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If you are not located in the United States, you'll -have to check the laws of the country where you are located before using -this ebook. - - - -Title: Harper's Round Table, January 5, 1897 - -Author: Various - -Release Date: September 12, 2019 [EBook #60288] - -Language: English - -Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 - -*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S ROUND TABLE *** - - - - -Produced by Annie R. McGuire - - - - - - - - -[Illustration: HARPER'S ROUND TABLE] - -Copyright, 1897, by HARPER & BROTHERS. All Rights Reserved. - - * * * * * - -PUBLISHED WEEKLY. NEW YORK, TUESDAY, JANUARY 5, 1897. FIVE CENTS A COPY. - -VOL. XVIII.--NO. 897. TWO DOLLARS A YEAR. - - * * * * * - - - - -[Illustration] - -THE LITTLE BISHOP. - -BY KATE DOUGLAS WIGGIN. - - -It was I who called him the Little Bishop. His name was Phillips Brooks -Sanderson, but one seldom heard it at full length, since "Phil" was -quite enough for an urchin just in his first trousers, and those assumed -somewhat prematurely. He was "Phil," therefore, to the village, but -always the dear lovable Little Bishop to me. His home was in Bonnie -Eagle; it was only because of his mother's illness that he was spending -the summer with his uncle and aunt in Pleasant River. I could see the -little brown house from my window. The white road, with strips of tufted -green between the wheel tracks, curled dustily up to the very door-step, -and inside the wire screen-door was a wonderful drawn-in rug, shaped -like half a pie, with "Welcome" in saffron letters on its gray surface. -I liked the Bishop's aunt; I liked to see her shake the "Welcome" rug -before breakfast, flinging the cheery word out into the summer sunshine -like a bright greeting to the new day; I liked to see her go to the -screen-door a dozen times a day; open it a crack, and chase an imaginary -fly from the sacred precincts within; I liked to see her come up the -cellar steps into the side garden, appearing mysteriously as from the -bowels of the earth, carrying a shining pan of milk in both hands, and -disappearing through the beds of hollyhocks and sunflowers to the -pig-pen or the hen-house. - -I had not yet grown fond of the uncle, and neither had Phil, for that -matter; in fact Uncle Abner was rather a difficult person to grow fond -of, with his fiery red beard, his freckled skin, and his gruff way of -speaking--for there were no children in the brown house to smooth the -creases from his forehead or the roughness from his voice. - -I was sitting under the shade of the great maple one morning early when -I first saw the Little Bishop. A tiny figure came down the grass-grown -road leading a cow by a rope. If it had been a small boy and a small -cow, a middle-sized boy and an ordinary cow, or a grown man and a big -cow, I might not have noticed them; but it was the combination of an -infinitesimal boy and a huge cow that attracted my attention. I could -not guess the child's years; I only knew that he was small for his age, -whatever it was. The cow was a dark red beast with a crumpled horn, a -white star on her forehead, and a large surprised sort of eye. She had, -of course, two eyes, and both were surprised, but the left one had an -added hint of amazement in it by virtue of a few white hairs lurking -accidentally in the centre of the eyebrow. - -The boy had a thin sensitive face and curly brown hair, short trousers -patched on both knees, and a ragged straw hat on the back of his head. -He pattered along behind the cow, sometimes holding the rope with both -hands, and getting over the ground in a jerky way, as the animal left -him no time to think of a smooth path for bare feet. The Sanderson -pasture was a good half-mile distant, I knew, and the cow seemed in no -hurry to reach it; accordingly she forsook the road now and then, and -rambled in the hollows, where the grass was sweeter, to her way of -thinking. She started on one of these exploring expeditions just as she -passed the great maple, and gave me time to call out to the little -fellow, "Is that your cow?" - -He blushed and smiled, tried to speak modestly, but there was a quiver -of pride in his voice as he answered, suggestively, "It's--nearly my -cow." - -"How is that?" I asked. - -"Why, when I drive her twenty-nine more times to pasture 'thout her -gettin' her foot over the rope or 'thout my bein' afraid, she's goin' to -be my truly cow, Uncle Abner says. Are you 'fraid of cows?" - -"Ye-e-es," I confessed, "I am, just a little. You see, I am nothing but -a grown-up woman, and boys can't understand how we feel about cows." - -"_I_ can! They're awful big things, aren't they?" - -"Perfectly enormous! I've always thought a cow coming towards you one of -the biggest things in the world." - -"Yes; me too. Don't let's think about it. Do they hook people so very -often?" - -"No, indeed; in fact one scarcely ever hears of such a case." - -"If they stepped on your bare foot they'd scrunch it, wouldn't they?" - -"Yes, but you are the driver, you mustn't let them do that; you are a -free-will boy, and they are nothing but cows." - -"I know; but p'r'aps there is free-will cows, and if they just _would_ -do it you can't help being scrunched, for you mustn't let go of the rope -nor run, Uncle Abner says." - -"No, of course that would never do." - -"Does all the cows where you live go down into the boggy places when -you're drivin' 'em to pasture, or does some stay in the road?" - -"There aren't any cows or any pastures where I live; that's what makes -me so foolish. Why does yours need a rope?" - -"She don't like to go to pasture, Uncle Abner says. Sometimes she'd -druther stay to home, and so when she gets part way there she turns -round and comes backwards." - -"Dear me!" I thought, "what becomes of this boy mite if she has a spell -of going backwards? Do you like to drive her?" I asked. - -"N--no, not erzackly; but, you see, it'll be my cow if I drive her -twenty-nine more times 'thout her gettin' her foot over the rope and -'thout my bein' afraid," and a beaming smile gave a transient brightness -to his harassed little face. "Will she feed in the ditch much longer?" -he asked. "Shall I say 'Hurrap'? That's what Uncle Abner -says--'_Hurrap!_' like that, and it means to hurry up." - -It was rather a feeble warning that he sounded, and the cow fed on, -peacefully. The little fellow looked up at me confidingly, and then -glanced back at the farm to see if Uncle Abner were watching the -progress of events. - -"What shall we do next?" he asked. - -I delighted in that warm, cozy little "_we_"; it took me into the firm -so pleasantly. I am a weak prop indeed when it comes to cows, but all -the manhood in my soul rose to arms when he said, "What shall _we_ do -next?" I became alert, courageous, ingenious, on the instant. - -"What is her name?" I asked, sitting up straight in the hammock. - -"Buttercup; but she don't seem to know it very well." - -"Never mind; you must shout 'Buttercup!' at the top of your voice, and -twitch the rope _hard_; then I'll call, 'Hurrap!' with all my might at -the same moment." - -We did this; it worked to a charm, and I looked affectionately after my -Little Bishop as the cow pulled him down Aunt Betty's hill. - -The lovely June days wore on. I saw Phil frequently, but the cow was -seldom present at our interviews, as he now drove her to the pasture -very early in the morning, the journey thither being one of considerable -length and her method of reaching the goal being exceedingly -round-about. Uncle Abner had pointed out the necessity of getting her -into the pasture at least a few minutes before she had to be taken out -again, and though I didn't like Uncle Abner, I saw the common-sense of -this remark. I sometimes caught a glimpse of them at sundown as they -returned from the pasture to the twilight milking, Buttercup chewing her -peaceful cud, her soft white bag of milk hanging full, her surprised eye -rolling in its accustomed "fine frenzy." The frenzied roll did not mean -anything, the Bishop and I used to assure each other; but if it didn't, -it was an awful pity she had to do it, the Bishop thought, and I agreed. -To have an expression of eye that means murder, and yet to be a -perfectly virtuous and well-meaning animal, this is a calamity which, if -fully realized, would injure a cow's milk-producing activities -seriously, I should think. - -I was looking at the sun one evening as it dropped like a ball of red -fire into Wilkins's Woods, when the Little Bishop passed. - -"It's the twenty-ninth night," he called, joyously. - -"I am so glad," I answered, for I had often feared some accident might -prevent his claiming the promised reward. "Then to-morrow Buttercup will -be your own cow?" - -"I guess so. That's what Uncle Abner said. He's off to Bonnie Eagle now, -but he'll be home to-night, and mother's going to send my new hat by -him. When Buttercup's my own cow I wish I could change her name and call -her Red Rover, but p'r'aps her mother wouldn't like it. When she b'longs -to me, mebbe I won't be so 'fraid of gettin' hooked and scrunched, -because she'll know she's mine, and she'll go better. I haven't let her -get snarled up in the rope one single time, and I don't show I'm afraid, -do I?" - -"I should never suspect it for an instant," I said, encouragingly. "I've -often envied you your bold, brave look!" - -He appeared distinctly pleased. "I haven't cried, either, when she's -dragged me over the pasture bars and peeled my legs. Bill Jones's little -brother Charlie says he ain't afraid of anything, not even bears. He -says he would walk right up close and cuff 'em if they dared to yip; but -I ain't like that!" - -I told Aunt Betty that it was the Bishop's twenty-ninth night, and that -the big red cow was to be his on the morrow. - -"Well, I hope it'll turn out that way," she said. "But I ain't a mite -sure that Abner Sanderson will give up that cow when it comes to the -point. It won't be the first time he's tried to crawl out of a bargain -with folks a good deal bigger than Phil, for he's close, Abner is! To be -sure, Phil's father bought all his stock for him years ago, and set him -up on the farm; perhaps that'll make some difference, now he's died, and -left nothing to his widder. Abner has hired help in July and August, so -he can get the cow to the pasture easy enough without Phil. I wish you'd -go up there to-night, and ask Mis' Sanderson if she'll lend me half her -yeast-cake, and I'll lend her half of mine a Saturday." - -I was used to this errand, for the whole village of Pleasant River would -sometimes be rocked to the very centre of its being by simultaneous -desire for a yeast-cake. As the nearest repository was a mile and a half -distant, as the yeast-cake was valued at two cents and wouldn't keep, as -the demand was uncertain, being dependent entirely on a fluctuating -desire for "riz bread," the Edgewood store-keeper refused to order more -than three yeast-cakes a day at his own risk. Sometimes they remained on -his hands a dead loss; sometimes eight or ten persons would "hitch up" -and drive from distant farms for the coveted article, only to be met -with the flat, "No, I'm all out o' yeast-cake; Mis' Simmons took the -last; mebbe you can borry half o' hern, she hain't much of a -bread-eater." - -So I climbed the hill to Mrs. Sanderson's, knowing my daily bread -depended on the successful issue of the call. As I passed by the corner -of the barn, I paused behind a great clump of elderberry-bushes, for I -heard the timid voice of the Little Bishop and Uncle Abner's gruff tone. -I did not wish to interrupt nor overhear a family interview, and I -thought they might walk on as they talked; but in a moment I heard Uncle -Abner sit down on a stool by the grindstone as he said: - -"Well, now, Phillips Brooks, we'll talk about the red cow. You say -you've drove her a month, do ye? And the trade between us was that if -you could drive her a month without her getting the rope over her foot -and without bein' afraid, you was to have her. That's straight, ain't -it?" The Bishop's face burned with excitement, his gingham shift rose -and fell as if he were breathing hard, but he only nodded assent and -said nothing. "Now," continued Uncle Abner, "have you made out to keep -the rope from under her feet?" - -"She 'ain't got t-t-tangled up one s-single time," said Phil, stuttering -in his excitement, but looking up with some courage from his bare toes, -with which he was assiduously ploughing the earth. - -"So far, so good. Now 'bout bein' afraid. As you seem so certain of -gettin' the cow, I suppose you hain't been a mite scared, hev you? Honor -bright, now!" - -"I--I--not but just a little mite. I--" - -"Hold up a minute. Of course you didn't _say_ you was afraid, and didn't -_show_ you was afraid, and nobody knew you _was_ afraid, but that ain't -the way we fixed it up. You was to call the cow yourn if you could drive -her to the pasture for a month without _bein'_ afraid. Own up square -now, hev you ben afraid?" - -A long pause, then a faint "Yes." - -"Where's your manners?" - -"I mean yes sir." - -"How often? If it hain't ben too many times mebbe I'll let ye off, -though you're a reg'lar girl-boy, and'll be runnin' away from the cat -bimeby. Has it ben--twice?" - -"Yes," and the Little Bishop's voice was very faint now, and had a -decided tear in it. - -"Yes what?" - -"Yes, sir." - -"Has it ben four times?" - -"Y-es, sir." More heaving of the gingham shirt. - -"Well, you air a coward! How many times? Speak up now." - -More digging of the bare toes in the earth, and one premonitory tear -stealing from under the downcast lids, then: - -"A little most every day, and you can keep the cow," wailed the Bishop, -as he turned abruptly and fled behind the barn, where he flung himself -into the green depths of a tansy bed, and gave himself up to unmanly -tears. - -I had heard more than I wished, for I had been rooted to the spot, not -so much because of my interest in Phil as that I did not like to vex -Uncle Abner by making him aware of my unintentional presence. I did not -dare seek and comfort my Little Bishop sobbing in the tansy bed, the -brand of coward on his forehead, and, what was much worse, the fear in -his heart that he deserved it. I hurried home across the fields, quite -forgetting my errand, and told Aunt Betty, with tears in my eyes, that I -would rather eat buttermilk bread for a week than have one of Uncle -Abner's yeast-cakes in the house. I acknowledged that he had been true -to his word and had held to his bargain, but I could not forgive his -making so hard a bargain with my timid Little Bishop. - -Aunt Betty finally heard from Mrs. Sanderson, through whom all -information was sure to filter if you gave it time, that Uncle -Abner despised a coward, that he considered Phil a regular -mother's-apron-string boy, and that he was "learnin'" him to be brave. - -Bill Jones, the hired man, now drove Buttercup to pasture, though -whenever Uncle Abner went to Moderation of Bonnie Eagle, as he often -did, I noticed that Phil took the hired man's place. I often joined him -on these anxious expeditions, and a like terror in both our souls, we -attempted to train the red cow and give her some idea of obedience. - -"If she only wouldn't look at us that way we would get along real nicely -with her, wouldn't we?" prattled the dear Bishop, straggling along by my -side; "and she is a splendid cow; she gives twenty-one quarts a day, and -Uncle Abner says it's more'n half cream." - -I assented in all this, thinking that if Buttercup would give up her -habit of turning completely round in the road to roll her eyes and -elevate her white-tipped eyebrow, she might indeed be an enjoyable -companion; but in her present state of development her society would not -be agreeable to me even did she give sixty-one quarts of milk a day. -Furthermore, when I found that she never did any of these reprehensible -things with Bill Jones, I began to believe cows more intelligent -creatures than I had supposed them to be, and I was indignant to think -Buttercup could count so confidently on our weakness. - -One evening, when she was more than usually exasperating, I said to the -Bishop, who was bracing himself to keep from being pulled into a -way-side brook where she loved to dabble, "Bishop, do you know anything -about the superiority of mind over matter?" No, he didn't, though it was -not a fair time to ask the question, for he had sat down in the road to -get a better purchase on the rope. - -"Well, it doesn't signify. What I mean is that we can die but once, and -it is a glorious thing to die for a great principle. Give me that rope. -I can pull like an ox in my present frame of mind. You run down on the -opposite side of the brook, take that big stick, wade right in--you are -barefooted--brandish the stick, and, if necessary, do more than -brandish. I would go myself, but it is better she should recognize you -as a master, and I am in as much danger as you are, anyway. She may try -to hook you, of course, but you must keep waving the stick--die -brandishing, Bishop, that's the idea! She may turn and run for me, in -which case I shall run too; but I shall die running, and Aunt Betty can -bury us under our favorite sweet-apple-tree!" - -The Bishop's soul was fired by my eloquence. The blood mounted to our -brains simultaneously, and we were flushed with a splendid courage in -which death looked a mean and paltry thing compared with vanquishing -that cow. She had already stepped into the pool, but the Bishop waded in -towards her, moving the alder branch menacingly. She looked up with the -familiar roll of the eye that had done her such good service all summer, -but she quailed beneath the stern justice of the Bishop's gaze. - -In that moment she felt ashamed, I know, of the misery she had caused -that helpless mite. At any rate, actuated by fear, surprise, or remorse, -she turned and walked back into the road without a sign of passion or -indignation, leaving us rather disappointed at our easy victory. To be -prepared for a violent death and receive not even a scratch makes one -fear that one may possibly have overestimated the danger. - -Well, we were better friends after that, all three of us, and understood -one another better as the summer grew into autumn and the great maple -hung a flaming bough of scarlet over the hammock. Uncle Abner found the -Bishop very useful at picking up potatoes and gathering apples, but he -was going to leave Pleasant River as soon as the harvesting was over. - -One warm evening Aunt Betty and I were borrowing half a yeast-cake, and -incidentally sitting on Mrs. Sanderson's steps at sunset. Buttercup was -being milked on the grassy slope near the shed door. As she walked to -the barn, after giving up her twelve quarts of yellow milk, she bent her -neck and snatched a hasty bite from a pile of turnips lying temptingly -near. In her haste she got more of a mouthful than would be considered -good manners even among cows, and as she disappeared in the barn door I -could see a forest of green tops hanging from her