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diff --git a/56771-0.txt b/56771-0.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..b190208 --- /dev/null +++ b/56771-0.txt @@ -0,0 +1,2131 @@ +*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 56771 *** + + + + + + + + + + + +[Illustration: HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE] + + * * * * * + +VOL. III.--NO. 129. PUBLISHED BY HARPER & BROTHERS, NEW YORK. PRICE FOUR +CENTS. + +Tuesday, April 18, 1882. Copyright, 1882, by HARPER & BROTHERS. $1.50 +per Year, in Advance. + + * * * * * + + + + +[Illustration: TRAINING THE OLD BLIND HORSE.] + +MR. STUBBS'S BROTHER.[1] + +[1] Begun in No. 127, HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE. + +BY JAMES OTIS, + +AUTHOR OF "TOBY TYLER," "TIM AND TIP," ETC. + +CHAPTER III. + +ABNER BOLTON. + + +"Now I'll see about makin' the saddle," said Bob, "'cause I've seen 'em +a good many times in a circus, an' I know jest how they're made. While +I'm doin' that, you fellers must be fixin' 'bout who else we'll have in +the show. Leander Leighton will come up here to-morrow, so's we can hear +how he plays, an' we must have everything fixed by then." + +"Why didn't he come to-day?" asked Ben, thinking that all the members of +the firm should have been present at this first rehearsal. + +[Illustration: LEANDER IS ENGAGED AT HOME.] + +"Well, you see, he had to split some wood, an' he had to take care of +the baby. I offered to help him with the wood; but he said he couldn't +get away any quicker if I did, for just as soon as the baby saw another +feller waitin' 'round, she'd yell so awful hard he'd have to stay in all +day." + +This explanation as to the absence of the band appeared to be perfectly +satisfactory to those present, and they began to discuss the merits of +certain of their companions in order to decide upon the proper ones to +enlist as members, since the number of their performers was not so large +as they thought it should be in a show where an admission fee of three +cents was to be charged. + +Just as they were getting well into their discussion, and, of course, +speaking of such matters as managers should keep a profound secret from +the public, Bob cried out: + +"There comes Abner Bolton! He's always runnin' 'round where he ain't +wanted; an' I wonder how he come to know we was here? I'll send him off +mighty quick, now you see." + +The boy who had disturbed Bob so greatly was so near when he was first +discovered that by the time the threat had been uttered he was close +upon them. He was a small boy, not more than eight years old, and hardly +as large as a boy of six should be; he walked on crutches because of his +deformed legs, which hung withered and almost useless, barely capable of +supporting his slight weight. + +"Now, what do _you_ want?" asked Bob, in an angry tone. + +"I don't want anything," was the mild reply, as the cripple halted just +outside the shade, as if not daring to come any farther until invited. +"I heard you was goin' to get up a circus, an' I thought perhaps you'd +let me watch you, 'cause I wouldn't bother you any." + +"You would bother us, an' you can't stay 'round here, for we ain't goin' +to have anybody watchin' us. You may come to the show if you can get +three cents." + +"I don't s'pose I could do that," said the boy, looking longingly toward +the shade, but still standing in the sun. "I don't have any chance to +get money, an' I do wish you boys would let me stay where you are, for +it's so awful lonesome out to the poor-farm, an' I can't run around as +you can." + +"Well, you can't stay here, an' the sooner you go back to the farm the +better we'll like it, for we don't want anybody to know what we're +talkin' about." + +Toby had attempted to speak once or twice while Bob was engaged with the +cripple from the poor-farm; but he did not get an opportunity until +Abner turned to go away, looking thoroughly sad and disheartened. + +"Don't go, Abner, but come and set down here where it's cool, an' +perhaps we can fix it for you." + +The cripple turned as Toby spoke, and the look which came into his face +went right to the heart of the boy, who for ten long weeks had known +what it was to be almost without a friend. + +"I don't see what you want him 'round here for," said Bob, petulantly, +as Abner seated himself by Toby's side, thoroughly exhausted by his long +walk. "He can't do nothin'; an' if he could, we don't want no fellers +from the poor-farm mixed up with the show." + +"It don't make any difference if he does live to the poor-farm," said +Toby, as he put his little brown hand on Abner's thin fingers. "He can +belong to the show jest as well as not; an' if you fellers will let him, +I'll give you my part of all the money we make." + +This proposition of Toby's put the matter on a very different basis, and +both Ben and Bob now looked favorably inclined toward it. + +"Don't you do that, Toby," said Abner, his eyes filling with tears +because of the kindness shown him. "I'll go right away, an' I won't come +into the village again to bother you." + +"You shall come into the village every day, Abner, an' you won't bother +us at all, for you shall go 'long of me everywhere I do, an' I won't +never walk any faster'n you can;" and Toby moved his seat nearer Abner, +to show that he took him under his especial care. + +"He might help tend the door," said Joe, kindly, anxious to please Toby, +"an' that'll give me a chance to do more howlin' for the hyenas, 'cause +that'll be about all I oughter do if I have to hold the hoops." + +"Yes, he can do that;" and Toby was very eager now. "An' we can get him +a stool to sit on, an' he can do jest as much as if he could stand up." + +By this time Bob and Ben had decided that, in consideration of Toby's +offer, Abner should be counted as one of the company, and the matters +under discussion that had been interrupted by the cripple's coming were +again taken up. + +Owing to the possible chance that Joe could not succeed in training the +blind horse sufficiently to make him useful in the ring, it was +necessary to know just what animals they could procure, and Bob offered +to see Chandler Merrill for the purpose of securing the services of his +Mexican pony, which had never allowed any one to ride him without first +having a severe battle. + +"We can train him down all right," said Bob; "an' you fellers come down +now while I find out 'bout the pony, so's we can come back here after +dinner." + +As it was very important that this matter should be settled as soon as +possible, Bob's advice was acted upon; and as the boys started to go, +Toby said: + +"Come, Abner, you come home with me an' get some dinner, an' then you +can come back here when I do." + +Bob was disposed to make sport of this sudden friendship; but Toby paid +no attention to what he said, and if any of them wanted to talk to him, +they too were obliged to walk with the boy from the poor-farm. + +By the time they arrived at Uncle Daniel's, Toby had formed many plans +for making the life of the homeless boy more cheerful than it ever had +been. + +Toby's interest in the crippled boy whom he had taken under his charge +was considerably greater than in the contemplated circus; and both Bob +and Ben felt angry and injured when, in the midst of some brilliant plan +for startling those of the good people of Guilford who should come to +their circus, Toby would stop to say something to Abner, who was +hobbling along as fast as possible in order that he might not oblige the +party to wait for him. + +For a number of years Toby had known that there was a crippled orphan at +the poor-farm; but it so happened that he had not met him very often, +and even then he had no idea of the lonely life the boy was obliged to +lead. + +On the way to the village he had formed several plans by which he might +aid Abner; but none of them could be put into operation until after he +had consulted Uncle Daniel and Aunt Olive. + +It was nearly noon, and the understanding was that each one should get +his dinner and go to the pasture again, when it would be known whether +they were to be able to number Chandler Merrill's pony among the +attractions of their show, or be wholly dependent upon the disabled +horses that as yet made up their collection. + +"You're comin' to get dinner with me, Abner," said Toby, as he stopped +in front of Uncle Daniel's gate, while the little fellow was continuing +on his way to the only place he could call home, there to get his dinner +with the other paupers. + +"I'm afraid your aunt won't want me," he said, shyly, while it was plain +to be seen that he would be more than well pleased to accept the +invitation. + +"Aunt Olive won't care a bit, an' she'll be glad to have you, I know, +'cause she says it always does her good to see hungry people eat, though +if that's so, I must have done her an awful sight of good lots of times, +for it don't seem to me I ever set down to the table in my life but what +I was awful hungry. Come on now, so's we'll have time to get our hands +an' faces washed before the dinner-bell rings." + +Abner followed Toby in a hesitating way, much as if he expected each +moment to be ordered back; and when they arrived at the door he stood on +the threshold, not daring to enter until permission had been given. + +"This is Abner Bolton, Uncle Dan'l," said Toby, as he saw that his newly +made friend would not come in without an invitation from some one +besides himself. "He lives out to the poor-farm, an' he don't have any +such nice home as I've got, so I thought you wouldn't care if I brought +him in to dinner." + +"You've got a good heart, Toby, boy, and the Lord will reward you for +it," said Uncle Daniel, as he stroked the boy's refractory hair. And +then he said to Abner, "Come in, my lad, and share Toby's dinner; nor +need you ever hesitate about accepting any such invitation when it leads +you here." + +Then Aunt Olive greeted Abner so kindly that the poor boy hardly knew +whether it was reality or a dream, so strange was it all to him. + +During the dinner Toby told of the difficulty he had had in getting his +partners to consent to Abner's being one of the company, and Aunt Olive, +who had shown considerable interest in the circus scheme, said: + +"Why don't you let him keep a stand, and then he can make some money for +himself. I will bake him a lot of doughnuts and ginger-snaps, and your +uncle Dan'l will lend him money enough to buy lemons an' sugar. It will +be a deal better than to have Nahum Baker there with his pies that are +as heavy as lead, an' doughnuts that have soaked up all the fat in the +pan." + +Toby was delighted with the plan, and Abner's eyes glistened at the mere +idea that it might be possible for him to do, once in his life at least, +as did other and more fortunate boys. + +[TO BE CONTINUED.] + + + + +THE POET'S EMPTY CHAIR.