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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: A Chautauqua Idyl - - -Author: Grace Livingston Hill - - - -Release Date: February 1, 2016 [eBook #51103] - -Language: English - -Character set encoding: UTF-8 - - -***START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK A CHAUTAUQUA IDYL*** - - -E-text prepared by Emmy, MWS, and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team -(http://www.pgdp.net) from page images generously made available by -Internet Archive (https://archive.org) - - - -Note: Project Gutenberg also has an HTML version of this - file which includes the original illustrations. - See 51103-h.htm or 51103-h.zip: - (http://www.gutenberg.org/files/51103/51103-h/51103-h.htm) - or - (http://www.gutenberg.org/files/51103/51103-h.zip) - - - Images of the original pages are available through - Internet Archive. See - https://archive.org/details/chautauquaidyl00hill - - - - - -[Illustration: THE BANK WHERE THE VIOLETS GREW] - - -A CHAUTAUQUA IDYL - -by - -GRACE LIVINGSTON - - - - - - - -Boston -D Lothrop Company -Franklin and Hawley Streets - -Copyright, 1887, -By -D. Lothrop Company. - - - - -INTRODUCTORY NOTE. - - -MY DEAR MR. LOTHROP:— - -I have read Miss Livingston’s little idyl with much pleasure. I -cannot but think that if the older and more sedate members of the -Chautauquan circles will read it, they will find that there are grains -of profit in it; hidden grains, perhaps, but none the worse for being -hidden at the first, if they only discover them. Miss Livingston has -herself evidently understood the spirit of the movement in which the -Chautauquan reading circles are engaged. That is more than can be said -of everybody who expresses an opinion upon them. It is because she -expresses no opinion, but rather tells, very simply, the story of the -working out of the plan, that I am glad you are going to publish her -little poem: for poem it is, excepting that it is not in verse or in -rhyme. - - Believe me, - Very truly yours, - EDWARD EVERETT HALE. - - - - -A CHAUTAUQUA IDYL. - - -DOWN in a rocky pasture, on the edge of a wood, ran a little brook, -tinkle, tinkle, over the bright pebbles of its bed. Close to the -water’s edge grew delicate ferns, and higher up the mossy bank nestled -violets, blue and white and yellow. - -Later in the fall the rocky pasture would glow with golden-rod and -brilliant sumach, and ripe milk-weed pods would burst and fill the -golden autumn sunshine with fleecy clouds. But now the nodding -buttercups and smiling daisies held sway, with here and there a tall -mullein standing sentinel. - -It was a lovely place: off in the distance one could see the shimmering -lake, to whose loving embrace the brook was forever hastening, framed -by beautiful wooded hills, with a hazy purple mountain back of all. - -But the day was not lovely. The clouds came down to the earth as near -as they dared, scowling ominously. It was clear they had been drinking -deeply. A sticky, misty rain filled the air, and the earth looked -sad, very sad. - -[Illustration: AND RIPE MILK-WEED PODS WOULD BURST AND FILL THE GOLDEN -AUTUMN SUNSHINE WITH FLEECY CLOUDS.] - -The violets had put on their gossamers and drawn the hoods up over -their heads, the ferns looked sadly drabbled, and the buttercups and -daisies on the opposite bank, didn’t even lean across to speak to -their neighbors, but drew their yellow caps and white bonnets further -over their faces, drooped their heads and wished for the rain to be -over. The wild roses that grew on a bush near the bank hid under their -leaves. The ferns went to sleep; even the trees leaned disconsolately -over the brook and wished for the long, rainy afternoon to be over, -while little tired wet birds in their branches never stirred, nor even -spoke to each other, but stood hour after hour on one foot, with their -shoulders hunched up, and one eye shut. - - * * * * * - -At last a little white violet broke the damp stillness. - -“O dear!” she sighed, “this is so tiresome, I wish we could do -something nice. Won’t some one please talk a little?” - -[Illustration: OFF IN THE DISTANCE ONE COULD SEE THE SHIMMERING LAKE.] - -No one spoke, and some of the older ferns even scowled at her, but -little violet was not to be put down. She turned her hooded face on -a tall pink bachelor button growing by her side. - -This same pink button was a new-comer among them. He had been brought, -a little brown seed, by a fat robin, early in the spring, and dropped -down close by this sweet violet. - -“Mr. Button,” she said, “you have been a great traveller. Won’t you -tell us some of your experiences?” - -“Yes, yes; tell, tell, tell,” babbled the brook. - -The warm wind clapped him on the shoulder, and shook him gently, -crying,—“Tell them, old fellow, and I’ll fan them a bit while you do -it.” - -“Tell, tell,” chirped the birds overhead. - -“O yes!” chorused the buttercups and daisies. - -The little birds opened one eye and perked their heads in a listening -attitude, and all the violets put their gossamer hoods behind their -ears so that they might hear better. - -[Illustration: “AND WHAT IS CHAUTAUQUA?”] - -“Well, I might tell you about Chautauqua,” said pink bachelor -thoughtfully. - -“And what is Chautauqua?” questioned a saucy little fish who had -stopped on his way to the lake to listen. - -“Chautauqua is a place, my young friend, a beautiful place, where -I spent last summer with my family,” said the bachelor in a very -patronizing tone. - -“Oh! you don’t say so,” said the naughty little fish with a grimace, -and sped on his way to the lake, to laugh with all the other fishes at -the queer new word. - -“Go on, go on, go on,” sang the brook. - -“We lived in a garden by a house just outside the gates,” began -Bachelor. - -“What gates?” interrupted the eager daisies. - -“Why, the gates of the grounds.” - -“What grounds?” - -“Why, the grounds of Chautauqua.” - -“But who is Chautauqua?” asked the puzzled violets. - -“Don’t you know? Chautauqua is a beautiful place in the woods, shut -in from the world by a high fence all around it, with locked gates. -It is on the shore of a lovely lake. Many people come there every -year, and they have meetings, and they sing beautiful songs about -birds and flowers and sky and water and God and angels and dear little -babies and stars. Men come there from all over this world, and stand -up and talk high, grand thoughts, and the people listen and wave their -handkerchiefs till it looks like an orchard full of cherry trees in -blossom. - -“They have lovely singers—ladies who sing alone as sweet as birds, and -they have great grand choruses of song besides, by hundreds of voices. -And they have instruments to play on,—organs and pianos, and violins -and harps.” - -“How beautiful,” murmured the flowers. - -“Tell us more,” said the brook; “tell us more, more, more,—tell, tell, -tell!” - -“More, more,” said the wind. - -“It lasts all summer, so the people who can’t come at one time will -come at another, though my cousin said she thought that one day all -the people in the world came at once. There must have been something -very grand to bring so many that day. There were not enough rooms for -visitors to sleep in, and Chautauqua is a large place, the largest I -was ever in. Yes,” reflectively, “I think all the world must have been -there.” - -The little white violet looked up. - -“There was one day last summer when no one came through the pasture, -and no one went by on the road, and all day long we saw not one person. -It must have been that day, and they were all gone to Chautauqua,” she -said softly. - -“I shouldn’t wonder at all,” said Bachelor. - -Then they all looked sober and still. They were thinking. The idea that -all the people in the world had come together for a day was very great -to them. - -At last one spoke: - -“How nice it would be if all the flowers in the world could come -together for a day,” said the little violet. - -“And all the birds,” chirped a sparrow. - -“And all the brooks and lakes and ocean,” laughed the brook. - -“And all the trees,” sighed the tall elm. - -“Oh! and all the winds. We could make as beautiful music as ever any -organ or piano made.” - -“But what is it all for?” asked a bright-eyed daisy. - -“To teach the people all about the things that the great God has made, -and show them how to live to please Him, and how to please Him in the -best way,” promptly answered Bachelor. - -“There is a great good man at the head of it, and I heard a lady say -that God Himself sent him there to take care of Chautauqua for Him, for -it is all made to praise God. They have schools,—everybody studies, but -it is all about God that they learn,—about the things He made, or how -to praise Him better, and all the talking,—they call it lecturing,—is -to help men to praise and love God more. They have three beautiful -mottoes: - -“‘We study the word and works of God.’ ‘Let us keep our Heavenly Father -in our midst,’ and, ‘Never be discouraged.’” - -“Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful,” said the old forest tree. - -“It is just what we need,” piped one of the birds. “We don’t praise -God half enough. Here we’ve been sitting and sulking all the afternoon -because it is raining, and never one thankful chirp have we given for -all the yesterdays and yesterdays when it hasn’t rained. We need a -Chautauqua. I declare, I’m ashamed!” And he poured forth such a glad, -thankful song of praise as thrilled the old forest trees through and -through and most effectually waked the napping ferns. - -[Illustration: AND HE POURED FORTH SUCH A GLAD AND THANKFUL SONG.] - -“Yes,” said the listening daisies, when the song was done and the bird -had stopped to rest his throat, “we do need a Chautauqua.” - - * * * * * - -“Let’s have a Chautauqua!” cried the brook. - -“But how could we,” said the wise-eyed violet, “when we know so little -about it?” - -“I will tell you all I know,” said Bachelor graciously. “You see we -lived just outside the gates, and people used often to come and buy my -brothers and sisters. Once a young man came and bought a very large -bunch of them and took them to a young lady in a white dress, and she -wore them everywhere for three or four days—you know our family is -a very long-lived one, and we are something like the camel, in that -we can go a long time without a drink of water—well, she kept them -carefully and took them everywhere she went, and they saw and heard a -great many new things. One evening this young lady sat in a big place -full of people, and an old lady sitting behind her said to another -lady, ‘Just see those pink bachelor buttons! My mother used to have -some just like them growing in her garden, years and years ago, and I -haven’t seen any since.’ The young lady heard her, turned around and -gave her a whole handful of my brothers and sisters. After the meeting -was out, the old lady carried them away with her, but one slipped -out of her hand and fell on the walk, and some one came along in the -darkness and crushed her. Quite early the next morning our neighbor, -Mr. Robin, going to the market for a worm for breakfast, saw her lying -in this sad state, and with great difficulty brought her home to us. -She lived only a day or two longer, but long enough to tell us many of -her experiences. - -“After she had faded and gone, our friend Robin went every day to hear -and see what was going on inside the great gates, and every night when -the bells were ringing”— - -“What bells?” interrupted an impolite buttercup. - -“The night bells for the people to go to sleep by. They rang beautiful -music on bells by the water to put the people to sleep, and in the -morning to wake them, and they had bells to call them to the big place -to praise God, and hear the lectures and singing.” - -“Beautiful, beautiful,” murmured the brook. - -“And every night,” proceeded the bachelor, “when the bells were ringing -we would wake up and Robin would tell us all about the day inside the -gates. Of course I can’t remember all, but I will tell you all I know.” - - * * * * * - -“Perhaps I can help you a little,” spoke out an old fish who had come -up the stream unobserved some time before. “I lived in Lake Chautauqua -myself for some years until my daughter sent for me to come and live -with her in yonder lake.” - -They all looked at the old fish with great veneration, and thanked him -kindly. - -“Well, how shall we begin?” said an impatient daisy. - -“I should think the first thing to be done is to make a motion that we -have a Chautauqua,” Bachelor said. - -Then rose up a tall old fern. “I make a motion to that effect.” - -“I second it,” chirped a sparrow. - -“All in favor of the motion say ‘aye,’” said Bachelor, in a deep, -important voice. - -And then arose such a chorus of “aye’s” as never was heard before in -that grove. The wind blew it, the brook gurgled it, the great forest -trees waved it, all the little flowers filled the air with their -perfumed voices, the far-off lake murmured its assent, the purple -mountain nodded its weary old head, the sun shot triumphantly through -the dark clouds, and all God’s works seemed joining in the “aye aye, -aye,” that echoed from hillside to wood. - - * * * * * - -“A unanimous vote, I think,” said Bachelor, after the excitement had -somewhat subsided. - -“The next question is, When shall we have it?” - -“Oh! right away, of course,” nodded a buttercup. “See! the sun has -come out to help us.” - -“But,” objected white Violet, “we can’t. We must invite all the flowers -and birds and brooks and trees all over the world, and they will have -to get ready. It will take the flowers the rest of this summer and all -of next winter to get their dresses made and packed in their brown -travelling seed trunks. I’m sure it would me if I were to go away from -here for the summer, and it is late in the season already. We couldn’t -get word to them all in time.” - -“Yes,” said the fish, “and there are the travelling expenses to be -arranged for such a large company. We should have to secure reduced -rates. They always do on Chautauqua Lake.” - -“Oh! as to that,” said the wind, “I and the birds would do the -transportation free of charge, and the brook would do all it could, I’m -sure.” - -“Of course, of course,” babbled the brook. - -“That is very kind of you indeed,” said Bachelor. “But I should think -that the earliest possible beginning that we could hope to have would -be next spring.” - -After much impatient arguing on the part of the buttercups and daisies, -it was finally agreed that the first meeting of their Chautauqua -should be held the following spring. - -“It must last all summer,” they said, “because some of us can come -early and some late. There is the golden-rod now, it never can come -till late in the fall.” - -“Of course, of course; certainly, certainly,” chattered the brook. - - * * * * * - -“What comes next?” softly asked the wild rose. - -“The next thing to do is to appoint a committee to make out the -programme,” remarked the fish. - -“Committee! Who is that?” cried a butterfly. - -[Illustration: “THERE IS THE GOLDEN-ROD NOW.”] - -“Programme! what’s programme?” chirped a sparrow. - -“O dear! we need a dictionary,” sighed the roses. - -[Illustration: “COMMITTEE! WHO’S THAT?”] - -“What’s a dictionary?” asked a little