almost as rough and stormy at times -as the sea itself, and the poor little <i>Toby</i> had a very hard time, -and was roughly handled by the great waves before the pleasant -Wednesday morning when she turned into the broad mouth of the York -River, and dropped anchor amongst the big ships in front of -Yorktown. As the little boat ran in between two of the great war -ships, they began firing guns and banging away at such a furious -rate that in a few moments not only the poor little <i>Toby</i> but they -themselves were completely enveloped in a dense cloud of smoke. In -a few minutes those on board the <i>Toby</i> learned that the government -steamer <i>Dispatch</i>, with President Arthur on board, had just -arrived, and that all this firing of guns was only a salute to him, -as though the big ships had said, "How do you do, Mr. President? We -are very glad to welcome you to Yorktown."</p> - -<p>After leaving this place the <i>Toby</i> went back down the York River -into Chesapeake Bay again, and for a short distance out into the -ocean, before steaming past the grim walls of Fortress Monroe and -into Hampton Roads.</p> - -<p>Without stopping to see the fort or the Indian schools at Hampton, -the <i>Toby</i> hurried on, and an hour later sailed into the quiet -harbor of Norfolk, at the mouth of the Elizabeth River.</p> - -<p>The upper deck or cabin roof of the <i>Toby Tyler</i> extends nearly -over her entire length, so that, though small, she can be made very -comfortable in any weather. Her cabin, which is also dining-room -and sleeping-room for four, is back of the engine-room, and -occupies the whole of the after-part of the yacht. Her engine is in -the middle, right under the smoke-stack, and forward of this is the -cockpit, of which the sides are open except when inclosed by heavy -canvas storm curtains. Here, in very warm weather, hammocks can be -slung at night, in which the passengers may sleep.</p> - -<p>On the upper deck is a light cedar canoe—the <i>Psyche</i>—with -paddles, masts, and sails, intended for exploring rivers and lakes -that are too shallow for the <i>Toby</i>, and beside the canoe is lashed -a good-sized tent with its poles, so that when Mr. Otis and his -friends tire of living on board the yacht, they can, if they -choose, establish a camp on shore.</p> - -<p>In various lockers on the yacht, besides the baggage of her -passengers and crew, and the coal, are stored four hundred pounds -of canned provisions and fruits, a tool chest, medicine chest, -ammunition chest, blankets, writing and sketching materials, books, -charts, etc.</p></blockquote> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 23em;"><span class="smcap">Captain C. K. M</span>.</span><br /> -</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<h4>THE POET COWPER.</h4> - -<blockquote> - -<p>William Cowper was born November 26, 1731, in Hertfordshire. -England. His mother died before he was six years old. He was sent -to a school where he suffered a great deal from the teasing of the -other boys. He had an affection of the eyes, and so he was placed -at an oculist's house, where he had smallpox, and that cured his -eyes. After that he became a clerk in a lawyer's office, and -studied for admission to the bar. The strain on his mind was too -great, and he sought relief by trying to commit suicide by hanging. -In this he did not succeed. A friend placed him in the country, -where, after skillful treatment, he recovered from the fits of -mental depression that he was subject to. He was fickle and -inconstant to friends, but loving and kind to his pets. He had -three leverets, or hares, given to him, and in these he found much -amusement, for he was sick, and wanted something to occupy his -mind. The hares were males, and their names were Puss, Tiney, and -Bess. He built them a house, and each had his own bedroom to sleep -in. Puss lived to be eleven years old, Tiney to be nine, and Bess -died soon after Cowper received him. The poetry about the chair is -found in the "Task," and is called "The Sofa." Cowper died in the -town of East Durham, on Friday, the 25th of April, 1800, and was -buried in St. Edmund's Chapel, in the church of East Durham.</p></blockquote> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 23em;"><span class="smcap">Edna L. Maynard</span>.</span><br /> -</p> - -<p>This little description of the poet Cowper is very creditable to its -writer, who is only eleven years old. But the Postmistress must disagree -with her in the opinion that he was inconstant and fickle as a friend.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>In this number we begin the publication of a series of articles -calculated to be of especial interest to the members of the C. Y. P. R. U. -They are from the pen of the popular English novelist Mr. James Payn, -and, under the head of "Perils and Privations," deal with stories of -fact relating to shipwreck more thrilling than any tales of fictitious -adventure.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<h2>PUZZLES FROM YOUNG CONTRIBUTORS.</h2> - -<h3>No. 1.</h3> - -<h3>HISTORICAL ENIGMA.</h3> - -<div class="center"> -<table border="0" cellpadding="1" cellspacing="0" summary=""> -<tr><td align="left">I am a celebrated document, and am composed of eleven letters.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">My first was one of the decisive battles of the world, and was fought between the Greeks and Persians.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">My second was a very great warrior, who could not govern himself, though he conquered the world.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">My third was a humane physician who invented an instrument of cruelty.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">My fourth was a great philosopher and mathematician.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">My fifth came over in the <i>Mayflower</i>.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">My sixth was a young hero celebrated by an English poetess.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">My seventh was a blind poet whom seven cities claimed for their own.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">My eighth was one of the signers of the Declaration of Independence.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">My ninth was a great artist.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">My tenth is a distinguished living poet.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">My eleventh met a disgraceful death in the Revolutionary war.</td></tr> -</table></div> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 23em;"><span class="smcap">Susan Nipper</span>.</span><br /> -</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<h3>No. 2.</h3> - -<h3>TWO EASY DIAMONDS.</h3> - -<p>1.—Centrals.—A famous battle in the Revolution.