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-Project Gutenberg's Harper's Young People, June 6, 1882, by Various

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-Title: Harper's Young People, June 6, 1882

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-Author: Various

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-*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, JUNE ***

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-[Illustration: HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE]

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-VOL. III.--NO. 136. PUBLISHED BY HARPER & BROTHERS, NEW YORK. PRICE FOUR

-CENTS.

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-Tuesday, June 6, 1882. Copyright, 1882, by HARPER & BROTHERS. $1.50 per

-Year, in Advance.

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-"SCRAP."

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-BY MRS. JOHN LILLIE.

-

-

-"Come here, boys," said Mary Grey, closing the dining-room door very

-softly, and calling Ben and Lewis to her. Mary was their elder sister.

-She seemed a great deal older than the boys, for Ben was only nine, and

-Lewis six, while Mary was seventeen.

-

-"A dear little brother is upstairs waiting to see you," said Mary. "And

-if you are good boys, nurse says you may hold him for a few moments in

-your arms."

-

-Ben and Lewis began capering about with delight; but they followed Mary

-upstairs, very much impressed by the idea that they had a new member of

-the family to meet--a tiny wee boy, all their own little brother.

-

-In Dr. Grey's house there is a big, sunny, peaceful room fronting an

-old-fashioned garden, and there it was that the little brother lay

-waiting in a pink and white cradle. Ben and Lewis went in very softly.

-They were very much afraid of old Mrs. Newman, the nurse; they were

-afraid the baby would cry; and yet there was in their minds a general

-impression that the new boy in the family would put them out of power.

-But at sight of the baby all such fears vanished. Such a mite of a

-thing! A dear little black head, a pair of bright, blinking eyes,

-doubled-up pink fists, and a dimple in one cheek. It was while the two

-boys stood looking at him for the first time that he was given the name

-which always clung to him in spite of his being christened Philip.

-

-"Oh, Mary," Lewis exclaimed, in a soft tone, "I sha'n't mind _him_--he

-is only a little Scrap!"

-

-I don't know just why it was, but from that hour no one seemed to think

-of calling him anything but "Scrap." Perhaps it was because he had such

-a dear little face that every one wanted to give him a pet name. Perhaps

-it was because he was so slimly built, and was always such a wee thing

-in spite of rosy cheeks and merry ways. But in any case the name clung

-to him.

-

-When his mother died he was only a baby, but she already had called him

-by his nickname, and it was Mary, I think, who passionately declared he

-should know no other.

-

-Ben and Lewis took Scrap in charge immediately. They thought it great

-fun to hold the little big-eyed baby, and feel that he was younger and

-weaker than they. But yet Scrap was a real boy. As soon as he could

-understand any sort of fun, which was very early, they taught him all

-their games, and they made him what they called their "Regiment." Ben

-and Lewis were Colonel and Captain of Scrap; and Scrap himself was well

-enough pleased with his subordinate position. Sometimes they played at

-what they called "Marching against the North Pole," and it was a curious

-thing that they always chose such very hot weather for this particular

-game. They wore blankets, and counterpanes, and old seal-skin caps, and

-they sat on the nursery stairs, covered with rugs, pretending they were

-in sleighs, on their way to the North Pole, while the perspiration

-streamed from their faces. It was usually Ben who, at a given moment,

-impersonated a singular character known as the "Iceberg Man," and who

-upset the whole company. Scrap, weighed down by bedding, generally fell

-asleep during this performance, and I must say that Ben and Lewis rather

-languished toward the end of it; but they never tired of playing at that

-game over and over again, until cold weather came.

-

-Scrap had the measles about this time, and while he lay in bed Ben and

-Lewis occupied themselves writing bulletins of his progress, which were

-pinned to the dining-room door every morning, and were intended to be

-very helpful in their character. Scrap was by no means dangerously ill,

-but his seclusion filled the boys with a sense of horror. One of these

-bulletins ran as follows:

-

-"No chainge for the better. Pulse is lite and he cries a good deal. Mary

-says he's got to be made to keep still."

-

-Another:

-

-"He kicked Mrs. Brown, and called her a cross old thing. Tong is bad and

-he wont kepe the kovers on him. Mary says he is orful to take kare of."

-

-As the disease progressed, the bulletins became still more unpleasantly

-personal. One, written in very black ink, ran as follows:

-

-"He put his Tong out at the doctor, and mary says we are afrade he is

-going to have the mumps and if he does wont there just be a time with

-him."

-

-This "time" came to pass, for mumps set in, and poor little Scrap's

-seclusion left him a very white-faced, tired little person indeed. But

-after a time no more horrible bulletins had to be written about him, for

-all his sweetness of temper returned, and he played at being the

-"Regiment" again with great gayety.

-

-[Illustration: SCRAP AND HIS KITTEN.]

-

-It was about this time that I one day heard a knock at my front door,

-and opening it myself, found Scrap standing very still, his eyes

-twinkling, and his little mouth trying not to smile. He had a wee kitten

-in a basket.

-

-"Well, Scrap!" I exclaimed, "I'm glad to see you, dear. Where did pussy

-come from?"

-

-"I find I don't need her," he said, soberly, coming in and sitting down,

-grave as a little judge. "She's a present for you. Do you think you like

-cats?"

-

-"Not always," I had to answer in truth. "But that looks such a dear

-little thing! Where did you get her, Scrap dear?"

-

-"The ashman gave her to me," said Scrap, with a little anxious frown.

-"As a general fact ashmen don't own kittens, at least so this one said

-they didn't; but he said if we didn't buy her he'd drown her in a bag,

-and I bought her with my penny; but I find I don't need her, and I

-thought you'd like her for a real truly present."

-

-Who could refuse Scrap's offering, even though it entailed watching a

-little kitten that could not crawl?

-

-"She doesn't know how to be sorry for me," he said, as he was leaving,

-having kissed pussy tenderly good-by--"but she is only a baby. I think,"

-he added, looking at me with his earnest little way--"I think the ashman

-is her uncle."

-

-Scrap early developed two talents; one was for running away, the other

-was for composing stories. The stories were most interesting, but the

-running away used to frighten the whole household. Scrap would be

-brought back from these expeditions a most dejected, tired little

-person. One day he wandered all over New York with a German band;

-another time he was found in an old woman's shanty, learning how to feed

-pigs. When he was remonstrated with he would listen very soberly, fixing

-his eyes on Mary's face, and watching her mouth with comical intentness;

-but unfortunately it was impossible to make him appreciate the dangerous

-character of his offenses. One day, after Mary had exhausted all her

-eloquence, and told him of every possible danger, he remarked, calmly:

-

-"That wasn't half as interesting as the last time, Mary. You never told

-me a word about Charlie Ross. Begin with how he was let go out to play."

-Then his little eyes danced, and he added, with his quaint air: "Make it

-just as frightening as you can, and couldn't you put in something about

-bears? Just scare me awfully, and see if it won't do me good."

-

-Soon after this a means of preventing Scrap's vagabondizing occurred.

-Dr. Grey decided to take all the children to Germany, and Mary told

-Scrap he would see far more there than he ever could by running away. So

-the family sailed one summer for Austria. It was when they were on the

-steamer that they discovered Scrap had hidden away in his pocket a tiny

-American flag. Ben and Lewis laughed at him dreadfully, but Scrap was

-not to be put down.

-

-"Now, you boys," he said, with his most dignified air, "suppose they

-should take me for a German, don't you see? I'll just show them my

-'Merikan flag."

-

-This spirit moved little Scrap all the time he was abroad. He resolutely

-refused to mingle with German boys in any purely German sport, lest he

-should lose his position as a "'Merikan" among them. He would say, "I'll

-show you some of our 'Merikan games, if you can learn them."

-

-In the little German town where the boys lived he became a sort of small

-leader, older boys quite giving way before his manly assertion of

-authority. Among others, Scrap played with some young German Princes,

-whose rank in their own country entitled them to rule in all the games.

-This puzzled and bothered Scrap. One day he withdrew from a game, calmly

-remarking: "Perhaps you didn't know--I am a 'Merikan Prince."

-

-After that Scrap's power never was contested. All that winter he went on

-writing his funny little stories, or telling them to the other boys. I

-do not know just whence Scrap's stories came, nor how they were made up,

-but I will quote from one which lies before me.

-

-     "William and Billy were two brothers, and they lived with their

-     father and mother. Their father was named Mr. Holloway. He had been

-     a very rich man, but now he had lost most of his money. He lost it

-     through a chink in the wall. After that he kept his money on ice.

-

-     "'Come,' said William to Billy. 'Let us go down to the brook and

-     fish.'

-

-     "So they went.

-

-     "'Hi-i!' said Billy, 'I've found a penny.'

-

-     "He then found a very large smooth rock to lay it on before they

-     began to fish.

-

-     "They meant to catch a whale, but they tried for little fishes

-     first. William caught one little one, and laid it on the rock.

-     Presently they heard the fish screaming and yelling, and they went

-     to the rock, and saw the penny was gone. They knew the fish had

-     swallowed it, for he kept on screeching so. They took him up and

-     jiggled him by the tail, and the penny dropped out. At last they

-     caught a whale, and carried him home with the little fish. Mr. and

-     Mrs. Holloway thought they would like to go to that same brook and

-     fish. So, early the next morning, they went. They worked all day,

-     and William and Billy had two pieces of pie for dinner all alone.

-     And what do you think? When Mr. and Mrs. Holloway came home they

-     had only caught one skinny, miserable little thing, and William and

-     Billy sat down and roared laughing."

-

-Scrap asked Mary if she thought any one would like to publish this

-story. He said it wasn't truly true, but he had it in his head just as

-if it was true. He said the German boys liked it; but he knew they were

-sorry William and Billy were Americans.

-

-Scrap began a museum about this time, and when you paid a penny and went

-in to see it, you were treated to a tepid drink which he called

-"lemarade," and which made you feel very uncomfortable almost at once.

-Scrap mixed it in a bottle, and kept it under his little pillow, except

-on "museum days." This museum was a source of great joy to the

-round-faced German boys. It contained a variety of articles brought

-from America. One was a piece of horseshoe, which Scrap labelled "An

-American's bone."

-

-He had some old teeth; a broken pistol; an ancient army hat of his

-father's; varieties of buttons; a few dried flowers, labelled, "From

-Central Park, United States of 'Merica"; a piece of marble with which,

-Scrap said, "any one could plant a whole tombstone" (he believed they

-grew); and finally a number of old postage stamps. Quantity seemed to be

-mainly Scrap's object. When, you got tired of looking, the "lemarade"

-'was again handed around.

-

-After a few exhibitions of this valuable collection, it seemed to occur

-to Scrap that the affair needed life and animation. So he instituted a

-dance 'midway in the performance. It was done with great gravity, and

-dear little Scrap's feet were so large that they made every movement

-funny. Somehow, although it was meant as a diversion, that dance was so

-pathetic no one could smile naturally, and Scrap himself seemed to

-consider it a dignified affair.

-

-I am sorry that I can not tell you more about dear little Scrap's

-doings. His active, merry, earnest ways seem to have filled all that

-German winter. He organized all the games of the neighborhood, and was

-the leader in everything. All the time he had certain quiet hours in

-which, dear baby that he was in years, his education went on--his funny

-little education! He wrote and read and spelled, and he did the most

-astonishing little sums.

-

-One snowy March day Scrap fell ill. His longing to see America once more

-grew positively painful. He kept his desk near him, and continued his

-"museum days," always handing around "lemarade" at the usual intervals,

-and promising us new dances when he got well.

-

-The boys used to make a circle around his bed, and it seemed to worry

-them that at times they had been cross or rough with Scrap. Unless he

-was very weak, he would always tell them stories. His little face grew

-very white and wistful-looking, and his voice very tired, and I think if

-any one had had the heart, those museum days would have been interfered

-with, for he entered into the spirit of them so keenly that they left

-him very weary.

-

-At last he gave them up of his own will. He found he could not enjoy

-them; but he kept his little flag close at hand. One afternoon, when it

-was snowing outside, and everything in-doors was very still, and Ben was

-asleep in a chair by the fire, Scrap touched his sister Mary with one

-little feverish hand, and said:

-

-"Molly, isn't it 'Merika yet?"

-

-Mary had tears so thickly in her eyes, she bent her face that Scrap

-might not see them. The dear little face on the pillow was watching hers

-anxiously.

-

-"It will be very soon, my darling."

-

-Scrap moved about restlessly for a moment, tracing a pattern on the wall

-with one little finger. It grew tired so soon. When he turned his face

-again to Mary, he said, with his old quaint air, and jealously holding

-his little flag, "Won't I _always_ be a truly 'Merikan, Molly?"

-

-They re-assured him on this point, and he fell asleep quite comforted.

-The dear little Scrap! He scarcely spoke again. The next day's wintry

-dawn saw him in his last slumber. The little flag he had so treasured as

-the symbol of his native land was held so closely in his fingers that

-they would not move it. His little friends came in to see him for

-good-by, and Mary and Ben and Lewis talked of the day when he had first

-come to them, lying in that pink and white cradle over the sea. Would

-the room look the same ever again? Ben wondered. Lewis talked of how

-Scrap had loved the garden.

-

-When they kissed him for the last time, and laid him to rest, the bit of

-color and the faded stars went with him. His dear little face wore its

-sweetest look. The flag was clasped on his bosom, and winter flowers

-were lying all about him.

-

-

-

-

-WAVE AND SAND.

-

-BY CHARLES BARNARD.

-

-

-I have now told you something, at three different times, about the sea,

-the rocks, and the waves. You remember we looked at these things, and

-tried to learn something of the way in which the winds and waves have

-worked together to carve out the rocks and the dry land. There is

-nothing like seeing a thing for yourself, and those boys and girls who

-live near the eastern shore of the United States, between New York and

-Florida, can easily visit one of the strangest of the strange works done

-by the sea.

-

-Along the whole south side of Long Island, beginning at Montauk, all

-along the Jersey shore, away down past Little Delaware, Maryland, and

-Virginia, Cape Hatteras, and the low sandy shores of the Carolinas and

-Georgia, to the Florida Keys, is a most singular beach, built up by the

-sea. The odd thing about this thousand-mile beach is that it appears

-about to move away. It is continually walking along the coast, up or

-down, or forward and backward, as if restless and tired of staying in

-one place.

-

-At one time it may have great holes cut through it, and at another time

-it creeps along and closes up the gaps, and alters the whole character

-of the country behind it. Its queer habit of creeping along the shore in

-certain places has given such parts the name of travelling beaches.

-Really, I suppose, there are no beaches in the world that do not travel

-about at some time. They are all restless things, and while we may not

-see them move, we feel very sure they can and do travel for miles

-wherever the winds and waves compel them. People who live on these

-travelling beaches try to stop them by building heavy stone walls, or by

-driving rows of piles across them. They do not seem to care much, and in

-some places the sand and rolling pebbles climb over the walls, and

-travel on very much as they please. Coney Island is one of these

-travelling beaches, Rockaway is another, Sandy Hook is part of another.

-

-The only thing that can stop one of these creeping beaches is a river.

-The Hudson River, flowing out of New York Bay, breaks the beach in two

-between the Highlands of Navesink and Long Island. There has been a big

-fight here between the beach and the river. Coney Island has crept out

-like a crooked finger from the east, and Sandy Hook has travelled up for

-several miles from the south. If the river were not the strongest, the

-beaches would creep out from each side and grow right across the great

-bay, and Sandy Hook would touch Coney Island. Then, in place of the wide

-bay open to the sea, there would be a long beach, with the ocean on the

-outside and a fresh-water lake on the inside.

-

-All the rivers that flow east from the mountains in the Eastern States

-below New York Bay have had to fight with this creeping beach before

-they could escape into the sea. In some places the beaches have crept

-right across the streams, and compelled them to turn aside and go

-another way.

-

-[Illustration: NEW JERSEY COAST SOUTH OF SANDY HOOK.]

-

-Here is a map showing one place where long years ago there was a strange

-fight between the creeping beach and two poor little rivers. The place

-is on the New Jersey shore not far from New York. At the bottom of the

-map is a part of the Shrewsbury River. Just north of it is another and

-larger stream called the Navesink. Still farther north are the high

-hills called the Highlands of Navesink. In front of these two streams

-and the hills is a narrow strip of beach, and outside of this is the

-Atlantic Ocean. There is a carriage-road and a railroad on top of the

-beach, and from the car windows you can see the surf breaking on one

-side, and the still waters of the two rivers on the other side. It is so

-narrow that often the sea breaks entirely over it, and in the

-summer-time you can walk from one side to the other in less than two

-minutes. To the north this beach extends to Sandy Hook, and to the south

-it stretches for hundreds of miles, with here and there a break, as at

-the Chesapeake or at the Delaware Capes, far down to Florida.

-Pine-trees grow on it here. Far away to the south the wild palmetto, the

-orange-trees, and the bananas grow along the shore.

-

-The strange thing about the place shown on this map is found just where

-the two rivers meet. A long time ago--so long that no one can tell when

-it may have happened--the rivers ran into the sea just where the beach

-is now. Where the hotels and cottages stand was once deep water. There

-are two ways in which this may have happened: it may have been a storm

-that threw up a bar across the river's mouth, or the creeping beach may

-have slowly pushed its way along and closed it up. It may have been both

-the storm and the creeping sand. At any rate, we may feel pretty sure

-the river was dammed up, and the water, finding no other outlet, turned

-to the north, and burst through into Sandy Hook Bay. It cut a path along

-the front of the hills, and there we find it to-day, a narrow river

-running to the north between the beach and the high-lands. Steam-boats

-pass up the Navesink River this way, and a bridge has been built over

-the stream to the beach. All this, as it is to-day, is shown on the map.

-

-This creeping motion of the beach is very curious. The waves when the

-wind blows from the south or southeast strike the shore obliquely; that

-is, instead of rolling in "broad-side," as the sailors would say, or

-squarely in front, they strike at an angle. One end of the wave strikes

-the bottom first, and the breaking surf seems to run along the beach,

-instead of falling all at once, for some distance. The waves, as you

-have seen, push the sand along before them, and so it happens that these

-southeast waves drive the sand along as well as up the beach. The sand

-slides and rolls toward the right, or north, and the beach is said to

-creep or travel. If there is an opening in the beach, the waves push the

-sand from the south into the opening, and it grows out into the deep

-water just as you saw in the picture of the sand-bar. This beach has

-already crept three miles out into the water, and made Sandy Hook.

-

-One thing is quite certain. There was at one time a deep channel through

-the beach just here. At one time not many years ago a storm broke

-through the beach, and a ship, losing its way, ran in there, and was

-wrecked. Not a trace of the old hull can be found now. The beach long

-ago crept over the place, and to-day the sand makes a solid strip of

-land there, just as we see it.

-

-Look at the map again. Opposite the two rivers, outside the beach, you

-see a curious tongue or spit running out from the shore. This is under

-water, out of sight. The United States Coast Survey sent their boats all

-over this place, and measured the depth. The numbers on the map show the

-depth of the water in feet. Just here it is shallow. A little farther

-north, directly opposite the two rivers, it is much deeper. Again,

-farther along, there are more sandy spits and bars running out under

-water. This shows that at one time there was a deep channel here between

-the two shoals. It is fair to suppose this deep place was the old mouth

-of a river. It is said there are even some old teeth left in it yet, for

-on the southern spit is a buoy that marks a dangerous place called the

-Shrewsbury Rocks. All these things tell us that at one time these two

-rivers ran into the sea where now the beach stands, and that the waves

-and the creeping sand got the best of the rivers, and altered the whole

-face of the country hereabouts. Where once was an inlet and a swift

-river is now a beach and a broad shallow-stream, lined with marshes, and

-slowly filling up with salt grasses and soft mud washed down from the

-red soil of the hills. What will happen next may be quite as strange as

-that which has gone before.

-

-Not long ago I sailed for three days and nights along the coast from New

-York to Savannah. By day we could see from the steamer's deck trees and

-buildings, bath-houses, fishing-houses, and tall light-houses standing

-on the western horizon, as if planted in the water. They were on this

-same low beach that extends for a thousand miles along our coast. Behind

-the beach for nearly all the way there is still water, in lagoons or

-great swamps, in narrow streams ashore, or in great inland seas like

-Albemarle and Pamlico Sounds. At one place in Florida there is a strange

-stream called the Indian River that flows for a hundred miles just

-behind the beach, close to the sea, before it finds a way out into the

-ocean. In many places steamboats pass along the coast for long distances

-behind this sandy fringe that lines the shore. Still more curious is the

-low land behind the beach and the still water. It stretches like a vast

-plain, growing wider and wider toward the south, far down to Florida. It

-is covered with pine-trees, and in some places it is called the

-Pine-Barrens, and at other places the Piny Woods Country.

-

-The waves and the creeping beaches have been at work a long time, just

-as they are at work to-day. There will always be a struggle between the

-rivers at these queer travelling beaches, but which will be the victor

-and what will grow out of it all nobody can tell. It makes no difference

-after all. Some one may have his pretty house torn down by the waves,

-and steamboats may have to change their routes; but the Fatherly

-Goodness that controls these things will do what is best for the sea and

-the land and all His children.

-

-

-

-

-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 X.

-

-THE ACCIDENT.

-

-

-That night Toby and Abner went to the circus grounds with Uncle Daniel

-and Aunt Olive; and when old Ben approached the party, as they were

-nearing the tent, Toby motioned the cripple to come with him, for he

-thought it might be better that the boy should not hear the conversation

-concerning him.

-

-It had been decided by Uncle Daniel that the boys should go to the

-circus grounds that evening, and stay there until it was nearly dark,

-when they were to go home to bed; for he did not believe in having boys

-out after dark, being certain it was better for their health to go to

-bed early.

-

-Toby therefore intended to make this visit simply one of farewell. But

-first he wanted Abner to see a little more of the bustle and confusion

-that had so fascinated him in the afternoon.

-

-To that end the boys walked around the inclosure, listened to the men

-who were loudly crying the wonderful things they had for sale, and all

-the while kept a bright look-out in the hope of seeing some of their

-circus friends.

-

-It was nearly time for the performance to begin when the boys went into

-the skeleton's tent, and said good-by to the thin man and his fat wife.

-

-Then Toby, anxious to run around to the dressing-rooms to speak with

-Ella, and not daring to take Abner with him, said to the boy:

-

-"Now you wait here for a minute, and I'll be right back."

-

-Abner was perfectly contented to wait; it seemed to him that he would

-have been willing to stay there all night, provided the excitement

-should continue, and as he leaned against one of the tent ropes, he

-gazed around him in perfect delight.

-

-Toby found Ella without much difficulty; but both she and her mother had

-so much to say that it was some time before he could leave them to go in

-search of Ben.

-

-The old driver was curled up on his wagon, taking "forty winks," as he

-called a nap, before starting on the road again.

-

-When Toby awakened him he explained that he would not have taken the

-liberty if it had not been for the purpose of saying good-by, and Ben

-replied, good-naturedly:

-

-"That's all right, Toby; I should only have been angry with you if you

-had let me sleep. I've fixed it with your uncle about that little

-cripple; and now, when I get pitched off and killed some of these dark

-nights, there'll be one what'll be sorry I'm gone. Be a good boy, Toby;

-don't ever do anything you'd be afraid to tell your uncle Dan'l of, and

-next year I'll see you again."

-

-Toby wanted to say something; but the old driver had spoken his

-farewell, and was evidently determined neither to say nor to hear

-anything more, for he crawled up on the box of the wagon again, and

-appeared to fall asleep instantly.

-

-Toby stood looking at him a moment, as if trying to make out whether

-this sudden sleep was real, or only feigned in order to prevent the

-parting from being a sad one; and then he said, as he started toward the

-door:

-

-"Well, I thank you over and over again for Mr. Stubbs's brother, even if

-you have gone to sleep." Then he went to meet Abner.

-

-When he reached the place where he had left his friend, to his great

-surprise he could see nothing of him. There was no possibility that he

-could have made any mistake as to the place, for he had left him

-standing just behind the skeleton's tent.

-

-Toby ran quickly around the inclosure, asked some of the attendants in

-the dressing-room if they had seen a boy on crutches, and then he went

-into Mr. Treat's tent. But he could neither hear nor see anything of

-Abner, whose complete disappearance was, to say the least, very strange.

-

-Toby was completely bewildered by this event, and for some minutes he

-stood looking at the place where he had left his friend, as if he

-thought that his eyes must have deceived him, and that the boy was still

-there.

-

-There were but few persons around the outside of the tent, those who had

-money enough to pay for their admission having gone in, and those who

-were penniless having gone home, so that Toby did not find many of whom

-to make inquiries. The people belonging to the circus were busily

-engaged in making ready for the night's journey, and a number had

-gathered around one of the wagons a short distance away. But Toby

-thought it useless to ask them for tidings of his missing friend, for

-he knew by experience how busy every one connected with the circus was

-at that hour.

-

-After he had stood for some time looking helplessly at the tent rope

-against which he had seen Abner leaning, he went into the tent again for

-the purpose of getting Uncle Daniel to help him in the search. As he was

-passing the monkey wagon, however, he saw old Ben--whom he had left

-apparently in a heavy sleep--examining his wagon to make sure that

-everything was right, and to him he told the story of Abner's strange

-disappearance.

-

-"I guess he's gone off with some of the other fellows," said Ben,

-thinking the matter of but little importance, but yet going out of the

-tent with Toby as he spoke. "Boys are just like eels, an' you never know

-where to find 'em after you once let 'em slip through your fingers."

-

-"But Abner promised me he'd stay right here," said Toby.

-

-"Well, some other fellows came along, an' he promised to go with them, I

-s'pose."

-

-"But I don't believe Abner would; he'd keep his promise after he made

-it."

-

-While they were talking they had gone out of the tent, and Ben started

-at once toward the crowd around the wagon, for he knew there was no

-reason why so many men should be there when they had work to do

-elsewhere.

-

-"Did you go over there to see what was up?" asked the old driver.

-

-"No; I thought they were getting ready to start, an' I could see Abner

-wasn't there."

-

-"Something's the matter," muttered the old man, as he quickened his

-pace, and Toby, alarmed by the look on his friend's face, hurried on,

-hardly daring to breathe.

-

-One look into the wagon around which the men were gathered was

-sufficient to show why it was that Abner had not remained by the tent as

-he had promised, for he lay in the bottom of the cart, to all

-appearances dead, while two of the party were examining him to learn the

-extent of his injuries.

-

-[Illustration: "'WHAT IS THE MATTER? HOW DID THIS BOY GET HURT?' ASKED

-BEN."]

-

-"What is the matter? How did this boy get hurt?" asked Ben, sternly, as

-he leaped upon the wagon, and laid his hand over the injured boy's

-heart.

-

-"He was standing there close by the guy ropes when we were getting ready

-to let the canvas down. One of the side poles fell and struck him on the

-head, or shoulder, I don't know which," replied a man.

-

-"It struck him here on the back of the neck," said one of those who were

-examining the boy, as he turned him half over to expose an ugly-looking

-wound around which the blood was rapidly settling. "It's a wonder it

-didn't kill him."

-

-"He ain't dead, is he?" asked Toby, piteously, as he climbed up on one

-of the wheels, and looked over in a frightened way at the little

-deformed body that lay so still and lifeless.

-

-"No, he ain't dead," said Ben, who had detected a faint pulsation of the

-heart; "but why didn't some of you send for a doctor when it first

-happened?"

-

-"We did," replied one of the men. "Some of the village boys were here,

-and we started them right off."

-

-Almost as the man spoke, Dr. Abbott, one of the physicians of the town,

-drove up, and made his way through the crowd.

-

-Toby, too much alarmed to speak, watched the doctor's every movement as

-he made an examination of the wounded boy, and listened to the accounts

-the men gave of the way in which the accident had happened.

-

-"His injuries are not necessarily fatal, but they are very dangerous. He

-lives at the poor-farm, and should be taken there at once," said the

-doctor, after he had made a slight and almost careless examination.

-

-Toby was anxious that the poor boy should be taken to his home rather

-than to the comfortless place the doctor had proposed; but he did not

-dare make the suggestion before asking Uncle Daniel's consent to it. He

-was about to ask them not to move Abner until he could find his uncle,

-when Ben whispered something to the doctor that caused him to look at

-the old stage-driver in surprise.

-

-"I'll ask Uncle Dan'l to take him home with us," said Toby, as he

-slipped down from his high perch, and started toward the tent.

-

-"I'll take care of that," said Ben, as he went toward the tent with him.

-"I had just fixed it with your uncle so's he'd take Abner from the

-poor-farm an' board him, an' now there's all the more reason why he

-should do it. You go back an' stay with Abner, an' I'll bring your uncle

-Dan'l out."

-

-Then Toby went back to the wagon, where the poor little cripple still

-lay as one dead, while the blood flowed in a tiny stream from one of his

-arms, where the physician had opened a vein.

-

-Not understanding the reason for this blood-letting, and supposing that

-the crimson now was due to the injuries Abner had received, Toby cried

-out in fear; but one of the men explained the case to him, and then he

-waited as patiently as possible for the driver's return.

-

-Both Uncle Daniel and Aunt Olive came out with Ben, and within a very

-few moments Abner was being carried to the farm-house, in the same wagon

-that had taken him there before in company with the skeleton and his

-party for that famous dinner.

-

-It frightened Toby still more to see the unconscious boy carried into

-the house by Ben and the doctor as though he were already dead; and when

-Aunt Olive led them into the best room, where no one had slept since

-Uncle Daniel's sister died, it seemed as if every one believed Abner

-could not live, or they would not have carried him there.

-

-Toby hardly knew when Ben went away, or whether he said anything before

-he left, or, in fact, anything else, so sad and confused was he. He did

-not even think about Mr. Stubbs's brother, but remained in one corner of

-the room, almost hidden by one of the flowing chintz curtains, until

-Uncle Daniel heard him sobbing, and came and led him away.

-

-"There is good reason to hope Abner will recover," said the old man, as

-he stroked Toby's hair; "but he is in the keeping of the One who never

-errs, and whatsoever He does is good."

-

-Then Uncle Daniel actually kissed the boy, as he told him to go to bed

-and go to sleep. Toby went to bed as he was commanded, though it seemed

-impossible he should sleep while Abner might be dying.

-

-[TO BE CONTINUED.]

-

-

-

-

-THE BOYHOOD OF WILLIAM CHAMBERS.

-

-

-Boys and girls who can buy HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE every week for four

-cents, and other periodicals and books almost as cheap, can have very

-little notion of the difficulty that little folk had seventy or eighty

-years ago in getting something to read. It was only fifty years ago,

-indeed, that the first efforts were made to supply cheap, instructive,

-and entertaining literature, and one of the men who made those efforts

-is still living in Scotland. Mr. William Chambers, who is now eighty-two

-years of age, has lately published a little account of his life, and

-what he has to tell of his boyhood and youth is very interesting.

-

-His father was unfortunate in business, and became so poor that young

-Chambers had to begin making his own way very early in life. He had

-little schooling--only six pounds' (thirty dollars) worth in all, he

-tells us--and as there were no juvenile books or periodicals in those

-days, and no books of any other kind, except costly ones, it was hard

-for him to do much in the way of educating himself. But William

-Chambers meant to learn all that he could, and that determination

-counted for a good deal. There was a small circulating library in his

-native town, and he began by reading each volume straight through,

-without skipping one. Then he got hold of a copy of the _Encyclopędia

-Britannica_, which most boys would regard as very dry reading. He read

-it carefully. When that was done, young Chambers was really pretty well

-educated, although he did not know it.

-

-About this time the boy had to go to work for his living. He became an

-apprentice to a bookseller in Edinburgh. His wages were only four

-shillings (about a dollar) a week, and on that small sum he had to

-support himself, paying for food, lodging, clothes, and everything else,

-for five years. "It was a hard but somewhat droll scrimmage with

-semi-starvation," he says; for after paying for his lodgings and

-clothes, he had only about seven cents a day with which to buy his food.

-

-In the summer he jumped out of bed at five o'clock every morning, and

-spent the time before the hour for beginning business in reading and

-making electrical experiments. He studied French in that way too, and on

-Sundays carried a French Testament to church, and read in French what

-the minister read in English.

-

-Winter came on, and the poor lad was puzzled. It was not only cold, but

-entirely dark at five o'clock in the morning during the winter months,

-and William, who had only seven cents a day to buy food with, could not

-afford either a fire or a candle to read by. There was no other time of

-day, however, that he could call his own, and so it seemed that he must

-give up his reading altogether, which was a great grief to the ambitious

-lad.

-

-Just then a piece of good luck befell him. He happened to know what is

-called a "sandwich man"--that is to say, a man who walks about with

-signs hanging behind and before him. One day this man made him a

-proposition. The sandwich man knew a baker who, with his two sons,

-carried on a small business in a cellar. The baker was fond of reading,

-but had no time for it, and as he and his sons had to bake their bread

-early in the morning, he proposed, through the sandwich man, to employ

-William Chambers as reader. His plan was that Chambers should go to the

-cellar bakery every morning at five o'clock, and read to the bakers, and

-for this service he promised to give the boy one hot roll each morning.

-Here was double good fortune. It enabled Chambers to go on with his

-reading by the baker's light and fire, and it secured for him a

-sufficient breakfast without cost.

-

-He accepted the proposition at once, and for two and a half hours every

-morning he sat on a flour sack in the cellar, and read to the bakers by

-the light of a penny candle stuck in a bottle.

-

-Out of his small wages it was impossible for the boy to save anything,

-and so when the five years of his apprenticeship ended, he had only five

-shillings in the world. Yet he determined to begin business at once on

-his own account. Getting credit for ten pounds' worth of books, he

-opened a little stall, and thus began what has since grown to be a great

-publishing business.

-

-He had a good deal of unoccupied time at his stall, and "in order to

-pick up a few shillings," as he says, he began to write out neat copies

-of poems for albums. Finding sale for these, he determined to enlarge

-that part of his business by printing the poems. For that purpose he

-bought a small and very "squeaky" press and a font of worn type which

-had been used for twenty years. He had to teach himself how to set the

-type, and as his press would print only half a sheet at a time, it was

-very slow work; but he persevered, and gradually built up a little

-printing business in connection with his bookselling. After a while he

-published an edition of Burns's poems, setting the type, printing the

-pages, and binding the books with his own hands, and clearing eight

-pounds by the work.

-

-Chambers wrote a good deal at that time, and his brother Robert wrote

-still more, so that they were at once authors, printers, publishers, and

-booksellers, but all in a very small way. After ten years of this work,

-William Chambers determined to publish a cheap weekly periodical, to be

-filled with entertaining and instructive matters, designed especially

-for the people who could not afford to buy expensive books and

-periodicals. Robert refused to join in this scheme, and so for a time

-the whole work and risk fell upon William. His friends all agreed in

-thinking that ruin would be the result, but William Chambers thought he

-knew what the people wanted, and hence he went on.

-

-The result soon justified his expectations. The first number was

-published on the 4th of February, 1832. Thirty thousand copies were sold

-in a few days, and three weeks later the sale rose to fifty thousand

-copies a week.

-

-

-

-

-THE CHILDREN'S DAY.

-

-

-The children of the city of Brooklyn, Long Island, are fortunate in

-having a day of their own when they have the right of way. The schools,

-public and private, are closed, and some of the finest streets are given

-up to the little folk on the day of the annual Sunday-school parade.

-

-For weeks before May 24 bright eyes were wide with pleasure whenever the

-"Anniversary" was mentioned. In the various schools special songs were

-practiced, and mothers, whether rich or poor, were very busy at home in

-making the pretty dresses and suits which were to be worn on the

-occasion. At last the time drew near.

-

-Then the little hearts had only one anxiety--the weather. Would it rain?

-Would it be clear? Oh, how many little people spelled slowly through the

-newspaper reports the day before, and lisped their opinions about the

-probabilities! The joy was great when the sun rose on Wednesday, and the

-sky was as blue and soft as if it had just been swept free of cloudy

-cobwebs on purpose for the Brooklyn procession.

-

-At 11 A.M. the City Hall bell pealed out grandly, and its tones were

-answered by church bells all over the city. There was a perfect chorus

-of chimes.

-

-Noon had scarcely struck when the pavements were thronged with boys and

-girls hastening to their several schools. There the exercises consisted

-of addresses and music. As soon as these were ended, the parade began.

-There were 60,000 children in movement at once through the beautiful

-tree-shaded avenues: 112 Sunday-schools took part, arranged in seven

-divisions. They marched, with banners flying, to the music of military

-bands, which played their most triumphant strains. Mottoes, emblems,

-flowers, white dresses, rainbow ribbons, floating curls, and cheerful

-faces altogether made a pageant which it did tired people good to see.

-Twenty-three schools formed the Prospect Park division.

-

-The Park itself had been dressed by nature in the brightest of green and

-the loveliest of early-blooming shrubs. The long meadow with its velvet

-sward was staked off for the children's evolutions, and protected from

-the crowd by genial policemen. On the grand stand sat his Honor the

-Mayor, and with him were a number of clergymen, and persons of official

-dignity.

-

-Brooklyn has been called the City of Churches. She might be styled the

-City of the Innocents, so many lovely little ones does she gather every

-year at her wonderful May Anniversary.

-

-When the march was ended, the scholars returned to their places of

-meeting, where they were feasted on cake and ice-cream before going to

-their homes.

-

-No doubt some of them were a little weary, but not too much so to

-prevent their sleeping sweetly after their happy day.

-

-[Illustration: THE CHILDREN'S DAY--FIFTY-THIRD ANNIVERSARY OF THE

-BROOKLYN SUNDAY-SCHOOL UNION.]

-

-

-

-

-HOW DOLLY BEAT THE HUNTERS.

-

-BY PROFESSOR FRED MYRON COLBY.

-

-

-"Charley, it's time to go after the cows," said Farmer Goodwin to his

-oldest boy, one summer day, near evening.

-

-"I'm off, father," replied Charley, a bright little fellow of eleven,

-and whistling to Tiger, a large brindled mastiff, he was soon marching

-toward the pasture with the dog at his heels.

-

-This was ninety years ago very nearly, and the place was near the

-historic mountain of Kearsarge, in central New Hampshire. Moses Goodwin

-was one of the early settlers of that region, and his cabin stood far up

-the cleared slope of the mountain, on a fertile ridge of land, where the

-fields of corn were ripening for the harvest.

-

-The sides of the mountain were covered with thick forests, even as they

-are to-day, affording excellent haunts for the wild animals of the

-latitude. The bark of the wolf, the screech of the cougar, and the growl

-of the bear were well-known sounds to most of the early settlers.

-Indeed, it was no uncommon thing for the families of the pioneers to be

-awakened at night by the fierce chorus of wild beasts around their

-cabins.

-

-There were large State bounties on all of these animals, and after a few

-years their numbers began to diminish. At the time of our story it was

-very seldom that a bear or a panther was seen about the settlement. If

-now and then a farmer lost a fine sheep or a favorite calf, it was no

-more than was expected. Farmer Goodwin had himself lost that very autumn

-a valuable young heifer, which was supposed to have been carried off by

-a bear. None of the other settlers had lost any of their stock, and it

-was supposed that the animal had left the neighborhood.

-

-Charley was gone longer than usual after the cows on the evening in

-question. His parents began to feel uneasy at his protracted absence.

-

-"It's time he should be here," said the farmer. "The stock must have

-wandered farther than usual."

-

-"I am afraid something has happened to him," observed Mrs. Goodwin, her

-fair face growing a shade paler at the thought of her boy's danger.

-"Perhaps he's met a bear or a panther."

-

-"There he is now, all right, I guess," exclaimed the husband, as he

-heard the cattle going into the barn. "I'll go out and help him turn

-them in."

-

-As he opened the door, in rushed Tiger, uttering fearful moans, and

-shaking like an aspen leaf. The mastiff was in a terrible condition. His

-brindled hide was all covered with blood, and there were torn places and

-gaping wounds on his neck and shoulders, showing conclusively that he

-had been engaged in a fight with some powerful animal. Mrs. Goodwin sat

-down, white and faint, in a chair.

-

-"Charley is dead. I know he is. The beast has killed my boy. Oh, what

-shall I do?" she sobbed, half frantic in her grief.

-

-"Be calm, mother," said the settler. "I don't believe it's as bad as

-that. The creature attacked the dog. Perhaps Charley is hiding

-somewhere. I'll get Neighbor Savary to go with me, and we'll see if he

-can't be found."

-

-He lit a candle and placed it in an old tin lantern, and went to the

-house of his next-door neighbor. Together the two men followed the path

-to the pasture, and searched that inclosure all over; but they were

-unable to find any trace of the boy.

-

-Once or twice they stopped and called his name, but there was no answer.

-As they were passing through the thick underbrush by the banks of the

-brook, a fierce scream stayed their steps. There was the sound of a

-large body tearing through the shrubbery, and by the light of their

-lantern they saw the fierce beast spring up into a tree and begin

-tearing the bark with its claws.

-

-"It's a painter, sure enough," said Goodwin's neighbor. "We'd better

-start for the house, seeing as how we ain't armed."

-

-"And must I go home without my boy? How can I? It will kill my poor

-wife."

-

-"It's the only thing left us. There, the painter's going away. It's

-useless to stand here any longer."

-

-The beast was heard moving off; and they turned sadly toward home.

-

-On the following morning a large company of men and boys, neighboring

-settlers, were gathered with their dogs and guns around Goodwin's cabin

-door. The news of Charley's disappearance and of a panther in the

-neighborhood had spread like wildfire through the settlement. It was

-determined to hunt the monster to the death.

-

-The excited party started at once, dividing into two companies, each

-under an experienced hunter. It was thought by this method that the

-panther would have fewer chances of escaping, and be brought to bay with

-more dispatch than if the hunters marched all in one body.

-

-Far up on the mountain the hounds took the scent and dashed away,

-followed by the hunters. But away to the left, on another ridge of the

-mountains, was heard the bay of the pack belonging to the other

-division. Still the enthusiasm of the settlers was not cooled. At noon

-the two parties met on the other side of the mountain. A light lunch was

-eaten, and then they started on the homeward track. Nothing had been

-seen of the panther.

-

-On the Warner side of the mountain, late in the afternoon, the hounds of

-one of the parties made a great outcry. It was in a swamp, not far from

-the Goodwin pasture. The men hurried to the spot, jumping stones and

-bushes and the trunks of fallen trees in their haste. They met the dogs

-coming back. Two of them had bloody muzzles, and bore hideous wounds on

-their bodies.

-

-"The dogs have had hold of something, and something has had hold of

-them," said one of the men, quaintly. "It's a painter's work; I know the

-marks of their claws."

-

-The hunters went through the swamp cautiously. The dogs would not go

-back again. No trace of the panther was found. Disappointed and weary,

-they proceeded down the mountain toward the settlement.

-

-"What is that?" asked one of the men, suddenly.

-

-A sound like that of some one shouting was plainly heard. They all

-stopped to listen. The shout was repeated, and was not far off.

-

-"It's my boy! It's Charley's voice!" cried Goodwin. "He must be alive,"

-and he rushed in the direction of the sound.

-

-At the foot of the hill before spoken of, in Goodwin's pasture, there

-was a large ledge of rocks. Toward that the party hastened.

-

-"Charley! Charley! where are you?" shouted the pioneer.

-

-"Here I am," replied the little fellow--"down here in the rock. I can't

-get up."

-

-Several of the party had already mounted the ledge, and they now saw

-what was the matter. There was a crevice or crack running through the

-rock from top to bottom, all the way from a foot to a foot and a half in

-width. Into this fissure the boy had fallen, and as the sides were steep

-and smooth, he could not possibly climb out. A hazel withe was cut, and

-one end given him, and he was speedily drawn to the surface.

-

-"How came you in there, Charley?" asked his father.

-

-"I fell in," answered the boy. "I was out there under that maple when

-the panther jumped on to Tige. I ran to the top of this rock, and

-stumbling, fell down in there. The panther came several times and tried

-to reach me, but he couldn't. Oh, I'm so tired and hungry!"

-

-"We'll be at home soon," said his father. "Your mother will be looking

-for you."

-

-They hastened toward the cabin with eager footsteps, and soon met the

-other party, who were returning from a fruitless search for boy or

-panther. Just then the report of a gun was heard at the settlement.

-

-"What does that mean?" asked a brawny pioneer.

-

-"I don't know," answered Goodwin. "Something must be the matter."

-

-The party hastened their steps to a run.

-

-       *       *       *       *       *

-

-At the close of the long afternoon, Dolly Goodwin, a girl of about

-sixteen, had gone out to do the milking. The cows had not been turned to

-pasture that day, but had been kept in an inclosure near the barn, shut

-in by a stone wall eight feet high.

-

-Her mother had objected to Dolly's doing this. "Father will be at home

-soon," she said, "and there will be time enough then."

-

-But Dolly, who was a busy little body, insisted. "If you are afraid for

-me, I will take my gun. You won't have to worry then. The cows really

-ought to be milked, for it's almost dark. Besides, Brindle and Loo like

-me."

-

-The girl took down a small, pretty musket from its place over the deer

-antlers; it was her own, purchased the year before from her own savings.

-

-The yard seemed a safe, cozy place, and Dolly felt like smiling at her

-mother's fears as she sat down on a stool and began milking one of the

-gentle, mild-eyed animals that were complacently chewing their cuds. She

-had one of the pails about filled, when there was a sudden disturbance

-among the horned inmates of the inclosure.

-

-Dolly rose to her feet and gazed around, grasping her musket in both

-hands. We can see how she looked--a thin slip of a girl, with bare feet

-and ankles, a gown of linsey-woolsey, her gingham bonnet thrown back

-from her curls, and hanging to her neck by its fastened strings. The red

-in her cheeks and the flash in her eye made her look very charming.

-

-Her quick eye soon caught a glance of a lithe, cat-like animal creeping

-stealthily along the high stone wall. Its glaring eyes, the long

-undulating tail, and the tawny-colored hide told well enough the

-character of the intruder. She knew it was a panther.