upstart of a fern. - -“Silence!” sternly commanded Bachelor. “Will Miss Rose kindly explain -the meaning of dictionary, after which Mr. Fish will proceed to tell -us about programme and committee.” - -Little Rose blushed all over her pretty face, and after thinking a -moment, replied,— - -“A dictionary is a book that tells what all words mean.” - -“Oh!” sighed the wind, “we must have a dictionary.” - -Mr. Fish having made a dash up stream after a fly, now resumed his -sedate manner and spoke: - -“My friends, a programme says what we will have every day, and a -committee are the ones who make it.” - -“Then let’s all be committee,” said the buttercup. - -“That’s a very good plan,” said Bachelor. “Now, what shall we have? -They always have a prayer meeting first at Chautauqua.” - -“We can all pray,” said the elm. “Let us have a prayer meeting first -every morning to thank the dear God for the new day, and let the rising -sun be the leader.” - -“That is good,” said the flowers, and bright rays of light, the sun’s -little children, kissed them tenderly. - -“What is next?” - -“They have a large choir, and every morning after the prayer meeting -they meet and practise with the great organ and piano and band.” - -“We will be the singers,” chorused the birds. - -“I will tinkle, tinkle, like a piano,” sang the brook, “tinkle, tinkle, -tinkle,—” - -“I will play the band, for I have very many instruments at my command, -and my friend the thunder will play the organ, while you, dear old -trees, shall be my violins and harps, and every morning we will -practise,” said the wind. - -“What do they have next at Chautauqua?” asked a pert blackbird. - -“Lectures,” said the fish. - -“What are lectures?” - -“Talks about things.” - -[Illustration: “I WILL TINKLE, TINKLE, LIKE A PIANO,” SAID THE BROOK.] - -“What things?” - -“Oh! evolution and literature and theology and philosophy and art and -poetry and science, and a great many other things.” - -The high-sounding words rolled out from that fish’s mouth as if he -actually thought he understood them. - -Silence reigned for a few minutes, deep and intense, at last broken by -the white violet: - -“We never could have all those, for we don’t know anything about them. -And who could talk about such things? None of us.” - -Silence again. They were all thinking earnestly. - -“I don t believe it. Not one word,” chattered a saucy squirrel. “That’s -a fish story. As if _you_ could get on dry land and go to lectures.” - -[Illustration: “I DON’T BELIEVE IT,” CHATTERED A SAUCY SQUIRREL.] - -“Oh! very well, you needn’t believe it if you don’t want to,” answered -the fish in a hurt tone, “but I heard a man on board the steamer read -the programme, and those are the very words he read.” - -“If we only had a dictionary,” again sighed the rose. - -“Dictionary, dictionary, dic, dic, dictionary,” murmured the brook, -thoughtfully. - -“A dictionary is absolutely necessary before we can proceed any -further,” said the south wind. “And as I am obliged to travel to New -York this evening, I will search everywhere, and if possible bring one -back with me. Anything can be had in New York. It is getting late, -and I think we had better adjourn to meet again to-morrow. I hope to -be able to return by two o’clock. In the meantime, let us all think -deeply of what we have heard, and if any one can see a way out of our -difficulty, let him tell us then.” - -The sunbeams kissed the flowers good-night, the forest trees waved -farewell to the good wind, the brook called, “Good-night! sweet dreams -till to-morrow, to-morrow, to-morrow,” and all the air was soft with -bird vespers. - - * * * * * - -Into the bright sunshine of the next afternoon came the winds and the -eager birds to the place on the bank where the violets grew. - -[Illustration: ALL THE AIR WAS SOFT WITH BIRD VESPERS.] - -The daisies leaned far over the bank to listen. - -The south wind came bringing two or three torn sheets of an old -dictionary. - -“It is all I could find, and I’ve had hard work to get this,” said he. -“I went in at a window where lay an open dictionary.—I had no idea that -a dictionary was such a very large book.—It was an old one, so I had no -trouble in tearing out these few leaves, as the paper was so tender. I -took them out of the window and hid them in a safe place and went back -for more, but just as I was turning the leaves over to find evolution, -some one came up and shut the window, and I had to crawl out through -the cracks. Well, I have all the ‘P’s’ and some of the ‘T’s’; we can -find theology and poetry.” - -“Philosophy, too,” said wise Violet. - -“My dear, that is spelled with an ‘f,’” said the kind old wind -patronizingly. - -“O, no! I am sure you are mistaken. It is ‘p-h-i-l’; look and see if I -am not right.” - -The wind slowly turned over the leaves of his meagre dictionary, and, -sure enough, there it was,—“p-h-i-l-o-s-o-p-h-y.” - -“Is it there? What does it say?” questioned the eager flowers. - -“Philosophy, the love of, or search after, wisdom,” slowly read the -wind. - -“Oh!” said the flowers, “is that all it is? Why, we know philosophy.” - -“I think the forest trees could lecture on philosophy,” said the wind. - -“Yes, yes, yes,” they all cried. “The forest trees, for they are very -old and have had longer to search for wisdom than we.” - -“Very well; three lectures a week on philosophy, by the old forest -trees; write it down, please,” cried Bachelor. - -The secretary, a scarlet-headed woodpecker, carefully carved it on the -trunk of an old tree, and I think you can still find the minutes of -that day written in lines of beauty all over the tree. - -“Theology is the next word,” announced the wind, and again turned over -the leaves of their precious dictionary. - -“The science of God,” he read. “Science, what is science?” If we only -had the “s’s!” - -“I know what it is,” chirped a bird. “I hopped into the schoolhouse -this morning, and a book was open on the desk, and no one was there, so -I hopped up and took a look to see if there was anything in it to help -us. The first words my eye fell on were these,—‘science is knowledge.’ -And I didn’t wait for any more, but flew away to sit in a tree and say -it over so that I wouldn’t forget it. Going back a little later to see -if I could get any more words, I found the schoolhouse full of dreadful -boys. As I flew away again, this little piece of paper blew out of the -window, and I brought it, thinking it might be helpful.” - -As he finished speaking, he deposited a small fragment of a definition -spelling-book at the foot of the elm tree, and flew up into the -branches again, for he was a bashful bird, and this was a very long -speech for him to make before so many. - -“Good, good, good,” cried all the committee. - -“To go back to theology,” said the wind. “It is the science of God. -Science is knowledge, therefore theology is knowledge of God. That is a -very great thing. Who is able to lecture on the knowledge of God?” - -Silence all. No one dared to volunteer. None felt worthy to do so great -a thing. - -Out spoke a shy little wren. “Last night I slept in a notch close over -a church window, and the window was open and there was a meeting of the -people there and the minister read out of the Bible these words: -‘The heavens declare the glory of God, and the firmament sheweth his -handiwork.’” - -[Illustration: FOR HE WAS A BASHFUL BIRD.] - -She paused a moment to gather courage, and then said, “Why couldn’t the -heavens teach theology?” - -[Illustration: “THE HEAVENS SHALL TEACH THEOLOGY.”] - -“Bless your heart, little wren, that is the very thing,” cried the -blustering north wind. And all the flowers cried,—“The heavens shall -teach theology!” - -The sky bowed its assent and said, “I will do my best to perform the -wonderful work entrusted to me.” - -And the happy brook murmured, “Glory, glory, glory! the glory of God.” - - * * * * * - -“Now we will see what this bit of paper has for us,” said the wind as -he picked up the paper at the foot of the elm. - -“Ah! What have we here? Evolution! Just what we want: ‘evolution, the -act of unfolding or unrolling.’” - -He stopped with a thoughtful look. - -[Illustration] - -“Yes, I see. As the young leaves and flowers unfold. The plants must -take full charge of this department, I think. I remember once turning -over the leaves of a fat, dark-gray book, with gilt letters on its -back. It lay on a minister’s window-seat, and it looked interesting, -so I read a few minutes while the minister was out and not using it, -and among other things that I read was this, and it stayed with me ever -since: ‘A lily grows mysteriously. Shaped into beauty by secret and -invisible fingers, the flower develops, we know not how. Every day the -thing is done: it is God.’ You see, my dear,” addressing himself to a -pure white lily that had only that morning unfolded its delicate petals -to the sun, “you see a great many don’t understand how it is done. You -need to tell how God has made you able to unfold.” - -“Yes, we will, we can,” they all cried. - -“The flowers will speak on Evolution,” wrote down Woodpecker. - -“There are three more words spoken by our friend Fish, still -unexplained,—literature,—” - -“I know what literature means, Mr. Wind, it is books,” announced a -bright butterfly who had just arrived on the scene. - -“Are you sure?” questioned the fish doubtfully. - -“Yes; of course I am. I went with a big pinch-bug one day into a great -room full of books, and he said, when he saw the shelves and shelves -full of them, ‘My! what a lot of literature!’” - -The committee looked convinced, but now came the question of -books,—Where should they get them? How could they lecture on books, -when they knew nothing about them? - -“We must just send word around to all the flowers and birds and trees -and everything, to see who can lecture on books, and we must all keep -our eyes and ears open,” said a buttercup bud. - -“We shall have to lay that on the table for the present,” said the wind. - -“But we haven’t any table,” chattered a squirrel. - -“A well brought-up squirrel should know better than to interrupt. We -shall have to put this aside, then, until we can learn more about -it. In the meantime, let us proceed with the next word on the list, -poetry.” - -“I know,” said the brook. “A bit of paper lay upon my bank, miles and -miles away from here, too high up for me to reach, but I could read -it. It said, ‘For poetry is the blossom and the fragrance of all human -knowledge.’ And I have said it over and over all the way here.” - -“Ah! the flowers shall give us poetry,” said the good old wind. - -Bachelor bowed his head and said, “We will try.” - -“Try, try, try,” chattered the brook. - -“Art is next, I believe,” said Bachelor. - -“Yes, art,” said a squirrel. - -“Art is making pictures,” said the moss. - -“Then the sunset must paint them, for there are no pictures made like -those of the sunset,” said the wind. - -The sun hastened to mix his paint, and in answer to the request that -he would be professor of art, painted one of the most glorious sunset -scenes that mortal eye has ever looked upon. Rapidly he dashed on the -color, delicate greens and blues blending with the sea-shell pink, and -glowing with deep crimson and gold, till the assembled committee fairly -held their breaths with delight. The crimson and gold and purple in -the west were beginning to fade and mix with soft greys and tender -yellows, before the committee thought of returning to their work. - -“What a lot of time we have wasted,” said the oldest squirrel; -“to-morrow is Sunday, and of course we can’t work then, and now it is -time to go home.” - -“Not wasted, dear squirrel,” said White Violet, “not wasted when we -were looking at God’s beautiful sunset.” - -Bachelor looked down at her in all her sweetness and purity, and some -of the flowers say that later when he went to bid her good-night—under -the shadow of a fern—he kissed her. - -“To-morrow being Sunday reminds me that we have not made any -arrangements for our Sunday sermons. They always have great sermons -at Chautauqua, and I have often heard the passengers on the steamer -scolding because the boats did not run on Sunday, for they said the -great men always kept their best thoughts for sermons.” This from the -fish. - -They all paused. “We can’t any of us preach sermons, what shall we do?” -questioned a fern. - -“I’m sure I don’t know; we might each of us go to church and listen to -a sermon and preach it over again,” said a thoughtful bird. - -“But we couldn’t remember it all, and by next summer we would have -forgotten it entirely,” said one more cautious. - -“Well, we must go,” said the wind. “Monday we will consider these -subjects. To-morrow is God’s day, and we must go immediately, for it is -getting dark.” - -And so they all rested on the Sabbath day, and praised the great God, -and never a wee violet, nor even a chattering chipmunk, allowed his -thoughts to wander off to the great programme for the next summer, but -gave their thoughts to holy things. - - * * * * * - -The busy Monday’s work was all done up, and the committee gathered -again, waiting for the work to go on, when there came flying in great -haste, a little bluebird, and, breathless, stopped on a branch to rest -a moment ere he tried to speak. - -“What is the matter?” they all cried. - -“Were you afraid you would be late? You ought not to risk your health; -it is not good to get so out of breath,” said a motherly old robin. - -[Illustration: “CLOSE TO A WINDOW WHERE SAT AN OLD LADY.”] - -“Oh! I have such good news to tell you,” cried the little bird as -soon as he could speak. “I sat on a bough this morning, close to a -window where sat an old lady, who was reading aloud to a sick man, so -I stopped to listen. These are the words she read,—‘Sermons in stones, -books in running brooks.’ I didn’t hear any more, but came right away -to study that. I was so glad I had found something to help us. Two -things in one.” - -They all looked very much amazed. - -“Why, we didn’t think we could do anything!” cried the stones, “and -here we can do one of the best things there is to be done. Thank the -dear God for that. We will preach sermons full of God and his works, -for we have seen a great many ages, and their story is locked up in us.” - -“And the brook shall tell us of books,” said the old wind. “There is -good in everything, and we shall try not to feel discouraged the next -time we are in a difficulty.” - -[Illustration: “A SMALL GIRL JUST UNDER MY NEST IN THE ORCHARD.”] - -“Books in running brooks,” said the brook. “Books, books, books. And I -too can praise Him.” - - * * * * * - -“This morning,” said a sober-looking bird, “a small girl just under my -nest in the orchard, was saying something over and over to herself, and -I listened; and these were the words that she said: - - The ocean looketh up to heaven as ’twere a living thing, - The homage of its waves is given in ceaseless worshipping. - They kneel upon the sloping sand, as bends the human knee, - A beautiful and tireless band, the priesthood of the sea, - They pour the glittering treasures out which in the deep have birth, - And chant their awful hymns about the watching-hills of earth. - -“If the ocean is so good and grand as that he ought to do something at -our Chautauqua. Couldn’t he? God must love him very much, he worships -him so much.” - -“Yes,” said the elm tree. “I have heard that a great man once said, -‘God, God, God walks on thy watery rim.’” - -“Wonderful, glorious,” murmured the flowers. - -“They tell stories at Chautauqua—pretty stories about things and -people; and I have heard that Ocean has a wonderful story. We might -send word to ask if he will tell it,” suggested Bachelor. - -“I fear he cannot leave home,” said the wind, “but we might try him.” - -So it was agreed that the woodpecker should write a beautiful letter, -earnestly inviting him to take part in the grand new movement for the -coming summer. The brook agreed to carry the daintily-carved missive to -the lake, and the lake to the river, and the river would carry it to -the sea. - -Bachelor spoke next: “They have a School of Languages at Chautauqua, -could we have one?” - -“I have thought of that,” said the fish, “but who could teach it?” - -“That is the trouble,” said Bachelor, slowly shaking his head. - -“I know,” said a little bird. “I went to church last night and heard -the Bible read, and it said, ‘Day unto day uttereth speech, and night -unto night sheweth knowledge. There is no speech nor language where -their voice is not heard.’ I think the day and the night could teach -the School of Languages.” - -“The day and the night, the day and the night,” said the brook. - -“Yes,” said the oldest tree of all, “the day and the night know all -languages.” - - * * * * * - -“We must have a Missionary Day and a Temperance Day,” said the wise old -fish. - -“What is a Temperance Day?” asked a young squirrel, who was not yet -very well acquainted with the questions of the day. - -“My dear,” said his mother, “there are some bad people in the world who -make vile stuff and give it to people to drink, and it makes them sick -and cross; then they do not please God, and there are some good people -who are trying to keep the bad people from making it, and the others -from drinking it; they are called Temperance.” - -“Oh!” said the squirrel, “but why do the folks drink it? I should think -they’d know better.” - -“So should I, but they don’t. Why, my dear, I must tell you of -something that happened to me once. I lived in a tree at a summer -resort, that year, and just under my bough was a window; a young man -roomed there for a few days, and every morning he would come to the -window with a black bottle in his hand, and pour out some dark stuff -and mix sugar and water with it, and drink it as if he thought it was -very good. I watched him for several mornings, and one morning the bell -rang while he was drinking, and he left the glass on the window-sill, -and went to breakfast. I hopped down to see what it was, and it smelled -good, so I tasted it. I liked the taste pretty well, so I drank all -there was left. Then I started home, but, will you believe it? I could -not walk straight, and very soon I could hardly stand up. I tried to -climb up a tree, but fell off the first bough, and there I lay for a -long, long time. When I awoke I had such a terrible pain in my head! -All that day I suffered, and didn’t get over my bad feelings for -several days. I tell this as a warning to you, that you may never be -tempted to touch anything to drink but water, my dear.” - -“You must tell that story, Mrs. Squirrel,” said Bachelor. “And we will -call it a story of intemperance, by one of its victims.” - -“I will, with all my heart, if it will do any one any good,” she -responded. - -“Yes, we must have a Temperance Day and all make a speech on drinking -cold water,” said the fish. - -“And dew,” said the violet. - -“I have always drank water, and never anything else, and I think one -could scarcely find an older or a healthier tree than I am,” said the -elm. - -“That is true,” said the fish. - -“Cold water, cold water, cold water,” babbled the brook. - -“Yes, we can all speak on Temperance Day; we will have a great -platform meeting. That is what they call it at Chautauqua when a great -many speak about one thing. I heard a man telling his little girl about -it on the boat,” said the fish. - -And the woodpecker wrote it down. - -“What was that other you said?” asked a sharp little chipmunk. - -“Missionary Day,” said the fish. - -“And what is that?” - -“Why, there are home missions and foreign missions,” said the fish. -“And they talk about them both. I think they have a day for each, or -maybe two or three. Missions are doing good to some one, but I don’t -exactly see the difference between home and foreign missions.” - -“Why, that is plain to me,” said Bachelor. “Home missions is when some -one does something kind to you, and foreign missions is when you do -something kind to some one else.” - -“Of course; why didn’t I think of that before?” said the fish. - -“One day last year I was very hungry,” said a robin, “very hungry and -cold. I had come on too early in the season. There came a cold snap, -and the ground was frozen. I could find nothing at all to eat. I was -almost frozen myself, and had begun to fear that my friends would -come on to find me starved to death instead of getting ready for them -as they expected. But a little girl saw me and threw some crumbs out -of the window. I went and ate them, and every day as long as the cold -weather lasted she threw me crumbs—such good ones too—some of them -cake; and she gave me silk ravelings to make my nest of. I think that -was a home mission, don’t you?” - -“Yes, my dear, it was,” said Bachelor. - -“You might tell that as one thing,” said the wind. - -“I will,” said Birdie. - -Said a daisy, “When I was very thirsty, one day, and the clouds sent -down no good rain, the dear brook jumped up high here, and splashed on -me so I could drink, and I think that was a home mission.” - -“Yes, yes,” said the elm, “it was.” - -“I know a story I could tell,” said the ferns. - -“And I,” said the elm; “one of many years ago, when I was but a little -twig.” - -“I know a home mission story too,” said White Violet. - -“And I,” said the brook. “Once I was almost all dried up and could -hardly reach the lake, and a dear lovely spring burst up and helped -me along until the dry season was over.” - -[Illustration: “YES, YES,” SAID THE ELM, “IT WAS.”] - -“And I, and I,” chorused a thousand voices. - -“But what about foreign missions?” said the fish. - -“I sang a beautiful song to a sad old lady in a window, this morning,” -said a mocking-bird. - -“That’s foreign missions,” said the chipmunk. - -“Some naughty boys hid another boy’s hat yesterday, and I found it for -him and blew it to his feet,” said the wind. - -“I sent a bunch of buds to a sick girl, this morning,” said the -rose-bush with a blush. - -“I think we shall have no lack of foreign missions,” remarked Bachelor. - - * * * * * - -“But what can _we_ do?” asked an old gray squirrel. “We can’t preach, -nor teach. We can run errands and carry messages, but that isn’t much.” - -“You might be on the commissary department,” said the wind. - -“What’s that?” they all asked. - -“Things to eat. We shall need a great many, and you could all lay in a -stock of nuts, enough to last all summer, for a great many.” - -“Why, surely!” they cried, and all that fall such a hurrying and -scurrying from bough to bough there was as never was seen before. They -worked very hard, storing up nuts, and the people came near not getting -any at all. - - * * * * * - -It must have been about a week from the time they sent their letter to -Old Ocean, that one afternoon as they were assembled, waiting for the -decision of a certain little committee, which had been sent over behind -a stone to decide who should be the leader of the choir, that up the -stream came a weary little fish. - -He was unlike any fish that had ever been seen in that brook, and -caused a great deal of remark among the flowers before he was within -hearing distance. - -He came wearily, as though he had travelled a long distance, but as he -drew nearer, the old fish exclaimed, “There comes a salt-water fish! -perhaps he has a message from the ocean.” - -Then the little company were all attention. - -Nearer and nearer he came, and stopped before the old fish with a low -bow, inquiring whether this was the Chautauqua Committee. - -[Illustration: “AND THE PEOPLE CAME NEAR NOT GETTING ANY AT ALL.”] - -On being told that it was, he laid a bit of delicate sea-weed, a -pearly shell, and a beautiful stem of coral upon the bank, and said: “I -have a message from Old Ocean for you. He sends you greetings and many -good wishes for the success of your plan, and regrets deeply that he -cannot be with you next summer; but he is old, very old, and he has so -much to do that he cannot leave even for a day or two. If he should, -the world would be upside down. There would be no rain in the brooks, -the lakes would dry up, and the crops and the people all would die.” - -“O dear! and we should die too,” said the flowers. - -“Yes, you would die, too,” said the salt-water fish. - -“He has a great many other things besides to take care of; there -are the great ships to carry from shore to shore, and there is the -telegraph,—” - -“What is telegraph?” interrupted that saucy little squirrel who had no -regard even for a stranger’s presence. - -“Telegraph is a big rope that people send letters to their friends on. -It is under the water in the ocean, and the letters travel so fast that -we have never yet been able to see them, though we have watched night -and day.” - -“Wonderful, strange,” they all murmured. - -“Old Ocean says,” proceeded the messenger, “that he cannot give you all -of his story, as it would be too long, but that he sends some of it -written on this shell, and in this coral and in this bit of sea-weed. -In the shell is a drop of pure salt water that if carefully examined -will tell you many more wonderful things.” - -They all thanked the fish kindly for coming so far to bring them these -treasures, and begged him to stay and rest, but he declined, saying he -had a family at home and must hasten, so he turned to go. - -“Stay!” cried Bachelor. “Wouldn’t you be willing to come next summer -and give us a lecture on the telegraph?” - -The fish laughed. - -“Bless you!” said he, “I couldn’t do that. I don’t know enough about -it myself. Ask the lightning. He is the head manager, and will give -you all the lectures you want. Good-by! the sun is getting low, and I -must be off.” And he sped away, leaving the woodpecker writing down -“telegraph” and “lightning” on one corner of his memoranda. - -And now the committee returned, having decided, by unanimous vote, -that the mocking-bird should be the leader of the choir, as he could -sing any part, and so help along the weak ones whenever he could see -the need of it. - - * * * * * - -There was a pause after the committee had been told all that had -happened during their absence, broken at last by Bachelor. - -“I’ve been thinking,” said he, “that it might be as well for us to have -a reply to Ingersoll.” - -“What is that?” they asked, for they were getting used to strange -things, and did not seem so surprised at the new word. - -“Ingersoll is a man that says there is no God, and he has written a -great many things to prove it,” said Bachelor gravely. - -The other poor little flowers were too much shocked to say anything, -and they all looked at one another dumbly. - -“Is he blind?” asked a bird. - -“He must know better,” asserted a fern. “No one could possibly believe -such a thing.” - -“I don’t know whether he is blind, but I think not,” said Bachelor. -“They say he has made a great many other people believe as he does -because he talks so beautifully.” - -“How dreadful!” said the flowers, in a sad voice. - -“They had a man at Chautauqua who answered all he said and proved that -it was untrue, but every one did not hear him. I think we ought to have -a day to answer Ingersoll,” again said Bachelor. - -“Yes, we must,” said the north wind; “and we will all prove there _is_ -a God. No one could have made me but God.” And he blew and blew until -the flowers crouched down almost afraid at his fierceness. - -When all was quiet again, out hopped a dignified-looking bird. “My -friends,” said he, “my wife and I went to church last night, and they -sang a beautiful hymn that has long been one of my favorites. I told my -wife to listen hard, and this morning, with my help, she was able to -sing it. I think it would help on this subject if we were to sing it -for you now.” - -“Sing, sing, sing,” said the brook. - -[Illustration: “I THINK IT WOULD HELP ON THIS SUBJECT.”] - -The meek little wife at her husband’s word stepped out, and together -they sang this wonderful hymn: - - The spacious firmament on high, - With all the blue ethereal sky, - The spangled heavens, a shining frame, - Their great original proclaim; - The unwearied sun, from day to day, - Does his Creator’s power display, - And publishes to every land - The work of an Almighty hand. - - Soon as the evening shades prevail, - The moon takes up the wondrous tale, - And nightly to the listening earth - Repeats the story of her birth: - While all the stars that round her burn, - And all the planets in their turn, - Confirm the tidings as they roll, - And spread the truth from pole to pole. - - What though, in solemn silence, all - Move round the dark, terrestrial ball? - What though no _real_ voice or sound - Amid their radiant orbs be found? - In _reason’s_ ear they all rejoice, - And utter forth a glorious voice, - Forever singing as they shine, - The hand that made us is divine. - -When they had finished, the whole congregation bowed their heads. - -“Yes,” they said, “every day we will show forth the greatness of God -who made us, and that bad man will see and hear and believe, and the -people will not be led away from God any more.” - -“We will make that our great aim, to show forth the glory of God,” they -all cried together. - - * * * * * - -So the little workers planned, and sent their messengers far and wide, -over land and sea, and made out their programme; and the lecturers -spent days and days preparing their manuscript,—for aught I know they -are at it yet. - -The flowers all have received their invitations to come, and some were -so eager to be off that they packed their brown seed trunks and coaxed -the wind to carry them immediately, that they might be early on the -spot. - -Next spring when the snow is gone and the trees are putting forth their -leaves, and all looks tender and beautiful, you will see the birds -flying back and forth, very busy, carrying travellers and messages; the -squirrels will go chattering to their store-houses to see that all is -right, and to air the rooms a little; the birds will build many nests, -more than they need, and you will wonder why, and will never know -that they are summer nests for rent, else you might like to rent one -yourself. - -[Illustration: “YOU WILL SEE THE BIRDS FLYING BACK AND FORTH.”] - -The wind, too, will be busy, so busy that he will hardly have time to -dry your clothes that hang out among the apple blossoms. - -You don’t know what it all means? - -[Illustration: THE BIRDS WILL BUILD MANY NESTS.] - -[Illustration: Wake up quite early every morning and listen. 