[2] + +[2] Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Died March 24, 1882. + +BY MRS. MARGARET E. SANGSTER. + + + From the chair the children gave him, where he sat as on a throne, + While they clustered round him fondly, claiming him as all their own, + He has gone, the poet stately, aureoled with snowy hair; + If we looked, we could not find him in this wide world anywhere. + + If we called, he would not answer--he, so swift to smile and bless + Every little child who sought him with a gracious tenderness; + Though we wept, he would not hear us; he has gone too far away, + And the children's chair in Cambridge is a vacant throne to-day. + + But we'll hie to fair Mount Auburn, hand in hand with April days, + There to wreathe the children's garland, 'mid the green immortal bays; + Shy arbutus, valley-lilies, violets breaking into bloom, + Sparkling with the children's tear-drops, shall adorn the poet's tomb. + + There he slumbers, oh, so deeply! all his earthly labors done, + Never more a care to vex him 'neath the ever-circling sun; + Of all sweet things said about him, this shall farthest fragrance send, + That the poet, sage, and scholar was the children's loving friend. + + Like his Master, he would suffer tiny hands to pluck his gown; + Fearlessly the small feet thronged him, unrebuked by word or frown; + Surely he was met in heaven by a white-robed shining band, + Since before Our Father alway do the children's angels stand. + + + + +TOM FAIRWEATHER'S VISIT TO THE SULTAN OF BORNEO. + +BY LIEUTENANT E. W. STURDY, U.S.N. + + +Our sailor-boy, Tom Fairweather, leaned over the ship's side, watching +the return of the steam-launch. + +A message had been sent to no less a personage than the Sultan of +Borneo, or perhaps I should have said an embassy. So grand a personage +as a Sultan calls for such a ceremonious term. Don't you think so, young +people? + +The ship lay in the Chinese Sea off the coast of the island of Borneo, +and some fifteen miles from the town of Bruni, or Borneo, as it is +sometimes called. + +As Tom stood there, a succession of wise thoughts coursed through his +head; wise, that is, for a young gentleman of his age--twelve, +by-the-way. These thoughts included the position of the equator. Tom +felt himself to be quite old friends with the equator by this time, so +often had he "crossed the line." + +When he had first studied geography he had regarded such a performance +as quite remarkable, and on a par with sailing or sledging to either +pole. The thoughts of geography brought to his mind the book he had used +at school, _Maury's Manual_, which contained a number of illustrations. +Tom distinctly recalled a picture in this book, beneath which was +written "The Sultan of Borneo." The Sultan was resplendent in a flowing +flowered robe, which Tom supposed to be of brocade. He wore Turkish +trousers, a turban on his head, and mutton-chop whiskers. The only touch +of carelessness about his costume was his bare feet. He reposed in a +grove of palms, and in one hand held a long hookah. Take him all in all, +he bore a strong resemblance to the Sultans in the _Arabian Nights +Entertainment_, one of Tom's favorite volumes, and who, as other boys +and girls are well aware, were all very wealthy and lordly people +indeed. + +As Tom had never seen a live Sultan before, he was most anxious to visit +his Sultanship of Borneo. He therefore broke out in a whistle of pleased +expectation, for it was distinctly understood that he was to be of the +party making the formal visit. + +The Sultan, it appeared, had graciously signified his entire willingness +to be called upon; so Tom made a few additions to his toilet, which he +considered were called for by the magnificence of the occasion; that is +to say, he put on his watch and chain, as well as a ring with a large +red stone, which the man in Ceylon of whom he had bought it had told him +was a ruby. He felt extremely important and a little overawed when he +was seated in the launch on his way to the Sultan's abode. + +To begin with, he was somewhat surprised at the appearance of Bruni as +they neared it. "Huts!" he said, in astonishment. "With thatched roofs. +Are all the houses like these? Why, this doesn't look like a city at +all. Maury's Geography said this was the capital. This is a high old +capital, I must say." + +"There are capitals and capitals," returned his father. "Did you expect +something like Washington? I must admit that the splendor of Borneo is +rather down at heels--but so it goes." + +The residence of the Sultan was a thatched hut, very much like those of +which the rest of the town was composed. It was built on piles driven +into the river-bed, and was entered by steps leading down to the water. +There were other houses thus set up on piles, and behind those still +others, until finally the rest of the town straggled against and on top +of the river-bank. + +Tom followed his father up the steps with feelings in which +disappointment struggled with curiosity. His expectations had already +received a series of shocks, but this was too much. A King's palace to +have dwindled down to this shabby little hut! + +They entered into the royal presence. Captain Fairweather and his +officers were received by two interpreters, who made them welcome in +very broken English, and then led the way to the head of the room, where +stood the Sultan. He was almost a hundred years old. Don't suppose from +this that such is the average age of Sultans. But this particular one, +Abdul Momin, had actually attained that ripe old age, from which we may +gather that his dignities agreed with him. There is something impressive +in old age, whether it be that of prince or peasant; but beyond this the +old man before whom Tom found himself bowing politely was certainly not +in the least remarkable. He was a very shabby old man indeed. He wore a +single soiled garment--a gown which reached to his feet. As though to +make him as unlike the Sultan in _Maury's Manual_ as possible, he wore +slippers (such as they were); and finally there was a common little cap +on his head instead of the silken turban, bound with pearls, of Tom's +imagination. + +The Sultan could not speak English, and the officers could not +understand him, so that the conversation would have flagged had it not +been for the interpreters referred to above. One of these was the Funny +Man one meets all over the world, who sees a joke in everything, and +laughs at it himself, whether you are amused or not. But this man was +really very funny. He rubbed his hands and bowed and laughed over +everything that was said, until it was impossible not to be in good +spirits. He evidently considered it quite a good joke that so many fine +gentlemen in uniform, with gold epaulets and clanking swords, should +have taken the trouble to look up such a seedy old Sultan as Abdul +Momin. Having made the presentations in due form, he proceeded to do the +honors of the one-roomed palace. There was very, very little furniture +to look at; but the officers showed a determination to be pleased, and +admired all that this interpreter, in his flourishing way, pointed out +to their notice. + +"That's a nice rug," said Lieutenant Jollytarre. + +"Yes; Sultan borrow that when he know you coming," replied the +interpreter. + +"Those are nice pipes," proceeded Tom, following in the wake, as he was +in the habit of doing, of his friend Lieutenant Jollytarre. + +"Borrowed too," rejoined the interpreter, with a wink. + +Coffee was handed around, served in pretty little cups of Japanese ware. +Captain Fairweather, by way of making conversation, in his turn, admired +these cups. "Ah! Kioto ware?" said he. + +"Kioto; yes, yes," replied the interpreter, to whom the remark was +addressed. "Chinaman keep shop in Bruni. Sultan borrow cups of him." +Thereupon he winked more decidedly than before. + +"Well!" exclaimed Tom; "don't the Sultan own anything? I suppose the +slippers on his feet are his at least." + +"Borrowed," ejaculated the interpreter, with a chuckle. + +Tom was now convulsed with laughter; seeing which, the interpreter +winked again--this time gravely. + +Captain Fairweather finally took out his watch, and remarked, "We must +be off if we wish to see anything more of Bruni." + +With ceremonious politeness the officers took leave of the Sultan, all +of which impressed Tom as highly absurd. On shore there were, as stated, +more thatched huts--these too were set on piles in order to prevent the +venomous reptiles native to these shores from crawling in and out the +open doors. + +"Lots of tribes in Borneo," piped up the interpreter. "This tribe +Muruts--head-hunters." + +[Illustration: THE HEAD-HUNTERS OF BORNEO.] + +Tom stood transfixed in mute, horrified astonishment in front of the +nearest hut. Its steep projecting roof had fallen somewhat into decay; +the thatching in some places had fallen quite off. Before the doorway a +group of natives were gathered, attracted by the strangers. They stared +at the strangers, who in turn stared back with equal curiosity. +Suspended across the doorway was a string of human heads--yes, horrible +to relate--of human heads in different states of decomposition. "He +great head-hunter," said the interpreter, pointing to the owner of the +hut. "Count heads--one--two--three--" + +"Twenty," announced Tom, solemnly, completing the count. + +"These fellows bring home a head as a token of their prowess, just as a +North American Indian brings home a scalp," explained Mr. Jollytarre. +"They make a raid into another tribe, kill a man, and back they come +with it as an evidence of their courage and skill. The more heads a man +takes, the greater distinction he attains in his tribe. Nothing is +thought of him by his own people until he chops off a head." + +Tom looked again at the string of heads, and exclaimed, "Faugh! it makes +me ill. I almost wish I hadn't come." + +But disagreeable things are short-lived in a boy's mind. The +head-hunters and their ghastly trophies faded away as he asked questions +upon questions about Borneo, on his way back to the ship. + +"The third largest island in the world," he repeated to himself. +"Australia, New Guinea, Borneo--and if you don't count Australia an +island, it's the second. Well, well, it's a queer place anyway, and I +don't think much of it, whatever its size may be." + + + + +AT THE DOGS' HOSPITAL. + +BY MISS F. E. FRYATT. + + +All the family were present and took part in the council; even +grandmamma, who was dozing in the corner, expressed an opinion in her +sleep. + +The subject was a grave one, suggesting alarming possibilities, for if a +hot, dry nose, dull eyes, a general droop of the body, and aversion to +food meant anything, Pepper's was a serious illness--and what was to +come of it? + +"I, for one," said Aunt Maria, "am fearful that it is hydropho--" + +"Please don't say that," pleaded Dick, piteously. "Papa would have him +shot." + +"Oh dear!" cried Harry, his eyes filling at the mere thought. + +"Maria, can not you think of something or other?" exclaimed Aunt Phebe, +helplessly. + +"Put his feet in hot water with plenty of mustard in it, and a dose of +rhubarb and magnesia," advised grandmamma, in her sleep. + +"It isn't the baby, mother; it's Pepper that's sick," replied Aunt +Maria. + +At this moment Uncle Fritz's welcome voice was heard at the hall door. +The boys darted up stairs to tell their griefs, and ask a hundred +questions. + +"Oh, brother, that dreadful dog has gone and made himself ill!" was Miss +Maria's greeting. + +"What _shall_ we do for him?" was Miss Phebe's. + +"Mustard draughts and hive syrup best thing in the world," murmured the +old lady, uneasily. + +"Don't fret, mother; no one's ill but Pepper," said Mr. Hayes, following +his sisters to where the invalid was lying. + +Four faces brightened visibly as Uncle Fritz pronounced it a case of +distemper, and