-

-Dolly's heart rose into her throat, and for a moment, as she said

-afterward, she thought she should run as poor Brindle had done. But she

-was a pioneer girl, strong and healthy, and her nerves were soon under

-control. She raised her weapon to her shoulder, and levelled it full at

-the tawny breast of the crouching panther.

-

-Her aim was taken instantly. She saw the greenish eyes glitter, and the

-long tail lash the wall excitedly. The next moment the savage beast

-sprang toward her. At the same moment her finger pressed the trigger.

-

-She knew no more until she heard the baying of hounds and the loud cries

-of the returning hunters. Her father opened the heavy wooden gate, and

-came in where she was leaning half faint against the wall.

-

-"I am all right now, father," said Dolly, in reply to his anxious

-interrogation, "but I was kind of sick like a while ago."

-

-She still looked very pale.

-

-"The girl has beat the hull of us!" cried a rough pioneer. "It's the

-very beast we were arter. See, there's the marks of the hounds' teeth.

-Well, it's saved us a journey to-morrow; that's a comfort. But you beat

-the dickens, Dolly, you do."

-

-They all crowded around, offering congratulations, and for weeks

-afterward her exploit was the talk of the neighborhood.

-

-The panther proved on measurement to be one of the largest of its kind;

-lacking only an inch of being seven feet in length, including its tail.

-The State bounty was forty dollars. This sum, with what she realized

-from its skin, made Dolly quite a rich young lady for those times.

-

-

-

-

-ROBIN GOODFELLOW.

-

-BY ELLA RODMAN CHURCH.

-

-

-"Once upon a time, a great while agoe," begins a strange fairy tale that

-was written in the days of bad spelling, "there was wont to walke many

-harmlesse spirits called fayries, dancing in brave order in fayry rings

-on greene hills with sweete musicke (sometimes invisible), in divers

-shapes; and many mad prankes would they play."

-

-It was at this time that a mischievous imp, named Robin Goodfellow, who

-was half fairy and half human being, was going about from place to

-place, sometimes doing good-natured things, but often bent only on

-mischief.

-

-All sorts of queer stories were told of him; and when anything happened

-that people couldn't understand, they were sure to say, "It's some trick

-of Robin Goodfellow's." When he was only six years old, the neighbors

-complained of him to his mother for tormenting their very lives out

-whenever her back was turned. Finally he was threatened with a whipping,

-and to escape this punishment Robin ran away.

-

-After travelling a long distance from home he met a tailor, who engaged

-him as an apprentice. For a time he behaved himself very well. But

-finally his love of mischief got the better of him, and he was at his

-old tricks again.

-

-One day his master had a gown to make for a woman, and it must be

-finished that night; they both sat up late to work on it, and by twelve

-o'clock it was finished all but putting in the sleeves. The tailor was

-very sleepy, and said that he would go to bed. He told Robin to "whip on

-the sleeves," and then follow him. Robin said that he would, and as soon

-as his master had disappeared, he hung up the gown and whipped it most

-severely with the sleeves.

-

-When the tailor came down in the morning, he found him still busy at

-this work, and asked him what he was doing.

-

-"What you bade me," was the reply--"whipping on the sleeves."

-

-"You rogue!" exclaimed his master: "I meant that you should have set

-them on quickly and slightly."

-

-"I wish you had said so," rejoined Robin, "for then I need not have lost

-all this sleep."

-

-The tailor was obliged to finish the work himself; but before he could

-get through, the woman came for her gown, and scolded because it was not

-ready. Hoping to soften her wrath by offering her some refreshment,

-Robin's master told him to bring the remnants they left yesterday. The

-tailor had reference to some cold meat; but the mischievous apprentice

-brought down the remnants of cloth left of the gown, which the tailor

-had intended to keep. The man turned pale; but the woman declared that

-she liked this breakfast better than the other, and sent Robin to get

-some wine. He never came back.

-

-One day Robin had made a long journey, when he became so tired that he

-sat down by the road and fell asleep. Here he had a wonderful dream, in

-which troops of fairies danced about him to the sound of sweet music.

-Among them was King Oberon, who laid a scroll beside him, which was

-there when he awoke. On the scroll it was written that he was the Fairy

-King's son, that every wish of his should be granted, that he should

-have the power of turning himself into any shape he pleased, and that

-one day he should be taken to Fairy-land--on condition that he played

-tricks only on those who deserved them:

-

-  "But love then those that honest be,

-  And help them in necessity.

-  Doe thus, and all the world shall know

-  The pranks of Robin Goodfellow."

-

-On reading this document, Robin was much delighted, and began at once to

-try his power. As he was tired, he wished himself a horse, and found

-himself leaping and curvetting as nimbly as though he had just come out

-of the best of stables. Then he tried being a dog, then a tree, and at

-last he was quite satisfied that he could do or be anything he pleased.

-

-After this his pranks were worse than ever, but he obeyed his father's

-instructions, and harmed only vicious and idle and cross-grained people.

-

-One day in crossing a field he met a rude fellow, to whom he said:

-"Friend, what is a clock?"--the style then of asking the time.

-

-But the other chose to reply, churlishly, "I owe thee not so much

-service, but because thou shalt think thyself beholden to me, know that

-it is the same time of the day as it was yesterday at this time."

-

-Then Robin resolved to amuse himself with this man, who was going

-further on to catch a horse that was at grass; and he turned himself

-into a bird to watch him. The horse was wild, and ran away over hedge

-and ditch, and the man after him as well, as he could. Presently Robin

-thought of taking the shape of the horse, and came near enough to let

-the churl get on his back. Then he stumbled, and hurled his rider to the

-ground. Robin allowed him to mount again, but only to throw him off in

-the middle of a large pond. Then, in the shape of a fish, he swam

-ashore, and laughed maliciously, "Ho, ho, hoh," leaving the poor man

-half drowned. It is to be hoped that this lesson in manners did the

-clown good.

-

-Robin had more amiable moments; and often at night he would visit

-farmers' houses and help the maids to break hemp, to bolt, to dress

-flax, to spin, and do other work, for he was "excellent in everything."

-

-Night was his favorite time for jokes, and he would sometimes walk

-abroad with a broom on his shoulder, and cry, "Chimney-sweep!" But when

-any one called him, he ran away laughing, "Ho, ho, hoh." Sometimes he

-would pretend to be a beggar in distress, and beg most pitifully; but

-when they came to give him alms, he would cheat them in the same way.

-Then again he would sing at a door after the fashion of wandering

-minstrels, and when people came to pay him, there was nothing left of

-his song but "Ho, ho, hoh."

-

-King Oberon sometimes called his son to Fairy-land on nightly visits. He

-was summoned, to dance in the fairies' ring, by a shrill, sweet pipe,

-blown by little Tom Thumb, the order having been given,

-

-  "Whene'er you heare my piper blow,

-  From thy bed see thou goe."

-

-At last he was taken to dwell there altogether, and the world was rid of

-the pranks of Robin Goodfellow.

-

-

-

-

-A KETTLE-HOLDER.

-

-BY MRS. T. W. DEWING.

-

-

-Kettle-holders are things that must be in every household, and there is

-nothing that ingenious little fingers can spend their time upon to a

-better advantage in the days when they are too young to undertake more

-elaborate and difficult fancy-work. Here is a design that can be easily

-worked, and will be sure to please mamma if it is only carefully put

-together, and all the stitches neatly taken.

-

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-

-Cut the four leaves of the clover, from grayish-green cloth or flannel,

-and baste them on a ground of pink cloth, as shown in the design. Sew

-them fast with a fine button-hole stitch. Make the ribs of the leaves,

-the stem, the little white triangular-shaped marking in the centre of

-the upper edge of the leaf, and the white crescent on the lower part of

-the leaf, also the four little white stems that join the four leaves

-together, in chain stitch of white saddler's silk.

-

-Let the border be of pink silk several shades paler than the pink

-ground. Sew it to the main part by over-handing it neatly on the wrong

-side. Work the horseshoes in the corners in chain stitch with gray

-saddler's silk. Represent the nails by gold beads, which must be tightly

-sewed on. Line the back with green flannel, turning in the edges, and

-hemming it very neatly. The lining at the back should always be a

-little--a very little--smaller and tighter than the front, or, as the

-holder is constantly bent, the lining becomes loose and baggy.

-

-

-

-

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-

-THE PRISONER AT THE BAR.

-

-

-  "Stand up at the bar," cried the Justice severe.

-  "And what you can say I will patiently hear;

-  But you have been brought here so often before

-  That I fear it will be the old story once more.

-

-  "Stop! You needn't repeat that you couldn't find work.

-  For I know you quite well for a tramp and a shirk;

-  You sneak round the farm-houses begging for bread,

-  And will rob even those by whose hands you are fed.

-

-  "For a stout hearty fellow like you it's a shame

-  To take the alms due to the sick or the lame;

-  But to steal from the kind ones who pity your case,

-  I must punish severely a meanness so base."

-

-  "Well, your Honor, I've nothing to say, for I see

-  That nothing will change your opinion of me;

-  I suppose you will tell me, as often before,

-  That I must be sent to the tread-mill once more."

-

-  "You take the words out of my mouth," said the Judge;

-  "You are sentenced a month on the tread-mill to trudge;

-  And when your tramp's over, perhaps you will feel

-  That it's better to work at the plough than the wheel.

-

-  "For good honest labor will bring its reward,

-  While the way of the idle and vicious is hard;

-  And 'tis better in youth to this precept to hold

-  Than have to confess it when hardened and old."

-

-

-

-

-[Illustration: OUR POST-OFFICE BOX.]

-

-

-I wonder if all the young people are as glad as I am that June has come

-again? You know the poet says:

-

-  "What is so rare as a day in June?

-    Then, if ever, come perfect days.

-  When heaven tries the earth if it be in tune,

-    And softly above it her warm ear lays."

-

-Some of you are studying hard in these bright hours, so that you may be

-ready for examination. I hope you have been so faithful all the term

-that you will not need what some students call cramming to make you

-successful now. Others of my boys and girls are busy with their roses

-and honeysuckles. My thanks to the dear little hands that have gathered

-wild flowers for me.

-

-You must tell us about your summer pleasures, children, and if anybody

-meets with an adventure, remember that Our Post-office Box would like to

-hear about it.

-

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-

-  NEW YORK CITY.

-

-     I am a little girl nearly seven years old. We have no live pets in

-     the city, but my little sister Anna and I have fourteen dolls. I am

-     thankful to say they are very healthy; none of them have had the

-     mumps or _cook_ing-cough, as my little sister calls it. In the

-     summer we all go to Long Island. There we have a pony, two cows,

-     one calf, two cats, a kitten, and some chickens. We have great fun

-     bathing. I am writing this myself, and if you think it is nice

-     enough to print, I shall be the proudest little girl in New York

-     city.

-

-  HELEN B.

-

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-

-  HENRY COUNTY, VIRGINIA.

-

-     I've been a reader of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE quite two years, but

-     have seen no letter as yet from here, therefore I'll write at least

-     one from this mountainous part of the State. My country home is in

-     sight of the Blue Ridge, and one can get a distinct, grand view of

-     some of its peaks a mile from our home. No one of your little girl

-     subscribers enjoys the Post-office Box more than myself. In fact,

-     both big and little folks here appreciate and read most of Harper's

-     publications. I wish everybody who lives in low flat countries

-     could at least visit our mountains, and our State's

-     greatest, curiosity, the Natural Bridge, in Rockbridge County; it is

-     worth a trip to Virginia just to see that wonderful work of nature.

-     But I must not write too long a letter, for fear you'll not find

-     space to publish it; so I'll close by stating that I'm the youngest

-     of twelve children. With best wishes for our dear kind

-     Postmistress,

-

-  MAGGIE S.

-

-The Postmistress returns heartily the love of all the dear girls and

-boys who send her their pleasant messages. She has visited your lovely

-mountain land, Maggie, and it is her opinion that you can not praise its

-beauty too highly.

-

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-

-  KING GEORGE COUNTY, VIRGINIA.

-

-     I am ten years old. I have one brother and three sisters. I have a

-     cow and a calf. We have a play store; we make wooden dollies and

-     many other things to sell. We have a dog and a cat. The dog's name

-     is Trip, and the cat's Tiger. There is a little bird that comes

-     down by the door, and we give him crumbs; he is real tame. I used

-     to have a pet rooster, but papa sold him. He would fly up on my

-     shoulder, and when he saw any one with a pan he would fly in it. I

-     will tell you about a squirrel that lives in a very large hollow

-     hickory-tree back of our house. He is so cunning! He comes out on

-     the side of the tree and chatters at us, and the dog and cat try to

-     catch him, but he is too sharp for that. He comes and steals

-     walnuts from our store-house, and carries some to his tree. We have

-     two small mules; I love to ride on their backs.

-

-  EMMA F. B.

-

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-

-  DURBIN, DAKOTA TERRITORY.

-

-     I am a little boy thirteen years old, and I live on my father's

-     farm, one-half mile from Durbin, in the celebrated Red River

-     Valley, about six miles from the world-renowned Dalrymple Farms.

-     Our house stands on the high beautiful banks of the Maple River.

-

-     Two months ago my sister and two brothers and myself were taken

-     sick with diphtheria. I haven't been able to walk since. My little

-     brother Allie died. I want to tell you what the sweet little boy

-     said when he was sick--he did not like to take his medicine; and

-     mamma said to him, "Allie, take it to please mamma," and then he

-     took it; and a little while after mamma heard him say, in his

-     sleep, "I will take it to please mamma." The last time he took his

-     wine he said to papa, "Papa, I will never take it again." He was

-     five years old, and could read and spell, and count up to one

-     hundred without missing, and we never tried to teach him; he

-     learned it all himself from hearing us. I have taken YOUNG PEOPLE

-     from the first number. I could not live without it.

-

-     Please print this, as I am unable to walk, and have little to amuse

-     me.

-

-  LYNN C. M.

-

-What a sweet memory you have of the dear patient little brother, who was

-so ready to please his mamma, even when in pain!

-

-I hope, as the summer days bring their pleasures, you will grow strong

-again, and be able not only to walk, but to run and jump as boys like

-to.

-

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-

-There will be a general clapping of hands when the Cot report is read

-this month. Here is a letter, which everybody will enjoy, from a friend

-who has the Cot on her mind all the time:

-

-     I am certain a great many of our young readers, when they see the

-     Cot acknowledgments, will exclaim, "My! how did we get so much

-     money all at once?" I don't wonder at your surprise; I am sure I was

-     surprised when I heard the good news. Well, that $550 which you see

-     put down as the result of a fair is what did the work. Sometimes in

-     reading our fund column I have wondered why so few names from New

-     York city appeared among our contributors; the greater part of the

-     work before has been done in the East, West, or South. But now New

-     York city has stepped up bravely to the front, and is worthy of

-     great praise. Four little girls living here, namely, Madeline

-     Satterlee, Helen Manice, Gertrude Parsons, and Mamie W. Aldrich,

-     formed a club in Lent, and worked for this fair, and earnest

-     workers they must have been. The fair was held April 22, in the

-     Sunday-school room of Zion Church, Thirty-eighth Street, New York,

-     which was kindly lent for the purpose. Of course I was at the fair,

-     and a very pretty one it was. I only wish more people could have

-     known about it, and have been there to encourage these little girls

-     in their good work. Very busy they all looked, waiting on the

-     tables. They had a fish pond and a large red grab-bag, both of

-     which took in quite a sum of money; and I am sure these little

-     workers must have felt very proud, and well repaid for any

-     self-denial they had practiced, when they handed in to our

-     treasurer the large sum you see acknowledged to-day. Now don't you

-     think it would be a good plan if all the boys and girls who are

-     well-wishers of our Fund--and I am sure they are many--would work

-     hard this summer, while away in the country, or at home, and try

-     and make the amount up to $1500? That would be just half the amount

-     needed, and how fast we could go on next winter! You would have to

-     raise $345.56, and that is not such a large sum among a great many.

-     Some, like these four little New York girls, could hold a fair or

-     festival at some of the summer resorts; others could pick and sell

-     berries. There are many ways in which the little hands and feet

-     could earn the pennies for our fund. Do not be disheartened at

-     small results, but remember that every effort you make, if in

-     earnest, helps both yourselves and the Cot fund.

-

-     I wonder if some of you are not curious to know where your money

-     goes while waiting for the rest of the $3000. If any of you have

-     ever gone in the Sixth Avenue cars, New York, past Waverley Place,

-     you may have observed a large building on the southwest corner,

-     with "Greenwich Bank" upon it in large letters; our treasurer wants

-     me to tell you that she puts your money there; and, if I am not

-     mistaken, some of these days you will see in our acknowledgment,

-     "Interest from Greenwich Bank," which means that the bank pays you

-     so much money for leaving your money with it. If you will ask your

-     papas, I am sure they will tell you that it could not be in a

-     better place. So you see what a good treasurer we have to take care

-     of our money.

-

-     In saying good-by I must add that I think you have all done very

-     well so far in our good work. The year will not be up until next

-     month, and we have passed "the place in the mountains where we can

-     look back and see one-third of our journey accomplished."

-

-  So to our helpers,

-    Great and small,

-  Thanks we send

-    For one and all.

-

-  AUNT EDNA.

-  NEW YORK, _June_, 1882.

-

-

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-

-  ST. LOUIS, MISSOURI.

-

-     As this is one of the large cities in the Union, I thought if no

-     one else would sustain its credit I would. On the 5th of May we had

-     a big hail-storm. In 1872 we had a hall-storm when the hail was

-     about the size of a hazel-nut; but in this one the smallest stones

-     I saw were that size. Most of them, however, were about the size of

-     walnuts. I saw quite a number as large as a section of an egg, and

-     one or two almost as large as my fist. Now I am afraid you will

-     think that I have exaggerated, but it is true. I have heard a

-     number of persons, including a very old lady, say that they have

-     seen a number of stones frozen together, but never before such

-     large single ones. The storm lasted for a full half-hour, hailing

-     constantly. A great deal of damage was done to churches and public

-     buildings especially. Branches of trees, bushes, and vines were cut

-     off as smoothly as if done with a knife. One man went out to the

-     gutter to pick up an extra large hail-stone, when another one hit

-     him so forcibly on the back of the neck that he fell down on his

-     hands and knees. I would have sent you one of the stones, but as

-     such things can not be telegraphed, I could not do so.

-

-  MALCOLM P.

-

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-

-  BINGHAMTON, NEW YORK.

-

-     I have written one letter before, and have not seen it in the

-     paper, so I thought I would write again. I am taking HARPER'S YOUNG

-     PEOPLE for the third year. I like "Toby Tyler" very much, and "Mr.

-     Stubbs's Brother" still better. I saw some real prairie-dogs not

-     long ago. They don't look bigger than a good-sized rat. I am nine

-     years old, but have only been at school a year, as I have always

-     been sick. I am in the second grade, and study arithmetic, reading,

-     language, and spelling. Shall be promoted next term.

-

-     I have a little brother named Frankie. He is seven years old. Mamma

-     and he and I live with grandpa, as our papa is dead. Frankie has a

-     cat which had four kittens. They are all sorts of colors. I wish I

-     could send you their pictures. They live in my old baby carriage. I

-     made a little tent, not big enough to get under, that I could take

-     down and put up as many times as I had a mind to, and to-day I

-     broke it. Jumbo, that you have told us about, is coming here in

-     August. I hope I shall see him. When I do, I'll write and tell you

-     what I think of him. I just love him now. I can't think of any

-     more. Good-by.

-

-  EDDIE F.

-

-Those little kittens are well off. Living in a baby carriage! Think of

-such luxury! Do they have an afghan over them when they are chilly?

-

-It is fun to make a tent large enough to accommodate two or three boys.

-I think, if I were there, I could help you make one with two or three

-poles, and a couple of old shawls or table-covers. Suppose you ask mamma

-to help you do this?

-

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-

-  FOREST, TEXAS.

-

-     I am a little girl twelve years old, and live in the country. I

-     have a kind uncle who sends me YOUNG PEOPLE. We have had plenty of

-     strawberries this spring. I go to school, and am in Coins and

-     Currency, and at play-time I have fine times playing croquet. We

-     have a mocking-bird building in the garden. It sings all day. We

-     had a fish-fry not long ago, and had as many fish as we wanted. It

-     has been a very rainy season. I have a great many pretty flowers;

-     the gladiolus is opening now. I am so glad when HARPER'S YOUNG

-     PEOPLE comes. I like the story of "Talking Leaves" better than any

-     other one.

-

-  NINA M.

-

-We planted our gladiolus bulbs the morning that Nina's letter arrived;

-but the season is earlier in her Southern home than it is with us. Have

-you magnolia-trees and pomegranate-bushes in your garden, Nina? How

-charming it must be to hear the songs of the mocking-bird all day long!

-

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-

-  NORWICH, CONNECTICUT.

-

-     I must tell you about my pet which my uncle Frank brought me from

-     California. It was a dear little horned toad. It was very

-     affectionate, and had a soft yellow breast and two horns, one on

-     each side of its head. I kept it in a big box of sand, and uncle

-     called it Cutey, it was so cute. One day it was very cold, and

-     Cutey shivered so I covered him up in the box, and put him on the

-     register; then I went off, and forgot my poor little toad. When I

-     came back my toad was dead, and I cried very hard, for I felt

-     naughty to have forgotten my pet. I have some more pets, and some

-     time I will tell you about them; but I am afraid this is too long.

-

-  SUSIE.

-

-What a pity it was, dear, that you forgot your pet! No wonder you cried.

-I am sure you will never again forget one of the little creatures, which

-are dependent on you for their comfort.

-

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-

-  BRISTOL, ENGLAND.

-

-     I have a very kind cousin who lives in Brooklyn, and sends me YOUNG

-     PEOPLE. I am eight years old. I am very fond of reading the letters

-     of children so many miles away from each other, and of hearing

-     about their pets. I have a green parrot, but he is very spiteful.

-     We have a gray cat, and if we stay upstairs beyond our time in the

-     morning, she comes up and sits outside the door, and keeps mewing

-     until I come out and speak to her. I have two sisters, one five,

-     the other three. I have been learning to play the piano eighteen

-     months; also my sister Lillie. We play several duets, and many

-     pieces. I have to practice every evening, and then I have a good

-     read from YOUNG PEOPLE. I like "The Cruise of the 'Ghost,'" "Tim

-     and Tip," and "All-hallow Eve" very much indeed, and I am very much

-     interested in "The Talking Leaves." My papa I have not seen in

-     nearly four years. He is out in China. He was wrecked last July. He

-     was chief officer of the _Anne S. Hall_, of Boston, which was lost

-     in a typhoon. All hands were saved in a boat. I shall be very glad

-     when I see him. I have been two years at school. I went to a

-     pic-nic party to Lea Woods. We went through Nightingale Valley, and

-     were really tired when we got to the top. The woods looked lovely

-     with bluebells and violets. The primroses seemed to be all picked.

-

-  PERCY T.

-

-Well, Percy, I wish I were so near that I could tell whether you and

-your little sister keep time in your duets. You must practice very

-diligently, so that your music will delight your papa when he comes home

-again. How much you must love him, all the more fondly because he was in

-such peril on the ocean! I hope he will reach his children in safety.

-

-Nightingale Valley is a beautiful name for a wood.

-

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-

-  BROOKLYN, NEW YORK.

-

-     I want to tell you about our cat, whose name is Miss Moll; my

-     little brother named her, and he is three years old. Miss Moll

-     trots all over the house, and when she wants to go out, she stands

-     by the door and mews. When she wants to come in, she scratches at

-     the door. She will lie down on her back, and play with any one's

-     hand, although she is a middle-aged cat.

-

-     We also have a dog, but he does not amount to much, except that he

-     is a good watch-dog, and he belonged to my brother, who is now

-     dead.

-

-     I go to the public school, where I received a prize for writing and

-     composition. (They don't give prizes as a general thing.) This is

-     my first letter.

-

-  GRACE I. T.

-

-I am glad you were the fortunate little winner of a prize.

-

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-

-  FREDERICK COUNTY, MARYLAND.

-

-     As I have seen no letter from here, I thought I would write, and

-     maybe you would publish it. I am a little girl eleven years old. I

-     live in the country near Frederick city. I have a dear little

-     brother; his name is Charley. He is a little naughty sometimes,

-     though. Charley has three dogs--their names are Sport, Jack, and

-     Butty--and he has a very pretty Alderney calf, also ducks and

-     chickens. He is very kind to them. My aunt Kate gave me YOUNG

-     PEOPLE for a Christmas gift. I like it very much. I have twelve

-     little cousins; we go to school together, and have very nice times.

-     I send my love to you, Mrs. Postmistress, and to all the little

-     girls and boys.

-

-  E. K. H.

-

-       *       *       *       *       *

-

-Exchanges are inserted without charge, but they must be brief. First

-name what you have, and then state what you wish in return. Give your

-address plainly, and in full, town, county, and State. Please write with

-black ink.

-

-       *       *       *       *       *

-

-C. Y. P. R. U.

-

-THE RAINBOW.--When the summer shower is passing away, and while the

-thunder is still rolling among the hills, we have often seen the

-rainbow. Every one admires the beautiful arch which spans the sky. It is

-caused by the striking of the sun's rays upon the drops of water as they

-fall from the clouds. These rays are twice refracted and once reflected

-as they meet the transparent drops. If you look in the dictionary, you

-will find that refracted means bent suddenly, and reflected means thrown

-back. The colors of the rainbow are seven in number, and appear in the

-following order: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet.

-The tints are most vivid when the background of clouds is darkest and

-the drops of rain fall closest. The continual falling of the rain while

-the sun shines produces a new rainbow every moment; and a curious thing

-is that as each spectator sees it from a particular point of view,

-strictly speaking no two persons see precisely the same rainbow. A

-peculiar sacredness is attached to our thoughts of the rainbow on

-account of the mention made of it in Genesis, when, after the deluge,

-Noah saw its arch in the sky. How glad he must have been to view the sun

-once more! Then God said, "I do set my bow in the cloud, and it shall be

-for a token of a covenant between me and the earth." The story of the

-rainbow, as the Bible tells it, is to be found in Genesis, ninth

-chapter, from the eighth to the seventeenth verses.

-

-       *       *       *       *       *

-

-HATTIE C.--You are needlessly distressed at what you call your lack of

-conversational powers. It is true that some people have the gift of

-talking with ease, and that they are not embarrassed in the presence of

-others. But any person of ordinary intelligence may learn to talk

-brightly and pleasingly by simply taking pains to learn how. In the

-first place, try to forget yourself. Do not fancy when you open your

-lips that the lady opposite you on the sofa, or your neighbor at the

-dinner table, is criticising or making fun of you. Well-bred and kindly

-mannered people never do so. Have, in the second place, an idea of what

-you wish to say. In the third and last place, be sure to tell your story

-or give your opinion in the simplest language you can command. Never use

-slang. To be a good listener is as great an accomplishment as to be a

-bright talker. A young lady who listens intelligently, and with sympathy

-in her looks, giving now and then a brief reply or a turn to the talk,

-but not trying to lead it, or to be at all conspicuous, is sure of being

-popular. Find out what your friends are interested in, and help them to

-talk on their special subjects. Do not worry about the impression you

-are making when in society, but let your great aim be to make the place

-where you are as cheerful as possible.

-

-       *       *       *       *       *

-

-We would call the attention of the C. Y. P. R. U. this week to Mr.

-Charles Barnard's article, "Wave and Sand," and to "The Boyhood of

-William Chambers." The girls will be pleased with Mrs. Dewing's pretty

-and artistic design for "A Kettle-Holder."

-

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-

-YOUNG PEOPLE'S COT.

-

-Contributions received for Young People's Cot, in Holy Innocent's Ward,

-St. Mary's Free Hospital for Children, 407 West Thirty-fourth Street:

-

-     Henry and John Goeltz, $2; Kerfoot W. Daly, Gibsonton, $1; Mamie

-     Tilton, Fort Riley, Kan., $1; Easter gifts from Charles Frederick

-     Fletcher, $1, Theodora Carter, $1, Maud Metcalf, 75c., Ruth

-     Metcalf, 75c., and Mary Aiken Metcalf, 50c., Auburndale, Mass.,

-     total, $4; Dora's Easter Offering, New York, $1; Lucy, Frank, and

-     Willie Green, Upper Alton, Ill., 25c.; "Little Margaret," June 4,

-     In Memoriam, $100; Teddie and Willie McVickar, New York, $20; Ethel

-     Hurst, New York, 75c.; Virgie McLain, Nassau, N. P., $1.25; Annie

-     and Edith Van Kuran, Clinton, Iowa, 50c.; Lena Matthews, Olean,

-     N. Y., $1: Oliver T. Clough, Junction, Iowa, $1; In Memoriam,

-     Herbert Stockwell Day, $50; Ethel Ransom, 25c.; Elise Hurst, New

-     York, 25c.; Teddie McVickar, New York, 25c.; Lulu Lyon, $1; Frank

-     M. Hartshorn, in memory of two little brothers, $1; Emily Chauncey,

-     30c.; Isabelle Lacey, $10; Teddie McVickar, New York, 50c.;

-     proceeds of a fair held in Zion Church Chapel, Madison Avenue, New

-     York, April 22, the Lenten work of a club of four little

-     girls--Helen Manice, Madeline Satterlee, Gertrude Parsons, and

-     Mamie W. Aldrich--New York, $550; total, $747.30; previously

-     acknowledged, $406.84; grand total, May 15, 1882, $1154.14.

-

-  E. AUGUSTA FANSHAWE, Treasurer, 43 New St.

-

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-

-  CLINTON, IOWA.

-

-     We saved fifty cents out of our pocket-money for the Cot, and we

-     hope it will help a little toward the support of some poor child.

-

-  ANNIE and EDITH VAN KURAN.

-

-       *       *       *       *       *

-

-     I have saved these two dollars with my brother. My brother saved

-     fifty cents, and I saved one dollar and fifty cents. My brother is

-     seven years old, and I am fourteen. I sent these few pictures

-     because I think they will please the little ones. My brother and I

-     will try to send two more dollars.

-

-  HENRY and JOHN GOELTZ.

-

-       *       *       *       *       *

-

-     I send you $1 I earned myself feeding chickens and getting up early

-     in the morning. Mamma said I might do whatever I chose with it. I

-     am not a very big boy.

-

-  KERFOOT W. DALY.

-

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-

-  UPPER ALTON, ILLINOIS.

-

-     I have been intending to write to YOUNG PEOPLE for some time. We

-     all like it so very much. I am so glad Mr. Otis has begun another

-     story about Toby Tyler. I know it will be splendid. My brother

-     Frank and I send twenty cents for Young People's Cot, and hope the

-     Cot will prosper. I am so sorry the trailing arbutus does not grow

-     here. I have never seen it. But we do have lots of other lovely

-     wild flowers. We have white, blue, and yellow violets and bluebells

-     all growing in our yard. I wish I could see the boys and girls that

-     write to Our Post-office Box. I wish I was able to give some of our

-     flowers to the poor sick children in the hospitals.

-

-  LUCY L. GREEN.

-

-     P. S.--My brother Willie adds a nickel to our contribution.

-

-  L. L. G.

-

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-

-  NASSAU, NEW PROVIDENCE, BAHAMAS.

-

-     Inclosed you will find $1.25 for Young People's Cot. Once before I

-     sent you 35 cents. I had a beautiful parrot which died, and to

-     console me papa gave me $5, so I now send $1.25 out of it.

-

-  VIRGIE MCLAIN.

-

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-

-  SCHUYLER, NEBRASKA.

-

-     We have taken HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE for only a month, but papa sent

-     and got us all from the January number down. We felt sorry for the

-     homeless little children, and so we sent them some papers. We have

-     been saving them up from 1879. There are five of us children, and I

-     am the next to the oldest. We live in Schuyler, Colfax County,

-     Nebraska. We have a good many pets, but I will have to wait until

-     next time to tell you about them. I will have to close now, as it

-     is about time for school. Good-by.

-

-  MATTIE CLARKSON.

-

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-

-  OLEAN, NEW YORK.

-

-     I am a little girl nine years old. I send you a dollar for Young

-     People's Cot, which I earned by helping my mamma. The only pet I

-     have is a little baby brother. I have got the mumps on both sides.

-     I go to school, and study geography, grammar, spelling, reading,

-     writing, drawing, and arithmetic. I must close. Good-by. From

-

-  LENA MATTHEWS.

-

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-

-PUZZLES FROM YOUNG CONTRIBUTORS.

-

-No. 1.

-

-BEHEADINGS.

-

-1. Here is a group of boys. Behead the name of No. 1, and you have an

-ancient vessel; of No. 2, and you have something unpleasant; of No. 3,

-and you have a nickname; of No. 4, and you see a vehicle; of No. 5, and

-you have a useful article of furniture; of No. 6, and you have an organ

-of the human body; of No. 7, a beautiful bird; of No. 8, a

-disfigurement.

-

-2. Here are four pretty girls, with very sweet names. Behead the first

-name, and you have what the robin did to the cherries; the second, and

-you have the name of the earliest martyr; the third, and you have what

-bees and butterflies are in summer; the fourth, and you have an exciting

-chase.

-

-  SAM WELLER, JUN.

-

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-

-No. 2.

-

-ENIGMA.

-

-  My first is in apple, but not in prune.

-  My second in May, but not in June.

-  My third in seek, but not in find.

-  My fourth in cross, but not in kind.

-  My fifth in mice, but not in rat.

-  My sixth in cape, and also in cap.

-  My seventh in chair, but not in stool.

-  My whole is a country you'll learn of in school.

-

-  A BOY OF TEN.

-

-       *       *       *       *       *

-

-No. 3.

-

-TWO DIAMONDS.

-

-1.--1. A letter. 2. A domestic pet. 3. A city in France. 4. A metal. 5.

-A letter.

-

-2.--1. A letter. 2. A nickname. 3. A heavenly wanderer. 4. Human beings.

-5. A letter.

-

-  EUREKA.

-

-       *       *       *       *       *

-

-No. 4.

-

-NUMERICAL ENIGMA.

-

-  My whole is a noted battle-field, and I contain 11 letters.

-  My 1, 2, 6, 4 means to speak familiarly.

-  My 7, 3, 10 is a horse.

-  My 1, 8, 9, 5 is a water-fowl.

-  My 11, 2, 6 is an exclamation.

-

-  EMPIRE CITY.

-

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-

-ANSWERS TO PUZZLES IN No. 133.

-

-No. 1.

-

-  L U N A R   R A S P

-  U S A G E   A C M E

-  N A S A L   S M U T

-  A G A T E   P E T S

-  R E L E T

-

-  F I G   V A N

-  I C E   A C E

-  G E T   N E T

-

-No. 2.

-

-  F irin G

-  I odid E

-  C heru B

-  H awai I

-  E ndin G

-  L oung E

-

-No. 3.

-

-                    S

-      D           I C E           D

-    D U E       I D E A S       A R T

-  D U C K S   S C E P T I C   D R O O P

-    E K E       E A T E R       T O E

-      S           S I R           P

-                    C

-

-      T           B           E

-    T I P       T E A       E N D

-  T I G E R   B E T S Y   E N D O W

-    P E T       A S P       D O T

-      R           Y           W

-

-No. 4.

-

-Excelsior.

-

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-

-Answer to Enigma on page 134--Handcuff.

-

-       *       *       *       *       *

-

-Correct answers to puzzles have been sent by "Eureka," Annetta D.

-Jackson, Pansy V. R., "I. Scycle," Harold S. Chambers, Florence, Mabel,

-and Annie Knight, Douglas Fay, Alex Ketchum, John B. Todd, Alice Bolton,

-Emma Grace, Fanny and Fleda Cary, Viola, S. T. C.

-

-       *       *       *       *       *

-

-[_For Exchanges, see 2d and 3d pages of cover._]

-

-

-

-

-[Illustration: THE YOUNG GENIUS.]

-

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-

-GAS BALLOONS.

-

-Small gas balloons are made of thin sheet India rubber, or gutta percha,

-or tissue-paper; larger ones are made of oiled silk. Cut gores of the

-material to be used, sufficient in number when fastened together, the

-sides of each gore overlapping the gore fastened to it, to form a globe

-of the desired size, with pear-shaped ends. Join the gores together so

-as to make them completely air-tight. When the heavier materials are

-used, they should be sewn together, and then covered with glue or thin

-varnish. At the lower end of the balloon insert a tube, and tie all the

-narrow tips of the gores firmly round it. Cover all with a solution made

-of India rubber dissolved in naphtha and turpentine, and over the

-balloon place a net bag that has been previously made of the proper size

-and shape.

-

-The gas with which the balloon is to be filled is made in the following

-manner: Put a pound of granulated zinc or iron filings into two quarts

-of water in a stone jar, and add gradually a pint of sulphuric acid.

-Have a tube of glass or metal run through the bung with which the jar is

-corked, and after taking the materials out-of-doors, fill the balloon by

-connecting this tube with the tube already placed at its mouth. When the

-balloon is filled, tie its neck very tightly, and it will rise into the

-air. Common coal gas may be used when it can be obtained. A small car

-made of some light material may be attached to the netting which goes

-over the balloon.

-

-       *       *       *       *       *

-

-A BALLOON ADVENTURE.

-

-An exciting balloon adventure was that of Mr. Pendarves Vivian, an

-English member of Parliament. With two skilled aeronauts he recently

-made an ascent from Southwest London, the start being delayed by

-unfavorable weather until 10 P.M.

-

-They found themselves in a strong current, which in ten minutes had

-placed them over North London, the lights below presenting a fairy scene

-of indescribable beauty. Though over 1000 feet high, street cries were

-distinctly audible. Ascending rapidly to 8000 feet, in an hour they

-found themselves passing at a tremendous rate over a flat country

-suitable for descending, and they resolved to come down. Gas was let

-out, and grappling-irons dropped, when there was a sharp check and

-violent jerks, and suddenly they commenced soaring upward at a frightful

-pace.

-

-The rope of the grappling-irons had broken. The danger of so helpless a

-position, especially at night, was instantly apparent, and shortly

-afterward a renewed descent was made, hoping to run the balloon against

-some branches of trees. When this was done, one got out, and the two,

-relieved of his weight, were carried upward with extreme velocity to a

-height of three miles.

-

-Half stunned by the shock, some time elapsed before the adventurous

-occupants of the balloon again attempted to descend, when, to their

-horror, they heard the roaring of the sea immediately below them.

-Fortunately they landed upon the beach, and not in the water. They were

-eventually rescued unhurt; but Mr. Vivian's experience convinces him

-that ballooning can never be of practical utility as a means of

-travelling.

-

-       *       *       *       *       *

-

-MAGICAL MUSIC.

-

-This is a game in which music is made to take a prominent part. On one

-of the company volunteering to leave the room, some particular article

-agreed upon is hidden. On being recalled, the person, ignorant of the

-hiding-place, must commence a diligent search, taking the piano as his

-guide. The loud tones will mean that he is very near the object of his

-search, and the soft tones that he is far from it. Another method of

-playing the same game is for the person who has been out of the room to

-try to discover on his return what the remainder of the company desire

-him to do. It may be to pick up something from the floor, to take off

-his coat, to look at himself in the glass, or anything else as absurd.

-The only clew afforded him of solving the riddle must be the loud or

-soft tones of the music.

-

-

-

-

-[Illustration: THE BASE-BALL SEASON--THE "HOME RUN."]

