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+*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 57842 ***
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+[Illustration: HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE]
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+VOL. III.--NO. 133. PUBLISHED BY HARPER & BROTHERS, NEW YORK. PRICE FOUR
+CENTS.
+
+Tuesday, May 16, 1882. Copyright, 1882, by HARPER & BROTHERS. $1.50 per
+Year, in Advance.
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+[Illustration: PUSSY'S MUSIC LESSON.]
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+
+THE SCARLET GLOW.
+
+BY PERCY EARL.
+
+
+"I wish I could take you both with me," said Mr. Hanway, as he kissed his
+children good-by, and stepped into the carriage that was to bear him up
+among the mountains on a visit to an old friend; "but Fletcher here will
+take good care of you, Amy, and I am sure neither of you will forget
+what I've told you about keeping away from the boats."
+
+Fletcher was ten and Amy eight, and the two, with their father, who was
+a widower, were stopping at a cozy little hotel on the shores of a
+lovely lake in Switzerland.
+
+It was only on very rare occasions that Mr. Hanway permitted himself to
+be separated from his children during their travels abroad, but as the
+hotel where they had now been staying for nearly a week was a very
+home-like one, and as he expected to be back in time for supper, he felt
+that he could safely leave them to amuse themselves for a few hours.
+
+Thus cast upon their own resources, the brother and sister read
+story-books and played in-door games until dinner-time. At the table
+were some American tourists just from the summit of the highest mountain
+in the place, and to their lively descriptions of the views to be had
+therefrom, and of the pretty nooks scattered all over it, both children
+listened with eager ears, and when one of the young ladies held up a
+bunch of "just the loveliest wild flowers" which she had gathered by the
+road-side, Amy whispered to her brother that she really must go a little
+way up that very afternoon.
+
+"But papa isn't here to take us," objected Fletcher, who longed to go as
+much as his sister, although he was old enough to understand that his
+father would not like to have them leave the hotel in his absence.
+
+"Papa didn't tell us we mustn't climb mountains--only boats," returned
+Amy, cunningly. "And, besides, didn't he say you could take care of me?
+and don't you think you can?" and the artful little tease looked up at
+her stout young brother with a most confiding air.
+
+Under these circumstances, what could Fletcher reply but that he was
+most certainly able to protect her, and that he would do so for a little
+way, a very little way, up the mountain, as they must be sure to be at
+the hotel when father came back.
+
+Greatly delighted at having gained her point, Amy ran off for her hat as
+soon as dessert was over, and having stuffed a paper of candy into her
+pretty little arm-basket, announced herself ready. And then the two set
+out, Fletcher, with his alpenstock, leading the way up through the town,
+on by the winding path through the woods, up, up, until the beautiful
+lake came into view below them.
+
+"Let's rest here a minute," proposed Fletcher. "This flat rock'll make a
+nice seat; and while we eat some candy, I'll teach you the names of the
+snow mountains over yonder."
+
+So the expedition halted while the captain pointed out what he _thought_
+was Mont Blanc, the king of all the peaks; the beautiful Jungfrau, with
+its silver horn, and--But turning to see if Amy was looking in the right
+direction, Fletcher found her eyes closed, and her head just sinking to
+his shoulder.
+
+"Poor little thing, she's tired out. I'll let her have a short nap
+before we start down again." So, while Amy slept, her brother ate
+chocolate drops and studied the Alps.
+
+Now it would have been quite romantic and Babes-in-the-Woodsy if he too
+had been overcome with drowsiness, thus leaving them both lying there
+asleep on the mountain-side until an elf, giant, or some other rarely
+seen creature, came to wake them up and conduct them to a wonderful
+grotto, studded with diamonds and paved with pearls. But as this is not
+a fairy tale, nothing of the sort occurred, for Amy presently woke up of
+her own accord, and finding the basket empty, recollected what she had
+come for, upon which the two began searching for wild flowers.
+
+At first Fletcher rather affected to despise the occupation, but after
+they had gathered a few, he found them so pretty, and it grew to be so
+exciting to wonder where they would chance upon some more, that he
+speedily became as absorbed in the hunt as Amy herself, and both
+wandered over the mountain in every direction.
+
+At last the pretty little basket was filled to the top with still
+prettier contents, and at the same time Fletcher noticed that the sun
+was very near the tip of one of the snow mountains.
+
+"Come, Amy," he exclaimed, "we must hurry back, or papa'll be there
+before us;" and taking her by the hand, he set out for the path by which
+they had ascended.
+
+"But why can't we go down right here?" asked Amy. "It'll be such fun to
+go sort o' sliding down hill."
+
+"I guess we needn't slide," returned Fletcher, "for here's a kind of
+path we can take; so now hold on to me tight, and be careful not to
+slip;" and down the two started over the rough way, for the
+mountain-side was covered with stones, little and big, which the feet of
+the children sent rolling and crashing on ahead of them in quite a noisy
+fashion.
+
+With each advancing step the path grew fainter and fainter, until it
+finally disappeared entirely, and nothing was to be seen but trees and
+rocks and stones.
+
+"Shall we go back, Amy?" asked Fletcher, as they both came to a halt;
+and then he added: "But no, we haven't time; so we must keep on."
+
+"All right; but you don't think there are any snakes under these stones,
+do you, Flet?"
+
+Then they went on down again, but the way grew ever rougher and rougher,
+and the stones slipped from under their tired feet more and more
+frequently.
+
+"Oh dear! ain't we 'most there?" half sobbed Amy, as she stubbed her toe
+against a rock in front of her, while a stone rolled down on her heel
+from behind.
+
+"I guess so. Shall I try to lift you over this place? See, there must
+have been a brook here in the spring;" and Fletcher pointed out a
+shallow ravine that crossed their path obliquely, and which was choked
+with stones and brush-wood.
+
+Without waiting for an answer, the kind-hearted boy threw his alpenstock
+across, and then picking Amy up in his arms, started over himself. He
+reached the opposite side in safety, and was about to step up to level
+ground again when his foot caught under a stone, and in trying to keep
+his sister from being harmed by his fall, he left no hand free with
+which to save himself.
+
+"Oh, Flet, are you hurt?" cried Amy, as she quickly scrambled to her
+feet.
+
+"Not much; only my ankle." But the "not much" proved to be a sprain
+serious enough to prevent his walking a step, and after attempting to do
+so once or twice, the brave little fellow was forced to fall back upon
+the rocks, with an expression of pain which he could not repress.
+
+And now the children's situation became quite a grave one. They were as
+yet, as well as they could judge, a mile or more above the town, the sun
+had already vanished behind the snowy peaks opposite, the autumn
+twilight was rapidly closing in, and, worse than all, Fletcher could not
+and Amy would not move.
+
+"How can I go away and leave you here?" she would say when urged to
+hurry back, so that father should not worry.
+
+"But I'm all right as long as I sit still," her brother would reply.
+"Besides, the sooner you go and tell them at the hotel, the quicker
+they can send somebody up for me."
+
+At length, convinced that under the circumstances this was the wisest
+thing to do, Amy set bravely out, but had not proceeded more than twenty
+feet before she came screaming back, declaring she had seen a snake, and
+that she could never, never go on through the dreadful woods alone.
+
+"Let me stay with you, Flet," she begged. "I'm sure when papa misses us
+he'll come right up here;" and her brother, seeing she had no doubts on
+this point, thought it best not to remind her that it was just as
+natural to suppose that he would look in a dozen other directions for
+them first.
+
+So the two sat together there on the mountain-side, watching the stars
+come out, and wondering if this was their punishment for being naughty.
+
+But presently Amy's eyelids grew heavy again, and leaning her head
+against Fletcher, she asked him to wake her "as soon as papa comes,"
+when suddenly a reddish glare flashed forth out of the darkness beneath
+them; portions of mountain and lake appeared distinctly as by day, while
+trees and rocks and bushes stood revealed in startling vividness.
+
+"Oh, what is it, Flet?" cried Amy, hiding her face in terror.
+
+"Don't be afraid," he answered. "I guess it can't hurt us, whatever it
+is."
+
+Still the boy had dreadful visions of earthquakes and volcanoes, which
+he somehow imagined were much more common in Europe than in America.
+
+And now the red light had changed to green, this in turn to blue, then
+back to red again, and so on, until the brother and sister became
+completely mystified.
+
+On a sudden, while the red glare lit up everything around, there was a
+sound of rolling stones, a man's voice exclaimed, "Thank God for St.
+Jacques!" The next instant Mr. Hanway's strong arms were about both his
+children.
+
+"Oh, papa, I knew you'd come!" cried Amy, joyously. "But now you must
+put me down, and carry Flet, 'cause I was naughty, and he's hurt, and
+all from 'sisting me."
+
+Then the situation was explained. Two young gentlemen from the hotel
+tenderly raised the helpless boy and carried him between them, and thus,
+the happy father still retaining his little girl, they started down the
+hill again, guided by the strange lights safely to the town.
+
+Fletcher soon recognized in his bearers two members of the party from
+the mountain-top that had been so enthusiastic at dinner, and they
+furthermore told him that it was at their suggestion that Mr. Hanway had
+first directed his steps to the hill-side, "for," said one, "we noticed
+how eagerly your little sister listened to my cousin's description of
+the wild flowers."
+
+"And did you have those funny lights lit so's you could see us?" asked
+the boy.
+
+"Not exactly," was the laughing response. "That is the illumination in
+honor of St. Jacques, whose several-hundred-and-something-or-other
+birthday it is to-day, I believe."
+
+"But how do they make the lights, and who is St. Jacques?" pursued
+Fletcher.
+
+"They have different colored 'fires,' as the preparations are called,
+which are touched off at the same instant at various points about the
+lake; and as for St. Jacques, that is the same as St. James in English."
+
+"That's what papa's queer speech meant, then, when he found us."
+
+"And I say 'Amen' to it," returned the young man, huskily, "for I
+believe we'd have gone right on past you both if it had not been for
+that scarlet glow from the fête of St. Jacques."
+
+
+
+
+RHINOCEROS STORIES.
+
+
+With the exception of the elephant, the rhinoceros is the largest of all
+land animals, and in point of ugliness he is quite unequalled. In
+appearance he is something like an enormous pig, with a horn on the end
+of his nose, and a skin so thick that a leaden rifle-ball will not
+ordinarily pierce it.
+
+But in spite of his ill-temper, of which hunters are never tired of
+speaking, the rhinoceros certainly has a love of fun. An English hunter
+in South Africa had gone to bed in his travelling wagon one night,
+leaving his native servants feasting around the camp fire. Suddenly he
+heard a terrible uproar, and looking out, discovered that a rhinoceros
+was having a little fun in the camp. The air seemed to be full of tin
+pans, and natives, and blankets, and fire-wood, which the rhinoceros was
+tossing, and the natives, whenever they could get breath enough to
+express their views of the situation, were calling for help. The hunter
+did not interfere with the animal's amusement, and presently the
+rhinoceros buried his horn in a red blanket, which covered his eyes and
+blinded him. In this condition the beast started to run away, and as he
+vanished, the hunter could hear him stumbling and knocking his head
+against all the trees and nearly all the rocks in that particular part
+of Africa.