not hydrophobia, and recommended removal to the hospital. + +"The hospital!" exclaimed both boys in wonder. + +"Yes, children; and the sooner, the more hope for his recovery. +By-the-way, Maria, if you have a covered basket, a piece of carpet, and +Pepper's basin ready, we'll get him off at once." + +The boys were wild with excitement. Pepper would not be shot after all; +he was going to be cured. + +After stroking his glossy sides, to which he responded by a feeble wag +of his tail, they took off his silver collar and bells, lifted him +tenderly into the basket, called the family to bid him good-by, and +departed with their uncle. + +"It's a mercy he has gone. Suppose he had bitten Smoke?" remarked Miss +Maria, closing the hall door. + +"I shall miss him, for all that," sighed Miss Phebe. + +Soon Pepper, curled up in the basket on Uncle Fritz's knee in the +elevated car, was rushing toward his destination. Where that was he +little cared, he was so truly miserable. + +A black-and-tan of "high degree," his dainty paws had never trodden +rougher ways than the velvet carpets of his mistress's mansion, or the +smooth lawns of his master's garden. He slept on silken cushions, took +his airings in Miss Maria's carriage, and had his food served in +porcelain. Not even Smoke, the petted Maltese, dared to put her nose +within a foot of his basin. Alas! how much of this was to be changed! + +A few minutes' ride and a short walk brought the boys and Mr. Hayes to +the gate of a low, curious, but gayly painted cottage; on either side of +the entrance were piled cages of birds and animals. + +On the top of the porch Dick saw, with an uncomfortable sinking at his +heart, a stuffed dog that looked much the worse for continual exposure +to the weather. Below hung a framed picture of odd-looking dogs, +labelled "Famous," while a sign hanging near announced that Dr. Blank, +Importer, Doctor, and Taxidermist, was prepared to sell, board, cure, +and stuff all kinds of birds and domestic animals. + +Dick was greatly re-assured when, peeping through the palings, he saw +several little dogs comfortably basking in the sunshine before the door, +but was fairly delighted at the frolicking company that greeted them on +entering the cottage. As he afterward said, he could not tell which +jumped the highest, wagged their tails the hardest, barked the loudest, +or cut the funniest capers, the Yorkshire terriers, the Skyes, or the +English pugs. + +In the midst of the uproar a back door opened, and in came the Doctor, a +sharp-faced little man, with a troop of dogs at his heels. + +"Down with you, Tiger. Be quiet, Meg. Off with you, Bess. Don't be +frightened, young gentlemen, they're all educated dogs." + +As soon as he could make himself heard, Mr. Hayes explained the purpose +of their visit. + +[Illustration: DR. BLANK GIVING PEPPER HIS MEDICINE.] + +Pepper was drawn forth from the basket, held up by the nape of his neck, +and examined. The Doctor felt his body, rubbed his nose, and lifted his +eyelids; then said solemnly: "A very sick dog; heart's affected; pulse +irregular; lungs bad. But while there's life, there's hope, sir. I'll +engage to cure him if any one can." + +At this unexpected close to this ominous speech, the boys grew cheerful +again, and ventured to ask where Pepper would sleep. + +A large clean cage was selected, and Dick allowed to spread the carpet, +put the basin in, and lay Pepper upon his bed. Thus he was installed as +a regular boarder patient in the Dogs' Hospital. + +"Misery loves company," it is said. If that is true, Pepper must have +been pleased, for there were half a dozen sick dogs in the cages near +him. + +Their pet once comfortably settled, Dick and Harry, like true boys, +expressed their curiosity to see and hear the histories of the other +boarders. Dr. Blank condescended to gratify them. + +"This one," said the Doctor, indicating a glossy red bantam, "is Dandy, +a performing rooster. + +"These Angora rabbits in the next cage are Bunny and Belle, the +pantomimists; play in _Humpty Dumpty_; owned by a lady in Europe, sir. + +"In this cage, sir, is Binney, owned by a banker; he's a fine Maltese, +three months old, and weighs seventeen pounds. + +"This next one, this fine tabby, is Jim, an editor's cat, worth a +thousand dollars!" + +"Whew!" exclaimed Dick, "I didn't know any cat was worth that." + +"Now, gentlemen, look at these beauties. Kate and Mollie, +carrier-pigeons, owned by a sailor. These in the lower row are tumblers, +puffers, and fantails--for sale, gentlemen." + +Dick commenced counting his savings mentally; wondered which would be +the nicer to buy, pigeons or rabbits. Being introduced to a family of +guinea-pigs a moment later, was puzzled, and finally decided to buy one +of each. + +"Now for the dogs, sir," continued the Doctor, with the air of a +showman. "Here, Flirt, stand up and show how you can dance." + +In a twinkling a pretty silver terrier, with its hair "banged" +beautifully above the eyes, stood up on its hind-legs, held its head +sideways, and holding its fore-paws like a young kangaroo, danced around +the room to the boys' wondering delight. + +"That'll do, Flirt," commanded the Doctor. "Now, Baron, show how you can +jump." + +Baron was the queerest-looking small creature, an English pug with a +fawn-colored body, and a knotted-up, wrinkled, sooty little visage +expressive of the greatest contempt and ill-nature--a visage that +greatly belied him, for he was the gentlest of all dogs. + +At the word "over," he leaped to the top of the half-door, and thence +into the yard. + +"Well done, you little hero!" cried Dick. + +Queenie and Rosie, a pair of tiny Yorkshires, and Snap, a black-and-tan, +who "could kill forty rats in a minute," were next introduced. Dick +thought the latter almost equal to Pepper, who, by-the-way, never killed +any. + +"Now, come out-doors, gentlemen, and look at our other boarders before +supper-time," said the Doctor. + +In an instant Mr. Hayes and the boys were surrounded by dogs great and +small. A fine blood-hound thrust its cold nose against Harry's cheek, a +red Irish setter licked his hand, and a pair of white bull-dogs, by +clumsy antics and friendly nudgings, tried to make his acquaintance, +while a number of bull-terriers, Newfoundland, and pointer pups engaged +in a rough-and-tumble play that was very amusing. + +In a shed at one corner of the yard the boys spied a young man preparing +the dogs' supper. Dick whispered, "There'll be fun by-and-by." + +The boys had just time, after they examined two or three families of +terrier puppies, to peep between the bars at two very distinguished +boarders who had recently arrived from Europe--an English mastiff and a +Scotch collie or shepherd dog--who had separate apartments and dined +alone, when supper was announced by a long, shrill whistle. + +"Now they'll fight," said Dick, in a tone of expectation; but he was +mistaken. + +The dogs marched to supper like a company of soldiers. Two lads presided +over the tubs and troughs from which the larger ones ate, while a young +woman fed the smaller ones daintier fare from earthen dishes. + +Although there were neither napkins nor finger-bowls, and not one of the +dogs had ever heard of, much less read, _Lord Chesterfield on +Politeness_, they all behaved with as much decorum as so many boys and +girls at a tea party. + + * * * * * + +"At any rate," said Miss Maria that evening, "Pepper will not lose his +manners there, and if he dies we can let the Doctor stuff him." + + + + +THE QUEEN'S REPARATION. + + +In 1822, the Society Islands, which had previously been governed by +chiefs according to their own pleasure, came under the influence of the +Christian religion. One of the first things the islanders did was to +assemble and agree upon a code of laws, which were to be equally binding +upon the King and his lowest subject. + +A few months after the adoption of this code the Queen of Tahiti visited +Huahine. Her attendants requiring a piece of timber, she directed them +to cut down a bread-fruit-tree which grew in a garden near the place +where she was resting with her people. + +In the evening, when the owner came home from his work in the fields, he +saw what had been done. There lay the branches strewn around. There was +the bleeding stump. But the tree, his pride and delight, was gone. + +Informed by his neighbors that the Queen's men had cut it down, he went +at once to the magistrate and lodged a complaint against her Majesty. +The magistrate directed him to appear at sunrise the next morning, and +bring witnesses to prove his charge. The Queen also received a summons +to attend. + +At the appointed hour, Ori, the Judge, was seated on the ground beneath +a mighty tree. On a finely woven mat before him reclined the Queen, +surrounded by attendants. Beside her stood the peasant, her accuser, and +back of them, all a number of men who seemed to be police officers. + +Turning to the plaintiff, whose name was Teuhe, Ori asked for what +purpose they were assembled. The poor man replied: + +"O magistrate, in my garden there grew a bread-fruit-tree. Its shelter +was thrown over my cottage. Its fruit supported my children. Yesterday +some one came and cut it down. They tell me the Queen sent him to do +so. What I desire to ask is, whether the law was made only for kings, +or for poor men too?" + +The magistrate, turning to the Queen, asked if she had ordered this. She +answered, "Yes." He then asked if she did not know that they had laws. +She said, "Yes"; but she was not aware that they applied to her. The +magistrate asked if in those laws--a copy of which he held in his +hand--there were any exceptions in favor of chiefs, or kings, or queens. +She answered, "No," and dispatched one of her attendants to her house, +who soon returned with a bag of money, which she threw down before the +poor man, as a recompense for his loss. + +"Stop," said the Justice; "we have not done yet." The Queen began to +weep. "Do you think it right that you should have cut down the tree +without asking the owner's permission?" continued the magistrate. "It +was not right," said the Queen. Then turning to the poor man, he asked, +"What remuneration do you require?" Teuhe answered, "If the Queen is +convinced that it was not right to take a little man's tree without his +permission, I am sure she will not do so again. I am satisfied; I +require no other recompense." His disinterestedness was applauded, the +assembly dispersed, and afterward, I think, the Queen sent him privately +a present equal to the value of his tree. + + + + +CAPTAIN EDWARDS'S BIG WHALE. + +BY EESUNG EYLISS. + + +"Uncle Horace, I have just been down to the foot of Wall Street to see +the whale." + +"I am very glad you have done so, Bennie. What did you think of it, and +what did it look like?" + +"When I went in, the great creature was lying on a board floor under a +large canvas tent, and about twenty persons were examining it. Oh, it +was so fat! Great gashes had been made in its sides, and through them +you could see what they called the 'blubber.' I saw Captain Edwards +there too. He was talking to another gentleman, and telling him all +about how he caught the whale." + +"Well, and how was it?" + +[Illustration: CAPTAIN EDWARDS.] + +"Why, you see, the Captain was aboard his ship, the _Fanny Sprague_, and +they were sailing along the coast