-

-

-

-

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+Project Gutenberg's Harper's Young People, June 6, 1882, by Various
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+Title: Harper's Young People, June 6, 1882
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+*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, JUNE ***
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+[Illustration: HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE]
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+       *       *       *       *       *
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+VOL. III.--NO. 136. PUBLISHED BY HARPER & BROTHERS, NEW YORK. PRICE FOUR
+CENTS.
+
+Tuesday, June 6, 1882. Copyright, 1882, by HARPER & BROTHERS. $1.50 per
+Year, in Advance.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+"SCRAP."
+
+BY MRS. JOHN LILLIE.
+
+
+"Come here, boys," said Mary Grey, closing the dining-room door very
+softly, and calling Ben and Lewis to her. Mary was their elder sister.
+She seemed a great deal older than the boys, for Ben was only nine, and
+Lewis six, while Mary was seventeen.
+
+"A dear little brother is upstairs waiting to see you," said Mary. "And
+if you are good boys, nurse says you may hold him for a few moments in
+your arms."
+
+Ben and Lewis began capering about with delight; but they followed Mary
+upstairs, very much impressed by the idea that they had a new member of
+the family to meet--a tiny wee boy, all their own little brother.
+
+In Dr. Grey's house there is a big, sunny, peaceful room fronting an
+old-fashioned garden, and there it was that the little brother lay
+waiting in a pink and white cradle. Ben and Lewis went in very softly.
+They were very much afraid of old Mrs. Newman, the nurse; they were
+afraid the baby would cry; and yet there was in their minds a general
+impression that the new boy in the family would put them out of power.
+But at sight of the baby all such fears vanished. Such a mite of a
+thing! A dear little black head, a pair of bright, blinking eyes,
+doubled-up pink fists, and a dimple in one cheek. It was while the two
+boys stood looking at him for the first time that he was given the name
+which always clung to him in spite of his being christened Philip.
+
+"Oh, Mary," Lewis exclaimed, in a soft tone, "I sha'n't mind _him_--he
+is only a little Scrap!"
+
+I don't know just why it was, but from that hour no one seemed to think
+of calling him anything but "Scrap." Perhaps it was because he had such
+a dear little face that every one wanted to give him a pet name. Perhaps
+it was because he was so slimly built, and was always such a wee thing
+in spite of rosy cheeks and merry ways. But in any case the name clung
+to him.
+
+When his mother died he was only a baby, but she already had called him
+by his nickname, and it was Mary, I think, who passionately declared he
+should know no other.
+
+Ben and Lewis took Scrap in charge immediately. They thought it great
+fun to hold the little big-eyed baby, and feel that he was younger and
+weaker than they. But yet Scrap was a real boy. As soon as he could
+understand any sort of fun, which was very early, they taught him all
+their games, and they made him what they called their "Regiment." Ben
+and Lewis were Colonel and Captain of Scrap; and Scrap himself was well
+enough pleased with his subordinate position. Sometimes they played at
+what they called "Marching against the North Pole," and it was a curious
+thing that they always chose such very hot weather for this particular
+game. They wore blankets, and counterpanes, and old seal-skin caps, and
+they sat on the nursery stairs, covered with rugs, pretending they were
+in sleighs, on their way to the North Pole, while the perspiration
+streamed from their faces. It was usually Ben who, at a given moment,
+impersonated a singular character known as the "Iceberg Man," and who
+upset the whole company. Scrap, weighed down by bedding, generally fell
+asleep during this performance, and I must say that Ben and Lewis rather
+languished toward the end of it; but they never tired of playing at that
+game over and over again, until cold weather came.
+
+Scrap had the measles about this time, and while he lay in bed Ben and
+Lewis occupied themselves writing bulletins of his progress, which were
+pinned to the dining-room door every morning, and were intended to be
+very helpful in their character. Scrap was by no means dangerously ill,
+but his seclusion filled the boys with a sense of horror. One of these
+bulletins ran as follows:
+
+"No chainge for the better. Pulse is lite and he cries a good deal. Mary
+says he's got to be made to keep still."
+
+Another:
+
+"He kicked Mrs. Brown, and called her a cross old thing. Tong is bad and
+he wont kepe the kovers on him. Mary says he is orful to take kare of."
+
+As the disease progressed, the bulletins became still more unpleasantly
+personal. One, written in very black ink, ran as follows:
+
+"He put his Tong out at the doctor, and mary says we are afrade he is
+going to have the mumps and if he does wont there just be a time with
+him."
+
+This "time" came to pass, for mumps set in, and poor little Scrap's
+seclusion left him a very white-faced, tired little person indeed. But
+after a time no more horrible bulletins had to be written about him, for
+all his sweetness of temper returned, and he played at being the
+"Regiment" again with great gayety.
+
+[Illustration: SCRAP AND HIS KITTEN.]
+
+It was about this time that I one day heard a knock at my front door,
+and opening it myself, found Scrap standing very still, his eyes
+twinkling, and his little mouth trying not to smile. He had a wee kitten
+in a basket.
+
+"Well, Scrap!" I exclaimed, "I'm glad to see you, dear. Where did pussy
+come from?"
+
+"I find I don't need her," he said, soberly, coming in and sitting down,
+grave as a little judge. "She's a present for you. Do you think you like
+cats?"
+
+"Not always," I had to answer in truth. "But that looks such a dear
+little thing! Where did you get her, Scrap dear?"
+
+"The ashman gave her to me," said Scrap, with a little anxious frown.
+"As a general fact ashmen don't own kittens, at least so this one said
+they didn't; but he said if we didn't buy her he'd drown her in a bag,
+and I bought her with my penny; but I find I don't need her, and I
+thought you'd like her for a real truly present."
+
+Who could refuse Scrap's offering, even though it entailed watching a
+little kitten that could not crawl?
+
+"She doesn't know how to be sorry for me," he said, as he was leaving,
+having kissed pussy tenderly good-by--"but she is only a baby. I think,"
+he added, looking at me with his earnest little way--"I think the ashman
+is her uncle."
+
+Scrap early developed two talents; one was for running away, the other
+was for composing stories. The stories were most interesting, but the
+running away used to frighten the whole household. Scrap would be
+brought back from these expeditions a most dejected, tired little
+person. One day he wandered all over New York with a German band;
+another time he was found in an old woman's shanty, learning how to feed
+pigs. When he was remonstrated with he would listen very soberly, fixing
+his eyes on Mary's face, and watching her mouth with comical intentness;
+but unfortunately it was impossible to make him appreciate the dangerous
+character of his offenses. One day, after Mary had exhausted all her
+eloquence, and told him of every possible danger, he remarked, calmly:
+
+"That wasn't half as interesting as the last time, Mary. You never told
+me a word about Charlie Ross. Begin with how he was let go out to play."
+Then his little eyes danced, and he added, with his quaint air: "Make it
+just as frightening as you can, and couldn't you put in something about
+bears? Just scare me awfully, and see if it won't do me good."
+
+Soon after this a means of preventing Scrap's vagabondizing occurred.
+Dr. Grey decided to take all the children to Germany, and Mary told
+Scrap he would see far more there than he ever could by running away. So
+the family sailed one summer for Austria. It was when they were on the
+steamer that they discovered Scrap had hidden away in his pocket a tiny
+American flag. Ben and Lewis laughed at him dreadfully, but Scrap was
+not to be put down.
+
+"Now, you boys," he said, with his most dignified air, "suppose they
+should take me for a German, don't you see? I'll just show them my
+'Merikan flag."
+
+This spirit moved little Scrap all the time he was abroad. He resolutely
+refused to mingle with German boys in any purely German sport, lest he
+should lose his position as a "'Merikan" among them. He would say, "I'll
+show you some of our 'Merikan games, if you can learn them."
+
+In the little German town where the boys lived he became a sort of small
+leader, older boys quite giving way before his manly assertion of
+authority. Among others, Scrap played with some young German Princes,
+whose rank in their own country entitled them to rule in all the games.
+This puzzled and bothered Scrap. One day he withdrew from a game, calmly
+remarking: "Perhaps you didn't know--I am a 'Merikan Prince."
+
+After that Scrap's power never was contested. All that winter he went on
+writing his funny little stories, or telling them to the other boys. I
+do not know just whence Scrap's stories came, nor how they were made up,
+but I will quote from one which lies before me.
+
+     "William and Billy were two brothers, and they lived with their
+     father and mother. Their father was named Mr. Holloway. He had been
+     a very rich man, but now he had lost most of his money. He lost it
+     through a chink in the wall. After that he kept his money on ice.
+
+     "'Come,' said William to Billy. 'Let us go down to the brook and
+     fish.'
+
+     "So they went.
+
+     "'Hi-i!' said Billy, 'I've found a penny.'
+
+     "He then found a very large smooth rock to lay it on before they
+     began to fish.
+
+     "They meant to catch a whale, but they tried for little fishes
+     first. William caught one little one, and laid it on the rock.
+     Presently they heard the fish screaming and yelling, and they went
+     to the rock, and saw the penny was gone. They knew the fish had
+     swallowed it, for he kept on screeching so. They took him up and
+     jiggled him by the tail, and the penny dropped out. At last they
+     caught a whale, and carried him home with the little fish. Mr. and
+     Mrs. Holloway thought they would like to go to that same brook and
+     fish. So, early the next morning, they went. They worked all day,
+     and William and Billy had two pieces of pie for dinner all alone.
+     And what do you think? When Mr. and Mrs. Holloway came home they
+     had only caught one skinny, miserable little thing, and William and
+     Billy sat down and roared laughing."
+
+Scrap asked Mary if she thought any one would like to publish this
+story. He said it wasn't truly true, but he had it in his head just as
+if it was true. He said the German boys liked it; but he knew they were
+sorry William and Billy were Americans.
+
+Scrap began a museum about this time, and when you paid a penny and went
+in to see it, you were treated to a tepid drink which he called
+"lemarade," and which made you feel very uncomfortable almost at once.
+Scrap mixed it in a bottle, and kept it under his little pillow, except
+on "museum days." This museum was a source of great joy to the
+round-faced German boys. It contained a variety of articles brought
+from America. One was a piece of horseshoe, which Scrap labelled "An
+American's bone."
+
+He had some old teeth; a broken pistol; an ancient army hat of his
+father's; varieties of buttons; a few dried flowers, labelled, "From
+Central Park, United States of 'Merica"; a piece of marble with which,
+Scrap said, "any one could plant a whole tombstone" (he believed they
+grew); and finally a number of old postage stamps. Quantity seemed to be
+mainly Scrap's object. When, you got tired of looking, the "lemarade"
+'was again handed around.
+
+After a few exhibitions of this valuable collection, it seemed to occur
+to Scrap that the affair needed life and animation. So he instituted a
+dance 'midway in the performance. It was done with great gravity, and
+dear little Scrap's feet were so large that they made every movement
+funny. Somehow, although it was meant as a diversion, that dance was so
+pathetic no one could smile naturally, and Scrap himself seemed to
+consider it a dignified affair.
+
+I am sorry that I can not tell you more about dear little Scrap's
+doings. His active, merry, earnest ways seem to have filled all that
+German winter. He organized all the games of the neighborhood, and was
+the leader in everything. All the time he had certain quiet hours in
+which, dear baby that he was in years, his education went on--his funny
+little education! He wrote and read and spelled, and he did the most
+astonishing little sums.
+
+One snowy March day Scrap fell ill. His longing to see America once more
+grew positively painful. He kept his desk near him, and continued his
+"museum days," always handing around "lemarade" at the usual intervals,
+and promising us new dances when he got well.
+
+The boys used to make a circle around his bed, and it seemed to worry
+them that at times they had been cross or rough with Scrap. Unless he
+was very weak, he would always tell them stories. His little face grew
+very white and wistful-looking, and his voice very tired, and I think if
+any one had had the heart, those museum days would have been interfered
+with, for he entered into the spirit of them so keenly that they left
+him very weary.
+
+At last he gave them up of his own will. He found he could not enjoy
+them; but he kept his little flag close at hand. One afternoon, when it
+was snowing outside, and everything in-doors was very still, and Ben was
+asleep in a chair by the fire, Scrap touched his sister Mary with one
+little feverish hand, and said:
+
+"Molly, isn't it 'Merika yet?"
+
+Mary had tears so thickly in her eyes, she bent her face that Scrap
+might not see them. The dear little face on the pillow was watching hers
+anxiously.
+
+"It will be very soon, my darling."
+
+Scrap moved about restlessly for a moment, tracing a pattern on the wall
+with one little finger. It grew tired so soon. When he turned his face
+again to Mary, he said, with his old quaint air, and jealously holding
+his little flag, "Won't I _always_ be a truly 'Merikan, Molly?"
+
+They re-assured him on this point, and he fell asleep quite comforted.
+The dear little Scrap! He scarcely spoke again. The next day's wintry
+dawn saw him in his last slumber. The little flag he had so treasured as
+the symbol of his native land was held so closely in his fingers that
+they would not move it. His little friends came in to see him for
+good-by, and Mary and Ben and Lewis talked of the day when he had first
+come to them, lying in that pink and white cradle over the sea. Would
+the room look the same ever again? Ben wondered. Lewis talked of how
+Scrap had loved the garden.
+
+When they kissed him for the last time, and laid him to rest, the bit of
+color and the faded stars went with him. His dear little face wore its
+sweetest look. The flag was clasped on his bosom, and winter flowers
+were lying all about him.
+
+
+
+
+WAVE AND SAND.
+
+BY CHARLES BARNARD.
+
+
+I have now told you something, at three different times, about the sea,
+the rocks, and the waves. You remember we looked at these things, and
+tried to learn something of the way in which the winds and waves have
+worked together to carve out the rocks and the dry land. There is
+nothing like seeing a thing for yourself, and those boys and girls who
+live near the eastern shore of the United States, between New York and
+Florida, can easily visit one of the strangest of the strange works done
+by the sea.
+
+Along the whole south side of Long Island, beginning at Montauk, all
+along the Jersey shore, away down past Little Delaware, Maryland, and
+Virginia, Cape Hatteras, and the low sandy shores of the Carolinas and
+Georgia, to the Florida Keys, is a most singular beach, built up by the
+sea. The odd thing about this thousand-mile beach is that it appears
+about to move away. It is continually walking along the coast, up or
+down, or forward and backward, as if restless and tired of staying in
+one place.
+
+At one time it may have great holes cut through it, and at another time
+it creeps along and closes up the gaps, and alters the whole character
+of the country behind it. Its queer habit of creeping along the shore in
+certain places has given such parts the name of travelling beaches.
+Really, I suppose, there are no beaches in the world that do not travel
+about at some time. They are all restless things, and while we may not
+see them move, we feel very sure they can and do travel for miles
+wherever the winds and waves compel them. People who live on these
+travelling beaches try to stop them by building heavy stone walls, or by
+driving rows of piles across them. They do not seem to care much, and in
+some places the sand and rolling pebbles climb over the walls, and
+travel on very much as they please. Coney Island is one of these
+travelling beaches, Rockaway is another, Sandy Hook is part of another.
+
+The only thing that can stop one of these creeping beaches is a river.
+The Hudson River, flowing out of New York Bay, breaks the beach in two
+between the Highlands of Navesink and Long Island. There has been a big
+fight here between the beach and the river. Coney Island has crept out
+like a crooked finger from the east, and Sandy Hook has travelled up for
+several miles from the south. If the river were not the strongest, the
+beaches would creep out from each side and grow right across the great
+bay, and Sandy Hook would touch Coney Island. Then, in place of the wide
+bay open to the sea, there would be a long beach, with the ocean on the
+outside and a fresh-water lake on the inside.
+
+All the rivers that flow east from the mountains in the Eastern States
+below New York Bay have had to fight with this creeping beach before
+they could escape into the sea. In some places the beaches have crept
+right across the streams, and compelled them to turn aside and go
+another way.
+
+[Illustration: NEW JERSEY COAST SOUTH OF SANDY HOOK.]
+
+Here is a map showing one place where long years ago there was a strange
+fight between the creeping beach and two poor little rivers. The place
+is on the New Jersey shore not far from New York. At the bottom of the
+map is a part of the Shrewsbury River. Just north of it is another and
+larger stream called the Navesink. Still farther north are the high
+hills called the Highlands of Navesink. In front of these two streams
+and the hills is a narrow strip of beach, and outside of this is the
+Atlantic Ocean. There is a carriage-road and a railroad on top of the
+beach, and from the car windows you can see the surf breaking on one
+side, and the still waters of the two rivers on the other side. It is so
+narrow that often the sea breaks entirely over it, and in the
+summer-time you can walk from one side to the other in less than two
+minutes. To the north this beach extends to Sandy Hook, and to the south
+it stretches for hundreds of miles, with here and there a break, as at
+the Chesapeake or at the Delaware Capes, far down to Florida.
+Pine-trees grow on it here. Far away to the south the wild palmetto, the
+orange-trees, and the bananas grow along the shore.
+
+The strange thing about the place shown on this map is found just where
+the two rivers meet. A long time ago--so long that no one can tell when
+it may have happened--the rivers ran into the sea just where the beach
+is now. Where the hotels and cottages stand was once deep water. There
+are two ways in which this may have happened: it may have been a storm
+that threw up a bar across the river's mouth, or the creeping beach may
+have slowly pushed its way along and closed it up. It may have been both
+the storm and the creeping sand. At any rate, we may feel pretty sure
+the river was dammed up, and the water, finding no other outlet, turned
+to the north, and burst through into Sandy Hook Bay. It cut a path along
+the front of the hills, and there we find it to-day, a narrow river
+running to the north between the beach and the high-lands. Steam-boats
+pass up the Navesink River this way, and a bridge has been built over
+the stream to the beach. All this, as it is to-day, is shown on the map.
+
+This creeping motion of the beach is very curious. The waves when the
+wind blows from the south or southeast strike the shore obliquely; that
+is, instead of rolling in "broad-side," as the sailors would say, or
+squarely in front, they strike at an angle. One end of the wave strikes
+the bottom first, and the breaking surf seems to run along the beach,
+instead of falling all at once, for some distance. The waves, as you
+have seen, push the sand along before them, and so it happens that these
+southeast waves drive the sand along as well as up the beach. The sand
+slides and rolls toward the right, or north, and the beach is said to
+creep or travel. If there is an opening in the beach, the waves push the
+sand from the south into the opening, and it grows out into the deep
+water just as you saw in the picture of the sand-bar. This beach has
+already crept three miles out into the water, and made Sandy Hook.
+
+One thing is quite certain. There was at one time a deep channel through
+the beach just here. At one time not many years ago a storm broke
+through the beach, and a ship, losing its way, ran in there, and was
+wrecked. Not a trace of the old hull can be found now. The beach long
+ago crept over the place, and to-day the sand makes a solid strip of
+land there, just as we see it.
+
+Look at the map again. Opposite the two rivers, outside the beach, you
+see a curious tongue or spit running out from the shore. This is under
+water, out of sight. The United States Coast Survey sent their boats all
+over this place, and measured the depth. The numbers on the map show the
+depth of the water in feet. Just here it is shallow. A little farther
+north, directly opposite the two rivers, it is much deeper. Again,
+farther along, there are more sandy spits and bars running out under
+water. This shows that at one time there was a deep channel here between
+the two shoals. It is fair to suppose this deep place was the old mouth
+of a river. It is said there are even some old teeth left in it yet, for
+on the southern spit is a buoy that marks a dangerous place called the
+Shrewsbury Rocks. All these things tell us that at one time these two
+rivers ran into the sea where now the beach stands, and that the waves
+and the creeping sand got the best of the rivers, and altered the whole
+face of the country hereabouts. Where once was an inlet and a swift
+river is now a beach and a broad shallow-stream, lined with marshes, and
+slowly filling up with salt grasses and soft mud washed down from the
+red soil of the hills. What will happen next may be quite as strange as
+that which has gone before.
+
+Not long ago I sailed for three days and nights along the coast from New
+York to Savannah. By day we could see from the steamer's deck trees and
+buildings, bath-houses, fishing-houses, and tall light-houses standing
+on the western horizon, as if planted in the water. They were on this
+same low beach that extends for a thousand miles along our coast. Behind
+the beach for nearly all the way there is still water, in lagoons or
+great swamps, in narrow streams ashore, or in great inland seas like
+Albemarle and Pamlico Sounds. At one place in Florida there is a strange
+stream called the Indian River that flows for a hundred miles just
+behind the beach, close to the sea, before it finds a way out into the
+ocean. In many places steamboats pass along the coast for long distances
+behind this sandy fringe that lines the shore. Still more curious is the
+low land behind the beach and the still water. It stretches like a vast
+plain, growing wider and wider toward the south, far down to Florida. It
+is covered with pine-trees, and in some places it is called the
+Pine-Barrens, and at other places the Piny Woods Country.
+
+The waves and the creeping beaches have been at work a long time, just
+as they are at work to-day. There will always be a struggle between the
+rivers at these queer travelling beaches, but which will be the victor
+and what will grow out of it all nobody can tell. It makes no difference
+after all. Some one may have his pretty house torn down by the waves,
+and steamboats may have to change their routes; but the Fatherly
+Goodness that controls these things will do what is best for the sea and
+the land and all His children.
+
+
+
+
+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 X.
+
+THE ACCIDENT.
+
+
+That night Toby and Abner went to the circus grounds with Uncle Daniel
+and Aunt Olive; and when old Ben approached the party, as they were
+nearing the tent, Toby motioned the cripple to come with him, for he
+thought it might be better that the boy should not hear the conversation
+concerning him.
+
+It had been decided by Uncle Daniel that the boys should go to the
+circus grounds that evening, and stay there until it was nearly dark,
+when they were to go home to bed; for he did not believe in having boys
+out after dark, being certain it was better for their health to go to
+bed early.
+
+Toby therefore intended to make this visit simply one of farewell. But
+first he wanted Abner to see a little more of the bustle and confusion
+that had so fascinated him in the afternoon.
+
+To that end the boys walked around the inclosure, listened to the men
+who were loudly crying the wonderful things they had for sale, and all
+the while kept a bright look-out in the hope of seeing some of their
+circus friends.
+
+It was nearly time for the performance to begin when the boys went into
+the skeleton's tent, and said good-by to the thin man and his fat wife.
+
+Then Toby, anxious to run around to the dressing-rooms to speak with
+Ella, and not daring to take Abner with him, said to the boy:
+
+"Now you wait here for a minute, and I'll be right back."
+
+Abner was perfectly contented to wait; it seemed to him that he would
+have been willing to stay there all night, provided the excitement
+should continue, and as he leaned against one of the tent ropes, he
+gazed around him in perfect delight.
+
+Toby found Ella without much difficulty; but both she and her mother had
+so much to say that it was some time before he could leave them to go in
+search of Ben.
+
+The old driver was curled up on his wagon, taking "forty winks," as he
+called a nap, before starting on the road again.
+
+When Toby awakened him he explained that he would not have taken the
+liberty if it had not been for the purpose of saying good-by, and Ben
+replied, good-naturedly:
+
+"That's all right, Toby; I should only have been angry with you if you
+had let me sleep. I've fixed it with your uncle about that little
+cripple; and now, when I get pitched off and killed some of these dark
+nights, there'll be one what'll be sorry I'm gone. Be a good boy, Toby;
+don't ever do anything you'd be afraid to tell your uncle Dan'l of, and
+next year I'll see you again."
+
+Toby wanted to say something; but the old driver had spoken his
+farewell, and was evidently determined neither to say nor to hear
+anything more, for he crawled up on the box of the wagon again, and
+appeared to fall asleep instantly.
+
+Toby stood looking at him a moment, as if trying to make out whether
+this sudden sleep was real, or only feigned in order to prevent the
+parting from being a sad one; and then he said, as he started toward the
+door:
+
+"Well, I thank you over and over again for Mr. Stubbs's brother, even if
+you have gone to sleep." Then he went to meet Abner.
+
+When he reached the place where he had left his friend, to his great
+surprise he could see nothing of him. There was no possibility that he
+could have made any mistake as to the place, for he had left him
+standing just behind the skeleton's tent.
+
+Toby ran quickly around the inclosure, asked some of the attendants in
+the dressing-room if they had seen a boy on crutches, and then he went
+into Mr. Treat's tent. But he could neither hear nor see anything of
+Abner, whose complete disappearance was, to say the least, very strange.
+
+Toby was completely bewildered by this event, and for some minutes he
+stood looking at the place where he had left his friend, as if he
+thought that his eyes must have deceived him, and that the boy was still
+there.
+
+There were but few persons around the outside of the tent, those who had
+money enough to pay for their admission having gone in, and those who
+were penniless having gone home, so that Toby did not find many of whom
+to make inquiries. The people belonging to the circus were busily
+engaged in making ready for the night's journey, and a number had
+gathered around one of the wagons a short distance away. But Toby
+thought it useless to ask them for tidings of his missing friend, for
+he knew by experience how busy every one connected with the circus was
+at that hour.
+
+After he had stood for some time looking helplessly at the tent rope
+against which he had seen Abner leaning, he went into the tent again for
+the purpose of getting Uncle Daniel to help him in the search. As he was
+passing the monkey wagon, however, he saw old Ben--whom he had left
+apparently in a heavy sleep--examining his wagon to make sure that
+everything was right, and to him he told the story of Abner's strange
+disappearance.
+
+"I guess he's gone off with some of the other fellows," said Ben,
+thinking the matter of but little importance, but yet going out of the
+tent with Toby as he spoke. "Boys are just like eels, an' you never know
+where to find 'em after you once let 'em slip through your fingers."
+
+"But Abner promised me he'd stay right here," said Toby.
+
+"Well, some other fellows came along, an' he promised to go with them, I
+s'pose."
+
+"But I don't believe Abner would; he'd keep his promise after he made
+it."
+
+While they were talking they had gone out of the tent, and Ben started
+at once toward the crowd around the wagon, for he knew there was no
+reason why so many men should be there when they had work to do
+elsewhere.
+
+"Did you go over there to see what was up?" asked the old driver.
+
+"No; I thought they were getting ready to start, an' I could see Abner
+wasn't there."
+
+"Something's the matter," muttered the old man, as he quickened his
+pace, and Toby, alarmed by the look on his friend's face, hurried on,
+hardly daring to breathe.
+
+One look into the wagon around which the men were gathered was
+sufficient to show why it was that Abner had not remained by the tent as
+he had promised, for he lay in the bottom of the cart, to all
+appearances dead, while two of the party were examining him to learn the
+extent of his injuries.
+
+[Illustration: "'WHAT IS THE MATTER? HOW DID THIS BOY GET HURT?' ASKED
+BEN."]
+
+"What is the matter? How did this boy get hurt?" asked Ben, sternly, as
+he leaped upon the wagon, and laid his hand over the injured boy's
+heart.
+
+"He was standing there close by the guy ropes when we were getting ready
+to let the canvas down. One of the side poles fell and struck him on the
+head, or shoulder, I don't know which," replied a man.
+
+"It struck him here on the back of the neck," said one of those who were
+examining the boy, as he turned him half over to expose an ugly-looking
+wound around which the blood was rapidly settling. "It's a wonder it
+didn't kill him."
+
+"He ain't dead, is he?" asked Toby, piteously, as he climbed up on one
+of the wheels, and looked over in a frightened way at the little
+deformed body that lay so still and lifeless.
+
+"No, he ain't dead," said Ben, who had detected a faint pulsation of the
+heart; "but why didn't some of you send for a doctor when it first
+happened?"
+
+"We did," replied one of the men. "Some of the village boys were here,
+and we started them right off."
+
+Almost as the man spoke, Dr. Abbott, one of the physicians of the town,
+drove up, and made his way through the crowd.
+
+Toby, too much alarmed to speak, watched the doctor's every movement as
+he made an examination of the wounded boy, and listened to the accounts
+the men gave of the way in which the accident had happened.
+
+"His injuries are not necessarily fatal, but they are very dangerous. He
+lives at the poor-farm, and should be taken there at once," said the
+doctor, after he had made a slight and almost careless examination.
+
+Toby was anxious that the poor boy should be taken to his home rather
+than to the comfortless place the doctor had proposed; but he did not
+dare make the suggestion before asking Uncle Daniel's consent to it. He
+was about to ask them not to move Abner until he could find his uncle,
+when Ben whispered something to the doctor that caused him to look at
+the old stage-driver in surprise.
+
+"I'll ask Uncle Dan'l to take him home with us," said Toby, as he
+slipped down from his high perch, and started toward the tent.
+
+"I'll take care of that," said Ben, as he went toward the tent with him.
+"I had just fixed it with your uncle so's he'd take Abner from the
+poor-farm an' board him, an' now there's all the more reason why he
+should do it. You go back an' stay with Abner, an' I'll bring your uncle
+Dan'l out."
+
+Then Toby went back to the wagon, where the poor little cripple still
+lay as one dead, while the blood flowed in a tiny stream from one of his
+arms, where the physician had opened a vein.
+
+Not understanding the reason for this blood-letting, and supposing that
+the crimson now was due to the injuries Abner had received, Toby cried
+out in fear; but one of the men explained the case to him, and then he
+waited as patiently as possible for the driver's return.
+
+Both Uncle Daniel and Aunt Olive came out with Ben, and within a very
+few moments Abner was being carried to the farm-house, in the same wagon
+that had taken him there before in company with the skeleton and his
+party for that famous dinner.
+
+It frightened Toby still more to see the unconscious boy carried into
+the house by Ben and the doctor as though he were already dead; and when
+Aunt Olive led them into the best room, where no one had slept since
+Uncle Daniel's sister died, it seemed as if every one believed Abner
+could not live, or they would not have carried him there.
+
+Toby hardly knew when Ben went away, or whether he said anything before
+he left, or, in fact, anything else, so sad and confused was he. He did
+not even think about Mr. Stubbs's brother, but remained in one corner of
+the room, almost hidden by one of the flowing chintz curtains, until
+Uncle Daniel heard him sobbing, and came and led him away.
+
+"There is good reason to hope Abner will recover," said the old man, as
+he stroked Toby's hair; "but he is in the keeping of the One who never
+errs, and whatsoever He does is good."
+
+Then Uncle Daniel actually kissed the boy, as he told him to go to bed
+and go to sleep. Toby went to bed as he was commanded, though it seemed
+impossible he should sleep while Abner might be dying.
+
+[TO BE CONTINUED.]
+
+
+
+
+THE BOYHOOD OF WILLIAM CHAMBERS.
+
+
+Boys and girls who can buy HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE every week for four
+cents, and other periodicals and books almost as cheap, can have very
+little notion of the difficulty that little folk had seventy or eighty
+years ago in getting something to read. It was only fifty years ago,
+indeed, that the first efforts were made to supply cheap, instructive,
+and entertaining literature, and one of the men who made those efforts
+is still living in Scotland. Mr. William Chambers, who is now eighty-two
+years of age, has lately published a little account of his life, and
+what he has to tell of his boyhood and youth is very interesting.
+
+His father was unfortunate in business, and became so poor that young
+Chambers had to begin making his own way very early in life. He had
+little schooling--only six pounds' (thirty dollars) worth in all, he
+tells us--and as there were no juvenile books or periodicals in those
+days, and no books of any other kind, except costly ones, it was hard
+for him to do much in the way of educating himself. But William
+Chambers meant to learn all that he could, and that determination
+counted for a good deal. There was a small circulating library in his
+native town, and he began by reading each volume straight through,
+without skipping one. Then he got hold of a copy of the _Encyclopędia
+Britannica_, which most boys would regard as very dry reading. He read
+it carefully. When that was done, young Chambers was really pretty well
+educated, although he did not know it.
+
+About this time the boy had to go to work for his living. He became an
+apprentice to a bookseller in Edinburgh. His wages were only four
+shillings (about a dollar) a week, and on that small sum he had to
+support himself, paying for food, lodging, clothes, and everything else,
+for five years. "It was a hard but somewhat droll scrimmage with
+semi-starvation," he says; for after paying for his lodgings and
+clothes, he had only about seven cents a day with which to buy his food.
+
+In the summer he jumped out of bed at five o'clock every morning, and
+spent the time before the hour for beginning business in reading and
+making electrical experiments. He studied French in that way too, and on
+Sundays carried a French Testament to church, and read in French what
+the minister read in English.
+
+Winter came on, and the poor lad was puzzled. It was not only cold, but
+entirely dark at five o'clock in the morning during the winter months,
+and William, who had only seven cents a day to buy food with, could not
+afford either a fire or a candle to read by. There was no other time of
+day, however, that he could call his own, and so it seemed that he must
+give up his reading altogether, which was a great grief to the ambitious
+lad.
+
+Just then a piece of good luck befell him. He happened to know what is
+called a "sandwich man"--that is to say, a man who walks about with
+signs hanging behind and before him. One day this man made him a
+proposition. The sandwich man knew a baker who, with his two sons,
+carried on a small business in a cellar. The baker was fond of reading,
+but had no time for it, and as he and his sons had to bake their bread
+early in the morning, he proposed, through the sandwich man, to employ
+William Chambers as reader. His plan was that Chambers should go to the
+cellar bakery every morning at five o'clock, and read to the bakers, and
+for this service he promised to give the boy one hot roll each morning.
+Here was double good fortune. It enabled Chambers to go on with his
+reading by the baker's light and fire, and it secured for him a
+sufficient breakfast without cost.
+
+He accepted the proposition at once, and for two and a half hours every
+morning he sat on a flour sack in the cellar, and read to the bakers by
+the light of a penny candle stuck in a bottle.
+
+Out of his small wages it was impossible for the boy to save anything,
+and so when the five years of his apprenticeship ended, he had only five
+shillings in the world. Yet he determined to begin business at once on
+his own account. Getting credit for ten pounds' worth of books, he
+opened a little stall, and thus began what has since grown to be a great
+publishing business.
+
+He had a good deal of unoccupied time at his stall, and "in order to
+pick up a few shillings," as he says, he began to write out neat copies
+of poems for albums. Finding sale for these, he determined to enlarge
+that part of his business by printing the poems. For that purpose he
+bought a small and very "squeaky" press and a font of worn type which
+had been used for twenty years. He had to teach himself how to set the
+type, and as his press would print only half a sheet at a time, it was
+very slow work; but he persevered, and gradually built up a little
+printing business in connection with his bookselling. After a while he
+published an edition of Burns's poems, setting the type, printing the
+pages, and binding the books with his own hands, and clearing eight
+pounds by the work.
+
+Chambers wrote a good deal at that time, and his brother Robert wrote
+still more, so that they were at once authors, printers, publishers, and
+booksellers, but all in a very small way. After ten years of this work,
+William Chambers determined to publish a cheap weekly periodical, to be
+filled with entertaining and instructive matters, designed especially
+for the people who could not afford to buy expensive books and
+periodicals. Robert refused to join in this scheme, and so for a time
+the whole work and risk fell upon William. His friends all agreed in
+thinking that ruin would be the result, but William Chambers thought he
+knew what the people wanted, and hence he went on.
+
+The result soon justified his expectations. The first number was
+published on the 4th of February, 1832. Thirty thousand copies were sold
+in a few days, and three weeks later the sale rose to fifty thousand
+copies a week.
+
+
+
+
+THE CHILDREN'S DAY.
+
+
+The children of the city of Brooklyn, Long Island, are fortunate in
+having a day of their own when they have the right of way. The schools,
+public and private, are closed, and some of the finest streets are given
+up to the little folk on the day of the annual Sunday-school parade.
+
+For weeks before May 24 bright eyes were wide with pleasure whenever the
+"Anniversary" was mentioned. In the various schools special songs were
+practiced, and mothers, whether rich or poor, were very busy at home in
+making the pretty dresses and suits which were to be worn on the
+occasion. At last the time drew near.
+
+Then the little hearts had only one anxiety--the weather. Would it rain?
+Would it be clear? Oh, how many little people spelled slowly through the
+newspaper reports the day before, and lisped their opinions about the
+probabilities! The joy was great when the sun rose on Wednesday, and the
+sky was as blue and soft as if it had just been swept free of cloudy
+cobwebs on purpose for the Brooklyn procession.
+
+At 11 A.M. the City Hall bell pealed out grandly, and its tones were
+answered by church bells all over the city. There was a perfect chorus
+of chimes.
+
+Noon had scarcely struck when the pavements were thronged with boys and
+girls hastening to their several schools. There the exercises consisted
+of addresses and music. As soon as these were ended, the parade began.
+There were 60,000 children in movement at once through the beautiful
+tree-shaded avenues: 112 Sunday-schools took part, arranged in seven
+divisions. They marched, with banners flying, to the music of military
+bands, which played their most triumphant strains. Mottoes, emblems,
+flowers, white dresses, rainbow ribbons, floating curls, and cheerful
+faces altogether made a pageant which it did tired people good to see.
+Twenty-three schools formed the Prospect Park division.
+
+The Park itself had been dressed by nature in the brightest of green and
+the loveliest of early-blooming shrubs. The long meadow with its velvet
+sward was staked off for the children's evolutions, and protected from
+the crowd by genial policemen. On the grand stand sat his Honor the
+Mayor, and with him were a number of clergymen, and persons of official
+dignity.
+
+Brooklyn has been called the City of Churches. She might be styled the
+City of the Innocents, so many lovely little ones does she gather every
+year at her wonderful May Anniversary.
+
+When the march was ended, the scholars returned to their places of
+meeting, where they were feasted on cake and ice-cream before going to
+their homes.
+
+No doubt some of them were a little weary, but not too much so to
+prevent their sleeping sweetly after their happy day.
+
+[Illustration: THE CHILDREN'S DAY--FIFTY-THIRD ANNIVERSARY OF THE
+BROOKLYN SUNDAY-SCHOOL UNION.]
+
+
+
+
+HOW DOLLY BEAT THE HUNTERS.
+
+BY PROFESSOR FRED MYRON COLBY.
+
+
+"Charley, it's time to go after the cows," said Farmer Goodwin to his
+oldest boy, one summer day, near evening.
+
+"I'm off, father," replied Charley, a bright little fellow of eleven,
+and whistling to Tiger, a large brindled mastiff, he was soon marching
+toward the pasture with the dog at his heels.
+
+This was ninety years ago very nearly, and the place was near the
+historic mountain of Kearsarge, in central New Hampshire. Moses Goodwin
+was one of the early settlers of that region, and his cabin stood far up
+the cleared slope of the mountain, on a fertile ridge of land, where the
+fields of corn were ripening for the harvest.
+
+The sides of the mountain were covered with thick forests, even as they
+are to-day, affording excellent haunts for the wild animals of the
+latitude. The bark of the wolf, the screech of the cougar, and the growl
+of the bear were well-known sounds to most of the early settlers.
+Indeed, it was no uncommon thing for the families of the pioneers to be
+awakened at night by the fierce chorus of wild beasts around their
+cabins.
+
+There were large State bounties on all of these animals, and after a few
+years their numbers began to diminish. At the time of our story it was
+very seldom that a bear or a panther was seen about the settlement. If
+now and then a farmer lost a fine sheep or a favorite calf, it was no
+more than was expected. Farmer Goodwin had himself lost that very autumn
+a valuable young heifer, which was supposed to have been carried off by
+a bear. None of the other settlers had lost any of their stock, and it
+was supposed that the animal had left the neighborhood.
+
+Charley was gone longer than usual after the cows on the evening in
+question. His parents began to feel uneasy at his protracted absence.
+
+"It's time he should be here," said the farmer. "The stock must have
+wandered farther than usual."
+
+"I am afraid something has happened to him," observed Mrs. Goodwin, her
+fair face growing a shade paler at the thought of her boy's danger.
+"Perhaps he's met a bear or a panther."
+
+"There he is now, all right, I guess," exclaimed the husband, as he
+heard the cattle going into the barn. "I'll go out and help him turn
+them in."
+
+As he opened the door, in rushed Tiger, uttering fearful moans, and
+shaking like an aspen leaf. The mastiff was in a terrible condition. His
+brindled hide was all covered with blood, and there were torn places and
+gaping wounds on his neck and shoulders, showing conclusively that he
+had been engaged in a fight with some powerful animal. Mrs. Goodwin sat
+down, white and faint, in a chair.
+
+"Charley is dead. I know he is. The beast has killed my boy. Oh, what
+shall I do?" she sobbed, half frantic in her grief.
+
+"Be calm, mother," said the settler. "I don't believe it's as bad as
+that. The creature attacked the dog. Perhaps Charley is hiding
+somewhere. I'll get Neighbor Savary to go with me, and we'll see if he
+can't be found."
+
+He lit a candle and placed it in an old tin lantern, and went to the
+house of his next-door neighbor. Together the two men followed the path
+to the pasture, and searched that inclosure all over; but they were
+unable to find any trace of the boy.
+
+Once or twice they stopped and called his name, but there was no answer.
+As they were passing through the thick underbrush by the banks of the
+brook, a fierce scream stayed their steps. There was the sound of a
+large body tearing through the shrubbery, and by the light of their
+lantern they saw the fierce beast spring up into a tree and begin
+tearing the bark with its claws.
+
+"It's a painter, sure enough," said Goodwin's neighbor. "We'd better
+start for the house, seeing as how we ain't armed."
+
+"And must I go home without my boy? How can I? It will kill my poor
+wife."
+
+"It's the only thing left us. There, the painter's going away. It's
+useless to stand here any longer."
+
+The beast was heard moving off; and they turned sadly toward home.
+
+On the following morning a large company of men and boys, neighboring
+settlers, were gathered with their dogs and guns around Goodwin's cabin
+door. The news of Charley's disappearance and of a panther in the
+neighborhood had spread like wildfire through the settlement. It was
+determined to hunt the monster to the death.
+
+The excited party started at once, dividing into two companies, each
+under an experienced hunter. It was thought by this method that the
+panther would have fewer chances of escaping, and be brought to bay with
+more dispatch than if the hunters marched all in one body.
+
+Far up on the mountain the hounds took the scent and dashed away,
+followed by the hunters. But away to the left, on another ridge of the
+mountains, was heard the bay of the pack belonging to the other
+division. Still the enthusiasm of the settlers was not cooled. At noon
+the two parties met on the other side of the mountain. A light lunch was
+eaten, and then they started on the homeward track. Nothing had been
+seen of the panther.
+
+On the Warner side of the mountain, late in the afternoon, the hounds of
+one of the parties made a great outcry. It was in a swamp, not far from
+the Goodwin pasture. The men hurried to the spot, jumping stones and
+bushes and the trunks of fallen trees in their haste. They met the dogs
+coming back. Two of them had bloody muzzles, and bore hideous wounds on
+their bodies.
+
+"The dogs have had hold of something, and something has had hold of
+them," said one of the men, quaintly. "It's a painter's work; I know the
+marks of their claws."
+
+The hunters went through the swamp cautiously. The dogs would not go
+back again. No trace of the panther was found. Disappointed and weary,
+they proceeded down the mountain toward the settlement.
+
+"What is that?" asked one of the men, suddenly.
+
+A sound like that of some one shouting was plainly heard. They all
+stopped to listen. The shout was repeated, and was not far off.
+
+"It's my boy! It's Charley's voice!" cried Goodwin. "He must be alive,"
+and he rushed in the direction of the sound.
+
+At the foot of the hill before spoken of, in Goodwin's pasture, there
+was a large ledge of rocks. Toward that the party hastened.
+
+"Charley! Charley! where are you?" shouted the pioneer.
+
+"Here I am," replied the little fellow--"down here in the rock. I can't
+get up."
+
+Several of the party had already mounted the ledge, and they now saw
+what was the matter. There was a crevice or crack running through the
+rock from top to bottom, all the way from a foot to a foot and a half in
+width. Into this fissure the boy had fallen, and as the sides were steep
+and smooth, he could not possibly climb out. A hazel withe was cut, and
+one end given him, and he was speedily drawn to the surface.
+
+"How came you in there, Charley?" asked his father.
+
+"I fell in," answered the boy. "I was out there under that maple when
+the panther jumped on to Tige. I ran to the top of this rock, and
+stumbling, fell down in there. The panther came several times and tried
+to reach me, but he couldn't. Oh, I'm so tired and hungry!"
+
+"We'll be at home soon," said his father. "Your mother will be looking
+for you."
+
+They hastened toward the cabin with eager footsteps, and soon met the
+other party, who were returning from a fruitless search for boy or
+panther. Just then the report of a gun was heard at the settlement.
+
+"What does that mean?" asked a brawny pioneer.
+
+"I don't know," answered Goodwin. "Something must be the matter."
+
+The party hastened their steps to a run.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+At the close of the long afternoon, Dolly Goodwin, a girl of about
+sixteen, had gone out to do the milking. The cows had not been turned to
+pasture that day, but had been kept in an inclosure near the barn, shut
+in by a stone wall eight feet high.
+
+Her mother had objected to Dolly's doing this. "Father will be at home
+soon," she said, "and there will be time enough then."
+
+But Dolly, who was a busy little body, insisted. "If you are afraid for
+me, I will take my gun. You won't have to worry then. The cows really
+ought to be milked, for it's almost dark. Besides, Brindle and Loo like
+me."
+
+The girl took down a small, pretty musket from its place over the deer
+antlers; it was her own, purchased the year before from her own savings.
+
+The yard seemed a safe, cozy place, and Dolly felt like smiling at her
+mother's fears as she sat down on a stool and began milking one of the
+gentle, mild-eyed animals that were complacently chewing their cuds. She
+had one of the pails about filled, when there was a sudden disturbance
+among the horned inmates of the inclosure.
+
+Dolly rose to her feet and gazed around, grasping her musket in both
+hands. We can see how she looked--a thin slip of a girl, with bare feet
+and ankles, a gown of linsey-woolsey, her gingham bonnet thrown back
+from her curls, and hanging to her neck by its fastened strings. The red
+in her cheeks and the flash in her eye made her look very charming.
+
+Her quick eye soon caught a glance of a lithe, cat-like animal creeping
+stealthily along the high stone wall. Its glaring eyes, the long
+undulating tail, and the tawny-colored hide told well enough the
+character of the intruder. She knew it was a panther.
+
+Dolly's heart rose into her throat, and for a moment, as she said
+afterward, she thought she should run as poor Brindle had done. But she
+was a pioneer girl, strong and healthy, and her nerves were soon under
+control. She raised her weapon to her shoulder, and levelled it full at
+the tawny breast of the crouching panther.
+
+Her aim was taken instantly. She saw the greenish eyes glitter, and the
+long tail lash the wall excitedly. The next moment the savage beast
+sprang toward her. At the same moment her finger pressed the trigger.
+
+She knew no more until she heard the baying of hounds and the loud cries
+of the returning hunters. Her father opened the heavy wooden gate, and
+came in where she was leaning half faint against the wall.
+
+"I am all right now, father," said Dolly, in reply to his anxious
+interrogation, "but I was kind of sick like a while ago."
+
+She still looked very pale.
+
+"The girl has beat the hull of us!" cried a rough pioneer. "It's the
+very beast we were arter. See, there's the marks of the hounds' teeth.
+Well, it's saved us a journey to-morrow; that's a comfort. But you beat
+the dickens, Dolly, you do."
+
+They all crowded around, offering congratulations, and for weeks
+afterward her exploit was the talk of the neighborhood.
+
+The panther proved on measurement to be one of the largest of its kind;
+lacking only an inch of being seven feet in length, including its tail.
+The State bounty was forty dollars. This sum, with what she realized
+from its skin, made Dolly quite a rich young lady for those times.
+
+
+
+
+ROBIN GOODFELLOW.
+
+BY ELLA RODMAN CHURCH.
+
+
+"Once upon a time, a great while agoe," begins a strange fairy tale that
+was written in the days of bad spelling, "there was wont to walke many
+harmlesse spirits called fayries, dancing in brave order in fayry rings
+on greene hills with sweete musicke (sometimes invisible), in divers
+shapes; and many mad prankes would they play."
+
+It was at this time that a mischievous imp, named Robin Goodfellow, who
+was half fairy and half human being, was going about from place to
+place, sometimes doing good-natured things, but often bent only on
+mischief.
+
+All sorts of queer stories were told of him; and when anything happened
+that people couldn't understand, they were sure to say, "It's some trick
+of Robin Goodfellow's." When he was only six years old, the neighbors
+complained of him to his mother for tormenting their very lives out
+whenever her back was turned. Finally he was threatened with a whipping,
+and to escape this punishment Robin ran away.
+
+After travelling a long distance from home he met a tailor, who engaged
+him as an apprentice. For a time he behaved himself very well. But
+finally his love of mischief got the better of him, and he was at his
+old tricks again.
+
+One day his master had a gown to make for a woman, and it must be
+finished that night; they both sat up late to work on it, and by twelve
+o'clock it was finished all but putting in the sleeves. The tailor was
+very sleepy, and said that he would go to bed. He told Robin to "whip on
+the sleeves," and then follow him. Robin said that he would, and as soon
+as his master had disappeared, he hung up the gown and whipped it most
+severely with the sleeves.
+
+When the tailor came down in the morning, he found him still busy at
+this work, and asked him what he was doing.
+
+"What you bade me," was the reply--"whipping on the sleeves."
+
+"You rogue!" exclaimed his master: "I meant that you should have set
+them on quickly and slightly."
+
+"I wish you had said so," rejoined Robin, "for then I need not have lost
+all this sleep."
+
+The tailor was obliged to finish the work himself; but before he could
+get through, the woman came for her gown, and scolded because it was not
+ready. Hoping to soften her wrath by offering her some refreshment,
+Robin's master told him to bring the remnants they left yesterday. The
+tailor had reference to some cold meat; but the mischievous apprentice
+brought down the remnants of cloth left of the gown, which the tailor
+had intended to keep. The man turned pale; but the woman declared that
+she liked this breakfast better than the other, and sent Robin to get
+some wine. He never came back.
+
+One day Robin had made a long journey, when he became so tired that he
+sat down by the road and fell asleep. Here he had a wonderful dream, in
+which troops of fairies danced about him to the sound of sweet music.
+Among them was King Oberon, who laid a scroll beside him, which was
+there when he awoke. On the scroll it was written that he was the Fairy
+King's son, that every wish of his should be granted, that he should
+have the power of turning himself into any shape he pleased, and that
+one day he should be taken to Fairy-land--on condition that he played
+tricks only on those who deserved them:
+
+  "But love then those that honest be,
+  And help them in necessity.
+  Doe thus, and all the world shall know
+  The pranks of Robin Goodfellow."
+
+On reading this document, Robin was much delighted, and began at once to
+try his power. As he was tired, he wished himself a horse, and found
+himself leaping and curvetting as nimbly as though he had just come out
+of the best of stables. Then he tried being a dog, then a tree, and at
+last he was quite satisfied that he could do or be anything he pleased.
+
+After this his pranks were worse than ever, but he obeyed his father's
+instructions, and harmed only vicious and idle and cross-grained people.
+
+One day in crossing a field he met a rude fellow, to whom he said:
+"Friend, what is a clock?"--the style then of asking the time.
+
+But the other chose to reply, churlishly, "I owe thee not so much
+service, but because thou shalt think thyself beholden to me, know that
+it is the same time of the day as it was yesterday at this time."
+
+Then Robin resolved to amuse himself with this man, who was going
+further on to catch a horse that was at grass; and he turned himself
+into a bird to watch him. The horse was wild, and ran away over hedge
+and ditch, and the man after him as well, as he could. Presently Robin
+thought of taking the shape of the horse, and came near enough to let
+the churl get on his back. Then he stumbled, and hurled his rider to the
+ground. Robin allowed him to mount again, but only to throw him off in
+the middle of a large pond. Then, in the shape of a fish, he swam
+ashore, and laughed maliciously, "Ho, ho, hoh," leaving the poor man
+half drowned. It is to be hoped that this lesson in manners did the
+clown good.
+
+Robin had more amiable moments; and often at night he would visit
+farmers' houses and help the maids to break hemp, to bolt, to dress
+flax, to spin, and do other work, for he was "excellent in everything."
+
+Night was his favorite time for jokes, and he would sometimes walk
+abroad with a broom on his shoulder, and cry, "Chimney-sweep!" But when
+any one called him, he ran away laughing, "Ho, ho, hoh." Sometimes he
+would pretend to be a beggar in distress, and beg most pitifully; but
+when they came to give him alms, he would cheat them in the same way.
+Then again he would sing at a door after the fashion of wandering
+minstrels, and when people came to pay him, there was nothing left of
+his song but "Ho, ho, hoh."
+
+King Oberon sometimes called his son to Fairy-land on nightly visits. He
+was summoned, to dance in the fairies' ring, by a shrill, sweet pipe,
+blown by little Tom Thumb, the order having been given,
+
+  "Whene'er you heare my piper blow,
+  From thy bed see thou goe."
+
+At last he was taken to dwell there altogether, and the world was rid of
+the pranks of Robin Goodfellow.
+
+
+
+
+A KETTLE-HOLDER.
+
+BY MRS. T. W. DEWING.
+
+
+Kettle-holders are things that must be in every household, and there is
+nothing that ingenious little fingers can spend their time upon to a
+better advantage in the days when they are too young to undertake more
+elaborate and difficult fancy-work. Here is a design that can be easily
+worked, and will be sure to please mamma if it is only carefully put
+together, and all the stitches neatly taken.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+Cut the four leaves of the clover, from grayish-green cloth or flannel,
+and baste them on a ground of pink cloth, as shown in the design. Sew
+them fast with a fine button-hole stitch. Make the ribs of the leaves,
+the stem, the little white triangular-shaped marking in the centre of
+the upper edge of the leaf, and the white crescent on the lower part of
+the leaf, also the four little white stems that join the four leaves
+together, in chain stitch of white saddler's silk.
+
+Let the border be of pink silk several shades paler than the pink
+ground. Sew it to the main part by over-handing it neatly on the wrong
+side. Work the horseshoes in the corners in chain stitch with gray
+saddler's silk. Represent the nails by gold beads, which must be tightly
+sewed on. Line the back with green flannel, turning in the edges, and
+hemming it very neatly. The lining at the back should always be a
+little--a very little--smaller and tighter than the front, or, as the
+holder is constantly bent, the lining becomes loose and baggy.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE PRISONER AT THE BAR.
+
+
+  "Stand up at the bar," cried the Justice severe.
+  "And what you can say I will patiently hear;
+  But you have been brought here so often before
+  That I fear it will be the old story once more.
+
+  "Stop! You needn't repeat that you couldn't find work.
+  For I know you quite well for a tramp and a shirk;
+  You sneak round the farm-houses begging for bread,
+  And will rob even those by whose hands you are fed.
+
+  "For a stout hearty fellow like you it's a shame
+  To take the alms due to the sick or the lame;
+  But to steal from the kind ones who pity your case,
+  I must punish severely a meanness so base."
+
+  "Well, your Honor, I've nothing to say, for I see
+  That nothing will change your opinion of me;
+  I suppose you will tell me, as often before,
+  That I must be sent to the tread-mill once more."
+
+  "You take the words out of my mouth," said the Judge;
+  "You are sentenced a month on the tread-mill to trudge;
+  And when your tramp's over, perhaps you will feel
+  That it's better to work at the plough than the wheel.
+
+  "For good honest labor will bring its reward,
+  While the way of the idle and vicious is hard;
+  And 'tis better in youth to this precept to hold
+  Than have to confess it when hardened and old."
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: OUR POST-OFFICE BOX.]
+
+
+I wonder if all the young people are as glad as I am that June has come
+again? You know the poet says:
+
+  "What is so rare as a day in June?
+    Then, if ever, come perfect days.
+  When heaven tries the earth if it be in tune,
+    And softly above it her warm ear lays."
+
+Some of you are studying hard in these bright hours, so that you may be
+ready for examination. I hope you have been so faithful all the term
+that you will not need what some students call cramming to make you
+successful now. Others of my boys and girls are busy with their roses
+and honeysuckles. My thanks to the dear little hands that have gathered
+wild flowers for me.
+
+You must tell us about your summer pleasures, children, and if anybody
+meets with an adventure, remember that Our Post-office Box would like to
+hear about it.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  NEW YORK CITY.
+
+     I am a little girl nearly seven years old. We have no live pets in
+     the city, but my little sister Anna and I have fourteen dolls. I am
+     thankful to say they are very healthy; none of them have had the
+     mumps or _cook_ing-cough, as my little sister calls it. In the
+     summer we all go to Long Island. There we have a pony, two cows,
+     one calf, two cats, a kitten, and some chickens. We have great fun
+     bathing. I am writing this myself, and if you think it is nice
+     enough to print, I shall be the proudest little girl in New York
+     city.
+
+  HELEN B.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  HENRY COUNTY, VIRGINIA.
+
+     I've been a reader of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE quite two years, but
+     have seen no letter as yet from here, therefore I'll write at least
+     one from this mountainous part of the State. My country home is in
+     sight of the Blue Ridge, and one can get a distinct, grand view of
+     some of its peaks a mile from our home. No one of your little girl
+     subscribers enjoys the Post-office Box more than myself. In fact,
+     both big and little folks here appreciate and read most of Harper's
+     publications. I wish everybody who lives in low flat countries
+     could at least visit our mountains, and our State's
+     greatest, curiosity, the Natural Bridge, in Rockbridge County; it is
+     worth a trip to Virginia just to see that wonderful work of nature.
+     But I must not write too long a letter, for fear you'll not find
+     space to publish it; so I'll close by stating that I'm the youngest
+     of twelve children. With best wishes for our dear kind
+     Postmistress,
+
+  MAGGIE S.
+
+The Postmistress returns heartily the love of all the dear girls and
+boys who send her their pleasant messages. She has visited your lovely
+mountain land, Maggie, and it is her opinion that you can not praise its
+beauty too highly.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  KING GEORGE COUNTY, VIRGINIA.
+
+     I am ten years old. I have one brother and three sisters. I have a
+     cow and a calf. We have a play store; we make wooden dollies and
+     many other things to sell. We have a dog and a cat. The dog's name
+     is Trip, and the cat's Tiger. There is a little bird that comes
+     down by the door, and we give him crumbs; he is real tame. I used
+     to have a pet rooster, but papa sold him. He would fly up on my
+     shoulder, and when he saw any one with a pan he would fly in it. I
+     will tell you about a squirrel that lives in a very large hollow
+     hickory-tree back of our house. He is so cunning! He comes out on
+     the side of the tree and chatters at us, and the dog and cat try to
+     catch him, but he is too sharp for that. He comes and steals
+     walnuts from our store-house, and carries some to his tree. We have
+     two small mules; I love to ride on their backs.
+
+  EMMA F. B.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  DURBIN, DAKOTA TERRITORY.
+
+     I am a little boy thirteen years old, and I live on my father's
+     farm, one-half mile from Durbin, in the celebrated Red River
+     Valley, about six miles from the world-renowned Dalrymple Farms.
+     Our house stands on the high beautiful banks of the Maple River.
+
+     Two months ago my sister and two brothers and myself were taken
+     sick with diphtheria. I haven't been able to walk since. My little
+     brother Allie died. I want to tell you what the sweet little boy
+     said when he was sick--he did not like to take his medicine; and
+     mamma said to him, "Allie, take it to please mamma," and then he
+     took it; and a little while after mamma heard him say, in his
+     sleep, "I will take it to please mamma." The last time he took his
+     wine he said to papa, "Papa, I will never take it again." He was
+     five years old, and could read and spell, and count up to one
+     hundred without missing, and we never tried to teach him; he
+     learned it all himself from hearing us. I have taken YOUNG PEOPLE
+     from the first number. I could not live without it.
+
+     Please print this, as I am unable to walk, and have little to amuse
+     me.
+
+  LYNN C. M.
+
+What a sweet memory you have of the dear patient little brother, who was
+so ready to please his mamma, even when in pain!
+
+I hope, as the summer days bring their pleasures, you will grow strong
+again, and be able not only to walk, but to run and jump as boys like
+to.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+There will be a general clapping of hands when the Cot report is read
+this month. Here is a letter, which everybody will enjoy, from a friend
+who has the Cot on her mind all the time:
+
+     I am certain a great many of our young readers, when they see the
+     Cot acknowledgments, will exclaim, "My! how did we get so much
+     money all at once?" I don't wonder at your surprise; I am sure I was
+     surprised when I heard the good news. Well, that $550 which you see
+     put down as the result of a fair is what did the work. Sometimes in
+     reading our fund column I have wondered why so few names from New
+     York city appeared among our contributors; the greater part of the
+     work before has been done in the East, West, or South. But now New
+     York city has stepped up bravely to the front, and is worthy of
+     great praise. Four little girls living here, namely, Madeline
+     Satterlee, Helen Manice, Gertrude Parsons, and Mamie W. Aldrich,
+     formed a club in Lent, and worked for this fair, and earnest
+     workers they must have been. The fair was held April 22, in the
+     Sunday-school room of Zion Church, Thirty-eighth Street, New York,
+     which was kindly lent for the purpose. Of course I was at the fair,
+     and a very pretty one it was. I only wish more people could have
+     known about it, and have been there to encourage these little girls
+     in their good work. Very busy they all looked, waiting on the
+     tables. They had a fish pond and a large red grab-bag, both of
+     which took in quite a sum of money; and I am sure these little
+     workers must have felt very proud, and well repaid for any
+     self-denial they had practiced, when they handed in to our
+     treasurer the large sum you see acknowledged to-day. Now don't you
+     think it would be a good plan if all the boys and girls who are
+     well-wishers of our Fund--and I am sure they are many--would work
+     hard this summer, while away in the country, or at home, and try
+     and make the amount up to $1500? That would be just half the amount
+     needed, and how fast we could go on next winter! You would have to
+     raise $345.56, and that is not such a large sum among a great many.
+     Some, like these four little New York girls, could hold a fair or
+     festival at some of the summer resorts; others could pick and sell
+     berries. There are many ways in which the little hands and feet
+     could earn the pennies for our fund. Do not be disheartened at
+     small results, but remember that every effort you make, if in
+     earnest, helps both yourselves and the Cot fund.
+
+     I wonder if some of you are not curious to know where your money
+     goes while waiting for the rest of the $3000. If any of you have
+     ever gone in the Sixth Avenue cars, New York, past Waverley Place,
+     you may have observed a large building on the southwest corner,
+     with "Greenwich Bank" upon it in large letters; our treasurer wants
+     me to tell you that she puts your money there; and, if I am not
+     mistaken, some of these days you will see in our acknowledgment,
+     "Interest from Greenwich Bank," which means that the bank pays you
+     so much money for leaving your money with it. If you will ask your
+     papas, I am sure they will tell you that it could not be in a
+     better place. So you see what a good treasurer we have to take care
+     of our money.
+
+     In saying good-by I must add that I think you have all done very
+     well so far in our good work. The year will not be up until next
+     month, and we have passed "the place in the mountains where we can
+     look back and see one-third of our journey accomplished."
+
+  So to our helpers,
+    Great and small,
+  Thanks we send
+    For one and all.
+
+  AUNT EDNA.
+  NEW YORK, _June_, 1882.
+
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  ST. LOUIS, MISSOURI.
+
+     As this is one of the large cities in the Union, I thought if no
+     one else would sustain its credit I would. On the 5th of May we had
+     a big hail-storm. In 1872 we had a hall-storm when the hail was
+     about the size of a hazel-nut; but in this one the smallest stones
+     I saw were that size. Most of them, however, were about the size of
+     walnuts. I saw quite a number as large as a section of an egg, and
+     one or two almost as large as my fist. Now I am afraid you will
+     think that I have exaggerated, but it is true. I have heard a
+     number of persons, including a very old lady, say that they have
+     seen a number of stones frozen together, but never before such
+     large single ones. The storm lasted for a full half-hour, hailing
+     constantly. A great deal of damage was done to churches and public
+     buildings especially. Branches of trees, bushes, and vines were cut
+     off as smoothly as if done with a knife. One man went out to the
+     gutter to pick up an extra large hail-stone, when another one hit
+     him so forcibly on the back of the neck that he fell down on his
+     hands and knees. I would have sent you one of the stones, but as
+     such things can not be telegraphed, I could not do so.
+
+  MALCOLM P.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  BINGHAMTON, NEW YORK.
+
+     I have written one letter before, and have not seen it in the
+     paper, so I thought I would write again. I am taking HARPER'S YOUNG
+     PEOPLE for the third year. I like "Toby Tyler" very much, and "Mr.
+     Stubbs's Brother" still better. I saw some real prairie-dogs not
+     long ago. They don't look bigger than a good-sized rat. I am nine
+     years old, but have only been at school a year, as I have always
+     been sick. I am in the second grade, and study arithmetic, reading,
+     language, and spelling. Shall be promoted next term.
+
+     I have a little brother named Frankie. He is seven years old. Mamma
+     and he and I live with grandpa, as our papa is dead. Frankie has a
+     cat which had four kittens. They are all sorts of colors. I wish I
+     could send you their pictures. They live in my old baby carriage. I
+     made a little tent, not big enough to get under, that I could take
+     down and put up as many times as I had a mind to, and to-day I
+     broke it. Jumbo, that you have told us about, is coming here in
+     August. I hope I shall see him. When I do, I'll write and tell you
+     what I think of him. I just love him now. I can't think of any
+     more. Good-by.
+
+  EDDIE F.
+
+Those little kittens are well off. Living in a baby carriage! Think of
+such luxury! Do they have an afghan over them when they are chilly?
+
+It is fun to make a tent large enough to accommodate two or three boys.
+I think, if I were there, I could help you make one with two or three
+poles, and a couple of old shawls or table-covers. Suppose you ask mamma
+to help you do this?
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  FOREST, TEXAS.
+
+     I am a little girl twelve years old, and live in the country. I
+     have a kind uncle who sends me YOUNG PEOPLE. We have had plenty of
+     strawberries this spring. I go to school, and am in Coins and
+     Currency, and at play-time I have fine times playing croquet. We
+     have a mocking-bird building in the garden. It sings all day. We
+     had a fish-fry not long ago, and had as many fish as we wanted. It
+     has been a very rainy season. I have a great many pretty flowers;
+     the gladiolus is opening now. I am so glad when HARPER'S YOUNG
+     PEOPLE comes. I like the story of "Talking Leaves" better than any
+     other one.
+
+  NINA M.
+
+We planted our gladiolus bulbs the morning that Nina's letter arrived;
+but the season is earlier in her Southern home than it is with us. Have
+you magnolia-trees and pomegranate-bushes in your garden, Nina? How
+charming it must be to hear the songs of the mocking-bird all day long!
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  NORWICH, CONNECTICUT.
+
+     I must tell you about my pet which my uncle Frank brought me from
+     California. It was a dear little horned toad. It was very
+     affectionate, and had a soft yellow breast and two horns, one on
+     each side of its head. I kept it in a big box of sand, and uncle
+     called it Cutey, it was so cute. One day it was very cold, and
+     Cutey shivered so I covered him up in the box, and put him on the
+     register; then I went off, and forgot my poor little toad. When I
+     came back my toad was dead, and I cried very hard, for I felt
+     naughty to have forgotten my pet. I have some more pets, and some
+     time I will tell you about them; but I am afraid this is too long.
+
+  SUSIE.
+
+What a pity it was, dear, that you forgot your pet! No wonder you cried.
+I am sure you will never again forget one of the little creatures, which
+are dependent on you for their comfort.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  BRISTOL, ENGLAND.
+
+     I have a very kind cousin who lives in Brooklyn, and sends me YOUNG
+     PEOPLE. I am eight years old. I am very fond of reading the letters
+     of children so many miles away from each other, and of hearing
+     about their pets. I have a green parrot, but he is very spiteful.
+     We have a gray cat, and if we stay upstairs beyond our time in the
+     morning, she comes up and sits outside the door, and keeps mewing
+     until I come out and speak to her. I have two sisters, one five,
+     the other three. I have been learning to play the piano eighteen
+     months; also my sister Lillie. We play several duets, and many
+     pieces. I have to practice every evening, and then I have a good
+     read from YOUNG PEOPLE. I like "The Cruise of the 'Ghost,'" "Tim
+     and Tip," and "All-hallow Eve" very much indeed, and I am very much
+     interested in "The Talking Leaves." My papa I have not seen in
+     nearly four years. He is out in China. He was wrecked last July. He
+     was chief officer of the _Anne S. Hall_, of Boston, which was lost
+     in a typhoon. All hands were saved in a boat. I shall be very glad
+     when I see him. I have been two years at school. I went to a
+     pic-nic party to Lea Woods. We went through Nightingale Valley, and
+     were really tired when we got to the top. The woods looked lovely
+     with bluebells and violets. The primroses seemed to be all picked.
+
+  PERCY T.
+
+Well, Percy, I wish I were so near that I could tell whether you and
+your little sister keep time in your duets. You must practice very
+diligently, so that your music will delight your papa when he comes home
+again. How much you must love him, all the more fondly because he was in
+such peril on the ocean! I hope he will reach his children in safety.
+
+Nightingale Valley is a beautiful name for a wood.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  BROOKLYN, NEW YORK.
+
+     I want to tell you about our cat, whose name is Miss Moll; my
+     little brother named her, and he is three years old. Miss Moll
+     trots all over the house, and when she wants to go out, she stands
+     by the door and mews. When she wants to come in, she scratches at
+     the door. She will lie down on her back, and play with any one's
+     hand, although she is a middle-aged cat.
+
+     We also have a dog, but he does not amount to much, except that he
+     is a good watch-dog, and he belonged to my brother, who is now
+     dead.
+
+     I go to the public school, where I received a prize for writing and
+     composition. (They don't give prizes as a general thing.) This is
+     my first letter.
+
+  GRACE I. T.
+
+I am glad you were the fortunate little winner of a prize.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  FREDERICK COUNTY, MARYLAND.
+
+     As I have seen no letter from here, I thought I would write, and
+     maybe you would publish it. I am a little girl eleven years old. I
+     live in the country near Frederick city. I have a dear little
+     brother; his name is Charley. He is a little naughty sometimes,
+     though. Charley has three dogs--their names are Sport, Jack, and
+     Butty--and he has a very pretty Alderney calf, also ducks and
+     chickens. He is very kind to them. My aunt Kate gave me YOUNG
+     PEOPLE for a Christmas gift. I like it very much. I have twelve
+     little cousins; we go to school together, and have very nice times.
+     I send my love to you, Mrs. Postmistress, and to all the little
+     girls and boys.
+
+  E. K. H.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Exchanges are inserted without charge, but they must be brief. First
+name what you have, and then state what you wish in return. Give your
+address plainly, and in full, town, county, and State. Please write with
+black ink.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+C. Y. P. R. U.
+
+THE RAINBOW.--When the summer shower is passing away, and while the
+thunder is still rolling among the hills, we have often seen the
+rainbow. Every one admires the beautiful arch which spans the sky. It is
+caused by the striking of the sun's rays upon the drops of water as they
+fall from the clouds. These rays are twice refracted and once reflected
+as they meet the transparent drops. If you look in the dictionary, you
+will find that refracted means bent suddenly, and reflected means thrown
+back. The colors of the rainbow are seven in number, and appear in the
+following order: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet.
+The tints are most vivid when the background of clouds is darkest and
+the drops of rain fall closest. The continual falling of the rain while
+the sun shines produces a new rainbow every moment; and a curious thing
+is that as each spectator sees it from a particular point of view,
+strictly speaking no two persons see precisely the same rainbow. A
+peculiar sacredness is attached to our thoughts of the rainbow on
+account of the mention made of it in Genesis, when, after the deluge,
+Noah saw its arch in the sky. How glad he must have been to view the sun
+once more! Then God said, "I do set my bow in the cloud, and it shall be
+for a token of a covenant between me and the earth." The story of the
+rainbow, as the Bible tells it, is to be found in Genesis, ninth
+chapter, from the eighth to the seventeenth verses.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+HATTIE C.--You are needlessly distressed at what you call your lack of
+conversational powers. It is true that some people have the gift of
+talking with ease, and that they are not embarrassed in the presence of
+others. But any person of ordinary intelligence may learn to talk
+brightly and pleasingly by simply taking pains to learn how. In the
+first place, try to forget yourself. Do not fancy when you open your
+lips that the lady opposite you on the sofa, or your neighbor at the
+dinner table, is criticising or making fun of you. Well-bred and kindly
+mannered people never do so. Have, in the second place, an idea of what
+you wish to say. In the third and last place, be sure to tell your story
+or give your opinion in the simplest language you can command. Never use
+slang. To be a good listener is as great an accomplishment as to be a
+bright talker. A young lady who listens intelligently, and with sympathy
+in her looks, giving now and then a brief reply or a turn to the talk,
+but not trying to lead it, or to be at all conspicuous, is sure of being
+popular. Find out what your friends are interested in, and help them to
+talk on their special subjects. Do not worry about the impression you
+are making when in society, but let your great aim be to make the place
+where you are as cheerful as possible.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+We would call the attention of the C. Y. P. R. U. this week to Mr.
+Charles Barnard's article, "Wave and Sand," and to "The Boyhood of
+William Chambers." The girls will be pleased with Mrs. Dewing's pretty
+and artistic design for "A Kettle-Holder."
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+YOUNG PEOPLE'S COT.
+
+Contributions received for Young People's Cot, in Holy Innocent's Ward,
+St. Mary's Free Hospital for Children, 407 West Thirty-fourth Street:
+
+     Henry and John Goeltz, $2; Kerfoot W. Daly, Gibsonton, $1; Mamie
+     Tilton, Fort Riley, Kan., $1; Easter gifts from Charles Frederick
+     Fletcher, $1, Theodora Carter, $1, Maud Metcalf, 75c., Ruth
+     Metcalf, 75c., and Mary Aiken Metcalf, 50c., Auburndale, Mass.,
+     total, $4; Dora's Easter Offering, New York, $1; Lucy, Frank, and
+     Willie Green, Upper Alton, Ill., 25c.; "Little Margaret," June 4,
+     In Memoriam, $100; Teddie and Willie McVickar, New York, $20; Ethel
+     Hurst, New York, 75c.; Virgie McLain, Nassau, N. P., $1.25; Annie
+     and Edith Van Kuran, Clinton, Iowa, 50c.; Lena Matthews, Olean,
+     N. Y., $1: Oliver T. Clough, Junction, Iowa, $1; In Memoriam,
+     Herbert Stockwell Day, $50; Ethel Ransom, 25c.; Elise Hurst, New
+     York, 25c.; Teddie McVickar, New York, 25c.; Lulu Lyon, $1; Frank
+     M. Hartshorn, in memory of two little brothers, $1; Emily Chauncey,
+     30c.; Isabelle Lacey, $10; Teddie McVickar, New York, 50c.;
+     proceeds of a fair held in Zion Church Chapel, Madison Avenue, New
+     York, April 22, the Lenten work of a club of four little
+     girls--Helen Manice, Madeline Satterlee, Gertrude Parsons, and
+     Mamie W. Aldrich--New York, $550; total, $747.30; previously
+     acknowledged, $406.84; grand total, May 15, 1882, $1154.14.
+
+  E. AUGUSTA FANSHAWE, Treasurer, 43 New St.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  CLINTON, IOWA.
+
+     We saved fifty cents out of our pocket-money for the Cot, and we
+     hope it will help a little toward the support of some poor child.
+
+  ANNIE and EDITH VAN KURAN.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I have saved these two dollars with my brother. My brother saved
+     fifty cents, and I saved one dollar and fifty cents. My brother is
+     seven years old, and I am fourteen. I sent these few pictures
+     because I think they will please the little ones. My brother and I
+     will try to send two more dollars.
+
+  HENRY and JOHN GOELTZ.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+     I send you $1 I earned myself feeding chickens and getting up early
+     in the morning. Mamma said I might do whatever I chose with it. I
+     am not a very big boy.
+
+  KERFOOT W. DALY.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  UPPER ALTON, ILLINOIS.
+
+     I have been intending to write to YOUNG PEOPLE for some time. We
+     all like it so very much. I am so glad Mr. Otis has begun another
+     story about Toby Tyler. I know it will be splendid. My brother
+     Frank and I send twenty cents for Young People's Cot, and hope the
+     Cot will prosper. I am so sorry the trailing arbutus does not grow
+     here. I have never seen it. But we do have lots of other lovely
+     wild flowers. We have white, blue, and yellow violets and bluebells
+     all growing in our yard. I wish I could see the boys and girls that
+     write to Our Post-office Box. I wish I was able to give some of our
+     flowers to the poor sick children in the hospitals.
+
+  LUCY L. GREEN.
+
+     P. S.--My brother Willie adds a nickel to our contribution.
+
+  L. L. G.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  NASSAU, NEW PROVIDENCE, BAHAMAS.
+
+     Inclosed you will find $1.25 for Young People's Cot. Once before I
+     sent you 35 cents. I had a beautiful parrot which died, and to
+     console me papa gave me $5, so I now send $1.25 out of it.
+
+  VIRGIE MCLAIN.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  SCHUYLER, NEBRASKA.
+
+     We have taken HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE for only a month, but papa sent
+     and got us all from the January number down. We felt sorry for the
+     homeless little children, and so we sent them some papers. We have
+     been saving them up from 1879. There are five of us children, and I
+     am the next to the oldest. We live in Schuyler, Colfax County,
+     Nebraska. We have a good many pets, but I will have to wait until
+     next time to tell you about them. I will have to close now, as it
+     is about time for school. Good-by.
+
+  MATTIE CLARKSON.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+  OLEAN, NEW YORK.
+
+     I am a little girl nine years old. I send you a dollar for Young
+     People's Cot, which I earned by helping my mamma. The only pet I
+     have is a little baby brother. I have got the mumps on both sides.
+     I go to school, and study geography, grammar, spelling, reading,
+     writing, drawing, and arithmetic. I must close. Good-by. From
+
+  LENA MATTHEWS.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+PUZZLES FROM YOUNG CONTRIBUTORS.
+
+No. 1.
+
+BEHEADINGS.
+
+1. Here is a group of boys. Behead the name of No. 1, and you have an
+ancient vessel; of No. 2, and you have something unpleasant; of No. 3,
+and you have a nickname; of No. 4, and you see a vehicle; of No. 5, and
+you have a useful article of furniture; of No. 6, and you have an organ
+of the human body; of No. 7, a beautiful bird; of No. 8, a
+disfigurement.
+
+2. Here are four pretty girls, with very sweet names. Behead the first
+name, and you have what the robin did to the cherries; the second, and
+you have the name of the earliest martyr; the third, and you have what
+bees and butterflies are in summer; the fourth, and you have an exciting
+chase.
+
+  SAM WELLER, JUN.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+No. 2.
+
+ENIGMA.
+
+  My first is in apple, but not in prune.
+  My second in May, but not in June.
+  My third in seek, but not in find.
+  My fourth in cross, but not in kind.
+  My fifth in mice, but not in rat.
+  My sixth in cape, and also in cap.
+  My seventh in chair, but not in stool.
+  My whole is a country you'll learn of in school.
+
+  A BOY OF TEN.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+No. 3.
+
+TWO DIAMONDS.
+
+1.--1. A letter. 2. A domestic pet. 3. A city in France. 4. A metal. 5.
+A letter.
+
+2.--1. A letter. 2. A nickname. 3. A heavenly wanderer. 4. Human beings.
+5. A letter.
+
+  EUREKA.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+No. 4.
+
+NUMERICAL ENIGMA.
+
+  My whole is a noted battle-field, and I contain 11 letters.
+  My 1, 2, 6, 4 means to speak familiarly.
+  My 7, 3, 10 is a horse.
+  My 1, 8, 9, 5 is a water-fowl.
+  My 11, 2, 6 is an exclamation.
+
+  EMPIRE CITY.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+ANSWERS TO PUZZLES IN No. 133.
+
+No. 1.
+
+  L U N A R   R A S P
+  U S A G E   A C M E
+  N A S A L   S M U T
+  A G A T E   P E T S
+  R E L E T
+
+  F I G   V A N
+  I C E   A C E
+  G E T   N E T
+
+No. 2.
+
+  F irin G
+  I odid E
+  C heru B
+  H awai I
+  E ndin G
+  L oung E
+
+No. 3.
+
+                    S
+      D           I C E           D
+    D U E       I D E A S       A R T
+  D U C K S   S C E P T I C   D R O O P
+    E K E       E A T E R       T O E
+      S           S I R           P
+                    C
+
+      T           B           E
+    T I P       T E A       E N D
+  T I G E R   B E T S Y   E N D O W
+    P E T       A S P       D O T
+      R           Y           W
+
+No. 4.
+
+Excelsior.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Answer to Enigma on page 134--Handcuff.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Correct answers to puzzles have been sent by "Eureka," Annetta D.
+Jackson, Pansy V. R., "I. Scycle," Harold S. Chambers, Florence, Mabel,
+and Annie Knight, Douglas Fay, Alex Ketchum, John B. Todd, Alice Bolton,
+Emma Grace, Fanny and Fleda Cary, Viola, S. T. C.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+[_For Exchanges, see 2d and 3d pages of cover._]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: THE YOUNG GENIUS.]
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+GAS BALLOONS.
+
+Small gas balloons are made of thin sheet India rubber, or gutta percha,
+or tissue-paper; larger ones are made of oiled silk. Cut gores of the
+material to be used, sufficient in number when fastened together, the
+sides of each gore overlapping the gore fastened to it, to form a globe
+of the desired size, with pear-shaped ends. Join the gores together so
+as to make them completely air-tight. When the heavier materials are
+used, they should be sewn together, and then covered with glue or thin
+varnish. At the lower end of the balloon insert a tube, and tie all the
+narrow tips of the gores firmly round it. Cover all with a solution made
+of India rubber dissolved in naphtha and turpentine, and over the
+balloon place a net bag that has been previously made of the proper size
+and shape.
+
+The gas with which the balloon is to be filled is made in the following
+manner: Put a pound of granulated zinc or iron filings into two quarts
+of water in a stone jar, and add gradually a pint of sulphuric acid.
+Have a tube of glass or metal run through the bung with which the jar is
+corked, and after taking the materials out-of-doors, fill the balloon by
+connecting this tube with the tube already placed at its mouth. When the
+balloon is filled, tie its neck very tightly, and it will rise into the
+air. Common coal gas may be used when it can be obtained. A small car
+made of some light material may be attached to the netting which goes
+over the balloon.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+A BALLOON ADVENTURE.
+
+An exciting balloon adventure was that of Mr. Pendarves Vivian, an
+English member of Parliament. With two skilled aeronauts he recently
+made an ascent from Southwest London, the start being delayed by
+unfavorable weather until 10 P.M.
+
+They found themselves in a strong current, which in ten minutes had
+placed them over North London, the lights below presenting a fairy scene
+of indescribable beauty. Though over 1000 feet high, street cries were
+distinctly audible. Ascending rapidly to 8000 feet, in an hour they
+found themselves passing at a tremendous rate over a flat country
+suitable for descending, and they resolved to come down. Gas was let
+out, and grappling-irons dropped, when there was a sharp check and
+violent jerks, and suddenly they commenced soaring upward at a frightful
+pace.
+
+The rope of the grappling-irons had broken. The danger of so helpless a
+position, especially at night, was instantly apparent, and shortly
+afterward a renewed descent was made, hoping to run the balloon against
+some branches of trees. When this was done, one got out, and the two,
+relieved of his weight, were carried upward with extreme velocity to a
+height of three miles.
+
+Half stunned by the shock, some time elapsed before the adventurous
+occupants of the balloon again attempted to descend, when, to their
+horror, they heard the roaring of the sea immediately below them.
+Fortunately they landed upon the beach, and not in the water. They were
+eventually rescued unhurt; but Mr. Vivian's experience convinces him
+that ballooning can never be of practical utility as a means of
+travelling.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+MAGICAL MUSIC.
+
+This is a game in which music is made to take a prominent part. On one
+of the company volunteering to leave the room, some particular article
+agreed upon is hidden. On being recalled, the person, ignorant of the
+hiding-place, must commence a diligent search, taking the piano as his
+guide. The loud tones will mean that he is very near the object of his
+search, and the soft tones that he is far from it. Another method of
+playing the same game is for the person who has been out of the room to
+try to discover on his return what the remainder of the company desire
+him to do. It may be to pick up something from the floor, to take off
+his coat, to look at himself in the glass, or anything else as absurd.
+The only clew afforded him of solving the riddle must be the loud or
+soft tones of the music.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: THE BASE-BALL SEASON--THE "HOME RUN."]
+
+
+
+
+
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-<tr><td align="left"><a href="#WAVE_AND_SAND">WAVE AND SAND.</a></td></tr>