+
+On another occasion the same hunter saw a rhinoceros lying down with its
+fore-legs stretched out, sleeping in the sun. Almost at the same moment
+the animal awoke and looked around, as if he suspected that there might
+perhaps be a man with a gun somewhere about. The hunter instantly fired,
+aiming just forward of the beast's shoulder. The rifle was a very large
+one, and it nearly kicked the hunter over on his back; but the
+rhinoceros, without paying the least attention to the shot, sank down
+again in his former position, apparently determined to renew his nap.
+The hunter loaded and fired again, but the rhinoceros did not even wink.
+Then two native servants crept cautiously up to see what was the matter
+with the drowsy beast. He did not stir, and when they had approached
+quite close to him they found that the first shot had killed him
+instantly.
+
+Less fortunate was another hunter in South Africa, who shot a
+rhinoceros, and fancying that he had wounded the animal mortally, left
+him to die. In the course of the afternoon he unexpectedly came upon the
+place where the wounded beast had concealed himself. The rhinoceros
+rushed upon him, and knocked him down just as his rifle was discharged.
+The hunter was not much hurt, and hastened to creep out between the
+beast's hind-legs, hoping to conceal himself in the high grass; but the
+rhinoceros was too quick for him. He was knocked down again; his leg
+from the knee to the hip was cut open by the animal's horn, and he was
+trampled upon so heavily that he felt his ribs bend under the weight. He
+of course expected to be killed, but the rhinoceros, satisfied with what
+he had done, did not again attack the man, who managed to drag himself
+to his camp. His servant seized a gun and went in search of the
+rhinoceros, and in a few moments the hunter heard a dreadful yell. Weak
+as he was, he took his rifle and went to help the servant. He fired half
+a dozen times at the rhinoceros, and finally saw him fall. Wishing to
+make sure that the animal would do no more mischief, he walked up to the
+beast, and was about to fire in his ear, when he scrambled to his feet,
+and rushed after the hunter, who ran as fast as he could in his terribly
+crippled condition. The rhinoceros overtook him, and just as he thought
+that his last moment had come, the beast stopped and fell dead in his
+tracks.
+
+As the rhinoceros does not seem to be of any use while alive, and as he
+is good for food when dead, and his horn furnishes excellent ivory, the
+hunters who kill him are engaged in a useful work, which is more than
+can be said for all sportsmen.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: "MY LITTLE SWEETHEART."]
+
+
+
+
+THE STEAM-ENGINE.
+
+
+One day a lonely prisoner sat meditating in his cell in the Tower of
+London. He was a Marquis of Worcester, a nobleman of high rank and large
+fortune, who had been imprisoned for a political offense. But he had
+always been a mechanic, and had passed the happiest hours of his life in
+his workshop. As he watched, sad and almost hopeless in his prison, he
+noticed that the cover of a kettle that was boiling on the fire was
+raised up, and that a cloud of vapor escaped.
+
+He examined the curious fact, and at last asked himself, What is it that
+lifts the cover?--what power is there hidden in the boiling kettle? It
+was evidently the white vapor; it was steam. The Marquis of Worcester
+had made a wonderful discovery, and when he was liberated he gave much
+of his time to the study of the new power. He felt the great value of
+steam to mankind; and in his work, _A Century of Inventions_, thanked
+God that he had been permitted to discover one of the "secrets of
+nature."
+
+No one before him seems ever to have thought of making steam useful. The
+white vapor had risen from every boiling vessel since the first use of
+fire. It was familiar to the Jew, Assyrian, Greek, and Roman. A Greek
+man of science was even acquainted with some of its powers, and employed
+it to frighten one of his neighbors for whom he had no good-will. He
+placed a boiler in his cellar, and drove the steam through pipes around
+his neighbor's house, shaking it with a loud noise.
+
+But no one had thought of confining the vapor in a pipe, and making it
+labor. No one in Shakspeare's time had fancied that there was a giant
+strength in boiling water; no one foresaw in 1660 that all the chief
+labors of the future would be carried on by the aid of a boiling kettle.
+But soon the idea suggested by the Marquis of Worcester seems to have
+excited the curiosity of other intelligent men. He left no machine
+behind him, if he had ever made one. His only object was to force up
+water. He wrote an account of his machine in 1663, and soon after died.
+In 1681, Morland used steam to raise water. Its power began to be
+discovered; it would burst, it was said, a gun, and inflict serious
+injuries.
+
+Next, about 1687, Papin, a French Huguenot exiled to London, almost
+invented a real steam-engine. He filled a pipe or cylinder half full of
+water; a piston or rod of iron rested on the water. A fire was kindled
+underneath, the water boiled, the steam drove the piston to the top of
+the cylinder, where it was secured by a peg or latch. The fire was then
+taken away, the cold once more condensed the steam into water, the latch
+was let loose, and the piston descended to its former position. Papin in
+this way raised a weight of sixty pounds. He was full of ardor, believed
+that he could raise ten thousand pounds, and even suggested a steamboat.
+
+But as yet the rude machine consisted only of a pipe, a piston, and a
+latch that was moved by an attendant. Soon after, in 1696, Savery
+invented the first real steam-engine. It consisted of two boilers, a
+cylinder, a stream of cold water to condense the steam, and was intended
+to pump water into cities, houses, and ships. Savery addressed his
+pamphlet describing his engine to King William, who had examined his
+machine with interest at Hampton Court. In the year 1700 the
+steam-engine was in its infancy.
+
+It grew slowly. Savery's engine was improved, but was still for nearly a
+century imperfect and almost useless. It could only move a piston or rod
+up and down. No one had yet discovered a way to make it turn a wheel.
+Until the American Revolution, and the age of Washington and Franklin,
+the imperfect machine seemed of little real value.
+
+James Watt, a young Scotch mechanic, almost made it what it is. He is
+the author of the modern steam-engine. He was the son of a maker of
+mathematical instruments. He was sickly, studious, and always fond of
+mechanical contrivances; at six years old he is said to have worked out
+problems in geometry in the sand; at fourteen he made an electrical
+machine; and at fifteen, Arago tells us, studied the steam that came
+from a tea-kettle, and planned some of his future labors. He was born in
+1736.
+
+His chief discovery was how to make the piston turn a wheel, and this he
+did by using the crank. His machines became capable of turning mills,
+moving spindles, and pumping out mines. He founded a great factory of
+steam-engines that were sold all over the world; he grew wealthy,
+famous, and was always benevolent. He never ceased to invent, write, and
+labor, even in extreme old age, and at eighty-three produced a new
+copying machine that imitated any piece of sculpture. Soon after he
+died. No one has done more to add to the comfort and ease of his
+fellow-men than Watt by his rare inventions.
+
+The steam-engine is the finest example of the mechanical art. A thousand
+parts make up the whole, all of which move together in harmony. The most
+violent storm never disorders them. The piston moves, the crank turns,
+the steam rises, and is condensed. It is nothing but the Marquis of
+Worcester's kettle boiling over, Papin's rod or piston, Watt's crank,
+improved by later inventors. Yet what a wonderful creature it is! how
+beautiful and complete!
+
+
+
+
+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 VII.
+
+ATTRACTIONS FOR THE LITTLE CIRCUS.
+
+
+While he stood there, the wagon in which the skeleton and his wife
+travelled rolled past; but Toby knew they were still sleeping, and would
+continue to do so until their tent was ready for them to go into.
+
+The carriage in which the women of the company rode also passed him, and
+he almost fancied he could see Ella sitting in one of the seats,
+sleeping, with her head on her mother's shoulder, as she had slept on
+the stormy night when his head was nearly jerked from his body as he
+tried to sleep while sitting upright.
+
+There were but three of the drivers who had been with the circus the
+year before, and after speaking with them, he stood by the side of the
+road, and watched the preparations for the entrée with feelings far
+different from those with which he had observed such preparations in
+that dreary time when he expected each moment to hear Job Lord order him
+to attend to his work.
+
+The other boys crowded quite as close to him as they could get, as if by
+this means they allied themselves in some way with the show; and when a
+number of ponies were led past, Joe Robinson said, longingly:
+
+"There, Toby, if we had one or two of them to train, it would be
+different work from what it is to make the Douglass hoss remember his
+way round the ring."
+
+"You wouldn't have to train them any," began Toby; and then he had no
+time to say anything more, for Ben, who had been talking with the
+manager, called to him.
+
+"Has your uncle Dan'l got plenty of pasturage?" asked Ben, when the boy
+approached him.
+
+"Well, he's got twenty acres up by the stone quarry, an' he keeps three
+cows on it, and Jack Douglass's hoss. He don't count, for he's only
+there till we boys have our circus," said Toby, never for a moment
+dreaming of the good fortune that was in store for him.
+
+"So you're goin' to have a circus of your own, eh?" asked Ben, with a
+smile that alarmed Toby, because he feared it was a signal for one of
+those terrible laughing spells.
+
+"We're only goin' to have a little three-cent one," replied Toby,
+modestly, noting with satisfaction that Ben's mirth had gone no further
+than the smile.
+
+"Two of our ponies are about used up," said the manager, "and we've got
+to leave them somewhere. Ben tells me he is going to see your uncle
+Dan'l this noon; so suppose you and one of these boys ride them up to
+the pasture now. Ben will make a bargain with your uncle for their
+keeping, and you can use them in your circus if you want to."
+
+Joe Robinson actually jumped for joy as he heard this, and Toby's
+delight spread itself all over his face, while Bob Atwood and Ben
+Cushing went near the fence, where they stood on their heads as a way of
+expressing their elation at thus being able to have real live ponies in
+their circus.
+
+A black pony and a red one were then pointed out for Toby to take away,
+and they were not more than twice as large as Newfoundland dogs; they
+were, in fact, just exactly what was wanted for a little circus such as
+the boys were about to start.
+
+Joe was so puffed up with pride at being allowed to ride one of these
+ponies through the village that if his mind could have affected his
+body, he would not have weighed more than a pound, and he held his head
+so high that it seemed a matter of impossibility for him to see his
+feet.
+
+Very much surprised were Uncle Daniel and Aunt Olive at seeing Toby and
+Joe dash into the yard astride of these miniature horses, just as they
+were sitting down to breakfast; and when the matter had been explained,
+Abner appeared quite as much pleased that the boys would have this
+attraction in their circus as if he were the sole proprietor of it.
+
+It was with the greatest reluctance that either of the boys left his
+pony in the stable-yard and sat down to breakfast, so eager was Joe to
+get back to the tenting ground to see what was going on, and so anxious
+was Toby to see the skeleton and his wife as soon as possible. But they
+ate because Uncle Daniel insisted that they should do so; and when
+breakfast was over, he advised that the ponies be left in the stable
+until Chandler Merrill's pony could be removed from the pasture.