mouth, while she -painfully attempted to grind up the mass of stolen material without -allowing a single turnip to escape. - -It grew dark soon after, and we went into the house, but as we closed -the door I heard the cow coughing, and said to Mrs. Sanderson, -"Buttercup was too greedy, and now she has indigestion." - -The Bishop always went to bed at sundown, and Uncle Abner had gone to -the doctor's to have his hand dressed, for he had hurt it in some way in -the threshing-machine. Bill Jones came in presently and asked for him, -saying that the cow coughed more and more, and it must be that something -was wrong, but he could not get her to open her mouth wide enough for -him to see anything. - -When Uncle Abner had driven into the yard, he came in for a lantern, and -went directly out to the barn. After an hour or more, in which we had -forgotten the whole occurrence, he came in again. "I'm blamed if we -ain't goin' to lose that cow," he said. "Come out, will ye, Hannah, and -hold the lantern? I can't do anything with my right hand in a sling, and -Bill is the stupidest critter in the country." - -We all went out to the barn except Aunt Betty, who ran down the path to -see if her son Moses had come home from Saco, and could come up to take -a hand in the exercises. - -Buttercup was in a bad way; there was no doubt of it. Something, one of -the turnips, presumably, had lodged in her throat, and would move -neither way, despite her attempts to dislodge it. Her breathing was -labored, and her eyes bloodshot from straining and choking. Once or -twice they succeeded in getting her mouth partly open, but before they -could fairly discover the cause of trouble she had wrested her head -away. - -"I can see a little tuft of green sticking straight up in the middle," -said Uncle Abner, while Bill Jones and Moses held a lantern on each side -of Buttercup's head; "but, land! it's so far down, and such a mite of a -thing, I couldn't git it even if I could use my right hand. S'pose you -try, Bill." - -Bill hemmed and hawed, and confessed he didn't care to try. Buttercup's -teeth were of good size and excellent quality, and he had no fancy for -leaving his hand within her jaws. He said he was no good at that kind of -work, but that he would help Uncle Abner hold the cow's head; that was -just as necessary, and considerable safer. - -Moses was more inclined to the service of humanity, and did his best, -wrapping his wrist in a cloth, and making desperate but ineffectual dabs -at the slippery green turnip-tops in the reluctantly opened throat. But -the cow tossed her head and stamped her feet and switched her tail and -wriggled from under Bill's hands, so that it seemed altogether -impossible to reach the seat of the trouble. - -Uncle Abner was in despair, fuming and fretting the more because of his -own uselessness. "Hitch up, Bill," he said, "and, Hannah, you drive over -to Edgewood for the horse-doctor. I know we can get out that turnip if -we can hit on the right tools and somebody to manage 'em right; but -we've got to be quick about it or the critter'll choke to death, sure! -Your hand's so clumsy, Mose, she thinks her time's come when she feels -it in her mouth, and your fingers are so big you can't ketch holt o' -that green stuff 'thout its slippin'!" - -"Mine's little; let me try," said a timid voice, and turning round, we -saw the Bishop, his trousers pulled on over his night-shirt, his curly -hair ruffled, his eyes big with sleep. - -Uncle Abner gave a laugh of good-humored derision. "You--that's afraid -to drive a cow to pasture? No, sir; you hain't got sand enough for this -job, I guess!" - -Buttercup just then gave a worse cough than ever, and her eyes rolled in -her head as if she were giving up the ghost. - -"I'd rather do it than see her choke to death!" cried the Bishop in -despair. - -"Then, by ginger, you can try it, sonny!" said Uncle Abner. "Now this -time we'll tie her head up. Take it slow, and make a good job of it." - -Accordingly they pried poor Buttercup's jaws open to put a wooden gag -between them, tied her head up, and kept her as still as they could, -while we women held the lanterns. - -"Now, sonny, strip up your sleeve and reach as fur down 's you can! Wind -your little fingers in among that green stuff stickin' up there that -ain't hardly big enough to call green stuff, give it a twist, and pull -for all you're worth. Land! what a skinny little pipe stem!" - -The Bishop had stripped up his sleeve. It was a slender thing, his arm; -but he had driven the red cow all summer, borne her tantrums, protected -her from the consequences of her own obstinacy, taking (as he thought) a -future owner's pride in her splendid flow of milk--grown to love her, in -a word--and now she was choking to death. Love can put a deal of -strength into a skinny little pipe-stem at such a time, and it was only -a slender arm and hand that could have done the work. - -Phil trembled with nervousness, but he made a dexterous and dashing -entrance into the awful cavern of Buttercup's mouth; descended upon the -tiny clump of green spills or spikes, wound his little fingers in among -them as firmly as he could, and then gave a long, steady determined pull -with all the strength in his body. That was not so much in itself, to be -sure, but he borrowed a good deal more from some reserve quarter, the -location of which nobody knows anything about, but upon which everybody -draws in time of need. - -Such a valiant pull you would never have expected of the Little Bishop. -Such a pull that, to his own utter amazement, he suddenly found himself -lying flat on his back on the barn floor, with a very slippery something -in his hand, and a fair-sized but rather dilapidated turnip on the end -of it. - -"That's the business!" cried Moses. - -"I could 'a' done it as easy as nothin' if my arm had been a leetle mite -smaller," said Bill Jones. - -"You're a trump, sonny!" exclaimed Uncle Abner as he helped Moses untie -Buttercup's head and took the gag out. "You're a trump, and, by ginger, -the cow's yourn!" - -The welcome air rushed into Buttercup's lungs and cooled her parched, -torn throat. She was pretty nearly spent, poor thing! and bent her head -gently over the Little Bishop's shoulder as he threw his arms joyfully -about her neck, and whispered, "You're my truly cow now, ain't you, -Buttercup?" - -"Aunt Betty," I said, as we walked home under the harvest moon, "there -are all sorts of cowards, aren't there, and I don't think the Little -Bishop is the worst kind, do you?" - - * * * * * - -TRYING TO SEE THE WIND. - -Did you ever try to see the wind? It is a very pretty experiment, and -one easily performed. In the first place choose a windy day, then secure -a polished piece of metal. (A hand-saw will be the easiest to get.) Hold -the metallic surface at right angles to the direction of the wind. For -example, if the wind is in the north, hold the saw east and west -inclined about forty-five degrees to the horizon. Now look carefully at -the sharp edge, and you will shortly see the wind pouring over it like a -waterfall. Do not try the experiment on a rainy or a murky day. - - - - -[Illustration] - -TORTOISE-SHELLS. - -BY A. V. S. ANTHONY. - - -It was a bright winter morning, and the air outside was frosty and -still. A young maid sat in her cozy chamber dressing her golden-brown -curls, and as she drew her comb through them she heard a sharp crackling -sound that caused her to put on her "thinking-cap," as was her habit -when anything out of the common occurred, for she liked to reason out -matters in her own quiet way. In her studies she had not as yet reached -any allusion to that subtile power known as electricity, so she -concluded that the sound must have come from the comb, which she thought -was possibly made from the shell of a snapping-turtle. Having settled -the affair comfortably in her mind, she finished her toilet hastily, -that she might lose no time in announcing her discovery to the family at -the breakfast table. - -It was the fortunate lot of the head of the family to have been wrecked -on a coral reef. I say fortunate, because "All's well that ends well," -and inside the reef was a small island, on which he, the head of the -family, had the rare experience of witnessing the catching of turtles -and the removal of their shells by some native fishermen. - -Stories of shipwrecked mariners have been so often told that the -incidents of mine need not be repeated here. If, as the Irishman said, -the tale of the _lost_ could be told, it would be quite new and -interesting; but mine was the very ordinary and commonplace. - -After the morning meal was over I told the little maid about it, as I -briefly tell you here. - -I was on my way to Central America, and had almost reached my journey's -end when our ship was wrecked. We struck the reef about nine o'clock at -night. It was a very dark and thick night, and the waves dashed over us -as we huddled together on the quarter-deck while waiting for daylight to -determine in which direction lay possible safety. When the sun rose the -next morning we saw approaching us a canoe containing four Indians, with -whose assistance we got over the dangerous rocks, and were soon on the -island, which was about ten miles distant from the mainland. - -It was a beautiful morning, and after the Indians had made us some hot -coffee and tortillas (an unleavened corn-cake, baked on hot stones), -they went off with the Captain and crew to the wreck, to see if anything -could be saved from it, while I lay under the cocoanut-trees enjoying -the soft tropical air and congratulating myself on my escape. - -When the Captain returned, he determined that he had been driven about -twenty-five miles out of his course by a strong current that sets up -northward along the eastern coast of Yucatan, for which he had not made -proper allowance. - -Day was the period of rest for the Indians, and as we all needed sleep, -we closed our eyes on the lovely yellow light of the Caribbean Sea, and -stretched ourselves under the shelter of the thatched hut. - -Towards sunset the Indians awakened us, and gave us another meal of -coffee and tortillas, with _chile_--an uncommonly hot little green -pepper. The night promised to be fine, and the Indians predicted a good -catch of turtles, as the egg-laying season was nearing its close. So, -after an hour or two of chatting, we went down to the edge of the beach, -and hid ourselves among the tall salt grasses that lined the shore above -high-water mark, where we lay quietly watching the moon rising in its -mysterious way out of the sea. Not a sound was heard, save the soft -murmuring of the waves as they washed over the reef about half a mile -away. We were as still as mice, as the Indians had cautioned us against -talking, for the turtles were shy, and very quick to take alarm. After a -long wait one of the men touched my arm, and pointed to some dark -objects that were slowly crawling out of the water, which was as quiet -as a mill-pond. Those dark objects were five big turtles that had come -ashore to lay their eggs, which are from two to three inches in length, -and sometimes as many as two hundred in number. - -[Illustration: WATCHING THE TURTLES COMING OUT OF THE WATER.] - -This turtle has a small squat head covered with plates of shell, and has -a jaw like the beak of a hawk. It has four limbs, or flippers--the -hindermost being quite long and winglike--which are armed with a couple -of strong nails, with which it digs holes in the sand when it comes -ashore to lay its eggs, and it is very fierce at such times if -disturbed. When the eggs are laid and carefully covered, Mrs. Turtle -waddles off to the water, and gives no further thought of her two -hundred or more children which she has left behind. - -In the course of time the hot sun hatches out the little chelonians, who -burst their shells, and digging their way out of the sand, toddle town -the beach to the sea to begin their careers. - -Their food consists of sea-weed, crabs, and fishes, and when they grow -to be about two hundred pounds in weight, and their shells become -valuable, it behooves them to keep their "weather eyes" open for -dark-skinned men when their maternal instincts prompt them to ramble on -shelving beaches by the light of the moon. - -When the turtles were well up on the shore, the natives rushed out with -stout poles, and after a sharp tussle succeeded in turning them over on -their backs--no easy task, as they were nearly four feet long, and -weighed several hundred pounds. - -Once on their backs they were helpless, as they were unable to regain -their natural position. Long after midnight we added another to our -catch, and then went to rest, leaving the turtles on the beach. - -In the morning the natives rolled them over, and after fastening their -flippers to stakes driven into the beach, built a light fire on their -backs, which caused the plates to curl at the edges, under which a knife -was passed and the plates removed, leaving underneath a solid body of -bony substance, which is the real protecting shield. - -The fire seemed to cause the turtles much pain, as they moaned in quite -a human way, but the work was soon over, and on being released, the poor -things crawled down the beach and disappeared into the sea. The natives -are very careful not to fatally injure them, as they are not very -numerous in these waters, and would soon be exterminated if -indiscriminately slaughtered, and this is the only variety--the -hawksbill, _Erectmochelys imbricata_, the zoologists call them--that -yields the tortoise-shell of commerce. I was told that a second shell -soon formed, but it grew as one solid mass, and had no commercial value. - -There are thirteen of these plates, and the centre one, on a full-grown -specimen, is oftentimes fully fifteen inches long, weighing over half a -pound, and ranging from an eighth to a quarter of an inch in thickness. - -The finest shell comes from the Eastern Archipelago, around the Celebes, -and along the coast of New Guinea, and its value depends on its mottled -color; that having a warm transparent yellow tone, with rich brown -spots, is the most sought after, and brings the highest price. It is a -horny substance, much harder, more brittle, and less fibrous than -ordinary horn, and it is very tender, and should not be exposed to -severe cold. - -In preparing the plates for manufacturing purposes, they are first -carefully scraped and washed, the rough edges filed off, and then -treated to a bath of boiling water, after which they are subjected to -pressure to flatten them. Great care must be used to avoid overheating -them, as an excess of heat destroys the transparent and translucent -portions, and turns them into a muddy, opaque mass, and thus impairs the -market value, so only the most skilful workmen are intrusted with the -finer grades, as long practice enables them to work the material at a -moderately low temperature. - -The shell has an extremely peculiar quality, and with the proper degree -of heat can be fashioned into any desired form, which it retains on -cooling. All the chips, scraps, and filings that come from working the -shells are carefully saved, as they can be softened and pressed into -moulds of various shapes. - -When thickness is desired, two surfaces are roughened by rasping, and -the pieces are then plunged into boiling water, which liquefies the -superficial film, and transforms it into a sort of gluey paste, and when -the two pieces are pressed together--sometimes between hot irons--a -solid mass is obtained, without loss of the valuable qualities so much -esteemed. Many cheap compositions and a large amount of stained horn are -on the market, which are sold to the unwary as real tortoise-shell, but -the fraud is easily detected. - -The old Romans held the shell in high favor, and used it very freely to -veneer furniture, etc.; and the modern French and German craftsmen -decorate their buhl cabinets with it in connection with gold, silver, -and copper. To-day it is made into many articles of jewelry, chains, -sleeve-buttons, lorgnettes, combs, and other toilet articles. To-morrow -it may be out of fashion, and be laid away with camel's-hair shawls. - - - - -CAPTAIN JACK'S CHRISTMAS GIFT. - - -It was just in the holiday season when Bob and Tommie were delighted to -receive a visit from their old friend Captain Hawkins from the -sea-shore. - -"Just thought I'd run up to town for a few minutes," he said, as if it -were necessary for him to explain his presence in town. "You see, I've -got a few nevews an' several thousand gran'children what likes to hear -from me about Christmas-time, so I goes about Bemberton-by-the-Sea, and -all I can find in the shops down thereabouts is the same old things -they've had for the last forty year." - -"My! Captain Hawkins," said Bob. "Forty years? Are your nephews and -grandchildren as old as that?" - -"Well, pretty nearly," said the Captain, with an uneasy laugh. "Pretty -nearly; and when you get to be forty you get kind of tired o' tin pails -and wooden spades and little red jumpin'-jacks an' doll babbies and -lemon drops. You boys don't understand that, but wait till you get to be -forty year old, and see if I ain't tellin' you the solemnest kind o' -truth." - -"I guess you're right," said Bob. "I gave my daddy a fine old -Jack-in-the-box once, and he laughed like everything at first; but he -didn't play with it much, and finally it came back to me again. Pop's -pretty nearly forty." - -"Yes, an' I guess he laughed like sixty when he saw that Bob-in-a-box." - -"Jack-in-a-box," said Bob, with a smile. - -"All the same," retorted the old Captain. "Jack-in-a-box, -Tommie-in-a-box, or Bob-in-a-box! I never could see why they took the -trouble to specify, and if I'd ever have had any children o' my own the -Jack-in-a-box would ha' been named after 'em." - -"But, Captain, you were just speaking of your grandchildren," said -Tommie. "How can you have any grandchildren if you haven't had any -children?" - -"Oh, that's easy," replied the Captain. "I've adopted 'em. Whenever I -see boy or a girl that strikes me as being grand I adopt 'em and call -'em my grandchildren. I guess I've got most a million of 'em scattered -round." - -"And you've come up to get a million Christmas presents for 'em?" cried -Bob, in ecstasy. - -"Yep--only there ain't more'n ten of 'em," said the Captain, "that -expects anything. I'm goin' to spend ten cents apiece on 'em, but first -I've got to get the other eight." - -Bob looked at Tommie and Tommie looked at Bob. They were really puzzled -to think what the Captain could mean. - -"The other eight?" asked Bob. - -"Yes," said Hawkins. "You boys ain't the only grandchildren I've got. I -love you, but you ain't the only ones I love. There's at least eight -more. And what do you suppose I'm goin' to give you all for Christmas?" - -The boys gave it up. - -"Well," said the Captain, in a whisper, "as I was a-comin' up Broadway -a-lookin' into the windows, all of a sudden I see a hoss-car goin' along -without a hoss, and I says goodness gracious that's funny. A hoss-car -without a hoss, an' what was queerest of all, _no trolley_! Boys, it -scaret me. Me who was never scaret before was scaret then. So I says to -a policeman, 'Great scott! Mr. Constable, say, what makes that car go so -fast?' 