-<tr><td align="left"><a href="#MR_STUBBSS_BROTHER">MR. STUBBS'S BROTHER.</a></td></tr>

-<tr><td align="left"><a href="#THE_BOYHOOD_OF_WILLIAM_CHAMBERS">THE BOYHOOD OF WILLIAM CHAMBERS.</a></td></tr>

-<tr><td align="left"><a href="#THE_CHILDRENS_DAY">THE CHILDREN'S DAY.</a></td></tr>

-<tr><td align="left"><a href="#HOW_DOLLY_BEAT_THE_HUNTERS">HOW DOLLY BEAT THE HUNTERS.</a></td></tr>

-<tr><td align="left"><a href="#ROBIN_GOODFELLOW">ROBIN GOODFELLOW.</a></td></tr>

-<tr><td align="left"><a href="#A_KETTLE-HOLDER">A KETTLE-HOLDER.</a></td></tr>

-<tr><td align="left"><a href="#THE_PRISONER_AT_THE_BAR">THE PRISONER AT THE BAR.</a></td></tr>

-<tr><td align="left"><a href="#OUR_POST_OFFICE_BOX">OUR POST-OFFICE BOX.</a></td></tr>

-</table></div>

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-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_497" id="Page_497">[Pg 497]</a></span></p>

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-<tr><td align="left"><span class="smcap">vol. iii.&mdash;no</span>. 136.</td><td align="center"><span class="smcap">Published by HARPER &amp; BROTHERS, New York</span>.</td><td align="right"><span class="smcap">price four cents</span>.</td></tr>

-<tr><td align="left">Tuesday, June 6, 1882.</td><td align="center">Copyright, 1882, by <span class="smcap">Harper &amp; Brothers</span>.</td><td align="right">$1.50 per Year, in Advance.</td></tr>

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-<h2><a name="SCRAP" id="SCRAP">"SCRAP."</a></h2>

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-<h3>BY MRS. JOHN LILLIE.</h3>

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-<p>ome here, boys," said Mary Grey, closing the dining-room door very

-softly, and calling Ben and Lewis to her. Mary was their elder sister.

-She seemed a great deal older than the boys, for Ben was only nine, and

-Lewis six, while Mary was seventeen.</p>

-

-<p>"A dear little brother is upstairs waiting to see you," said Mary. "And

-if you are good boys, nurse says you may hold him for a few moments in

-your arms."</p>

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-<p>Ben and Lewis began capering about with delight; but they followed Mary

-upstairs, very much impressed by the idea that they had a new member of

-the family to meet&mdash;a tiny wee boy, all their own little brother.</p>

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-<p>In Dr. Grey's house there is a big, sunny, peaceful room fronting an

-old-fashioned garden, and there it was that the little brother lay

-waiting in a pink and white cradle. Ben and Lewis went in very softly.

-They were very much afraid of old Mrs. Newman, the nurse; they were

-afraid the baby would cry; and yet there was in their minds a general

-impression that the new boy in the family would put them out of power.

-But at sight of the baby all such fears vanished. Such a mite of a

-thing! A dear little black head, a pair of bright, blinking eyes,

-doubled-up pink fists, and a dimple in one cheek. It was while the two

-boys stood looking at him for the first time that he was given the name

-which always clung to him in spite of his being christened Philip.</p>

-

-<p>"Oh, Mary," Lewis exclaimed, in a soft tone, "I sha'n't mind <i>him</i>&mdash;he

-is only a little Scrap!"</p>

-

-<p>I don't know just why it was, but from that hour no one seemed to think

-of calling him anything but "Scrap." Perhaps it was because he had such

-a dear little face that every one wanted to give him a pet name. Perhaps

-it was because he was so slimly built, and was always such a wee thing

-in spite of rosy cheeks and merry ways. But in any case the name clung

-to him.</p>

-

-<p>When his mother died he was only a baby, but she already had called him

-by his nickname, and it was Mary, I think, who passionately declared he

-should know no other.</p>

-

-<p>Ben and Lewis took Scrap in charge immediately. They thought it great

-fun to hold the little big-eyed baby, and feel that he was younger and

-weaker than they. But yet Scrap was a real boy. As soon as he could

-understand any sort of fun, which was very early, they taught him all

-their games, and they made him what they called their "Regiment." Ben

-and Lewis were Colonel and Captain of Scrap; and Scrap himself was well

-enough pleased with his subordinate position. Sometimes they played at

-what they called "Marching against the North Pole," and it was a curious

-thing that they always chose such very hot weather for this particular

-game. They wore blankets, and counterpanes, and old seal-skin caps, and

-they sat on the nursery stairs, covered with rugs, pretending they were

-in sleighs, on their way to the North Pole, while the perspiration

-streamed from their faces. It was usually Ben who, at a given moment,

-impersonated a singular character known as the "Iceberg Man," and who<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_498" id="Page_498">[Pg 498]</a></span>

-upset the whole company. Scrap, weighed down by bedding, generally fell

-asleep during this performance, and I must say that Ben and Lewis rather

-languished toward the end of it; but they never tired of playing at that

-game over and over again, until cold weather came.</p>

-

-<p>Scrap had the measles about this time, and while he lay in bed Ben and

-Lewis occupied themselves writing bulletins of his progress, which were

-pinned to the dining-room door every morning, and were intended to be

-very helpful in their character. Scrap was by no means dangerously ill,

-but his seclusion filled the boys with a sense of horror. One of these

-bulletins ran as follows:</p>

-

-<p>"No chainge for the better. Pulse is lite and he cries a good deal. Mary

-says he's got to be made to keep still."</p>

-

-<p>Another:</p>

-

-<p>"He kicked Mrs. Brown, and called her a cross old thing. Tong is bad and

-he wont kepe the kovers on him. Mary says he is orful to take kare of."</p>

-

-<p>As the disease progressed, the bulletins became still more unpleasantly

-personal. One, written in very black ink, ran as follows:</p>

-

-<p>"He put his Tong out at the doctor, and mary says we are afrade he is

-going to have the mumps and if he does wont there just be a time with

-him."</p>

-

-<p>This "time" came to pass, for mumps set in, and poor little Scrap's

-seclusion left him a very white-faced, tired little person indeed. But

-after a time no more horrible bulletins had to be written about him, for

-all his sweetness of temper returned, and he played at being the

-"Regiment" again with great gayety.</p>

-

-<div class="figright" style="width: 294px;">

-<img src="images/ill_003.jpg" width="294" height="500" alt="" />

-<span class="caption">SCRAP AND HIS KITTEN.</span>

-</div>

-

-<p>It was about this time that I one day heard a knock at my front door,

-and opening it myself, found Scrap standing very still, his eyes

-twinkling, and his little mouth trying not to smile. He had a wee kitten

-in a basket.</p>

-

-<p>"Well, Scrap!" I exclaimed, "I'm glad to see you, dear. Where did pussy

-come from?"</p>

-

-<p>"I find I don't need her," he said, soberly, coming in and sitting down,

-grave as a little judge. "She's a present for you. Do you think you like

-cats?"</p>

-

-<p>"Not always," I had to answer in truth. "But that looks such a dear

-little thing! Where did you get her, Scrap dear?"</p>

-

-<p>"The ashman gave her to me," said Scrap, with a little anxious frown.

-"As a general fact ashmen don't own kittens, at least so this one said

-they didn't; but he said if we didn't buy her he'd drown her in a bag,

-and I bought her with my penny; but I find I don't need her, and I

-thought you'd like her for a real truly present."</p>

-

-<p>Who could refuse Scrap's offering, even though it entailed watching a

-little kitten that could not crawl?</p>

-

-<p>"She doesn't know how to be sorry for me," he said, as he was leaving,

-having kissed pussy tenderly good-by&mdash;"but she is only a baby. I think,"

-he added, looking at me with his earnest little way&mdash;"I think the ashman

-is her uncle."</p>

-

-<p>Scrap early developed two talents; one was for running away, the other

-was for composing stories. The stories were most interesting, but the

-running away used to frighten the whole household. Scrap would be

-brought back from these expeditions a most dejected, tired little

-person. One day he wandered all over New York with a German band;

-another time he was found in an old woman's shanty, learning how to feed

-pigs. When he was remonstrated with he would listen very soberly, fixing

-his eyes on Mary's face, and watching her mouth with comical intentness;

-but unfortunately it was impossible to make him appreciate the dangerous

-character of his offenses. One day, after Mary had exhausted all her

-eloquence, and told him of every possible danger, he remarked, calmly:</p>

-

-<p>"That wasn't half as interesting as the last time, Mary. You never told

-me a word about Charlie Ross. Begin with how he was let go out to play."

-Then his little eyes danced, and he added, with his quaint air: "Make it

-just as frightening as you can, and couldn't you put in something about

-bears? Just scare me awfully, and see if it won't do me good."</p>

-

-<p>Soon after this a means of preventing Scrap's vagabondizing occurred.

-Dr. Grey decided to take all the children to Germany, and Mary told

-Scrap he would see far more there than he ever could by running away. So

-the family sailed one summer for Austria. It was when they were on the

-steamer that they discovered Scrap had hidden away in his pocket a tiny

-American flag. Ben and Lewis laughed at him dreadfully, but Scrap was

-not to be put down.</p>

-

-<p>"Now, you boys," he said, with his most dignified air, "suppose they

-should take me for a German, don't you see? I'll just show them my

-'Merikan flag."</p>

-

-<p>This spirit moved little Scrap all the time he was abroad. He resolutely

-refused to mingle with German boys in any purely German sport, lest he

-should lose his position as a "'Merikan" among them. He would say, "I'll

-show you some of our 'Merikan games, if you can learn them."</p>

-

-<p>In the little German town where the boys lived he became a sort of small

-leader, older boys quite giving way before his manly assertion of

-authority. Among others, Scrap played with some young German Princes,

-whose rank in their own country entitled them to rule in all the games.

-This puzzled and bothered Scrap. One day he withdrew from a game, calmly

-remarking: "Perhaps you didn't know&mdash;I am a 'Merikan Prince."</p>

-

-<p>After that Scrap's power never was contested. All that winter he went on

-writing his funny little stories, or telling them to the other boys. I

-do not know just whence Scrap's stories came, nor how they were made up,

-but I will quote from one which lies before me.</p>

-

-<blockquote>

-

-<p>"William and Billy were two brothers, and they lived with their

-father and mother. Their father was named Mr. Holloway. He had been

-a very rich man, but now he had lost most of his money. He lost it

-through a chink in the wall. After that he kept his money on ice.</p>

-

-<p>"'Come,' said William to Billy. 'Let us go down to the brook and

-fish.'</p>

-

-<p>"So they went.</p>

-

-<p>"'Hi-i!' said Billy, 'I've found a penny.'</p>

-

-<p>"He then found a very large smooth rock to lay it on before they

-began to fish.</p>

-

-<p>"They meant to catch a whale, but they tried for little fishes

-first. William caught one little one, and laid it on the rock.

-Presently they heard the fish screaming and yelling, and they went

-to the rock, and saw the penny was gone. They knew the fish had

-swallowed it, for he kept on screeching so. They took him up and

-jiggled him by the tail, and the penny dropped out. At last they

-caught a whale, and carried him home with the little fish. Mr. and

-Mrs. Holloway thought they would like to go to that same brook and

-fish. So, early the next morning, they went. They worked all day,

-and William and Billy had two pieces of pie for dinner all alone.

-And what do you think? When Mr. and Mrs. Holloway came home they

-had only caught one skinny, miserable little thing, and William and

-Billy sat down and roared laughing."</p></blockquote>

-

-<p>Scrap asked Mary if she thought any one would like to publish this

-story. He said it wasn't truly true, but he had it in his head just as

-if it was true. He said the German boys liked it; but he knew they were

-sorry William and Billy were Americans.</p>

-

-<p>Scrap began a museum about this time, and when you paid a penny and went

-in to see it, you were treated to a tepid drink which he called

-"lemarade," and which made you feel very uncomfortable almost at once.

-Scrap mixed it in a bottle, and kept it under his little pillow, except

-on "museum days." This museum was a source of great joy to the

-round-faced German boys. It contained a variety<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_499" id="Page_499">[Pg 499]</a></span> of articles brought

-from America. One was a piece of horseshoe, which Scrap labelled "An

-American's bone."</p>

-

-<p>He had some old teeth; a broken pistol; an ancient army hat of his

-father's; varieties of buttons; a few dried flowers, labelled, "From

-Central Park, United States of 'Merica"; a piece of marble with which,

-Scrap said, "any one could plant a whole tombstone" (he believed they

-grew); and finally a number of old postage stamps. Quantity seemed to be

-mainly Scrap's object. When, you got tired of looking, the "lemarade"

-'was again handed around.</p>

-

-<p>After a few exhibitions of this valuable collection, it seemed to occur

-to Scrap that the affair needed life and animation. So he instituted a

-dance 'midway in the performance. It was done with great gravity, and

-dear little Scrap's feet were so large that they made every movement

-funny. Somehow, although it was meant as a diversion, that dance was so

-pathetic no one could smile naturally, and Scrap himself seemed to

-consider it a dignified affair.</p>

-

-<p>I am sorry that I can not tell you more about dear little Scrap's

-doings. His active, merry, earnest ways seem to have filled all that

-German winter. He organized all the games of the neighborhood, and was

-the leader in everything. All the time he had certain quiet hours in

-which, dear baby that he was in years, his education went on&mdash;his funny

-little education! He wrote and read and spelled, and he did the most

-astonishing little sums.</p>

-

-<p>One snowy March day Scrap fell ill. His longing to see America once more

-grew positively painful. He kept his desk near him, and continued his

-"museum days," always handing around "lemarade" at the usual intervals,

-and promising us new dances when he got well.</p>

-

-<p>The boys used to make a circle around his bed, and it seemed to worry

-them that at times they had been cross or rough with Scrap. Unless he

-was very weak, he would always tell them stories. His little face grew

-very white and wistful-looking, and his voice very tired, and I think if

-any one had had the heart, those museum days would have been interfered

-with, for he entered into the spirit of them so keenly that they left

-him very weary.</p>

-

-<p>At last he gave them up of his own will. He found he could not enjoy

-them; but he kept his little flag close at hand. One afternoon, when it

-was snowing outside, and everything in-doors was very still, and Ben was

-asleep in a chair by the fire, Scrap touched his sister Mary with one

-little feverish hand, and said:</p>

-

-<p>"Molly, isn't it 'Merika yet?"</p>

-

-<p>Mary had tears so thickly in her eyes, she bent her face that Scrap

-might not see them. The dear little face on the pillow was watching hers

-anxiously.</p>

-

-<p>"It will be very soon, my darling."</p>

-

-<p>Scrap moved about restlessly for a moment, tracing a pattern on the wall

-with one little finger. It grew tired so soon. When he turned his face

-again to Mary, he said, with his old quaint air, and jealously holding

-his little flag, "Won't I <i>always</i> be a truly 'Merikan, Molly?"</p>

-

-<p>They re-assured him on this point, and he fell asleep quite comforted.