+
+When they started down town again, Abner went with them, and it was so
+late in the morning that Toby was sure the skeleton and his wife would
+be prepared to receive visitors.
+
+When Toby, Abner, and Joe reached the tenting ground, everything was in
+that delightful state of bustle and confusion which is attendant upon
+the exhibition of a circus in a country town, where the company do not
+expect that the tent will be more than half filled, and where, in
+consequence, the programme will be considerably shortened.
+
+It did not require much search on Toby's part to find the tent wherein
+the skeleton and his wife exhibited their contrasting figures, for the
+pictures which hung outside were so gaudy, and of such an unusually
+large size, that they commanded the attention of every visitor.
+
+"Now I'm goin' in to see 'em," said Toby, first making sure that the
+exhibition had not begun; "an', Joe, you take Abner over so's he can see
+how Nahum Baker keeps a stand, an' then he'll know what to do when we
+have our circus. I'll come back here for you pretty soon."
+
+Then Toby ran around to the rear of the tent, where he knew he would
+find a private entrance, and thus less risk of receiving a blow on the
+head from some watchful attendant. In a few moments he stood before Mr.
+and Mrs. Treat, who, having just completed their preparations, were
+about to announce that the exhibition could be opened.
+
+"Why, Toby Tyler, you dear little thing!" cried the enormous lady, in a
+joyful tone, after she had looked at the boy intently for a moment, to
+make sure he was really the one whom she had rescued several times from
+Job Lord's brutality; and then she took him in her fat arms, hugging him
+much as if he were a lemon and she an unusually large squeezer. "Where
+did you come from? How have you been? Did you find your uncle Daniel?"
+
+Her embrace was so vigorous that it was some seconds after she had
+released him before he could make any reply; and while he was trying to
+get his breath, the fleshless Mr. Treat took him solemnly by the hand,
+and cleared his throat as if he were determined to take advantage of the
+occasion to make one of his famous speeches.
+
+"My dear Mr. Tyler," he said, squeezing Toby's hand until it ached, "it
+is almost impossible for me to express the joy I feel at meeting you
+once more. We--Lilly and I--have looked forward to such a moment as this
+with a great deal of impatience, and even during our most prosperous
+exhibitions we have found time to speak of you."
+
+"There, there, Samuel, don't take up so much time with your long-winded
+talk, but let me see the dear little fellow myself;" and Mrs. Treat
+lifted her slim husband into a chair, where he was out of her way, and
+again greeted Toby by kissing him on both cheeks with a resounding smack
+that rivalled anything Reddy Grant had yet been able to do in the way of
+cracking his whip.
+
+Then she fairly overwhelmed him with questions, nor would she allow her
+husband to say a word until Toby had answered them all. He was again
+obliged to tell the story of Mr. Stubbs's death; of his return home, and
+everything connected with his running away from the circus; while all
+the time the fat lady alternately kissed and hugged him, until it seemed
+as if he would never be able to finish his story.
+
+"And now that you are home again, don't ever think of running away, even
+though I must admit that you made a wonderful success in the ring;" and
+Mr. Treat crossed one leg over the other in a triumphant way, pleased
+that he had at last succeeded in getting a chance to speak.
+
+Toby was very emphatic in his assurances that he should never run away
+again, for he had had quite as much experience in that way as he wanted.
+After he had finished, Mrs. Treat, by way of further showing her joy at
+meeting him once more, brought out from a large black trunk fully half a
+dozen doughnuts, each quite as large among their kind as she was among
+women.
+
+"Now eat every one of them," she said, as she handed them to Toby, "an'
+it will do me good to see you, for you always used to be such a hungry
+little fellow."
+
+Toby had already had two breakfasts that morning, but he did not wish to
+refuse the kindly proffered gift, and he made every effort to do as she
+had requested, though one of the cakes would have been quite a feast for
+him at his hungriest moment.
+
+The food reminded him of the invitation he was to deliver, and as he
+forced down the rather heavy cake he said:
+
+"Aunt Olive's killed a lamb, an' made an awful lot of things for dinner
+to-day, an' Uncle Dan'l says he'd be glad to have you come up. Ben's
+comin', an' I'm goin' to find Ella, so's to have her come, an' we'll
+have a good time."
+
+"Lilly an' I will be pleased to see your aunt's lamb, and we shall be
+delighted to meet your uncle Daniel," replied the skeleton, before his
+wife could speak; and then a "far-away" look came into his eyes, as if
+he could already taste--or at least smell--the feast in which he was
+certain he should take so much pleasure.
+
+"That's just the way with Samuel," said Mrs. Treat, as if she would
+offer some apology for the almost greedy way in which her husband
+accepted the invitation; "he's always thinking so much about eating that
+I'm afraid he'll begin to fat up, and then I shall have to support both
+of us."
+
+"Now, my dear"--and Mr. Treat used a tone of mild reproof--"why should
+you have such ideas, and why express them before our friend Mr. Tyler?
+I've eaten considerable, perhaps, at times; but during ten years you
+have never seen me grow an ounce the fatter, and surely I have grown
+some leaner in that time."
+
+"Yes, yes, Sammy, I know it, and you shall eat all you can get: only try
+not to show that you think so much about it." Then, turning to Toby:
+"He's such a trial, Sam is. We'll go to see your uncle, Toby, and we
+should be very glad to do so even if we wasn't going for dinner."
+
+"Ben an' me will come 'round when it's time to go," said Toby; and then,
+in a hesitating way, he added: "Abner's out here--he's a cripple that
+lives out to the poor-farm--an' he never saw a circus or anything. Can't
+I bring him in here a minute before you open the show?"
+
+[Illustration: MR. AND MRS. TREAT EXHIBIT PRIVATELY FOR THE BENEFIT OF
+THE BOYS.]
+
+"Of course you can, Toby, my dear, and you may bring all your friends.
+We'll give an exhibition especially for them. We haven't got a
+sword-swallower this year, and the albino children that you used to know
+have had to leave the business, because albinos got so plenty they
+couldn't earn their salt; but we've got a new snake-charmer, and a man
+without legs, and a bearded lady, so--"
+
+"So that our entertainment is as morally effective and instructively
+entertaining as ever," said Mr. Treat, interrupting his wife to speak a
+good word for the exhibition.
+
+Toby ran out quickly, that he might not delay the regular business any
+longer than was absolutely necessary.
+
+"Come right in quick, fellers," he cried, "an' you can see the whole show
+before it commences."
+
+The invitation was no sooner given than accepted, and in a twinkling
+every one of those boys was inside the tent.
+
+Toby had told Mr. and Mrs. Treat of the little circus they were
+intending to have, and he introduced to them his partners in the
+enterprise.
+
+The fleshy Lilly smiled encouragingly upon them, and the skeleton,
+moving his chair slightly to prevent his wife from interrupting him,
+said:
+
+"I am pleased to meet you, gentlemen, principally, and I might almost
+say wholly, because you are the friends of my old friend Mr. Tyler.
+Whatever business relations you may have with him, whether in the great
+profession of the circus or in the humbler walks of life, I am sure he
+will honor the connection."
+
+From appearances Mr. Treat would have continued to talk for some time,
+but his wife passed around more doughnuts, and the attention of the
+visitors was so distracted that he was obliged to stop.
+
+"And this is Abner," said Toby, taking advantage of the break in the
+skeleton's speech to lead forward his crippled friend.
+
+Abner limped blushingly toward the gigantic lady, and when both she and
+her thin husband spoke to him kindly, he was so covered with confusion
+at the honor thus showered upon him that he was hardly able to say a
+word.
+
+[TO BE CONTINUED.]
+
+
+
+
+"THE SWEETEST MOTHER."
+
+BY MRS. M. E. SANGSTER.
+
+
+  Little Hans was helping mother
+    Carry home the lady's basket;
+  Chubby hands of course were lifting
+    One great handle--can you ask it?
+  As he tugged away beside her,
+    Feeling oh! so brave and strong,
+  Little Hans was softly singing
+    To himself a little song.
+
+  "Some time I'll be tall as father,
+    Though I think it's very funny,
+  And I'll work and build big houses,
+    And give mother all the money.
+  For," and little Hans stopped singing,
+    Feeling, oh! so strong and grand,
+  "I have got the sweetest mother
+    You can find in all the land."
+
+
+
+
+DO BIRDS KNOW THEIR OLD HOMES?
+
+BY EESUNG EYLISS.
+
+
+Look on your map for the Sierra Nevada, the range of mountains between
+California and Nevada. On the east side of them you will find Owen's
+River, running south through a beautiful valley of the same name. On
+each side of this valley rises a lofty mountain range. The White
+Mountains at the north end of the valley end somewhat suddenly in what
+is called White Mountain Peak, more than thirteen thousand feet high.
+
+It was in the valley at the foot of this grand mountain that I saw the
+curious scene which I wish to describe to you, and which makes me think
+that birds do know their old homes, and that they are ready to fight for
+their rights.
+
+In July, 1874, I stopped for a few hours at the house of Mr. Mack, who
+owned a quartz mine in the neighboring mountain. As I sat on the veranda
+I noticed on one of the posts a singular nest, or rather it seemed to be
+a pile of nests. On examination I found that it was really made up of
+eight nests, built one upon the other; and that they were of two kinds:
+first one of soft materials (grass and hair, etc.), then one of mud,
+then the soft nest again, then the mud, and then in the upper nest
+(which was of mud) the bird which had built it was sitting on her eggs.
+In answer to my questions, Mrs. Mack gave me the following account.
+
+In the spring of 1871 a pair of linnets began building a nest in the
+place which I saw. In this there was nothing uncommon. The linnets love
+to be about houses, and very frequently make their nests on any exposed
+beams which they can find in verandas or porches, rather than in trees
+or bushes. I have seen hundreds of them in such places. This pair of
+linnets quietly completed their nest, and it already held one or two
+eggs, when a pair of barn-swallows arrived, and after looking at the
+place, and evidently talking the matter over in their own fashion,
+decided to take possession of it for themselves by driving out the
+linnets, and forthwith a violent battle commenced.
+
+[Illustration: CALIFORNIA LINNET.]
+
+But before going further, I must stop a minute to tell you a little
+about the two kinds of birds. The linnets you have probably never seen,
+unless you have been in California. There they are extremely abundant:
+east of the Rocky Mountains they are not found. The females, and all the
+young birds until they are at least a year old, have much the look of
+several species of our brown sparrows. The English sparrow, which has
+become so very common in our cities and villages, gives you quite a good
+idea of their size and color. The male bird, however, when in full
+plumage, is very different. His head and shoulders and breast are richly
+marked with crimson of a purplish hue, giving him a lively and elegant
+look, decidedly different from his plainly dressed wife and children. He
+is a fine singer, and it is not an unusual thing to see him in a cage,
+and hear him called a California canary.
+
+The linnets in California are not migratory; they remain through the
+winter as well as the summer. The barn-swallows, on the contrary, are
+migratory, just as they are here, for, unlike the linnets, they inhabit
+the whole breadth of the continent. In the fall they go south, as far as
+Mexico and Central America, and return in the spring all along the
+Pacific coast of the United States.