</p> - -<p>1. A letter. 2. A weapon. 3. A sort of knife. 4. Spectral. 5. The -conclusion. 6. A letter.</p> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 23em;">W. D. M.</span><br /> -</p> - -<p>2.—1. A letter. 2. Devoured. 3. Orbs of light. 4. A period. 5. A -letter.</p> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 23em;">E. W.</span><br /> -</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<h3>No. 3.</h3> - -<h3>NUMERICAL ENIGMA.</h3> - -<div class="center"> -<table border="0" cellpadding="1" cellspacing="0" summary=""> -<tr><td align="left">The whole, of 14 letters, is a city in Europe.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">My 8, 2, 7 is a weight.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">My 14, 6, 8, 11, 10 is an American city.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">My 1, 6, 3, 5, 2, 3 is a Chinese city.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">My 12, 9, 4, 5, 2, 13 is a small fire-arm.</td></tr> -</table></div> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 23em;"><span class="smcap">Damon and Pythias</span>.</span><br /> -</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<h2>ANSWERS TO PUZZLES IN No. 105.</h2> - -<h3>No. 1.</h3> - -<div class="center"> -<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" summary=""> -<tr><td align="center">P</td><td align="center">I</td><td align="center">L</td><td align="center">O</td><td align="center">T</td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">D</td></tr> -<tr><td align="center">I</td><td align="center">V</td><td align="center">A</td><td align="center">N</td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">N</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">D</td></tr> -<tr><td align="center">L</td><td align="center">A</td><td align="center">C</td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">D</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">B</td><td align="center">A</td><td align="center">R</td></tr> -<tr><td align="center">O</td><td align="center">N</td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">D</td><td align="center">A</td><td align="center">M</td></tr> -<tr><td align="center">T</td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">R</td></tr> -</table></div> - -<h3>No. 2.</h3> - -<div class="center"> -<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" summary=""> -<tr><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">F</td></tr> -<tr><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">S</td><td align="center">A</td><td align="center">D</td></tr> -<tr><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">S</td><td align="center">I</td><td align="center">R</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">D</td></tr> -<tr><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">S</td><td align="center">T</td><td align="center">R</td><td align="center">I</td><td align="center">P</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">S</td></tr> -<tr><td align="center"></td><td align="center">S</td><td align="center">I</td><td align="center">R</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">N</td><td align="center">I</td><td align="center">C</td><td align="center">A</td><td align="center">L</td></tr> -<tr><td align="center">F</td><td align="center">A</td><td align="center">R</td><td align="center">I</td><td align="center">N</td><td align="center">A</td><td align="center">C</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">O</td><td align="center">U</td><td align="center">S</td></tr> -<tr><td align="center"></td><td align="center">D</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">P</td><td align="center">I</td><td align="center">C</td><td align="center">T</td><td align="center">I</td><td align="center">N</td><td align="center">G</td></tr> -<tr><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">D</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">C</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">I</td><td align="center">V</td><td align="center">E</td></tr> -<tr><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">S</td><td align="center">A</td><td align="center">O</td><td align="center">N</td><td align="center">E</td></tr> -<tr><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">L</td><td align="center">U</td><td align="center">G</td></tr> -<tr><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">S</td></tr> -</table></div> - -<h3>No. 3.</h3> - -<p class="center">Valhalla.</p> - -<h3>No. 4.</h3> - -<p class="center">"John Burns of Gettysburg."</p> - -<h3>No. 5.</h3> - -<div class="center"> -<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" summary=""> -<tr><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">D</td></tr> -<tr><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">S</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">R</td></tr> -<tr><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">D</td><td align="center">A</td><td align="center">T</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">S</td></tr> -<tr><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">D</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">L</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">T</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">S</td></tr> -<tr><td align="center"></td><td align="center">S</td><td align="center">A</td><td align="center">L</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">R</td><td align="center">A</td><td align="center">T</td><td align="center">U</td><td align="center">S</td></tr> -<tr><td align="center">D</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">T</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">R</td><td align="center">M</td><td align="center">I</td><td align="center">N</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">R</td><td align="center">S</td></tr> -<tr><td align="center"></td><td align="center">R</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">T</td><td align="center">A</td><td align="center">I</td><td align="center">N</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">R</td><td align="center">S</td></tr> -<tr><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">S</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">T</td><td align="center">N</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">S</td><td align="center">S</td></tr> -<tr><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">S</td><td align="center">U</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">R</td><td align="center">S</td></tr> -<tr><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">S</td><td align="center">R</td><td align="center">S</td></tr> -<tr><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">S</td></tr> -</table></div> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>Correct answers to puzzles have been received from M. E. S., Willie -Volckhausen, "North Star," Frank S. Davis, Nannie Francis, Charles Beck, -Emma Rose A., Lucy Cox, John D. Smith, Kittie E. Gill, Henry E. -Johnston, Jun., James R. Magoffin, Clara H. Tower, Annetta D. Jackson, -and Calvin Rufus Morgan.