of Long Island, between Amagansett and +East Hampton. This whale had been seen about there several times, and +they were just after it. Well, one morning--I remember the very date; it +was March 15--they caught sight of it. The boats were lowered, and away +the whalemen went in pursuit. As they came alongside, Mr. Fee, the mate, +who was in the bow of one of the boats, ready with harpoon in hand, +hurled it in deep just below where the shoulder-blade would be. This +astonished the whale, and it dived at once, splashing the water all +around, and staving in the side of the boat with one of its flukes. The +water was shallow, though, and the fish soon came up again to spout, and +then started to run up the coast at the rate of sixty miles an hour. +This was about ten o'clock in the morning. They had also thrown another +harpoon into the fish, and the boat was being towed almost alongside, +near the tail. After towing them some fifty miles, the whale began to +grow tired, and then they stabbed it several times with the lance. It +soon died." + +"Bravo, Bennie! Now how did you remember all that?" + +"Why, I was perfectly certain you and auntie would want to know all +about it, and I just listened with all my might, so as I could tell you. +I do wish, though, you could have seen it for yourself." + +"Suppose now that I did. I have seen many whales, both living and dead, +but such things always interest me, and I went in yesterday also to look +at this one." + +"Oh, Uncle Horace! What did you think of the monster? Did you ever see +any other fish so big as that?" + +"I am glad you asked your question in that shape, Ben. We will have a +little talk about whales. People generally have such incorrect ideas +concerning them that I think it is really worth while to give you some +instruction, and at all events to start you right, for we shall have +time now to make a start, and no more. In the first place, Bennie, +always remember a whale is _not a fish_, and in no way allied to +fishes." + +"Why, Uncle Horace! What do you mean? Not a fish? I am sure I have read +about whale-fishing, and I know they live in the water like fish." + +"There is where you are wrong, Ben. They live in the water, but not like +fish. Fish breathe under water, and die if taken out of it; whales can +not breathe under water any better than you could, and if kept there +would be drowned without fail. Whales have warm blood like ours; the +blood of fishes is cold." + +"But how do whales breathe, then, Uncle Horace?" + +"You have read of whales _spouting_, I am sure, Bennie. Their spouting +is their breathing. They go under water for their food, etc., holding +their breath while they are below. A sperm-whale can hold his breath an +hour at a time; a right-whale only about fifteen to twenty minutes. When +he comes to the surface he blows out his breath through his +'blow-holes,' which in the right-whale are on the top of the head. This +blowing is of course done with great force, and makes a sound which can +be heard at quite a long distance, and the water and mucus which the +blow-holes contained are driven out in a cloud of spray many feet in +height. That is the _spout_ of a whale. You see always in pictures a +column of water represented; that is all foolishness. There is no such +thing; there is a puff of spray, and nothing more." + +"I should think it was a hard way to live, Uncle Horace, to have to come +up to the surface every time I wanted to breathe." + +"Perhaps the whale does not think so, Bennie. He comes to the surface as +naturally as you open your mouth. All his motion is made by the strokes +of his tail, which the whalemen call his 'flukes.' Now look at this +drawing of his flukes. It is shaped, you see, somewhat like a fish's +tail, but then it is not placed like one. The tail of a fish always has +its flat sides 'up and down,' so that when he strikes with it he swims +ahead or to either side as he chooses, and if he wishes to come to the +surface, he has to turn his tail in order to do it. The flukes of a +whale lie 'flat,' and every blow drives him ahead, or upward or +downward. A blow upward sends him flying toward the surface like a shot, +and he doubtless has no more idea of hardship in breathing than you +have." + +"Did you ever see any other whale as large as this one, Uncle Horace?" + +"This is one of very good size for its kind, but compared with many that +I have seen, it is small. And I am glad to correct for you, Bennie, the +statements which have been made about the size of this whale. It was +said to be sixty-nine feet long, and forty-five feet in circumference. I +measured it. Its length is not quite forty-nine feet, and its +circumference a little less than twenty-five. It was also said that +there were three kinds of whales, sperm-whales, fin-backs, and +right-whales; this one was called a right-whale. Now, Bennie, I can +count up over thirty species of whales at this moment, and there are +probably several others. There are two groups of them, bone-whales and +toothed whales, the first having whalebone, and the second, teeth +instead." + +"But, Uncle Horace, have not all whales bones?" + +"Yes; but that may not mean whalebone." + +"That is queer. What other kind of bones can a whale have, I should like +to know? I should think they would be whalebone any way." + +[Illustration: SIDE VIEW OF THE MOUTH.] + +"I put it in that way, Ben, so as to draw your attention sharply to it. +_Whalebone_ is not bone at all; it is a totally different substance. +Look at these two drawings of the mouth of the whale you have just seen. +The first is made from the front, looking into the great opening, and +the figure of a child is placed there. This has been done to show you +how large it really is. And by-the-way, Bennie, in the mouth of a whale +of the largest size a grown man would appear no larger in proportion +than this child does now. The other is a side view of the mouth, lips, +etc.; inside the lips you can see the whalebone. This consists of a +series of flat plates, attached to the skull in the roof of the mouth, +and hanging down in a long row on each side between the great fat tongue +and the lip. They are longest in the middle of the length of the mouth, +and grow shorter toward the front and toward the rear. In the one here +represented I thought the longest plates would measure between five and +six feet, but I have seen many of them, taken from the whales of the +Northwest coast, which were fourteen to fifteen feet long. Each 'slab' +of bone is broadest at the top, and tapers downward, and its edge is +split into a sort of fringe, and it is by means of that that the +bonewhales secure their food. Look at those enormous lips standing up. +The whale drops his lips until they lie flat, and then, swimming slowly +along, the small molluscous animals on which he lives drift into his +mouth. When he thinks he has enough for a mouthful, he raises his lips, +and with his great tongue forces out the water between the plates of +bone, through the mat of fibres. The mollusca are caught on the fringe, +licked off, and swallowed. Seems like small food for such great animals, +perhaps, but this is their mode of living." + +[Illustration: FRONT VIEW OF THE MOUTH.] + +"Is this one a right-whale, Uncle Horace?" + +"No, it is not. They call it so, and they probably are honest in their +statement, for the two species are very much alike. But the right-whale +is an arctic species, and is larger, being sometimes sixty-five feet +long; this species is, I think, never over fifty, and lives in the +Atlantic Ocean, not the arctic." + +"Is sixty-five feet as long as any whales grow?" + +"Oh no. Some of the fin-backs have been measured which were one hundred +and ten feet long, and I am sure I have seen them as long as that. +Whalemen, however, seldom kill them, for they make but little oil, and +they fight sometimes very fiercely when they are attacked." + +"But isn't it strange, Uncle Horace, that such monstrous animals can be +killed. I should think they would kill the men who tried to fight them." + +"So they do sometimes, but not very often. You have learned from Captain +Edwards of the instruments that are used to kill them--a harpoon and a +lance. When the whale-boat comes near enough to the whale, the harpoon, +to which a long rope is fastened, is thrown into him. The barb on the +harpoon prevents its being pulled out, and the poor whale swims off, +dragging the boat by the rope. When he becomes tired, the boat is drawn +up, and he is killed with a thrust of the lance. Sometimes the blow of +the harpoon kills him, but not often. Bomb-lances are now often used; +they are fired from a heavy gun, and explode after entering the body of +the whale, and of course kill him." + +[Illustration: REAR VIEW, SHOWING THE FLUKES.] + + + + +[Illustration: TOLLING THE BELL.] + + + + +HOW THE SWALLOWS STOPPED THE CLOCK. + + +Two newly married swallows, with the important business of building a +nest, on their minds, stopped to rest one morning on the hands of a +great church clock in the town of Newark, New Jersey. Presently they +noticed a little hole on its face just large enough for a swallow to +enter. They looked in, and saw a lovely place for a nest among a +collection of wheels that seemed perfectly quiet. + +There is a great difference, you must know, in the movement of the +wheels of the great clocks. Some turn swiftly, while the larger ones +move so slowly that, unless they are watched for a long time, they seem +to be standing still. + +The swallows thought it would be delicious to live in the clock. No boys +could disturb them, and unless some one should invent a new kind of +flying cat, they would never have any unwelcome and dangerous visitors. + +So they began to build. They carried hay and grass and cotton into the +clock, and by night their nest was half finished. They slept in a +neighboring tree, and in the morning flew back with fresh building +materials. + +Something very strange had happened. The nest that they had partly built +had nearly disappeared. They had to begin again. All that day they +worked hard. The next morning they found that the same cruel trick had +been played on them. + +They now became very indignant, and that night they perched on the hands +of the clock, so as to be near in case any one should try to destroy +their nest. In the course of the night the hands of the clock turned +around and tumbled them off, but in the morning they saw that their nest +had only been slightly disturbed. They repaired the damage, finished +their work, and moved in that night. + +For two days they were very happy, but on the third day a man climbed +into the tower to see why the clock had stopped. He found nearly a peck +of straw and grass and cotton that had been drawn by the wheels into the +inmost recesses of the clock, and had finally so clogged the wheels that +they could move no more. Then he found the nest that the swallows had +made, and threw it away, and stopped up the hole in the clock face. + +And so it happened that the swallows had to go and build a nest under +the eaves after all. + + + + +THE TALKING LEAVES.