+
+Thus our pair of linnets had had time to begin their housekeeping before
+the swallows arrived from the south. As I said, the swallows appeared to
+hold a consultation, and then very deliberately began the fight. The
+attack was resisted as stoutly as it was made, and for the whole of the
+first day no material advantage was gained by either party. There was a
+great amount of violent chattering, and many severe blows struck,
+causing some loss of feathers; but the linnets held their ground, or
+rather their nest, and when night came, the swallows retired, leaving
+them in possession.
+
+Early the next morning the contest was renewed, and all through the
+forenoon it raged fiercely, with short intervals for rest, but noon had
+come without any apparent results. A little after noon the swallows
+suddenly, as if by agreement, flew away to the roof of an adjacent
+building, as though acknowledging a defeat, and the linnets were left
+once more in peace. They testified their enjoyment of the release by a
+constant happy twittering; but this was not to last. After about half an
+hour, the swallows, having sat without stirring all this time on the one
+spot where they alighted, sprang together from the roof, and darted like
+an arrow straight at the nest. The linnets were apparently taken by
+surprise, and in less than two minutes they were driven out of the nest,
+down upon the floor of the veranda, then upon the ground outside, and
+finally, with a loss of many feathers, entirely away from the house, and
+the swallows, with every demonstration of joy, took possession of the
+nest.
+
+Their conversation seemed to be very earnest, and at the same time very
+cheerful, for they doubtless thought the victory was won. But what were
+the linnets doing all this time? At first, for a few minutes, they were
+apparently quite downcast. They hopped about restlessly and uneasily on
+the bush to which they had fled, and were entirely still. After a little
+while they evidently began to confer with one another, and it was plain
+that the female was more energetic than the male, and was urging him to
+do something which he disliked. But as might have been expected, she
+carried her point. Mrs. Mack was watching them, when the conversation
+came to an end.
+
+They sat perfectly quiet for a few minutes, and then, with a dash as
+savage as that of their adversaries had been before, they charged full
+upon the nest, and, to their credit be it said, they won the victory.
+The swallows were routed, without having time for scarcely a blow in
+their own defense. They fled for their lives, and were chased off, not
+only from the veranda and the house, but even from the neighborhood, and
+the linnets returned in such a frame of mind that they continued the
+celebration of their triumph for the remainder of the day, the male
+maintaining a steady song until evening.
+
+But alas! Though their cause was just, and they were only fighting in
+defense of their home, they were defeated after all. The next morning
+about ten o'clock the swallows dashed in again, and the battle raged as
+fiercely as ever, and before noon the poor linnets were driven off, not
+to return. They were completely quelled, and for a day or two hung about
+the place disconsolately, but at the end of that time they recovered
+their spirits, selected a place on the other side of the house, where
+they built a new nest, and went on with their housekeeping with as much
+contentment apparently as though no evil had happened.
+
+[Illustration: BARN-SWALLOWS' NEST.]
+
+The swallows had won their house-lot, and they speedily began to build.
+The linnets' nest was beautifully made of soft grasses and hair and
+other fibrous materials, and the first thing which the swallows did was
+to plaster that across the top solidly with mud, so as to make a
+foundation on which they could work. The barn-swallows always construct
+their nests of mud, mixing with it a small number of pieces of straw or
+grass. They heap up the mud until often the nest weighs as much as two
+pounds, and then the hollow top is beautifully lined with soft
+materials, grasses, feathers, etc., on which the eggs are laid.
+
+These swallows went on as usual, and just as though they had not
+obtained their home by robbery and violence. They reared their brood of
+young ones, and in the fall all flew away to the south with the others
+of their kind.
+
+In the spring of 1872 the scene was repeated. A pair of
+linnets--probably the same pair--built their nest on the same post, but
+it was necessarily placed on the top of the swallows' nest of the last
+year. Their work was completed just before the swallows arrived. One
+pair of the latter appeared to understand that the place belonged to
+them, for without any delay or hesitation they attacked the linnets
+furiously, and after a conflict lasting until the second day, drove them
+away, buried the soft nest in mud as before, and occupied the spot as
+their home for the summer.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+The same thing transpired in 1873, and when I saw the structure in 1874
+it had occurred for the fourth time. The linnets had built and been
+driven away, the swallows had occupied the field, and I saw the female
+bird sitting quietly on her eggs in a nest which was in the summit of a
+strange-looking pillar. The pillar was a rough mass, four or five inches
+in diameter, and more than a foot high, composed of eight layers. The
+layer at the bottom was very thin, of hair and grass, the one above it
+being a solid heap of mud more than three inches thick, then a thin one
+again, and so on until the swallows' nest at the top made the eighth.
+
+You can easily see that the linnets' soft nest would be crushed down by
+the great weight of mud heaped on it, and would thus make only the thin
+layers as stated. It was plain that no such scene could be witnessed the
+next year, for the successive building of the nests had heaped up the
+mass until it almost touched the roof above it. In fact, the swallow had
+barely room to creep into her nest and out of it. I saw her come and go,
+and each time her back rubbed against the shingles. When she had settled
+down on her eggs, she had, of course, a little more free space.
+
+Now what do you say? Did not both the linnets and the swallows know the
+old nest, and did not they consider that it belonged to them
+individually, and that they were determined to occupy it because it
+belonged to them, and then to fight for the possession of it if
+necessary? Otherwise why should the linnets in 1872 have persisted in
+building on the top of the swallows' nest? There were other posts all
+around the veranda, each one of them just as good as that, so far as I
+could judge, and then, too, that one was spoiled by having the nest
+already there, for the linnets are not in the habit of building where
+another nest has occupied the place. But no: that spot was theirs, and
+they had been unjustly driven from it the year before, and they seemed
+to consider that, though it was not so convenient as a dozen other
+places close at hand, justice to themselves required that they should
+assert their ownership. No birds with spirit could allow themselves to
+be despoiled of their rightful possession in any such manner. Then
+presently came the swallows, with just the same feelings, and the battle
+followed.
+
+But this brings in another question. Do birds choose their mates for
+life? We have always thought that it was not so--that their partnership
+lasted for but a single year. We see, however, that when the swallows
+returned, they plunged into the conflict as though they both understood
+it, and were interested in the ownership. It may be, however, that the
+female came alone, and when she found that her house was occupied, she
+said nothing until she had selected a mate, and then she informed him
+that before any housekeeping could be commenced he must be prepared to
+fight for his "altars and his fires," for his "hearth and home," and
+so, like a dutiful husband, he toed the mark at once, and the battle
+commenced.
+
+In whatever light you look at it, it is a remarkable example of the
+intelligence of birds, and of their power of communicating ideas to one
+another. I give you my assurance that the story is absolutely true, just
+as I have written it.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: "ROCKED IN THE CRADLE OF THE DEEP."]
+
+
+
+
+MAX RANDER'S FRENCH EGGS.
+
+BY MATTHEW WHITE, JUN.
+
+
+Shortly after my call upon the young noblemen, father and mother
+returned, but only to start off at once with Thad and me for Paris.
+Remembering my experiences in Germany, and finding that the Frenchmen
+were even harder to understand than the Germans, as they seemed to speak
+a whole sentence just as if it were one word, I determined to be extra
+careful whenever I went out.
+
+But as I was taking my very first walk on the boulevard in front of the
+hotel, a young fellow with a wild sort of expression in his eye stopped
+me and began "parlez-vooing" away, with his arms flopping about like
+water-wheels. Of course I thought I ought to say something, and as I
+didn't know anything else in the language I replied, "Oui," which made
+the young man look at me so queerly as to convince me that I must have
+given my consent to do some horrible deed.
+
+In my confusion I cried out, "Oh no, I don't mean that!" upon which the
+fellow began to laugh awfully, and then it turned out that he was
+English and had taken me for French. He had asked what line of omnibuses
+ran nearest to the Champ de Mars, and when I answered "Yes," you can
+imagine why he stared at me.
+
+This affair having ended all right, I was thrown a little off my guard;
+so when mother, who was suffering from loss of appetite, asked me to go
+out to one of the suburbs and bring in a basket of fresh eggs a friend
+had promised to send her, I felt no fears of any unpleasant
+consequences.
+
+As I started she placed in my hands the pretty little basket with, "Now,
+Max, above all things, don't drop this, and be very careful to allow no
+one to touch it but yourself."
+
+I declared I would stand by the eggs to the last, and promising to
+return with them as speedily as possible, set out for Neu-- But there!
+as I never could pronounce the name of the place, there's no use in my
+attempting to spell it.
+
+It was a long distance from the hotel, but as a line of street-cars ran
+right past the house, and mother told me that the number was painted in
+big figures on the gate post, I was not afraid of losing my way.
+
+On reaching the car I saw that there was a crowd of people on both the
+front and back platforms, and was wondering if there was any room for
+me, when I suddenly discovered to my amazement that there was nobody at
+all inside. I squeezed through the crowd, and presently the car started,
+with six or seven persons standing on each platform, and not a soul
+sitting down but myself.
+
+I puzzled over the reason for this during the whole ride, and never
+found it out until mother's lady friend, at the end of it, told me that
+only half-fare was charged outside.
+
+On hearing this, I affirmed that in my opinion the pleasure of standing
+next the driver was worth double the money, and hinted that I would much
+prefer returning home in that exalted locality. However, Mrs. Freemack
+begged that I would not think of doing so with a basket of eggs to
+guard; and after she had put on her hat and gone out to the gate with
+me, to make sure the car would stop, I stepped carefully aboard and took
+a seat inside. The basket I established safely on my knees, with both
+arms encircling it by way of protection.
+
+Just as we reached the city gates a man came up and got into the car. He
+did not sit down, but glanced at the lady, the girl, and the soldier,
+and then at--the basket on my lap. With a quick stride he placed himself
+in front of me, and put out his hand to catch up the treasure in my
+charge, calling upon me at the same time to _vous-vous_ something or
+other, in very stern tones.
+
+Of course no American boy was going to stand being robbed in this daring
+daylight fashion without making an attempt at defending himself; so I
+grasped the basket with a firmer grip, and pressed it closer to my
+heart, as I cried out, "Don't touch this, if you please!"
+
+You see, I never could remember that nobody would understand my English;
+and besides, it comes a great deal more natural to stand up for your
+rights in an easy language like your own.
+
+Well, the man stood and looked at me a minute when I said that, while
+the old lady, the little girl, and the soldier all moved toward me,
+staring as hard as if I had suddenly been transformed into a
+three-legged chicken.
+
+"What's the matter? what do you want?" I continued, still tightly
+hugging the basket.
+
+Another outburst of French followed, in which the other three
+passengers, and also the driver and conductor, joined, and I began to
+grow somewhat alarmed.
+
+Still, there were the eggs I had promised to guard, and I was determined
+not to give up that basket; so I planted my arms firmly on the cover,
+and sat there confronting "my man" like a dragon--at least I hope he
+thought so. By this time two other men had entered the car, and my
+persecutor left me for an instant to speak with them.