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See - <a href="https://archive.org/details/chautauquaidyl00hill"> - https://archive.org/details/chautauquaidyl00hill</a> - </td> - </tr> -</table> -<p> </p> -<hr class="pg" /> -<p> </p> -<p> </p> -<p> </p> - -<h1 class="faux">A CHAUTAUQUA IDYL</h1> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 543px;"> -<img src="images/cover.jpg" width="543" height="800" alt="This cover has been created by the transcriber by adding cover text to one of the book's images and is placed in the public domain" /> -</div> -<hr class="chap" /> - - - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 389px;"> -<img src="images/i-001.jpg" width="389" height="600" alt="THE BANK WHERE -THE VIOLETS GREW" /> -</div> - - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<div class="maintitle"> -A<br /> -CHAUTAUQUA IDYL</div> -<div class="center"><br /><br /><br /> -BY<br /> -<span class="author">GRACE LIVINGSTON</span><br /> -<br /><br /><br /> -<small>BOSTON</small><br /> -D LOTHROP COMPANY<br /> -<span class="small">FRANKLIN AND HAWLEY STREETS</span><br /> -</div> - - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<p class="copyright"> -<span class="smcap">Copyright, 1887,<br /> -by<br /> -D. Lothrop Company.</span><br /> -</p> - - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<h2>INTRODUCTORY NOTE.</h2> - - -<div class="unindent"> -<span class="smcap">My Dear Mr. Lothrop</span>:—<br /> -</div> - -<p>I have read Miss Livingston’s little idyl with much -pleasure. I cannot but think that if the older and -more sedate members of the Chautauquan circles will -read it, they will find that there are grains of profit in -it; hidden grains, perhaps, but none the worse for -being hidden at the first, if they only discover them. -Miss Livingston has herself evidently understood the -spirit of the movement in which the Chautauquan reading -circles are engaged. That is more than can be said -of everybody who expresses an opinion upon them. It -is because she expresses no opinion, but rather tells, -very simply, the story of the working out of the plan, -that I am glad you are going to publish her little poem: -for poem it is, excepting that it is not in verse or in -rhyme.</p> - -<div class="sig"> -<span style="margin-right: 10em;">Believe me,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-right: 6em;">Very truly yours,</span><br /> -<span class="smcap">Edward Everett Hale</span>.<br /> -</div> - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_1" id="Page_1">[1]</a></span></p> - - - - -<h2>A CHAUTAUQUA IDYL.</h2> - - -<p><span class="smcap">Down</span> in a rocky pasture, on the -edge of a wood, ran a little brook, -tinkle, tinkle, over the bright pebbles -of its bed. Close to the water’s -edge grew delicate ferns, and higher -up the mossy bank nestled violets, -blue and white and yellow.</p> - -<p>Later in the fall the rocky pasture -would glow with golden-rod and -brilliant sumach, and ripe milk-weed -pods would burst and fill the golden<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_2" id="Page_2">[2]</a></span> -autumn sunshine with fleecy clouds. -But now the nodding buttercups and -smiling daisies held sway, with here -and there a tall mullein standing -sentinel.</p> - -<p>It was a lovely place: off in the -distance one could see the shimmering -lake, to whose loving embrace -the brook was forever hastening, -framed by beautiful wooded hills, -with a hazy purple mountain back -of all.</p> - -<p>But the day was not lovely. -The clouds came down to the earth -as near as they dared, scowling ominously. -It was clear they had been -drinking deeply. A sticky, misty<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_3" id="Page_3">[3]</a><br /><a name="Page_4" id="Page_4">[4]</a><br /><a name="Page_5" id="Page_5">[5]</a></span> -rain filled the air, and the earth -looked sad, very sad.</p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 403px;"> -<img src="images/i-008.jpg" width="403" height="600" alt="AND RIPE MILK-WEED PODS WOULD BURST AND FILL THE GOLDEN AUTUMN SUNSHINE WITH FLEECY CLOUDS." /> -</div> - -<p>The violets had put on their gossamers -and drawn the hoods up over -their heads, the ferns looked sadly -drabbled, and the buttercups and -daisies on the opposite bank, didn’t -even lean across to speak to their -neighbors, but drew their yellow -caps and white bonnets further over -their faces, drooped their heads and -wished for the rain to be over. -The wild roses that grew on a bush -near the bank hid under their leaves. -The ferns went to sleep; even the -trees leaned disconsolately over the -brook and wished for the long,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_6" id="Page_6">[6]</a></span> -rainy afternoon to be over, while -little tired wet birds in their branches -never stirred, nor even spoke to each -other, but stood hour after hour -on one foot, with their shoulders -hunched up, and one eye shut.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>At last a little white violet broke -the damp stillness.</p> - -<p>“O dear!” she sighed, “this is so -tiresome, I wish we could do something -nice. Won’t some one please -talk a little?”</p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 387px;"> -<img src="images/i-012.jpg" width="387" height="600" alt="OFF IN THE DISTANCE ONE COULD SEE THE SHIMMERING LAKE." /> -</div> - -<p>No one spoke, and some of the -older ferns even scowled at her, but -little violet was not to be put down. -She turned her hooded face on a<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_7" id="Page_7">[7]</a><br /><a name="Page_8" id="Page_8">[8]</a><br /><a name="Page_9" id="Page_9">[9]</a></span> -tall pink bachelor button growing -by her side.</p> - -<p>This same pink button was a -new-comer among them. He had -been brought, a little brown seed, by -a fat robin, early in the spring, and -dropped down close by this sweet -violet.</p> - -<p>“Mr. Button,” she said, “you have -been a great traveller. Won’t you -tell us some of your experiences?”</p> - -<p>“Yes, yes; tell, tell, tell,” babbled -the brook.</p> - -<p>The warm wind clapped him on -the shoulder, and shook him gently, -crying,—“Tell them, old fellow, and -I’ll fan them a bit while you do it.”</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_10" id="Page_10">[10]</a></span></p> - -<p>“Tell, tell,” chirped the birds overhead.</p> - -<p>“O yes!” -chorused -the buttercups -and daisies.</p> - -<p>The little -birds opened -one eye and -perked their -heads in a listening -attitude, and all the violets put -their gossamer hoods behind their -ears so that they might hear better.</p> - -<div class="figleft" style="width: 344px;"> -<img src="images/i-015.jpg" width="344" height="387" alt="Fish" /> -<div class="caption">“AND WHAT IS CHAUTAUQUA?”</div> -</div> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_11" id="Page_11">[11]</a></span></p> - -<p>“Well, I might tell you about -Chautauqua,” said pink bachelor -thoughtfully.</p> - -<p>“And what is Chautauqua?” questioned -a saucy little fish who had -stopped on his way to the lake to -listen.</p> - -<p>“Chautauqua is a place, my young -friend, a beautiful place, where I -spent last summer with my family,” -said the bachelor in a very patronizing -tone.</p> - -<p>“Oh! you don’t say so,” said the -naughty little fish with a grimace, -and sped on his way to the lake, -to laugh with all the other fishes -at the queer new word.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_12" id="Page_12">[12]</a></span></p> - -<p>“Go on, go on, go on,” sang the -brook.</p> - -<p>“We lived in a garden by a house -just outside the gates,” began Bachelor.</p> - -<p>“What gates?” interrupted the -eager daisies.</p> - -<p>“Why, the gates of the grounds.”</p> - -<p>“What grounds?”</p> - -<p>“Why, the grounds of Chautauqua.”</p> - -<p>“But who is Chautauqua?” asked -the puzzled violets.</p> - -<p>“Don’t you know? Chautauqua is -a beautiful place in the woods, shut -in from the world by a high fence -all around it, with locked gates. It -is on the shore of a lovely lake.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_13" id="Page_13">[13]</a></span> -Many people come there every year, -and they have meetings, and they -sing beautiful songs about birds and -flowers and sky and water and God -and angels and dear little babies -and stars. Men come there from -all over this world, and stand up -and talk high, grand thoughts, and -the people listen and wave their -handkerchiefs till it looks like an -orchard full of cherry trees in -blossom.</p> - -<p>“They have lovely singers—ladies -who sing alone as sweet as birds, -and they have great grand choruses -of song besides, by hundreds of -voices. And they have instruments<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_14" id="Page_14">[14]</a></span> -to play on,—organs and pianos, and -violins and harps.”</p> - -<p>“How beautiful,” murmured the -flowers.</p> - -<p>“Tell us more,” said the brook; “tell -us more, more, more,—tell, tell, tell!”</p> - -<p>“More, more,” said the wind.</p> - -<p>“It lasts all summer, so the people -who can’t come at one time will come -at another, though my cousin said she -thought that one day all the people -in the world came at once. There -must have been something very grand -to bring so many that day. There -were not enough rooms for visitors -to sleep in, and Chautauqua is a -large place, the largest I was ever<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_15" id="Page_15">[15]</a></span> -in. Yes,” reflectively, “I think all the -world must have been there.”</p> - -<p>The little white violet looked up.</p> - -<p>“There was one day last summer -when no one came through the pasture, -and no one went by on the -road, and all day long we saw not -one person. It must have been that -day, and they were all gone to Chautauqua,” -she said softly.</p> - -<p>“I shouldn’t wonder at all,” said -Bachelor.</p> - -<p>Then they all looked sober and -still. They were thinking. The idea -that all the people in the world had -come together for a day was very -great to them.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_16" id="Page_16">[16]</a></span></p> - -<p>At last one spoke:</p> - -<p>“How nice it would be if all the -flowers in the world could come together -for a day,” said the little violet.</p> - -<p>“And all the birds,” chirped a sparrow.</p> - -<p>“And all the brooks and lakes and -ocean,” laughed the brook.</p> - -<p>“And all the trees,” sighed the tall -elm.</p> - -<p>“Oh! and all the winds. We could -make as beautiful music as ever any -organ or piano made.”</p> - -<p>“But what is it all for?” asked a -bright-eyed daisy.</p> - -<p>“To teach the people all about the -things that the great God has made,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_17" id="Page_17">[17]</a></span> -and show them how to live to please -Him, and how to please Him in the -best way,” promptly answered Bachelor.</p> - -<p>“There is a great good man at the -head of it, and I heard a lady say -that God Himself sent him there to -take care of Chautauqua for Him, for -it is all made to praise God. They -have schools,—everybody studies, but -it is all about God that they learn,—about -the things He made, or how -to praise Him better, and all the talking,—they -call it lecturing,—is to -help men to praise and love God -more. They have three beautiful -mottoes:</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_18" id="Page_18">[18]</a></span></p> - -<p>“‘We study the word and works -of God.’ ‘Let us keep our Heavenly -Father in our midst,’ and, ‘Never be -discouraged.’”</p> - -<p>“Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful,” -said the old forest tree.</p> - -<p>“It is just what we need,” piped -one of the birds. “We don’t praise -God half enough. Here we’ve been -sitting and sulking all the afternoon -because it is raining, and never one -thankful chirp have we given for all -the yesterdays and yesterdays when -it hasn’t rained. We need a Chautauqua. -I declare, I’m ashamed!” And -he poured forth such a glad, thankful -song of praise as thrilled the old forest<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_19" id="Page_19">[19]</a><br /><a name="Page_20" id="Page_20">[20]</a><br /><a name="Page_21" id="Page_21">[21]</a></span> -trees through and through and -most effectually waked the napping -ferns.</p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 390px;"> -<img src="images/i-024.jpg" width="390" height="600" alt="AND HE POURED FORTH SUCH A GLAD AND THANKFUL SONG." /> -</div> - -<p>“Yes,” said the listening daisies, -when the song was done and the bird -had stopped to rest his throat, “we -do need a Chautauqua.”</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>“Let’s have a Chautauqua!” cried -the brook.</p> - -<p>“But how could we,” said the wise-eyed -violet, “when we know so little -about it?”</p> - -<p>“I will tell you all I know,” said -Bachelor graciously. “You see we -lived just outside the gates, and people -used often to come and buy my<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_22" id="Page_22">[22]</a></span> -brothers and sisters. Once a young -man came and bought a very large -bunch of them and took them to a -young lady in a white dress, and she -wore them everywhere for three or -four days—you know our family is -a very long-lived one, and we are -something like the camel, in that we -can go a long time without a drink -of water—well, she kept them carefully -and took them everywhere she -went, and they saw and heard a great -many new things. One evening this -young lady sat in a big place full of -people, and an old lady sitting behind -her said to another lady, ‘Just see -those pink bachelor buttons! My<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_23" id="Page_23">[23]</a></span> -mother used to have some just like -them growing in her garden, years -and years ago, and I haven’t seen -any since.’ The young lady heard -her, turned around and gave her a -whole handful of my brothers and -sisters. After the meeting was out, -the old lady carried them away with -her, but one slipped out of her hand -and fell on the walk, and some one -came along in the darkness and -crushed her. Quite early the next -morning our neighbor, Mr. Robin, -going to the market for a worm for -breakfast, saw her lying in this sad -state, and with great difficulty brought -her home to us. She lived only a<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_24" id="Page_24">[24]</a></span> -day or two longer, but long enough -to tell us many of her experiences.</p> - -<p>“After she had faded and gone, our -friend Robin went every day to hear -and see what was going on inside -the great gates, and every night when -the bells were ringing”—</p> - -<p>“What bells?” interrupted an impolite -buttercup.</p> - -<p>“The night bells for the people to -go to sleep by. They rang beautiful -music on bells by the water to put -the people to sleep, and in the morning -to wake them, and they had bells -to call them to the big place to -praise God, and hear the lectures and -singing.”</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_25" id="Page_25">[25]</a></span></p> - -<p>“Beautiful, beautiful,” murmured -the brook.</p> - -<p>“And every night,” proceeded the -bachelor, “when the bells were ringing -we would wake up and Robin -would tell us all about the day inside -the gates. Of course I can’t remember -all, but I will tell you all I -know.”