'It's the cable,' says he. My goodness thinks I, I'm sorry for -the man that has to pull it, but I jumps aboard one of 'em, pays my five -cents, and I have the finest sail from Forty-second Street to the -Battery you ever see. No wind, no steam, nothin' in sight to move you, -but movin' just the same, just as if you was on a sled slidin' down a -hill. It _was fine_. Goin' around by Fourteenth Street you got lurched -like as if you was at sea, an' then with a clear track and no squalls we -just bounded down past Canal and Wall streets to Bowlin' Green, and back -as slick as anything. And I says to myself, Cap'n Hawkins you've struck -it. Don't give the boys no pails, no Jims-in-the-boxes, no spades, no -nothin', but get the whole ten of 'em together and give 'em a ride on -the cable-car whether you're sorry for the feller that pulls the rope or -not. So I'm goin' back to Bemberton for the other eight, and when you -boys are free I want you to join us for a sail from Central Park down -and back, eh?" - - - - -VOLCANOES--THEIR MODE OF ACTION AND ORIGIN. - -BY NATHANIEL S. SHALER, - -PROFESSOR OF GEOLOGY AT HARVARD UNIVERSITY. - - -In endeavoring to set before the reader an account of volcanoes, I find -a difficulty arising from the fact that very few people have had a -chance to see these curious features in the machinery of the earth. In -the United States, except in the far-away island district of Alaska, -there is not one that has been seen by white men in a state of activity. -Many, it is true, exist in the Cordilleran district, between the -Canadian and Mexican line, but these are for the most part inaccessible, -or, if conveniently placed for the tourists' convenience, are not well -suited to show the most important facts of these structures. In writing -about the sea, rivers, mountains, glaciers, or any other class of -natural objects, our country affords admirable means of illustration, -which may serve to convey clear impressions; but the story of volcanoes -has to be told without this help. - -It is otherwise in the Old World. In Europe, Ætna and Vesuvius have had -their activity associated with that of the most cultivated people of the -world for about twenty-five centuries; and at many points, as in the -valley of the Po or in central France, there are groups of volcanoes -which are, though no longer active, in a very perfect state of -preservation, within sight of the ways which are traversed by all -sight-seeing travellers. - -Its convenient position, immediately neighboring to the most beautiful -scenery and the greatest treasures of antiquity, has made Vesuvius the -volcano of all others which people are likely to see. Probably a hundred -climb it for one who ascends any other cone. This is true of our own -countrymen who travel as well as those of Europe. This choice of -Vesuvius as the volcano of pilgrimage is fortunate, for the reason that -though by no means a great specimen of its kind, it is perhaps the most -useful to the student of all the thousands that have been examined and -described by observers of volcanic phenomena. Therefore, as we should -begin our inquiry by seeing what occurs in a volcanic outbreak, and the -consequences of these explosions, we will make our study on this -beautiful cone. - -It is characteristic of this most amiable of volcanoes that of late -years it has been in many frequent slight eruptions. The greater number -of craters lie sleeping for hundreds or perhaps thousands of years, -until they break forth with a fury that sends desolation to the country -for miles from the point where the discharge takes place. But Vesuvius, -which in its early years was given to furious storms, such as that which -overwhelmed Herculaneum and Pompeii eighteen centuries ago, has now -become so mild-mannered that men till their vineyards in a fearless way -on the slopes which lead up to the crater. - -It was my good fortune, about fifteen years ago, on one of several -visits to Vesuvius, to find it in an excellent state for an inquiry, -which showed me more of what goes on in an eruption, and led to a better -insight into the nature of the work than has often been seen by the -geologist. There was a slight eruption in progress during the night; -from the windows of my lodging in Naples I could see the successive -puffs of fire from the crater coming regularly, several each minute. On -the following morning there was a strong northerly wind blowing, which -made me hope it would be possible to approach the edge of the opening -without danger from the falling stones. - -Climbing the long way which leads from the railway station on the shores -of the bay, through the gardens, villages, and vineyards, I came at -length to the observatory which has been established on the border of -the area which is reasonably safe in times of trouble. Here I learned -that the instruments which show the tremblings of the earth, the small -earthquakes which are not perceived by our bodies, indicated that the -cone was in a state of constant trembling. The observers who watch this -apparatus thought it likely that some time during the day the cone would -be blown away in a violent eruption, such as now and then sends the -upper part of this and many other volcanoes flying into bits before the -fierce blast of the escaping vapors. - -My way lay across a wide field of lava and cinders to the place where -the steep slope of the upper cone rose to the level where the crater was -bombarding the sky with the rapidity of a well-served cannon. The climb -up this cone, composed of the bits of lava which had been blown into the -air and had fallen down again to the earth, was very laborious. The -slope was as steep as a house roof. It took three steps to gain each -foot in height. Now and then a stronger blast from the crater would -shake the heap, so that it was hard to keep the ground that had been -gained. It took a long hour to win the height of four or five hundred -feet. - -[Illustration: "CREEPING TO THE SHARP EDGE OF THE CRATER, I SAW INTO THE -VERY MOUTH OF THE VOLCANO."] - -Creeping to the sharp edge of the crater, and peering cautiously into -the cavity, I saw into the very mouth of the volcano. The cup-shaped -depression was about three hundred feet in diameter, and perhaps half -that depth; it passed downward into a well-like pipe, perhaps sixty feet -across. The lower part of the pit was, even in the bright sunlight, -evidently red-hot. The sides of the pipe were white-hot. On this lower -part of the pit, which shone like the eye of a furnace, a mass of very -fluid lava was lashing up and down, now rising until it filled the -bottom of the basin with its fiery tide, again sinking until it was out -of sight. - -Each time the lava rose up into the basin it swelled quickly in its -middle part, and in the twinkling of an eye it was broken by an -explosion of such violence that a quantity of the fluid rock was tossed -in fragments high into the air. As this sped upward and downward, it had -a chance partly to cool, so that as it fell on the edge of the cone -opposite to where I was the roar of its striking was very suggestive of -what would happen if the wind should die away. - -Although the circumstances were such as made it hard to observe closely, -I had no difficulty in seeing that the vapor which blew out at each -explosion was steam. As it came forth, it was of the steel-blue color -which we see just where the steam comes from the safety-valve of a very -hot boiler. As it rose in the crater it soon became white, and as it -whirled around me it had the well-known odor of steam, mingled with that -of sulphur. In a word, it was evident that it was the vapor of water -which was the cause of the explosions. - -After I had watched this fascinating scene for about half an hour, with -much inconvenience from the heat of the earth and from the shaking of -the ground on which I lay, the explosions, which were at first at the -rate of three or four each minute, became more and more frequent and -violent, and the strong wind began to die away, so that a speedy retreat -was necessary to escape the bits of lava, which were now falling -heavily. Looking back from the base of the cone, I noted that the -explosions came faster and faster, so that it sounded as a continuous -roar. It was just as when a locomotive starts on its journey. At the -outset we can count the puffs; as the cylinders move faster and faster -the escape sounds perfectly continuous. - -From the base of the cinder cone there flowed out a small lava stream. -This lava was evidently full of steam, which poured forth from all parts -of the surface. This is seen in all eruptions. Clouds of steam hung over -the streams of lava. They are often visible ten miles or more away from -the current of molten rock. In a great eruption the steam given forth -from the crater often forms, as it condenses, into rains, that fall in -fearful torrents about the cone. It is evident, in a word, that the -explosions of volcanoes are formed by the escape of the vapor of water. -They are, indeed, like the explosions of boilers. - -The question now arises as to the way in which this steam gets into the -lava. This we can decide by a simple bit of study of the facts. Taking a -map which shows the positions of several hundred active volcanoes, we -find at once that they are all situated on the sea floor, from which -they rise to form islands on its surface; or, when they are on the -continents, they are never more than two hundred and fifty miles from -the ocean. This shows that the activity of a volcano is, in some way, -related to the sea-water. The only way in which we have been able to -reasonably conceive of the sea bringing about volcanic explosions will -now be described. - -On the sea floor there is a constant laying down of -sediments--limestones, sandstones, etc. We know by the parts of the old -sea floor that have been uplifted into dry lands that such beds have -been formed, to the thickness in all of one or two hundred thousand -feet. These beds are made of small bits of rocky matter and fragments of -dead animals and plants. These bits do not fit closely together, and the -interspaces are filled with sea water, so that as much as one-twelfth of -the rock is usually made up of the fluid in which it was formed. As the -ages go on, these beds, with the water which they hold, are buried -deeper and deeper by the newer rocks which are laid down upon them, -until it may be that they are thus brought to lie twenty miles or more -below the surface of the solid earth. - -Next let us see as to the heat to which these rocks, with their -imprisoned water, are exposed. We know, from a great number of studies -which have been made in mines that for each mile we go downward in the -earth there is an increase in heat, differing a good deal in different -places, but on the average amounting to about one hundred degrees. -Therefore, at the depth of twenty miles the imprisoned water would have -a temperature of about two thousand degrees. In other words, it would be -about as hot as the melted iron that comes from the blast-furnace. Thus -heated, the water of the tiny cells of the rock would tend to explode -with something like the intensity of gun-powder when it was fired; but -as it is sealed in by the great thickness of the rock above, it cannot -_burst_ into vapor--just as in the steam-boiler the water stays as a -fluid even when it is heated twice as hot as it needs be to become steam -when it is not confined. - -Let us now suppose that a rift, or, as geologists call it, a fault, is -formed in the rocks leading from the surface downward to the level where -this very explosive water lies. We can readily fancy that at once the -fluid would flash into steam; and as this occurred in the myriads of -little cavities in the rocks, which were so heated that they tended to -become melted, great quantities of the beds would be forced along with -the escaping steam in the form of lava. We see also that this would -account for the fact that when the lava comes to the surface of the -earth it is commonly filled with steam. When it rises quickly to the -air, it is blown to fine dust by the expanding vapor; or if it does not -fly to pieces, the little bits of water expand into bubbles, forming -pumice or lava, so full of little cavities that it will float on the -water like cork. - -This view as to the origin of volcanoes, although it would not be -accepted by all the students of these strange features of the earth, -seems most probable, for the reason that it accounts for the fact that -all the seats of present volcanic activity are on the floor of the seas -or near their borders, and that the extinct volcanoes which we have had -a chance to study lost their activity at a time when, by the changes in -the shape of the land, the sea was moved away from the region where they -were found. We easily perceive that it is only where, as in the sea, -beds are being laid down, one on top of another, that the heat is rising -in the rocks, and the water in their crevices becoming hotter; beneath -the land the rocks are always becoming less heated, so that the water -which they contain is constantly cooling down. - -I have spoken of the water contained in the very heated rocks as if it -remained in the state of fluid. It is likely that, when in its very hot -state, it may be changed into its gases, oxygen and hydrogen, of which -it is composed, and that these gases would again become the vapor of -water as they rose toward the surface and were somewhat cooled. This and -other matters of chemical detail which go on in the wonderful laboratory -of the under-earth do not hinder our believing that volcanoes are due to -the escape of the water which is constantly being buried in the rocks as -they are built. So large is the amount of this water which lies thus -buried that probably it amounts to somewhere near as much as is held in -all the seas. Were it not for the return of the buried fluid through the -volcanoes, the oceans would doubtless be much smaller than they are. -They might, indeed, have long since disappeared in the crevices of the -earth. - - - - -A LOYAL TRAITOR. - -A STORY OF THE WAR OF 1812 BETWEEN AMERICA AND ENGLAND. - -BY JAMES BARNES. - - -CHAPTER XI. - -THE SWORD-FISH AND THE WHALE. - -Now again we had changed our course, and were going before the wind -directly to the westward. The breeze was light, and better for a small -vessel than for a heavy, deep-laden man-of-war, and we might have run -away in safety if we chose. That something was up, however, that meant -adventure no one could help seeing. - -Orders were given, without any bawling or shouting, to get down the -top-gallant masts on deck. The crew worked like ants. (I loved them for -the way they went about it.) The yards were lowered to the deck as -quickly as if they were clothes-poles in a drying-yard. I had never seen -anything done so neatly and with such despatch. Our headway decreased, -of course, as we lost the use of our upper sails. - -Mr. Spencer, who was aloft, reported to the deck: "We're hidden now, -Captain Temple," he said. "She might pass within a quarter of a mile of -us and never see us." - -Purposely I had stepped close to him as he spoke to the Captain, and the -latter's reply was as astonishing to me as it apparently startled the -officer. Temple was eagerness in every line of his face. He struck his -right fist into the palm of his left. - -"The closer the better," he exclaimed. Then he turned. "What are the -soundings?" he inquired of the bow-legged man who had hastened up. (I -have forgotten to state that we had been heaving the lead for the last -half-hour.) - -"Six fathoms, sir, and shoaling; here it is, sir." - -"Prepare to lower away the long-boat, Mr. Bullard," the skipper ordered, -after a glance at the lead. "Mount the forward swivel in her, pick a -crew, take a boat's compass, and make off due west. Mr. Spencer, you -will take command of her. A word with you." - -Every one looked at the Captain in astonishment, but no one asked a -question or put in a word. As I was one of the crew of the long boat, I -helped to get her ready and swing her overboard. The swivel was lashed -on the forward gratings, and half a dozen muskets were handed down to -her, and we shoved off. Mr. Spencer was pale and nervous. As we left the -brig's side we saw that her helm had been put hard down, and that she -once more was headed north. There was just enough wind to move her -slowly through the water. In three minutes she was lost to sight. - -We had been resting on our oars, and now Mr. Spencer spoke for the first -time. - -"Make no noise," he said. "Pull slowly, straight ahead." - -We gave way, trying our best to silence the thumping in the row-locks. -So light was the breeze that we could have kept apace of a vessel's -sailing. For ten minutes we rowed on, and then we stopped again, and -Spencer spoke.' - -"Load that swivel and get ready with those muskets," he ordered. - -I heard him mutter something in which I caught the words "tomfoolery" -and "nonsense," and I looked back over my shoulder. A half-dozen -perplexed-looking marines were grouped in the bow, and three sailors -were ramming home a charge in the swivel. - -"Lads," said Mr. Spencer, "it's Captain Temple's orders to fire into -that frigate and get away, if we can. It all depends upon yourselves and -the way this boat is handled whether we are blown out of the water, or -cut to pieces, or escape with whole skins. I want no talking in the -boat." - -The man beside me on the thwart pulled his shirt over his head, and -several others did likewise. They sat there bare from the waist up, and -their torsos looked like those of the men in some of the old engravings -in the handsome books I had read at Marshwood. - -We were pulling slowly ahead now, and for fully a quarter of an hour we -rowed without a break. Then Mr. Spencer called for oars, and we drifted -a long time. - -"Listen!" said one of the men in the bow, suddenly. He was bending over, -with his hand making a hollow back of his ear. Half of the crew did -likewise. For a minute I could hear nothing. Then I detected a groaning -sound and a ripple of the water. It was the noise of a vessel's sailing. - -"I can see her, sir," the bowman said in a hoarse whisper. "She's not -five cable-lengths away." - -The Lieutenant rose to his feet, and I could see that his hand was -trembling as he fumbled in the breast of his jacket. He pulled a -boatswain's whistle out and put it to his lips. But before he blew he -spoke calmly. - -"Bring that gun to bear on her," he said. - -"Blow her out of water," spoke up the man beside me, with a chuckle. - -What utter foolishness it seemed to me even then (and of a truth it -probably was that anyhow) to attack a frigate in a long-boat armed with -six muskets and a broadside that you could carry in the crown of your -hat! But no one seemed to flinch. - -"Give way softly," whispered