[3] + +[3] Begun in No. 101, HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE. + +An Indian Story. + +BY WILLIAM O. STODDARD. + +CHAPTER XXVIII. + + +Dolores's suggestion that he should purchase Rita from the Indian chief +had made a great impression upon Murray's mind. Steve's advice also +helped him to the conclusion that the plan was the best that could be +devised. + +Many Bears had taken a great fancy both to Send Warning and to Knotted +Cord. The chief had indeed proposed more than once that his pale-face +friends should remain among the Apache band, and cast in their lots with +them. Meanwhile Murray held many an anxious consultation with Steve over +their plan. + +"It's an idea, Steve; it's a good one," he said, finally, "and I'm going +to try and carry it out." + +Still, it was a delicate piece of business, and Murray went at it very +carefully. + +That afternoon, as they were riding along, Many Bears again remarked to +him that he would be better off among his Apache friends than anywhere +else. "Have lodge. Have squaw. Be chief a little. Be great brave." + +"Got good lodge now." + +"Yes, but lodge empty. Want squaw." + +"Send Warning is old. No child. Rather have daughter. He has taken the +Knotted Cord for a son. All he needs now is a young squaw." + +"Ugh! Good. All Apaches say Send Warning is wise. Know what he likes +best. Buy young squaw. Braves get killed in fight. Plenty young squaws +have no father. All glad to come into good lodge. Have plenty meat. +Plenty nice blanket. Good for squaw." + +The notion of Many Bears was one that fitted him very well, for, as +chief of the band, it was his duty to keep an eye upon the fortunes of +its "orphans." There could be no better "asylum" for one of them than +the lodge of a wise old brave like Send Warning. + +"No," said Murray, after a moment of silence. "Only one young squaw in +camp for me. The great chief must let me have Rita." + +Many Bears was as nearly startled as an Indian chief could be by this +sudden and daring proposal. He shook his head. Only a chief who could +bring rich presents could expect to buy the daughter of a great man like +Many Bears. Something far beyond the power of a seemingly poor warrior +like Send Warning. + +"Good," said Murray, calmly. "Heap give. Suppose you say what you think. +How big heap?" + +There was a grim smile on the face of Many Bears as he turned and looked +in the face of his friend. + +"How much? Ugh. Suppose chief bring fifty ponies?" + +"Good," said Murray. "Go on." + +"Fifty new blanket?" + +"Good. All right." + +"Five new gun. Fifty knife. Much heap powder. Big roll cloth for squaws. +What say?" + +"Good. All right." + +"Much pistol too. Suppose chief think of something more?" + +"All right. Send Warning give it all." + +"Ugh! No got 'em. No find 'em. Send Warning laugh at chief. Bad." + +There was an offended look in his eyes, but Murray laid his hand on his +arm, saying: + +"Listen. Send Warning is white. He is a great man among his own people. +He can give heap to chief. Can't find all here. Go to fort. See +blue-coat chief. See traders. Get all he wants there." + +"Ugh! Good. Make Talking Leaf. Send it to fort. Young brave carry it. +All things come back." + +Many Bears had seen something like that, and had never ceased envying +the white man's power to obtain presents by means of a little piece of +paper. Murray replied: + +"No. Send Warning in no hurry. Wait till we get to fort." + +That would not be for many days, and the more Many Bears thought of all +the good things he had mentioned, the more anxious he became to see his +adopted daughter set up in a lodge of her own, or at least under the +care of a warrior who was willing to give such a "big heap" for the +privilege. He "thought of something more" almost every hour from that +time on, but his demands were mainly for items of moderate cost, and he +did not feel at liberty to mention any larger number of ponies or +blankets. + +"We can buy the blankets easily enough," said Steve, when he was told +the terms of the bargain, "but what about the ponies?" + +"Cheaper than blankets, my boy. I've seen droves of them going for ten +dollars a head. We won't have to give more than twenty. As to the other +things, there are always traders around the posts." + +They had already counted the contents of their little buckskin bags, and +Steve had been surprised to find how much money there was in little more +than twenty pounds of gold coin. He had found, indeed, a strange +pleasure in counting it over and over, while Murray told him of his +beautiful home away across the sea. + +"You'll be a rich man there." + +"Have three or four times as much as this every year. You must come and +visit with me, Steve. As soon as you've seen your own people." + +"I dare not think much of them, Murray. I can't talk about them. It will +be time enough when I learn if any of them are yet alive." + +"Your father and mother?" + +"Don't, Murray. I'd rather talk about Rita and our plans here." + +Ni-ha-be was indignant at the proposed change. Rita had never imagined +until that moment how much she was beloved by the earnest-hearted Apache +girl. Ni-ha-be's arms were twining around her neck, and she was weeping +fiercely as she exclaimed: + +"He shall not take you away from me. You are not a pale-face any more. +You are Apache." + +Rita could not help crying, and the two friends were glad to go into the +lodge, as they were told, and mingle their tears together. + +The nearest United States post at which there were likely to be any +traders was still a "two days' journey" to the northward, but Many Bears +had actually now received a message from his tribe that there would be +"heap presents" for those who should come in time to get them, and he +was more than ever anxious to discover if Send Warning had been telling +him the truth. His first proposition had been, as before, that Murray +should send for what he wanted, and have it brought to the Apache camp, +but that had been declared out of the question. + +"Ugh! Good. Then Send Warning go with chief. Buy pony. Buy heap other +things. Come back and take young squaw to lodge." + +"No. The great chief can bring young squaw with him. Send Warning take +then what he pay for. Give pony, take young squaw." + +After some little argument, this was agreed to, but there were almost as +serious objections made to Steve Harrison's joining the party who were +to visit the post. + +"Tell them I'm going anyhow," said Steve to Red Wolf, "whether they like +it or not. You come too. I'll buy you a new rifle. Best there is at the +fort." That settled the matter. + +Both Dolores and Ni-ha-be were to be of the party. + +"Rita," said Murray, in a low voice, the morning they rode out of the +village camp, "take a good look back. That's the last you will ever see +of it." + +Then for the first time it came into the mind of Rita that she loved not +only Ni-ha-be, but all those wild, dark, savage people among whom she +had been living ever since she was a little girl. + +"Father, will I never see any of them again?" + +"I think not, Rita." + +"You will let me send them presents, will you not?" + +"As many as you please, Rita." + +"Then I will make the whole village happy some day." + +On arriving at the fort they were fortunate in finding a trader who had +bought a great many more ponies than he knew what to do with. Fifty of +them were promptly secured and turned over to Many Bears. + +Even while that was being cared for, Murray sought and obtained two or +three important interviews. One was with the United States army officer +in command of the post, to whom he told his story. + +"It's a little the biggest romance I ever heard of," said the gallant +Major. "I'll tell you what--you'd better have the final transfer made in +my presence." + +"Thank you heartily. That will be just the thing." + +The Major told the story as a great secret to his wife, and she told it +to the other ladies at the fort, and they all went wild together over a +grand new wardrobe for Rita. Never had any daughter of the Apaches owned +a tenth of the varied material the enthusiastic ladies prepared in less +than twenty-four hours after their first glimpse of Rita. + +"We must make quite an affair," said the Major to Murray, "of your +making the payment. Then they will not think of trying to back out." + +"There would be danger to Rita, I fear, if I were to make the truth +known publicly too soon." + +Major Norris was an experienced "Indian fighter," and just the man to be +in command of such a post, for the reason that he had learned how much +cheaper it was to have the red men as friends than as enemies. He sent +word at once to Many Bears and a number of other "great chiefs" that +Send Warning was also a "great chief," and that proper honor must be +shown him by his pale-face friends on so great an occasion. + + * * * * * + +It was quite a procession that marched out of the fort barracks with +Rita on the day appointed. The Apache warriors and squaws who were +looking on felt that a high compliment was paid to their nation. There +were the troops drawn up in splendid array, with flags and cannon and +music, and the "white chiefs" in their bright uniforms. + +There were the great warriors of several bands of the Apaches in their +paint and feathers. There were the beautiful white squaws in their +strange dresses. Many Bears had been looking very intently at a +collection of things just in front of where Major Norris was standing +with Murray and Steve Harrison. Ponies, blankets, guns--all, and more +than all, that had been agreed upon. No chief who was looking on could +say he had ever received more than that for one of his daughters, and +the heart of Many Bears swelled proudly within him. There was a cloud +upon his haughty face, however, and another on that of Red Wolf, who was +standing at his side. The clouds did not go away when they searched the +approaching party of ladies with their eyes for Rita. + +Rita? Could that be the adopted daughter of Many Bears walking there +behind Mrs. Norris and Mother Dolores--the beautiful young lady whose +face was so very pale, and who was dressed so splendidly? They had never +before seen her look anything like that. + +The band played, the soldiers "presented arms," the officers touched +their hats, and Murray stepped forward and held out his right hand to +Many Bears, pointing with his left to the ponies and things. + +"There they are. Send Warning has kept his word. Rita is mine." + +"Ugh! Good. Presents all right. Young squaw is the daughter of Send +Warning." + +He shook hands heartily as he said it; but Murray had something more on +his mind, and was only waiting for the music to stop. + +"Listen," he said. "I tell you a big truth. Rita is my own daughter. +When you burn ranche in Mexico many summers ago, burn mine, take horses, +cattle, mules, take away little girl--all that was mine. Got little girl +back now. Apaches all good friends of mine." + +"Send Warning not come back to lodge?" + +"Not now. Go to my own people for a while. Show them my daughter. Say +found her again." + +"Ugh! Send Warning is a wise man. Cunning chief. Throw dust in the eyes +of the Apaches." + +It was plain that the chief was troubled in his mind; he hardly knew +whether to be angry or not. But there was no reasonable objection to +Murray's doing as he pleased with his own daughter after she had cost +him so many ponies. + +Murray spoke again. "Send Warning say what great chief do. Let Ni-ha-be +come with Rita to pale-face lodges. Stay awhile. Learn to hear Talking +Leaves. Then come back to her friends. What say?" + +The