-The dear little Scrap! He scarcely spoke again. The next day's wintry

-dawn saw him in his last slumber. The little flag he had so treasured as

-the symbol of his native land was held so closely in his fingers that

-they would not move it. His little friends came in to see him for

-good-by, and Mary and Ben and Lewis talked of the day when he had first

-come to them, lying in that pink and white cradle over the sea. Would

-the room look the same ever again? Ben wondered. Lewis talked of how

-Scrap had loved the garden.</p>

-

-<p>When they kissed him for the last time, and laid him to rest, the bit of

-color and the faded stars went with him. His dear little face wore its

-sweetest look. The flag was clasped on his bosom, and winter flowers

-were lying all about him.</p>

-

-<hr class="chap" />

-<h2><a name="WAVE_AND_SAND" id="WAVE_AND_SAND">WAVE AND SAND.</a></h2>

-

-<h3>BY CHARLES BARNARD.</h3>

-

-<p>I have now told you something, at three different times, about the sea,

-the rocks, and the waves. You remember we looked at these things, and

-tried to learn something of the way in which the winds and waves have

-worked together to carve out the rocks and the dry land. There is

-nothing like seeing a thing for yourself, and those boys and girls who

-live near the eastern shore of the United States, between New York and

-Florida, can easily visit one of the strangest of the strange works done

-by the sea.</p>

-

-<p>Along the whole south side of Long Island, beginning at Montauk, all

-along the Jersey shore, away down past Little Delaware, Maryland, and

-Virginia, Cape Hatteras, and the low sandy shores of the Carolinas and

-Georgia, to the Florida Keys, is a most singular beach, built up by the

-sea. The odd thing about this thousand-mile beach is that it appears

-about to move away. It is continually walking along the coast, up or

-down, or forward and backward, as if restless and tired of staying in

-one place.</p>

-

-<p>At one time it may have great holes cut through it, and at another time

-it creeps along and closes up the gaps, and alters the whole character

-of the country behind it. Its queer habit of creeping along the shore in

-certain places has given such parts the name of travelling beaches.

-Really, I suppose, there are no beaches in the world that do not travel

-about at some time. They are all restless things, and while we may not

-see them move, we feel very sure they can and do travel for miles

-wherever the winds and waves compel them. People who live on these

-travelling beaches try to stop them by building heavy stone walls, or by

-driving rows of piles across them. They do not seem to care much, and in

-some places the sand and rolling pebbles climb over the walls, and

-travel on very much as they please. Coney Island is one of these

-travelling beaches, Rockaway is another, Sandy Hook is part of another.</p>

-

-<p>The only thing that can stop one of these creeping beaches is a river.

-The Hudson River, flowing out of New York Bay, breaks the beach in two

-between the Highlands of Navesink and Long Island. There has been a big

-fight here between the beach and the river. Coney Island has crept out

-like a crooked finger from the east, and Sandy Hook has travelled up for

-several miles from the south. If the river were not the strongest, the

-beaches would creep out from each side and grow right across the great

-bay, and Sandy Hook would touch Coney Island. Then, in place of the wide

-bay open to the sea, there would be a long beach, with the ocean on the

-outside and a fresh-water lake on the inside.</p>

-

-<p>All the rivers that flow east from the mountains in the Eastern States

-below New York Bay have had to fight with this creeping beach before

-they could escape into the sea. In some places the beaches have crept

-right across the streams, and compelled them to turn aside and go

-another way.</p>

-

-<div class="figright" style="width: 219px;">

-<img src="images/ill_004.jpg" width="219" height="500" alt="" />

-<span class="caption">NEW JERSEY COAST SOUTH OF SANDY HOOK.</span>

-</div>

-

-<p>Here is a map showing one place where long years ago there was a strange

-fight between the creeping beach and two poor little rivers. The place

-is on the New Jersey shore not far from New York. At the bottom of the

-map is a part of the Shrewsbury River. Just north of it is another and

-larger stream called the Navesink. Still farther north are the high

-hills called the Highlands of Navesink. In front of these two streams

-and the hills is a narrow strip of beach, and outside of this is the

-Atlantic Ocean. There is a carriage-road and a railroad on top of the

-beach, and from the car windows you can see the surf breaking on one

-side, and the still waters of the two rivers on the other side. It is so

-narrow that often the sea breaks entirely over it, and in the

-summer-time you can walk from one side to the other in less than two

-minutes. To the north this beach extends to Sandy Hook, and to the south

-it stretches for hundreds of miles, with here and there a break, as at

-the Chesapeake or at the Delaware<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_500" id="Page_500">[Pg 500]</a></span> Capes, far down to Florida.

-Pine-trees grow on it here. Far away to the south the wild palmetto, the

-orange-trees, and the bananas grow along the shore.</p>

-

-<p>The strange thing about the place shown on this map is found just where

-the two rivers meet. A long time ago&mdash;so long that no one can tell when

-it may have happened&mdash;the rivers ran into the sea just where the beach

-is now. Where the hotels and cottages stand was once deep water. There

-are two ways in which this may have happened: it may have been a storm

-that threw up a bar across the river's mouth, or the creeping beach may

-have slowly pushed its way along and closed it up. It may have been both

-the storm and the creeping sand. At any rate, we may feel pretty sure

-the river was dammed up, and the water, finding no other outlet, turned

-to the north, and burst through into Sandy Hook Bay. It cut a path along

-the front of the hills, and there we find it to-day, a narrow river

-running to the north between the beach and the high-lands. Steam-boats

-pass up the Navesink River this way, and a bridge has been built over

-the stream to the beach. All this, as it is to-day, is shown on the map.</p>

-

-<p>This creeping motion of the beach is very curious. The waves when the

-wind blows from the south or southeast strike the shore obliquely; that

-is, instead of rolling in "broad-side," as the sailors would say, or

-squarely in front, they strike at an angle. One end of the wave strikes

-the bottom first, and the breaking surf seems to run along the beach,

-instead of falling all at once, for some distance. The waves, as you

-have seen, push the sand along before them, and so it happens that these

-southeast waves drive the sand along as well as up the beach. The sand

-slides and rolls toward the right, or north, and the beach is said to

-creep or travel. If there is an opening in the beach, the waves push the

-sand from the south into the opening, and it grows out into the deep

-water just as you saw in the picture of the sand-bar. This beach has

-already crept three miles out into the water, and made Sandy Hook.</p>

-

-<p>One thing is quite certain. There was at one time a deep channel through

-the beach just here. At one time not many years ago a storm broke

-through the beach, and a ship, losing its way, ran in there, and was

-wrecked. Not a trace of the old hull can be found now. The beach long

-ago crept over the place, and to-day the sand makes a solid strip of

-land there, just as we see it.</p>

-

-<p>Look at the map again. Opposite the two rivers, outside the beach, you

-see a curious tongue or spit running out from the shore. This is under

-water, out of sight. The United States Coast Survey sent their boats all

-over this place, and measured the depth. The numbers on the map show the

-depth of the water in feet. Just here it is shallow. A little farther

-north, directly opposite the two rivers, it is much deeper. Again,

-farther along, there are more sandy spits and bars running out under

-water. This shows that at one time there was a deep channel here between

-the two shoals. It is fair to suppose this deep place was the old mouth

-of a river. It is said there are even some old teeth left in it yet, for

-on the southern spit is a buoy that marks a dangerous place called the

-Shrewsbury Rocks. All these things tell us that at one time these two

-rivers ran into the sea where now the beach stands, and that the waves

-and the creeping sand got the best of the rivers, and altered the whole

-face of the country hereabouts. Where once was an inlet and a swift

-river is now a beach and a broad shallow-stream, lined with marshes, and

-slowly filling up with salt grasses and soft mud washed down from the

-red soil of the hills. What will happen next may be quite as strange as

-that which has gone before.</p>

-

-<p>Not long ago I sailed for three days and nights along the coast from New

-York to Savannah. By day we could see from the steamer's deck trees and

-buildings, bath-houses, fishing-houses, and tall light-houses standing

-on the western horizon, as if planted in the water. They were on this

-same low beach that extends for a thousand miles along our coast. Behind

-the beach for nearly all the way there is still water, in lagoons or

-great swamps, in narrow streams ashore, or in great inland seas like

-Albemarle and Pamlico Sounds. At one place in Florida there is a strange

-stream called the Indian River that flows for a hundred miles just

-behind the beach, close to the sea, before it finds a way out into the

-ocean. In many places steamboats pass along the coast for long distances

-behind this sandy fringe that lines the shore. Still more curious is the

-low land behind the beach and the still water. It stretches like a vast

-plain, growing wider and wider toward the south, far down to Florida. It

-is covered with pine-trees, and in some places it is called the

-Pine-Barrens, and at other places the Piny Woods Country.</p>

-

-<p>The waves and the creeping beaches have been at work a long time, just

-as they are at work to-day. There will always be a struggle between the

-rivers at these queer travelling beaches, but which will be the victor

-and what will grow out of it all nobody can tell. It makes no difference

-after all. Some one may have his pretty house torn down by the waves,

-and steamboats may have to change their routes; but the Fatherly

-Goodness that controls these things will do what is best for the sea and

-the land and all His children.</p>

-

-<hr class="chap" />

-

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_501" id="Page_501">[Pg 501]</a></span></p>

-

-<h2><a name="MR_STUBBSS_BROTHER" id="MR_STUBBSS_BROTHER"></a>MR. STUBBS'S BROTHER.<a name="FNanchor_1_1" id="FNanchor_1_1"></a><a href="#Footnote_1_1" class="fnanchor">[1]</a></h2>

-

-<h3>BY JAMES OTIS,</h3>

-

-<h4><span class="smcap">Author of "Toby Tyler," "Tim and Tip," etc</span>.</h4>

-

-<h3><span class="smcap">Chapter X</span>.</h3>

-

-<h3>THE ACCIDENT.</h3>

-

-<p>That night Toby and Abner went to the circus grounds with Uncle Daniel

-and Aunt Olive; and when old Ben approached the party, as they were

-nearing the tent, Toby motioned the cripple to come with him, for he

-thought it might be better that the boy should not hear the conversation

-concerning him.</p>

-

-<p>It had been decided by Uncle Daniel that the boys should go to the

-circus grounds that evening, and stay there until it was nearly dark,

-when they were to go home to bed; for he did not believe in having boys

-out after dark, being certain it was better for their health to go to

-bed early.</p>

-

-<p>Toby therefore intended to make this visit simply one of farewell. But

-first he wanted Abner to see a little more of the bustle and confusion

-that had so fascinated him in the afternoon.</p>

-

-<p>To that end the boys walked around the inclosure, listened to the men

-who were loudly crying the wonderful things they had for sale, and all

-the while kept a bright look-out in the hope of seeing some of their

-circus friends.</p>

-

-<p>It was nearly time for the performance to begin when the boys went into

-the skeleton's tent, and said good-by to the thin man and his fat wife.</p>

-

-<p>Then Toby, anxious to run around to the dressing-rooms to speak with

-Ella, and not daring to take Abner with him, said to the boy:</p>

-

-<p>"Now you wait here for a minute, and I'll be right back."</p>

-

-<p>Abner was perfectly contented to wait; it seemed to him that he would

-have been willing to stay there all night, provided the excitement

-should continue, and as he leaned against one of the tent ropes, he

-gazed around him in perfect delight.</p>

-

-<p>Toby found Ella without much difficulty; but both she and her mother had

-so much to say that it was some time before he could leave them to go in

-search of Ben.</p>

-

-<p>The old driver was curled up on his wagon, taking "forty winks," as he

-called a nap, before starting on the road again.</p>

-

-<p>When Toby awakened him he explained that he would not have taken the

-liberty if it had not been for the purpose of saying good-by, and Ben

-replied, good-naturedly:</p>

-

-<p>"That's all right, Toby; I should only have been angry with you if you

-had let me sleep. I've fixed it with your uncle about that little

-cripple; and now, when I get pitched off and killed some of these dark

-nights, there'll be one what'll be sorry I'm gone. Be a good boy, Toby;

-don't ever do anything you'd be afraid to tell your uncle Dan'l of, and

-next year I'll see you again."</p>

-

-<p>Toby wanted to say something; but the old driver had spoken his

-farewell, and was evidently determined neither to say nor to hear

-anything more, for he crawled up on the box of the wagon again, and

-appeared to fall asleep instantly.</p>

-

-<p>Toby stood looking at him a moment, as if trying to make out whether

-this sudden sleep was real, or only feigned in order to prevent the

-parting from being a sad one; and then he said, as he started toward the

-door:</p>

-

-<p>"Well, I thank you over and over again for Mr. Stubbs's brother, even if

-you have gone to sleep." Then he went to meet Abner.</p>

-

-<p>When he reached the place where he had left his friend, to his great

-surprise he could see nothing of him. There was no possibility that he

-could have made any mistake as to the place, for he had left him

-standing just behind the skeleton's tent.</p>

-

-<p>Toby ran quickly around the inclosure, asked some of the attendants in

-the dressing-room if they had seen a boy on crutches, and then he went

-into Mr. Treat's tent. But he could neither hear nor see anything of

-Abner, whose complete disappearance was, to say the least, very strange.</p>

-

-<p>Toby was completely bewildered by this event, and for some minutes he

-stood looking at the place where he had left his friend, as if he

-thought that his eyes must have deceived him, and that the boy was still

-there.</p>

-

-<p>There were but few persons around the outside of the tent, those who had

-money enough to pay for their admission having gone in, and those who

-were penniless having gone home, so that Toby did not find many of whom

-to make inquiries. The people belonging to the circus were busily

-engaged in making ready for the night's journey, and a number had

-gathered around one of the wagons a short distance away. But Toby

-thought it useless<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_502" id="Page_502">[Pg 502]</a></span> to ask them for tidings of his missing friend, for

-he knew by experience how busy every one connected with the circus was

-at that hour.</p>

-

-<p>After he had stood for some time looking helplessly at the tent rope

-against which he had seen Abner leaning, he went into the tent again for

-the purpose of getting Uncle Daniel to help him in the search. As he was

-passing the monkey wagon, however, he saw old Ben&mdash;whom he had left

-apparently in a heavy sleep&mdash;examining his wagon to make sure that

-everything was right, and to him he told the story of Abner's strange

-disappearance.</p>

-

-<p>"I guess he's gone off with some of the other fellows," said Ben,

-thinking the matter of but little importance, but yet going out of the

-tent with Toby as he spoke. "Boys are just like eels, an' you never know

-where to find 'em after you once let 'em slip through your fingers."</p>

-

-<p>"But Abner promised me he'd stay right here," said Toby.</p>

-

-<p>"Well, some other fellows came along, an' he promised to go with them, I

-s'pose."</p>

-

-<p>"But I don't believe Abner would; he'd keep his promise after he made

-it."</p>

-

-<p>While they were talking they had gone out of the tent, and Ben started

-at once toward the crowd around the wagon, for he knew there was no

-reason why so many men should be there when they had work to do

-elsewhere.</p>

-

-<p>"Did you go over there to see what was up?" asked the old driver.</p>

-

-<p>"No; I thought they were getting ready to start, an' I could see Abner

-wasn't there."</p>

-

-<p>"Something's the matter," muttered the old man, as he quickened his

-pace, and Toby, alarmed by the look on his friend's face, hurried on,

-hardly daring to breathe.</p>

-

-<p>One look into the wagon around which the men were gathered was

-sufficient to show why it was that Abner had not remained by the tent as

-he had promised, for he lay in the bottom of the cart, to all

-appearances dead, while two of the party were examining him to learn the

-extent of his injuries.</p>

-

-<div class="figleft" style="width: 400px;">

-<img src="images/ill_005.jpg" width="400" height="315" alt="" />

-<span class="caption">"'WHAT IS THE MATTER? HOW DID THIS BOY GET HURT?' ASKED

-BEN."</span>

-</div>

-

-<p>"What is the matter? How did this boy get hurt?" asked Ben, sternly, as

-he leaped upon the wagon, and laid his hand over the injured boy's

-heart.</p>

-

-<p>"He was standing there close by the guy ropes when we were getting ready

-to let the canvas down. One of the side poles fell and struck him on the

-head, or shoulder, I don't know which," replied a man.</p>

-

-<p>"It struck him here on the back of the neck," said one of those who were

-examining the boy, as he turned him half over to expose an ugly-looking

-wound around which the blood was rapidly settling. "It's a wonder it

-didn't kill him."</p>

-

-<p>"He ain't dead, is he?" asked Toby, piteously, as he climbed up on one

-of the wheels, and looked over in a frightened way at the little

-deformed body that lay so still and lifeless.</p>

-

-<p>"No, he ain't dead," said Ben, who had detected a faint pulsation of the

-heart; "but why didn't some of you send for a doctor when it first

-happened?"</p>

-

-<p>"We did," replied one of the men. "Some of the village boys were here,

-and we started them right off."</p>

-

-<p>Almost as the man spoke, Dr. Abbott, one of the physicians of the town,

-drove up, and made his way through the crowd.</p>

-

-<p>Toby, too much alarmed to speak, watched the doctor's every movement as

-he made an examination of the wounded boy, and listened to the accounts

-the men gave of the way in which the accident had happened.</p>

-

-<p>"His injuries are not necessarily fatal, but they are very dangerous. He

-lives at the poor-farm, and should be taken there at once," said the

-doctor, after he had made a slight and almost careless examination.</p>

-

-<p>Toby was anxious that the poor boy should be taken to his home rather

-than to the comfortless place the doctor had proposed; but he did not

-dare make the suggestion before asking Uncle Daniel's consent to it. He

-was about to ask them not to move Abner until he could find his uncle,

-when Ben whispered something to the doctor that caused him to look at

-the old stage-driver in surprise.</p>

-

-<p>"I'll ask Uncle Dan'l to take him home with us," said Toby, as he

-slipped down from his high perch, and started toward the tent.</p>

-

-<p>"I'll take care of that," said Ben, as he went toward the tent with him.

-"I had just fixed it with your uncle so's he'd take Abner from the

-poor-farm an' board him, an' now there's all the more reason why he

-should do it. You go back an' stay with Abner, an' I'll bring your uncle

-Dan'l out."</p>

-

-<p>Then Toby went back to the wagon, where the poor little cripple still

-lay as one dead, while the blood flowed in a tiny stream from one of his

-arms, where the physician had opened a vein.</p>

-

-<p>Not understanding the reason for this blood-letting, and supposing that

-the crimson now was due to the injuries Abner had received, Toby cried

-out in fear; but one of the men explained the case to him, and then he

-waited as patiently as possible for the driver's return.</p>

-

-<p>Both Uncle Daniel and Aunt Olive came out with Ben, and within a very

-few moments Abner was being carried to the farm-house, in the same wagon

-that had taken him there before in company with the skeleton and his

-party for that famous dinner.</p>

-

-<p>It frightened Toby still more to see the unconscious boy carried into

-the house by Ben and the doctor as though he were already dead; and when

-Aunt Olive led them into the best room, where no one had slept since

-Uncle Daniel's sister died, it seemed as if every one believed Abner

-could not live, or they would not have carried him there.</p>

-

-<p>Toby hardly knew when Ben went away, or whether he said anything before

-he left, or, in fact, anything else, so sad and confused was he. He did

-not even think about Mr. Stubbs's brother, but remained in one corner of

-the room, almost hidden by one of the flowing chintz curtains, until

-Uncle Daniel heard him sobbing, and came and led him away.</p>

-

-<p>"There is good reason to hope Abner will recover," said the old man, as

-he stroked Toby's hair; "but he is in the keeping of the One who never

-errs, and whatsoever He does is good."</p>

-

-<p>Then Uncle Daniel actually kissed the boy, as he told him to go to bed

-and go to sleep. Toby went to bed as he was commanded, though it seemed

-impossible he should sleep while Abner might be dying.</p>

-

-<h4>[<span class="smcap">to be continued</span>.]</h4>

-

-<hr class="chap" />

-<h2><a name="THE_BOYHOOD_OF_WILLIAM_CHAMBERS" id="THE_BOYHOOD_OF_WILLIAM_CHAMBERS">THE BOYHOOD OF WILLIAM CHAMBERS.</a></h2>

-

-<p>Boys and girls who can buy <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span> every week for four

-cents, and other periodicals and books almost as cheap, can have very

-little notion of the difficulty that little folk had seventy or eighty

-years ago in getting something to read. It was only fifty years ago,

-indeed, that the first efforts were made to supply cheap, instructive,

-and entertaining literature, and one of the men who made those efforts

-is still living in Scotland. Mr. William Chambers, who is now eighty-two

-years of age, has lately published a little account of his life, and

-what he has to tell of his boyhood and youth is very interesting.</p>

-

-<p>His father was unfortunate in business, and became so poor that young

-Chambers had to begin making his own way very early in life. He had

-little schooling&mdash;only six pounds' (thirty dollars) worth in all, he

-tells us&mdash;and as there were no juvenile books or periodicals in those

-days, and no books of any other kind, except costly ones, it was hard

-for him to do much in the way of educating himself.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_503" id="Page_503">[Pg 503]</a></span> But William

-Chambers meant to learn all that he could, and that determination

-counted for a good deal. There was a small circulating library in his

-native town, and he began by reading each volume straight through,

-without skipping one. Then he got hold of a copy of the <i>Encyclopędia

-Britannica</i>, which most boys would regard as very dry reading. He read

-it carefully. When that was done, young Chambers was really pretty well

-educated, although he did not know it.</p>

-

-<p>About this time the boy had to go to work for his living. He became an

-apprentice to a bookseller in Edinburgh. His wages were only four

-shillings (about a dollar) a week, and on that small sum he had to

-support himself, paying for food, lodging, clothes, and everything else,

-for five years. "It was a hard but somewhat droll scrimmage with

-semi-starvation," he says; for after paying for his lodgings and

-clothes, he had only about seven cents a day with which to buy his food.</p>

-

-<p>In the summer he jumped out of bed at five o'clock every morning, and

-spent the time before the hour for beginning business in reading and

-making electrical experiments. He studied French in that way too, and on

-Sundays carried a French Testament to church, and read in French what

-the minister read in English.</p>

-

-<p>Winter came on, and the poor lad was puzzled. It was not only cold, but

-entirely dark at five o'clock in the morning during the winter months,

-and William, who had only seven cents a day to buy food with, could not

-afford either a fire or a candle to read by. There was no other time of

-day, however, that he could call his own, and so it seemed that he must

-give up his reading altogether, which was a great grief to the ambitious

-lad.</p>

-

-<p>Just then a piece of good luck befell him. He happened to know what is

-called a "sandwich man"&mdash;that is to say, a man who walks about with

-signs hanging behind and before him. One day this man made him a

-proposition. The sandwich man knew a baker who, with his two sons,

-carried on a small business in a cellar. The baker was fond of reading,

-but had no time for it, and as he and his sons had to bake their bread

-early in the morning, he proposed, through the sandwich man, to employ

-William Chambers as reader. His plan was that Chambers should go to the

-cellar bakery every morning at five o'clock, and read to the bakers, and

-for this service he promised to give the boy one hot roll each morning.

-Here was double good fortune. It enabled Chambers to go on with his

-reading by the baker's light and fire, and it secured for him a

-sufficient breakfast without cost.</p>

-

-<p>He accepted the proposition at once, and for two and a half hours every

-morning he sat on a flour sack in the cellar, and read to the bakers by

-the light of a penny candle stuck in a bottle.</p>

-

-<p>Out of his small wages it was impossible for the boy to save anything,

-and so when the five years of his apprenticeship ended, he had only five

-shillings in the world. Yet he determined to begin business at once on

-his own account. Getting credit for ten pounds' worth of books, he

-opened a little stall, and thus began what has since grown to be a great

-publishing business.</p>

-

-<p>He had a good deal of unoccupied time at his stall, and "in order to

-pick up a few shillings," as he says, he began to write out neat copies

-of poems for albums. Finding sale for these, he determined to enlarge

-that part of his business by printing the poems. For that purpose he

-bought a small and very "squeaky" press and a font of worn type which

-had been used for twenty years. He had to teach himself how to set the

-type, and as his press would print only half a sheet at a time, it was

-very slow work; but he persevered, and gradually built up a little

-printing business in connection with his bookselling. After a while he

-published an edition of Burns's poems, setting the type, printing the

-pages, and binding the books with his own hands, and clearing eight

-pounds by the work.</p>

-

-<p>Chambers wrote a good deal at that time, and his brother Robert wrote

-still more, so that they were at once authors, printers, publishers, and

-booksellers, but all in a very small way. After ten years of this work,

-William Chambers determined to publish a cheap weekly periodical, to be

-filled with entertaining and instructive matters, designed especially

-for the people who could not afford to buy expensive books and

-periodicals. Robert refused to join in this scheme, and so for a time

-the whole work and risk fell upon William. His friends all agreed in

-thinking that ruin would be the result, but William Chambers thought he

-knew what the people wanted, and hence he went on.</p>

-

-<p>The result soon justified his expectations. The first number was

-published on the 4th of February, 1832. Thirty thousand copies were sold

-in a few days, and three weeks later the sale rose to fifty thousand

-copies a week.</p>

-

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_504" id="Page_504">[Pg 504]</a></span></p>

-

-<hr class="chap" />

-<h2><a name="THE_CHILDRENS_DAY" id="THE_CHILDRENS_DAY">THE CHILDREN'S DAY.</a></h2>

-

-<p>The children of the city of Brooklyn, Long Island, are fortunate in

-having a day of their own when they have the right of way. The schools,

-public and private, are closed, and some of the finest streets are given

-up to the little folk on the day of the annual Sunday-school parade.</p>

-

-<p>For weeks before May 24 bright eyes were wide with pleasure whenever the

-"Anniversary" was mentioned. In the various schools special songs were

-practiced, and mothers, whether rich or poor, were very busy at home in

-making the pretty dresses and suits which were to be worn on the

-occasion. At last the time drew near.</p>

-

-<p>Then the little hearts had only one anxiety&mdash;the weather. Would it rain?

-Would it be clear? Oh, how many little people spelled slowly through the

-newspaper reports the day before, and lisped their opinions about the

-probabilities! The joy was great when the sun rose on Wednesday, and the

-sky was as blue and soft as if it had just been swept free of cloudy

-cobwebs on purpose for the Brooklyn procession.</p>

-

-<p>At 11 <span class="smcap">a.m</span>. the City Hall bell pealed out grandly, and its tones were

-answered by church bells all over the city. There was a perfect chorus

-of chimes.</p>

-

-<p>Noon had scarcely struck when the pavements were thronged with boys and

-girls hastening to their several schools. There the exercises consisted

-of addresses and music. As soon as these were ended, the parade began.

-There were 60,000 children in movement at once through the beautiful

-tree-shaded avenues: 112 Sunday-schools took part, arranged in seven

-divisions. They marched, with banners flying, to the music of military

-bands, which played their most triumphant strains. Mottoes, emblems,

-flowers, white dresses, rainbow ribbons, floating curls, and cheerful

-faces altogether made a pageant which it did tired people good to see.

-Twenty-three schools formed the Prospect Park division.</p>

-

-<p>The Park itself had been dressed by nature in the brightest of green and

-the loveliest of early-blooming shrubs. The long meadow with its velvet

-sward was staked off for the children's evolutions, and protected from

-the crowd by genial policemen. On the grand stand sat his Honor the

-Mayor, and with him were a number of clergymen, and persons of official

-dignity.</p>

-

-<p>Brooklyn has been called the City of Churches. She might be styled the

-City of the Innocents, so many lovely little ones does she gather every

-year at her wonderful May Anniversary.</p>

-

-<p>When the march was ended, the scholars returned to their places of

-meeting, where they were feasted on cake and ice-cream before going to

-their homes.</p>

-

-<p>No doubt some of them were a little weary, but not too much so to

-prevent their sleeping sweetly after their happy day.</p>

-

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_505" id="Page_505">[Pg 505]</a></span></p>

-

-<div class="figcenter" style="width: 800px;">

-<img src="images/ill_006.jpg" width="800" height="572" alt="" />

-<span class="caption">THE CHILDREN'S DAY&mdash;FIFTY-THIRD ANNIVERSARY OF THE

-BROOKLYN SUNDAY-SCHOOL UNION.</span>

-</div>

-

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_506" id="Page_506">[Pg 506]</a></span></p>

-

-<hr class="chap" />

-<h2><a name="HOW_DOLLY_BEAT_THE_HUNTERS" id="HOW_DOLLY_BEAT_THE_HUNTERS">HOW DOLLY BEAT THE HUNTERS.</a></h2>

-

-<h3>BY PROFESSOR FRED MYRON COLBY.</h3>

-

-<p>"Charley, it's time to go after the cows," said Farmer Goodwin to his

-oldest boy, one summer day, near evening.</p>

-

-<p>"I'm off, father," replied Charley, a bright little fellow of eleven,

-and whistling to Tiger, a large brindled mastiff, he was soon marching

-toward the pasture with the dog at his heels.</p>

-

-<p>This was ninety years ago very nearly, and the place was near the

-historic mountain of Kearsarge, in central New Hampshire. Moses Goodwin

-was one of the early settlers of that region, and his cabin stood far up

-the cleared slope of the mountain, on a fertile ridge of land, where the

-fields of corn were ripening for the harvest.</p>

-

-<p>The sides of the mountain were covered with thick forests, even as they

-are to-day, affording excellent haunts for the wild animals of the

-latitude. The bark of the wolf, the screech of the cougar, and the growl

-of the bear were well-known sounds to most of the early settlers.

-Indeed, it was no uncommon thing for the families of the pioneers to be

-awakened at night by the fierce chorus of wild beasts around their

-cabins.</p>

-

-<p>There were large State bounties on all of these animals, and after a few

-years their numbers began to diminish. At the time of our story it was

-very seldom that a bear or a panther was seen about the settlement. If

-now and then a farmer lost a fine sheep or a favorite calf, it was no

-more than was expected. Farmer Goodwin had himself lost that very autumn

-a valuable young heifer, which was supposed to have been carried off by

-a bear. None of the other settlers had lost any of their stock, and it

-was supposed that the animal had left the neighborhood.</p>

-

-<p>Charley was gone longer than usual after the cows on the evening in

-question. His parents began to feel uneasy at his protracted absence.</p>

-

-<p>"It's time he should be here," said the farmer. "The stock must have

-wandered farther than usual."</p>

-

-<p>"I am afraid something has happened to him," observed Mrs. Goodwin, her

-fair face growing a shade paler at the thought of her boy's danger.

-"Perhaps he's met a bear or a panther."</p>

-

-<p>"There he is now, all right, I guess," exclaimed the husband, as he

-heard the cattle going into the barn. "I'll go out and help him turn

-them in."</p>

-

-<p>As he opened the door, in rushed Tiger, uttering fearful moans, and

-shaking like an aspen leaf. The mastiff was in a terrible condition. His

-brindled hide was all covered with blood, and there were torn places and

-gaping wounds on his neck and shoulders, showing conclusively that he

-had been engaged in a fight with some powerful animal. Mrs. Goodwin sat

-down, white and faint, in a chair.</p>

-

-<p>"Charley is dead. I know he is. The beast has killed my boy. Oh, what

-shall I do?" she sobbed, half frantic in her grief.</p>

-

-<p>"Be calm, mother," said the settler. "I don't believe it's as bad as

-that. The creature attacked the dog. Perhaps Charley is hiding

-somewhere. I'll get Neighbor Savary to go with me, and we'll see if he

-can't be found."</p>

-

-<p>He lit a candle and placed it in an old tin lantern, and went to the

-house of his next-door neighbor. Together the two men followed the path

-to the pasture, and searched that inclosure all over; but they were

-unable to find any trace of the boy.</p>

-

-<p>Once or twice they stopped and called his name, but there was no answer.

-As they were passing through the thick underbrush by the banks of the

-brook, a fierce scream stayed their steps. There was the sound of a

-large body tearing through the shrubbery, and by the light of their

-lantern they saw the fierce beast spring up into a tree and begin

-tearing the bark with its claws.</p>

-

-<p>"It's a painter, sure enough," said Goodwin's neighbor. "We'd better

-start for the house, seeing as how we ain't armed."</p>

-

-<p>"And must I go home without my boy? How can I? It will kill my poor

-wife."</p>

-

-<p>"It's the only thing left us. There, the painter's going away. It's

-useless to stand here any longer."</p>

-

-<p>The beast was heard moving off; and they turned sadly toward home.</p>

-

-<p>On the following morning a large company of men and boys, neighboring

-settlers, were gathered with their dogs and guns around Goodwin's cabin

-door. The news of Charley's disappearance and of a panther in the

-neighborhood had spread like wildfire through the settlement. It was

-determined to hunt the monster to the death.</p>

-

-<p>The excited party started at once, dividing into two companies, each

-under an experienced hunter. It was thought by this method that the

-panther would have fewer chances of escaping, and be brought to bay with

-more dispatch than if the hunters marched all in one body.</p>

-

-<p>Far up on the mountain the hounds took the scent and dashed away,

-followed by the hunters. But away to the left, on another ridge of the

-mountains, was heard the bay of the pack belonging to the other

-division. Still the enthusiasm of the settlers was not cooled. At noon

-the two parties met on the other side of the mountain. A light lunch was

-eaten, and then they started on the homeward track. Nothing had been

-seen of the panther.</p>

-

-<p>On the Warner side of the mountain, late in the afternoon, the hounds of

-one of the parties made a great outcry. It was in a swamp, not far from

-the Goodwin pasture. The men hurried to the spot, jumping stones and

-bushes and the trunks of fallen trees in their haste. They met the dogs

-coming back. Two of them had bloody muzzles, and bore hideous wounds on

-their bodies.</p>

-

-<p>"The dogs have had hold of something, and something has had hold of

-them," said one of the men, quaintly. "It's a painter's work; I know the

-marks of their claws."</p>

-

-<p>The hunters went through the swamp cautiously. The dogs would not go

-back again. No trace of the panther was found. Disappointed and weary,

-they proceeded down the mountain toward the settlement.</p>

-

-<p>"What is that?" asked one of the men, suddenly.</p>

-

-<p>A sound like that of some one shouting was plainly heard. They all

-stopped to listen. The shout was repeated, and was not far off.</p>

-

-<p>"It's my boy! It's Charley's voice!" cried Goodwin. "He must be alive,"

-and he rushed in the direction of the sound.</p>

-

-<p>At the foot of the hill before spoken of, in Goodwin's pasture, there

-was a large ledge of rocks. Toward that the party hastened.</p>

-

-<p>"Charley! Charley! where are you?" shouted the pioneer.</p>

-

-<p>"Here I am," replied the little fellow&mdash;"down here in the rock. I can't

-get up."</p>

-

-<p>Several of the party had already mounted the ledge, and they now saw

-what was the matter. There was a crevice or crack running through the

-rock from top to bottom, all the way from a foot to a foot and a half in

-width. Into this fissure the boy had fallen, and as the sides were steep

-and smooth, he could not possibly climb out. A hazel withe was cut, and

-one end given him, and he was speedily drawn to the surface.</p>

-

-<p>"How came you in there, Charley?" asked his father.</p>

-

-<p>"I fell in," answered the boy. "I was out there under that maple when

-the panther jumped on to Tige. I ran to the top of this rock, and

-stumbling, fell down in there. The panther came several times and tried

-to reach me, but he couldn't. Oh, I'm so tired and hungry!"</p>

-

-<p>"We'll be at home soon," said his father. "Your mother will be looking

-for you."</p>

-

-<p>They hastened toward the cabin with eager footsteps,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_507" id="Page_507">[Pg 507]</a></span> and soon met the

-other party, who were returning from a fruitless search for boy or

-panther. Just then the report of a gun was heard at the settlement.</p>

-

-<p>"What does that mean?" asked a brawny pioneer.</p>

-

-<p>"I don't know," answered Goodwin. "Something must be the matter."</p>

-

-<p>The party hastened their steps to a run.</p>

-

-<hr class="tb" />

-

-<p>At the close of the long afternoon, Dolly Goodwin, a girl of about

-sixteen, had gone out to do the milking. The cows had not been turned to

-pasture that day, but had been kept in an inclosure near the barn, shut

-in by a stone wall eight feet high.</p>

-

-<p>Her mother had objected to Dolly's doing this. "Father will be at home

-soon," she said, "and there will be time enough then."</p>

-

-<p>But Dolly, who was a busy little body, insisted. "If you are afraid for

-me, I will take my gun. You won't have to worry then. The cows really

-ought to be milked, for it's almost dark. Besides, Brindle and Loo like

-me."</p>

-

-<p>The girl took down a small, pretty musket from its place over the deer

-antlers; it was her own, purchased the year before from her own savings.</p>

-

-<p>The yard seemed a safe, cozy place, and Dolly felt like smiling at her

-mother's fears as she sat down on a stool and began milking one of the

-gentle, mild-eyed animals that were complacently chewing their cuds. She

-had one of the pails about filled, when there was a sudden disturbance

-among the horned inmates of the inclosure.</p>

-

-<p>Dolly rose to her feet and gazed around, grasping her musket in both

-hands. We can see how she looked&mdash;a thin slip of a girl, with bare feet

-and ankles, a gown of linsey-woolsey, her gingham bonnet thrown back

-from her curls, and hanging to her neck by its fastened strings. The red

-in her cheeks and the flash in her eye made her look very charming.</p>

-

-<p>Her quick eye soon caught a glance of a lithe, cat-like animal creeping

-stealthily along the high stone wall. Its glaring eyes, the long

-undulating tail, and the tawny-colored hide told well enough the

-character of the intruder. She knew it was a panther.</p>

-

-<p>Dolly's heart rose into her throat, and for a moment, as she said

-afterward, she thought she should run as poor Brindle had done. But she

-was a pioneer girl, strong and healthy, and her nerves were soon under

-control. She raised her weapon to her shoulder, and levelled it full at

-the tawny breast of the crouching panther.</p>

-

-<p>Her aim was taken instantly. She saw the greenish eyes glitter, and the

-long tail lash the wall excitedly. The next moment the savage beast

-sprang toward her. At the same moment her finger pressed the trigger.</p>

-

-<p>She knew no more until she heard the baying of hounds and the loud cries

-of the returning hunters. Her father opened the heavy wooden gate, and

-came in where she was leaning half faint against the wall.</p>

-

-<p>"I am all right now, father," said Dolly, in reply to his anxious

-interrogation, "but I was kind of sick like a while ago."</p>

-

-<p>She still looked very pale.</p>

-

-<p>"The girl has beat the hull of us!" cried a rough pioneer. "It's the

-very beast we were arter. See, there's the marks of the hounds' teeth.

-Well, it's saved us a journey to-morrow; that's a comfort. But you beat

-the dickens, Dolly, you do."</p>

-

-<p>They all crowded around, offering congratulations, and for weeks

-afterward her exploit was the talk of the neighborhood.</p>

-

-<p>The panther proved on measurement to be one of the largest of its kind;

-lacking only an inch of being seven feet in length, including its tail.

-The State bounty was forty dollars. This sum, with what she realized

-from its skin, made Dolly quite a rich young lady for those times.</p>

-

-<hr class="chap" />

-<h2><a name="ROBIN_GOODFELLOW" id="ROBIN_GOODFELLOW">ROBIN GOODFELLOW.</a></h2>

-

-<h3>BY ELLA RODMAN CHURCH.</h3>

-

-<p>"Once upon a time, a great while agoe," begins a strange fairy tale that

-was written in the days of bad spelling, "there was wont to walke many

-harmlesse spirits called fayries, dancing in brave order in fayry rings

-on greene hills with sweete musicke (sometimes invisible), in divers

-shapes; and many mad prankes would they play."</p>

-

-<p>It was at this time that a mischievous imp, named Robin Goodfellow, who

-was half fairy and half human being, was going about from place to

-place, sometimes doing good-natured things, but often bent only on

-mischief.</p>

-

-<p>All sorts of queer stories were told of him; and when anything happened

-that people couldn't understand, they were sure to say, "It's some trick

-of Robin Goodfellow's." When he was only six years old, the neighbors

-complained of him to his mother for tormenting their very lives out

-whenever her back was turned. Finally he was threatened with a whipping,

-and to escape this punishment Robin ran away.</p>

-

-<p>After travelling a long distance from home he met a tailor, who engaged

-him as an apprentice. For a time he behaved himself very well. But

-finally his love of mischief got the better of him, and he was at his

-old tricks again.</p>

-

-<p>One day his master had a gown to make for a woman, and it must be

-finished that night; they both sat up late to work on it, and by twelve

-o'clock it was finished all but putting in the sleeves. The tailor was

-very sleepy, and said that he would go to bed. He told Robin to "whip on

-the sleeves," and then follow him. Robin said that he would, and as soon

-as his master had disappeared, he hung up the gown and whipped it most

-severely with the sleeves.</p>

-

-<p>When the tailor came down in the morning, he found him still busy at

-this work, and asked him what he was doing.</p>

-

-<p>"What you bade me," was the reply&mdash;"whipping on the sleeves."</p>

-

-<p>"You rogue!" exclaimed his master: "I meant that you should have set

-them on quickly and slightly."</p>

-

-<p>"I wish you had said so," rejoined Robin, "for then I need not have lost

-all this sleep."</p>

-

-<p>The tailor was obliged to finish the work himself; but before he could

-get through, the woman came for her gown, and scolded because it was not

-ready. Hoping to soften her wrath by offering her some refreshment,

-Robin's master told him to bring the remnants they left yesterday. The

-tailor had reference to some cold meat; but the mischievous apprentice

-brought down the remnants of cloth left of the gown, which the tailor

-had intended to keep. The man turned pale; but the woman declared that

-she liked this breakfast better than the other, and sent Robin to get

-some wine. He never came back.</p>

-

-<p>One day Robin had made a long journey, when he became so tired that he

-sat down by the road and fell asleep. Here he had a wonderful dream, in

-which troops of fairies danced about him to the sound of sweet music.

-Among them was King Oberon, who laid a scroll beside him, which was

-there when he awoke. On the scroll it was written that he was the Fairy

-King's son, that every wish of his should be granted, that he should

-have the power of turning himself into any shape he pleased, and that

-one day he should be taken to Fairy-land&mdash;on condition that he played

-tricks only on those who deserved them:</p>

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 21em;">"But love then those that honest be,</span><br />

-<span style="margin-left: 21em;">And help them in necessity.</span><br />

-<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Doe thus, and all the world shall know</span><br />

-<span style="margin-left: 21em;">The pranks of Robin Goodfellow."</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<p>On reading this document, Robin was much delighted, and began at once to

-try his power. As he was tired, he<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_508" id="Page_508">[Pg 508]</a></span> wished himself a horse, and found

-himself leaping and curvetting as nimbly as though he had just come out

-of the best of stables. Then he tried being a dog, then a tree, and at

-last he was quite satisfied that he could do or be anything he pleased.</p>

-

-<p>After this his pranks were worse than ever, but he obeyed his father's

-instructions, and harmed only vicious and idle and cross-grained people.</p>

-

-<p>One day in crossing a field he met a rude fellow, to whom he said:

-"Friend, what is a clock?"&mdash;the style then of asking the time.</p>

-

-<p>But the other chose to reply, churlishly, "I owe thee not so much

-service, but because thou shalt think thyself beholden to me, know that

-it is the same time of the day as it was yesterday at this time."</p>

-

-<p>Then Robin resolved to amuse himself with this man, who was going

-further on to catch a horse that was at grass; and he turned himself

-into a bird to watch him. The horse was wild, and ran away over hedge

-and ditch, and the man after him as well, as he could. Presently Robin

-thought of taking the shape of the horse, and came near enough to let

-the churl get on his back. Then he stumbled, and hurled his rider to the

-ground. Robin allowed him to mount again, but only to throw him off in

-the middle of a large pond. Then, in the shape of a fish, he swam

-ashore, and laughed maliciously, "Ho, ho, hoh," leaving the poor man

-half drowned. It is to be hoped that this lesson in manners did the

-clown good.</p>

-

-<p>Robin had more amiable moments; and often at night he would visit

-farmers' houses and help the maids to break hemp, to bolt, to dress

-flax, to spin, and do other work, for he was "excellent in everything."</p>

-

-<p>Night was his favorite time for jokes, and he would sometimes walk

-abroad with a broom on his shoulder, and cry, "Chimney-sweep!" But when

-any one called him, he ran away laughing, "Ho, ho, hoh." Sometimes he

-would pretend to be a beggar in distress, and beg most pitifully; but

-when they came to give him alms, he would cheat them in the same way.