Mr. Spencer, taking the tiller himself from -the cockswain. Then, without warning, the silver pipe shrilled out, and -he bawled at the top of his voice, as if he were commanding a ship's -crew, instead of a handful of mystified seamen in a cockle-shell: "All -hands on deck there, and lively! There's a vessel here astern of us! -Port your helm!" He answered this order himself with an, "Ay, ay, sir," -and leaning forward shouted, "Fire!" - -Close to the water a great shape could be seen. The little gun -slap-banged, and almost jumped overboard with the recoil. The six -muskets rang; and, animated more by the gesture of Mr. Spencer's hand -than the word, we laid back on the oars. We took perhaps some forty -strokes or more, when the Lieutenant called for us to cease, with a -sound of a hiss betwixt his teeth. The huge shape was now astern of us -on the port hand close too. We had rowed across her bow! Now so tense -was every nerve, and at such a tension was my mind, that I remembered -everything I heard and saw so that I can repeat it to a dot. - -The shot and volley had been followed by a confused cry and a great -to-do from the direction of the frigate. Now we could hear a confused -jumble of accents, and above it the cries of a man's voice in agony, -"Oh, oh, I'm killed!" it said distinctly. Then a voice commanded -silence, and we could make out every word that passed. - -"Can you see anything ahead there, you men forward?" asked a voice so -close that it appeared to be directed towards us. - -"No, sir; not a thing, sir!" was the answer. If anything, it sounded -closer than the first. - -Then cool and distinct we caught the following orders, as we sat there -holding our breaths, and our hearts beating so loudly that we nearly -rocked the boat. - -"Ready about! Ready! Ready! Put your helm down, quartermaster." - -"Helm's alee, sir." - -"Haul taut! Mainsail, haul!" (An anxious waiting pause.) "Head braces! -Haul well taut! Let go, and haul!" - -So firmly were these words impressed upon me that I never had to learn -afterwards the orders for tacking ship. - -Now followed a rumbling sound and some shouts and orders, and then a -crash and an explosion that ripped the fog and cut great gashes of red -flame through the gray opaque wall. - -"Gee!" said the man next to me, with a shiver, "if that had caught us, -eh!" - -"Good-by, Mary Ann!" said the man in front, looking back over his -shoulder. - -Mr. Spencer was leaning forward. "They think we're off there," he -whispered, jerking his thumb over his shoulder. "Lads, you did well." - -Now all was silence again, and the frigate gathered headway to the -north. We staid where we were. - -But now, if I shall live to be a hundred, I can never get one sound from -my ears. To the eastward, and beyond the English vessel, sounded the -shrilling of a fife. The first bars of "Yankee Doodle" was the tune it -played. I almost leaped up to my feet, but the music was soon ended, for -a rattling swingeing crash followed a burst of blurred red flame. I -could smell the smoke from the frigate's broadside that reached us now. -But it was not she that spoke the second time. - -"Kill-Devil's got the weather-gauge of her, by Moses!" said the sailor -next to me, putting his arm about my neck and giving me a hug. - -"Silence in the boat there," ordered Mr. Spencer, angrily. - -A roaring crash and confusion of explosions followed. The men in the bow -began to laugh hysterically, and even Mr. Spencer joined them. - -"The _Young Eagle_'s got under her quarter. She'll rip her hide," he -laughed. "Hark! did you hear that? It's the long twelve. Don't cheer, -you fools!" - -It was well he had given this order, for the men were about to burst -into a shout. One of them dropped his oar, and was roundly reprimanded -for it. But now a multitude of sounds came from the direction of the -fighting-vessels. Groans and orders, cries and firing, and above them -all the comments from close about me, that in my ignorance I did not -exactly understand. - -"Old Johnny Bull's missed stays," roared Mr. Spencer, laughing. "It's -the sword-fish and the whale. Stab her again, Captain Temple, stab her -again!" - -A distinct broadside was heard, and then a cheer, followed by a confused -roaring, with high treble shrieks, like a countertenor's note in a -chorus. - -"Bleed, bleed, bleed," muttered the man next to me. - -"That was our cheer," gurgled the cockswain, sawing to and fro in his -narrow little box; but no sooner had he spoken than a crash louder and -brighter colored than any of the rest ripped out. - -"The frigate's broadside!" gasped Mr. Spencer. - -All was silence now. - -"Heaven help us, they've sunk her!" the Lieutenant said, hoarsely. - -No sound for full five minutes. - -Three or four shots now, and then silence again. It appeared to me that -the fog had lessened. A fine drizzle was falling; and we could see the -outlines of a vessel not a quarter of a mile away from us. - -"Pull for your lives!" cried Mr. Spencer. "Pull for your lives!" - -We gave way together, and the heavy boat was soon hitting up a good pace -and burying her nose as she rose and fell on the seas. The Lieutenant -took a glance at the small compass, and headed us toward the northwest. - -"We're close to Long Island," he said. "I can't make out the _Young -Eagle_ at all. That ship's the Britisher." - -We had rowed but a few minutes longer when, as if by a miracle, the mist -cleared away and the sun shone out. Clear and distinct a big vessel lay -off to the eastward. The hated emblem of St. George flew at her peak. - -"I thought as much," remarked Mr. Spencer to the cockswain. "She's -grounded on the sand bank. That's what Temple counted on." - -But hurrah! to the windward of the British vessel was a sight that gave -us joy. There was the _Young Eagle_, eating up into the wind, with her -jib-boom hanging, and one of her yards aslant. Somehow Temple had found -time to get up his top-gallant masts again, for they were both in place. -But now those on board the frigate had espied us; that was plain enough. -She was not so large a vessel as she had first seemed, being of the -smaller class, carrying probably not over thirty-two guns at the most. -She was badly cut up from the effects of her encounter with the brig, -however. Her foretopmast was gone, her mainyard was over the side, and -all her running-gear in great confusion. If Captain Temple had been an -officer of the regular navy he might have deserved cashiering for such a -foolhardy bit of business as attacking a powerful vessel when he might -have escaped. He was the only one on board the privateer, however, who -had reckoned her at less than forty-four guns, and besides this, after -his glance at the lead he knew where he was, and could have pricked his -position to a certainty on the map. I know that now. - -As Mr. Spencer had said, he surely must have counted on the proximity of -the sand bar. If the frigate had been taking careful soundings, she -would never have got on to it. - -The fresh wind that had spoiled the fog was coming from the northward (I -can recall no day in my seafaring life when it blew from so many -different points as it had in the last ten hours). But I am wandering -from the recital of what occurred, and now to pick it up again. - -As I have stated, the frigate had seen us, and proof positive was not -wanting, for a puff of smoke from one of the guns of her forward -division leaped from her side, and the ball came spattering along toward -us. - -"Oh, shoot the shot!" laughed one of the bowmen. We were missed by fully -a cable's length. - -But the wind was against us, and with a good light to observe our -progress I noticed that we were making slow headway. The long-boat was -intended to be rowed by six oars of a side. Now, owing to the extra men -that we carried, there was only room for ten men to do the pulling; and -by some mistake the oars that we were wielding were not all of the same -length, some of the cutter's having been put in by mistake. The weight -of the swivel caused us to be well down by the head, moreover, and the -cockswain had to mind his eye to keep headed straight. All idea, of -course, of our getting back to the brig that day at least was done for, -and to save ourselves we were making for the shore of Long Island, -distant about three miles. But we were not out of range of the guns on -the frigate, and consequently we were yet in danger. - -"Come aft here, you men in the bow!" ordered Mr. Spencer. "She'll row -better. Here, stir a foot!" - -He looked back, and just as he did so there came another puff of smoke. -I saw the ball smash into the top of a wave, strike the water again, and -then, slightly deflected, it came right for us. I saw this first, and -backed water, giving a shout of fear. The men in the bow gave a leap -forward and tumbled in among us, sprawling over our heads and shoulders, -and bruising shins and elbows. - -If the shot had struck four inches lower we would have been sunk then -and there. It caught the gunwale forward, just abreast of the grating on -which the swivel was lashed. The poor fellow pulling the bow oar on that -side gave a shriek and dropped his oar, clasping both hands about his -head. I looked back and saw the blood trickling over his shoulders and -through his fingers. A splinter had almost scalped him. We yawed about -and shipped the top of a sea, and it looked like the end of matters, for -we were out away to within eight inches of the water, and the bow badly -stove and broken. - -"Cast loose that gun and heave it overboard, two of you," roared Mr. -Spencer. "The rest all aft. No! Steady! Debrin, you and Jones keep your -place, and pull, do ye hear, pull." - -I laid back with all my might, and so did the man next to me. The brave -lad in the bow had recovered from the shock of his flesh-wound, and with -another fellow cast off the lashings of the swivel and dumped it over -the side. I can never forget the sight of that gory man working there -with his broad naked back red from his head to his waist. As soon as it -was finished he tumbled weakly across the thwart. The men in the -stern-sheets were baling with their hands, and one was using Mr. -Spencer's cocked hat with great effect, while Jones and I were giving -way at top strength and keeping with a great effort the seas from -broaching us. As the weight was now in the stern, we could ride, bar -accidents, in half safety. And the oars were taken up again. The bowman -bent over and tied up his wounded comrade's head with his neckerchief, -and for this the other thanked him as he might for some slight courtesy. -But a new terror threatened us. - -Two successive shots that had been fired at us during the confusion went -wide, but now we saw that they were lowering away a great barge over the -Englishman's side, and that the men were sliding down into her. - -"Heigh! Look there! The _Young Eagle_'s coming down to pick us up, -lads," cried Mr. Spencer, turning about in response to a touch on his -elbow from the cockswain. "Pull now, and get down to it!" - -He headed the long-boat more to the westward, and we could see that the -_Young Eagle_ had repaired some of her damage, and had tacked in the -direction we were going. She would have passed almost within range of -the frigate, but all at once the latter vessel gained sternway (her -top-sails had been aback for some few minutes), and she worked off the -bar. Our hopes of rescue fell. Turning on her heel, she made out to meet -our brig. Now we perceived that the frigate's sides were gashed, and two -or three of her ports astern had been knocked into one big opening. But -the barge was after us! Every man rowing in our boat could count her -strokes. There was no use of making light of it! She was gaining at -every jump, lifting high above the top of a sea, and now and again -almost disappearing. - -There were twelve good men behind those long white sweeps, and they -rowed a light boat with speed in her. We were making for the shore now, -and grunting with the weight we put into every backward swing. Mr. -Spencer was talking to us after the fashion of a cockswain to a racing -crew, calling out continually: - -"Lift her, boys! That's the ticket! Pull altogether," and so forth. - -My mouth grew so dry that I could not swallow, and I could feel my head -roll backward and forward. Presently I began to row with my eyes shut, -for it seemed an effort to keep my lids from falling. One of the men in -the stern began to spatter us with water to refresh us, for the sun was -blistering hot by this time. The Lieutenant stopped his cackling. - -The stroke oars were being helped at their work by two men pushing as -the rowers pulled. I caught a dim sight of this, and wished that some -one could lay hold of my sweep with me, for my forearms pained, and I -felt gone in the pit of my stomach. How long we rowed that way I do not -know, but suddenly I was awakened, as it were, by hearing Mr. Spencer -say: - -"Lads, you have held your own. Keep at it!" Then in a lower tone he -added, "Get ready with those muskets." - -This speech had called me to my senses, and it was almost with a shock -of surprise that I found myself keeping up the stroke. My eyes had been -closed so long that the light dazzled me, and at first I could see -nothing, but I felt better than I had before I closed them. And now to -say something that is of interest. A refreshment often comes to a man -whose muscles have apparently expended all their strength, and thus it -was with me. I was working on my heart and nerves alone, on the very -life of me, as it were, and to keep this up too long means ruin; that is -its limitation. When my eyes could focus, what little breath I had -almost checked. - -There was the English barge _not three hundred yards astern_! A -despairing look behind me, and I saw that the shore was yet a half-mile -off. The sea was breaking in little rolls of white on every hand, and we -were in shoal water that had a peculiar yellowish look. I noticed Mr. -Spencer kicking off his boots. - -I closed my eyes again, for the sweat stung them, and I felt a blackness -coming over me. But just then the crack of a musket sounded in front of -me. It was followed by another, and a little action began, for the -English boat was answering. I was wide-awake once more now, but in a -dream apparently. The marines would stand up and fire, and then squat -down and load again. I could hear the English bullets sing past. - -"Ouch!" exclaimed the cockswain, all at once, as if he had dropped -something on his toe. - -A ball had struck him on the fleshy part of the thigh, and he sat there -rubbing it and talking in such a comical way that the man on the thwart -next to me laughed outright in a hoarse, jarring fashion. - -[Illustration: A BREAKING WAVE CATCHING US UNDER THE QUARTER WE ROLLED -OVER FAIRLY.] - -We were in the surf by this time, and the British barge was -half-pistol-shot away, when No. 5 on the starboard hand fell over in a -faint; the cockswain got another ball, this time in the wrist, that -caused him to let go the tiller, and a breaking wave catching us under -the quarter, we rolled over fairly end for end with a clatter. When I -came up, there was a tremendous seething and bubbling in my ears, and -putting out my arm I managed to catch hold of the tiller-hooks of the -overturned boat, and hung on with all my might. - -"Help me!" cried a voice. I looked about, and saw the wounded seaman -weakly swimming alongside. I extended my hand to him, and observed that -eight or ten others were holding fast with straining fingers to the -long-boat. - -The English barge was backing in carefully and with skill. We were not a -cable's length from shore, and making for it hand over hand, swimming -with the ease of a porpoise, was Mr. Spencer. I knew it was he by the -gleam of gold lace on his high collar. But the seaman had grasped me so -tightly that I lost my hold, and there came to me the sense that I was -drowning, and did not care at all. - -[TO BE CONTINUED.] - - - - -A FAIRY FÊTE. - -BY EMMA J. GRAY. - - -"I'm to be a fairy god-mother to-night," were Mabel's words, as, sitting -in the large Indian chair, her eyes glistened with anticipation. - -"What will you wear?" - -"Oh, one of Millie's old costumes. You may remember that three years ago -she took part in the fairies' dream!" - -"Yes, I remember." - -"Well, by a little alteration the same frock and wings will do for me." - -"Are you to have anything to say?" - -"I'm to have everything to say. And I'm to wear a crown with a big star -in the centre," and up went her hand to indicate the place. "And my -wings are showered with diamond dust, and my dress--oh-h, it dazzles my -eyes under gas-light! You ought to see the silver spangles!" - -"What's the entertainment for, Mabel?" - -"Oh, just to amuse people. It is to be given in Mrs. R's---- parlor. Lots -of folks will be there. It will be simply gorgeous! You know it's the -fad now to have a magician or something to entertain one's friends, and -I'm to be sacrificed to-night." - -And then up the merry girl jumped to practise a violin solo. - -Every reader of HARPER'S ROUND TABLE is familiar with the tales of Hans -Andersen and the Brothers Grimm, but it is possible that every one does -not appreciate what delightful entertainment they would make. Therefore -when Ralph and Margaret wonder what their league could give to replenish -the treasury, select an appropriate fairy-tale, and while your committee -are making the business arrangements, the persons who are to take part -should be busy with rehearsals, so that when the night of entertainment -arrives, and the house is packed to overflowing, no one will be covered -with shame and confusion of face. - -Among many wonderful tales worthy of particular mention is "Little Ida's -Flowers," because it is capable of charming representation and -necessitates many characters. It may be given at any time of the year. - -_Characters:_ - - LITTLE IDA, _a short girl_. - STUDENT, _a tall boy_. - FIRST FAIRY. - SECOND FAIRY. - PRIVY COUNCILLOR, _a boy representing a middle-aged man_. - THE READER, _a girl_. - YELLOW LILY, _a girl_. - BLUE CROCUS, _a boy_. - FLOWERS, _girls and boys_. - BUTTERFLIES, _girls and boys_. - -SCENE FIRST.