chief pondered a moment, but Ni-ha-be had heard and understood, and +a scared look arose in her face. + +"Rita! Rita! you are going away? you will not be an Apache girl any +more?" + +[Illustration: "'OH, NI-HA-BE, COME WITH ME!'"] + +"Oh, Ni-ha-be, come with me!" + +Their arms were around each other, and they were both weeping; but +Ni-ha-be's mind was made up instantly. + +"No. You are born white. You will go with your father. I am an Apache, +and I will go with my father." + +Many Bears was listening. "Send Warning hear what young squaw say? All +Apaches say, good. She will stay with her own people." + +Murray and Steve were anxious to begin their return to civilization, but +it would be several days before a "train" would go with an escort, and +they did not care to run any further risks. So the "farewell" was spread +over sufficient time to make all sorts of explanations and promises, and +Rita's mind became so full of dreams of her new life that she could +easily give up the old one. + +Ni-ha-be had never seen so much of the pale-faces before, and Rita tried +again and again to persuade her to change her mind, but on the very last +morning of all she resolutely responded: "No, Rita, you are all +pale-face. All over. Head and heart both belong with white friends. Feel +happy. Ni-ha-be only little Indian girl here. Out there on plains, among +mountains, Ni-ha-be is the daughter of a great chief. She is an Apache." + +No doubt she was right, but she and Rita had a good long cry over it +then, and probably more than one afterward. + +As for Dolores, she came to the fort to say good-by, but neither Many +Bears nor Red Wolf came with her. + +"The heart of the great chief is sore," she said, "and he mourns for his +pale-face daughter. Not want to speak." + +Out from the gates of the fort that morning wheeled the cavalry escort +of the waiting "train" of supply wagons and traders' "outfits," and +behind the cavalry rode a little group of three. + +The ladies of the garrison, with the Major and the rest, had said their +last farewells at the gates, and the homeward journey had begun. + +"Steve," said Murray, "are you a Lipan or an Apache to-day?" + +"Seems to me that is all ever so long ago. I am white again." + +"So am I. At one time I had little hope that I ever should be. I never +would if I had not found Rita. Oh, my daughter!" + +"Father! Father, see--there she is! Oh, Ni-ha-be!" + +A swift and beautiful mustang was bounding toward them across the plain +from a sort of cloud of wild-looking figures at a little distance, and +on its back was a form they all knew well. + +Nearer it came, and nearer. + +"She wants to say good-by again." + +Nearer still, so near that they could almost look into her dark +streaming eyes, and Rita held out her arms beseechingly; but at that +moment the mustang was suddenly reined in and wheeled to the right +about, while Ni-ha-be clasped both hands upon her face. + +"Ni-ha-be! Oh, Ni-ha-be!" + +But she was gone like the wind, and she did not come again. + +"There, Rita," said her father. "It is all for the best. All your Indian +life is gone, like mine and Steve's. We have something better before us +now." + +THE END. + + + + +MORE ABOUT KITES. + + +[Illustration] + +Last week, boys, I told you how to make a very simple kite. Now for a +few variations from the usual commonplace plan. There are a number of +novel designs in the way of kites that it only requires a little +ingenuity to carry out. + +[Illustration] + +Suppose that you want your kite for a travelling companion; It would be +a very awkward piece of baggage, would it not? Well, you can make a very +good kite of the shape shown in the illustration, covered with muslin, +and the frame made to work upon a pivot, so that it can be folded and +carried in a case. The muslin must be fastened permanently to one piece +of the frame only; it must be simply tied to the others with small +pieces of string. Thus, on being released, the laths may be worked +round on the pivot until they are in a straight line, and the muslin +wrapped round them. Sometimes they are made with only two pieces, an +upright and a cross-piece, but the principle is the same. If expense is +of no consideration, oiled silk is far better than muslin, since it is +so much lighter. + +In China, the boys about the streets of Hong-Kong have a very amusing +and simply constructed kite, which can be made to perform the most +astonishing gyrations in the air. You might be inclined at first to +doubt if the thing could go up at all; but just give it a fair trial, +and see. You will be surprised at the ease with which it catches the air +and mounts upward. + +[Illustration] + +The kite is composed of two very thin slips of rattan, or bamboo, +properly smoothed, and a piece of colored tissue-paper cut in the form +shown in the above diagram. The middle stick is flat on one side, and +should be eighteen and a half inches long; the bow stick should be +twenty-five inches long, and nearly round. The paper should be cut to +measure fourteen inches on each side. + +[Illustration] + +Lay the middle stick, well covered on the flat side with good stiff +flour paste, diagonally across the paper, fastening it at both ends with +bands across, and let it stand till dry; then fold down the upper +corners of the paper over the bow stick, pasting it down firmly. Add a +small fan-shaped piece of tissue-paper for the "bob-tail," and the kite +is ready. Fasten one end of the "belly-band" to the two sticks where +they cross, and the other end about the same distance from the tail of +the kite. Be careful about adjusting the balance when tying on the +string, as if that is not right the kite will not fly upward. + +[Illustration] + +As to the decorations of his kite, each boy must follow his own fancy, +remembering that, since the effect is to be produced from a distance, +only the most glaring colors can be used, and that fine and finished +details will be of no use whatever. One of the prettiest kites now in +use is that which represents a hawk with outspread wings, and it can be +purchased at almost any toy store. But if any boy will be careful in his +work, he can easily make one. The frame must be made of cane or some +very light and flexible wood. When in the air it will sweep backward and +forward with movements exactly like those of a hawk when wheeling about +in search of prey. + + + + +THE RATS AND THE MEAL. + +BY PALMER COX. + + + One summer's night when all was still, + And motionless the wheel, + Some rats ran through the village mill, + And stole a bag of meal. + + And hurry-scurry, tooth and nail, + They dragged it to the door, + And then upon their shoulders soon + Away the treasure bore. + + But as they hastened from the room, + Along a narrow plank, + The heavy load went in the flume, + And to the bottom sank. + +[Illustration] + + And downward with the bag of meal, + Ere they could loose their hold, + With many a frightened squeak and squeal. + The thieves together rolled. + +[Illustration] + + So then for life they had to swim, + But when they reached the shore, + They dried themselves around a fire, + And vowed to steal no more. + +[Illustration] + + + + +[Illustration: OUR POST-OFFICE BOX.] + + + When the showers of April + Are falling so fast, + Just think, little dears, + That they soon will be past, + + And the grass will be springing, + The birds will be gay, + And soon, little dears, + We'll have flowers and May. + +Little hands up! Who has found the darling trailing arbutus? You, little +Susie, and you live in Virginia? What New England girl will report first +about the wild flowers that grow near her home? Which of the boys has +seen the robins building? and who has been working out-doors with +father, doing that hard spring work which will be so well repaid when +summer and autumn come? Here are some more jingles for the wee ones: + + Rain, rain, go away, + Come again another day. + + A sunshiny shower + Won't last half an hour. + + Patter, patter, patter--see the dancing drops! + Clatter, clatter, clatter--and the shower stops. + + Twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, there's the sun again! + April is a pleasant month, spite of sudden rain. + + * * * * * + + I am a boy eleven years old, and my home is in Indiana, a mile from + the State line of Ohio. My papa owns a farm here, and we are + farmers, so that I have plenty to do in the summer-time working in + the garden and around, and evenings and mornings I help to milk the + cows. In the winter I go to school. I like to go first rate, + especially when Miss Y. is our teacher. When we do not go to + school, my brother Elmar and I and some more boys and girls who + live near by go over to my grandpa's an evening or two in every + week, and grandma teaches us. I like to study geography especially. + My brother Elmar is older than I, and we take HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE + together. When we meet at grandpa's, Elmar and I take our YOUNG + PEOPLE along, so that the rest of the children who go can hear the + nice stories in it, and after lessons are recited, grandma reads to + us all. I liked "A Battle of Icebergs" in No. 124; we all did. And + I like the letters in Our Post-office Box, especially where they + write from Europe. I should like to sail on the large steamers to + Europe. I would want to visit Switzerland, where William Tell and + his brave little Albert lived. And I would like to see Lake Geneva, + and the tall white peaks of the Alps reflected in the clear water. + And I think it would be gay fun to go to Berne in their holidays, + and see the people marching around in the streets wrapped in + bear-skins, "playing" they are bears. But we have some good times + here. My grandma wrote a story, and read it to us last week after + lessons. The story was concerning a lady who made a party to please + a lot of young people. When the names were announced at the door, + they were all our own first names. The surnames were changed. I + will ask grandma for the story to send with this letter, and hope + the Postmistress will please print both. If they should be printed + week after next, I would read them for my piece at our exhibition. + + IRVING P. + +The Postmistress is sorry that she has not room for your grandmamma's +story in Our Post-office Box with your letter. She has put it safely +away in a drawer of her desk, and perhaps one of these days she will be +able to find a niche for it. You were very kind to copy it so plainly. +Although you have not visited Europe, your letter shows that you have +read and studied about its peoples and places, so if you ever do go +there, you will be prepared to enjoy the new scenes intelligently. + + * * * * * + +We are pleased to hear again from our correspondent Alberto, who has +written to us from several places which he has visited in Europe. We are +glad that his bright eyes see so well what the little ones at home will +find pleasure in reading about: + + VERONA, ITALY. + + Perhaps some of the young people would like to hear about the + Carnival of Rome. Mamma hired a window in the Corso twice, and also + a carriage, so that when we got tired of our balcony we could see + all the fun and frolic of the crowd. From the balcony we could see + how gay the whole Corso looked, with flags and banners flying, and + bright-colored strips of cloth hanging out of