-Then again he would sing at a door after the fashion of wandering

-minstrels, and when people came to pay him, there was nothing left of

-his song but "Ho, ho, hoh."</p>

-

-<p>King Oberon sometimes called his son to Fairy-land on nightly visits. He

-was summoned, to dance in the fairies' ring, by a shrill, sweet pipe,

-blown by little Tom Thumb, the order having been given,</p>

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 21em;">"Whene'er you heare my piper blow,</span><br />

-<span style="margin-left: 21em;">From thy bed see thou goe."</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<p>At last he was taken to dwell there altogether, and the world was rid of

-the pranks of Robin Goodfellow.</p>

-

-<hr class="chap" />

-<h2><a name="A_KETTLE-HOLDER" id="A_KETTLE-HOLDER">A KETTLE-HOLDER.</a></h2>

-

-<h3>BY MRS. T.&nbsp;W. DEWING.</h3>

-

-<div class="figright" style="width: 400px;">

-<img src="images/ill_007.jpg" width="400" height="397" alt="" />

-</div>

-

-<p>Kettle-holders are things that must be in every household, and there is

-nothing that ingenious little fingers can spend their time upon to a

-better advantage in the days when they are too young to undertake more

-elaborate and difficult fancy-work. Here is a design that can be easily

-worked, and will be sure to please mamma if it is only carefully put

-together, and all the stitches neatly taken.</p>

-

-<p>Cut the four leaves of the clover, from grayish-green cloth or flannel,

-and baste them on a ground of pink cloth, as shown in the design. Sew

-them fast with a fine button-hole stitch. Make the ribs of the leaves,

-the stem, the little white triangular-shaped marking in the centre of

-the upper edge of the leaf, and the white crescent on the lower part of

-the leaf, also the four little white stems that join the four leaves

-together, in chain stitch of white saddler's silk.</p>

-

-<p>Let the border be of pink silk several shades paler than the pink

-ground. Sew it to the main part by over-handing it neatly on the wrong

-side. Work the horseshoes in the corners in chain stitch with gray

-saddler's silk. Represent the nails by gold beads, which must be tightly

-sewed on. Line the back with green flannel, turning in the edges, and

-hemming it very neatly. The lining at the back should always be a

-little&mdash;a very little&mdash;smaller and tighter than the front, or, as the

-holder is constantly bent, the lining becomes loose and baggy.</p>

-

-<hr class="chap" />

-

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_509" id="Page_509">[Pg 509]</a></span></p>

-

-<div class="figcenter" style="width: 800px;"><a name="THE_PRISONER_AT_THE_BAR" id="THE_PRISONER_AT_THE_BAR"></a>

-<img src="images/ill_008.jpg" width="800" height="429" alt="" />

-</div>

-

-<h2>THE PRISONER AT THE BAR.</h2>

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 18em;">"Stand up at the bar," cried the Justice severe.</span><br />

-<span style="margin-left: 18em;">"And what you can say I will patiently hear;</span><br />

-<span style="margin-left: 18em;">But you have been brought here so often before</span><br />

-<span style="margin-left: 18em;">That I fear it will be the old story once more.</span><br />

-<br />

-<span style="margin-left: 18em;">"Stop! You needn't repeat that you couldn't find work.</span><br />

-<span style="margin-left: 18em;">For I know you quite well for a tramp and a shirk;</span><br />

-<span style="margin-left: 18em;">You sneak round the farm-houses begging for bread,</span><br />

-<span style="margin-left: 18em;">And will rob even those by whose hands you are fed.</span><br />

-<br />

-<span style="margin-left: 18em;">"For a stout hearty fellow like you it's a shame</span><br />

-<span style="margin-left: 18em;">To take the alms due to the sick or the lame;</span><br />

-<span style="margin-left: 18em;">But to steal from the kind ones who pity your case,</span><br />

-<span style="margin-left: 18em;">I must punish severely a meanness so base."</span><br />

-<br />

-<span style="margin-left: 18em;">"Well, your Honor, I've nothing to say, for I see</span><br />

-<span style="margin-left: 18em;">That nothing will change your opinion of me;</span><br />

-<span style="margin-left: 18em;">I suppose you will tell me, as often before,</span><br />

-<span style="margin-left: 18em;">That I must be sent to the tread-mill once more."</span><br />

-<br />

-<span style="margin-left: 18em;">"You take the words out of my mouth," said the Judge;</span><br />

-<span style="margin-left: 18em;">"You are sentenced a month on the tread-mill to trudge;</span><br />

-<span style="margin-left: 18em;">And when your tramp's over, perhaps you will feel</span><br />

-<span style="margin-left: 18em;">That it's better to work at the plough than the wheel.</span><br />

-<br />

-<span style="margin-left: 18em;">"For good honest labor will bring its reward,</span><br />

-<span style="margin-left: 18em;">While the way of the idle and vicious is hard;</span><br />

-<span style="margin-left: 18em;">And 'tis better in youth to this precept to hold</span><br />

-<span style="margin-left: 18em;">Than have to confess it when hardened and old."</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<hr class="chap" />

-

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_510" id="Page_510">[Pg 510]</a></span></p>

-

-<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"><a name="OUR_POST_OFFICE_BOX" id="OUR_POST_OFFICE_BOX"></a>

-<img src="images/ill_009.jpg" width="600" height="260" alt="OUR POST-OFFICE BOX" />

-</div>

-

-<p>I wonder if all the young people are as glad as I am that June has come

-again? You know the poet says:</p>

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 19em;">"What is so rare as a day in June?</span><br />

-<span style="margin-left: 20em;">Then, if ever, come perfect days.</span><br />

-<span style="margin-left: 19em;">When heaven tries the earth if it be in tune,</span><br />

-<span style="margin-left: 20em;">And softly above it her warm ear lays."</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<p>Some of you are studying hard in these bright hours, so that you may be

-ready for examination. I hope you have been so faithful all the term

-that you will not need what some students call cramming to make you

-successful now. Others of my boys and girls are busy with their roses

-and honeysuckles. My thanks to the dear little hands that have gathered

-wild flowers for me.</p>

-

-<p>You must tell us about your summer pleasures, children, and if anybody

-meets with an adventure, remember that Our Post-office Box would like to

-hear about it.</p>

-

-<hr class="tb" />

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">New York City</span>.</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<blockquote>

-

-<p>I am a little girl nearly seven years old. We have no live pets in

-the city, but my little sister Anna and I have fourteen dolls. I am

-thankful to say they are very healthy; none of them have had the

-mumps or <i>cook</i>ing-cough, as my little sister calls it. In the

-summer we all go to Long Island. There we have a pony, two cows,

-one calf, two cats, a kitten, and some chickens. We have great fun

-bathing. I am writing this myself, and if you think it is nice

-enough to print, I shall be the proudest little girl in New York

-city.</p></blockquote>

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Helen B</span>.</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<hr class="tb" />

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Henry County, Virginia</span>.</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<blockquote>

-

-<p>I've been a reader of <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span> quite two years, but

-have seen no letter as yet from here, therefore I'll write at least

-one from this mountainous part of the State. My country home is in

-sight of the Blue Ridge, and one can get a distinct, grand view of

-some of its peaks a mile from our home. No one of your little girl

-subscribers enjoys the Post-office Box more than myself. In fact,

-both big and little folks here appreciate and read most of Harper's

-publications. I wish everybody who lives in low flat countries

-could at least visit our mountains, and our State's

-greatest, curiosity, the Natural Bridge, in Rockbridge County; it is

-worth a trip to Virginia just to see that wonderful work of nature.

-But I must not write too long a letter, for fear you'll not find

-space to publish it; so I'll close by stating that I'm the youngest

-of twelve children. With best wishes for our dear kind

-Postmistress,</p></blockquote>

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Maggie S</span>.</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<p>The Postmistress returns heartily the love of all the dear girls and

-boys who send her their pleasant messages. She has visited your lovely

-mountain land, Maggie, and it is her opinion that you can not praise its

-beauty too highly.</p>

-

-<hr class="tb" />

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">King George County, Virginia</span>.</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<blockquote>

-

-<p>I am ten years old. I have one brother and three sisters. I have a

-cow and a calf. We have a play store; we make wooden dollies and

-many other things to sell. We have a dog and a cat. The dog's name

-is Trip, and the cat's Tiger. There is a little bird that comes

-down by the door, and we give him crumbs; he is real tame. I used

-to have a pet rooster, but papa sold him. He would fly up on my

-shoulder, and when he saw any one with a pan he would fly in it. I

-will tell you about a squirrel that lives in a very large hollow

-hickory-tree back of our house. He is so cunning! He comes out on

-the side of the tree and chatters at us, and the dog and cat try to

-catch him, but he is too sharp for that. He comes and steals

-walnuts from our store-house, and carries some to his tree. We have

-two small mules; I love to ride on their backs.</p></blockquote>

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Emma F.&nbsp;B</span>.</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<hr class="tb" />

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Durbin, Dakota Territory</span>.</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<blockquote>

-

-<p>I am a little boy thirteen years old, and I live on my father's

-farm, one-half mile from Durbin, in the celebrated Red River

-Valley, about six miles from the world-renowned Dalrymple Farms.

-Our house stands on the high beautiful banks of the Maple River.</p>

-

-<p>Two months ago my sister and two brothers and myself were taken

-sick with diphtheria. I haven't been able to walk since. My little

-brother Allie died. I want to tell you what the sweet little boy

-said when he was sick&mdash;he did not like to take his medicine; and

-mamma said to him, "Allie, take it to please mamma," and then he

-took it; and a little while after mamma heard him say, in his

-sleep, "I will take it to please mamma." The last time he took his

-wine he said to papa, "Papa, I will never take it again." He was

-five years old, and could read and spell, and count up to one

-hundred without missing, and we never tried to teach him; he

-learned it all himself from hearing us. I have taken <span class="smcap">Young People</span>

-from the first number. I could not live without it.</p>

-

-<p>Please print this, as I am unable to walk, and have little to amuse

-me.</p></blockquote>

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Lynn C.&nbsp;M</span>.</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<p>What a sweet memory you have of the dear patient little brother, who was

-so ready to please his mamma, even when in pain!</p>

-

-<p>I hope, as the summer days bring their pleasures, you will grow strong

-again, and be able not only to walk, but to run and jump as boys like

-to.</p>

-

-<hr class="tb" />

-

-<p>There will be a general clapping of hands when the Cot report is read

-this month. Here is a letter, which everybody will enjoy, from a friend

-who has the Cot on her mind all the time:</p>

-

-<blockquote>

-

-<p>I am certain a great many of our young readers, when they see the

-Cot acknowledgments, will exclaim, "My! how did we get so much

-money all at once?" I don't wonder at your surprise; I am sure I was

-surprised when I heard the good news. Well, that $550 which you see

-put down as the result of a fair is what did the work. Sometimes in

-reading our fund column I have wondered why so few names from New

-York city appeared among our contributors; the greater part of the

-work before has been done in the East, West, or South. But now New

-York city has stepped up bravely to the front, and is worthy of

-great praise. Four little girls living here, namely, Madeline

-Satterlee, Helen Manice, Gertrude Parsons, and Mamie W. Aldrich,

-formed a club in Lent, and worked for this fair, and earnest

-workers they must have been. The fair was held April 22, in the

-Sunday-school room of Zion Church, Thirty-eighth Street, New York,

-which was kindly lent for the purpose. Of course I was at the fair,

-and a very pretty one it was. I only wish more people could have

-known about it, and have been there to encourage these little girls

-in their good work. Very busy they all looked, waiting on the

-tables. They had a fish pond and a large red grab-bag, both of

-which took in quite a sum of money; and I am sure these little

-workers must have felt very proud, and well repaid for any

-self-denial they had practiced, when they handed in to our

-treasurer the large sum you see acknowledged to-day. Now don't you

-think it would be a good plan if all the boys and girls who are

-well-wishers of our Fund&mdash;and I am sure they are many&mdash;would work

-hard this summer, while away in the country, or at home, and try

-and make the amount up to $1500? That would be just half the amount

-needed, and how fast we could go on next winter! You would have to

-raise $345.56, and that is not such a large sum among a great many.

-Some, like these four little New York girls, could hold a fair or

-festival at some of the summer resorts; others could pick and sell

-berries. There are many ways in which the little hands and feet

-could earn the pennies for our fund. Do not be disheartened at

-small results, but remember that every effort you make, if in

-earnest, helps both yourselves and the Cot fund.</p>

-

-<p>I wonder if some of you are not curious to know where your money

-goes while waiting for the rest of the $3000. If any of you have

-ever gone in the Sixth Avenue cars, New York, past Waverley Place,

-you may have observed a large building on the southwest corner,

-with "Greenwich Bank" upon it in large letters; our treasurer wants

-me to tell you that she puts your money there; and, if I am not

-mistaken, some of these days you will see in our acknowledgment,

-"Interest from Greenwich Bank," which means that the bank pays you

-so much money for leaving your money with it. If you will ask your

-papas, I am sure they will tell you that it could not be in a

-better place. So you see what a good treasurer we have to take care

-of our money.</p>

-

-<p>In saying good-by I must add that I think you have all done very

-well so far in our good work. The year will not be up until next

-month, and we have passed "the place in the mountains where we can

-look back and see one-third of our journey accomplished."</p>

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 21em;">So to our helpers,</span><br />

-<span style="margin-left: 22em;">Great and small,</span><br />

-<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Thanks we send</span><br />

-<span style="margin-left: 22em;">For one and all.</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Aunt Edna</span>.</span><br />

-<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">New York</span>, <i>June</i>, 1882.</span><br />

-</p>

-</blockquote>

-

-<hr class="tb" />

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">St. Louis, Missouri</span>.</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<blockquote>

-

-<p>As this is one of the large cities in the Union, I thought if no

-one else would sustain its credit I would. On the 5th of May we had

-a big hail-storm. In 1872 we had a hall-storm when the hail was

-about the size of a hazel-nut; but in this one the smallest stones

-I saw were that size. Most of them, however, were about the size of

-walnuts. I saw quite a number as large as a section of an egg, and

-one or two almost as large as my fist. Now I am afraid you will

-think that I have exaggerated, but it is true. I have heard a

-number of persons, including a very old lady, say that they have

-seen a number of stones frozen together, but never before such

-large single ones. The storm lasted for a full half-hour, hailing

-constantly. A great deal of damage was done to churches and public

-buildings especially. Branches of trees, bushes, and vines were cut

-off as smoothly as if done with a knife. One man went out to the

-gutter to pick up an extra large hail-stone, when another one hit

-him so forcibly on the back of the neck that he fell down on his

-hands and knees. I would have sent you one of the stones, but as

-such things can not be telegraphed, I could not do so.</p></blockquote>

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Malcolm P</span>.</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<hr class="tb" />

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Binghamton, New York</span>.</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<blockquote>

-

-<p>I have written one letter before, and have not seen it in the

-paper, so I thought I would write again. I am taking <span class="smcap">Harper's Young

-People</span> for the third year. I like "Toby Tyler" very much, and "Mr.

-Stubbs's Brother" still better. I saw some real prairie-dogs not

-long ago. They don't look bigger than a good-sized rat. I am nine

-years old, but have only been at school a year, as I have always

-been sick. I am in the second grade, and study arithmetic, reading,

-language, and spelling. Shall be promoted next term.</p>

-

-<p>I have a little brother named Frankie. He is seven years old. Mamma

-and he and I live with grandpa, as our papa is dead. Frankie has a

-cat which had four kittens. They are all sorts of colors. I wish I

-could send you their pictures. They live in my old baby carriage. I

-made a little tent, not big enough to get under, that I could take

-down and put up as many times as I had a mind to, and to-day I

-broke it. Jumbo, that you have told us about, is coming here in

-August. I hope I shall see him. When I do, I'll write and tell you

-what I think of him. I just love him now. I can't think of any

-more. Good-by.</p></blockquote>

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Eddie F</span>.</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<p>Those little kittens are well off. Living in a baby carriage! Think of

-such luxury! Do they have an afghan over them when they are chilly?</p>

-

-<p>It is fun to make a tent large enough to accommodate two or three boys.

-I think, if I were there, I could help you make one with two or three

-poles, and a couple of old shawls or table-covers. Suppose you ask mamma

-to help you do this?</p>

-

-<hr class="tb" />

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Forest, Texas</span>.</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<blockquote>

-

-<p>I am a little girl twelve years old, and live in the country. I

-have a kind uncle who sends me <span class="smcap">Young People</span>. We have had plenty of

-strawberries this spring. I go to school, and am in Coins and

-Currency, and at play-time I have fine times playing croquet. We

-have a mocking-bird building in the garden. It sings all day. We

-had a fish-fry not long ago, and had as many fish as we wanted. It

-has been a very rainy season. I have a great many pretty flowers;

-the gladiolus is opening now. I am so glad when <span class="smcap">Harper's Young

-People</span> comes. I like the story of "Talking Leaves" better than any

-other one.</p></blockquote>

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Nina M</span>.</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<p>We planted our gladiolus bulbs the morning that Nina's letter arrived;

-but the season is earlier in her Southern home than it is with us. Have

-you magnolia-trees and pomegranate-bushes in your garden, Nina? How

-charming it must be to hear the songs of the mocking-bird all day long!</p>

-

-<hr class="tb" />

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Norwich, Connecticut</span>.</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<blockquote>

-

-<p>I must tell you about my pet which my uncle Frank brought me from

-California. It was a dear little horned toad. It was very

-affectionate, and had a soft yellow breast and two horns, one on

-each side of its head. I kept it in a big box of sand, and uncle

-called it Cutey, it was so cute. One day it was very cold, and

-Cutey shivered so I covered him up in the box, and put him on the

-register; then I went off, and forgot my poor little toad. When I

-came back my toad was dead, and I cried very hard, for I felt

-naughty to have forgotten my pet. I have some more pets, and some

-time I will tell you about them; but I am afraid this is too long.</p></blockquote>

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Susie</span>.</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<p>What a pity it was, dear, that you forgot your pet! No wonder you cried.

-I am sure you will never again forget one of the little creatures, which

-are dependent on you for their comfort.</p>

-

-<hr class="tb" />

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Bristol, England</span>.</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<blockquote>

-

-<p>I have a very kind cousin who lives in Brooklyn, and sends me <span class="smcap">Young

-People</span>. I am eight years old. I am very fond of reading the letters

-of children so many miles away from each other, and of hearing

-about their pets. I have a green parrot, but he is very spiteful.

-We have a gray cat, and if we stay upstairs beyond our time in the

-morning, she comes up and sits outside the door, and keeps mewing

-until I come out and speak to her. I have two sisters, one five,

-the other three. I have been learning to play the piano eighteen

-months; also my sister Lillie. We play several duets, and many

-pieces. I have to practice every evening, and then I have a good

-read from <span class="smcap">Young People</span>. I like "The Cruise of the 'Ghost,'" "Tim

-and Tip," and "All-hallow Eve" very much indeed, and I am very much

-interested in "The Talking Leaves." My papa I have not seen in

-nearly four years. He is out in China. He was wrecked last July. He

-was chief officer of the <i>Anne S. Hall</i>, of Boston, which was lost

-in a typhoon. All hands were saved in a<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_511" id="Page_511">[Pg 511]</a></span> boat. I shall be very glad

-when I see him. I have been two years at school. I went to a

-pic-nic party to Lea Woods. We went through Nightingale Valley, and

-were really tired when we got to the top. The woods looked lovely

-with bluebells and violets. The primroses seemed to be all picked.</p></blockquote>

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Percy T</span>.</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<p>Well, Percy, I wish I were so near that I could tell whether you and

-your little sister keep time in your duets. You must practice very

-diligently, so that your music will delight your papa when he comes home

-again. How much you must love him, all the more fondly because he was in

-such peril on the ocean! I hope he will reach his children in safety.</p>

-

-<p>Nightingale Valley is a beautiful name for a wood.</p>

-

-<hr class="tb" />

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Brooklyn, New York</span>.</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<blockquote>

-

-<p>I want to tell you about our cat, whose name is Miss Moll; my

-little brother named her, and he is three years old. Miss Moll

-trots all over the house, and when she wants to go out, she stands

-by the door and mews. When she wants to come in, she scratches at

-the door. She will lie down on her back, and play with any one's

-hand, although she is a middle-aged cat.</p>

-

-<p>We also have a dog, but he does not amount to much, except that he

-is a good watch-dog, and he belonged to my brother, who is now

-dead.</p>

-

-<p>I go to the public school, where I received a prize for writing and

-composition. (They don't give prizes as a general thing.) This is

-my first letter.</p></blockquote>

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Grace I.&nbsp;T</span>.</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<p>I am glad you were the fortunate little winner of a prize.</p>

-

-<hr class="tb" />

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Frederick County, Maryland</span>.</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<blockquote>

-

-<p>As I have seen no letter from here, I thought I would write, and

-maybe you would publish it. I am a little girl eleven years old. I

-live in the country near Frederick city. I have a dear little

-brother; his name is Charley. He is a little naughty sometimes,

-though. Charley has three dogs&mdash;their names are Sport, Jack, and

-Butty&mdash;and he has a very pretty Alderney calf, also ducks and

-chickens. He is very kind to them. My aunt Kate gave me <span class="smcap">Young

-People</span> for a Christmas gift. I like it very much. I have twelve

-little cousins; we go to school together, and have very nice times.

-I send my love to you, Mrs. Postmistress, and to all the little

-girls and boys.</p></blockquote>

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 34em;">E.&nbsp;K.&nbsp;H.</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<hr class="tb" />

-

-<p>Exchanges are inserted without charge, but they must be brief. First

-name what you have, and then state what you wish in return. Give your

-address plainly, and in full, town, county, and State. Please write with

-black ink.</p>

-

-<hr class="tb" />

-

-<h4>C.&nbsp;Y.&nbsp;P.&nbsp;R.&nbsp;U.</h4>

-

-<p><span class="smcap">The Rainbow</span>.&mdash;When the summer shower is passing away, and while the

-thunder is still rolling among the hills, we have often seen the

-rainbow. Every one admires the beautiful arch which spans the sky. It is

-caused by the striking of the sun's rays upon the drops of water as they

-fall from the clouds. These rays are twice refracted and once reflected

-as they meet the transparent drops. If you look in the dictionary, you

-will find that refracted means bent suddenly, and reflected means thrown

-back. The colors of the rainbow are seven in number, and appear in the

-following order: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet.

-The tints are most vivid when the background of clouds is darkest and

-the drops of rain fall closest. The continual falling of the rain while

-the sun shines produces a new rainbow every moment; and a curious thing

-is that as each spectator sees it from a particular point of view,

-strictly speaking no two persons see precisely the same rainbow. A

-peculiar sacredness is attached to our thoughts of the rainbow on

-account of the mention made of it in Genesis, when, after the deluge,

-Noah saw its arch in the sky. How glad he must have been to view the sun

-once more! Then God said, "I do set my bow in the cloud, and it shall be

-for a token of a covenant between me and the earth." The story of the

-rainbow, as the Bible tells it, is to be found in Genesis, ninth

-chapter, from the eighth to the seventeenth verses.</p>

-

-<hr class="tb" />

-

-<p><span class="smcap">Hattie C</span>.&mdash;You are needlessly distressed at what you call your lack of

-conversational powers. It is true that some people have the gift of

-talking with ease, and that they are not embarrassed in the presence of

-others. But any person of ordinary intelligence may learn to talk

-brightly and pleasingly by simply taking pains to learn how. In the

-first place, try to forget yourself. Do not fancy when you open your

-lips that the lady opposite you on the sofa, or your neighbor at the

-dinner table, is criticising or making fun of you. Well-bred and kindly

-mannered people never do so. Have, in the second place, an idea of what

-you wish to say. In the third and last place, be sure to tell your story

-or give your opinion in the simplest language you can command. Never use

-slang. To be a good listener is as great an accomplishment as to be a

-bright talker. A young lady who listens intelligently, and with sympathy

-in her looks, giving now and then a brief reply or a turn to the talk,

-but not trying to lead it, or to be at all conspicuous, is sure of being

-popular. Find out what your friends are interested in, and help them to

-talk on their special subjects. Do not worry about the impression you

-are making when in society, but let your great aim be to make the place

-where you are as cheerful as possible.</p>

-

-<hr class="tb" />

-

-<p>We would call the attention of the C.&nbsp;Y.&nbsp;P.&nbsp;R.&nbsp;U. this week to Mr.

-Charles Barnard's article, "Wave and Sand," and to "The Boyhood of

-William Chambers." The girls will be pleased with Mrs. Dewing's pretty

-and artistic design for "A Kettle-Holder."</p>

-

-<hr class="tb" />

-

-<h4>YOUNG PEOPLE'S COT.</h4>

-

-<p>Contributions received for Young People's Cot, in Holy Innocent's Ward,

-St. Mary's Free Hospital for Children, 407 West Thirty-fourth Street:</p>

-

-<blockquote>

-

-<p>Henry and John Goeltz, $2; Kerfoot W. Daly, Gibsonton, $1; Mamie

-Tilton, Fort Riley, Kan., $1; Easter gifts from Charles Frederick

-Fletcher, $1, Theodora Carter, $1, Maud Metcalf, 75c., Ruth

-Metcalf, 75c., and Mary Aiken Metcalf, 50c., Auburndale, Mass.,

-total, $4; Dora's Easter Offering, New York, $1; Lucy, Frank, and

-Willie Green, Upper Alton, Ill., 25c.; "Little Margaret," June 4,

-In Memoriam, $100; Teddie and Willie McVickar, New York, $20; Ethel

-Hurst, New York, 75c.; Virgie McLain, Nassau, N.&nbsp;P., $1.25; Annie

-and Edith Van Kuran, Clinton, Iowa, 50c.; Lena Matthews, Olean, N.&nbsp;Y.,

-$1; Oliver T. Clough, Junction, Iowa, $1; In Memoriam, Herbert

-Stockwell Day, $50; Ethel Ransom, 25c.; Elise Hurst, New York,

-25c.; Teddie McVickar, New York, 25c.; Lulu Lyon, $1; Frank M.

-Hartshorn, in memory of two little brothers, $1; Emily Chauncey,

-30c.; Isabelle Lacey, $10; Teddie McVickar, New York, 50c.;

-proceeds of a fair held in Zion Church Chapel, Madison Avenue, New

-York, April 22, the Lenten work of a club of four little

-girls&mdash;Helen Manice, Madeline Satterlee, Gertrude Parsons, and

-Mamie W. Aldrich&mdash;New York, $550; total, $747.30; previously

-acknowledged, $406.84; grand total, May 15, 1882, $1154.14.</p></blockquote>

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">E. Augusta Fanshawe</span>, Treasurer, 43 New St.</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<hr class="tb" />

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Clinton, Iowa</span>.</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<blockquote>

-

-<p>We saved fifty cents out of our pocket-money for the Cot, and we

-hope it will help a little toward the support of some poor child.</p></blockquote>

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Annie</span> and <span class="smcap">Edith Van Kuran</span>.</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<hr class="tb" />

-

-<blockquote>

-

-<p>I have saved these two dollars with my brother. My brother saved

-fifty cents, and I saved one dollar and fifty cents. My brother is

-seven years old, and I am fourteen. I sent these few pictures

-because I think they will please the little ones. My brother and I

-will try to send two more dollars.</p></blockquote>

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Henry</span> and <span class="smcap">John Goeltz</span>.</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<hr class="tb" />

-

-<blockquote>

-

-<p>I send you $1 I earned myself feeding chickens and getting up early

-in the morning. Mamma said I might do whatever I chose with it. I

-am not a very big boy.</p></blockquote>

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Kerfoot W. Daly</span>.</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<hr class="tb" />

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Upper Alton, Illinois</span>.</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<blockquote>

-

-<p>I have been intending to write to <span class="smcap">Young People</span> for some time. We

-all like it so very much. I am so glad Mr. Otis has begun another

-story about Toby Tyler. I know it will be splendid. My brother

-Frank and I send twenty cents for Young People's Cot, and hope the

-Cot will prosper. I am so sorry the trailing arbutus does not grow

-here. I have never seen it. But we do have lots of other lovely

-wild flowers. We have white, blue, and yellow violets and bluebells

-all growing in our yard. I wish I could see the boys and girls that

-write to Our Post-office Box. I wish I was able to give some of our

-flowers to the poor sick children in the hospitals.</p></blockquote>

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Lucy L. Green</span>.</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<blockquote>

-

-<p>P.&nbsp;S.&mdash;My brother Willie adds a nickel to our contribution.</p></blockquote>

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 34em;">L.&nbsp;L.&nbsp;G.</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<hr class="tb" />

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Nassau, New Providence, Bahamas</span>.</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<blockquote>

-

-<p>Inclosed you will find $1.25 for Young People's Cot. Once before I

-sent you 35 cents. I had a beautiful parrot which died, and to

-console me papa gave me $5, so I now send $1.25 out of it.</p></blockquote>

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Virgie McLain</span>.</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<hr class="tb" />

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Schuyler, Nebraska</span>.</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<blockquote>

-

-<p>We have taken <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span> for only a month, but papa sent

-and got us all from the January number down. We felt sorry for the

-homeless little children, and so we sent them some papers. We have

-been saving them up from 1879. There are five of us children, and I

-am the next to the oldest. We live in Schuyler, Colfax County,

-Nebraska. We have a good many pets, but I will have to wait until

-next time to tell you about them. I will have to close now, as it

-is about time for school. Good-by.</p></blockquote>

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Mattie Clarkson</span>.</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<hr class="tb" />

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Olean, New York</span>.</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<blockquote>

-

-<p>I am a little girl nine years old. I send you a dollar for Young

-People's Cot, which I earned by helping my mamma. The only pet I

-have is a little baby brother. I have got the mumps on both sides.

-I go to school, and study geography, grammar, spelling, reading,

-writing, drawing, and arithmetic. I must close. Good-by. From</p></blockquote>

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Lena Matthews</span>.</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<hr class="tb" />

-

-<h3>PUZZLES FROM YOUNG CONTRIBUTORS.</h3>

-

-<h3>No. 1.</h3>

-

-<h3>BEHEADINGS.</h3>

-

-<p>1. Here is a group of boys. Behead the name of No. 1, and you have an

-ancient vessel; of No. 2, and you have something unpleasant; of No. 3,

-and you have a nickname; of No. 4, and you see a vehicle; of No. 5, and

-you have a useful article of furniture; of No. 6, and you have an organ

-of the human body; of No. 7, a beautiful bird; of No. 8, a

-disfigurement.</p>

-

-<p>2. Here are four pretty girls, with very sweet names. Behead the first

-name, and you have what the robin did to the cherries; the second, and

-you have the name of the earliest martyr; the third, and you have what

-bees and butterflies are in summer; the fourth, and you have an exciting

-chase.</p>

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Sam Weller, Jun</span>.</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<hr class="tb" />

-

-<h3>No. 2.</h3>

-

-<h3>ENIGMA.</h3>

-

-<div class="center">

-<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary="">

-<tr><td align="left">My first is in apple, but not in prune.</td></tr>

-<tr><td align="left">My second in May, but not in June.</td></tr>

-<tr><td align="left">My third in seek, but not in find.</td></tr>

-<tr><td align="left">My fourth in cross, but not in kind.</td></tr>

-<tr><td align="left">My fifth in mice, but not in rat.</td></tr>

-<tr><td align="left">My sixth in cape, and also in cap.</td></tr>

-<tr><td align="left">My seventh in chair, but not in stool.</td></tr>

-<tr><td align="left">My whole is a country you'll learn of in school.</td></tr>

-</table></div>

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">A Boy of Ten</span>.</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<hr class="tb" />

-

-<h3>No. 3.</h3>

-

-<h3>TWO DIAMONDS.</h3>

-

-<p>1.&mdash;1. A letter. 2. A domestic pet. 3. A city in France. 4. A metal. 5.

-A letter.</p>

-

-<p>2.&mdash;1. A letter. 2. A nickname. 3. A heavenly wanderer. 4. Human beings.

-5. A letter.</p>

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Eureka</span>.</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<hr class="tb" />

-

-<h3>No. 4.</h3>

-

-<h3>NUMERICAL ENIGMA.</h3>

-

-<div class="center">

-<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary="">

-<tr><td align="left">My whole is a noted battle-field, and I contain 11 letters.</td></tr>

-<tr><td align="left">My 1, 2, 6, 4 means to speak familiarly.</td></tr>

-<tr><td align="left">My 7, 3, 10 is a horse.</td></tr>

-<tr><td align="left">My 1, 8, 9, 5 is a water-fowl.</td></tr>

-<tr><td align="left">My 11, 2, 6 is an exclamation.</td></tr>

-</table></div>

-

-<p>

-<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Empire City</span>.</span><br />

-</p>

-

-<hr class="tb" />

-

-<h3>ANSWERS TO PUZZLES IN No. 133.</h3>

-

-<h3>No. 1.</h3>

-

-<div class="center">

-<table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" summary="">

-<tr><td align="center">L</td><td align="center">U</td><td align="center">N</td><td align="center">A</td><td align="center">R</td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">R</td><td align="center">A</td><td align="center">S</td><td align="center">P</td></tr>

-<tr><td align="center">U</td><td align="center">S</td><td align="center">A</td><td align="center">G</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">A</td><td align="center">C</td><td align="center">M</td><td align="center">E</td></tr>

-<tr><td align="center">N</td><td align="center">A</td><td align="center">S</td><td align="center">A</td><td align="center">L</td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">S</td><td align="center">M</td><td align="center">U</td><td align="center">T</td></tr>

-<tr><td align="center">A</td><td align="center">G</td><td align="center">A</td><td align="center">T</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">P</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">T</td><td align="center">S</td></tr>

-<tr><td align="center">R</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">L</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">T</td></tr>

-</table></div>

-

-<p style="clear:both;">&nbsp;</p>

-

-<div class="center">

-<table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" summary="">

-<tr><td align="center"></td><td align="center">F</td><td align="center">I</td><td align="center">G</td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">V</td><td align="center">A</td><td align="center">N</td></tr>

-<tr><td align="center"></td><td align="center">I</td><td align="center">C</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">A</td><td align="center">C</td><td align="center">E</td></tr>

-<tr><td align="center"></td><td align="center">G</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">T</td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">N</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">T</td></tr>

-</table></div>

-

-<h3>No. 2.</h3>

-

-<div class="center">

-<table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" summary="">

-<tr><td align="center">F</td><td align="center">irin</td><td align="center">G</td></tr>

-<tr><td align="center">I</td><td align="center">odid</td><td align="center">E</td></tr>

-<tr><td align="center">C</td><td align="center">heru</td><td align="center">B</td></tr>

-<tr><td align="center">H</td><td align="center">awai</td><td align="center">I</td></tr>

-<tr><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">ndin</td><td align="center">G</td></tr>

-<tr><td align="center">L</td><td align="center">oung</td><td align="center">E</td></tr>

-</table></div>

-

-<h3>No. 3.</h3>

-

-<div class="center">

-<table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" summary="">

-<tr><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">S</td></tr>

-<tr><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">D</td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">I</td><td align="center">C</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">D</td></tr>

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-

-<h3>No. 4.</h3>

-

-<p class="center">Excelsior.</p>

-

-<hr class="tb" />

-

-<p class="center">Answer to Enigma on page 134&mdash;Handcuff.</p>

-

-<hr class="tb" />

-

-<p>Correct answers to puzzles have been sent by "Eureka," Annetta D.

-Jackson, Pansy V.&nbsp;R., "I. Scycle," Harold S. Chambers, Florence, Mabel,

-and Annie Knight, Douglas Fay, Alex Ketchum, John B. Todd, Alice Bolton,

-Emma Grace, Fanny and Fleda Cary, Viola, S.&nbsp;T.&nbsp;C.</p>

-

-<hr class="tb" />

-

-<p class="center">[<i>For Exchanges, see 2d and 3d pages of cover.</i>]</p>

-

-<hr class="chap" />

-

-<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_512" id="Page_512">[Pg 512]</a></span></p>

-

-<div class="figcenter" style="width: 382px;">

-<img src="images/ill_010.jpg" width="382" height="400" alt="" />

-<span class="caption">THE YOUNG GENIUS.</span>

-</div>

-

-<hr class="chap" />

-

-<h3>GAS BALLOONS.</h3>

-

-<p>Small gas balloons are made of thin sheet India rubber, or gutta percha,

-or tissue-paper; larger ones are made of oiled silk. Cut gores of the

-material to be used, sufficient in number when fastened together, the

-sides of each gore overlapping the gore fastened to it, to form a globe

-of the desired size, with pear-shaped ends. Join the gores together so

-as to make them completely air-tight. When the heavier materials are

-used, they should be sewn together, and then covered with glue or thin

-varnish. At the lower end of the balloon insert a tube, and tie all the

-narrow tips of the gores firmly round it. Cover all with a solution made

-of India rubber dissolved in naphtha and turpentine, and over the

-balloon place a net bag that has been previously made of the proper size

-and shape.</p>

-

-<p>The gas with which the balloon is to be filled is made in the following

-manner: Put a pound of granulated zinc or iron filings into two quarts

-of water in a stone jar, and add gradually a pint of sulphuric acid.

-Have a tube of glass or metal run through the bung with which the jar is

-corked, and after taking the materials out-of-doors, fill the balloon by

-connecting this tube with the tube already placed at its mouth. When the

-balloon is filled, tie its neck very tightly, and it will rise into the

-air. Common coal gas may be used when it can be obtained. A small car

-made of some light material may be attached to the netting which goes

-over the balloon.</p>

-

-<hr class="chap" />

-

-<h3>A BALLOON ADVENTURE.</h3>

-

-<p>An exciting balloon adventure was that of Mr. Pendarves Vivian, an

-English member of Parliament. With two skilled aeronauts he recently

-made an ascent from Southwest London, the start being delayed by

-unfavorable weather until 10 <span class="smcap">p.m</span>.</p>

-

-<p>They found themselves in a strong current, which in ten minutes had

-placed them over North London, the lights below presenting a fairy scene

-of indescribable beauty. Though over 1000 feet high, street cries were

-distinctly audible. Ascending rapidly to 8000 feet, in an hour they

-found themselves passing at a tremendous rate over a flat country

-suitable for descending, and they resolved to come down. Gas was let

-out, and grappling-irons dropped, when there was a sharp check and

-violent jerks, and suddenly they commenced soaring upward at a frightful

-pace.</p>

-

-<p>The rope of the grappling-irons had broken. The danger of so helpless a

-position, especially at night, was instantly apparent, and shortly

-afterward a renewed descent was made, hoping to run the balloon against

-some branches of trees. When this was done, one got out, and the two,

-relieved of his weight, were carried upward with extreme velocity to a

-height of three miles.</p>

-

-<p>Half stunned by the shock, some time elapsed before the adventurous

-occupants of the balloon again attempted to descend, when, to their

-horror, they heard the roaring of the sea immediately below them.

-Fortunately they landed upon the beach, and not in the water. They were

-eventually rescued unhurt; but Mr. Vivian's experience convinces him

-that ballooning can never be of practical utility as a means of

-travelling.</p>

-

-<hr class="chap" />

-

-<h3>MAGICAL MUSIC.</h3>

-

-<p>This is a game in which music is made to take a prominent part. On one

-of the company volunteering to leave the room, some particular article

-agreed upon is hidden. On being recalled, the person, ignorant of the

-hiding-place, must commence a diligent search, taking the piano as his

-guide. The loud tones will mean that he is very near the object of his

-search, and the soft tones that he is far from it. Another method of

-playing the same game is for the person who has been out of the room to

-try to discover on his return what the remainder of the company desire

-him to do. It may be to pick up something from the floor, to take off

-his coat, to look at himself in the glass, or anything else as absurd.