+
+This was my opportunity, and with the basket still pressed close to my
+breast, I sprang up and made a dash for the door. But alas! that soldier
+saw me just in time to put out his foot and seek to stay my course. And
+this he did most effectually; for I tripped, and fell full length to the
+floor, and might have been badly hurt had not the basket acted as a sort
+of cushion to receive me, for of course it went down under me.
+
+And the eggs! There were two dozen of them, and they and I and the
+bottom of the car were all "scrambled" together with a vengeance before
+I got up. Oh, how I wished I was young enough to cry, as I heard the
+roars of laughter!
+
+But I had one consolation: nobody wanted to touch either me or the
+basket after that, and I was left in peace to wipe off my jacket with my
+pocket-handkerchief as the car rolled on its way again into Paris.
+
+I took the basket and a few of the egg-shells home with me, where I
+learned from father that there is a sort of custom-house at every gate
+of the city, and that if I had only shown the man what I was carrying,
+it would probably have been all right. It seems Mrs. Freemack forgot to
+tell me about it.
+
+Somehow I am not as fond of omelet as I used to be.
+
+
+
+
+RABBITS AS PETS.
+
+BY SHERWOOD RYSE.
+
+
+Perhaps the reason why rabbits are so popular with boys is that they are
+something which they can attend to and care for entirely alone.
+
+A rabbit-hutch is a simple affair, but if the animals are worth caring
+for, they are worth something better than an old packing case for a
+house. One of these, if water-tight, does well enough for the shell of
+the hutch, but it will require some fixing up before it is ready to be
+the abode of a rabbit that "knows what's what."
+
+In the first place, as regards the floor. If this is not kept sweet and
+clean, the inhabitants will be liable to disease. Let the floor slope
+gently to the back of the hutch, and let it be double, so that the upper
+one can be drawn out to be cleaned. This upper board should be painted
+with two or three coats of paint, and every day it should be drawn out
+to be washed and brushed. The advantage of the slope is that the floor
+may be easily drained, and to carry off the drainage a gutter should be
+placed along it. When the board is cleaned it should have a layer of
+sand sprinkled over it after it has been put back in its place.
+
+The hutch should be from thirty to thirty-six inches long, eighteen
+inches wide, and about as many high. As a rabbit should not be expected
+to eat in its sleeping-room any more than a human being should, the
+hutch should be partitioned off by a board, leaving the sleeping-room
+about twelve inches long. In this board should be a round hole large
+enough for a rabbit to pass through, and protected by a door sliding up
+and down in a groove.
+
+The simplest way to make the front of the hutch is to nail strips of
+wood down it, but this is not the best way. Galvanized (white) wire
+netting is perhaps the best thing, and it can be bought very cheap at
+any hardware store. The mesh should not be more than three-quarters of
+an inch wide, or some prowling cat may get her paw into the house and do
+mischief. The writer lost his first young rabbits by allowing too large
+a space between the bars of his hutch. The open front of the hutch
+should extend as far as the end of the living-room. The sleeping-room
+should be inclosed by a solid door, opening in the ordinary way; and
+inside this should be a shutter about six inches high, sliding in a
+groove up and down. The advantage of this is that when the doe has young
+ones you may open the door and look at them without danger of their
+falling out.
+
+The bedding should be of straw, well broken and bruised. It need be used
+only in the sleeping-room, except in very cold weather, and it should be
+changed at least once a week. It should always be put in dry. The hutch
+should be raised about a foot from the ground.
+
+It used to be thought that cabbage and bran were all that were necessary
+for rabbits, but modern fanciers have learned better. The principal
+thing in rabbit-feeding is variety, and as rabbits will eat almost every
+kind of vegetable, this is easily managed.
+
+A little book called _The Practical Rabbit-Keeper_ gives a table of diet
+for a week. This is printed here, not because it need be strictly
+followed, but to show what is meant by variety of feeding:
+
+     SUNDAY.--Morning, roots and dry oats; afternoon, green food and
+     hay; evening, mash of potatoes and meal.
+
+     MONDAY.--Morning, roots, crushed oats, and tea leaves; afternoon,
+     small quantity of green food and hay; evening, bread and meal mash.
+
+     TUESDAY.--Morning, soaked oats; afternoon, roots and green food;
+     evening, crusts of bread (dry).
+
+     WEDNESDAY.--Morning, barley or wheat (dry); afternoon, roots and
+     green food; evening, mash of meal and pollard.
+
+     THURSDAY.--Morning, roots and dry oats; afternoon, green stuff and
+     hay; evening, soaked pease or lentils.
+
+     FRIDAY.--Morning, hay and roots; afternoon, green food; evening,
+     meal and potato mash.
+
+     SATURDAY.--Morning, dry oats and chaff; afternoon, green stuff and
+     roots; evening, bread.
+
+The diet given above provides for three meals a day, which makes the
+rabbit appear to be a very greedy animal. But, on the contrary, it is
+very dainty in its feeding, and will neither eat much at a time nor
+return to that which it has left. Hence it is best to give but little at
+a time, and to feed regularly. Food should be given in a trough like a
+gutter, and to prevent the rabbits getting into it, it is well to fasten
+wires from end to end of the trough, just far enough from the sides to
+allow the rabbits to get their heads into it.
+
+When a doe has "babies," she will eat nearly twice as much as at other
+times, and she should be separated from the little ones at her
+meal-times, so that she may eat in peace. The young ones may stay with
+their mother for seven or eight weeks, but should then be taken away,
+one at a time, and put with other young rabbits, if there are any, the
+bucks and does being kept separate. The father buck will often kill the
+little ones, so he should be kept apart from them.
+
+If good care is taken of the rabbits, they will probably escape disease,
+but in a long spell of wet weather, or in a sudden cold snap, "snuffles"
+may make its appearance. The symptoms are like those of a severe cold
+with us--running at the eyes and nose, etc. A good authority recommends
+sponging the eyes and nose with warm tea, and a few drops of camphorated
+spirit given twice a day.
+
+
+
+
+FALSE COLORS.[2]
+
+[2] Begun in No. 132, HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE.
+
+BY MRS. JOHN LILLIE.
+
+
+For the first ten minutes our drive was enchanting. But presently the
+chatter of the others became more personal, and on subjects of which I
+knew nothing. Before we reached the academy, they had begun to whisper
+now and then, and I felt a little embarrassed; but this feeling wore off
+under the excitement of entering the noisy lecture-room, where we took
+our places with a great deal of flourish, and where a circle of Mattie's
+boy friends was soon around us. Kate Rivers sat on one side of me, and
+Mattie on the other, and the two leaned across me, continually chatting
+on things I did not understand, while the boys now and then spoke to me
+with an easy tone, half jest, half, as it seemed to me, rude
+familiarity.
+
+Slowly it began to come upon me that these fine friends of Mattie's
+never would be ladies and gentlemen. Fine as they were, much as they
+talked of "fun" they had had and were going to have, I knew they were
+unlike the simple-minded, refined young people I had been among in my
+quiet country home; and then I began to wish I had not come.
+
+I was ashamed of sitting there in Mattie's finery--of being teased about
+"running away," of being asked if it wasn't "too jolly to escape the
+dragon," as Bob and Mattie called our dear Miss Harding, and last, but
+worst of all, glancing across the crowded hall, I saw in the distance
+Philip and Laura Sydney. Then they had come! The voices of my new
+friends buzzed in my ears, their loud laughter was dreadful for that
+moment.
+
+I shrank back, afraid to meet Laura's gentle gaze, ashamed to have
+either her or Philip see me in my borrowed plumes, and with such a
+company.
+
+I heard Kate Rivers's voice in a whisper behind my back.
+
+"Your _old_ muslin, isn't it?"
+
+"Yes," was Mattie's giggling rejoinder. "She hadn't anything of her
+own."
+
+A contemptuous "Humph!" from Bob's sister followed.
+
+My cheeks flamed. Could I get away? No; the speeches were beginning. How
+it went on for an hour I do not know. It was a dreadful period for me,
+and Mattie vainly tried to rouse me. Finally I managed to say:
+
+"Mattie, I see the Sydneys," and to my horror she answered, promptly:
+
+"Oh, what fun! I do want to know them. Come, Cecy, after all I've done
+for you, you'll have to introduce me."
+
+"But, Mattie," I faltered, "how can I--I--"
+
+"Nonsense!" was the retort. "Here, now, we have an intermission. Come
+along, Kate, Bob; we're going over to see some friends."
+
+[Illustration: "I STOOD BACK, ASHAMED OF MY POSITION AMONG THEM ALL."]
+
+How it was done I never knew, but in a few moments I was following
+Mattie along a corridor, ashamed of everything about me, the more so
+when we got into the side room, where she knew the Sydneys were to be
+found, and I saw Laura's startled recognition of me, and Philip's
+evident surprise. Mattie pushed me forward. I managed the introductions;
+and, oh! what a contrast there was between the two girls! Laura's
+pretty, gentle manner, Mattie's boisterous, dashing one, and Bob and
+Philip looking at each other with nothing to say, while I stood back,
+ashamed of my position among them all.
+
+"We went to the school for you," Laura said, presently, "and Miss
+Harding was out."
+
+Mattie said nothing for an instant; then, with a blush, she said,
+looking straight into Laura's honest face:
+
+"Miss Harding made an exception in our favor. She refused the general
+invitation."
+
+In the silence which followed this audacious speech I turned away, not
+daring to meet the look Philip gave me. I stood by the window, looking
+out, and while Mattie chatted on, I tried to see how this day would end.
+Not that I feared Miss Harding, but that I felt I never should know how
+to shake myself free of the vulgar associations in which my dear Laura
+had found me; nor could I ever forget I had so placed myself that a lie
+was told for my benefit. Benefit! If you could have seen me, a
+miserable, unhappy little girl in borrowed clothes, standing in that
+window, with a forlorn expression and tightly clasped hands, you would
+not have thought there was much "fun" in this escapade, nor much
+"benefit" in its results; I heard the voices in a dreamy sort of way; I
+heard Philip and Laura saying they were going to take tea at Professor
+Patton's--the big brick house next the academy. Then, to my surprise, I
+heard Mattie say _we_ were to stay all night at the Riverses'. There was
+to be a sort of party. I felt desperate. Laura and Philip said good-by
+pleasantly, and I could only look at them with a piteous air of appeal.
+They were gone; we were again in the lecture-room, and I had not
+recovered my wits, or at least my sense of what I ought to do, until I
+found myself, with the same boisterous party, driving to Mrs. Rivers's
+house, half a mile from the academy.
+
+The Riverses had a large showy house; and on entering I was received by
+an overdressed stout lady, to whom all the young people talked with the
+sort of rough freedom which is sometimes called "Young America," and
+which so completely does away with the sacredness of "Mother."