--A library, showing a table, lamp, easy-chairs, sofa, one -very high chair representing a throne. Ida, costumed as a little girl, -walks toward the Student, who is seated on the sofa, and holds towards -him a bunch of flowers. - -[Illustration] - -_Ida_. "My poor flowers are quite dead. They were so pretty yesterday, -and now all the leaves are withered. Why do the flowers look so faded -to-day?" - -_Student_. "Do you know what's the matter? The flowers have been at a -ball last night, and that's why they hang their heads." - -_Ida_. "But flowers cannot dance!" - -_Student_. "Oh yes! When it grows dark and we are asleep they jump about -merrily. Almost every night they have a ball." - -_Ida_. "Can children go to this ball?" - -_Student_. "Yes, quite little daisies and lilies-of-the-valley." - -_Ida_. "Where do the beautiful flowers dance?" - -_Student_. "Have you not often been outside of the town gate, by the -great castle where the King lives in summer, and where the beautiful -garden is with all the flowers? You have seen the swans which swim up to -you when you want to give them bread crumbs. There are capital balls -there, believe me!" - -_Ida_. "I was out there in the garden yesterday with my mother, but all -the leaves were off the trees, and there was not one flower left. Where -are they?" - -_Student_. "They are within the castle. As soon as the King and all the -court go to town, the flowers run out of the garden into the castle and -are merry. You should see that. The two most beautiful roses seat -themselves on the throne, and then they are King and Queen; all the red -coxcombs arrange themselves on either side, and stand and bow; they are -the chamberlains. Then all the pretty flowers come, and there is a great -ball. The blue violets represent little naval cadets; they dance with -hyacinths and crocuses, which they call young ladies; the tulips and the -great tiger-lilies are old ladies who keep watch that the dancing is -well done and everything goes on with propriety." - -No sooner is this last word uttered than a sound of music is heard. -Enter two Fairies, who stand one on either side of little Ida, and -waving their wands over her, sing: - - "Oh, listen, listen! your eyes shall glisten - With pleasure and love and jubilee." - -_First Fairy_. "She looks surprised." - -_Second Fairy_. "She has dropped her flowers." - -_First Fairy_. "She would better sit down." - -_Second Fairy_. "Follow me." - -Whereupon Ida follows the Second Fairy's lead, who waves her to a seat -by the Student's side, and immediately the fairies walk to the opposite -end of the room. As they walk gay music is heard louder and yet louder, -and in run the Flowers, as the Student has described, the two most -beautiful roses seating themselves on the tall chair which represents -the throne. - -This scene will allow for a large number of girls and boys, and each -should be costumed so that no one can make mistake as to what flower -they are exhibiting. When all are in the room dancing begins, and -continues for half an hour; as the Flowers retire they make obeisance to -the King and Queen. And all having now gone but the Fairies, the King -asks the First Fairy to dance with him, and the Queen the Second Fairy -to dance with her, and after a short dance they also retire, and Ida and -the Student are again alone. - -_Ida_. "But is nobody there who hurts the flowers for dancing in the -King's castle?" - -_Student_. "There is nobody who really knows about it." - -_Ida_. "Can the flowers out of the botanical garden get there? Can they -go a long distance?" - -_Student_. "Yes, certainly. If they like they can fly. Have you not seen -the beautiful butterflies--red, yellow, and white? They almost look like -flowers, and that is what they have been." - -[Illustration] - -Once again gay music is heard, and in come the fairies dancing, followed -by a train of dancing butterflies, costumed in red, yellow, and white. -After dancing for ten minutes the butterflies retire, and the fairies -wave their wands to Ida and the Student, and sing, - - "We be fairies of the wood, - And spend our time, on doing good." - -Then they immediately touch their wands to the floor, and the First -Fairy draws a ring at the feet of Ida, and the Second Fairy at the feet -of the Student, and then they retire. - -_Ida_. "How can one flower talk to another? For you know flowers cannot -speak." - -_Student_. "That they cannot, certainly; but then they can make signs. -Have you not noticed that when the wind blows a little the flowers nod -at one another, and move all their green leaves? They can understand -that just as well as we when we speak together." - -_Ida_. "That is funny." And she laughs. - -Enter the Privy Councillor, who has come to pay a visit, and sits down -on the sofa by the Student's side. - -_Privy Councillor_. "How can any one put such notions into a child's -head? They are stupid fancies!" - -_Ida_. "What the Student told about the flowers seemed very droll." And -picking up her nosegay, which had been scattered over the floor, she -looks tenderly on it while saying, "The flowers are tired because they -have danced all night." And then walking to a table on which stands a -doll's bed, she lays them in and puts the coverlet over them. The whole -evening through she can not help but think of what the Student has told -her. - -SCENE SECOND.--Ida's bedroom. Ida in bed. The night-lamp burning on the -table. - -_Ida_. "I wonder if my flowers are still lying in the doll's bed? How I -should like to know!" She raises herself a little, and looks at the -door, which stands ajar. Within lie the flowers. Ida puts her head down -on her pillow. - -[Illustration] - -Enter two Fairies. They walk directly to her bed, and stand one on -either side of Ida's head, slowly waving their wands over her. Piano -music is softly played, and Ida goes to sleep. - -An unseen person now reads the following dream, which may be acted as -far as is deemed advisable: - -"Ida listened, and then it seemed to her as if she heard some one -playing in the next room. Now all the flowers are certainly dancing in -there! 'Oh, how glad I should be to see it!' But she dared not get up. - -"'If they would only come in,' thought she. But the flowers did not -come, and the music continued to play beautifully. Then she could not -bear it any longer, for it was too pretty. She crept out of her little -bed, and went quietly to the door and looked into the room. Oh, how -splendid it was! - -"There was no night-lamp burning, but still it was quite light; the moon -shone through the window in the middle of the floor. All the hyacinths -and tulips stood in two long rows. On the floor all the flowers were -dancing very gracefully round one another, making perfect turns, and -holding one another by the long green leaves as they swung round. But at -the piano sat a great yellow lily, which little Ida had certainly seen -in summer, for she remembered its manners in playing, sometimes holding -its long yellow face to one side, sometimes to the other, and nodding in -tune to the music. (Enter a tall girl, representing a yellow lily.) - -"No one noticed little Ida. Then she saw a great blue crocus hop into -the middle of the table where the doll's bed stood. (Enter a boy, -costumed to represent a blue crocus.) - -"There lay the sick flowers, but they got up directly and nodded to the -others to say that they wanted to dance too. - -"Then it seemed as if something fell down from the table. Ida looked -that way. It was the birch rod which was jumping down! And a wax doll, -with just such a broad hat as the Councillor wore, sat upon it. The -birch rod hopped about among the flowers, for it was dancing the -mazourka; and the other flowers could not manage that dance because they -were too light and unable to stamp like that. - -"The wax doll on the birch rod all at once became quite great and long, -and said: 'How can one put such things in a child's head? Those are -stupid fancies.' And then the wax doll was exactly like the Councillor -in the broad hat, and looked just as yellow and cross as he. But the -flowers hit him, and then he shrank up again and became quite a little -wax doll. That was very amusing to see, and Ida could not restrain her -laughter. The birch rod went on dancing, and the Councillor was obliged -to dance too; it was no use, he might make himself great and long, or -remain the little yellow wax doll with the big black hat. Then the other -flowers put in a good word for him, and the birch rod gave over. - -"Then the door opened and a great number of splendid flowers came -dancing in. (Enter roses of all sorts and Butterflies, dancing.) - -"Ida could not imagine whence they had come; these must certainly be all -the flowers from the King's castle. First of all came two glorious -roses, and they had little gold crowns on; they were a King and a Queen. -Then came the prettiest coronations, and they bowed in all directions. -Great poppies and peonies blew upon pea-pods till they were quite red in -the face. The blue hyacinths and the little white snowdrops rang just as -if they had bells. All danced together, and all the flowers kissed one -another. It was beautiful to look at. - -"At last the flowers wished one another good-night." - -No sooner is good-night uttered than the Fairies motion to the flowers -to keep perfectly still, and point their wands at Ida. - -_First Fairy_. "She sleeps, her breathings are not heard." - -_Second Fairy_. "Her fragrant tresses are not stirred." - -_First Fairy_. "Hasten hither, King and Queen." - -_Second Fairy_. "Roses, sweet that we employ." - -And immediately the quartette step to the front of the stage and sing a -good-night song. - -At the close of which all dance--even Ida, who wakens by the jollity. - -Exeunt. - - * * * * * - -A GOOD TIMEPIECE. - -Here is a fish story, for the truth of which we cannot vouch, but which -all fishermen young or old will enjoy. It comes from an English journal, -the Northampton _Daily Reporter_. - -Last spring, while a party of tourists were fishing "up North," a -well-known lawyer lost his gold watch from the boat in which he was -sitting. Last week he made another visit to the lakes, and during the -first day's sport caught an eight-pound trout. His astonishment can be -imagined, when he found his watch lodged in the throat of the trout. The -watch was running, and the time correct. It being a "stem-winder," the -supposition is that in masticating his food the fish wound up the watch -daily. - - - - -THE NEW YEAR. - - - The clock struck twelve in the tall church tower, - And the old year slipped away, - To be lost in the crowd of phantom years - In the House of Dreams that stay - All wrapped in their cloaks of gray. - - Then swift and sweet o'er the door's worn sill - Came the youngest child of Time, - With a gay little bow and a merry laugh, - And a voice like bells achime, - Challenging frost and rime. - - He found there was plenty for him to do, - The strong and the weak were here, - And both held out their hands to him - And gave him greetings dear, - The beautiful young new year. - - "You must bring us better days," they said, - "The old year was a cheat." - Which I think was mean when the year was dead; - Such fate do dead years meet, - To be spurned by scornful feet! - - "I bring you the best a year can bring," - The new-comer stoutly spake, - "The chance of work, the gift of trust, - And the bread of love to break, - If but my gifts you'll take!" - - The noblest thing a year can lay - In the lap of you or me, - The brave new year has brought this day, - It is Opportunity, - Which the wise are quick to see. - - MARGARET E. SANGSTER. - - - - -SAVING A TORPEDO-BOAT. - -ONE OF THE OLD SAILOR'S YARNS. - -BY W. J. HENDERSON. - - -It was a day of southwesterly weather, one of those days on which shower -follows shower across the murky and writhing sky, and the air feels like -water atomized. The boys had grown tired of sitting in the house, and -having donned oil-skins and rubber boots, they had gone down to the pier -in hope of seeing some interesting sight at sea. They found the Old -Sailor in his favorite position, and sat down beside him. He too was -clad in oil-skins, and was shaking his head in solemn discontent because -he could not get a good view of the ocean. The sea-water was quite cold -and the rain was much warmer; consequently the surface of the great deep -was covered with a wavering veil of light gray mist, through which the -eye could not penetrate more than two hundred and fifty yards. - -A few minutes after the boys sat down another thunder-storm broke, and -rain fell in torrents. The lightning flashed fiercely and the thunder -bellowed mightily. Suddenly, in the very height of the tumult, out of -the curtain of the gray mist came a wild, unearthly shriek, rising in -pitch and intensity each second. The boys started to their feet, pale to -the lips, and gazing at the Old Sailor with appealing eyes. The next -instant a long, low, lean, olive-colored hull shot out of the mist. From -two funnels, one forward and one aft, great streamers of oily black -smoke went swirling away over the stern, while under the bows a snowy -jet of gleaming spray spurted high along the craft's sides. From her -crouching stern the water sprang outward and upward in a boiling wave, -lashed into silver and emerald by the whizzing screws. She shot past the -end of the pier, not a hundred yards away, with her whistle shrieking -wildly as she went. The boys had barely time to catch the outline of her -and to see the crouching figure of the seaman who tried to peer into the -mist ahead of her, before she had hissed out of sight, and left only the -troubled wake to tell the story of her passage. - -"What was that?" gasped Henry, when he could catch his breath. - -"That, my son," said the Old Sailor, solemnly, "were the United States -torpedo-boat _Cushing_, bound fur Sandy Hook, an' no time to spare." - -"But I should think she'd be in danger of running into some vessel." - -"Oh, they can stop her an' back her in twice her own length," said the -Old Sailor. - -"But why does she go so fast?" asked George. "Do they wish to get out of -the rain?" - -"No, I reckon they ain't afraid o' rain," said the Old Sailor, with a -grave sidewise movement of his head. "But mebbe she are in the same fix -as the torpedo-boat _Hop-lo_ were at the battle o' Yalu, w'ich the same -I were her bosun's mate, an' also, moreover, kep' her from sinkin'." - -"Oh, tell us about that!" exclaimed George. - -"W'ich are the werry identical thing wot I'm agoin' fur to come fur to -do. It so happened as how I were in Hong-kong w'en that misfortinate -disagreeability atwixt China and Japan come to a head. Pussonally I -'ain't never had no werry high respeck fur a Chinaman, but w'en I -l'arned as how my friend Li Hung-Chang were a-offerin' double wages an' -double prize-money fur American sailors to ship in the Chinese navy, -w'y, sez I to myself, sez I, 'Ef I don't get killed, a Chinaman's money -are as good as a Jap's, an' there's twicet as much on 't; an' ef I do -get killed, w'y, I reckon as how I won't be no deader under one flag -than under t'other.' An' with that I ups an' I ships. An' they orders me -to a bloomin' torpedo-boat. - -"I won't say as the _Hop-lo_ weren't a werry good boat, though she'd -orter been called the Hop-hi, seein' as she were a thirty-knot boat, one -o' the best ever built by old Thorneycroft in England. She looked a good -deal like this 'ere _Cushing_ wot jes scooted past, 'ceptin' as how she -were higher in the bows an' used to get more down by the stern w'en she -were goin' fast, w'ich the same it were owin' to that I saved her. As I -said afore, it were at the battle o' Yalu wot it happened. I ain't -agoin' far to make no circumstigious attempt fur to tell the story o' -that battle; 'cos w'y, w'en you're into a battle you don't know nothin' -'bout it. All I knowed was that the torpedo-boats in gineral was -a-cruisin' around outside o' the battle-ships, like so many porpoises in -the wake o' whales. The Admiral, w'ich the same I could see him without -glasses, were a-prancin' around on one leg an' sendin' up signals every -minute. Waal, the fight was on putty soon, an' ye couldn't see a thing -'ceptin' smoke. The noise o' them big guns was enough to skeer ye blue, -but that are not wot I started out fur to tell ye. We got orders fur to -launch a torpedo at one o' the Japanese battle-ships, an' we went an' -done it. Wot that there torpedo hit I never rightly knowed--but it -didn't hit that battle-ship. But she hit us with one o' her five-inch -guns right under the starboard bow an' blowed a bloomin' big hole below -our water-line. - -[Illustration: "WEI! WEI! WE GO DLOWNEE NOW ALLEE SAMEE STONEE!"] - -"'Wei! Wei!' yells the Cap'n, a pug-faced Chinaman with one eye. 'We go -dlownee now allee samee stonee! Wei! Wei!' - -"An' with that the hull crew took to catterwaulin' an' squealin' like a -lot o' pigs at feedin'-time. - -"'Avast there, ye leather-faced slobs!' sez I to them, sez I. 'Run the -bloomin' boat on the beach!' - -"'Melican man biggee foolee!' screamed the Cap'n. 'Beachee allee samee -twently mile.' - -"'Waal, go ahead, anyhow!' sez I to he, sez I, 'an' don't be layin' -still here. They'll shoot your bloomin' boat full o' holes an' make a -marine sponge out o' her,' sez I, jes like that, him bein' Cap'n with -epaulets on, an' me a bosun's mate with nothin' finer 'n a quid o' -'baccy. Werry good. I rings the bell myself an' the engineer starts her -ahead full speed. It weren't two minutes afore we was out o' the wust o' -the fight, but them there Chinks was still scared blue. Nex' minute they -was scared bluer than ever, fur up comes a feller yellin' like a Bowery -boy at a four-story fire: - -"'We sinkee! Sinkee!' - -"'Wei! Wei!' screamed the Cap'n; 'we sinkee; allee samee sharkee eat us! -Wei! Wei!' - -"'Shut up, ye doughnut-headed son of a sea-cook!' sez I to he, sez I. -'What makes ye think we'll sink?' - -"'Watee comee in chop-chop; allee samee whole ocean come! Welly bad! -U-u-u-gh!' - -"'Wei! Wei!' begin the Cap'n agin, jumpin' up an' down like he thought -he was a jig-dancer in a variety show. - -"'Stow yer jaw-tackle there, ye moon-eyed monkey!' sez I, to he, sez I, -me havin' lost my respeck for him, though he were a Cap'n an' wore a -sword, w'ich the same it didn't cut no ice. 