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p class="center">[<i>For Exchanges, see second and third pages of cover.</i>]</p> - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_64" id="Page_64">[Pg 64]</a></span></p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 700px;"> -<img src="images/ill_014.jpg" width="700" height="306" alt="" /> -<span class="caption">THE REAL WAY TO CELEBRATE THANKSGIVING, ACCORDING TO THE -VIEWS OF OUR ESTEEMED FELLOW-CITIZENS G. OBBLER, ESQ., MESSRS. T. URKEY, -C. APON, D. UCK, R. OOSTER, AND MANY OTHERS.</span> -</div> - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<h2>LETTER PUZZLES.</h2> - -<h3>1.</h3> - -<div class="center"> -<table border="0" cellpadding="1" cellspacing="0" summary=""> -<tr><td align="left">Two S's, two N's, four E's, and a T,</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Put together, and pray spell the word unto me.</td></tr> -</table></div> - -<h3>2.</h3> - -<div class="center"> -<table border="0" cellpadding="1" cellspacing="0" summary=""> -<tr><td align="left">One R and two S's, three A's and one U,</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Three N's and four T's and two I's, add unto</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">One O and one B, and tell me, I pray,</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">What word they will make if put in the right way.</td></tr> -</table></div> - -<h3>3.</h3> - -<div class="center"> -<table border="0" cellpadding="1" cellspacing="0" summary=""> -<tr><td align="left">Four S's, four I's, two P's and an M,</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">What word can you easily make out of them?</td></tr> -</table></div> - -<h3>4.</h3> - -<div class="center"> -<table border="0" cellpadding="1" cellspacing="0" summary=""> -<tr><td align="left">Three E's and two M's, two R's and one B,</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Put down in right order, what word shall you see?</td></tr> -</table></div> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<h2>ANSWER TO YORKTOWN PUZZLE.</h2> - -<p class="center">BELOW will be found the answer to the Yorktown Puzzle, given in No. 103, -page 816:</p> - -<h3>NAMES OF ARTICLES (19).</h3> - -<div class="center"> -<table border="0" cellpadding="1" cellspacing="0" summary=""> -<tr><td align="left">N</td><td align="left">egro.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">I</td><td align="left">mp.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">N</td><td align="left">uts.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">E</td><td align="left">nsigns.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">T</td><td align="left">eeth.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">E</td><td align="left">lm.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">E</td><td align="left">wers.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">N</td><td align="left">est.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">T</td><td align="left">rays.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">H</td><td align="left">andle.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"> </td><td align="left"> </td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"> </td><td align="left"> </td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"> </td><td align="left"> </td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">O</td><td align="left">tter.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">F</td><td align="left">lags.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"> </td><td align="left"> </td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"> </td><td align="left"> </td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"> </td><td align="left"> </td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">O</td><td align="left">ats.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">C</td><td align="left">hairs.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">T</td><td align="left">ail.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">O</td><td align="left">ak.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">B</td><td align="left">ats.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">E</td><td align="left">ave.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">R</td><td align="left">amrod.</td></tr> -</table></div> - -<h3>MILITARY MEN (16).</h3> - -<div class="center"> -<table border="0" cellpadding="1" cellspacing="0" summary=""> -<tr><td align="left">Steuben.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Lee.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Ward.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Marion.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Stark.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Gates.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Smith.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Greene.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">St. Clair.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Stevens.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Gist.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Thomas.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Poor.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Arnold.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Nash.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Lafayette.</td></tr> -</table></div> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 700px;"> -<img src="images/ill_015.jpg" width="700" height="447" alt="" /> -<span class="caption">UNHAPPY THOUGHT.<br /><br /> -<span class="smcap">Tommy</span>. "I mean to be an Astronomer when I grow up!"<br /><br /> -<span class="smcap">Effie</span>. "What on earth will you do with yourself all Day long?"</span> -</div> - -<p style="clear:both;"> </p> - -<div class="footnotes"><h3>FOOTNOTES:</h3> - -<div class="footnote"> - -<p><a name="Footnote_1_1" id="Footnote_1_1"></a><a href="#FNanchor_1_1"><span class="label">[1]</span></a> Begun in No. 101, <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span>.</p></div></div> - - - - - - - - -<pre> - - - - - -End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Harper's Young People, November 22, -1881, by Various - -*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE *** - -***** This file should be named 50085-h.htm or 50085-h.zip ***** -This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: - http://www.gutenberg.org/5/0/0/8/50085/ - -Produced by Annie R. 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