+
+We went upstairs to lay aside our wraps; and remembering I had left
+something I needed in the hall, I ran down for it while Mattie and Kate
+were busy washing their hands in the dressing-closet, chattering all the
+time. As I passed a hall window I saw it had grown suddenly dark, and
+that rain-drops were pattering against the pane. It was a sudden summer
+storm, and I began to think of my particular dread--thunder and
+lightning.
+
+I found what I wanted, and sped back; but on entering the room, I heard
+my name spoken by Mattie, and stood still in a sort of nameless wonder
+or dread.
+
+"I _had_ to bring her," Mattie was saying; "I wanted to put her under an
+obligation to me, don't you see, so that she wouldn't tell of different
+things. I can always hold this over her. Doesn't she look horrid in my
+clothes?"
+
+A laugh from Kate was the answer.
+
+"Little goose," Mattie went on, "I wish we could get rid of her. She'd
+spoil any fun. I've taken to her at school because all the girls told me
+she was Miss Harding's favorite, it's a good thing for me, you see."
+
+For a moment the revelation of Mattie's real character overpowered me. I
+do not remember that at first I thought of anything but that she was not
+what I had believed her to be. Then mortification, fright,
+tears--everything--seemed to follow, and then, in a sort of dream, I
+turned and ran down-stairs and out into the rain, thinking only that I
+must find Laura and ask her to help me.
+
+I knew the way to Professor Patton's house; but long before I reached it
+I was drenched through, Mattie's thin muslin being draggled and soaked
+when I stumbled up against the big doorway, within which lights were
+shining, and voices sounding of laughter and happy cheer.
+
+I wondered, long afterward, what the servant thought of me, standing
+there in my soaked finery. Whatever she thought, little was said. In a
+moment Laura appeared from a side door, coming out with a look that went
+to my heart. I tried to speak. I began to cry; then I remember moving a
+little toward her, and darkness seemed to close in about me.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Laura Sydney was--and is--one of those people who always know just what
+to do on every occasion. So it was no surprise to me to find myself, on
+coming to consciousness, warm and snug in a comfortable bed, with a tray
+of tea and toast at my side, and curtains drawn about the windows, on
+which the rain was beating. It took only a few words to make Laura
+understand everything. She sent a message to Mattie and one to Miss
+Harding, and the next day brought that kind lady to Professor Patton's
+house. I was ill with a feverish cold: perhaps that is why they were all
+so good to me. At all events, when I had freely confessed all of my
+wrong-doing there seemed no more to be said, and the only reference made
+to it was when I went home and Aunt Anna reminded me I had spoiled
+Mattie's dress.
+
+"I think, dear," she said, one morning, when we were in the garden, "you
+had better send her a new one. Perhaps it would be a good idea to save
+some of your pocket-money for this purpose." And very gladly I consented
+to this little discipline.
+
+Laura, who is opposite me as I write, teaching my little girl to
+pronounce _f_, has just asked me if I remember how long ago all this
+happened.
+
+"Can it be fifteen years?" she says--and in my heart it seems only
+yesterday, although never since have I forgotten the lesson that day
+taught: that false colors never help us to be happy, and that "fun"
+built up on wrong-doing never can be honest enjoyment.
+
+THE END.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: DREAMING THE COMING SUMMER]
+
+
+  Oh, lovely days are hasting here, when Summer's tripping feet
+  Will dance along the clover fields and o'er the golden wheat,
+  When winds will wander through the rye, and merry brooks shall sing,
+  And scarlet-vested orioles in cradle nests shall swing.
+
+  Then up and down the sunny hills, and o'er the velvet turf,
+  And where the great waves thunder in to break in foamy surf,
+  You'll see the little children come, so quick to hear are they
+  When Summer bids them follow her, and tells them what to play.
+
+  She'll show them where the berries ripe are blushing thick and sweet;
+  She'll lead them where the tangled boughs in fragrant arches meet;
+  She'll smile when in the shady pool the little fishers dip,
+  And hush the prattling breezes near with finger on her lip.
+
+  What fun to pitch the new-mown hay, and climb the load so high
+  That proudly lifts the darlings up between the earth and sky!
+  What joy to build the mimic fort, and pelt it down with sand!
+  What wealth to fill with buttercups each small despairing hand!
+
+  And, oh, to toss the torn straw hat upon the shining curls,
+  And after Bess and Brindle trot through pastures strung with pearls!
+  What bliss and what supreme content in afternoons to lie,
+  And from the hammock watch the clouds like white sails gliding by!
+
+  Ah! sweet it is to sit and dream, my little Golden-Hair,
+  And picture summer's happy days without a single care;
+  For blither than your gladdest thought the summer-time will be,
+  That hither comes with tripping feet to reign o'er land and sea.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: THE POST-OFFICE BOX.]
+
+
+The Postmistress would like to hear from each little reader of Our
+Post-office Box who has a garden which he or she takes care of without
+any help from papa, mamma, or older brothers and sisters. What have you
+planted in your gardens? Which flowers are in bloom now? When do you
+work in them? What do you do with your buds and blossoms? The pleasure
+of having flowers to give away is very great. If you have a little
+friend who is ill--too ill to see playmates, or talk, or hear merry
+voices--you can show how sorry you are for Jack or Fanny, or whoever it
+may be, by leaving a tiny bouquet at the door, with your love. A few
+pansies, a rose-bud tied up with a couple of geranium leaves, a bunch of
+mignonette or lilies-of-the-valley, do not cost much, but they show your
+good-will, and cheer a sick-room with their sweet faces and sweeter
+perfume.
+
+Of course you all know what Flower Missions are. There are many
+suffering children in hospitals who are made very happy by the gift of
+flowers, either daisies and violets from woods and fields, or roses and
+lilies from gardens. Some of you, no doubt, send flowers every summer,
+that poor, or sad, or sick people in the cities may be comforted by
+them.
+
+Now remember, little gardeners, that you are to have your turn, and tell
+us all about your successes and your failures.
+
+The vegetable and fruit gardeners may speak too. Let us hear about the
+lettuce, the onions, the radishes, and the strawberries. If there are
+any little business men or women who earn money of their own by selling
+the nice things they raise, they are invited to write and tell us how
+they manage their affairs.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  STODDARD, NEW HAMPSHIRE.
+
+     I am a little boy eleven years old, and live on a farm in the town
+     of Stoddard. I have a dog, and call him Jack, two nice calves, a
+     very pretty lamb, four doves, and some hens. I like to attend to my
+     father's stock. He keeps horses, oxen, cows, sheep, hogs, and some
+     young stock. I let out the cattle to water, and tie them up again.
+     When my father is away in the summer-time, Jack and I go after the
+     cows. Sometimes Jack trees a woodchuck, and then he and I have a
+     grand time digging him out. He and I caught twenty-one last year.
+     Jack is a splendid dog. You ought to see him drive up the cows;
+     they have to go home when he says so, and they will start when they
+     see him coming.
+
+     I have been making sugar for myself this spring. My father let me
+     have twenty buckets, and my mother let me take her large brass
+     kettle and two pots. I hung them up by a large rock, and tapped
+     fourteen trees, and have made forty pounds of sugar, which I sold
+     at ten cents per pound. I have bought me a pair of boots and some
+     books, and have almost enough left to pay for YOUNG PEOPLE next
+     year. I start to school next week.
+
+  J. W. T.
+
+Well done, my little man! You worked faithfully, and spent your money
+very wisely. I wish you had told Our Post-office Box what books you
+bought, and I hope the boots will wear well. And then you had a splendid
+time making the sugar. I wish some of us had been there to help you.
+
+If woodchucks were not such pests to the farmer, I think I would feel
+sorry that Jack trees so many of them. I think I can see him bounding
+along after the cows. What is your name? J. stands for Jonathan, James,
+Jerome, and a number of other names; and I like my boys to send more
+than their initials to me, so that I can remember them when they write
+again.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  HONOLULU, HAWAIIAN ISLANDS.
+
+     I read your Post-office Box with a great deal of interest every
+     time it comes. I used to live in Kansas, and often saw prairie
+     fires there, and one nearly burned up my father's hay-stack and
+     barn. But we fought it, and saved them. My father and mother moved
+     to these islands from there, and landed here the last day of 1878.
+     We have Kanaka policemen to guard the streets, and most of the
+     sidewalks are made of lava sand: some are of broken boards, and
+     there is a nice stone pavement once in a long distance. So when it
+     rains the sidewalks are muddy. Most of the yards are very
+     beautiful. We have a nice band. They are all Kanakas except the
+     leader, who is a German. They give moonlight concerts free in the
+     Park several times a month, and every Saturday afternoon at half
+     past four o'clock. The little Park is very nice, and has plenty of
+     seats in it. I went to Hilo with my papa, and also to the lava
+     flow, which is only a mile and a half from that place. It is still
+     too hot to step on in some places, though the flow stopped on the
+     9th of last August. When it rained you could trace it a long
+     distance by the steam. I am nearly eleven years old, and go to
+     school, and have not been absent or tardy this term.
+
+  CHARLOTTE H. P.
+
+When next I go to one of our Saturday afternoon concerts in Prospect
+Park, I will think of you, dear, and wonder whether the bands are
+playing the same airs in Brooklyn and Honolulu.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I send you some poetry my father wrote on my birthday. I live in
+     Mount Vernon, a few miles from New York. We have a large martin
+     box, and this spring, before the martins came, a lot of sparrows
+     built their nests in it. When the martins arrived and found the
+     sparrows in their house, they gave them notice to leave; but the
+     sparrows fought for their place like little warriors, and the
+     battle lasted a week before the brave sparrows were beaten off. I
+     like YOUNG PEOPLE ever so much!
+
+  HARRY L.
+
+TO MY LITTLE SON.
+
+  Darling little Harry,
+    Only eight years old,
+  Healthy as a sparrow
+    On the tree-top bold;
+  Cheeks as red as roses
+    By a lily laid,
+  Little form as perfect
+    As was ever made.
+
+  Cunning little package
+    Of brain and nerves and things,
+  Wrapped up in the whitest
+    And pinkiest of skins,
+  Labelled "Papa's Treasure,"
+    Worth its weight in gold;
+  Miser-like I hug it,
+    To my heart enfold.
+
+  Would that I could keep you
+    Ever young as now,
+  So innocent and loving,
+    With unclouded brow;
+  But days speed on so fast,
+    That in a few years more
+  My little boy will be a man,
+    That I can hug no more.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  MOUNTAIN HOUSE, SIERRA COUNTY, CALIFORNIA.
+
+     When I opened YOUNG PEOPLE yesterday, the first thing I saw was the
+     picture of Toby Tyler, looking as natural as ever. If I knew Toby,
+     I would tell him about my black cat, which he could have in his
+     circus. It was born with hardly any tail, and what there is of it
+     is crooked at the end. His hind-feet are much higher than his
+     fore-feet, and he growls like a bear when we touch him; so we have
+     named him Bruin. I also have a dog that Toby would like to have, as
+     he can ride on the velocipede, with my sister. He can ride sitting
+     in my brother's cart, with a hat on his head and a pipe in his
+     mouth. His name is Tiger, and he is quite large. I should think
+     that Toby had had enough of a circus, without wanting to be the
+     manager of one. I hope this letter will be put in print, for I
+     would like Bob Simpson to see that my cat would do as well in the
+     circus as his three-legged cat with four kittens.