</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>“Perhaps I can help you a little,” -spoke out an old fish who had come -up the stream unobserved some time -before. “I lived in Lake Chautauqua -myself for some years until my -daughter sent for me to come and live -with her in yonder lake.”</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_26" id="Page_26">[26]</a></span></p> - -<p>They all looked at the old fish -with great veneration, and thanked -him kindly.</p> - -<p>“Well, how shall we begin?” said -an impatient daisy.</p> - -<p>“I should think the first thing to -be done is to make a motion that we -have a Chautauqua,” Bachelor said.</p> - -<p>Then rose up a tall old fern. “I -make a motion to that effect.”</p> - -<p>“I second it,” chirped a sparrow.</p> - -<p>“All in favor of the motion say -‘aye,’” said Bachelor, in a deep, important -voice.</p> - -<p>And then arose such a chorus of -“aye’s” as never was heard before -in that grove. The wind blew it, the<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_27" id="Page_27">[27]</a></span> -brook gurgled it, the great forest trees -waved it, all the little flowers filled -the air with their perfumed voices, -the far-off lake murmured its assent, -the purple mountain nodded its weary -old head, the sun shot triumphantly -through the dark clouds, and all God’s -works seemed joining in the “aye -aye, aye,” that echoed from hillside -to wood.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>“A unanimous vote, I think,” said -Bachelor, after the excitement had -somewhat subsided.</p> - -<p>“The next question is, When shall -we have it?”</p> - -<p>“Oh! right away, of course,” nodded<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_28" id="Page_28">[28]</a></span> -a buttercup. “See! the sun has come -out to help us.”</p> - -<p>“But,” objected white Violet, “we -can’t. We must invite all the flowers -and birds and brooks and trees -all over the world, and they will have -to get ready. It will take the flowers -the rest of this summer and all -of next winter to get their dresses -made and packed in their brown -travelling seed trunks. I’m sure it -would me if I were to go away from -here for the summer, and it is late -in the season already. We couldn’t -get word to them all in time.”</p> - -<p>“Yes,” said the fish, “and there are -the travelling expenses to be arranged<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_29" id="Page_29">[29]</a></span> -for such a large company. We -should have to secure reduced rates. -They always do on Chautauqua Lake.”</p> - -<p>“Oh! as to that,” said the wind, -“I and the birds would do the transportation -free of charge, and the brook -would do all it could, I’m sure.”</p> - -<p>“Of course, of course,” babbled the -brook.</p> - -<p>“That is very kind of you indeed,” -said Bachelor. “But I should think -that the earliest possible beginning -that we could hope to have would -be next spring.”</p> - -<p>After much impatient arguing on -the part of the buttercups and daisies, -it was finally agreed that the<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_30" id="Page_30">[30]</a></span> -first meeting of their Chautauqua -should be held the following spring.</p> - -<p>“It must last all summer,” they -said, “because some of us can come -early and some late. There is the -golden-rod now, it never can come till -late in the fall.”</p> - -<p>“Of course, of course; certainly, -certainly,” chattered the brook.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>“What comes next?” softly asked -the wild rose.</p> - -<p>“The next thing to do is to appoint -a committee to make out the -programme,” remarked the fish.</p> - -<p>“Committee! Who is that?” cried -a butterfly.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_31" id="Page_31">[31]</a></span></p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 468px;"> -<img src="images/i-036.jpg" width="468" height="600" alt="Goldenrod with a G in it" /> -<div class="caption">“THERE IS THE GOLDEN-ROD NOW.”</div> -</div> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_32" id="Page_32">[32]</a><br /><a name="Page_33" id="Page_33">[33]</a></span></p> - -<p>“Programme! what’s programme?” -chirped a sparrow.</p> - -<p>“O dear! we need a dictionary,” -sighed the roses.</p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 575px;"> -<img src="images/i-038.jpg" width="575" height="227" alt="butterfly" /> -<div class="caption">“COMMITTEE! WHO’S THAT?”</div> -</div> - -<p>“What’s a dictionary?” asked a -little upstart of a fern.</p> - -<p>“Silence!” sternly commanded -Bachelor. “Will Miss Rose kindly -explain the meaning of dictionary, -after which Mr. Fish will proceed to<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_34" id="Page_34">[34]</a></span> -tell us about programme and committee.”</p> - -<p>Little Rose blushed all over her -pretty face, and after thinking a moment, -replied,—</p> - -<p>“A dictionary is a book that tells -what all words mean.”</p> - -<p>“Oh!” sighed the wind, “we must -have a dictionary.”</p> - -<p>Mr. Fish having made a dash up -stream after a fly, now resumed his -sedate manner and spoke:</p> - -<p>“My friends, a programme says -what we will have every day, and -a committee are the ones who make it.”</p> - -<p>“Then let’s all be committee,” said -the buttercup.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_35" id="Page_35">[35]</a></span></p> - -<p>“That’s a very good plan,” said -Bachelor. “Now, what shall we have? -They always have a prayer meeting -first at Chautauqua.”</p> - -<p>“We can all pray,” said the elm. -“Let us have a prayer meeting first -every morning to thank the dear God -for the new day, and let the rising -sun be the leader.”</p> - -<p>“That is good,” said the flowers, -and bright rays of light, the sun’s -little children, kissed them tenderly.</p> - -<p>“What is next?”</p> - -<p>“They have a large choir, and every -morning after the prayer meeting they -meet and practise with the great -organ and piano and band.”</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_36" id="Page_36">[36]</a></span></p> - -<p>“We will be the singers,” chorused -the birds.</p> - -<p>“I will tinkle, tinkle, like a piano,” -sang the brook, “tinkle, tinkle, tinkle,—”</p> - -<p>“I will play the band, for I have -very many instruments at my command, -and my friend the thunder will -play the organ, while you, dear old -trees, shall be my violins and harps, -and every morning we will practise,” -said the wind.</p> - -<p>“What do they have next at Chautauqua?” -asked a pert blackbird.</p> - -<p>“Lectures,” said the fish.</p> - -<p>“What are lectures?”</p> - -<p>“Talks about things.”</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_37" id="Page_37">[37]</a></span></p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 394px;"> -<img src="images/i-042.jpg" width="394" height="600" alt="“I WILL TINKLE, TINKLE, LIKE A PIANO,” SAID THE BROOK." /> -</div> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_38" id="Page_38">[38]</a><br /><a name="Page_39" id="Page_39">[39]</a></span></p> - -<p>“What things?”</p> - -<p>“Oh! evolution and literature and -theology and philosophy and art and -poetry and science, and a great many -other things.”</p> - -<p>The high-sounding words rolled out -from that fish’s mouth as if he actually -thought he understood them.</p> - -<p>Silence reigned for a few minutes, -deep and intense, at last broken by -the white violet:</p> - -<p>“We never could have all those, for -we don’t know anything about them. -And who could talk about such things? -None of us.”</p> - -<p>Silence again. They were all thinking -earnestly.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_40" id="Page_40">[40]</a></span></p> - -<p>“I don t believe it. Not one word,” -chattered a saucy squirrel. “That’s a -fish story. As if <i>you</i> could get on -dry land and go to lectures.”</p> - -<div class="figright" style="width: 400px;"> -<img src="images/i-045.jpg" width="400" height="274" alt="squirrel" /> -<div class="caption">“I DON’T BELIEVE IT,” CHATTERED A SAUCY SQUIRREL.</div> -</div> - -<p>“Oh! very well, you needn’t believe -it if you don’t want to,” answered the -fish in a hurt tone, “but I heard a -man on board the steamer read the<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_41" id="Page_41">[41]</a></span> -programme, and those are the very -words he read.”</p> - -<p>“If we only had a dictionary,” -again sighed the rose.</p> - -<p>“Dictionary, dictionary, dic, dic, dictionary,” -murmured the brook, thoughtfully.</p> - -<p>“A dictionary is absolutely necessary -before we can proceed any -further,” said the south wind. “And -as I am obliged to travel to New -York this evening, I will search everywhere, -and if possible bring one back -with me. Anything can be had in -New York. It is getting late, and I -think we had better adjourn to meet -again to-morrow. I hope to be able<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_42" id="Page_42">[42]</a></span> -to return by two o’clock. In the -meantime, let us all think deeply of -what we have heard, and if any one -can see a way out of our difficulty, -let him tell us then.”</p> - -<p>The sunbeams kissed the flowers -good-night, the forest trees waved farewell -to the good wind, the brook -called, “Good-night! sweet dreams till -to-morrow, to-morrow, to-morrow,” and -all the air was soft with bird vespers.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>Into the bright sunshine of the -next afternoon came the winds and -the eager birds to the place on the -bank where the violets grew.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_43" id="Page_43">[43]</a></span></p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"> -<img src="images/i-048.jpg" width="500" height="381" alt="ALL THE AIR WAS SOFT WITH BIRD VESPERS." /> -</div> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_44" id="Page_44">[44]</a><br /><a name="Page_45" id="Page_45">[45]</a></span></p> - -<p>The daisies leaned far over the -bank to listen.</p> - -<p>The south wind came bringing two -or three torn sheets of an old dictionary.</p> - -<p>“It is all I could find, and I’ve had -hard work to get this,” said he. “I -went in at a window where lay an -open dictionary.—I had no idea that -a dictionary was such a very large -book.—It was an old one, so I had -no trouble in tearing out these few -leaves, as the paper was so tender. -I took them out of the window and hid -them in a safe place and went back -for more, but just as I was turning -the leaves over to find evolution, some<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_46" id="Page_46">[46]</a></span> -one came up and shut the window, -and I had to crawl out through the -cracks. Well, I have all the ‘P’s’ -and some of the ‘T’s’; we can find -theology and poetry.”</p> - -<p>“Philosophy, too,” said wise Violet.</p> - -<p>“My dear, that is spelled with an ‘f,’” -said the kind old wind patronizingly.</p> - -<p>“O, no! I am sure you are mistaken. -It is ‘p-h-i-l’; look and see if I -am not right.”</p> - -<p>The wind slowly turned over the -leaves of his meagre dictionary, and, -sure enough, there it was,—“p-h-i-l-o-s-o-p-h-y.”</p> - -<p>“Is it there? What does it say?” -questioned the eager flowers.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_47" id="Page_47">[47]</a></span></p> - -<p>“Philosophy, the love of, or search -after, wisdom,” slowly read the wind.</p> - -<p>“Oh!” said the flowers, “is that -all it is? Why, we know philosophy.”</p> - -<p>“I think the forest trees could lecture -on philosophy,” said the wind.</p> - -<p>“Yes, yes, yes,” they all cried. -“The forest trees, for they are very -old and have had longer to search for -wisdom than we.”</p> - -<p>“Very well; three lectures a week -on philosophy, by the old forest trees; -write it down, please,” cried Bachelor.</p> - -<p>The secretary, a scarlet-headed -woodpecker, carefully carved it on the -trunk of an old tree, and I think you<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_48" id="Page_48">[48]</a></span> -can still find the minutes of that day -written in lines of beauty all over the -tree.</p> - -<p>“Theology is the next word,” announced -the wind, and again turned -over the leaves of their precious dictionary.</p> - -<p>“The science of God,” he read. -“Science, what is science?” If we -only had the “s’s!”</p> - -<p>“I know what it is,” chirped a bird. -“I hopped into the schoolhouse this -morning, and a book was open on the -desk, and no one was there, so I -hopped up and took a look to see if -there was anything in it to help us. -The first words my eye fell on were<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_49" id="Page_49">[49]</a></span> -these,—‘science is knowledge.’ And -I didn’t wait for any more, but flew -away to sit in a tree and say it over -so that I wouldn’t forget it. Going -back a little later to see if I could -get any more words, I found the -schoolhouse full of dreadful boys. As -I flew away again, this little piece of -paper blew out of the window, and I -brought it, thinking it might be helpful.”</p> - -<p>As he finished speaking, he deposited -a small fragment of a definition -spelling-book at the foot of the elm -tree, and flew up into the branches -again, for he was a bashful bird, and -this was a very long speech for him -to make before so many.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_50" id="Page_50">[50]</a></span></p> - -<p>“Good, good, good,” cried all the -committee.</p> - -<p>“To go back to theology,” said the -wind. “It is the science of God. -Science is knowledge, therefore theology -is knowledge of God. That is -a very great thing. Who is able to -lecture on the knowledge of God?”</p> - -<p>Silence all. No one dared to volunteer. -None felt worthy to do so -great a thing.</p> - -<p>Out spoke a shy little wren. “Last -night I slept in a notch close over -a church window, and the window -was open and there was a meeting -of the people there and the minister -read out of the Bible these words:<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_51" id="Page_51">[51]</a><br /><a name="Page_52" id="Page_52">[52]</a><br /><a name="Page_53" id="Page_53">[53]</a></span> -‘The heavens declare the glory of -God, and the firmament sheweth his -handiwork.’”</p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 422px;"> -<img src="images/i-056.jpg" width="422" height="551" alt="puffed up bird" /> -<div class="caption">FOR HE WAS A BASHFUL BIRD.</div> -</div> - -<p>She paused a moment to gather -courage, and then said, “Why couldn’t -the heavens teach theology?”</p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 503px;"> -<img src="images/i-058.jpg" width="503" height="190" alt="night scene" /> -<div class="caption">“THE HEAVENS SHALL TEACH THEOLOGY.”</div> -</div> - -<p>“Bless your heart, little wren, that -is the very thing,” cried the blustering -north wind. And all the flowers -cried,—“The heavens shall teach -theology!”</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_54" id="Page_54">[54]</a></span></p> - -<p>The sky bowed its assent and said, -“I will do my best to perform the -wonderful work entrusted to me.”</p> - -<p>And the happy brook murmured, -“Glory, glory, glory! the glory of -God.”</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>“Now we will see what this bit -of paper has for us,” said the wind -as he picked up the paper at the foot -of the elm.