'Man the pumps, ye batherin' -screechers!' - -"Waal, o' course that weren't edzackly the right kind o' order to give; -'cos w'y, she were a modern torpedo-boat an' her pumps was run by steam; -but anyhow it started 'em goin'. Chunk-chunk! chunk-chunk! chunk-chunk! -they pounded along fur a little while, and then one on 'em stopped all -on a suddent, with a big crack. - -"'Wei! Wei!' squeals the Cap'n. - -"'Shut up, ye molasses-colored parrot!' sez I to he, sez I, 'or I'll -stick ye into one o' yer own torpedo-tubes an' pull the string.' - -"'Melican man welly wicked,' he muttered, as he walked forward. - -"'Wot are the matter below there?' sez I. - -"'Pumpee brokee!' hollered the engineer. - -"'Both on 'em?' - -"'No, only onee. He heap much brokee. No go any moree.' - -"'Keep the other one at it,' sez I. - -"Then I goes down below myself fur to see where the bloomin' trouble -were. Waal, it were not no cheerin' sight wot I seed down there. The -water sartainly were a-pourin' into the blessed old pot at a werry -discouragin' gait, and the one pump were not able for to gain any ground -on it. So sez I to myself, sez I, 'I got to git this 'ere water out o' -her somehow, or else I'm agoin' to git more water 'n I want myself.' So -sez I, 'How are I going fur to persuade this 'ere water fur to run out -o' this 'ere weasel?' An' the werry minute I sez it, I seed how 'twere -to be done. I jumps on deck an' I sings out fur the crew o' the -three-pounder rapid-fire gun. - -"'Stan' by here, ye clay-colored scaramouches, an' git the gun below!' - -"'Wei! Wei!' begins the Cap'n, and with that I ups an' grabs him by the -pigtail. I hauled him forrad an' I made him fast by that pigtail to the -ring o' the starboard anchor. - -"'Now,' sez I, 'ye howlin' son o' darkness, if I hear another sound out -o' ye, I'll heave to an' let go the anchor.' - -"'Melican man welly wicked,' he moaned. - -"I got the gun down into the hold of her, an' I run it away aft. Then I -loaded it an' p'inted it at the lowest part of her starn. The haythen -set up a werry commojious amount o' weepin' an' whoopin' w'en they seed -wot I were a-doin'; 'cos w'y, they thort it would make two holes an' -sink the boat jes that much faster. But I pulled the trigger an' blowed -a bloomin' big hole into her starn right alongside o' the rudder-post -an' underwater. The water did come in right off, an' the Chinks broke -fur the deck an' commenced to cast off the boat falls. I stood at the -door o' the fire-room, an' sez I to the engineers an' firemen, sez I: - -"'Turn her up to her hottest gait, an' mind that I'll shoot the first -man that leaves his post.' - -"W'ich the same I would 'a' done it; 'cos w'y, they might as well 'a' -ben shot as drownded. - -"'Now, ye gallopin' haythen,' sez I to they, sez I, 'shovel coal fur yer -lives. Hop, now, hop! Fill the furnaces full; put a ton o' lead on the -safety-valve; turn on the forced draught, an' turn up the screws till -they make the water hot astarn on us.' - -"Waal, my sons, ye never in all yer born days seed any such hustlin'. It -warn't fifteen minutes afore they had the furnaces red-hot, an' the -screws was agoin' round at the rate o' a hundred an' thirty-seven turns -a minute. It took the wessel a little while to git agoin', but in ten -minutes she were a-vibratin' like a fiddle-string, so that she jes -actooally hummed like one. An' go! Waal, ye 'ain't never seed nothin' -like it in water. W'y, the waves goin' past her looked like the tracks -o' one o' Farmer Hulick's harrows. Then my scheme beginned fur to work. -I told ye that the _Hop-lo_ always went down by the starn when she got -to goin' fast, didn't I?" - -"Yes," answered both boys. - -"Waal, that were what I were countin' on partly--that an' her speed. The -water inside o' her commenced fur to run out o' the hole wot I'd blowed -in her starn. More come in the hole forrad an' flowed aft, so w'en she -got to goin' at a twenty-five-knot gait, wot come in forrad couldn't -stop; but jes ran right through her an' out the hole in the starn. The -faster she went the faster the water went through her, but it couldn't -stop inside, an' so it didn't get no deeper. Say, ye ort to seed the -faces o' them Chinamen w'en they seed how my scheme were a-workin'! W'y, -them fellers mos' killed theirselves a-heavin' coal on an' keepin' her -goin' faster an' faster. The Cap'll he come down below, looked at the -water a-runnin' through her, an' sez he to me, sez he, - -"'Melican man biggee head.' - -"'Werry good,' sez I to he, sez I; 'but wot I want o' you is silence, -an' that o' the werry quietest sort.' - -"'Allee lightee,' sez he. - -"'Now,' sez I, 'you stay down here an' keep these bloomin' engineers an' -firemen at work, an' I'll go an' do the navigatin'.' - -"So I left him there, an' I went up an' headed the boat fur the port o' -Yu-hi, where I knowed there were a ship-yard an' we could git hauled out -an' repaired. An' in an hour the bloomin' harbor were right over our -bow. An' now I were puzzled agin; 'cos w'y, ef I stopped her she'd sink, -an' ef I run her onto the beach the way she were agoin', I'd smash her -all to splinters no bigger'n rope-yarns. While I were a-walkin' around -on the deck an' a-worryin', I tuk a look ahead through the marine-glass, -an' blow me fur a pickled oyster ef I didn't see the werry way out o' my -trouble." - -"What was it?" asked Henry, excitedly. - -"A marine railway wot they hauls out wessels on fur to repair 'em. There -wasn't nothin' on to it, an' there was the rails runnin' with a nice -slant right down into the water. Waal, I headed her right fur it, an' I -opened up the whistle an' let out a yell that would wake the town. -People came out runnin' like they was crazy, an' wavin' their hands fur -me to stop her; but I didn't pay no 'tention. I hadn't time fur to stop. -I put my head down the hatchway an' yelled, - -"'All hands on deck!' - -"Up come the blatherin' chinks a-fallin' all over each other, an' w'en -they seed how we was headin', they squealed dreadful. - -"'Wei! Wei!' sez the Cap'n. - -"An' bein' tired o' that, I jes ketched him by the pigtail an' swung him -overboard an' let him swim ashore. The next minute we struck the marine -railway head on, going square atween the rails, jes as I counted to do. -An' o' course we skated our whole length right up the tracks. - -"'Over all hands?' I yelled. - -"The Chinamen came to life an' seemed to understan', fur over they went, -an' had chocks under her quicker'n ye could say 'ahoy'; an' there she -were, comf'able an' snug as an old woman in bed, with all the water run -out o' her, an' nothin' to do but to plug up the holes an' get to sea -agin. But d'ye s'pose them bloomin' beggars was grateful to me, fur wot -I done fur 'em? Not a bit. They court-martialled me fur firin' on my own -wessel." - - - - -[Illustration: INTERSCHOLASTIC SPORT] - - -The All-Boston Interscholastic Football Team for 1896 is as follows: - - J. W. HALLOWELL, _Hopkinson's_ end. - F. GILLISPEE, _Brookline High_ tackle. - F. W. LOWE, _Boston Latin_ guard. - F. R. HUTCHINS, _Brookline High_ centre. - O. TALBOT, _Brookline High_ guard. - W. D. EATON, _English High_ tackle. - E. W. MANAHAN, _English High_ end. - G. A. SAWIN, _Cambridge Manual_ quarter-back. - W. B. BOYCE, _Brookline High_ half-back. - CATO THOMPSON, _Cambridge Manual_ half-back. - A. STILLMAN, _Hopkinson's_ full-back. - -[Illustration: E. W. MANAHAN, End.] - -[Illustration: F. W. LOWE, Guard.] - -[Illustration: W. B. BOYCE, Half-back.] - -[Illustration: F. GILLESPIE, Tackle.] - -[Illustration: OLIN TALBOT, Guard.] - -[Illustration: G. A. SAWIN, Quarter-back and Captain.] - -[Illustration: W. D. EATON, Tackle.] - -[Illustration: J. W. HALLOWELL, End.] - -[Illustration: A. STILLMAN, Full-back.] - -[Illustration: C. M. THOMPSON, Half-back.] - -[Illustration: F. R. HUTCHINS, Centre.] - -The substitutes are W. Murphy, English High, end; C. W. Jaynes, -Hopkinson's, tackle; C. Shea, Hopkinson's, guard; R. Hazen, Cambridge -Manual, centre; E. F. Sherlock, English High, quarter-back; G. L. -Huntress, Hopkinson's, half-back; T. F. Teevens, Boston Latin, -full-back. - -In picking a representative All-Boston Team the first consideration -given to the individual has been his ability to play his position as -near perfection as it is proper to expect. The player who has displayed -the most talent in this direction has earned the title to become a -member of this team. To reach a standard above the average an All-Boston -player must necessarily have the essential qualities that define a -football expert--namely, courage, pluck, reliance, and a true conception -of collective strength. - -For quarter-back, that most important position so difficult to fill -satisfactorily, there is only one choice, and that is George A. Sawin, -of Cambridge Manual. He has exemplified the execution of accurate -passing and the propagation of complicated trick plays, born of natural -aptitude and experience. Cambridge Manual was reputed to have the most -intricate formation plays of any team in the league, and their ultimate -successful completion depended entirely on Sawin's steadiness. That he -never slipped up was proved by the prosperity that attended the team. -Sawin's station on the defence is directly behind the centre, where he -can close up holes at either side of the pivot of the line. As a tackler -his real value is felt, for he backs up the line and makes it -impregnable. Sawin has done all the punting for his team, and whenever a -kick was wanted he exchanged places with a half-back to receive the -ball. His long punts were constantly commented on, and no one in the -league excelled him. - -The command of the team should also be assumed by Sawin, not alone -because of his point of vantage in the field, but for his excellence as -a strategist, and as a leader who inspires confidence in his players, -and exacts their respect. - -The centre of the line can well be taken care of by Hutchins of -Brookline, who, for a centre, has been unusually active throughout the -season. He has outclassed every centre that faced him, though outweighed -in many cases. His football personality lies in his strength to make a -pathway for a rusher and his conspicuousness in tackling back of the -line. - -No one guard has given evidence of having star abilities, and there are -several ranking on about the same plane. Talbot of Brookline High, who -was substitute on last year's All-Boston team, is inferior to nobody -now, and easily takes a permanent place. He has had excellent coaching -from an old Harvard guard all the season, and it is no wonder that he -exhibits all the capabilities of a finished guardsman. For the other -guard the competition is much closer, but should go to Captain Fred -Lowe, of Boston Latin, who has had three years' experience, and in that -time has always stood at the front. - -There is no disputing the fact that the tackle positions belong to Eaton -of English High and Gillispee of Brookline High. Eaton was a member of -the All-Boston team a year ago as guard, but exigencies arising, he was -moved to tackle, and his all-round proclivities cropped out there, where -he has played the same aggressive, straight-forward game that -characterized him in '95. As a rushing linesman he can claim superiority -over any man who stood on the scholastic gridiron this fall. - -Gillispee of Brookline High has proved his worth as a tackle as the -season advanced. He has earned his position by hard, untiring effort, -and in every game he has been prominent in smashing interference and -making his position invulnerable. - -With Hallowell, of Hopkinson's, and Manahan on the ends, the team would -have an almost perfect line. Hallowell occupied a similar position last -year, and has sustained his reputation this season. He was the most -difficult end in the league to circle, for he can wade through the most -compact interference and nail the runner. - -Manahan has played tackle all the year, but this was because he found a -better end player than a tackle. His position is end, where he -demonstrated last season his talents, and where he should have been this -fall. As it was, he played an excellent game at tackle, although -generally handicapped by the weight of his opponent. The players in this -team to whom the burden of rushing the ball would fall are Cato -Thompson, Cambridge Manual, Walter B. Boyce, Brookline, and A. Stillman, -Hopkinson's. - -Thompson and Boyce, the half-backs, are good at line-breaking or end -plays. The former is especially clever at sprinting around the -extremities of the line, and has exceptional speed. Boyce is the best -individual back in the association, and his bucking the line has been -Brookline's chief mode of gaining ground. Both players are fine -defensive workers, and would aid Sawin on the line. Stillman gets placed -not so much for his rushing game as his fearless punting. He can always -be relied upon to follow his interference closely, and goes into a hole -like a shot. Teevens of Boston Latin pushes Stillman for the position, -as he is the surer at gaining through the line. - -The following tables complete the records of the New York, Connecticut, -and Cook County football leagues: - -N.Y.I.S.A.A. FOOTBALL CHAMPIONSHIP. - - SECTION I. - - Games Games Games Points Points - won. lost. tied. won. lost. - De La Salle 2 1 1 26 16 - Berkeley 1 1 1 30 14 - Barnard 1 2 0 12 32 - - SECTION II. - - Trinity 2 0 0 50 0 - Dwight 1[1] 2 0 8 42 - Cutler 1 2 0 10 8 - -[1] This game was won by default from Cutler. - -FINAL CHAMPIONSHIP GAME. - - De La Salle 2--Trinity 0 - -SCORES OF GAMES PLAYED. - - De La Salle 4--Barnard 6 - De La Salle 6--Berkeley 6 - De La Salle 6--Berkeley 0 - De La Salle 10--Barnard 4[2] - De La Salle 2--Trinity 0 - Trinity 32--Dwight 0 - Trinity 18--Cutler 0 - Berkeley 24--Barnard 2 - Cutler 10--Dwight 8 - Cutler 0--Dwight 6[3] - -[2] An all-round tie in Section I. necessitated a play-off, but as -Berkeley forfeited, this was the only game played. - -[3] Won by Dwight by default. - -COOK COUNTY FOOTBALL LEAGUE. - - T - o - u - G c - o h S - a - a - l d f - s o e - w t - f n i - r s e - o s - m f - a B - T i y P - o l P o G - u i O o i G a - c n p i n a m - h g p n t m e - - o t s e s - d G n s s - o o e l l - w a n W o w o - n l t o s o s - s s s n t n t - - Englewood 12 3 .. 118 12 9 0 - Hyde Park 14 11 .. 128 54 8 1 - Lake View 11 4 .. 40 16 6 2 - Evanston 11 4 .. 82 50 5 3 - North Division 17 6 .. 126 72 5 4 - English High 3 1 .. 22 24 4 5 - Northwest Division 3 1 .. 22 86 3 6 - Manual-Training 1 1 .. 10 78 2 7 - Oak Park 6 3 .. 48 142 1 8 - West Division 0 2 .. 8 84 1 8 - -CONNECTICUT I.S.F.B.A. - -NORTHERN DIVISION. - - October 31--New Britain H.-S., 42; Hartford H.-S., 6. - November 7--New Britain H.-S., 50; Norwich[4] F. A., 0. - -SOUTHERN DIVISION. - - October 31--Meriden H.-S., 54; Hillhouse H.-S., 12. - October 31--Bridgeport H.-S., 12; Waterbury H.-S., 8. - November 7--Meriden H.-S., 20; Bridgeport H.-S., 12. - -CHAMPIONSHIP GAME. - - November 14--New Britain H.-S., 30; Meriden H.-S., 6. - -[4] On October 31 Connecticut Lit. Inst. forfeited to Norwich F. A. - -[Illustration: TRINITY SCHOOL FOOTBALL TEAM, OF NEW YORK.] - -The Trinity School Football Team this year was the strongest that that -school has ever put into the field; and although it did not win the New -York championship, it made an enviable record for itself during the -season. Thirteen games in all were played as follows: - - Trinity 10--Yonkers High-School 0 - Trinity 28--St. Austin's School 0 - Trinity 4--Montclair High-School 2 - Trinity 44--Packard Business College 4 - Trinity 0--St. Paul's School 30 - Trinity 6--Rutger Prep. School 0 - Trinity 10--Staten Island C. C., 2d team 6 - Trinity 0--Princeton Prep. School 10 - Trinity *32--Dwight School 0 - Trinity *18--Cutler School 0 - Trinity * 0--De La Salle School 2 - Trinity 10--Columbia Freshmen 0 - -The contests marked with a star were games played in the New York -Interscholastic championship series. - -For the first time in several years the Trinity players this season had -a regular coach, to whom much of the credit of their success is due. The -'95 team knew nothing of systematic interference, whereas this year's -eleven was well trained in that branch of the sport, and developed a -special strength on end plays. Only four of the '95 team returned to -school this fall. These were Page, centre; Brown, left guard; Stromeyer, -left half-back, and O'Rourke, full-back. Page and Brown were moved to -tackles, and proved efficient in those positions. - -On looking over the new material at the beginning of the season Captain -O'Rourke found that he had an abundance of men capable of playing end -and back, but there were not many heavy players for the centre of the -line. Consequently in the early games Trinity's opponents made most of -their advances through the centre; but this weakness was finally -remedied, and the eleven developed a strong defence. With the experience -acquired this season next year's eleven should prove particularly -strong. - -With the great development of football among all the schools, it has now -come to be an important matter with the colleges to keep track of the -scholastic players, and to depend upon them for material for the -university elevens. In connection with this it is interesting to look -over a list of the graduating football-players which has been recently -compiled. - -Beginning with the New York League we find that of the seven members of -the Berkeley team who graduate next spring, Bien, Gilson, and Rice will -go to Yale, Walker and Hasbrouck will go to Columbia, Wiley will enter -Princeton, and Pell will not go to college at all. From the Cutler team -Yale will get Kimball, Kip, and Lee, Harvard will get Hoffman and Sands, -and McElroy will go to Columbia. Columbia will get four men from -Drisler's eleven--Agate, Ballin, Furnald, and Wolff. Columbia also gets -Brooks from Hamilton Institute; and from the same school Carey will go -to Princeton, and Foster to Technology, Boston. Of the Dwight -football-players, Bogart, Cameron, McCord, and Vinton go to Yale, Adler -to Pennsylvania, Slawson to Princeton, and Eickemeyer to Columbia. From -the champion team of De La Salle only two go to college--Tilford to -Yale, and Bennett to Manhattan College. - -Not so many men go to college from the Long Island League. Pratt -Institute will send Bowie and Warner to Cornell, and Nevins to Columbia. -Brooklyn Latin will send three men to Harvard--Lawrence, E. Motley, and -J. L. Motley; Auchincloss, Brown, and Hoppin will go to Yale. From the -championship team of St. Paul's, Garden City, Loraine, Symonds, and -White will enter Harvard; and Cluett will go to Yale. - -The Connecticut League will naturally send more football-players to Yale -than to any other college. From Hotchkiss School six men will go down to -New Haven--Hixon, Hoysradt, Montague, Noyes, Reynolds, and Savage. Two -of the substitutes of the team, Coy, also a tennis-player, and -Robertson, will likewise go to Yale. Fincke, football man and tennis -champion, will go to Harvard. From the Hartford High-School Wood goes to -Cornell; and Cutter, Gibb, Hanford, and Lockwood go to Yale. From -Meriden Hubbard will go to Yale, and also possibly Gibson and Lane; -Collins will enter Tufts College. From the champion New Britain team -Yale will get Buckley, Corbin, and Flannery. - -From other schools not in any of the large interscholastic leagues the -larger colleges will also get a number of good men. From Andover, Yale -will get Holladay, Swift, Wheeler, and White, and also one or more -substitutes. Exeter will probably send three players to Harvard. From -Lawrenceville, Cadwalader, Dudley, and Richards go to Yale; Loy and -Mattis to Princeton. From the football team of St. Paul's, Concord, -Henderson and Hollingsworth will enter Harvard; Vredenburg will go to -Princeton; and Yale will get Campbell, Phipps, and Richardson, besides -three or four substitutes of the team. Groton will send six -football-players to Yale--Allen, Gillett, Smith, Strong, Twichell, and -Whaples. Sturtevant will go to Trinity. - -From St. Mark's, Southboro', Harvard will receive Wittemore; Technology -of Boston will get Adams; while Hare and Nash will go to Yale. -Westminster School will probably send six of the players of its team to -Yale--Fabbri, Knapp, McLean, Nisbet, Scott, and Wells. From the Hill -School only two of the first football team graduate--Keifer, who will go -to Yale, and Fincke, who is undecided. Taft's School will send seven of -its football men to New Haven--Bell, Barnett, Lear, Merriman, Townshend, -Welch, and White. - -"FOOTBALL FACTS AND FIGURES."--BY WALTER CAMP.