all the windows, and + over the balconies, which were full of people. The street was + filled with carriages going up and down, and a merry crowd on foot + darted in and out among them, dressed up in comical costumes. + + Then commenced the throwing of the _coriandoli_, which were little + lumps of clay covered with chalk. People seemed to take great + pleasure in throwing these at each other. This they followed by + showering every one with small bouquets of flowers. I think the + flowers were better than the _coriandoli_, as they did not hurt so + much. + + The fun every day closed with a horse-race. The horses had no + riders, but attached to their flanks were leaden balls with sharp + points, which urged them on like spurs. When the signal was given + they dashed through the crowd, which just opened a moment to let + them pass, and tore along until they were stopped at the other end + of the Corso, where the judge sat to proclaim the winner. But the + last night was very gay, for then every one had little candles, and + the fun was to keep one's own light burning and blow out one's + neighbor's. Some held a taper in one hand, and a fan made of + feathers in the other for blowing out the candles. When the tapers + were blown out all would cry "Senza moccolo," which means without + light. The Carnival finished with a grand procession; maskers + carried colored lanterns, which represented fruit, flowers, + animals, moon, and stars; finally, a huge car came, in which was + the King of the Carnival in a dying state, and a crowd of people + behind weeping over him. It was a grand sight, and I wish that some + of the readers of YOUNG PEOPLE could have seen it also. + + ALBERTO DAL MOLIN. + + * * * * * + + MONTICELLO, ILLINOIS. + + I have a doll, and it wears No. 1 baby's shoes and baby dresses. My + sister has a canary that will sing just as loud as it can when she + plays the music it likes. I had a little dog eight years old, and + some one poisoned him. His name was Dick. I have a boy doll. He was + dressed in a little black velvet suit when I got him; I named him + George. I think HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE is the nicest little paper I + ever had. My brother Willie has a wagon, and he takes me out riding + every day; but the wagon is broken now, and he can not take me. I + do wish Jimmy Brown would write some more funny pieces; I like to + read them so much! I would like to get acquainted with him. We used + to have three white rabbits, but a stray cat caught them. + + LENA W. + +Brother Willie must get the wagon mended. + + * * * * * + +The little sentence which inspired this graceful poem was written by +Victor Hugo, the venerable poet of France, in the album of a young girl +who had begged for his autograph. Victor Hugo is a lover of children, as +our own Longfellow was. Shall we translate the French for those who do +not read that beautiful language? It means "like glass to quiver," or +answer back to the touch; "like brass to resist." The poem will help you +to understand the meaning of this sentiment. "À vos pieds, +mademoiselle," means "At your feet," or, as we would say, "Your most +obedient, miss." + +FROM YOUTH TO AGE. + +BY AGNES M. ALDEN. + + "_De verre pour frémir, d'airain pour résister._" + "_À vos pieds, mademoiselle._" + "HUGO VICTOR." + + Maiden, with thine eyes of blue, + Flow'ret gemmed with morning dew, + Let thy stalk grow hard and strong, + That when fiends of hate and wrong + Bluster through thy youth's domain, + Thou mayst well thyself maintain: + _Pour résister, sois l'airain_. + + When pure angels of delight + O'er thy garden wend their flight, + Show'ring magic gifts on thee, + Music, art, and poesie, + Then thy dewy heart lay bare + To the loving, vibrant air: + _Alors, frémis comme le verre_. + + * * * * * + + MARYVILLE, TENNESSEE. + + My papa gave me HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE for a birthday present. I + like it very much indeed. L. Pearlie S. said she had a hen that + killed all but the black ones in her brood. Mamma says she once had + a hen that did not like black chickens, so she tried to kill all + she saw in her brood, and others too. I like chickens very much. I + have twenty-one chickens--nine hens, one rooster, and eleven little + chicks. One year I had thirty-eight chickens, two turkeys, and four + Pintados. + + I don't see how any one can help liking sweet, gentle, loving cats. + I have a cat nearly four years old. She can't do any tricks; she + only curls up under the stove when she can't get into my lap. But I + like her very much; she is the only pet I have. I have no brother + nor sister, except a grown sister who is married. + + I have a flower and a vegetable garden. I like to go to school very + much, but I do not go now, as I was sick and had to stop. I think + Jimmy Brown's adventures are so very funny! I make a good many + Wiggles, but I have never sent any. I often see some just like + mine, though. + + I am making two quilts. One is made out of the pieces that are too + little for the other, and the other is a "memory quilt." Maybe some + of the little readers would like to know what a memory quilt is. It + can be of any pattern, provided it has a light-colored piece in the + middle. The little girl who has it makes a square, and gives it to + one of her friends, who makes another like it for her. The name can + be worked or printed in the middle. When all her friends have made + one, she puts them together, and has a quilt. + + I would be very glad to see this in print, as no one knows I am + writing it except mamma. Good-by. + + SUSIE S. B. + + * * * * * + +The birthday verses which follow were written by a little girl to please +her sister, and the Postmistress thinks they are very sweet. Mother did +quite right in advising Maggie to send them to Our Post-office Box: + + Behold our little darling + In gorgeous garb arrayed! + Her presents are before her, + On the table nicely laid. + + She smiles so sweetly upon all-- + She's neither proud nor haughty; + She's sometimes very mischievous, + But hardly ever naughty. + + Her lustrous eyes, of a dark brown hue, + Are a match for her wavy hair; + And of birthday queens our Annie dear + Is the fairest of the fair. + + MAGGIE J. L. + JERICHO, LONG ISLAND. + + * * * * * + + SIOUX RIVER, WISCONSIN. + + I am a little girl ten years old, and live nine miles from + Bayfield. There is no school, church, or Sunday-school here. My + sisters are older than I, and they stay in Bayfield and go to + school. I am pretty lonely when they are all away and I am here + with papa and mamma. But I have my pets as well as some other + girls. I have a black cat which I call Pussy. I play with her, and + I like her ever so much. I have ten dolls, and mamma says some of + them are dilapidated. My oldest doll is a rag doll, which my aunt + gave me when I was six months old. We live in Sioux River Valley, + and the river is full of trout. I caught one in a little brook that + runs past the door. A great many people come here in the summer to + fish. There are some very large hills, all around us, covered with + pine-trees, and pretty both in summer and winter. I never saw any + hills, pine-trees, or rocks until we came here two years ago. About + a mile from here is what we call the rapids. It is just beautiful! + Such large rocks, covered with such pretty green mosses! I wish you + could all see them, for I can not describe them. From the + sitting-room we can see a "slide," and I love to watch the logs + come tumbling and crashing down until they fall in the river. + + ALBERTA S. + + * * * * * + + HACKENSACK, NEW JERSEY. + + Mamma says I may tell you two funny stories, because they are true: + + There are two old colored people living at Fort L., near the + school-house. Their names are Toby and Isabel. Toby keeps the + school-house clean, but Isabel is so old and fat that she can not + work much. One day my aunt met her on the road, and asked her where + she had been. She said, "Oh, I've been helpin' Tobe in de school." + "Why, you can't help him sweep, can you?" said auntie. "No; but + Tobe he make so much dust when he sweep, an' it make him cough so, + I t'ought I would go an' stand by him, so some of de dust would go + down my froat, an' den Tobe wouldn't get so much on his lungs to + make him cough so." + + My sister teaches a school in the country, and one of her pupils is + a little colored boy by the name of Nick. The other day he came + into the room, crying bitterly, and said, "Teacher, the boys are + all the time calling me names." She said, "What do they call you?" + "They call me Nicholas, and that isn't my name; it's Nicky." + + EMMA S. + +Thanks for your stories, dear. Isabel was very kind to Toby; and as for +little Nick, we hope the boys were prevailed upon to stop teasing him. + + * * * * * + + WHITSTABLE, KENT, ENGLAND. + + My uncle, who lives in New York, sends us HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE and + HARPER'S WEEKLY, both of which we like very much. I must tell you + about my pets. I have a black-and-tan terrier named Tiny, and a + jackdaw which talks quite plainly. My sister has a tabby cat and a + canary-bird. We have not had any snow this winter. We have had + primroses and daisies in bloom all the time. + + I went over the Canterbury Cathedral, and saw the tomb of Edward + the Black Prince, and the shrine of Thomas à Becket, the murdered + Archbishop of Canterbury. The stone in front of the altar is worn + into hollows where the pilgrims used to kneel. Last Saturday + Colonel Brine and Mr. Simmons went up in a large balloon from + Canterbury, to cross the Channel from Dover to Calais. The wind + changed, and they came down in the middle of the Channel, and were + picked up by the mail-packet, and brought back to Dover. We are + very sorry Barnum has bought our elephant Jumbo. I hope he will be + stubborn, and won't go, for I'm sure we want him more than the + little American boys and girls do. I hope I have not made my letter + too long to go in your Post-office Box. + + FRED P. + +Going up in a balloon would be much better fun if people could only be +sure that they would not come plunging down on the top of a high +mountain, into the depths of a wood, or, like those unfortunate +gentlemen, plump into the middle of a body of water. Why did you feel so +badly about letting your little American friends see Jumbo? By the time +you read this perhaps we will understand how it was that the English +children were so fond of this big elephant that they grieved over +sparing him to us. We wish we had some huge American pet to send over +the Atlantic to take his place in your affections. + + * * * * * + + IRVINWOOD, VIRGINIA. + + I am fourteen, and a fond reader of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE. I have + been papa and mamma's little housekeeper for four or five years, as + mamma is often not able to leave her bed. + + I never went from home to school in my life. Mamma has always + taught us at home. Besides my other studies, I have map-drawing, + French, Latin, and music, with an abundance of excellent reading, + so I'm very busy. + + Do you like to darn stockings, Postmistress? I don't enjoy it, + though I have done it for four years, and mamma says I do it + beautifully. + + I have just read Ellen McC.'s letter, of Palmyra, Missouri, and am + so