+
+  IDA C.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  TRINIDAD, COLORADO.
+
+     I have been a constant reader of your paper for nearly two years,
+     and like it very much. The Post-office Box has a great many
+     interesting letters in it, and I have often thought I should like
+     to write one myself for it. I am nearly twelve years old. I was
+     born in Madura, Southern India, where my father was a medical
+     missionary. Eight years ago we left India on account of father's
+     health, and a short time after our arrival in America we came to
+     Colorado. We have been living in Trinidad nearly four years. It is
+     an old Spanish town, I don't know how old. The word Trinidad means
+     the Trinity. The population of this place is made up of Americans
+     and Mexicans. There are a great many things I would like to tell
+     you about the Mexicans and their mode of living, but it would make
+     my letter too long.
+
+  LELA P.
+
+No, dear, it would not have made your letter too long, and so I shall
+expect another from you before a great while, telling all that is
+interesting about your Mexican neighbors.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  ST. JOSEPH, TENSAS PARISH, LOUISIANA.
+
+     I hope you will want to hear from a little over-flowed girl. I will
+     try to tell you some of the trouble we have been in. The water came
+     over our yard on the 15th of March. In a few days we had to move
+     out of our kitchen and lower floor, and go upstairs. The next week
+     there were three families who had to move out of their houses and
+     come here. My aunty's house was seven feet from the ground, and she
+     had to come here.
+
+     They had to make platforms on their galleries and put cows on them,
+     and their stable started to float off. They had to bring their
+     horses into the dining-room. The gin was full of colored people,
+     and the barn full of mules. I can't tell you how much we have lost.
+     All our hogs were drowned; we lost many chickens; the fences and
+     bridges are all gone.
+
+     This house is like a bee-hive. There are twenty-three people in it.
+     We had to put cloth around one end of the gallery for some colored
+     people to live in, as our gin and barn were full.
+
+     There has been much suffering among the old colored folks. They had
+     to leave their comfortable homes, and go to the gins, without
+     fires. My old black mammy came into the house with us.
+
+     I have a fine dog named Roswell. He stands on the steps, and
+     catches all the minnows that go by. I have also one of the smartest
+     black-and-tans I ever saw. His name is Rover. I have a nice little
+     boat that belongs to me alone, and I am learning to row. I would
+     like to tell you how much my little cousins and I like this dear
+     paper. How happy we are when Saturday comes--for that is the day we
+     receive it--and that night mamma reads to us. But I must say
+     good-by. I forgot to say how deep the water was here in our yard.
+     It was six feet deep in our front yard, and eight in the back yard.
+
+  SADIE N.
+
+The girls and boys who have not been over-flowed as you have will enjoy
+reading your description of the exciting time you have passed through. I
+am afraid some of them will think it was fun to have had water so high
+that Roswell could stand on the steps and catch minnows. But the people
+who had to live through so much fright and danger will hope that no such
+flood may ever come again.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+PUSS AND PINCHER.
+
+Here is a pretty story about a cat and a dog who were great friends.
+
+Puss and Pincher ate from the same plate, and slept on the same rug.
+Puss at one time had a little family of kittens, whom she kept in the
+attic at the top of the house.
+
+One morning there was a terrific thunder-storm. Pincher was taking his
+ease in the parlor, and Puss was looking after her children in the
+garret.
+
+Pincher was rather afraid of the lightning, and creeping close to his
+mistress, hid himself under her skirts. Presently somebody opened the
+parlor door, and in came Puss, mewing very pitifully.
+
+She came up to Pincher, rubbed her face against his cheek, touched him
+gently with her paw, and then walked to the door, all of which said as
+plainly as words could have done, "Come, Pincher, come and help me."
+
+But Pincher would not go, and Puss, after trying a little longer, went
+away herself.
+
+A lady visiting at the house followed her upstairs, and found that she
+had brought one kitten down and tucked it under a wardrobe. She had
+probably wanted Pincher to stay with this child while she went after the
+others. She brought it in her mouth to the lady, who took it in her
+arms, went to the attic with Puss, where she moved the whole family away
+from the window, and then sat down by them till the storm was over.
+
+The next morning, when the kind lady opened her door to go to breakfast,
+there sat Puss, who rubbed against her, purred, and showed the greatest
+pleasure in seeing her. This was her way of showing her gratitude.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  TOOGANA, KANSAS.
+
+     I thought perhaps the Postmistress would like to hear from a boy
+     who lives in the far West. My brother Wroy and I earned by herding
+     the money that brings to us the weekly visits of YOUNG PEOPLE, and
+     we hail it with joy. Only some weeks it does not come, and then we
+     wonder what can be the matter, and go home very sad. "Talking
+     Leaves" is the best story I ever read. I will be sorry when it is
+     done.
+
+     Wroy and I have been practicing "spring and fall styles for boys,"
+     springing from the millet stack, and falling on the millet that is
+     spread out to be threshed. It is fun, and threshes the millet too.
+     Papa has been away all winter, so we take care of mamma and sister
+     Zella, feed and herd forty head of cattle, yoke up old Ben and Sam
+     and haul wood and chips, and do whatever mamma tells us.
+
+     Zella and I have sixteen turkeys. We want to raise two hundred this
+     year. Wroy has ten Pekin ducks; they are pure white, and look very
+     handsome as they swim around over our Home Lake.
+
+     But I must close, and if this letter is published, I may write more
+     of our frontier life another time.
+
+  WALTER WILLIAM C.
+
+Something wrong, we fear, about the mails in your neighborhood, Walter,
+when you fail to receive your paper. We hope it seldom happens. You and
+your brother are leading a very manly life, with plenty to do, to think
+of, and to enjoy, and we will be pleased to hear from you again.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  MADISON, WISCONSIN.
+
+     I thought I would write you, and tell you about my pets. I have a
+     bob-tailed kitten; it was born without a tail. They are called Manx
+     cats. I have a dog named Gip; he is so fat that mamma is ashamed to
+     take him up town with her. I have six large dolls. One of them is
+     a boy doll named Fred, after my uncle in Dakota. I had all my
+     HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE bound this winter, and they make a lovely
+     book. I attend a private school, and the school-room is fitted up
+     beautifully, with a Brussels carpet and lace curtains.
+
+  HELEN JULIA K.
+
+Since you have so pleasant a school-room, I suppose you find it very
+easy to study, and so make great progress. I wish a number of the little
+correspondents would write about their school-rooms. I had charming
+times at one to which I was sent when about eight years old. There was
+no carpet. Instead of curtains, there were faded shades of green paper.
+The school-master sat at a battered desk at the head of the room. On one
+side were the boys, and on the other the girls. The girls used to play
+at noon under a mighty oak-tree. We had picnics there nearly every day,
+with oak-leaf plates and a tin dipper for a goblet. Do any of my little
+friends have such picnic parties now?
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I thought I would write and tell you about a pet I had; it was a
+     canary-bird. It would sit on my finger when I would put it in the
+     cage. Its name was Dicky. It was only a young bird, and could not
+     sing very well. I am thirteen years old. I would like to exchange
+     with any little girl or boy a 5-cent piece dated 1775 and a fifth
+     of a Chinese penny, for the best offer.
+
+  NETTIE AMELUNG,
+  865 Lincoln Place, Brooklyn, N. Y.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  I wouldn't cry about it, dear.
+    Though things are going wrong;
+  'Tis much the better way, my dear,
+    To sing a little song.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  LIMA, OHIO.
+
+     I am six years old to-day. I never have been to school, but can
+     read some of the stories in my YOUNG PEOPLE. My mamma is giving me
+     music lessons. I can sing and play a number of tunes. I like my
+     paper very much.
+
+  NETTIE N.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  CAHTO, MENDOCINO COUNTY, CALIFORNIA.
+
+     I am a little girl living in Long Valley, Mendocino County,
+     California. My brother is trapping. The eagles have been killing
+     father's lambs. Brother took a lamb which they had killed, set his
+     trap with it, and caught the eagle. That time the lamb caught the
+     eagle. I go with him sometimes to his traps to see the foxes,
+     'coons, and wild-cats try to get out.
+
+     My little brother, four years old, went with father to feed the
+     hogs. Father said so much rubbish would kill them. "Well," said he,
+     "papa, you won't have to shoot them so many times."
+
+     I go to school. My mother tells me that my school days are pleasant
+     days for me. I would agree with her if I had not so far to go--two
+     miles over hills; and everything looks so cheerful when I start to
+     school!
+
+  ALLIE R.
+
+Perhaps you think you would rather stay at home than take that long
+walk; but your mother is right. School days are very happy ones, and
+your little feet skip over the two miles quickly, do they not? Have you
+any little friends who go with you to school?
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Fred M. Dille, Greeley, Colorado, desires the name of a boy living in
+Cincinnati who sent him a match-box containing fossils, shells, and
+minerals, that he may send specimens in return.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+C. Y. P. R. U.
+
+A BOY'S GRIEVANCE.--A boy of fourteen complains to us that his mother
+treats him as if he were a baby. He says she forbids his going to a
+certain safe and pleasant lake, to bathe or swim, and that she will not
+consent to his taking trips into the country with two friends of his own
+age, who are splendid fellows.
+
+No doubt it seems to this lad that his mother is a little bit
+unreasonable. But she may have a strong feeling of terror about the deep
+waters of the lake which he thinks so safe, and if, as I judge from his
+note, he is really a kind and manly boy, he would prefer to go without
+the pleasure of swimming rather than make his mother anxious or uneasy
+about him.
+
+Ladies are sometimes more timid than there is any need to be about
+places and things which boys and men consider entirely free from danger.
+Yet a gentleman always prefers to yield his own wishes rather than to
+let his mother or sister suffer from alarm.
+
+As for the out-of-town trips, the mother's objection might be removed if
+the boys would get some older friend to go with them. It is always well
+to take the advice of mothers with regard to friends. Boys think they
+can choose wisely for themselves, but they are not able, as older
+persons are, to see just what companions are best for them. I do not
+think you would complain of home restraints if you remembered how much
+the dear mother has done for you all your life. No love is so unselfish
+as a mother's, and we can not prize it too highly.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  GLENS FALLS, NEW YORK.
+
+     We live only nine miles from Lake George, where we go in the
+     summer. There are many places of historical interest there. French
+     Point, where we went last summer, used to be the camping-place of
+     the French and Indians. I have an arrow-head from there, and a
+     friend a spear-head. Opposite French Point, is Black Mountain, the
+     highest mountain on the lake. Farther down is Sabbath-day Point,
+     and Rogers's Slide, where the Rogers's Rock Hotel is. There you can
+     take a carriage and go to Fort Ticonderoga. I have seen the oven
+     and under-ground passage. Mamma has an old-fashioned cup with the
+     fort on it. Recently, while digging for the foundation of a paper
+     mill in the village, they found a cannon-ball and several other
+     things. I almost feel acquainted with the Postmistress and the
+     children that write to YOUNG PEOPLE.