--POST 8VO, PAPER, 75 -CENTS. - - THE GRADUATE. - - - - -ADVERTISEMENTS. - - - - -[Illustration: ROYAL BAKING POWDER] - -If you wish - -the lightest, - -sweetest, finest - -cake, biscuit and bread, - -ROYAL - -BAKING POWDER - -is indispensable - -in their preparation. - -ROYAL BAKING POWDER CO., NEW YORK. - - - - -QUESTIONS FOR YOUNG MEN. - -ON DRESS. - - -There is a certain professor in a certain university of the United -States who once, at the beginning of one of his lectures on fine arts, -got on the subject of the kind of pins worn in the neck-ties of young -college men. He was a good lecturer, and was always interesting, but -this lecture was the most interesting of his course to the three hundred -boys who heard him, and the whole hour was spent on neck-tie pins, their -use and misuse, and what they suggested. The gist of what he said was -that there was no more reason why a boy should wear a horseshoe with a -whip across it all in gold than that houses should have sieves for -roofs. And that as it was extremely foolish to put a big sieve on your -house for a roof, so it was quite as foolish to wear horseshoes on your -neck-ties. The principle of this is that you should have a reason in -what you wear as well as in other things, and that senseless -decorations, like horseshoes on neck-ties or neck-ties on horseshoes, -are silly and unbecoming to a self-respecting person. This particular -example was only one to illustrate a principle, which is that nothing -unusual, queer, out of the ordinary, is in itself a good thing; that, in -fact, most things that are queer and out of the ordinary are likely, in -the question of dress, to be in bad taste. A man's dress ought to be -quiet, but it _must_ be clean and well taken care of in every instance. -The best dressed man is the man who, in whatever company he finds -himself, is inconspicuous; who, you realize in an indefinite way, is -well appointed, though you cannot well tell why. If you appear at a -dinner in overalls, people say you are badly dressed, and they would -repeat that wise observation if you went out in the field in a -swallow-tail-coat. In the same way a man who has a flaring neck-tie or a -purple handkerchief, or very long coat or very short trousers, is at -once conspicuous, and therefore badly dressed. - -This is not a question which involves the expenditure of money. A young -man's clothing may be worn threadbare, but it can always be clean, and -it costs no more to buy a quiet-colored cloth than to buy a big check of -black and green or brown and yellow. If you study the matter a little -you will find that you can tell the general character of any person by -his clothes. Some men are sure to always wear slouchy clothes, -half-soiled linen, a bright green neck-tie; others wear highly colored -waistcoats; others again are always in the height of fashion--that is, a -little in the extreme year after year; and still others make a point of -being badly dressed and out of the prevalent style to show that they are -not swayed by such silly laws as style. It is easy enough to place all -these men in their proper places. And then, finally, you see some young -chap whose clothes are clean, who is neither out of the style of the day -nor in the height of it, whose clothes may be showing distinct signs of -wear, but who seems to fit them pretty well, and to be noticeable in no -particular way so far as they are concerned, and in all probability you -put him down, if you think of the matter at all, as a man of -common-sense, of decency, of self-respect, and good manners. - -Then, again, some men sit in their shirt sleeves at home. There is no -reason for this. It is merely a queer idea that you are more comfortable -in that style of dress. But such men do not realize that their sisters, -wives, mothers, naturally lose some of their respect for them, and that -they unconsciously lose a good deal of respect for themselves. Certainly -these sisters and wives and mothers are the girls and women we think -most of, and why do we treat them with a disrespect that we would never -think of subjecting strangers to in our own or in their homes? That -disrespect to them is a boomerang, a reflector on us ourselves. If you -dress quietly and decently and as well as you can, if you keep yourself -and your clothes clean, you are more likely to keep morally clean, to -think and act in a dignified way, and to treat others with proper -respect. Of course there are great men who are slovenly, but they are -never great because they are slovenly, and it would not dull their -greatness if they kept themselves clean and orderly. It is because they -grow careless, and carelessness is never excusable in any one. Think -about your clothes, then, and avoid anything that will make you -noticeable. That does not mean that one should always be thinking of -what to wear, that one should be a dandy and a fop. It simply means that -he should be a self-respecting man who tries to be decent. - - * * * * * - -Postmen sometimes have very lively experiences in the course of their -daily rounds. It has often happened that on lonely roads they have had -to fight their way against tramps and others who lie in wait to see what -they can get that doesn't belong to them, and may be worth having. The -most novel experience that has come to notice, however, was in the work -of an English postman. It appears that on a recent Sunday a swarm of -bees took possession of the village letter-box at Haunton, six miles -from Tamworth. There is no collection on Sunday, and on Monday night, -when the rural postman essayed to take out the letters, he was compelled -to beat a speedy retreat, and no one could approach within twenty yards -of the box. The postman avers that that was the liveliest mail he has -had to do with in a long while. - - * * * * * - -BLÜCHER'S PIPE-BEARER. - -There is a story told somewhere of an old Indian-fighter, one of the -kind that trailed the war parties of the redskins far back in the last -century. This veteran loved his pipe, and as the story goes, during one -of his exploits the Indians followed his trail by the smell of the -tobacco smoke, and finally a well-aimed bullet knocked the glowing bowl -from his mouth. Thus warned, he made his escape. - -This pipe story does not equal that told of Christian Hennemann, a -countryman from Rostock, who fought with Field-Marshal Blücher at -Waterloo. Those who are familiar with Blücher's life know of his -partiality for a pipe, and even in the heat of battle he never neglected -his smoke. As day broke the morning of the memorable battle of Waterloo, -Blücher called the hussar Christian Hennemann, and placed him in charge -of a box of clay pipes, with the instruction to keep one always ready to -hand to him, that he might enjoy a few whiffs during the engagement. - -As the morning wore on, Blücher sat on his white charger gravely puffing -away. He had reached out his hand for the second time to take the -refilled pipe, when an ungenerous cannon-ball dug up the ground near at -hand, causing his horse to shy. Blücher hastily handed the pipe to -Christian, saying, "Just keep that lighted for a few moments while I -drive those rascally Frenchmen back." - -The chase was a long one, as history relates, and through the hot summer -day the battle waged and men fought and died. When the battle was over, -Blücher and Wellington, who were riding over the scene together, -happened to pass near where Blücher had first started to chase the -enemy. Outlined against the sky a lonely man sat perched on a rock. A -bloody rag was bound around his head, and one arm hung in a sling. He -was calmly smoking a clay pipe. - -With an exclamation of surprise Blücher pulled up. - -"Why, it's my Hennemann! How you look, boy! What are you doing here -alone?" - -"Waiting for you, as ordered," was the grumbled reply. "Been waiting -ever since you left. The French have shot away every pipe in the box. -They ripped the flesh from my head and shattered my arm with their -bullets. It's well there is an end to the battle, or you would have been -too late even for this last pipe." - -Wellington, turning to Blücher, remarked: - -"You have admired the unflinching loyalty and bravery of my Highlanders. -What shall I say of this brave soul?" - -"But your Highlanders had no pipes to regale themselves with," Blücher -replied. - - - - -[Illustration: STAMPS] - - This Department is conducted in the interest of stamp and coin - collectors, and the Editor will be pleased to answer any question - on these subjects so far as possible. Correspondents should address - Editor Stamp Department. - - -The prices of great rarities are not declining, and the common stamps -are worth as much to-day as ever; but the middle-class U. S. stamps have -had a serious decline during the past three months. However, the stock -is not large, it cannot be increased, and the good stamps are constantly -being spoiled by carelessness or destroyed by accident, hence the -eventual return to higher values is inevitable. - -A rumor has gone abroad that the Bureau of Engraving and Printing in -Washington contemplates making an entirely new set of postage-stamps, or -keeping the present dies and changing all the colors. In either case -there will be a great demand for Plate Nos. The present prices of Plate -Nos. are quite low, and collectors should make up their albums as soon -as possible. If a new set of stamps is issued, almost every one will be -able to get all the new Nos. at a slight advance on face values. - -One of the New York dealers has adopted a new method of selling scarce -stamps. For instance, a U. S. Revenue was placed in the window marked -$20, the catalogue price, with a notice that the price would be reduced -$1 each day until sold. Quite a number of collectors kept tally, and -determined to buy the stamp when it had come down to $12 or $13. They -are still waiting, as the stamp was sold at $14. Other dealers intend to -do the same thing with other stamps, and in many instances they expect -the stamp to be sold the second day. - - S. P. KENNA.--There is no accounting for fashion, but the wise - collector is one of those who set the fashion. Those who come in - later must pay highest prices. Australians were the most sought - after three or four years ago, then came West-Indians. U. S. - stamps, of course, are, and probably will be, more sought after in - this country than abroad. - - J. SHACKHEIM.--A fine unused 90c. U. S. 1860 issue, sold at one - auction for $11 a few days ago, and the next day a poor copy of the - same stamp brought $13.50 at another auction. The first was very - cheap, the second very dear. Unused high values U. S. will always - be very scarce, and in some cases rare. - - J. URBAN.--You have a very interesting lot of coins, but none of - them is of such rarity as to be worth sending to a dealer. You will - doubtless be able to get many others in time at nominal prices, and - thus make up a good collection. - - W. HAMMOND, 8 High St., Peabody, Mass., wishes to exchange stamps. - - J. O. HALL.--To get the new stamps as issued I would advise you to - join the American Philatelic Association. Address J. F. Beard, - secretary, Muscatine, Iowa. - - F. X. SCHMIDT.--The first coins struck for an American - English-speaking country were the Sommer Island III., VI., XII. - pence in 1616. These are now called the Bermuda Islands. The next - coins were the New England III., VI., XII. in 1652, and the - Pine-Tree pieces struck in the same year. - - J. KLEINSCHMIDT.--There are two varieties of the 1869 15c. stamp. - 1. The ordinary, in the frame of which, under the letter T of the - word POSTAGE, is a diamond. This variety is worth $1.25 used. 2. - The other has the diamond cut out, and this variety is worth $3 - used. - - A. A. DAVIS.--Brazil stamps, both used and unused, had been very - low in price for all issues from 1850 to 1893. Daring the past two - years they have gone up in price quite remarkably, as the dealers - and collectors find that certain varieties are quite scarce. If you - have the complete sets unused hold on to them, as prices are bound - to advance. - - PHILATUS. - - - - -[Illustration: IVORY SOAP] - - - - -You Should Have - -"Harper's Round Table" for 1896 - -Volume XVII. With 1276 Pages and about 1200 Illustrations. 4to, Cloth, -Ornamental, $3.50. - - It is doubtful if any other book issued at this holiday season - contains so many stories for young readers as this volume.--_San - Francisco Chronicle._ - - The book is one which is sure to delight all the - children.--_Detroit Free Press._ - - A pronounced success as an educational means of great - value.--_Pittsburg Chronicle-Telegraph._ - - One of the best periodicals for children ever - published.--_Philadelphia Ledger._ - -Naval Actions of the War of 1812 - -By JAMES BARNES. With 21 Full-page Illustrations by CARLTON T. CHAPMAN, -printed in color, and 12 Reproductions of Medals. 8vo, Cloth, -Ornamental, Deckel Edges and Gilt Top, $4.50. - - Unquestionably both the most lifelike and the most artistic - renderings of these encounters ever attempted.--_Boston Journal._ - - Brimful of adventure, hardihood, and patriotism.--_Philadelphia - Ledger._ - -The Dwarfs' Tailor - -And Other Fairy Tales. Collected by ZOE DANA UNDERHILL. With 12 -Illustrations. Post 8vo, Cloth, Ornamental, $1.75. - - The twenty-two tales form a cosmopolitan array that cannot fail to - delight young readers.--_Chicago Tribune._ - - Fascinating for old and young.--_Boston Traveller._ - -A Virginia Cavalier - -A Story of the Youth of George Washington. By MOLLY ELLIOT SEAWELL. -Illustrated. Post 8vo, Cloth, Ornamental, $1.50. - - Warmly commended to all young American readers.--_Chicago - Inter-Ocean._ - - An absorbing tale.--_Philadelphia Bulletin._ - -Rick Dale - -A Story of the Northwest Coast. By KIRK MUNROE. Illustrated by W. A. -ROGERS. Post 8vo, Cloth, Ornamental, $1.25. - - Lively and exciting, and has, incidentally, much first-hand - information about the far Northwest.--_Outlook_, N. Y. - - Capital story of adventure.--_Philadelphia Evening Bulletin._ - - * * * * * - -HARPER & BROTHERS, Publishers, New York - - - - -What All Ought to Read. - -A member living in the South asks for a list of books that persons of -all ages ought to read in order to begin further reading--books that -ought to be read, no matter in what direction a later taste might lead. - -Here is a list prepared last year to fit this very question. It was -prepared by some one well qualified for the task: - - _Tales from Shakespeare_, by Charles and Mary Lamb. - Sir Walter Scott's _Ivanhoe_, _Lady of the Lake_, and _Marmion_. - Tennyson's _Idyls of the King_. - Macaulay's _History of England_. - Higginson's _Young Folks' History of the United States_. - Thackeray's _The Virginians_. - Walter Besant's _For Faith and Freedom_. - Dickens's _Tale of Two Cities_. - _Brave Little Holland, and what She taught Us_, by W. E. Griffis. - Lew. Wallace's _Ben-Hur_. - _Bible Characters_, by Charles Reade. - _Recreations in Botany_, by Caroline A. Creevey. - _The History of a Mouthful of Bread_, by Jean Macé. - Laboulaye's _Fairy-Tales_. - _Life and Letters of Louisa M. Alcott_. - _John Halifax, Gentleman_, by Mrs. Craik. - Longfellow's _Evangeline_. - Irving's _Life of Washington_. - Whittier's _Snow-Bound_. - Hawthorne's _House of Seven Gables_ and _Tanglewood Tales_. - Fenimore Cooper's _Leatherstocking Tales_ and _Last of the Mohicans_. - Amelia E. Barr's _Bow of Orange Ribbon_. - Alexander Johnston's _American Politics_. - -How many of these have you read? And why may not a Chapter take up this -list? - - * * * * * - -A Call for Charity. - - The storm of September 29 caused such disaster at Fort White that I - have decided to write to you, through the columns of HARPER'S ROUND - TABLE, and ask you to send ten cents to Mrs. E. G. Persons, Fort - White, Florida. It will be distributed among the storm sufferers of - that place, which was almost totally wrecked. Only three - dwelling-houses were left standing. The turpentine-men were ruined, - as nearly all the turpentine-trees were blown down. I hope that you - will all respond liberally and quickly, for what is a very small - sum to one person will mean a great deal to the storm sufferers. - - ALBERT H. ROBERTS, K.R.T. - ANITA, FLA. - - * * * * * - -Working a Turpentine Orchard. - -Our national Department of Agriculture gathers facts in relation to -forestry as well as to farming, and publishes them for the use of any -one who wishes them. It has just issued some interesting facts about -pine-trees, of the variety from which turpentine is obtained. - -"Work in a turpentine orchard is started in the early part of the -winter, with the cutting of the boxes. Trees of full growth, according -to their circumference, receive from two to four boxes. - -"The boxes are cut from eight to twelve inches above the base of the -tree, seven inches deep and slanting from the outside to the interior. -In the adult trees they are fourteen inches in the greatest diameter, -and four inches in the greatest width, with a capacity of about three -pints. In the mean time the ground is laid bare around the tree for a -breadth of two and a half to three feet, and all combustible material -loose on the ground is raked into heaps to be burned, in order to -protect the trees from the danger of catching fire during the -conflagrations, which are frequently started in the pine forests by -design or carelessness. The employment of fire for the protection of -turpentine orchards against the same element necessarily involves the -total destruction of the smaller tree growth, and if allowed to spread -without control beyond the proper limit often carries ruin to the -adjoining forests. - -"During the early days of spring the turpentine begins to flow, and -chipping is begun, as the work of washing the trees is called, by which -the surface of the trees above the box is laid bare beyond the youngest -layers of the wood to a depth of about an inch from the outside of the -bark. The removal of the bark and of the outermost layers of the -wood--the "chipping" or "hacking"--is done with a peculiar tool, the -"hacker," a strong knife with a curved edge fastened to the end of a -handle bearing on its lower end an iron ball of about four pounds in -weight, to give increased force to the stroke inflicted upon the tree, -and thus to lighten the labor of chipping. As soon as the scarified -surface ceases to discharge turpentine freely, fresh incisions are made -with the hacker. The chipping is repeated every week from March to -October or November, extending generally through a period of thirty-two -weeks, and the weight of the chip is increased about one and one-half to -two inches every month. The rosin which accumulates in the boxes is -dipped into a pail with a flat trowel-shaped dipper, and is then -transferred to a barrel for transportation to the still." - - * * * * * - -Queer Complication of Territory. - -Kings and presidents send ambassadors to the capitals of other -countries, as you know. The residence of these ambassadors is, in law, -not a part of the country in whose capital they are located, but a part -of the country from which comes the ambassador residing there at the -moment. For