sorry for her. I "always sew the paper." I hope she will be able + to get out in the open air when the "leaves and flowers come." I + should like to take her with me in some of my nice long walks to + the tops of these high hills; to one especially, from which we can + see a great deal of the country, and the mountains in the distance + which bound the Shenandoah Valley--the beautiful Blue Ridge east, + and the Alleghany Mountains west. Our farm is in a pretty miniature + valley, with woods in front and in the rear, great oak-trees that + wave and toss their huge arms in this raging March wind. + Massannuten Mountain bounds our view on the north, and South + Mountain on the south. About ten miles distant is the "Old Stone + Church," the first Presbyterian church in the Valley of Virginia, + built in colonial times, and used as a fort of defense against the + Indians, and also as a "meeting-house." It is known now as Augusta + Church, and is situated in a beautiful oak grove. In the suburbs of + Staunton there is a large old-fashioned house that was occupied for + a while by the Hessians during the Revolution. We live about three + miles from Staunton. + + MAY H. S. + +Yes, dear, strange as it may seem to you, the Postmistress is fond of +darning stockings, and when she is tired of other things, she finds it a +restful occupation which composes her nerves. She hopes your nerves do +not need to be soothed. It is pleasant for you to be your mamma's +housekeeper, and she is to be congratulated on having so useful a little +daughter. Your home is in a very beautiful part of our country. You must +enjoy your walks and rides over the charming roads in the valley of the +winding Shenandoah. + + * * * * * + + RAPIDAN, MINNESOTA. + + I think "The Talking Leaves" has been so nice. So many write about + pets, but the only pet I have is my baby sister Maggie. I read + about the violets that the little boy in Texas sent you. Last + winter I went into my grandma's garden when the snow was about a + foot deep, and pushing it away, found pansies as bright as in the + summer. Papa, mamma, and I got that Monogram Puzzle right. I know + three real nice games for playing in the house. One is "Forty + Questions and Three Guesses." One player thinks of something; for + example, the player chooses the word "Steel," but does not name it + aloud; then the others ask questions about it--what it looks like, + what its use is, and everything they can think of. By-and-by they + find that it is a mineral, and they may guess three times as to + what mineral it is. Another nice game is "Geographical Spelling." + The first player spells the name of a city, river, lake, or + whatever the players decide on. The next one spells the name of a + lake (if it has been decided to have all lakes) the first letter of + which is the last letter of the name that the first player spelled, + and so they go around until the lakes are exhausted, after which + you can take something else. The other game is called "Stillwater." + One person is blindfolded, and stands and counts twenty. By that + time the rest must have taken places, and must keep perfectly still + until some one is found. The one who is first found takes the place + of the one who was blindfolded. Good-by. + + EDITH C. + +We always feel a little timid about games which require the blindfolding +of anybody, as accidents sometimes happen when little performers grow +too merry in their excitement. We have tried the other games, and agree +with Edith in recommending them. + + * * * * * + + WEST CHESTER, PENNSYLVANIA. + + I am eight years old, and the youngest of the family except my + little brother Lionel, who has just begun to go to school, and he + thinks he is a man because he wears long boots, a soldier cap, and + can spell "my cat." + + We have a dear little canary that Aunt Belle gave my sister Fanny. + We call him Peter the Great; and indeed he makes a great noise + sometimes, if he is little. We have a dog too, a setter, and my + brother Charlie Ross, who is now at school in Rhode Island, named + him Ivan the Terrible. He can shut the door, walk on his hind-legs, + sit up and beg, and can jump a stick ever so high, and only has to + be told a few times. + + I must tell you now about my sister Fanny, who is three years older + than I am. Her birthday came February 27, the same day that Mr. + Longfellow's did, so she said she would write him a letter, and she + did; and--would you believe it?--he sent her a dear little printed + letter (for he was too ill to write), with his autograph and the + date in it. + + Now don't you think he was a dear good man to do that for only a + little girl? Fanny is so pleased! She says she will keep it until + she is old and gray, but she don't look much like it now. We have + taken HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE all its life, and expect to forever. I + have written all this letter myself, and hope you will like it. + + ETHEL D. + + * * * * * + +Leon M. Fobes, 22 Cushman Street, Portland, Maine, wishes the address of +Arch Carson, in order that he may return the latter his stamps. + + * * * * * + +WILLIAM W. D.--Why not say, "I have a half-apple, or a quarter"? _Than_ +is not necessary if you wish to show that you have only part of any +whole number. + + * * * * * + +C. Y. P. R. U. + +HOW GIRLS MAY ENTERTAIN EACH OTHER.--The idea that in order to entertain +company it is necessary to go to a great deal of trouble and expense +prevents many young people from really enjoying themselves together. The +other day I was present when Florilla asked her mother for permission to +invite a number of her girl friends to a birthday party. + +"I am quite willing, dear, to let you invite your favorite school-mates +to luncheon or to tea, and I will provide a simple entertainment for +them," said the mother, pleasantly, "but I can not consent to your +having a regular evening company." + +Florilla thought she could not be contented with a daytime party of any +kind, so her birthday is to pass unmarked, and a dozen girls, who might +have had some charming hours with each other, will all stay at home just +as usual. + +When you think of it, dears, it is not upon dainty eatables nor pretty +dresses that you depend for enjoyment, but on the spirit which prevails, +on bright talk, music, games, fun, and gay good-humor, all of which are +within reach of everybody. + +I have a friend who lives in a quiet little place near a beautiful +sheltered bay. Her brother owns a boat. Sometimes, on a summer day, at +the noonday meal, it will occur to one of the family that it would be +pleasant to have a picnic in the afternoon. One child is sent off to +notify the cousins up the street, and another messenger goes for Emily, +or John, or Lucy, who is a favorite on such occasions. A basket of +sandwiches and gingerbread is provided, and at three or four o'clock the +large boat is filled, the white sail is spread, and away goes a merry +party to enjoy the shining water, the salt air, and the hard, smooth +beach. + +A little mountain party might be arranged by girls who live among the +hills, in just such an easy fashion as this. + +In the city, most girls would find, now that fine weather is here, great +pleasure in a morning spent in the parks, or the rural suburbs which are +within a short distance of most towns. It would always be well on such +occasions to ask mamma or some grown-up friend to accompany the party. + +A hostess must never forget that it is her duty to see that her guests +enjoy themselves. For instance, one girl may have travelled. Let her +have an opportunity of telling about the lovely places she has visited. +A good hostess would ask her beforehand to bring views and photographs +with her. Another, who plays well, might be asked for music; but as +everybody is not alike fond of even this accomplishment, the whole time +should not be taken up with songs and pieces. Neglect nobody, if you +wish your company to be a pleasant one, and if strangers are present, +introduce them to those they are likely to find most agreeable. + + * * * * * + +We would call the attention of the C. Y. P. R. U. this week to +Lieutenant Sturdy's account of "Tom Fairweather's Visit to the Sultan of +Borneo," and to the story of "Captain Edwards's Big Whale," as told by +Eesung Eyliss. Then there are some suggestions as to fancy kites, which +will interest the boys this breezy weather. + + * * * * * + +PUZZLES FROM YOUNG CONTRIBUTORS. + +No. 1. + +DOUBLE ACROSTIC. + +1. Highest. 2. One of the United States. 3. To vex. 4. Part of a plant. +5. Pertaining to letters. 6. A species of mineral. Primals and finals +stand for idle talk. + + ICICLE. + + * * * * * + +No. 2. + +THREE ENIGMAS. + +1. + + My first is in apple, but not in plum. + My second is in flute, but not in drum. + My third is in river, but not in stream. + My fourth is in whoop, but not in scream. + My fifth is in help, but not in aid. + My sixth is in wither, but not in fade. + My seventh is in wealth, but not in gold. + My eighth is in ancient, but not in old. + My ninth is in summer, but not in fall. + My tenth is in party, but not in ball. + My whole's an inventor of worthy fame, + And American annals hold his name. + + EMPIRE CITY. + +2. + + First in valise, but not in bag. + Second in hill, but not in crag. + Third in catch, but not in keep. + Fourth in otter, but not in sheep. + Fifth in house, but not in barn. + Sixth in horse, but not in colt. + Seventh in shoe, but not in foot. + Eighth in glue, but not in bolt. + Ninth in sponge, but not in shoot. + Tenth in owe, but not in earn. + My whole is a famous author. + + MARY E. D. W. + +3. + + My first is in big, but not in small. + My second is in good, in bad not at all. + My third is in young, but not in old, + And my whole is eager, brave, and bold. + + JULIE R. D. + + * * * * * + +No. 3. + +A WORD SQUARE. + +1. A plume. 2. To attain. 3. Ardent. 4. A show. 5. A number. + + EMPIRE CITY. + + * * * * * + +No. 4. + +THREE DIAMONDS. + +1.--1. In pea-nut. 2. An animal. 3. A piece of furniture. 4. An animal. +5. In owl. + + W. B. J. + +2.--1. A letter. 2. An article. 3. A country. 4. The conclusion. 5. A +letter. + +3.--1. In snipe. 2. A cushion. 3. A fright. 4. Clamor. 5. In clams. + + JOHN P. + + * * * * * + +ANSWERS TO PUZZLES IN No. 126. + +No. 1. + + J O I S T + O U N C E + I N D E X + S C E N T + T E X T S + +No. 2. + + H B + L E A C O D + H E A R T B O O T H + A R T A T E + T H + + T + C A T + T A B L E + E L M + E + +No. 3. + + G R E A T + R E A M + E A T + A M + T + +No. 4. + +Ostrich. Victoria. + + * * * * * + +Successful Wiggler--G. F. Weller. + + * * * * * + +Correct answers to puzzles have been received from Lottie and Arthur, +Anna Whitey, A. E. Cressingham, Samuel Bronson, Wroton Kenney, William +A. Lewis, Jennie Day, Elsie T. Carr, Laura Richards, Johnnie Bigelow, +Fred Smith, "Icicle," Georgie Wardell, Kittie Lerois, Percy Stuart, +Elsie D., Grace Cooley, Eva M. Stevenson, Martin Best, Francis, +"Lodestar," May Sherman, Dean Crawford, Robert Tice, and Jacob Rollauer. + + * * * * * + +[_For Exchanges, see 2d and 3d pages of cover._] + + + + +[Illustration: SOME ANSWERS TO WIGGLE No. 25, OUR ARTIST'S IDEA, AND NEW +WIGGLE, No. 26.] + + + + + +End of Project Gutenberg's Harper's Young People, April 18, 1882, by Various + +*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 56771 *** |