-The only clew afforded him of solving the riddle must be the loud or

-soft tones of the music.</p>

-

-<hr class="chap" />

-<div class="figcenter" style="width: 700px;">

-<img src="images/ill_011.jpg" width="700" height="330" alt="" />

-<span class="caption">THE BASE-BALL SEASON&mdash;THE "HOME RUN."</span>

-</div>

-

-<p style="clear:both;">&nbsp;</p>

-

-<div class="footnotes"><h3>FOOTNOTES:</h3>

-

-<div class="footnote">

-

-<p><a name="Footnote_1_1" id="Footnote_1_1"></a><a href="#FNanchor_1_1"><span class="label">[1]</span></a> Begun in No. 127, <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span>.</p></div></div>

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+<div class="center">
+<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary="">
+<tr><td align="left"><a href="#SCRAP">"SCRAP."</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left"><a href="#WAVE_AND_SAND">WAVE AND SAND.</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left"><a href="#MR_STUBBSS_BROTHER">MR. STUBBS'S BROTHER.</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left"><a href="#THE_BOYHOOD_OF_WILLIAM_CHAMBERS">THE BOYHOOD OF WILLIAM CHAMBERS.</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left"><a href="#THE_CHILDRENS_DAY">THE CHILDREN'S DAY.</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left"><a href="#HOW_DOLLY_BEAT_THE_HUNTERS">HOW DOLLY BEAT THE HUNTERS.</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left"><a href="#ROBIN_GOODFELLOW">ROBIN GOODFELLOW.</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left"><a href="#A_KETTLE-HOLDER">A KETTLE-HOLDER.</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left"><a href="#THE_PRISONER_AT_THE_BAR">THE PRISONER AT THE BAR.</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left"><a href="#OUR_POST_OFFICE_BOX">OUR POST-OFFICE BOX.</a></td></tr>
+</table></div>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_497" id="Page_497">[Pg 497]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 800px;">
+<img src="images/ill_001.jpg" width="800" height="308" alt="HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE" />
+</div>
+
+<hr class="full" />
+
+<div class="center">
+<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" width="100%" summary="">
+<tr><td align="left"><span class="smcap">vol. iii.&mdash;no</span>. 136.</td><td align="center"><span class="smcap">Published by HARPER &amp; BROTHERS, New York</span>.</td><td align="right"><span class="smcap">price four cents</span>.</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">Tuesday, June 6, 1882.</td><td align="center">Copyright, 1882, by <span class="smcap">Harper &amp; Brothers</span>.</td><td align="right">$1.50 per Year, in Advance.</td></tr>
+</table></div>
+
+<hr class="full" />
+
+<h2><a name="SCRAP" id="SCRAP">"SCRAP."</a></h2>
+
+<h3>BY MRS. JOHN LILLIE.</h3>
+
+<div class="figleft" style="width: 127px;">
+<img src="images/ill_002.jpg" width="127" height="250" alt="Drop Cap C" />
+</div>
+
+<p>ome here, boys," said Mary Grey, closing the dining-room door very
+softly, and calling Ben and Lewis to her. Mary was their elder sister.
+She seemed a great deal older than the boys, for Ben was only nine, and
+Lewis six, while Mary was seventeen.</p>
+
+<p>"A dear little brother is upstairs waiting to see you," said Mary. "And
+if you are good boys, nurse says you may hold him for a few moments in
+your arms."</p>
+
+<p>Ben and Lewis began capering about with delight; but they followed Mary
+upstairs, very much impressed by the idea that they had a new member of
+the family to meet&mdash;a tiny wee boy, all their own little brother.</p>
+
+<p>In Dr. Grey's house there is a big, sunny, peaceful room fronting an
+old-fashioned garden, and there it was that the little brother lay
+waiting in a pink and white cradle. Ben and Lewis went in very softly.
+They were very much afraid of old Mrs. Newman, the nurse; they were
+afraid the baby would cry; and yet there was in their minds a general
+impression that the new boy in the family would put them out of power.
+But at sight of the baby all such fears vanished. Such a mite of a
+thing! A dear little black head, a pair of bright, blinking eyes,
+doubled-up pink fists, and a dimple in one cheek. It was while the two
+boys stood looking at him for the first time that he was given the name
+which always clung to him in spite of his being christened Philip.</p>
+
+<p>"Oh, Mary," Lewis exclaimed, in a soft tone, "I sha'n't mind <i>him</i>&mdash;he
+is only a little Scrap!"</p>
+
+<p>I don't know just why it was, but from that hour no one seemed to think
+of calling him anything but "Scrap." Perhaps it was because he had such
+a dear little face that every one wanted to give him a pet name. Perhaps
+it was because he was so slimly built, and was always such a wee thing
+in spite of rosy cheeks and merry ways. But in any case the name clung
+to him.</p>
+
+<p>When his mother died he was only a baby, but she already had called him
+by his nickname, and it was Mary, I think, who passionately declared he
+should know no other.</p>
+
+<p>Ben and Lewis took Scrap in charge immediately. They thought it great
+fun to hold the little big-eyed baby, and feel that he was younger and
+weaker than they. But yet Scrap was a real boy. As soon as he could
+understand any sort of fun, which was very early, they taught him all
+their games, and they made him what they called their "Regiment." Ben
+and Lewis were Colonel and Captain of Scrap; and Scrap himself was well
+enough pleased with his subordinate position. Sometimes they played at
+what they called "Marching against the North Pole," and it was a curious
+thing that they always chose such very hot weather for this particular
+game. They wore blankets, and counterpanes, and old seal-skin caps, and
+they sat on the nursery stairs, covered with rugs, pretending they were
+in sleighs, on their way to the North Pole, while the perspiration
+streamed from their faces. It was usually Ben who, at a given moment,
+impersonated a singular character known as the "Iceberg Man," and who<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_498" id="Page_498">[Pg 498]</a></span>
+upset the whole company. Scrap, weighed down by bedding, generally fell
+asleep during this performance, and I must say that Ben and Lewis rather
+languished toward the end of it; but they never tired of playing at that
+game over and over again, until cold weather came.</p>
+
+<p>Scrap had the measles about this time, and while he lay in bed Ben and
+Lewis occupied themselves writing bulletins of his progress, which were
+pinned to the dining-room door every morning, and were intended to be
+very helpful in their character. Scrap was by no means dangerously ill,
+but his seclusion filled the boys with a sense of horror. One of these
+bulletins ran as follows:</p>
+
+<p>"No chainge for the better. Pulse is lite and he cries a good deal. Mary
+says he's got to be made to keep still."</p>
+
+<p>Another:</p>
+
+<p>"He kicked Mrs. Brown, and called her a cross old thing. Tong is bad and
+he wont kepe the kovers on him. Mary says he is orful to take kare of."</p>
+
+<p>As the disease progressed, the bulletins became still more unpleasantly
+personal. One, written in very black ink, ran as follows:</p>
+
+<p>"He put his Tong out at the doctor, and mary says we are afrade he is
+going to have the mumps and if he does wont there just be a time with
+him."</p>
+
+<p>This "time" came to pass, for mumps set in, and poor little Scrap's
+seclusion left him a very white-faced, tired little person indeed. But
+after a time no more horrible bulletins had to be written about him, for
+all his sweetness of temper returned, and he played at being the
+"Regiment" again with great gayety.</p>
+
+<div class="figright" style="width: 294px;">
+<img src="images/ill_003.jpg" width="294" height="500" alt="" />
+<span class="caption">SCRAP AND HIS KITTEN.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>It was about this time that I one day heard a knock at my front door,
+and opening it myself, found Scrap standing very still, his eyes
+twinkling, and his little mouth trying not to smile. He had a wee kitten
+in a basket.</p>
+
+<p>"Well, Scrap!" I exclaimed, "I'm glad to see you, dear. Where did pussy
+come from?"</p>
+
+<p>"I find I don't need her," he said, soberly, coming in and sitting down,
+grave as a little judge. "She's a present for you. Do you think you like
+cats?"</p>
+
+<p>"Not always," I had to answer in truth. "But that looks such a dear
+little thing! Where did you get her, Scrap dear?"</p>
+
+<p>"The ashman gave her to me," said Scrap, with a little anxious frown.
+"As a general fact ashmen don't own kittens, at least so this one said
+they didn't; but he said if we didn't buy her he'd drown her in a bag,
+and I bought her with my penny; but I find I don't need her, and I
+thought you'd like her for a real truly present."</p>
+
+<p>Who could refuse Scrap's offering, even though it entailed watching a
+little kitten that could not crawl?</p>
+
+<p>"She doesn't know how to be sorry for me," he said, as he was leaving,
+having kissed pussy tenderly good-by&mdash;"but she is only a baby. I think,"
+he added, looking at me with his earnest little way&mdash;"I think the ashman
+is her uncle."</p>
+
+<p>Scrap early developed two talents; one was for running away, the other
+was for composing stories. The stories were most interesting, but the
+running away used to frighten the whole household. Scrap would be
+brought back from these expeditions a most dejected, tired little
+person. One day he wandered all over New York with a German band;
+another time he was found in an old woman's shanty, learning how to feed
+pigs. When he was remonstrated with he would listen very soberly, fixing
+his eyes on Mary's face, and watching her mouth with comical intentness;
+but unfortunately it was impossible to make him appreciate the dangerous
+character of his offenses. One day, after Mary had exhausted all her
+eloquence, and told him of every possible danger, he remarked, calmly:</p>
+
+<p>"That wasn't half as interesting as the last time, Mary. You never told
+me a word about Charlie Ross. Begin with how he was let go out to play."
+Then his little eyes danced, and he added, with his quaint air: "Make it
+just as frightening as you can, and couldn't you put in something about
+bears? Just scare me awfully, and see if it won't do me good."</p>
+
+<p>Soon after this a means of preventing Scrap's vagabondizing occurred.
+Dr. Grey decided to take all the children to Germany, and Mary told
+Scrap he would see far more there than he ever could by running away. So
+the family sailed one summer for Austria. It was when they were on the
+steamer that they discovered Scrap had hidden away in his pocket a tiny
+American flag. Ben and Lewis laughed at him dreadfully, but Scrap was
+not to be put down.</p>
+
+<p>"Now, you boys," he said, with his most dignified air, "suppose they
+should take me for a German, don't you see? I'll just show them my
+'Merikan flag."</p>
+
+<p>This spirit moved little Scrap all the time he was abroad. He resolutely
+refused to mingle with German boys in any purely German sport, lest he
+should lose his position as a "'Merikan" among them. He would say, "I'll
+show you some of our 'Merikan games, if you can learn them."</p>
+
+<p>In the little German town where the boys lived he became a sort of small
+leader, older boys quite giving way before his manly assertion of
+authority. Among others, Scrap played with some young German Princes,
+whose rank in their own country entitled them to rule in all the games.
+This puzzled and bothered Scrap. One day he withdrew from a game, calmly
+remarking: "Perhaps you didn't know&mdash;I am a 'Merikan Prince."</p>
+
+<p>After that Scrap's power never was contested. All that winter he went on
+writing his funny little stories, or telling them to the other boys. I
+do not know just whence Scrap's stories came, nor how they were made up,
+but I will quote from one which lies before me.</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+
+<p>"William and Billy were two brothers, and they lived with their
+father and mother. Their father was named Mr. Holloway. He had been
+a very rich man, but now he had lost most of his money. He lost it
+through a chink in the wall. After that he kept his money on ice.</p>
+
+<p>"'Come,' said William to Billy. 'Let us go down to the brook and
+fish.'</p>
+
+<p>"So they went.</p>
+
+<p>"'Hi-i!' said Billy, 'I've found a penny.'</p>
+
+<p>"He then found a very large smooth rock to lay it on before they
+began to fish.</p>
+
+<p>"They meant to catch a whale, but they tried for little fishes
+first. William caught one little one, and laid it on the rock.
+Presently they heard the fish screaming and yelling, and they went
+to the rock, and saw the penny was gone. They knew the fish had
+swallowed it, for he kept on screeching so. They took him up and
+jiggled him by the tail, and the penny dropped out. At last they
+caught a whale, and carried him home with the little fish. Mr. and
+Mrs. Holloway thought they would like to go to that same brook and
+fish. So, early the next morning, they went. They worked all day,
+and William and Billy had two pieces of pie for dinner all alone.
+And what do you think? When Mr. and Mrs. Holloway came home they
+had only caught one skinny, miserable little thing, and William and
+Billy sat down and roared laughing."</p></blockquote>
+
+<p>Scrap asked Mary if she thought any one would like to publish this
+story. He said it wasn't truly true, but he had it in his head just as
+if it was true. He said the German boys liked it; but he knew they were
+sorry William and Billy were Americans.</p>
+
+<p>Scrap began a museum about this time, and when you paid a penny and went
+in to see it, you were treated to a tepid drink which he called
+"lemarade," and which made you feel very uncomfortable almost at once.
+Scrap mixed it in a bottle, and kept it under his little pillow, except
+on "museum days." This museum was a source of great joy to the
+round-faced German boys. It contained a variety<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_499" id="Page_499">[Pg 499]</a></span> of articles brought
+from America. One was a piece of horseshoe, which Scrap labelled "An
+American's bone."</p>
+
+<p>He had some old teeth; a broken pistol; an ancient army hat of his
+father's; varieties of buttons; a few dried flowers, labelled, "From
+Central Park, United States of 'Merica"; a piece of marble with which,
+Scrap said, "any one could plant a whole tombstone" (he believed they
+grew); and finally a number of old postage stamps. Quantity seemed to be
+mainly Scrap's object. When, you got tired of looking, the "lemarade"
+'was again handed around.</p>
+
+<p>After a few exhibitions of this valuable collection, it seemed to occur
+to Scrap that the affair needed life and animation. So he instituted a
+dance 'midway in the performance. It was done with great gravity, and
+dear little Scrap's feet were so large that they made every movement
+funny. Somehow, although it was meant as a diversion, that dance was so
+pathetic no one could smile naturally, and Scrap himself seemed to
+consider it a dignified affair.</p>
+
+<p>I am sorry that I can not tell you more about dear little Scrap's
+doings. His active, merry, earnest ways seem to have filled all that
+German winter. He organized all the games of the neighborhood, and was
+the leader in everything. All the time he had certain quiet hours in
+which, dear baby that he was in years, his education went on&mdash;his funny
+little education! He wrote and read and spelled, and he did the most
+astonishing little sums.</p>
+
+<p>One snowy March day Scrap fell ill. His longing to see America once more
+grew positively painful. He kept his desk near him, and continued his
+"museum days," always handing around "lemarade" at the usual intervals,
+and promising us new dances when he got well.</p>
+
+<p>The boys used to make a circle around his bed, and it seemed to worry
+them that at times they had been cross or rough with Scrap. Unless he
+was very weak, he would always tell them stories. His little face grew
+very white and wistful-looking, and his voice very tired, and I think if
+any one had had the heart, those museum days would have been interfered
+with, for he entered into the spirit of them so keenly that they left
+him very weary.</p>
+
+<p>At last he gave them up of his own will. He found he could not enjoy
+them; but he kept his little flag close at hand. One afternoon, when it
+was snowing outside, and everything in-doors was very still, and Ben was
+asleep in a chair by the fire, Scrap touched his sister Mary with one
+little feverish hand, and said:</p>
+
+<p>"Molly, isn't it 'Merika yet?"</p>
+
+<p>Mary had tears so thickly in her eyes, she bent her face that Scrap
+might not see them. The dear little face on the pillow was watching hers
+anxiously.</p>
+
+<p>"It will be very soon, my darling."</p>
+
+<p>Scrap moved about restlessly for a moment, tracing a pattern on the wall
+with one little finger. It grew tired so soon. When he turned his face
+again to Mary, he said, with his old quaint air, and jealously holding
+his little flag, "Won't I <i>always</i> be a truly 'Merikan, Molly?"</p>
+
+<p>They re-assured him on this point, and he fell asleep quite comforted.
+The dear little Scrap! He scarcely spoke again. The next day's wintry
+dawn saw him in his last slumber. The little flag he had so treasured as
+the symbol of his native land was held so closely in his fingers that
+they would not move it. His little friends came in to see him for
+good-by, and Mary and Ben and Lewis talked of the day when he had first
+come to them, lying in that pink and white cradle over the sea. Would
+the room look the same ever again? Ben wondered. Lewis talked of how
+Scrap had loved the garden.</p>
+
+<p>When they kissed him for the last time, and laid him to rest, the bit of
+color and the faded stars went with him. His dear little face wore its
+sweetest look. The flag was clasped on his bosom, and winter flowers
+were lying all about him.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap" />
+<h2><a name="WAVE_AND_SAND" id="WAVE_AND_SAND">WAVE AND SAND.</a></h2>
+
+<h3>BY CHARLES BARNARD.</h3>
+
+<p>I have now told you something, at three different times, about the sea,
+the rocks, and the waves. You remember we looked at these things, and
+tried to learn something of the way in which the winds and waves have
+worked together to carve out the rocks and the dry land. There is
+nothing like seeing a thing for yourself, and those boys and girls who
+live near the eastern shore of the United States, between New York and
+Florida, can easily visit one of the strangest of the strange works done
+by the sea.</p>
+
+<p>Along the whole south side of Long Island, beginning at Montauk, all
+along the Jersey shore, away down past Little Delaware, Maryland, and
+Virginia, Cape Hatteras, and the low sandy shores of the Carolinas and
+Georgia, to the Florida Keys, is a most singular beach, built up by the
+sea. The odd thing about this thousand-mile beach is that it appears
+about to move away. It is continually walking along the coast, up or
+down, or forward and backward, as if restless and tired of staying in
+one place.</p>
+
+<p>At one time it may have great holes cut through it, and at another time
+it creeps along and closes up the gaps, and alters the whole character
+of the country behind it. Its queer habit of creeping along the shore in
+certain places has given such parts the name of travelling beaches.
+Really, I suppose, there are no beaches in the world that do not travel
+about at some time. They are all restless things, and while we may not
+see them move, we feel very sure they can and do travel for miles
+wherever the winds and waves compel them. People who live on these
+travelling beaches try to stop them by building heavy stone walls, or by
+driving rows of piles across them. They do not seem to care much, and in
+some places the sand and rolling pebbles climb over the walls, and
+travel on very much as they please. Coney Island is one of these
+travelling beaches, Rockaway is another, Sandy Hook is part of another.</p>
+
+<p>The only thing that can stop one of these creeping beaches is a river.
+The Hudson River, flowing out of New York Bay, breaks the beach in two
+between the Highlands of Navesink and Long Island. There has been a big
+fight here between the beach and the river. Coney Island has crept out
+like a crooked finger from the east, and Sandy Hook has travelled up for
+several miles from the south. If the river were not the strongest, the
+beaches would creep out from each side and grow right across the great
+bay, and Sandy Hook would touch Coney Island. Then, in place of the wide
+bay open to the sea, there would be a long beach, with the ocean on the
+outside and a fresh-water lake on the inside.</p>
+
+<p>All the rivers that flow east from the mountains in the Eastern States
+below New York Bay have had to fight with this creeping beach before
+they could escape into the sea. In some places the beaches have crept
+right across the streams, and compelled them to turn aside and go
+another way.</p>
+
+<div class="figright" style="width: 219px;">
+<img src="images/ill_004.jpg" width="219" height="500" alt="" />
+<span class="caption">NEW JERSEY COAST SOUTH OF SANDY HOOK.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>Here is a map showing one place where long years ago there was a strange
+fight between the creeping beach and two poor little rivers. The place
+is on the New Jersey shore not far from New York. At the bottom of the
+map is a part of the Shrewsbury River. Just north of it is another and
+larger stream called the Navesink. Still farther north are the high
+hills called the Highlands of Navesink. In front of these two streams
+and the hills is a narrow strip of beach, and outside of this is the
+Atlantic Ocean. There is a carriage-road and a railroad on top of the
+beach, and from the car windows you can see the surf breaking on one
+side, and the still waters of the two rivers on the other side. It is so
+narrow that often the sea breaks entirely over it, and in the
+summer-time you can walk from one side to the other in less than two
+minutes. To the north this beach extends to Sandy Hook, and to the south
+it stretches for hundreds of miles, with here and there a break, as at
+the Chesapeake or at the Delaware<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_500" id="Page_500">[Pg 500]</a></span> Capes, far down to Florida.
+Pine-trees grow on it here. Far away to the south the wild palmetto, the
+orange-trees, and the bananas grow along the shore.</p>
+
+<p>The strange thing about the place shown on this map is found just where
+the two rivers meet. A long time ago&mdash;so long that no one can tell when
+it may have happened&mdash;the rivers ran into the sea just where the beach
+is now. Where the hotels and cottages stand was once deep water. There
+are two ways in which this may have happened: it may have been a storm
+that threw up a bar across the river's mouth, or the creeping beach may
+have slowly pushed its way along and closed it up. It may have been both
+the storm and the creeping sand. At any rate, we may feel pretty sure
+the river was dammed up, and the water, finding no other outlet, turned
+to the north, and burst through into Sandy Hook Bay. It cut a path along
+the front of the hills, and there we find it to-day, a narrow river
+running to the north between the beach and the high-lands. Steam-boats
+pass up the Navesink River this way, and a bridge has been built over
+the stream to the beach. All this, as it is to-day, is shown on the map.</p>
+
+<p>This creeping motion of the beach is very curious. The waves when the
+wind blows from the south or southeast strike the shore obliquely; that
+is, instead of rolling in "broad-side," as the sailors would say, or
+squarely in front, they strike at an angle. One end of the wave strikes
+the bottom first, and the breaking surf seems to run along the beach,
+instead of falling all at once, for some distance. The waves, as you
+have seen, push the sand along before them, and so it happens that these
+southeast waves drive the sand along as well as up the beach. The sand
+slides and rolls toward the right, or north, and the beach is said to
+creep or travel. If there is an opening in the beach, the waves push the
+sand from the south into the opening, and it grows out into the deep
+water just as you saw in the picture of the sand-bar. This beach has
+already crept three miles out into the water, and made Sandy Hook.</p>
+
+<p>One thing is quite certain. There was at one time a deep channel through
+the beach just here. At one time not many years ago a storm broke
+through the beach, and a ship, losing its way, ran in there, and was
+wrecked. Not a trace of the old hull can be found now. The beach long
+ago crept over the place, and to-day the sand makes a solid strip of
+land there, just as we see it.</p>
+
+<p>Look at the map again. Opposite the two rivers, outside the beach, you
+see a curious tongue or spit running out from the shore. This is under
+water, out of sight. The United States Coast Survey sent their boats all
+over this place, and measured the depth. The numbers on the map show the
+depth of the water in feet. Just here it is shallow. A little farther
+north, directly opposite the two rivers, it is much deeper. Again,
+farther along, there are more sandy spits and bars running out under
+water. This shows that at one time there was a deep channel here between
+the two shoals. It is fair to suppose this deep place was the old mouth
+of a river. It is said there are even some old teeth left in it yet, for
+on the southern spit is a buoy that marks a dangerous place called the
+Shrewsbury Rocks. All these things tell us that at one time these two
+rivers ran into the sea where now the beach stands, and that the waves
+and the creeping sand got the best of the rivers, and altered the whole
+face of the country hereabouts. Where once was an inlet and a swift
+river is now a beach and a broad shallow-stream, lined with marshes, and
+slowly filling up with salt grasses and soft mud washed down from the
+red soil of the hills. What will happen next may be quite as strange as
+that which has gone before.</p>
+
+<p>Not long ago I sailed for three days and nights along the coast from New
+York to Savannah. By day we could see from the steamer's deck trees and
+buildings, bath-houses, fishing-houses, and tall light-houses standing
+on the western horizon, as if planted in the water. They were on this
+same low beach that extends for a thousand miles along our coast. Behind
+the beach for nearly all the way there is still water, in lagoons or
+great swamps, in narrow streams ashore, or in great inland seas like
+Albemarle and Pamlico Sounds. At one place in Florida there is a strange
+stream called the Indian River that flows for a hundred miles just
+behind the beach, close to the sea, before it finds a way out into the
+ocean. In many places steamboats pass along the coast for long distances
+behind this sandy fringe that lines the shore. Still more curious is the
+low land behind the beach and the still water. It stretches like a vast
+plain, growing wider and wider toward the south, far down to Florida. It
+is covered with pine-trees, and in some places it is called the
+Pine-Barrens, and at other places the Piny Woods Country.</p>
+
+<p>The waves and the creeping beaches have been at work a long time, just
+as they are at work to-day. There will always be a struggle between the
+rivers at these queer travelling beaches, but which will be the victor
+and what will grow out of it all nobody can tell. It makes no difference
+after all. Some one may have his pretty house torn down by the waves,
+and steamboats may have to change their routes; but the Fatherly
+Goodness that controls these things will do what is best for the sea and
+the land and all His children.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap" />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_501" id="Page_501">[Pg 501]</a></span></p>
+
+<h2><a name="MR_STUBBSS_BROTHER" id="MR_STUBBSS_BROTHER"></a>MR. STUBBS'S BROTHER.<a name="FNanchor_1_1" id="FNanchor_1_1"></a><a href="#Footnote_1_1" class="fnanchor">[1]</a></h2>
+
+<h3>BY JAMES OTIS,</h3>
+
+<h4><span class="smcap">Author of "Toby Tyler," "Tim and Tip," etc</span>.</h4>
+
+<h3><span class="smcap">Chapter X</span>.</h3>
+
+<h3>THE ACCIDENT.</h3>
+
+<p>That night Toby and Abner went to the circus grounds with Uncle Daniel
+and Aunt Olive; and when old Ben approached the party, as they were
+nearing the tent, Toby motioned the cripple to come with him, for he
+thought it might be better that the boy should not hear the conversation
+concerning him.</p>
+
+<p>It had been decided by Uncle Daniel that the boys should go to the
+circus grounds that evening, and stay there until it was nearly dark,
+when they were to go home to bed; for he did not believe in having boys
+out after dark, being certain it was better for their health to go to
+bed early.</p>
+
+<p>Toby therefore intended to make this visit simply one of farewell. But
+first he wanted Abner to see a little more of the bustle and confusion
+that had so fascinated him in the afternoon.</p>
+
+<p>To that end the boys walked around the inclosure, listened to the men
+who were loudly crying the wonderful things they had for sale, and all
+the while kept a bright look-out in the hope of seeing some of their
+circus friends.</p>
+
+<p>It was nearly time for the performance to begin when the boys went into
+the skeleton's tent, and said good-by to the thin man and his fat wife.</p>
+
+<p>Then Toby, anxious to run around to the dressing-rooms to speak with
+Ella, and not daring to take Abner with him, said to the boy:</p>
+
+<p>"Now you wait here for a minute, and I'll be right back."</p>
+
+<p>Abner was perfectly contented to wait; it seemed to him that he would
+have been willing to stay there all night, provided the excitement
+should continue, and as he leaned against one of the tent ropes, he
+gazed around him in perfect delight.</p>
+
+<p>Toby found Ella without much difficulty; but both she and her mother had
+so much to say that it was some time before he could leave them to go in
+search of Ben.</p>
+
+<p>The old driver was curled up on his wagon, taking "forty winks," as he
+called a nap, before starting on the road again.</p>
+
+<p>When Toby awakened him he explained that he would not have taken the
+liberty if it had not been for the purpose of saying good-by, and Ben
+replied, good-naturedly:</p>
+
+<p>"That's all right, Toby; I should only have been angry with you if you
+had let me sleep. I've fixed it with your uncle about that little
+cripple; and now, when I get pitched off and killed some of these dark
+nights, there'll be one what'll be sorry I'm gone. Be a good boy, Toby;
+don't ever do anything you'd be afraid to tell your uncle Dan'l of, and
+next year I'll see you again."</p>
+
+<p>Toby wanted to say something; but the old driver had spoken his
+farewell, and was evidently determined neither to say nor to hear
+anything more, for he crawled up on the box of the wagon again, and
+appeared to fall asleep instantly.</p>
+
+<p>Toby stood looking at him a moment, as if trying to make out whether
+this sudden sleep was real, or only feigned in order to prevent the
+parting from being a sad one; and then he said, as he started toward the
+door:</p>
+
+<p>"Well, I thank you over and over again for Mr. Stubbs's brother, even if
+you have gone to sleep." Then he went to meet Abner.</p>
+
+<p>When he reached the place where he had left his friend, to his great
+surprise he could see nothing of him. There was no possibility that he
+could have made any mistake as to the place, for he had left him
+standing just behind the skeleton's tent.</p>
+
+<p>Toby ran quickly around the inclosure, asked some of the attendants in
+the dressing-room if they had seen a boy on crutches, and then he went
+into Mr. Treat's tent. But he could neither hear nor see anything of
+Abner, whose complete disappearance was, to say the least, very strange.</p>
+
+<p>Toby was completely bewildered by this event, and for some minutes he
+stood looking at the place where he had left his friend, as if he
+thought that his eyes must have deceived him, and that the boy was still
+there.</p>
+
+<p>There were but few persons around the outside of the tent, those who had
+money enough to pay for their admission having gone in, and those who
+were penniless having gone home, so that Toby did not find many of whom
+to make inquiries. The people belonging to the circus were busily
+engaged in making ready for the night's journey, and a number had
+gathered around one of the wagons a short distance away. But Toby
+thought it useless<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_502" id="Page_502">[Pg 502]</a></span> to ask them for tidings of his missing friend, for
+he knew by experience how busy every one connected with the circus was
+at that hour.</p>
+
+<p>After he had stood for some time looking helplessly at the tent rope
+against which he had seen Abner leaning, he went into the tent again for
+the purpose of getting Uncle Daniel to help him in the search. As he was
+passing the monkey wagon, however, he saw old Ben&mdash;whom he had left
+apparently in a heavy sleep&mdash;examining his wagon to make sure that
+everything was right, and to him he told the story of Abner's strange
+disappearance.</p>
+
+<p>"I guess he's gone off with some of the other fellows," said Ben,
+thinking the matter of but little importance, but yet going out of the
+tent with Toby as he spoke. "Boys are just like eels, an' you never know
+where to find 'em after you once let 'em slip through your fingers."</p>
+
+<p>"But Abner promised me he'd stay right here," said Toby.</p>
+
+<p>"Well, some other fellows came along, an' he promised to go with them, I
+s'pose."</p>
+
+<p>"But I don't believe Abner would; he'd keep his promise after he made
+it."</p>
+
+<p>While they were talking they had gone out of the tent, and Ben started
+at once toward the crowd around the wagon, for he knew there was no
+reason why so many men should be there when they had work to do
+elsewhere.</p>
+
+<p>"Did you go over there to see what was up?" asked the old driver.</p>
+
+<p>"No; I thought they were getting ready to start, an' I could see Abner
+wasn't there."</p>
+
+<p>"Something's the matter," muttered the old man, as he quickened his
+pace, and Toby, alarmed by the look on his friend's face, hurried on,
+hardly daring to breathe.</p>
+
+<p>One look into the wagon around which the men were gathered was
+sufficient to show why it was that Abner had not remained by the tent as
+he had promised, for he lay in the bottom of the cart, to all
+appearances dead, while two of the party were examining him to learn the
+extent of his injuries.</p>
+
+<div class="figleft" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/ill_005.jpg" width="400" height="315" alt="" />
+<span class="caption">"'WHAT IS THE MATTER? HOW DID THIS BOY GET HURT?' ASKED
+BEN."</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>"What is the matter? How did this boy get hurt?" asked Ben, sternly, as
+he leaped upon the wagon, and laid his hand over the injured boy's
+heart.</p>
+
+<p>"He was standing there close by the guy ropes when we were getting ready
+to let the canvas down. One of the side poles fell and struck him on the
+head, or shoulder, I don't know which," replied a man.</p>
+
+<p>"It struck him here on the back of the neck," said one of those who were
+examining the boy, as he turned him half over to expose an ugly-looking
+wound around which the blood was rapidly settling. "It's a wonder it
+didn't kill him."</p>
+
+<p>"He ain't dead, is he?" asked Toby, piteously, as he climbed up on one
+of the wheels, and looked over in a frightened way at the little
+deformed body that lay so still and lifeless.</p>
+
+<p>"No, he ain't dead," said Ben, who had detected a faint pulsation of the
+heart; "but why didn't some of you send for a doctor when it first
+happened?"</p>
+
+<p>"We did," replied one of the men. "Some of the village boys were here,
+and we started them right off."</p>
+
+<p>Almost as the man spoke, Dr. Abbott, one of the physicians of the town,
+drove up, and made his way through the crowd.</p>
+
+<p>Toby, too much alarmed to speak, watched the doctor's every movement as
+he made an examination of the wounded boy, and listened to the accounts
+the men gave of the way in which the accident had happened.</p>
+
+<p>"His injuries are not necessarily fatal, but they are very dangerous. He
+lives at the poor-farm, and should be taken there at once," said the
+doctor, after he had made a slight and almost careless examination.</p>
+
+<p>Toby was anxious that the poor boy should be taken to his home rather
+than to the comfortless place the doctor had proposed; but he did not
+dare make the suggestion before asking Uncle Daniel's consent to it. He
+was about to ask them not to move Abner until he could find his uncle,
+when Ben whispered something to the doctor that caused him to look at
+the old stage-driver in surprise.</p>
+
+<p>"I'll ask Uncle Dan'l to take him home with us," said Toby, as he
+slipped down from his high perch, and started toward the tent.</p>
+
+<p>"I'll take care of that," said Ben, as he went toward the tent with him.
+"I had just fixed it with your uncle so's he'd take Abner from the
+poor-farm an' board him, an' now there's all the more reason why he
+should do it. You go back an' stay with Abner, an' I'll bring your uncle
+Dan'l out."</p>
+
+<p>Then Toby went back to the wagon, where the poor little cripple still
+lay as one dead, while the blood flowed in a tiny stream from one of his
+arms, where the physician had opened a vein.</p>
+
+<p>Not understanding the reason for this blood-letting, and supposing that
+the crimson now was due to the injuries Abner had received, Toby cried
+out in fear; but one of the men explained the case to him, and then he
+waited as patiently as possible for the driver's return.</p>
+
+<p>Both Uncle Daniel and Aunt Olive came out with Ben, and within a very
+few moments Abner was being carried to the farm-house, in the same wagon
+that had taken him there before in company with the skeleton and his
+party for that famous dinner.</p>
+
+<p>It frightened Toby still more to see the unconscious boy carried into
+the house by Ben and the doctor as though he were already dead; and when
+Aunt Olive led them into the best room, where no one had slept since
+Uncle Daniel's sister died, it seemed as if every one believed Abner
+could not live, or they would not have carried him there.</p>
+
+<p>Toby hardly knew when Ben went away, or whether he said anything before
+he left, or, in fact, anything else, so sad and confused was he. He did
+not even think about Mr. Stubbs's brother, but remained in one corner of
+the room, almost hidden by one of the flowing chintz curtains, until
+Uncle Daniel heard him sobbing, and came and led him away.</p>
+
+<p>"There is good reason to hope Abner will recover," said the old man, as
+he stroked Toby's hair; "but he is in the keeping of the One who never
+errs, and whatsoever He does is good."</p>
+
+<p>Then Uncle Daniel actually kissed the boy, as he told him to go to bed
+and go to sleep. Toby went to bed as he was commanded, though it seemed
+impossible he should sleep while Abner might be dying.</p>
+
+<h4>[<span class="smcap">to be continued</span>.]</h4>
+
+<hr class="chap" />
+<h2><a name="THE_BOYHOOD_OF_WILLIAM_CHAMBERS" id="THE_BOYHOOD_OF_WILLIAM_CHAMBERS">THE BOYHOOD OF WILLIAM CHAMBERS.</a></h2>
+
+<p>Boys and girls who can buy <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span> every week for four
+cents, and other periodicals and books almost as cheap, can have very
+little notion of the difficulty that little folk had seventy or eighty
+years ago in getting something to read. It was only fifty years ago,
+indeed, that the first efforts were made to supply cheap, instructive,
+and entertaining literature, and one of the men who made those efforts
+is still living in Scotland. Mr. William Chambers, who is now eighty-two
+years of age, has lately published a little account of his life, and
+what he has to tell of his boyhood and youth is very interesting.</p>
+
+<p>His father was unfortunate in business, and became so poor that young
+Chambers had to begin making his own way very early in life. He had
+little schooling&mdash;only six pounds' (thirty dollars) worth in all, he
+tells us&mdash;and as there were no juvenile books or periodicals in those
+days, and no books of any other kind, except costly ones, it was hard
+for him to do much in the way of educating himself.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_503" id="Page_503">[Pg 503]</a></span> But William
+Chambers meant to learn all that he could, and that determination
+counted for a good deal. There was a small circulating library in his
+native town, and he began by reading each volume straight through,
+without skipping one. Then he got hold of a copy of the <i>Encyclopędia
+Britannica</i>, which most boys would regard as very dry reading. He read
+it carefully. When that was done, young Chambers was really pretty well
+educated, although he did not know it.</p>
+
+<p>About this time the boy had to go to work for his living. He became an
+apprentice to a bookseller in Edinburgh. His wages were only four
+shillings (about a dollar) a week, and on that small sum he had to
+support himself, paying for food, lodging, clothes, and everything else,
+for five years. "It was a hard but somewhat droll scrimmage with
+semi-starvation," he says; for after paying for his lodgings and
+clothes, he had only about seven cents a day with which to buy his food.</p>
+
+<p>In the summer he jumped out of bed at five o'clock every morning, and
+spent the time before the hour for beginning business in reading and
+making electrical experiments. He studied French in that way too, and on
+Sundays carried a French Testament to church, and read in French what
+the minister read in English.</p>
+
+<p>Winter came on, and the poor lad was puzzled. It was not only cold, but
+entirely dark at five o'clock in the morning during the winter months,
+and William, who had only seven cents a day to buy food with, could not
+afford either a fire or a candle to read by. There was no other time of
+day, however, that he could call his own, and so it seemed that he must
+give up his reading altogether, which was a great grief to the ambitious
+lad.</p>
+
+<p>Just then a piece of good luck befell him. He happened to know what is
+called a "sandwich man"&mdash;that is to say, a man who walks about with
+signs hanging behind and before him. One day this man made him a
+proposition. The sandwich man knew a baker who, with his two sons,
+carried on a small business in a cellar. The baker was fond of reading,
+but had no time for it, and as he and his sons had to bake their bread
+early in the morning, he proposed, through the sandwich man, to employ
+William Chambers as reader. His plan was that Chambers should go to the
+cellar bakery every morning at five o'clock, and read to the bakers, and
+for this service he promised to give the boy one hot roll each morning.
+Here was double good fortune. It enabled Chambers to go on with his
+reading by the baker's light and fire, and it secured for him a
+sufficient breakfast without cost.</p>
+
+<p>He accepted the proposition at once, and for two and a half hours every
+morning he sat on a flour sack in the cellar, and read to the bakers by
+the light of a penny candle stuck in a bottle.</p>
+
+<p>Out of his small wages it was impossible for the boy to save anything,
+and so when the five years of his apprenticeship ended, he had only five
+shillings in the world. Yet he determined to begin business at once on
+his own account. Getting credit for ten pounds' worth of books, he
+opened a little stall, and thus began what has since grown to be a great
+publishing business.</p>
+
+<p>He had a good deal of unoccupied time at his stall, and "in order to
+pick up a few shillings," as he says, he began to write out neat copies
+of poems for albums. Finding sale for these, he determined to enlarge
+that part of his business by printing the poems. For that purpose he
+bought a small and very "squeaky" press and a font of worn type which
+had been used for twenty years. He had to teach himself how to set the
+type, and as his press would print only half a sheet at a time, it was
+very slow work; but he persevered, and gradually built up a little
+printing business in connection with his bookselling. After a while he
+published an edition of Burns's poems, setting the type, printing the
+pages, and binding the books with his own hands, and clearing eight
+pounds by the work.</p>
+
+<p>Chambers wrote a good deal at that time, and his brother Robert wrote
+still more, so that they were at once authors, printers, publishers, and
+booksellers, but all in a very small way. After ten years of this work,
+William Chambers determined to publish a cheap weekly periodical, to be
+filled with entertaining and instructive matters, designed especially
+for the people who could not afford to buy expensive books and
+periodicals. Robert refused to join in this scheme, and so for a time
+the whole work and risk fell upon William. His friends all agreed in
+thinking that ruin would be the result, but William Chambers thought he
+knew what the people wanted, and hence he went on.</p>
+
+<p>The result soon justified his expectations. The first number was
+published on the 4th of February, 1832. Thirty thousand copies were sold
+in a few days, and three weeks later the sale rose to fifty thousand
+copies a week.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_504" id="Page_504">[Pg 504]</a></span></p>
+
+<hr class="chap" />
+<h2><a name="THE_CHILDRENS_DAY" id="THE_CHILDRENS_DAY">THE CHILDREN'S DAY.</a></h2>
+
+<p>The children of the city of Brooklyn, Long Island, are fortunate in
+having a day of their own when they have the right of way. The schools,
+public and private, are closed, and some of the finest streets are given
+up to the little folk on the day of the annual Sunday-school parade.</p>
+
+<p>For weeks before May 24 bright eyes were wide with pleasure whenever the
+"Anniversary" was mentioned. In the various schools special songs were
+practiced, and mothers, whether rich or poor, were very busy at home in
+making the pretty dresses and suits which were to be worn on the
+occasion. At last the time drew near.</p>
+
+<p>Then the little hearts had only one anxiety&mdash;the weather. Would it rain?
+Would it be clear? Oh, how many little people spelled slowly through the
+newspaper reports the day before, and lisped their opinions about the
+probabilities! The joy was great when the sun rose on Wednesday, and the
+sky was as blue and soft as if it had just been swept free of cloudy
+cobwebs on purpose for the Brooklyn procession.</p>
+
+<p>At 11 <span class="smcap">a.m</span>. the City Hall bell pealed out grandly, and its tones were
+answered by church bells all over the city. There was a perfect chorus
+of chimes.</p>
+
+<p>Noon had scarcely struck when the pavements were thronged with boys and
+girls hastening to their several schools. There the exercises consisted
+of addresses and music. As soon as these were ended, the parade began.
+There were 60,000 children in movement at once through the beautiful
+tree-shaded avenues: 112 Sunday-schools took part, arranged in seven
+divisions. They marched, with banners flying, to the music of military
+bands, which played their most triumphant strains. Mottoes, emblems,
+flowers, white dresses, rainbow ribbons, floating curls, and cheerful
+faces altogether made a pageant which it did tired people good to see.
+Twenty-three schools formed the Prospect Park division.</p>
+
+<p>The Park itself had been dressed by nature in the brightest of green and
+the loveliest of early-blooming shrubs. The long meadow with its velvet
+sward was staked off for the children's evolutions, and protected from
+the crowd by genial policemen. On the grand stand sat his Honor the
+Mayor, and with him were a number of clergymen, and persons of official
+dignity.</p>
+
+<p>Brooklyn has been called the City of Churches. She might be styled the
+City of the Innocents, so many lovely little ones does she gather every
+year at her wonderful May Anniversary.</p>
+
+<p>When the march was ended, the scholars returned to their places of
+meeting, where they were feasted on cake and ice-cream before going to
+their homes.</p>
+
+<p>No doubt some of them were a little weary, but not too much so to
+prevent their sleeping sweetly after their happy day.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_505" id="Page_505">[Pg 505]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 800px;">
+<img src="images/ill_006.jpg" width="800" height="572" alt="" />
+<span class="caption">THE CHILDREN'S DAY&mdash;FIFTY-THIRD ANNIVERSARY OF THE
+BROOKLYN SUNDAY-SCHOOL UNION.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_506" id="Page_506">[Pg 506]</a></span></p>
+
+<hr class="chap" />
+<h2><a name="HOW_DOLLY_BEAT_THE_HUNTERS" id="HOW_DOLLY_BEAT_THE_HUNTERS">HOW DOLLY BEAT THE HUNTERS.</a></h2>
+
+<h3>BY PROFESSOR FRED MYRON COLBY.</h3>
+
+<p>"Charley, it's time to go after the cows," said Farmer Goodwin to his
+oldest boy, one summer day, near evening.</p>
+
+<p>"I'm off, father," replied Charley, a bright little fellow of eleven,
+and whistling to Tiger, a large brindled mastiff, he was soon marching
+toward the pasture with the dog at his heels.</p>
+
+<p>This was ninety years ago very nearly, and the place was near the
+historic mountain of Kearsarge, in central New Hampshire. Moses Goodwin
+was one of the early settlers of that region, and his cabin stood far up
+the cleared slope of the mountain, on a fertile ridge of land, where the
+fields of corn were ripening for the harvest.</p>
+
+<p>The sides of the mountain were covered with thick forests, even as they
+are to-day, affording excellent haunts for the wild animals of the
+latitude. The bark of the wolf, the screech of the cougar, and the growl
+of the bear were well-known sounds to most of the early settlers.
+Indeed, it was no uncommon thing for the families of the pioneers to be
+awakened at night by the fierce chorus of wild beasts around their
+cabins.</p>
+
+<p>There were large State bounties on all of these animals, and after a few
+years their numbers began to diminish. At the time of our story it was
+very seldom that a bear or a panther was seen about the settlement. If
+now and then a farmer lost a fine sheep or a favorite calf, it was no
+more than was expected. Farmer Goodwin had himself lost that very autumn
+a valuable young heifer, which was supposed to have been carried off by
+a bear. None of the other settlers had lost any of their stock, and it
+was supposed that the animal had left the neighborhood.</p>
+
+<p>Charley was gone longer than usual after the cows on the evening in
+question. His parents began to feel uneasy at his protracted absence.</p>
+
+<p>"It's time he should be here," said the farmer. "The stock must have
+wandered farther than usual."</p>
+
+<p>"I am afraid something has happened to him," observed Mrs. Goodwin, her
+fair face growing a shade paler at the thought of her boy's danger.
+"Perhaps he's met a bear or a panther."</p>
+
+<p>"There he is now, all right, I guess," exclaimed the husband, as he
+heard the cattle going into the barn. "I'll go out and help him turn
+them in."</p>
+
+<p>As he opened the door, in rushed Tiger, uttering fearful moans, and
+shaking like an aspen leaf. The mastiff was in a terrible condition. His
+brindled hide was all covered with blood, and there were torn places and
+gaping wounds on his neck and shoulders, showing conclusively that he
+had been engaged in a fight with some powerful animal. Mrs. Goodwin sat
+down, white and faint, in a chair.</p>
+
+<p>"Charley is dead. I know he is. The beast has killed my boy. Oh, what
+shall I do?" she sobbed, half frantic in her grief.</p>
+
+<p>"Be calm, mother," said the settler. "I don't believe it's as bad as
+that. The creature attacked the dog. Perhaps Charley is hiding
+somewhere. I'll get Neighbor Savary to go with me, and we'll see if he
+can't be found."</p>
+
+<p>He lit a candle and placed it in an old tin lantern, and went to the
+house of his next-door neighbor. Together the two men followed the path
+to the pasture, and searched that inclosure all over; but they were
+unable to find any trace of the boy.</p>
+
+<p>Once or twice they stopped and called his name, but there was no answer.
+As they were passing through the thick underbrush by the banks of the
+brook, a fierce scream stayed their steps. There was the sound of a
+large body tearing through the shrubbery, and by the light of their
+lantern they saw the fierce beast spring up into a tree and begin
+tearing the bark with its claws.</p>
+
+<p>"It's a painter, sure enough," said Goodwin's neighbor. "We'd better
+start for the house, seeing as how we ain't armed."</p>
+
+<p>"And must I go home without my boy? How can I? It will kill my poor
+wife."</p>
+
+<p>"It's the only thing left us. There, the painter's going away. It's
+useless to stand here any longer."</p>
+
+<p>The beast was heard moving off; and they turned sadly toward home.</p>
+
+<p>On the following morning a large company of men and boys, neighboring
+settlers, were gathered with their dogs and guns around Goodwin's cabin
+door. The news of Charley's disappearance and of a panther in the
+neighborhood had spread like wildfire through the settlement. It was
+determined to hunt the monster to the death.</p>
+
+<p>The excited party started at once, dividing into two companies, each
+under an experienced hunter. It was thought by this method that the
+panther would have fewer chances of escaping, and be brought to bay with
+more dispatch than if the hunters marched all in one body.</p>
+
+<p>Far up on the mountain the hounds took the scent and dashed away,
+followed by the hunters. But away to the left, on another ridge of the
+mountains, was heard the bay of the pack belonging to the other
+division. Still the enthusiasm of the settlers was not cooled. At noon
+the two parties met on the other side of the mountain. A light lunch was
+eaten, and then they started on the homeward track. Nothing had been
+seen of the panther.</p>
+
+<p>On the Warner side of the mountain, late in the afternoon, the hounds of
+one of the parties made a great outcry. It was in a swamp, not far from
+the Goodwin pasture. The men hurried to the spot, jumping stones and
+bushes and the trunks of fallen trees in their haste. They met the dogs
+coming back. Two of them had bloody muzzles, and bore hideous wounds on
+their bodies.</p>
+
+<p>"The dogs have had hold of something, and something has had hold of
+them," said one of the men, quaintly. "It's a painter's work; I know the
+marks of their claws."</p>
+
+<p>The hunters went through the swamp cautiously. The dogs would not go
+back again. No trace of the panther was found. Disappointed and weary,
+they proceeded down the mountain toward the settlement.</p>
+
+<p>"What is that?" asked one of the men, suddenly.</p>
+
+<p>A sound like that of some one shouting was plainly heard. They all
+stopped to listen. The shout was repeated, and was not far off.</p>
+
+<p>"It's my boy! It's Charley's voice!" cried Goodwin. "He must be alive,"
+and he rushed in the direction of the sound.</p>
+
+<p>At the foot of the hill before spoken of, in Goodwin's pasture, there
+was a large ledge of rocks. Toward that the party hastened.</p>
+
+<p>"Charley! Charley! where are you?" shouted the pioneer.</p>
+
+<p>"Here I am," replied the little fellow&mdash;"down here in the rock. I can't
+get up."</p>
+
+<p>Several of the party had already mounted the ledge, and they now saw
+what was the matter. There was a crevice or crack running through the
+rock from top to bottom, all the way from a foot to a foot and a half in
+width. Into this fissure the boy had fallen, and as the sides were steep
+and smooth, he could not possibly climb out. A hazel withe was cut, and
+one end given him, and he was speedily drawn to the surface.</p>
+
+<p>"How came you in there, Charley?" asked his father.</p>
+
+<p>"I fell in," answered the boy. "I was out there under that maple when
+the panther jumped on to Tige. I ran to the top of this rock, and
+stumbling, fell down in there. The panther came several times and tried
+to reach me, but he couldn't. Oh, I'm so tired and hungry!"</p>
+
+<p>"We'll be at home soon," said his father. "Your mother will be looking
+for you."</p>
+
+<p>They hastened toward the cabin with eager footsteps,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_507" id="Page_507">[Pg 507]</a></span> and soon met the
+other party, who were returning from a fruitless search for boy or
+panther. Just then the report of a gun was heard at the settlement.</p>
+
+<p>"What does that mean?" asked a brawny pioneer.</p>
+
+<p>"I don't know," answered Goodwin. "Something must be the matter."</p>
+
+<p>The party hastened their steps to a run.</p>
+
+<hr class="tb" />
+
+<p>At the close of the long afternoon, Dolly Goodwin, a girl of about
+sixteen, had gone out to do the milking. The cows had not been turned to
+pasture that day, but had been kept in an inclosure near the barn, shut
+in by a stone wall eight feet high.</p>
+
+<p>Her mother had objected to Dolly's doing this. "Father will be at home
+soon," she said, "and there will be time enough then."</p>
+
+<p>But Dolly, who was a busy little body, insisted. "If you are afraid for
+me, I will take my gun. You won't have to worry then. The cows really
+ought to be milked, for it's almost dark. Besides, Brindle and Loo like
+me."</p>
+
+<p>The girl took down a small, pretty musket from its place over the deer
+antlers; it was her own, purchased the year before from her own savings.</p>
+
+<p>The yard seemed a safe, cozy place, and Dolly felt like smiling at her
+mother's fears as she sat down on a stool and began milking one of the
+gentle, mild-eyed animals that were complacently chewing their cuds. She
+had one of the pails about filled, when there was a sudden disturbance
+among the horned inmates of the inclosure.</p>
+
+<p>Dolly rose to her feet and gazed around, grasping her musket in both
+hands. We can see how she looked&mdash;a thin slip of a girl, with bare feet
+and ankles, a gown of linsey-woolsey, her gingham bonnet thrown back
+from her curls, and hanging to her neck by its fastened strings. The red
+in her cheeks and the flash in her eye made her look very charming.</p>
+
+<p>Her quick eye soon caught a glance of a lithe, cat-like animal creeping
+stealthily along the high stone wall. Its glaring eyes, the long