+
+  JESSIE L.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  WEST HAVEN, CONNECTICUT.
+
+     I enjoy reading your nice stories very much indeed, especially the
+     stories written by Mr. Otis. My sister Bessie and I have five hens
+     and one rooster. Dora is my hen. Year before last I was sick a
+     little while. That same year Dora had some little chickens. Specky
+     killed some, the other hens killed one, and the cats killed all the
+     rest except two. One day papa carried me out to see them; only two
+     came out. I supposed the others were in the coop. The first time I
+     went to feed them I was taking out their usual amount of food, when
+     my sister asked me what I was getting so much for. I did not know
+     until then that there were only two left. I was nine years old last
+     22d of February. I have never written before, so please print this.
+
+  MARY E. C.
+
+You poor darling! It was too bad so many chicks were killed.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  ST. MARYS, ONTARIO, CANADA.
+
+     I am a little boy seven years old. I do not go to school, but study
+     at home. I can write a little, and read very well, and I read all
+     about Jumbo, and I want to tell the little people a funny story
+     about him. My auntie was in England, and when in the Zoological
+     Gardens one day she saw Jumbo carrying many happy children about on
+     his back. After a time she sat down on a bench with a lady, and had
+     a biscuit in her hand. They had their faces close down over a book,
+     to learn all about where to go. Presently it grew dark before them,
+     and my auntie felt something strange touching her hand, and looking
+     up, there stood Jumbo helping himself to the biscuit in her hand
+     without any ceremony. My auntie says Jumbo had the bench all to
+     himself without any delay. I like HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE so much!
+     and watch for it every week.
+
+  REGGIE R.
+
+That was very "cute" in Jumbo.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  BROOKLYN, NEW YORK.
+
+     I am a little girl nine years old. I have taken HARPER'S YOUNG
+     PEOPLE since last January. I like it very much, and always look
+     forward to Tuesday with pleasure, for that is the day I receive it.
+     Most little girls tell about their pets, but I have none, because I
+     have lived all my life in hotels. I am more fond of my books than
+     anything else. I have one that I should think many little girls
+     would like to have; it is _The History of the Bible Made Simple for
+     Children_, with three hundred beautiful pictures, and I like it
+     ever so much.
+
+  MADELEINE W.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  LOUISVILLE, OHIO.
+
+     I am an Ohio boy fourteen years of age. On my last birthday my
+     parents gave me a dollar and a half, and told me to make good use
+     of it. I did so by subscribing for HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE. I find
+     now that I could not have made a better use of it. My father is a
+     physician, and I intend to be one also. I go to school every day,
+     and in a few years expect to go to college.
+
+     I will now tell you of some of my pets. First of all are my dogs,
+     of which I have two. The one I call Dash is a water-spaniel, brown
+     in color, with a white breast, which I call his shirt bosom. The
+     other one is a Gordon setter, whose name is Duke. He is two and a
+     half feet high, and from the tip of his nose to the end of his tail
+     he measures four and a half feet. He is my pony in the winter
+     season, and enjoys hauling me as well as I enjoy being hauled. I
+     often take both dogs to the creek. They are very good swimmers. I
+     have one brother ten years old, and a sister eight. My brother says
+     he will be a druggist. I the doctor, and he the druggist; won't
+     that be nice? My father has a drug store, and I act as clerk for
+     him during vacation. When we ask sister what she will be, she says
+     she will be a mamma. I have a great many other pets besides my
+     dogs, but will not write about them this time.
+
+  J. C. E. S.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+We would call the attention of the C. Y. P. R. U. this week to the
+article on the "Steam-Engine," and to an interesting account by Eesung
+Eyliss of some little inhabitants of the feathered world, given under
+the title "Do Birds Know Their Old Homes?" Then Sherwood Ryse has some
+good advice to give the boys on the treatment of "Rabbits as Pets."
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+PUZZLES FROM YOUNG CONTRIBUTORS.
+
+No. 1.
+
+FOUR WORD SQUARES.
+
+1.--1. Pertaining to the moon. 2. Custom. 3. Pertaining to the nose. 4.
+A precious stone. 5. To lease again.
+
+  EMPIRE CITY.
+
+2.--1. To scratch. 2. The top. 3. A kind of fungus. 4. Things which
+children like.
+
+3.--1. A fruit. 2. To frost. 3. To obtain.
+
+4.--1. The front. 2. A unit. 3. Clear profit.
+
+  MUSEUM.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+No. 2.
+
+DOUBLE ACROSTIC.
+
+1. A fuel. 2. A compound of iodine and a metal. 3. An angel. 4. An
+island. 5. Fright. 6. Conclusion. 7. To idle. Primals and finals name a
+mountain range of Germany.
+
+  I. SCYCLE.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+No. 3.
+
+SIX DIAMONDS.
+
+1.--1. In dish. 2. Right. 3. Birds. 4. To supply. 5. In sap.
+
+2.--1. A letter. 2. What skaters like. 3. Thoughts. 4. A doubter. 5. A
+corrosive. 6. A title. 7. A letter.
+
+3.--1. A letter. 2. A science. 3. To wither. 4. Part of the body. 5. A
+letter.
+
+  BENNY FISHEL.
+
+4.--1. A letter. 2. An end. 3. An animal. 4. To fondle. 5. A letter.
+
+  C. B. K. and MARY S.
+
+5.--1. A letter. 2. A drink. 3. A girl's name. 4. A reptile. 5. A
+letter.
+
+6.--1. A vowel. 2. Finis. 3. To enrich. 4. A girl's nickname. 5. A
+vowel.
+
+  BLANCHE F.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+No. 4.
+
+ENIGMA.
+
+  My first is in river, but not in bay.
+    My second is in vex, but not in annoy.
+  My third is in corn, but not in hay.
+    My fourth is in gem, but not in toy.
+  My fifth is in lady, but not in girl.
+    My sixth is in screw, but not in nail.
+  My seventh is in hair, but not in curl.
+    My eighth is in strong, but not in frail.
+  My ninth is in cripple, but not in lame.
+  My whole is a poem well known to fame.
+
+  EUREKA.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+ANSWERS TO PUZZLES IN No. 130.
+
+No. 1.
+
+      P           F
+    O A R       A L E
+  P A P A W   F L I N T
+    R A T       E N D
+      W           T
+
+      C
+    E R E
+  C R O W D
+    E W E
+      D
+
+No. 2.
+
+Eagle. Daisy.
+
+No. 3.
+
+  D efense     W hirlwind
+  A ttack      E yelet
+  N ight-fall  B ee-hive
+  I slands     S ongster
+  E choes      T omtit
+  L odge       E ngine
+               R idge-pole
+
+Daniel Webster.
+
+No. 4.
+
+Priesthood. Piece-meal. Whitewashed Lambskin.
+
+No. 5.
+
+1. P-earl-s. 2. S-haw-l. 3. S-hoot-s. 4. B-arrack-s. 5. L-edge-r. 6.
+T-run-k. 7 A-gate-s. 8. C-hor-d. 9. W-all-s. 10. T-angle-s.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Correct answers to puzzles have been received from "I. Scycle," C. B.
+Kunkel, Mary Snyder, "Rose-bud," "Prince Charming," Olivia T., Benny
+Rickarts, Mary Snell, Jonathan S. R., Charlie Cox, Emily R. Bennett,
+Madeline Whittier, Nettie Simpson, Janet Carruthers, John Carnes, Sammie
+Brown, "A Reader," "Bluebell," Maud M. Chambers, Eloise, "A. B. C.,"
+Lena and Lutie, Allie E. Cressingham, Arthur B. Sinclair, "Silver Fox,"
+Susan Talbot, Mamie Meeks, Amy Grace, John Robertson, Alf Sinclair,
+George P. Taggart, Florence, Mabel, and Annie Knight, and Florence H.
+Chambers.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+[_For Exchanges, see 2d and 3d pages of cover._]
+
+
+
+
+IN-DOOR AMUSEMENTS.
+
+BY FRANK BELLEW.
+
+PHIZO.
+
+
+We have a new game, or drawing exercise, at our home nowadays, which we
+call Phizo, and a good deal of amusement it causes us. We also find it
+excellent practice and discipline in drawing and the study of character.
+It is desirable that those engaging in this game should have some little
+skill in drawing.
+
+The way we came to try what we call Phizo was in this wise: A party of
+us were sitting cosily around the library table, and papa was talking to
+a literary friend about the difficulty of conveying any correct idea of
+form by mere words, and consequently the almost utter impossibility of
+an artist representing pictorially an author's idea by merely reading
+his work. The literary gentleman seemed rather inclined to dispute this
+statement, when papa said:
+
+"Well, if I can't convince you, suppose that we try a few practical
+experiments. I will draw a simple profile of a head of marked character,
+and you shall describe it to those present--we can all draw more or
+less--and each shall draw a face from your description without seeing
+the original, and then we will compare them, and see how nearly they
+approach that original."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+Papa then drew the accompanying head, which the literary gentleman--whom
+I may as well call Mr. Stylus--described as follows:
+
+"Forehead large and overhanging, the upper part projecting beyond the
+lower; eyes severe and deep-set; nose sharply cut, rather small, with a
+slight tendency upward; mouth firm and compressed; upper lip short;
+lower lip projecting; chin long and prominent; jaw square; hair brushed
+back behind the ears, and rather long; head large; the whole character
+refined, intellectual, and severe."
+
+"There," said papa, "it has taken you four times as long to write your
+description as it took me to make my sketch. Now let us see what idea
+you have conveyed to your audience."
+
+We all set to work at once, and made our sketches, and the accompanying
+pictures show the result. When we came to compare these ridiculous heads
+one with another, and then with the one originally drawn by papa, you
+can imagine that we had a hearty laugh.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+Of course he insisted that we had given a brilliant illustration of the
+manner in which artists frequently fail in their efforts to portray the
+characters that writers describe, and it was quite useless to try and
+persuade him that we were not endowed with professional skill in the use
+of our pencils.
+
+Now, for the benefit of any of our readers who would like to experiment
+with Phizo, I subjoin a description of a profile head which papa made,
+and Mr. Stylus described as follows:
+
+"Forehead moderately high and rather full; eyebrows distinctly marked;
+eyes large, with heavy eyelids; nose high; mouth full, with corners
+slightly drooping; chin full and round; hair curling on forehead, coiled
+at back of the head."
+
+Now suppose our artistic subscribers try and see what they can make of
+this description.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: "JES YOU 'HAVE YERSELF, AND COME 'LONG NOW."]
+
+[Illustration: AND SHE WENT.]
+
+
+
+
+
+End of Project Gutenberg's Harper's Young People, May 16, 1882, by Various
+
+*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 57842 ***