</p> - -<p>“Ah! What have we here? Evolution! -Just what we want: ‘evolution, -the act of unfolding or unrolling.’”</p> - -<p>He stopped with a thoughtful look.</p> - -<div class='center'> <table class="vase" summary="vase"> -<tr><td align='left'><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> - -<div class="blockquot2"> -<p>“Yes, I see. As the young leaves<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_55" id="Page_55">[55]</a></span> -and flowers unfold. The -plants must take full -charge of this department, -I think. I remember once -turning over the leaves of -a fat, dark-gray book, with -gilt letters on its back. -It lay on a minister’s -window-seat, and it looked -interesting, so I read a -few minutes while the -minister was out and not<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_56" id="Page_56">[56]</a></span> -using it, and among other things that -I read was this, and it stayed with -me ever since: ‘A lily grows mysteriously. -Shaped into beauty by secret -and invisible fingers, the flower -develops, we know not how. Every -day the thing is done: it is God.’ -You see, my dear,” addressing himself -to a pure white lily that had -only that morning unfolded its delicate -petals to the sun, “you see a -great many don’t understand how it -is done. You need to tell how God -has made you able to unfold.”</p></div> -<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></td> -</tr></table></div> -<p>“Yes, we will, we can,” they all cried.</p> - -<p>“The flowers will speak on Evolution,” -wrote down Woodpecker.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_57" id="Page_57">[57]</a></span></p> - -<p>“There are three more words spoken -by our friend Fish, still unexplained,—literature,—”</p> - -<p>“I know what literature means, -Mr. Wind, it is books,” announced a -bright butterfly who had just arrived -on the scene.</p> - -<p>“Are you sure?” questioned the -fish doubtfully.</p> - -<p>“Yes; of course I am. I went with -a big pinch-bug one day into a great -room full of books, and he said, when -he saw the shelves and shelves full -of them, ‘My! what a lot of literature!’”</p> - -<p>The committee looked convinced, -but now came the question of books,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_58" id="Page_58">[58]</a></span>—Where -should they get them? How -could they lecture on books, when they -knew nothing about them?</p> - -<p>“We must just send word around -to all the flowers and birds and trees -and everything, to see who can lecture -on books, and we must all keep our -eyes and ears open,” said a buttercup -bud.</p> - -<p>“We shall have to lay that on the -table for the present,” said the wind.</p> - -<p>“But we haven’t any table,” chattered -a squirrel.</p> - -<p>“A well brought-up squirrel should -know better than to interrupt. We -shall have to put this aside, then, -until we can learn more about it. In<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_59" id="Page_59">[59]</a></span> -the meantime, let us proceed with the -next word on the list, poetry.”</p> - -<p>“I know,” said the brook. “A bit -of paper lay upon my bank, miles and -miles away from here, too high up -for me to reach, but I could read it. -It said, ‘For poetry is the blossom -and the fragrance of all human knowledge.’ -And I have said it over and -over all the way here.”</p> - -<p>“Ah! the flowers shall give us -poetry,” said the good old wind.</p> - -<p>Bachelor bowed his head and said, -“We will try.”</p> - -<p>“Try, try, try,” chattered the brook.</p> - -<p>“Art is next, I believe,” said Bachelor.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_60" id="Page_60">[60]</a></span></p> - -<p>“Yes, art,” said a squirrel.</p> - -<p>“Art is making pictures,” said the -moss.</p> - -<p>“Then the sunset must paint them, -for there are no pictures made like -those of the sunset,” said the wind.</p> - -<p>The sun hastened to mix his paint, -and in answer to the request that he -would be professor of art, painted one -of the most glorious sunset scenes -that mortal eye has ever looked upon. -Rapidly he dashed on the color, delicate -greens and blues blending with -the sea-shell pink, and glowing with -deep crimson and gold, till the assembled -committee fairly held their -breaths with delight. The crimson<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_61" id="Page_61">[61]</a></span> -and gold and purple in the west were -beginning to fade and mix with soft -greys and tender yellows, before the -committee thought of returning to -their work.</p> - -<p>“What a lot of time we have -wasted,” said the oldest squirrel; “to-morrow -is Sunday, and of course we -can’t work then, and now it is time -to go home.”</p> - -<p>“Not wasted, dear squirrel,” said -White Violet, “not wasted when we -were looking at God’s beautiful sunset.”</p> - -<p>Bachelor looked down at her in all -her sweetness and purity, and some -of the flowers say that later when he<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_62" id="Page_62">[62]</a></span> -went to bid her good-night—under -the shadow of a fern—he kissed -her.</p> - -<p>“To-morrow being Sunday reminds -me that we have not made any arrangements -for our Sunday sermons. -They always have great sermons at -Chautauqua, and I have often heard -the passengers on the steamer scolding -because the boats did not run on -Sunday, for they said the great men -always kept their best thoughts for -sermons.” This from the fish.</p> - -<p>They all paused. “We can’t any -of us preach sermons, what shall we -do?” questioned a fern.</p> - -<p>“I’m sure I don’t know; we might<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_63" id="Page_63">[63]</a></span> -each of us go to church and listen to -a sermon and preach it over again,” -said a thoughtful bird.</p> - -<p>“But we couldn’t remember it all, -and by next summer we would have -forgotten it entirely,” said one more -cautious.</p> - -<p>“Well, we must go,” said the wind. -“Monday we will consider these subjects. -To-morrow is God’s day, and -we must go immediately, for it is -getting dark.”</p> - -<p>And so they all rested on the Sabbath -day, and praised the great God, -and never a wee violet, nor even -a chattering chipmunk, allowed his -thoughts to wander off to the great<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_64" id="Page_64">[64]</a></span> -programme for the next summer, but -gave their thoughts to holy things.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>The busy Monday’s work was all -done up, and the committee gathered -again, waiting for the work to go -on, when there came flying in great -haste, a little bluebird, and, breathless, -stopped on a branch to rest a moment -ere he tried to speak.</p> - -<p>“What is the matter?” they all -cried.</p> - -<p>“Were you afraid you would be -late? You ought not to risk your -health; it is not good to get so out -of breath,” said a motherly old robin.</p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 388px;"> -<img src="images/i-070.jpg" width="388" height="500" alt="woman reading" /> -<div class="caption">“CLOSE TO A WINDOW WHERE SAT AN OLD LADY.”</div> -</div> - -<p>“Oh! I have such good news to<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_65" id="Page_65">[65]</a><br /><a name="Page_66" id="Page_66">[66]</a><br /><a name="Page_67" id="Page_67">[67]</a></span> -tell you,” cried the little bird as soon -as he could speak. “I sat on a -bough this morning, close to a window -where sat an old lady, who was -reading aloud to a sick man, so I -stopped to listen. These are the -words she read,—‘Sermons in stones, -books in running brooks.’ I didn’t -hear any more, but came right away -to study that. I was so glad I had -found something to help us. Two -things in one.”</p> - -<p>They all looked very much amazed.</p> - -<p>“Why, we didn’t think we could -do anything!” cried the stones, “and -here we can do one of the best -things there is to be done. Thank<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_68" id="Page_68">[68]</a></span> -the dear God for that. We will preach -sermons full of God and his works, -for we have seen a great many ages, -and their story is locked up in us.”</p> - -<p>“And the brook shall tell us of -books,” said the old wind. “There -is good in everything, and we shall -try not to feel discouraged the next -time we are in a difficulty.”</p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 380px;"> -<img src="images/i-074.jpg" width="380" height="500" alt="girl framed by branches" /> -<div class="caption">“A SMALL GIRL JUST UNDER MY NEST IN THE ORCHARD.”</div> -</div> - -<p>“Books in running brooks,” said -the brook. “Books, books, books. -And I too can praise Him.”</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>“This morning,” said a sober-looking -bird, “a small girl just under my -nest in the orchard, was saying something -over and over to herself, and I<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_69" id="Page_69">[69]</a><br /><a name="Page_70" id="Page_70">[70]</a><br /><a name="Page_71" id="Page_71">[71]</a></span> -listened; and these were the words -that she said:</p> - - -<div class="poetry-container"> - <div class="poetry"> -<div class="verse">The ocean looketh up to heaven as ’twere a living thing,</div> -<div class="verse">The homage of its waves is given in ceaseless worshipping.</div> -<div class="verse">They kneel upon the sloping sand, as bends the human knee,</div> -<div class="verse">A beautiful and tireless band, the priesthood of the sea,</div> -<div class="verse">They pour the glittering treasures out which in the deep have birth,</div> -<div class="verse">And chant their awful hymns about the watching-hills of earth.</div> -</div> -</div> - - -<p>“If the ocean is so good and grand -as that he ought to do something at -our Chautauqua. Couldn’t he? God -must love him very much, he worships -him so much.”</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_72" id="Page_72">[72]</a></span></p> - -<p>“Yes,” said the elm tree. “I have -heard that a great man once said, -‘God, God, God walks on thy watery -rim.’”</p> - -<p>“Wonderful, glorious,” murmured -the flowers.</p> - -<p>“They tell stories at Chautauqua—pretty -stories about things and people; -and I have heard that Ocean has -a wonderful story. We might send -word to ask if he will tell it,” suggested -Bachelor.</p> - -<p>“I fear he cannot leave home,” -said the wind, “but we might try -him.”</p> - -<p>So it was agreed that the woodpecker -should write a beautiful letter,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_73" id="Page_73">[73]</a></span> -earnestly inviting him to take part -in the grand new movement for the -coming summer. The brook agreed -to carry the daintily-carved missive -to the lake, and the lake to the river, -and the river would carry it to the -sea.</p> - -<p>Bachelor spoke next: “They have -a School of Languages at Chautauqua, -could we have one?”</p> - -<p>“I have thought of that,” said the -fish, “but who could teach it?”</p> - -<p>“That is the trouble,” said Bachelor, -slowly shaking his head.</p> - -<p>“I know,” said a little bird. “I -went to church last night and heard -the Bible read, and it said, ‘Day unto<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_74" id="Page_74">[74]</a></span> -day uttereth speech, and night unto -night sheweth knowledge. There is -no speech nor language where their -voice is not heard.’ I think the day -and the night could teach the School -of Languages.”</p> - -<p>“The day and the night, the day -and the night,” said the brook.</p> - -<p>“Yes,” said the oldest tree of all, -“the day and the night know all languages.”</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>“We must have a Missionary Day -and a Temperance Day,” said the -wise old fish.</p> - -<p>“What is a Temperance Day?” -asked a young squirrel, who was not<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_75" id="Page_75">[75]</a></span> -yet very well acquainted with the -questions of the day.</p> - -<p>“My dear,” said his mother, “there -are some bad people in the world -who make vile stuff and give it to -people to drink, and it makes them sick -and cross; then they do not please God, -and there are some good people who -are trying to keep the bad people from -making it, and the others from drinking -it; they are called Temperance.”</p> - -<p>“Oh!” said the squirrel, “but why -do the folks drink it? I should think -they’d know better.”</p> - -<p>“So should I, but they don’t. Why, -my dear, I must tell you of something -that happened to me once. I<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_76" id="Page_76">[76]</a></span> -lived in a tree at a summer resort, -that year, and just under my bough -was a window; a young man roomed -there for a few days, and every morning -he would come to the window -with a black bottle in his hand, and -pour out some dark stuff and mix -sugar and water with it, and drink it -as if he thought it was very good. -I watched him for several mornings, -and one morning the bell rang while -he was drinking, and he left the glass -on the window-sill, and went to -breakfast. I hopped down to see -what it was, and it smelled good, so -I tasted it. I liked the taste pretty -well, so I drank all there was left.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_77" id="Page_77">[77]</a></span> -Then I started home, but, will you -believe it? I could not walk straight, -and very soon I could hardly stand -up. I tried to climb up a tree, but -fell off the first bough, and there I lay -for a long, long time. When I awoke -I had such a terrible pain in my -head! All that day I suffered, and -didn’t get over my bad feelings for -several days. I tell this as a warning -to you, that you may never be -tempted to touch anything to drink -but water, my dear.”</p> - -<p>“You must tell that story, Mrs. -Squirrel,” said Bachelor. “And we -will call it a story of intemperance, -by one of its victims.”</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_78" id="Page_78">[78]</a></span></p> - -<p>“I will, with all my heart, if it -will do any one any good,” she responded.</p> - -<p>“Yes, we must have a Temperance -Day and all make a speech on drinking -cold water,” said the fish.</p> - -<p>“And dew,” said the violet.</p> - -<p>“I have always drank water, and -never anything else, and I think one -could scarcely find an older or a -healthier tree than I am,” said the -elm.</p> - -<p>“That is true,” said the fish.</p> - -<p>“Cold water, cold water, cold water,” -babbled the brook.</p> - -<p>“Yes, we can all speak on Temperance -Day; we will have a great<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_79" id="Page_79">[79]</a></span> -platform meeting. That is what they -call it at Chautauqua when a great -many speak about one thing. I heard -a man telling his little girl about it -on the boat,” said the fish.</p> - -<p>And the woodpecker wrote it -down.</p> - -<p>“What was that other you said?” -asked a sharp little chipmunk.</p> - -<p>“Missionary Day,” said the fish.</p> - -<p>“And what is that?”</p> - -<p>“Why, there are home missions -and foreign missions,” said the fish. -“And they talk about them both. I -think they have a day for each, or -maybe two or three. Missions are -doing good to some one, but I don’t<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_80" id="Page_80">[80]</a></span> -exactly see the difference between -home and foreign missions.”