+undulating tail, and the tawny-colored hide told well enough the
+character of the intruder. She knew it was a panther.</p>
+
+<p>Dolly's heart rose into her throat, and for a moment, as she said
+afterward, she thought she should run as poor Brindle had done. But she
+was a pioneer girl, strong and healthy, and her nerves were soon under
+control. She raised her weapon to her shoulder, and levelled it full at
+the tawny breast of the crouching panther.</p>
+
+<p>Her aim was taken instantly. She saw the greenish eyes glitter, and the
+long tail lash the wall excitedly. The next moment the savage beast
+sprang toward her. At the same moment her finger pressed the trigger.</p>
+
+<p>She knew no more until she heard the baying of hounds and the loud cries
+of the returning hunters. Her father opened the heavy wooden gate, and
+came in where she was leaning half faint against the wall.</p>
+
+<p>"I am all right now, father," said Dolly, in reply to his anxious
+interrogation, "but I was kind of sick like a while ago."</p>
+
+<p>She still looked very pale.</p>
+
+<p>"The girl has beat the hull of us!" cried a rough pioneer. "It's the
+very beast we were arter. See, there's the marks of the hounds' teeth.
+Well, it's saved us a journey to-morrow; that's a comfort. But you beat
+the dickens, Dolly, you do."</p>
+
+<p>They all crowded around, offering congratulations, and for weeks
+afterward her exploit was the talk of the neighborhood.</p>
+
+<p>The panther proved on measurement to be one of the largest of its kind;
+lacking only an inch of being seven feet in length, including its tail.
+The State bounty was forty dollars. This sum, with what she realized
+from its skin, made Dolly quite a rich young lady for those times.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap" />
+<h2><a name="ROBIN_GOODFELLOW" id="ROBIN_GOODFELLOW">ROBIN GOODFELLOW.</a></h2>
+
+<h3>BY ELLA RODMAN CHURCH.</h3>
+
+<p>"Once upon a time, a great while agoe," begins a strange fairy tale that
+was written in the days of bad spelling, "there was wont to walke many
+harmlesse spirits called fayries, dancing in brave order in fayry rings
+on greene hills with sweete musicke (sometimes invisible), in divers
+shapes; and many mad prankes would they play."</p>
+
+<p>It was at this time that a mischievous imp, named Robin Goodfellow, who
+was half fairy and half human being, was going about from place to
+place, sometimes doing good-natured things, but often bent only on
+mischief.</p>
+
+<p>All sorts of queer stories were told of him; and when anything happened
+that people couldn't understand, they were sure to say, "It's some trick
+of Robin Goodfellow's." When he was only six years old, the neighbors
+complained of him to his mother for tormenting their very lives out
+whenever her back was turned. Finally he was threatened with a whipping,
+and to escape this punishment Robin ran away.</p>
+
+<p>After travelling a long distance from home he met a tailor, who engaged
+him as an apprentice. For a time he behaved himself very well. But
+finally his love of mischief got the better of him, and he was at his
+old tricks again.</p>
+
+<p>One day his master had a gown to make for a woman, and it must be
+finished that night; they both sat up late to work on it, and by twelve
+o'clock it was finished all but putting in the sleeves. The tailor was
+very sleepy, and said that he would go to bed. He told Robin to "whip on
+the sleeves," and then follow him. Robin said that he would, and as soon
+as his master had disappeared, he hung up the gown and whipped it most
+severely with the sleeves.</p>
+
+<p>When the tailor came down in the morning, he found him still busy at
+this work, and asked him what he was doing.</p>
+
+<p>"What you bade me," was the reply&mdash;"whipping on the sleeves."</p>
+
+<p>"You rogue!" exclaimed his master: "I meant that you should have set
+them on quickly and slightly."</p>
+
+<p>"I wish you had said so," rejoined Robin, "for then I need not have lost
+all this sleep."</p>
+
+<p>The tailor was obliged to finish the work himself; but before he could
+get through, the woman came for her gown, and scolded because it was not
+ready. Hoping to soften her wrath by offering her some refreshment,
+Robin's master told him to bring the remnants they left yesterday. The
+tailor had reference to some cold meat; but the mischievous apprentice
+brought down the remnants of cloth left of the gown, which the tailor
+had intended to keep. The man turned pale; but the woman declared that
+she liked this breakfast better than the other, and sent Robin to get
+some wine. He never came back.</p>
+
+<p>One day Robin had made a long journey, when he became so tired that he
+sat down by the road and fell asleep. Here he had a wonderful dream, in
+which troops of fairies danced about him to the sound of sweet music.
+Among them was King Oberon, who laid a scroll beside him, which was
+there when he awoke. On the scroll it was written that he was the Fairy
+King's son, that every wish of his should be granted, that he should
+have the power of turning himself into any shape he pleased, and that
+one day he should be taken to Fairy-land&mdash;on condition that he played
+tricks only on those who deserved them:</p>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 21em;">"But love then those that honest be,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 21em;">And help them in necessity.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Doe thus, and all the world shall know</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 21em;">The pranks of Robin Goodfellow."</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<p>On reading this document, Robin was much delighted, and began at once to
+try his power. As he was tired, he<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_508" id="Page_508">[Pg 508]</a></span> wished himself a horse, and found
+himself leaping and curvetting as nimbly as though he had just come out
+of the best of stables. Then he tried being a dog, then a tree, and at
+last he was quite satisfied that he could do or be anything he pleased.</p>
+
+<p>After this his pranks were worse than ever, but he obeyed his father's
+instructions, and harmed only vicious and idle and cross-grained people.</p>
+
+<p>One day in crossing a field he met a rude fellow, to whom he said:
+"Friend, what is a clock?"&mdash;the style then of asking the time.</p>
+
+<p>But the other chose to reply, churlishly, "I owe thee not so much
+service, but because thou shalt think thyself beholden to me, know that
+it is the same time of the day as it was yesterday at this time."</p>
+
+<p>Then Robin resolved to amuse himself with this man, who was going
+further on to catch a horse that was at grass; and he turned himself
+into a bird to watch him. The horse was wild, and ran away over hedge
+and ditch, and the man after him as well, as he could. Presently Robin
+thought of taking the shape of the horse, and came near enough to let
+the churl get on his back. Then he stumbled, and hurled his rider to the
+ground. Robin allowed him to mount again, but only to throw him off in
+the middle of a large pond. Then, in the shape of a fish, he swam
+ashore, and laughed maliciously, "Ho, ho, hoh," leaving the poor man
+half drowned. It is to be hoped that this lesson in manners did the
+clown good.</p>
+
+<p>Robin had more amiable moments; and often at night he would visit
+farmers' houses and help the maids to break hemp, to bolt, to dress
+flax, to spin, and do other work, for he was "excellent in everything."</p>
+
+<p>Night was his favorite time for jokes, and he would sometimes walk
+abroad with a broom on his shoulder, and cry, "Chimney-sweep!" But when
+any one called him, he ran away laughing, "Ho, ho, hoh." Sometimes he
+would pretend to be a beggar in distress, and beg most pitifully; but
+when they came to give him alms, he would cheat them in the same way.
+Then again he would sing at a door after the fashion of wandering
+minstrels, and when people came to pay him, there was nothing left of
+his song but "Ho, ho, hoh."</p>
+
+<p>King Oberon sometimes called his son to Fairy-land on nightly visits. He
+was summoned, to dance in the fairies' ring, by a shrill, sweet pipe,
+blown by little Tom Thumb, the order having been given,</p>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 21em;">"Whene'er you heare my piper blow,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 21em;">From thy bed see thou goe."</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<p>At last he was taken to dwell there altogether, and the world was rid of
+the pranks of Robin Goodfellow.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap" />
+<h2><a name="A_KETTLE-HOLDER" id="A_KETTLE-HOLDER">A KETTLE-HOLDER.</a></h2>
+
+<h3>BY MRS. T.&nbsp;W. DEWING.</h3>
+
+<div class="figright" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/ill_007.jpg" width="400" height="397" alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<p>Kettle-holders are things that must be in every household, and there is
+nothing that ingenious little fingers can spend their time upon to a
+better advantage in the days when they are too young to undertake more
+elaborate and difficult fancy-work. Here is a design that can be easily
+worked, and will be sure to please mamma if it is only carefully put
+together, and all the stitches neatly taken.</p>
+
+<p>Cut the four leaves of the clover, from grayish-green cloth or flannel,
+and baste them on a ground of pink cloth, as shown in the design. Sew
+them fast with a fine button-hole stitch. Make the ribs of the leaves,
+the stem, the little white triangular-shaped marking in the centre of
+the upper edge of the leaf, and the white crescent on the lower part of
+the leaf, also the four little white stems that join the four leaves
+together, in chain stitch of white saddler's silk.</p>
+
+<p>Let the border be of pink silk several shades paler than the pink
+ground. Sew it to the main part by over-handing it neatly on the wrong
+side. Work the horseshoes in the corners in chain stitch with gray
+saddler's silk. Represent the nails by gold beads, which must be tightly
+sewed on. Line the back with green flannel, turning in the edges, and
+hemming it very neatly. The lining at the back should always be a
+little&mdash;a very little&mdash;smaller and tighter than the front, or, as the
+holder is constantly bent, the lining becomes loose and baggy.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap" />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_509" id="Page_509">[Pg 509]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 800px;"><a name="THE_PRISONER_AT_THE_BAR" id="THE_PRISONER_AT_THE_BAR"></a>
+<img src="images/ill_008.jpg" width="800" height="429" alt="" />
+</div>
+
+<h2>THE PRISONER AT THE BAR.</h2>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 18em;">"Stand up at the bar," cried the Justice severe.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 18em;">"And what you can say I will patiently hear;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 18em;">But you have been brought here so often before</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 18em;">That I fear it will be the old story once more.</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 18em;">"Stop! You needn't repeat that you couldn't find work.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 18em;">For I know you quite well for a tramp and a shirk;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 18em;">You sneak round the farm-houses begging for bread,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 18em;">And will rob even those by whose hands you are fed.</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 18em;">"For a stout hearty fellow like you it's a shame</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 18em;">To take the alms due to the sick or the lame;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 18em;">But to steal from the kind ones who pity your case,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 18em;">I must punish severely a meanness so base."</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 18em;">"Well, your Honor, I've nothing to say, for I see</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 18em;">That nothing will change your opinion of me;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 18em;">I suppose you will tell me, as often before,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 18em;">That I must be sent to the tread-mill once more."</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 18em;">"You take the words out of my mouth," said the Judge;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 18em;">"You are sentenced a month on the tread-mill to trudge;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 18em;">And when your tramp's over, perhaps you will feel</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 18em;">That it's better to work at the plough than the wheel.</span><br />
+<br />
+<span style="margin-left: 18em;">"For good honest labor will bring its reward,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 18em;">While the way of the idle and vicious is hard;</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 18em;">And 'tis better in youth to this precept to hold</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 18em;">Than have to confess it when hardened and old."</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr class="chap" />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_510" id="Page_510">[Pg 510]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"><a name="OUR_POST_OFFICE_BOX" id="OUR_POST_OFFICE_BOX"></a>
+<img src="images/ill_009.jpg" width="600" height="260" alt="OUR POST-OFFICE BOX" />
+</div>
+
+<p>I wonder if all the young people are as glad as I am that June has come
+again? You know the poet says:</p>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 19em;">"What is so rare as a day in June?</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 20em;">Then, if ever, come perfect days.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 19em;">When heaven tries the earth if it be in tune,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 20em;">And softly above it her warm ear lays."</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<p>Some of you are studying hard in these bright hours, so that you may be
+ready for examination. I hope you have been so faithful all the term
+that you will not need what some students call cramming to make you
+successful now. Others of my boys and girls are busy with their roses
+and honeysuckles. My thanks to the dear little hands that have gathered
+wild flowers for me.</p>
+
+<p>You must tell us about your summer pleasures, children, and if anybody
+meets with an adventure, remember that Our Post-office Box would like to
+hear about it.</p>
+
+<hr class="tb" />
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">New York City</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+
+<p>I am a little girl nearly seven years old. We have no live pets in
+the city, but my little sister Anna and I have fourteen dolls. I am
+thankful to say they are very healthy; none of them have had the
+mumps or <i>cook</i>ing-cough, as my little sister calls it. In the
+summer we all go to Long Island. There we have a pony, two cows,
+one calf, two cats, a kitten, and some chickens. We have great fun
+bathing. I am writing this myself, and if you think it is nice
+enough to print, I shall be the proudest little girl in New York
+city.</p></blockquote>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Helen B</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr class="tb" />
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Henry County, Virginia</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+
+<p>I've been a reader of <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span> quite two years, but
+have seen no letter as yet from here, therefore I'll write at least
+one from this mountainous part of the State. My country home is in
+sight of the Blue Ridge, and one can get a distinct, grand view of
+some of its peaks a mile from our home. No one of your little girl
+subscribers enjoys the Post-office Box more than myself. In fact,
+both big and little folks here appreciate and read most of Harper's
+publications. I wish everybody who lives in low flat countries
+could at least visit our mountains, and our State's
+greatest, curiosity, the Natural Bridge, in Rockbridge County; it is
+worth a trip to Virginia just to see that wonderful work of nature.
+But I must not write too long a letter, for fear you'll not find
+space to publish it; so I'll close by stating that I'm the youngest
+of twelve children. With best wishes for our dear kind
+Postmistress,</p></blockquote>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Maggie S</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<p>The Postmistress returns heartily the love of all the dear girls and
+boys who send her their pleasant messages. She has visited your lovely
+mountain land, Maggie, and it is her opinion that you can not praise its
+beauty too highly.</p>
+
+<hr class="tb" />
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">King George County, Virginia</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+
+<p>I am ten years old. I have one brother and three sisters. I have a
+cow and a calf. We have a play store; we make wooden dollies and
+many other things to sell. We have a dog and a cat. The dog's name
+is Trip, and the cat's Tiger. There is a little bird that comes
+down by the door, and we give him crumbs; he is real tame. I used
+to have a pet rooster, but papa sold him. He would fly up on my
+shoulder, and when he saw any one with a pan he would fly in it. I
+will tell you about a squirrel that lives in a very large hollow
+hickory-tree back of our house. He is so cunning! He comes out on
+the side of the tree and chatters at us, and the dog and cat try to
+catch him, but he is too sharp for that. He comes and steals
+walnuts from our store-house, and carries some to his tree. We have
+two small mules; I love to ride on their backs.</p></blockquote>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Emma F.&nbsp;B</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr class="tb" />
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Durbin, Dakota Territory</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+
+<p>I am a little boy thirteen years old, and I live on my father's
+farm, one-half mile from Durbin, in the celebrated Red River
+Valley, about six miles from the world-renowned Dalrymple Farms.
+Our house stands on the high beautiful banks of the Maple River.</p>
+
+<p>Two months ago my sister and two brothers and myself were taken
+sick with diphtheria. I haven't been able to walk since. My little
+brother Allie died. I want to tell you what the sweet little boy
+said when he was sick&mdash;he did not like to take his medicine; and
+mamma said to him, "Allie, take it to please mamma," and then he
+took it; and a little while after mamma heard him say, in his
+sleep, "I will take it to please mamma." The last time he took his
+wine he said to papa, "Papa, I will never take it again." He was
+five years old, and could read and spell, and count up to one
+hundred without missing, and we never tried to teach him; he
+learned it all himself from hearing us. I have taken <span class="smcap">Young People</span>
+from the first number. I could not live without it.</p>
+
+<p>Please print this, as I am unable to walk, and have little to amuse
+me.</p></blockquote>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Lynn C.&nbsp;M</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<p>What a sweet memory you have of the dear patient little brother, who was
+so ready to please his mamma, even when in pain!</p>
+
+<p>I hope, as the summer days bring their pleasures, you will grow strong
+again, and be able not only to walk, but to run and jump as boys like
+to.</p>
+
+<hr class="tb" />
+
+<p>There will be a general clapping of hands when the Cot report is read
+this month. Here is a letter, which everybody will enjoy, from a friend
+who has the Cot on her mind all the time:</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+
+<p>I am certain a great many of our young readers, when they see the
+Cot acknowledgments, will exclaim, "My! how did we get so much
+money all at once?" I don't wonder at your surprise; I am sure I was
+surprised when I heard the good news. Well, that $550 which you see
+put down as the result of a fair is what did the work. Sometimes in
+reading our fund column I have wondered why so few names from New
+York city appeared among our contributors; the greater part of the
+work before has been done in the East, West, or South. But now New
+York city has stepped up bravely to the front, and is worthy of
+great praise. Four little girls living here, namely, Madeline
+Satterlee, Helen Manice, Gertrude Parsons, and Mamie W. Aldrich,
+formed a club in Lent, and worked for this fair, and earnest
+workers they must have been. The fair was held April 22, in the
+Sunday-school room of Zion Church, Thirty-eighth Street, New York,
+which was kindly lent for the purpose. Of course I was at the fair,
+and a very pretty one it was. I only wish more people could have
+known about it, and have been there to encourage these little girls
+in their good work. Very busy they all looked, waiting on the
+tables. They had a fish pond and a large red grab-bag, both of
+which took in quite a sum of money; and I am sure these little
+workers must have felt very proud, and well repaid for any
+self-denial they had practiced, when they handed in to our
+treasurer the large sum you see acknowledged to-day. Now don't you
+think it would be a good plan if all the boys and girls who are
+well-wishers of our Fund&mdash;and I am sure they are many&mdash;would work
+hard this summer, while away in the country, or at home, and try
+and make the amount up to $1500? That would be just half the amount
+needed, and how fast we could go on next winter! You would have to
+raise $345.56, and that is not such a large sum among a great many.
+Some, like these four little New York girls, could hold a fair or
+festival at some of the summer resorts; others could pick and sell
+berries. There are many ways in which the little hands and feet
+could earn the pennies for our fund. Do not be disheartened at
+small results, but remember that every effort you make, if in
+earnest, helps both yourselves and the Cot fund.</p>
+
+<p>I wonder if some of you are not curious to know where your money
+goes while waiting for the rest of the $3000. If any of you have
+ever gone in the Sixth Avenue cars, New York, past Waverley Place,
+you may have observed a large building on the southwest corner,
+with "Greenwich Bank" upon it in large letters; our treasurer wants
+me to tell you that she puts your money there; and, if I am not
+mistaken, some of these days you will see in our acknowledgment,
+"Interest from Greenwich Bank," which means that the bank pays you
+so much money for leaving your money with it. If you will ask your
+papas, I am sure they will tell you that it could not be in a
+better place. So you see what a good treasurer we have to take care
+of our money.</p>
+
+<p>In saying good-by I must add that I think you have all done very
+well so far in our good work. The year will not be up until next
+month, and we have passed "the place in the mountains where we can
+look back and see one-third of our journey accomplished."</p>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 21em;">So to our helpers,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 22em;">Great and small,</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Thanks we send</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 22em;">For one and all.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Aunt Edna</span>.</span><br />
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">New York</span>, <i>June</i>, 1882.</span><br />
+</p>
+</blockquote>
+
+<hr class="tb" />
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">St. Louis, Missouri</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+
+<p>As this is one of the large cities in the Union, I thought if no
+one else would sustain its credit I would. On the 5th of May we had
+a big hail-storm. In 1872 we had a hall-storm when the hail was
+about the size of a hazel-nut; but in this one the smallest stones
+I saw were that size. Most of them, however, were about the size of
+walnuts. I saw quite a number as large as a section of an egg, and
+one or two almost as large as my fist. Now I am afraid you will
+think that I have exaggerated, but it is true. I have heard a
+number of persons, including a very old lady, say that they have
+seen a number of stones frozen together, but never before such
+large single ones. The storm lasted for a full half-hour, hailing
+constantly. A great deal of damage was done to churches and public
+buildings especially. Branches of trees, bushes, and vines were cut
+off as smoothly as if done with a knife. One man went out to the
+gutter to pick up an extra large hail-stone, when another one hit
+him so forcibly on the back of the neck that he fell down on his
+hands and knees. I would have sent you one of the stones, but as
+such things can not be telegraphed, I could not do so.</p></blockquote>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Malcolm P</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr class="tb" />
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Binghamton, New York</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+
+<p>I have written one letter before, and have not seen it in the
+paper, so I thought I would write again. I am taking <span class="smcap">Harper's Young
+People</span> for the third year. I like "Toby Tyler" very much, and "Mr.
+Stubbs's Brother" still better. I saw some real prairie-dogs not
+long ago. They don't look bigger than a good-sized rat. I am nine
+years old, but have only been at school a year, as I have always
+been sick. I am in the second grade, and study arithmetic, reading,
+language, and spelling. Shall be promoted next term.</p>
+
+<p>I have a little brother named Frankie. He is seven years old. Mamma
+and he and I live with grandpa, as our papa is dead. Frankie has a
+cat which had four kittens. They are all sorts of colors. I wish I
+could send you their pictures. They live in my old baby carriage. I
+made a little tent, not big enough to get under, that I could take
+down and put up as many times as I had a mind to, and to-day I
+broke it. Jumbo, that you have told us about, is coming here in
+August. I hope I shall see him. When I do, I'll write and tell you
+what I think of him. I just love him now. I can't think of any
+more. Good-by.</p></blockquote>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Eddie F</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<p>Those little kittens are well off. Living in a baby carriage! Think of
+such luxury! Do they have an afghan over them when they are chilly?</p>
+
+<p>It is fun to make a tent large enough to accommodate two or three boys.
+I think, if I were there, I could help you make one with two or three
+poles, and a couple of old shawls or table-covers. Suppose you ask mamma
+to help you do this?</p>
+
+<hr class="tb" />
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Forest, Texas</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+
+<p>I am a little girl twelve years old, and live in the country. I
+have a kind uncle who sends me <span class="smcap">Young People</span>. We have had plenty of
+strawberries this spring. I go to school, and am in Coins and
+Currency, and at play-time I have fine times playing croquet. We
+have a mocking-bird building in the garden. It sings all day. We
+had a fish-fry not long ago, and had as many fish as we wanted. It
+has been a very rainy season. I have a great many pretty flowers;
+the gladiolus is opening now. I am so glad when <span class="smcap">Harper's Young
+People</span> comes. I like the story of "Talking Leaves" better than any
+other one.</p></blockquote>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Nina M</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<p>We planted our gladiolus bulbs the morning that Nina's letter arrived;
+but the season is earlier in her Southern home than it is with us. Have
+you magnolia-trees and pomegranate-bushes in your garden, Nina? How
+charming it must be to hear the songs of the mocking-bird all day long!</p>
+
+<hr class="tb" />
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Norwich, Connecticut</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+
+<p>I must tell you about my pet which my uncle Frank brought me from
+California. It was a dear little horned toad. It was very
+affectionate, and had a soft yellow breast and two horns, one on
+each side of its head. I kept it in a big box of sand, and uncle
+called it Cutey, it was so cute. One day it was very cold, and
+Cutey shivered so I covered him up in the box, and put him on the
+register; then I went off, and forgot my poor little toad. When I
+came back my toad was dead, and I cried very hard, for I felt
+naughty to have forgotten my pet. I have some more pets, and some
+time I will tell you about them; but I am afraid this is too long.</p></blockquote>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Susie</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<p>What a pity it was, dear, that you forgot your pet! No wonder you cried.
+I am sure you will never again forget one of the little creatures, which
+are dependent on you for their comfort.</p>
+
+<hr class="tb" />
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Bristol, England</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+
+<p>I have a very kind cousin who lives in Brooklyn, and sends me <span class="smcap">Young
+People</span>. I am eight years old. I am very fond of reading the letters
+of children so many miles away from each other, and of hearing
+about their pets. I have a green parrot, but he is very spiteful.
+We have a gray cat, and if we stay upstairs beyond our time in the
+morning, she comes up and sits outside the door, and keeps mewing
+until I come out and speak to her. I have two sisters, one five,
+the other three. I have been learning to play the piano eighteen
+months; also my sister Lillie. We play several duets, and many
+pieces. I have to practice every evening, and then I have a good
+read from <span class="smcap">Young People</span>. I like "The Cruise of the 'Ghost,'" "Tim
+and Tip," and "All-hallow Eve" very much indeed, and I am very much
+interested in "The Talking Leaves." My papa I have not seen in
+nearly four years. He is out in China. He was wrecked last July. He
+was chief officer of the <i>Anne S. Hall</i>, of Boston, which was lost
+in a typhoon. All hands were saved in a<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_511" id="Page_511">[Pg 511]</a></span> boat. I shall be very glad
+when I see him. I have been two years at school. I went to a
+pic-nic party to Lea Woods. We went through Nightingale Valley, and
+were really tired when we got to the top. The woods looked lovely
+with bluebells and violets. The primroses seemed to be all picked.</p></blockquote>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Percy T</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<p>Well, Percy, I wish I were so near that I could tell whether you and
+your little sister keep time in your duets. You must practice very
+diligently, so that your music will delight your papa when he comes home
+again. How much you must love him, all the more fondly because he was in
+such peril on the ocean! I hope he will reach his children in safety.</p>
+
+<p>Nightingale Valley is a beautiful name for a wood.</p>
+
+<hr class="tb" />
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Brooklyn, New York</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+
+<p>I want to tell you about our cat, whose name is Miss Moll; my
+little brother named her, and he is three years old. Miss Moll
+trots all over the house, and when she wants to go out, she stands
+by the door and mews. When she wants to come in, she scratches at
+the door. She will lie down on her back, and play with any one's
+hand, although she is a middle-aged cat.</p>
+
+<p>We also have a dog, but he does not amount to much, except that he
+is a good watch-dog, and he belonged to my brother, who is now
+dead.</p>
+
+<p>I go to the public school, where I received a prize for writing and
+composition. (They don't give prizes as a general thing.) This is
+my first letter.</p></blockquote>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Grace I.&nbsp;T</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<p>I am glad you were the fortunate little winner of a prize.</p>
+
+<hr class="tb" />
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Frederick County, Maryland</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+
+<p>As I have seen no letter from here, I thought I would write, and
+maybe you would publish it. I am a little girl eleven years old. I
+live in the country near Frederick city. I have a dear little
+brother; his name is Charley. He is a little naughty sometimes,
+though. Charley has three dogs&mdash;their names are Sport, Jack, and
+Butty&mdash;and he has a very pretty Alderney calf, also ducks and
+chickens. He is very kind to them. My aunt Kate gave me <span class="smcap">Young
+People</span> for a Christmas gift. I like it very much. I have twelve
+little cousins; we go to school together, and have very nice times.
+I send my love to you, Mrs. Postmistress, and to all the little
+girls and boys.</p></blockquote>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;">E.&nbsp;K.&nbsp;H.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr class="tb" />
+
+<p>Exchanges are inserted without charge, but they must be brief. First
+name what you have, and then state what you wish in return. Give your
+address plainly, and in full, town, county, and State. Please write with
+black ink.</p>
+
+<hr class="tb" />
+
+<h4>C.&nbsp;Y.&nbsp;P.&nbsp;R.&nbsp;U.</h4>
+
+<p><span class="smcap">The Rainbow</span>.&mdash;When the summer shower is passing away, and while the
+thunder is still rolling among the hills, we have often seen the
+rainbow. Every one admires the beautiful arch which spans the sky. It is
+caused by the striking of the sun's rays upon the drops of water as they
+fall from the clouds. These rays are twice refracted and once reflected
+as they meet the transparent drops. If you look in the dictionary, you
+will find that refracted means bent suddenly, and reflected means thrown
+back. The colors of the rainbow are seven in number, and appear in the
+following order: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet.
+The tints are most vivid when the background of clouds is darkest and
+the drops of rain fall closest. The continual falling of the rain while
+the sun shines produces a new rainbow every moment; and a curious thing
+is that as each spectator sees it from a particular point of view,
+strictly speaking no two persons see precisely the same rainbow. A
+peculiar sacredness is attached to our thoughts of the rainbow on
+account of the mention made of it in Genesis, when, after the deluge,
+Noah saw its arch in the sky. How glad he must have been to view the sun
+once more! Then God said, "I do set my bow in the cloud, and it shall be
+for a token of a covenant between me and the earth." The story of the
+rainbow, as the Bible tells it, is to be found in Genesis, ninth
+chapter, from the eighth to the seventeenth verses.</p>
+
+<hr class="tb" />
+
+<p><span class="smcap">Hattie C</span>.&mdash;You are needlessly distressed at what you call your lack of
+conversational powers. It is true that some people have the gift of
+talking with ease, and that they are not embarrassed in the presence of
+others. But any person of ordinary intelligence may learn to talk
+brightly and pleasingly by simply taking pains to learn how. In the
+first place, try to forget yourself. Do not fancy when you open your
+lips that the lady opposite you on the sofa, or your neighbor at the
+dinner table, is criticising or making fun of you. Well-bred and kindly
+mannered people never do so. Have, in the second place, an idea of what
+you wish to say. In the third and last place, be sure to tell your story
+or give your opinion in the simplest language you can command. Never use
+slang. To be a good listener is as great an accomplishment as to be a
+bright talker. A young lady who listens intelligently, and with sympathy
+in her looks, giving now and then a brief reply or a turn to the talk,
+but not trying to lead it, or to be at all conspicuous, is sure of being
+popular. Find out what your friends are interested in, and help them to
+talk on their special subjects. Do not worry about the impression you
+are making when in society, but let your great aim be to make the place
+where you are as cheerful as possible.</p>
+
+<hr class="tb" />
+
+<p>We would call the attention of the C.&nbsp;Y.&nbsp;P.&nbsp;R.&nbsp;U. this week to Mr.
+Charles Barnard's article, "Wave and Sand," and to "The Boyhood of
+William Chambers." The girls will be pleased with Mrs. Dewing's pretty
+and artistic design for "A Kettle-Holder."</p>
+
+<hr class="tb" />
+
+<h4>YOUNG PEOPLE'S COT.</h4>
+
+<p>Contributions received for Young People's Cot, in Holy Innocent's Ward,
+St. Mary's Free Hospital for Children, 407 West Thirty-fourth Street:</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+
+<p>Henry and John Goeltz, $2; Kerfoot W. Daly, Gibsonton, $1; Mamie
+Tilton, Fort Riley, Kan., $1; Easter gifts from Charles Frederick
+Fletcher, $1, Theodora Carter, $1, Maud Metcalf, 75c., Ruth
+Metcalf, 75c., and Mary Aiken Metcalf, 50c., Auburndale, Mass.,
+total, $4; Dora's Easter Offering, New York, $1; Lucy, Frank, and
+Willie Green, Upper Alton, Ill., 25c.; "Little Margaret," June 4,
+In Memoriam, $100; Teddie and Willie McVickar, New York, $20; Ethel
+Hurst, New York, 75c.; Virgie McLain, Nassau, N.&nbsp;P., $1.25; Annie
+and Edith Van Kuran, Clinton, Iowa, 50c.; Lena Matthews, Olean, N.&nbsp;Y.,
+$1; Oliver T. Clough, Junction, Iowa, $1; In Memoriam, Herbert
+Stockwell Day, $50; Ethel Ransom, 25c.; Elise Hurst, New York,
+25c.; Teddie McVickar, New York, 25c.; Lulu Lyon, $1; Frank M.
+Hartshorn, in memory of two little brothers, $1; Emily Chauncey,
+30c.; Isabelle Lacey, $10; Teddie McVickar, New York, 50c.;
+proceeds of a fair held in Zion Church Chapel, Madison Avenue, New
+York, April 22, the Lenten work of a club of four little
+girls&mdash;Helen Manice, Madeline Satterlee, Gertrude Parsons, and
+Mamie W. Aldrich&mdash;New York, $550; total, $747.30; previously
+acknowledged, $406.84; grand total, May 15, 1882, $1154.14.</p></blockquote>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">E. Augusta Fanshawe</span>, Treasurer, 43 New St.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr class="tb" />
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Clinton, Iowa</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+
+<p>We saved fifty cents out of our pocket-money for the Cot, and we
+hope it will help a little toward the support of some poor child.</p></blockquote>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Annie</span> and <span class="smcap">Edith Van Kuran</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr class="tb" />
+
+<blockquote>
+
+<p>I have saved these two dollars with my brother. My brother saved
+fifty cents, and I saved one dollar and fifty cents. My brother is
+seven years old, and I am fourteen. I sent these few pictures
+because I think they will please the little ones. My brother and I
+will try to send two more dollars.</p></blockquote>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Henry</span> and <span class="smcap">John Goeltz</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr class="tb" />
+
+<blockquote>
+
+<p>I send you $1 I earned myself feeding chickens and getting up early
+in the morning. Mamma said I might do whatever I chose with it. I
+am not a very big boy.</p></blockquote>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Kerfoot W. Daly</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr class="tb" />
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Upper Alton, Illinois</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+
+<p>I have been intending to write to <span class="smcap">Young People</span> for some time. We
+all like it so very much. I am so glad Mr. Otis has begun another
+story about Toby Tyler. I know it will be splendid. My brother
+Frank and I send twenty cents for Young People's Cot, and hope the
+Cot will prosper. I am so sorry the trailing arbutus does not grow
+here. I have never seen it. But we do have lots of other lovely
+wild flowers. We have white, blue, and yellow violets and bluebells
+all growing in our yard. I wish I could see the boys and girls that
+write to Our Post-office Box. I wish I was able to give some of our
+flowers to the poor sick children in the hospitals.</p></blockquote>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Lucy L. Green</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+
+<p>P.&nbsp;S.&mdash;My brother Willie adds a nickel to our contribution.</p></blockquote>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;">L.&nbsp;L.&nbsp;G.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr class="tb" />
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Nassau, New Providence, Bahamas</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+
+<p>Inclosed you will find $1.25 for Young People's Cot. Once before I
+sent you 35 cents. I had a beautiful parrot which died, and to
+console me papa gave me $5, so I now send $1.25 out of it.</p></blockquote>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Virgie McLain</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr class="tb" />
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Schuyler, Nebraska</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+
+<p>We have taken <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span> for only a month, but papa sent
+and got us all from the January number down. We felt sorry for the
+homeless little children, and so we sent them some papers. We have
+been saving them up from 1879. There are five of us children, and I
+am the next to the oldest. We live in Schuyler, Colfax County,
+Nebraska. We have a good many pets, but I will have to wait until
+next time to tell you about them. I will have to close now, as it
+is about time for school. Good-by.</p></blockquote>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Mattie Clarkson</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr class="tb" />
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Olean, New York</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+
+<p>I am a little girl nine years old. I send you a dollar for Young
+People's Cot, which I earned by helping my mamma. The only pet I
+have is a little baby brother. I have got the mumps on both sides.
+I go to school, and study geography, grammar, spelling, reading,
+writing, drawing, and arithmetic. I must close. Good-by. From</p></blockquote>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Lena Matthews</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr class="tb" />
+
+<h3>PUZZLES FROM YOUNG CONTRIBUTORS.</h3>
+
+<h3>No. 1.</h3>
+
+<h3>BEHEADINGS.</h3>
+
+<p>1. Here is a group of boys. Behead the name of No. 1, and you have an
+ancient vessel; of No. 2, and you have something unpleasant; of No. 3,
+and you have a nickname; of No. 4, and you see a vehicle; of No. 5, and
+you have a useful article of furniture; of No. 6, and you have an organ
+of the human body; of No. 7, a beautiful bird; of No. 8, a
+disfigurement.</p>
+
+<p>2. Here are four pretty girls, with very sweet names. Behead the first
+name, and you have what the robin did to the cherries; the second, and
+you have the name of the earliest martyr; the third, and you have what
+bees and butterflies are in summer; the fourth, and you have an exciting
+chase.</p>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Sam Weller, Jun</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr class="tb" />
+
+<h3>No. 2.</h3>
+
+<h3>ENIGMA.</h3>
+
+<div class="center">
+<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary="">
+<tr><td align="left">My first is in apple, but not in prune.</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">My second in May, but not in June.</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">My third in seek, but not in find.</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">My fourth in cross, but not in kind.</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">My fifth in mice, but not in rat.</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">My sixth in cape, and also in cap.</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">My seventh in chair, but not in stool.</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">My whole is a country you'll learn of in school.</td></tr>
+</table></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">A Boy of Ten</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr class="tb" />
+
+<h3>No. 3.</h3>
+
+<h3>TWO DIAMONDS.</h3>
+
+<p>1.&mdash;1. A letter. 2. A domestic pet. 3. A city in France. 4. A metal. 5.
+A letter.</p>
+
+<p>2.&mdash;1. A letter. 2. A nickname. 3. A heavenly wanderer. 4. Human beings.
+5. A letter.</p>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Eureka</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr class="tb" />
+
+<h3>No. 4.</h3>
+
+<h3>NUMERICAL ENIGMA.</h3>
+
+<div class="center">
+<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary="">
+<tr><td align="left">My whole is a noted battle-field, and I contain 11 letters.</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">My 1, 2, 6, 4 means to speak familiarly.</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">My 7, 3, 10 is a horse.</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">My 1, 8, 9, 5 is a water-fowl.</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">My 11, 2, 6 is an exclamation.</td></tr>
+</table></div>
+
+<p>
+<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Empire City</span>.</span><br />
+</p>
+
+<hr class="tb" />
+
+<h3>ANSWERS TO PUZZLES IN No. 133.</h3>
+
+<h3>No. 1.</h3>
+
+<div class="center">
+<table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" summary="">
+<tr><td align="center">L</td><td align="center">U</td><td align="center">N</td><td align="center">A</td><td align="center">R</td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">R</td><td align="center">A</td><td align="center">S</td><td align="center">P</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="center">U</td><td align="center">S</td><td align="center">A</td><td align="center">G</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">A</td><td align="center">C</td><td align="center">M</td><td align="center">E</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="center">N</td><td align="center">A</td><td align="center">S</td><td align="center">A</td><td align="center">L</td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">S</td><td align="center">M</td><td align="center">U</td><td align="center">T</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="center">A</td><td align="center">G</td><td align="center">A</td><td align="center">T</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">P</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">T</td><td align="center">S</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="center">R</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">L</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">T</td></tr>
+</table></div>
+
+<p style="clear:both;">&nbsp;</p>
+
+<div class="center">
+<table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" summary="">
+<tr><td align="center"></td><td align="center">F</td><td align="center">I</td><td align="center">G</td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">V</td><td align="center">A</td><td align="center">N</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="center"></td><td align="center">I</td><td align="center">C</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">A</td><td align="center">C</td><td align="center">E</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="center"></td><td align="center">G</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">T</td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">N</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">T</td></tr>
+</table></div>
+
+<h3>No. 2.</h3>
+
+<div class="center">
+<table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" summary="">
+<tr><td align="center">F</td><td align="center">irin</td><td align="center">G</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="center">I</td><td align="center">odid</td><td align="center">E</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="center">C</td><td align="center">heru</td><td align="center">B</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="center">H</td><td align="center">awai</td><td align="center">I</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">ndin</td><td align="center">G</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="center">L</td><td align="center">oung</td><td align="center">E</td></tr>
+</table></div>
+
+<h3>No. 3.</h3>
+
+<div class="center">
+<table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" summary="">
+<tr><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">S</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">D</td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">I</td><td align="center">C</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">D</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="center"></td><td align="center">D</td><td align="center">U</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">I</td><td align="center">D</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">A</td><td align="center">S</td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">A</td><td align="center">R</td><td align="center">T</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="center">D</td><td align="center">U</td><td align="center">C</td><td align="center">K</td><td align="center">S</td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">S</td><td align="center">C</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">P</td><td align="center">T</td><td align="center">I</td><td align="center">C</td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">D</td><td align="center">R</td><td align="center">O</td><td align="center">O</td><td align="center">P</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="center"></td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">K</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">A</td><td align="center">T</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">R</td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">T</td><td align="center">O</td><td align="center">E</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">S</td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">S</td><td align="center">I</td><td align="center">R</td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">P</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">C</td></tr>
+</table></div>
+
+<p style="clear:both;">&nbsp;</p>
+
+<div class="center">
+<table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" summary="">
+<tr><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">T</td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">B</td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">E</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="center"></td><td align="center">T</td><td align="center">I</td><td align="center">P</td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">T</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">A</td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">N</td><td align="center">D</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="center">T</td><td align="center">I</td><td align="center">G</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">R</td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">B</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">T</td><td align="center">S</td><td align="center">Y</td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">N</td><td align="center">D</td><td align="center">O</td><td align="center">W</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="center"></td><td align="center">P</td><td align="center">E</td><td align="center">T</td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">A</td><td align="center">S</td><td align="center">P</td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">D</td><td align="center">O</td><td align="center">T</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">R</td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">Y</td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center"></td><td align="center">W</td></tr>
+</table></div>
+
+<h3>No. 4.</h3>
+
+<p class="center">Excelsior.</p>
+
+<hr class="tb" />
+
+<p class="center">Answer to Enigma on page 134&mdash;Handcuff.</p>
+
+<hr class="tb" />
+
+<p>Correct answers to puzzles have been sent by "Eureka," Annetta D.
+Jackson, Pansy V.&nbsp;R., "I. Scycle," Harold S. Chambers, Florence, Mabel,
+and Annie Knight, Douglas Fay, Alex Ketchum, John B. Todd, Alice Bolton,
+Emma Grace, Fanny and Fleda Cary, Viola, S.&nbsp;T.&nbsp;C.</p>
+
+<hr class="tb" />
+
+<p class="center">[<i>For Exchanges, see 2d and 3d pages of cover.</i>]</p>
+
+<hr class="chap" />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_512" id="Page_512">[Pg 512]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 382px;">
+<img src="images/ill_010.jpg" width="382" height="400" alt="" />
+<span class="caption">THE YOUNG GENIUS.</span>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap" />
+
+<h3>GAS BALLOONS.</h3>
+
+<p>Small gas balloons are made of thin sheet India rubber, or gutta percha,
+or tissue-paper; larger ones are made of oiled silk. Cut gores of the
+material to be used, sufficient in number when fastened together, the
+sides of each gore overlapping the gore fastened to it, to form a globe
+of the desired size, with pear-shaped ends. Join the gores together so
+as to make them completely air-tight. When the heavier materials are
+used, they should be sewn together, and then covered with glue or thin
+varnish. At the lower end of the balloon insert a tube, and tie all the
+narrow tips of the gores firmly round it. Cover all with a solution made
+of India rubber dissolved in naphtha and turpentine, and over the
+balloon place a net bag that has been previously made of the proper size
+and shape.</p>
+
+<p>The gas with which the balloon is to be filled is made in the following
+manner: Put a pound of granulated zinc or iron filings into two quarts
+of water in a stone jar, and add gradually a pint of sulphuric acid.
+Have a tube of glass or metal run through the bung with which the jar is
+corked, and after taking the materials out-of-doors, fill the balloon by
+connecting this tube with the tube already placed at its mouth. When the
+balloon is filled, tie its neck very tightly, and it will rise into the
+air. Common coal gas may be used when it can be obtained. A small car
+made of some light material may be attached to the netting which goes
+over the balloon.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap" />
+
+<h3>A BALLOON ADVENTURE.</h3>
+
+<p>An exciting balloon adventure was that of Mr. Pendarves Vivian, an
+English member of Parliament. With two skilled aeronauts he recently
+made an ascent from Southwest London, the start being delayed by
+unfavorable weather until 10 <span class="smcap">p.m</span>.</p>
+
+<p>They found themselves in a strong current, which in ten minutes had
+placed them over North London, the lights below presenting a fairy scene
+of indescribable beauty. Though over 1000 feet high, street cries were
+distinctly audible. Ascending rapidly to 8000 feet, in an hour they
+found themselves passing at a tremendous rate over a flat country
+suitable for descending, and they resolved to come down. Gas was let
+out, and grappling-irons dropped, when there was a sharp check and
+violent jerks, and suddenly they commenced soaring upward at a frightful
+pace.</p>
+
+<p>The rope of the grappling-irons had broken. The danger of so helpless a
+position, especially at night, was instantly apparent, and shortly
+afterward a renewed descent was made, hoping to run the balloon against
+some branches of trees. When this was done, one got out, and the two,
+relieved of his weight, were carried upward with extreme velocity to a
+height of three miles.</p>
+
+<p>Half stunned by the shock, some time elapsed before the adventurous
+occupants of the balloon again attempted to descend, when, to their
+horror, they heard the roaring of the sea immediately below them.
+Fortunately they landed upon the beach, and not in the water. They were
+eventually rescued unhurt; but Mr. Vivian's experience convinces him
+that ballooning can never be of practical utility as a means of
+travelling.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap" />
+
+<h3>MAGICAL MUSIC.</h3>
+
+<p>This is a game in which music is made to take a prominent part. On one
+of the company volunteering to leave the room, some particular article
+agreed upon is hidden. On being recalled, the person, ignorant of the
+hiding-place, must commence a diligent search, taking the piano as his
+guide. The loud tones will mean that he is very near the object of his
+search, and the soft tones that he is far from it. Another method of
+playing the same game is for the person who has been out of the room to
+try to discover on his return what the remainder of the company desire
+him to do. It may be to pick up something from the floor, to take off
+his coat, to look at himself in the glass, or anything else as absurd.
+The only clew afforded him of solving the riddle must be the loud or
+soft tones of the music.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap" />
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 700px;">
+<img src="images/ill_011.jpg" width="700" height="330" alt="" />
+<span class="caption">THE BASE-BALL SEASON&mdash;THE "HOME RUN."</span>
+</div>
+
+<p style="clear:both;">&nbsp;</p>
+
+<div class="footnotes"><h3>FOOTNOTES:</h3>
+
+<div class="footnote">
+
+<p><a name="Footnote_1_1" id="Footnote_1_1"></a><a href="#FNanchor_1_1"><span class="label">[1]</span></a> Begun in No. 127, <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span>.</p></div></div>
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+<pre>
+
+
+
+
+
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