</p> - -<p>“Why, that is plain to me,” said -Bachelor. “Home missions is when -some one does something kind to you, -and foreign missions is when you do -something kind to some one else.”</p> - -<p>“Of course; why didn’t I think of -that before?” said the fish.</p> - -<p>“One day last year I was very -hungry,” said a robin, “very hungry -and cold. I had come on too early -in the season. There came a cold -snap, and the ground was frozen. I -could find nothing at all to eat. I -was almost frozen myself, and had -begun to fear that my friends would<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_81" id="Page_81">[81]</a></span> -come on to find me starved to death -instead of getting ready for them as -they expected. But a little girl saw -me and threw some crumbs out of -the window. I went and ate them, -and every day as long as the cold -weather lasted she threw me crumbs—such -good ones too—some of them -cake; and she gave me silk ravelings -to make my nest of. I think that -was a home mission, don’t you?”</p> - -<p>“Yes, my dear, it was,” said Bachelor.</p> - -<p>“You might tell that as one thing,” -said the wind.</p> - -<p>“I will,” said Birdie.</p> - -<p>Said a daisy, “When I was very<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_82" id="Page_82">[82]</a></span> -thirsty, one day, and the clouds sent -down no good rain, the dear brook -jumped up high here, and splashed -on me so I could drink, and I think -that was a home mission.”</p> - -<p>“Yes, yes,” said the elm, “it -was.”</p> - -<p>“I know a story I could tell,” said -the ferns.</p> - -<p>“And I,” said the elm; “one of -many years ago, when I was but a -little twig.”</p> - -<p>“I know a home mission story -too,” said White Violet.</p> - -<p>“And I,” said the brook. “Once I -was almost all dried up and could -hardly reach the lake, and a dear<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_83" id="Page_83">[83]</a><br /><a name="Page_84" id="Page_84">[84]</a><br /><a name="Page_85" id="Page_85">[85]</a></span> -lovely spring burst up and helped -me along until the dry season was -over.”</p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 380px;"> -<img src="images/i-088.jpg" width="380" height="600" alt="landscape" /> -<div class="caption">“YES, YES,” SAID THE ELM, “IT WAS.”</div> -</div> - -<p>“And I, and I,” chorused a thousand -voices.</p> - -<p>“But what about foreign missions?” -said the fish.</p> - -<p>“I sang a beautiful song to a sad -old lady in a window, this morning,” -said a mocking-bird.</p> - -<p>“That’s foreign missions,” said the -chipmunk.</p> - -<p>“Some naughty boys hid another -boy’s hat yesterday, and I found it -for him and blew it to his feet,” said -the wind.</p> - -<p>“I sent a bunch of buds to a sick<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_86" id="Page_86">[86]</a></span> -girl, this morning,” said the rose-bush -with a blush.</p> - -<p>“I think we shall have no lack of -foreign missions,” remarked Bachelor.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>“But what can <i>we</i> do?” asked an -old gray squirrel. “We can’t preach, -nor teach. We can run errands and -carry messages, but that isn’t much.”</p> - -<p>“You might be on the commissary -department,” said the wind.</p> - -<p>“What’s that?” they all asked.</p> - -<p>“Things to eat. We shall need -a great many, and you could all lay -in a stock of nuts, enough to last -all summer, for a great many.”</p> - -<p>“Why, surely!” they cried, and all<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_87" id="Page_87">[87]</a></span> -that fall such a hurrying and scurrying -from bough to bough there -was as never was seen before. They -worked very hard, storing up nuts, -and the people came near not getting -any at all.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>It must have been about a week -from the time they sent their letter -to Old Ocean, that one afternoon as -they were assembled, waiting for the -decision of a certain little committee, -which had been sent over behind -a stone to decide who should -be the leader of the choir, that up -the stream came a weary little fish.</p> - -<p>He was unlike any fish that had<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_88" id="Page_88">[88]</a></span> -ever been seen in that brook, and -caused a great deal of remark among -the flowers before he was within -hearing distance.</p> - -<p>He came wearily, as though he had -travelled a long distance, but as he -drew nearer, the old fish exclaimed, -“There comes a salt-water fish! perhaps -he has a message from the -ocean.”</p> - -<p>Then the little company were all -attention.</p> - -<p>Nearer and nearer he came, and -stopped before the old fish with a -low bow, inquiring whether this was -the Chautauqua Committee.</p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 401px;"> -<img src="images/i-094.jpg" width="401" height="178" alt="hawthorne burr" /> -<div class="caption">“AND THE PEOPLE CAME NEAR NOT GETTING ANY AT ALL.”</div> -</div> - -<p>On being told that it was, he laid<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_89" id="Page_89">[89]</a><br /><a name="Page_90" id="Page_90">[90]</a><br /><a name="Page_91" id="Page_91">[91]</a></span> -a bit of delicate sea-weed, a pearly -shell, and a beautiful stem of coral -upon the bank, and said: “I have a -message from Old Ocean for you. -He sends you greetings and many -good wishes for the success of your -plan, and regrets deeply that he cannot -be with you next summer; but -he is old, very old, and he has so -much to do that he cannot leave -even for a day or two. If he should, -the world would be upside down. -There would be no rain in the brooks, -the lakes would dry up, and the crops -and the people all would die.”</p> - -<p>“O dear! and we should die too,” -said the flowers.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_92" id="Page_92">[92]</a></span></p> - -<p>“Yes, you would die, too,” said the -salt-water fish.</p> - -<p>“He has a great many other things -besides to take care of; there are -the great ships to carry from shore -to shore, and there is the telegraph,—”</p> - -<p>“What is telegraph?” interrupted -that saucy little squirrel who had no -regard even for a stranger’s presence.</p> - -<p>“Telegraph is a big rope that people -send letters to their friends on. -It is under the water in the ocean, -and the letters travel so fast that we -have never yet been able to see them, -though we have watched night and -day.”</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_93" id="Page_93">[93]</a></span></p> - -<p>“Wonderful, strange,” they all murmured.</p> - -<p>“Old Ocean says,” proceeded the -messenger, “that he cannot give you -all of his story, as it would be too -long, but that he sends some of it -written on this shell, and in this -coral and in this bit of sea-weed. -In the shell is a drop of pure salt -water that if carefully examined will -tell you many more wonderful things.”</p> - -<p>They all thanked the fish kindly -for coming so far to bring them these -treasures, and begged him to stay and -rest, but he declined, saying he had -a family at home and must hasten, -so he turned to go.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_94" id="Page_94">[94]</a></span></p> - -<p>“Stay!” cried Bachelor. “Wouldn’t -you be willing to come next summer -and give us a lecture on the telegraph?”</p> - -<p>The fish laughed.</p> - -<p>“Bless you!” said he, “I couldn’t -do that. I don’t know enough about -it myself. Ask the lightning. He is -the head manager, and will give you -all the lectures you want. Good-by! -the sun is getting low, and I must be -off.” And he sped away, leaving the -woodpecker writing down “telegraph” -and “lightning” on one corner of his -memoranda.</p> - -<p>And now the committee returned, -having decided, by unanimous vote,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_95" id="Page_95">[95]</a></span> -that the mocking-bird should be the -leader of the choir, as he could sing -any part, and so help along the weak -ones whenever he could see the need -of it.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>There was a pause after the committee -had been told all that had happened -during their absence, broken at -last by Bachelor.</p> - -<p>“I’ve been thinking,” said he, “that -it might be as well for us to have a -reply to Ingersoll.”</p> - -<p>“What is that?” they asked, for -they were getting used to strange -things, and did not seem so surprised -at the new word.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_96" id="Page_96">[96]</a></span></p> - -<p>“Ingersoll is a man that says there -is no God, and he has written a great -many things to prove it,” said Bachelor -gravely.</p> - -<p>The other poor little flowers were -too much shocked to say anything, -and they all looked at one another -dumbly.</p> - -<p>“Is he blind?” asked a bird.</p> - -<p>“He must know better,” asserted -a fern. “No one could possibly believe -such a thing.”</p> - -<p>“I don’t know whether he is blind, -but I think not,” said Bachelor. -“They say he has made a great -many other people believe as he does -because he talks so beautifully.”</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_97" id="Page_97">[97]</a></span></p> - -<p>“How dreadful!” said the flowers, -in a sad voice.</p> - -<p>“They had a man at Chautauqua -who answered all he said and proved -that it was untrue, but every one did -not hear him. I think we ought to -have a day to answer Ingersoll,” -again said Bachelor.</p> - -<p>“Yes, we must,” said the north -wind; “and we will all prove there -<i>is</i> a God. No one could have made -me but God.” And he blew and -blew until the flowers crouched down -almost afraid at his fierceness.</p> - -<p>When all was quiet again, out -hopped a dignified-looking bird. “My -friends,” said he, “my wife and I went<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_98" id="Page_98">[98]</a></span> -to church last night, and they sang a -beautiful hymn that has long been one -of my favorites. I told my wife to -listen hard, and -this morning, with -my help, she was -able to sing it. I -think it would help -on this subject if -we were to sing it -for you now.”</p> - -<p>“Sing, sing, -sing,” said the -brook.</p> - -<div class="figleft" style="width: 209px;"> -<img src="images/i-103.jpg" width="209" height="300" alt="two birds" /> -<div class="caption">“I THINK IT WOULD HELP -ON THIS SUBJECT.”</div> -</div> - -<p>The meek little wife at her husband’s -word stepped out, and together -they sang this wonderful hymn:</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_99" id="Page_99">[99]</a></span></p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> - <div class="poetry"> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">The spacious firmament on high,</div> -<div class="verse">With all the blue ethereal sky,</div> -<div class="verse">The spangled heavens, a shining frame,</div> -<div class="verse">Their great original proclaim;</div> -<div class="verse">The unwearied sun, from day to day,</div> -<div class="verse">Does his Creator’s power display,</div> -<div class="verse">And publishes to every land</div> -<div class="verse">The work of an Almighty hand.</div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Soon as the evening shades prevail,</div> -<div class="verse">The moon takes up the wondrous tale,</div> -<div class="verse">And nightly to the listening earth</div> -<div class="verse">Repeats the story of her birth:</div> -<div class="verse">While all the stars that round her burn,</div> -<div class="verse">And all the planets in their turn,</div> -<div class="verse">Confirm the tidings as they roll,</div> -<div class="verse">And spread the truth from pole to pole.</div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">What though, in solemn silence, all</div> -<div class="verse">Move round the dark, terrestrial ball?</div> -<div class="verse">What though no <i>real</i> voice or sound</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_100" id="Page_100">[100]</a></span>Amid their radiant orbs be found?</div> -<div class="verse">In <i>reason’s</i> ear they all rejoice,</div> -<div class="verse">And utter forth a glorious voice,</div> -<div class="verse">Forever singing as they shine,</div> -<div class="verse">The hand that made us is divine.</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<p>When they had finished, the whole -congregation bowed their heads.</p> - -<p>“Yes,” they said, “every day we will -show forth the greatness of God who -made us, and that bad man will see -and hear and believe, and the people -will not be led away from God any -more.”</p> - -<p>“We will make that our great aim, -to show forth the glory of God,” they -all cried together.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>So the little workers planned, and -sent their messengers far and wide,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_101" id="Page_101">[101]</a></span> -over land and sea, and made out their -programme; and the lecturers spent -days and days preparing their manuscript,—for -aught I know they are at -it yet.</p> - -<p>The flowers all have received their -invitations to come, and some were so -eager to be off that they packed their -brown seed trunks and coaxed the -wind to carry them immediately, that -they might be early on the spot.</p> - -<p>Next spring when the snow is gone -and the trees are putting forth their -leaves, and all looks tender and beautiful, -you will see the birds flying back -and forth, very busy, carrying travellers -and messages; the squirrels will<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_102" id="Page_102">[102]</a></span> -go chattering to their store-houses to -see that all is right, and to air the -rooms a little; -the birds -will build -many nests, -more than -they need, -and you will wonder why, and will -never know that they are summer -nests for rent, else you might like to -rent one yourself.</p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 267px;"> -<img src="images/i-107.jpg" width="267" height="142" alt="birds flying" /> -<div class="caption">“YOU WILL SEE THE BIRDS FLYING -BACK AND FORTH.”</div> -</div> - -<p>The wind, too, will be busy, so busy -that he will hardly have time to dry -your clothes that hang out among the -apple blossoms.</p> - -<p>You don’t know what it all means?</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_103" id="Page_103">[103]</a></span></p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 409px;"> -<img src="images/i-108.jpg" width="409" height="600" alt="birds in tree" /> -<div class="caption">THE BIRDS WILL BUILD MANY NESTS.</div> -</div> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_104" id="Page_104">[104]</a></span></p> - -<div class='center'> <table class="dogwood" summary="dogwood"> -<tr><td align='left'><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> -<div class="blockquot3"> -<p>Wake up quite early -every morning and listen. -Be patient, and -one morning, just as -the first pink glow of -the rising sun tinges -the east, you will hear -a watching tree call -out,—</p></div> -<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></td> -</tr></table></div> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_105" id="Page_105">[105]</a></span></p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 401px;"> -<img src="images/i-110.jpg" width="401" height="600" alt="" /> -</div> - -<div class="blockquot4"> -The year’s at the spring,<br /> -And the day’s at the morn;<br /> -Morning’s at seven;<br /> -The hillside’s dew pearled;<br /> -The lark’s on the wing;<br /> -The snail’s on the thorn;<br /> -God’s in his heaven—<br /> -All’s right with the world.<br /> -</div> - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_106" id="Page_106">[106]</a></span></p> - -<p>And then all the lily-bells will chime -out the call to prayer, the great red -sun will come up and lead, and the -little Chautauqua will open.</p> - -<p>You will hear the sweet notes of -praise from the bird choir, and prayers -will rise from the flowers like sweet -incense; you will see and hear it all, -but will you remember that it is all to -show forth the glory of God?</p> - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_i" id="Page_i">[i]</a></span></p> - - - - -<h2>THE SCHOOL OF HOME.</h2> - - -<p>Let the school of home be a good one. Let reading be -such as to quicken the mind for better reading still; for -the school at home is progressive.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>The baby is to be read to. What shall mother and -sister and father and brother read to the baby?</p> - -<p><span class="smcap">Babyland.</span> Babyland rhymes and jingles; great big -letters and little thoughts and words out of <span class="smcap">Babyland</span>. -Pictures so easy to understand that baby quickly learns -the meaning of light and shade, of distance, of tree, of -cloud. The grass is green; the sky is blue; the flowers—are -they red or yellow? That depends on mother’s -house-plants. Baby sees in the picture what she sees in -the home and out of the window.</p> - -<p><span class="smcap">Babyland</span>, mother’s monthly picture-and-jingle primer -for baby’s diversion, and baby’s mother-help; 50 cents -a year.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>What, when baby begins to read for herself? <span class="smcap">Our -Little Men and Women</span> is made to go on with. <span class="smcap">Babyland</span> -forms the reading habit. Think of a baby with the -reading habit! After a little she picks up the letters -and wants to know what they mean. The jingles are -jingles still; but the tales that lie under the jingles -begin to ask questions.</p> - -<p>What do Jack and Jill go up the hill after water for? -Isn’t water down hill? Baby is outgrowing <span class="smcap">Babyland</span>.</p> - -<p>No more nonsense. There is fun enough in sense. -The world is full of interesting things; and, if they come -to a growing child not in discouraging tangles but an -easy one at a time, there is fun enough in getting hold<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_ii" id="Page_ii">[ii]</a></span> -of them. That is the way to grow. <span class="smcap">Our Little Men -and Women</span> helps such growth as that. Beginnings of -things made easy by words and pictures; not too easy. -The reading habit has got to another stage.</p> - -<p>A dollar for such a school as that for a year.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>Then comes <span class="smcap">The Pansy</span> with stories of child-life, travel -at home and abroad, adventure, history old and new, religion -at home and over the seas, and roundabout tales -on the International Sunday School Lesson.</p> - -<p>Pansy the editor; <span class="smcap">The Pansy</span> the magazine. There -are thousands and thousands of children and children of -larger growth all over the country who know about Pansy -the writer, and <span class="smcap">The Pansy</span> the magazine. There are -thousands and thousands more who will be glad to know.</p> - -<p>A dollar a year for <span class="smcap">The Pansy</span>.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>The reading habit is now pretty well established; not -only the reading habit, but liking for useful reading; and -useful reading leads to learning.</p> - -<p>Now comes <span class="smcap">Wide Awake</span>, vigorous, hearty, not to say -heavy. No, it isn’t heavy, though full as it can be of -practical help along the road to sober manhood and womanhood. -Full as it can be! There is need of play as -well as of work; and <span class="smcap">Wide Awake</span> has its mixture of -work and rest and play. The work is all toward self-improvement; -so is the rest; and so is the play. $2.40 -a year.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>Specimen copies of all the Lothrop magazines for -fifteen cents; any one for five—in postage stamps.</p> - -<p>Address D. Lothrop Company, Boston.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_iii" id="Page_iii">[iii]</a></span></p> - -<p>You little know what help there is in books for the -average housewife.</p> - -<p>Take <i>Domestic Problems</i>, for instance, beginning with -this hard question: “How may a woman enjoy the delights -of culture and at the same time fulfil her duties to -family and household?” The second chapter quotes from -somebody else: “It can’t be done. I’ve tried it; but, as -things now are, it can’t be done.”</p> - -<p>Mrs. Diaz looks below the surface. Want of preparation -and culture, she says, is at the bottom of a woman’s -failure, just as it is of a man’s.</p> - -<p>The proper training of children, for instance, can’t be -done without some comprehension of children themselves, -of what they ought to grow to, their stages, the means of -their guidance, the laws of their health, and manners. -But mothers get no hint of most of these things until they -have to blunder through them. Why not? Isn’t the -training of children woman’s mission? Yes, in print, but -not in practice. What is her mission in practice? Cooking -and sewing!</p> - -<p>Woman’s worst failure then is due to the stupid blunder -of putting comparatively trivial things before the most important -of all. The result is bad children and waste of a -generation or two—all for putting cooking and sewing -before the training of children.</p> - -<p>Now will any one venture to say that any particular -mother, you for instance, has got to put cooking and sewing -before the training of children?</p> - -<p>Any mother who really makes up her mind to put her -children first can find out how to grow tolerable children -at least.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_iv" id="Page_iv">[iv]</a></span></p> - -<p>And that is what Mrs. Diaz means by preparation—a -little knowledge beforehand—the little that leads to more.</p> - -<p>It <i>can</i> be done; and <i>you</i> can do it! Will you? It’s a -matter of choice; and you are the chooser.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>Domestic Problems. By Mrs. A. M. Diaz. $1. D. Lothrop Company, Boston.</p></div> - -<p>We have touched on only one subject. The author -treats of many.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>Dr. Buckley the brilliant and versatile editor of the -<i>Christian Advocate</i> says in the preface of his book on -northern Europe “I hope to impart to such as have never -seen those countries as clear a view as can be obtained -from reading” and “My chief reason for traveling in -Russia was to study Nihilism and kindred subjects.”</p> - -<p>This affords the best clue to his book to those who -know the writer’s quickness, freshness, independence, -force, and penetration.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>The Midnight Sun, the Tsar and the Nihilist. Adventures and Observations in -Norway, Sweden and Russia. By J. M. Buckley, LL. D. 72 illustrations, 376 -pages. $3. D. Lothrop Company, Boston.</p></div> - -<p>Just short of the luxurious in paper, pictures and print.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>The writer best equipped for such a task has put into -one illustrated book a brief account of every American -voyage for polar exploration, including one to the south -almost forgotten.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>American Explorations in the Ice Zones. By Professor J. E. Nourse, U. S. N. -10 maps, 120 illustrations, 624 pages. Cloth, $3, gilt edges $3.50, half-calf $6 -D. Lothrop Company, Boston.</p></div> - -<p>Not written especially for boys; but they claim it.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_v" id="Page_v">[v]</a></span></p> - -<p>The wife of a U. S. lighthouse inspector, Mary Bradford -Crowninshield, writes the story of a tour of inspection -along the coast of Maine with two boys on board—for -other boys of course. A most instructive as well as delightful -excursion.</p> - -<p>The boys go up the towers and study the lamps and -lanterns and all the devices by which a light in the night -is made to tell the wary sailor the coast he is on; and so -does the reader. Stories of wrecks and rescues beguile -the waiting times. There are no waiting times in the -story.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>All Among the Lighthouses, or Cruise of the Goldenrod. By Mary Bradford -Crowninshield. 32 illustrations, 392 pages. $2.50. D. Lothrop Company, Boston.</p></div> - -<p>There’s a vast amount of coast-lore besides.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>Mr. Grant Allen, who knows almost as much as anybody, -has been making a book of twenty-eight separate parts, -and says of it: “These little essays are mostly endeavors -to put some of the latest results of science in simple, -clear and intelligible language.”</p> - -<p>Now that is exactly what nine hundred and ninety-nine -in a thousand of us want, if it isn’t dry. And it isn’t dry. -Few of those who have the wonderful knowledge of what -is going on in the learned world have the gift of popular -explanation—the gift of telling of it. Mr. Allen has -that gift; the knowledge, the teaching grace, the popular -faculty.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>Common Sense Science. By Grant Allen. 318 pages. $1.50. D. Lothrop Company, -Boston.</p></div> - -<p>By no means a list of new-found facts; but the bearings -of them on common subjects.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_vi" id="Page_vi">[vi]</a></span></p> - -<p>We don’t go on talking as if the earth were the centre -of things, as if Galileo never lived. Huxley and Spencer -have got to be heard. Shall we wait two hundred and -fifty years?</p> - -<p>The book is simply an easy means of intelligence.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>There is nothing more dreary than chemistry taught as -it used to be taught to beginners. There is nothing -brighter and fuller of keen delight than chemistry taught -as it can be taught to little children even.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>Real Fairy Folks. By Lucy Rider Meyer, A. M. 389 pages. $1.25. D. Lothrop -Company, Boston.</p></div> - -<p>“I’ll be their teacher—give them private scientific -lectures! Trust me to manage the school part!” The -book is alive with the secrets of things.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>It takes a learned man to write an easy book on almost -any subject.</p> - -<p>Arthur Gilman, of the College for Women, at Cambridge, -known as the “Harvard Annex,” has made a little -book to help young people along in the use of the dictionary. -One can devour it in an hour or two; but the -reading multiplies knowledge and means of knowledge.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>Short Stories from the Dictionary. By Arthur Gilman, M. A. 129 pages. 60 -cents. D. Lothrop Company, Boston.</p></div> - -<p>An unconscious beginning of what may grow to be -philology, if one’s faculty lies that way. Such bits of -education are of vastly more importance than most of -us know. They are the seeds of learning.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_vii" id="Page_vii">[vii]</a></span></p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>Elizabeth P. Peabody at the age of eighty-four years -has made a book of a number of essays, written during -fifty years of a most productive life, on subjects of lasting -interest, published forgotten years ago in <i>Emerson’s Magazine</i>, -<i>The Dial</i>, Lowell’s <i>Pioneer</i>, etc.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>Last Evening with Allston and Other Papers, 350 pages. $1.50. D. Lothrop -Company, Boston.</p></div> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>The wife of Frémont, the Pathfinder of forty years -ago and almost President thirty years ago, has written a -bookful of reminiscences.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>Souvenirs of My Time. By Jessie Benton Frémont. 393 pages. $1.50. D. Lothrop -Company, Boston.</p></div> - -<p>Mrs. Frémont has long been known as a brilliant converser -and story-teller. Her later years have been given -to making books; and the books have the freshness and -sparkle of youth.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>The literary editor of the <i>Nation</i> gathers together nearly -a hundred poems and parts of poems to read to children -going to sleep.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>Bedside Poetry, a Parents’ Assistant in Moral Discipline. 143 pages. Two bindings, -75 cents and $1. D. Lothrop Company, Boston.</p></div> - -<p>The poems have their various bearings on morals and -graces; and there is an index called a key to the moralities. -The mother can turn, with little search, to verses -that put in a pleasant light the thoughts the little one -needs to harbor. Hence the sub-title.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_viii" id="Page_viii">[viii]</a></span></p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>Readers of poetry are almost as scarce as poetry—Have -you noticed how little there is in the world? how -wide the desert, how few the little oases?</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>Through the Year with the Poets. Edited by Oscar Fay Adams. 12 bijou -books of the months, of about 130 pages each. 75 cents each. D. Lothrop Company, -Boston.</p></div> - -<p>Is it possible? Is there enough sweet singing ringing -lustrous verse between heaven and earth to make twelve -such books? There is indeed; and heaven and earth are -in it!</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>Ginx’s Baby, a burlesque book of most serious purpose, -made a stir in England some years ago; and, what is of -more account, went far to accomplish the author’s object.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>Evolution of Dodd. By William Hawley Smith. 153 pages. $1. D. Lothrop -Company, Boston.</p></div> - -<p>Dodd is the terrible schoolboy. How he became so; -who is responsible; what is the remedy—such is the gist -of the book.</p> - -<p>As bright as Ginx’s Baby. A bookful of managing -wisdom for parents as well as teachers.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>Questions such as practical boys and girls are asking -their mothers all the year round about things that come -up. Not one in ten of the mothers can answer one in ten -of the questions.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>Household Notes and Queries, A Family Reference-Book. 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