instance, the residence of the American Ambassador to France -is in Paris, but at law it is not French but United States territory. A -novel incident grew out of this legal fiction recently. - -The Japanese Embassy in Berlin is not German, but Japan territory, of -course. The embassy owns a parrot. The parrot got out of its cage and -took lodgement in a neighboring tree--a tree in Germany, not in Japan. A -Japanese servant remaining in Japan levelled a hose at the parrot, with -the aim of dislodging him. It chanced that beneath the tree there sat, -at the time, a German resident of wealth. The water that dislodged the -parrot drenched him and ruined his clothes. He sued for damages, and got -$4--a compromise sum, because the inflictor of the damage was a resident -of Japan, had not left his own country, and could not be dragged into a -German police court. - - * * * * * - -A Lake without Water. - -Central Australia is only now becoming known, as is Central Africa. An -explorer tells the following about a wonderful "lake": - -"We came, just at dusk, to the top of a sand hill, and saw Lake Amadeus -lying at our feet. It was a strange sight. The bed of the lake was here -only some three-quarters of a mile wide, but east and west it stretched -away to the horizon, widening out, especially westwards, into a vast -sheet many miles across. There was not a speck of water, only a dead -level surface of white salt standing out against the rich after-glow on -the west and the dull sky to the east, whilst north and south it was -hemmed in by low hills covered with dark scrub." - - * * * * * - -To Amateur Paper Publishers. - -Will publishers of amateur newspapers send sample copies to A. R. -Abbott, 38 Franklin Street, Northampton, Massachusetts? - - * * * * * - -A Query in Natural History. - - Some time ago, under the above heading, a caterpillar was described - which is commonly called saddle-back or slug caterpillar. - Naturalists know it by the euphonious title of _Sibine stimulea_, - which tells us that the tufts of bristles have nettlelike powers of - irritation. The name slug caterpillar is given it because, the - abdominal legs being absent, it moves with a smooth, gliding, - snail-like motion. It feeds on many plants and trees, such as corn, - rose, cherry, pear, and apple. After spending some weeks feeding on - the leaves, it spins a brown cocoon, nearly spherical, surrounded - by a loose silken web, and about July 1 a small moth emerges. - - It resembles those small moths commonly designated as "millers." - The wings, which spread about one and one-half inches, are of a - beautiful rich brown color, with a dark streak on the fore wings, - near which are three whitish spots. Although nature has furnished - the caterpillar with a protective armor of poisonous bristles, yet - it does not seem to me to merit the epithet "hideous creature." - - C. W. B. - EAST ORANGE, N. J. - - * * * * * - -Questions and Answers. - -Henry Osborn asks what causes Indian-summer weather, and why it is so -called. Neither is quite clear, dear Sir Henry. In Canada it is known as -St. Martin's summer. Why we call it Indian summer we have been unable to -find out. Can any one tell us? By early American colonists it was -thought that the haze was real smoke wafted from fires started by the -Indians in anticipation of winter.--A Pennsylvania member asks how -commercial pop-corn is made so excellent, when he has so much difficulty -in getting his corn to pop well. The reasons are several. One is -practice, which makes perfect. Another is good tools. Coal is poor stuff -to pop corn over. Get coke. That is better because it stays hot, and -does not die down as coal does. For popping corn in large quantities -regular furnaces lined with fire-brick are provided, and there are huge -wire baskets that are handled crane fashion. Some hold a bushel of corn -when popped. Pop-corn parties are said to be more common than usual this -autumn. - -Gardner W. Millet asks when rifles were invented, and when metallic -ammunition, all ready for use, was first used. He also asks about -breech-loading guns and magazine-rifles. The earliest breech-loaders -were used in 1537, but during the seventeenth and eighteenth centuries -they were common. They were also crude. At Kuisyingen, in 1636, only -seven shots were fired by soldiers in eight hours. The flintlock was of -Spanish origin, and came in about 1630. William, Prince of Orange, -brought it to England in 1688. Rifles are quite old, having been used in -Germany in the eighteenth century--early part. The Furguson, a breech -loading rifle, was used by American patriots during the Revolution. The -civil war brought into use the metallic ammunition, all ready for -loading on the instant, though there were many breech-loading rifles in -use before that day. The magazine-guns were invented in 1835, but not -much used till thirty years later. The rifle used by the United States -weighs eight pounds and twelve ounces, has a 0.3 calibre, and five -rounds of ammunition. - -"C. G. A." is informed that Mrs. Augusta J. Evans, the author, is still -living, we believe, in Mobile, Alabama. A granddaughter is also a -resident of Mobile, named Mrs. Gaillard, formerly Miss Wilson.--Jay F. -Hammond asks if a barrel is used for a post-office at Cape of Good Hope, -as is said to be used at the Strait of Magellan. We think not. The -extremity of Africa is quite unlike the extremity of South America. -Perhaps some South African reader can tell us more.--Edwy L. Taylor: The -Camera Club Competitions close February 15. The reference to an earlier -closing was an error.--Edward C. Wood: Your game may be copyrighted, but -unless it be a mechanical contrivance, or a part of such, and that new, -it cannot be patented. The cost of a copyright is fifty cents, with a -further fifty cents for a transcript, while a patent costs upwards of -$100. We can find no record of the firm you mention. To copyright your -game mail two copies addressed to the Librarian of Congress, Washington, -D. C., give your full name and address, state the purpose of sending, -and enclose $1. Nothing else is required. To make the copyright -effective you must conspicuously place on every copy the words -"Copyright, 1896, by Edward C. Wood, Philadelphia."--C. B. M.: Apply to -Samuel French & Son, Dramatic Publishers, New York, and state just what -you want. They will reply at once, giving list, if you mention the ROUND -TABLE. - - - - -[Illustration: THE CAMERA CLUB] - - Any questions in regard to photograph matters will be willingly - answered by the Editor of this column, and we should be glad to - hear from any of our club who can make helpful suggestions. - - -HINTS ON RETOUCHING. - -II.--SPOTS AND SCRATCHES. - -It often happens that there are spots on a negative--caused by specks of -dust on the plate, air-bubbles in the developer, or unlucky scratches in -the handling--which if not covered in some way make a black spot on the -silver paper, and mar the beauty of what would otherwise be a fine -picture. With a little practice one can learn to fill up these defects -so that they will be scarcely noticeable in the print. - -Take a drop or two of the retouching varnish on the end of the finger, -and rub it lightly and evenly over the places which are to be retouched. -Put to dry in a place free from dust; it will be dry enough in three or -four hours. Place the retouching-frame on a table by a window with a -good strong light, close the blind or lower the shade over the upper -part of the window, and place a sheet of white paper under the frame on -the table. Place the negative in the frame, and over it put a piece of -opaque paper with a hole an inch or two in diameter opening over the -place to be retouched. This also protects the film and shuts off all -light except from the points to be treated. Now if the hole is a large -one, take the brush and moisten it, and rub a little of the lampblack -from the cake of water-color on it. Then with the greatest care touch -the spot directly in the centre with a bit of the paint. Rinse the -brush, and turning it till a fine point is obtained, work the paint -carefully toward the edges of the spot, taking care that it does not -touch the film but comes close to it. Let the paint dry, and if the -first application has not made the spot of an equal density with the -surrounding film, repeat the process. If the operation is not -successful, the paint can be removed by applying a little turpentine on -a soft cloth. - -If the spot to be retouched is very small, or if there is a scratch on -the film, take a soft pencil sharpened according to directions given in -the first paper on retouching, and with very minute strokes go over the -places until the required density is obtained. Sometimes it is necessary -to go over the places several times before the spots appear like the -film. - -If a negative has sharp, harsh contrasts, they can be softened by going -over them carefully with the pencil, using the softest one for this -purpose, and then blending the pencil strokes with a crayon stump. - -Freckles, heavy shadows under the eyes and nose, are easily removed or -softened by using a needle-pointed pencil of very soft lead. - -Undesirable backgrounds, or objects which have been unavoidably included -in the picture, may be blocked out by using a thin solution of -lampblack, and applying it to the back of the plate. A light coat -obscures the background, and a thick coat blocks it out entirely. - -In beginning the practice of retouching, it is wise to experiment on -poor negatives, as first attempts are not always successful. Do not be -discouraged if the first trial prove a failure. Remember your early -experience in making negatives, and try again; for perseverance, no -matter in what direction, is sure to bring its reward--success. - - SIR KNIGHT WILLIAM MERRITT sends a print which shows no detail at - the corners, and says that all his plates have the same fault, and - asks what is the matter. The lens does not cover the plate--that - is, the lens is too small for the size plate used. It may be that - the diaphragm is too large, and by using a smaller diaphragm the - blur showing on the edges of the picture would be corrected. The - smaller the opening the more extended the sharp field of the lens; - but the smaller the opening the longer must be the exposure. - - SIR KNIGHT CHARLES M. TODD asks if hypo is always used for the - fixing-bath without regard to the kind of developer; if a - ferrotype-plate will impart a gloss to all kinds of prints except - blue prints; if the whole roll of films in a pocket kodak would - have to be exposed before one could develop any of the exposures; - if developing solution may be used the second time if only one or - two negatives have been developed in it. Hypo is always used for - the fixing-bath, as it is the cheapest and safest chemical for the - dissolving of the unused or unacted upon silver salts. - Ferrotype-plate will not impart a gloss to a platinum, bromide, or - any of the soft-tinted papers. The films in a pocket kodak should - all be used before developing. There are only twelve films in a - roll, and if part were taken out, one film would have to be spoiled - in order to put the unused films back on the empty spool. Developer - may be used the second and even the third time. Most amateurs have - a bottle for old developer, and use it for starting development, as - it is safer unless one knows the exact time of the exposure of the - plate. - - SIR KNIGHT F. ELTON MORSE, 11 and 13 Market St., Lynn, Mass., - wishes to exchange landscape views with other members of the Camera - Club. - - - - -ADVERTISEMENTS. - - - - -Postage Stamps, &c. - - - - -[Illustration: STAMPS] - -=ALBUM AND LIST FREE!= Also 100 all diff. Venezuela, Bolivia, etc., only -10c. Agts. wanted at 50% Com. =C. A. Stegmann=, 5941 Cote Brilliant Ave., -St. Louis, Mo. - - - - -500 Mixed, Australian, etc., 10c.; =105 var.= Zululand, etc., and album, -10c.; 12 Africa, 10c.; 15 Asia,10c. Bargain list free. F. P. VINCENT, -Chatham, N.Y. - - - - -U.S. Postage and Rev. Fine approval sheets. Agts. wanted. - -P. S. CHAPMAN, Box 151, Bridgeport, Ct. - - - - -U. S. - -25 diff U.S. stamps 10c., 100 diff. foreign 10c. Agts w'td @ 50%. List -free! L. B. 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Sell 30 lbs. and we will give you a Fairy -Tricycle; sell 25 lbs. for a Solid Silver Watch and Chain; 50 lbs. for a -Gold Watch and Chain; 75 lbs. for a Bicycle; 10 lbs. for a Gold Ring. -Write for catalog and order sheet Dept. I - -W. G. BAKER, - -Springfield, Mass. - - - - -LAUGHING CAMERA. 10C. - -[Illustration: MY! OH MY!!] - -The latest invention in Cameras. You look through the lens and your -stout friends will look like living skeletons, your thin friends like -Dime Museum fat men, horses like giraffes and in fact everything appears -as though you were living in another world. Each camera contains two -strong lenses in neatly finished leatherette case. The latest -mirth-maker on the market; creates bushels of sport. Catalogue of 1,000 -novelties and sample camera 10c., 3 for 25c., 12 for 90c. mailed -postpaid. Agents wanted. - -ROBT. H. INGERSOLL & BRO., - -Dept. No. 62, 65 Cortlandt St., N. 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DENISON, Publisher, Chicago, Ill. - - - - -[Illustration] - -THE SONG OF THE MUSES. - - What is that melody weird and wild - That throbs and sobs like the wail of a child - Through the quiet night so still and mild? - - Behold, it is a choir feline, - With tenors, altos--all told, nine; - Those are the Mewses, I opine. - - * * * * * - -A PRACTICAL LITTLE GIRL. - -"Oh, for the wings of a dove!" sang Mollie. - -"What do you want with the wings of a dove, my dear?" asked her mother. - -"To put on my new hat," said Mollie. - - * * * * * - -HIS EXPLANATION. - -"See here, Tommie," observed Tommie's teacher, "you ought to be able to -spell your own name." - -"I can," said Tommie. - -"Then why don't you? You've written it Tomie instead of Tommie." - -"Oh, as for that," said Tommie, "you told us not to waste anything, and -that extra m is just a waste of ink." - - * * * * * - -GOING INTO A NEW LINE. - -"What'll you swap off a three-cent Nicaragua '95 for, Jack?" asked -Jack's uncle of the young stamp-collector. - -"I won't swap it off for anything, Uncle George, but I tell you what I -will do. I'll swap off my whole collection for a goat. Stamps are always -the same, but goats--my--they're never the same!" - - * * * * * - -NOTHING WONDERFUL. - -"So you don't think much of Jack the Giant-killer, eh, Bobbie?" - -"NO. He was smart. But not particularly wonderful. Why, look at me! I -can tire my Pa out in five minutes, and I guess _he_ could lick any -giant Jack ever saw." - - * * * * * - -During the winter months the farmers' boys and girls have lots of fun -with their parties, taffy pulls, and such enjoyments, and considerable -humor can be found in their happy repartee. At one of these candy -parties a guest not altogether liked by some of the girls, unfortunately -sat in a saucer of maple sugar left on a chair to cool off, and his -unceremonious departure was the wonder of the evening. It was rather -hard on the young man, and it is doubtful whether he found anything to -end his embarrassment in the note he received the next day from the -daughter, saying that if the "Mr. D---- who sat in the saucer of maple -sugar last night will kindly return the saucer, he will save himself -further trouble." - - * * * * * - -AN OBJECTION. - -"I hate dancing-school," said Jack. "It's lots of fun dancing, but every -time I want to waltz I have to load myself up with some girl or other. -Why can't they let a feller dance by himself?" - - * * * * * - -A SURGEON OF THE BICYCLE. - -There are enterprising bicycle people in England as well as in this -country. A year or more ago London was flooded with the following -circular by a bicycle-repairer, which is ingenious enough in its wording -to have been the product of a Yankee: - -"Bicycle surgery. - -"Acute and chronic cases treated with assurance of success. - -"Languid tires restored to health and vigor. - -"Tires blown up without pain. Wind free. No cure, no pay asked. - -"We understand the anatomy, physiology, and hygiene of wheels, and -homoeopathic or allopathic treatment, as individual cases require. -Sure cure guaranteed. - -"Testimonials: - -"'My wheel had three ribs fractured, and you cured it in one treatment.' - -"'My tires were suffering with a case of acute aneurism, which had been -pronounced fatal by other bicycle-doctors, but you cured the disorder, -and I did not lose a day of my tour.' - -"Thousands of testimonials like the above sent on application. - - "Dr. Blank, B.S. (Bicycle Surgeon.) - No. -- Tottenham Court Road." - - * * * * * - -FORCE OF HABIT. - -He was thoroughly a business man, and he judged everything from the -point of view of weight--as was natural, since he dealt in things which -were sold according to their avoirdupois. One day somebody asked him if -he had any children. - -"Yes," he said. "I've got 453 pounds of boys, and 236 pounds of girls." - - * * * * * - -A SMALL BOY'S FEET. - -"If it wasn't for me my class in school wouldn't have any standing at -all," said Hubert. - -"Nonsense!" said his aunt. "Your mother says you are the foot of it." - -"I am," said Hubert. "How could it stand if it didn't have a foot?" - - * * * * * - -NOT REPEATED. - -"When you stepped on that gentleman's foot, Tommie, I hope you -apologized?" - -"Oh, yes, indeed I did," said Tommie, "and he gave me ten cents for -being such a good boy." - -"Did he? And what did you do then?" - -"Stepped on the other and apologized again, but it didn't work." - - * * * * * - -A JOKE UNDER THE SEA. - -"Let's get up a minstrel show," said the Shad to the Shark. - -"All right," said the Shark. "I've got a splendid mouth for tambo." - -"And think of my capacity for the bones, eh?" said the Shad. - -And the minnows in the school that was swimming by laughed so heartily -that they swam down the Shark's throat without knowing it. - - - - - -End of Project Gutenberg's Harper's Round Table, January 5, 1897, by Various - -*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S ROUND TABLE *** - -***** This file should be named 60288-8.txt or 60288-8.zip ***** -This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: - http://www.gutenberg.org/6/0/2/8/60288/ - -Produced by Annie R. 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McGuire - - - - - -</pre> - - -<div class="center"> -<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary=""> -<tr><td align="left"><a href="#THE_LITTLE_BISHOP">THE LITTLE BISHOP.</a></td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><a href="#TORTOISE-SHELLS">TORTOISE-SHELLS.</a></td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><a href="#CAPTAIN_JACKS_CHRISTMAS_GIFT">CAPTAIN JACK'S CHRISTMAS GIFT.</a></td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><a href="#VOLCANOES_THEIR_MODE_OF_ACTION_AND_ORIGIN">VOLCANOES—THEIR MODE OF ACTION AND ORIGIN.</a></td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><a href="#A_LOYAL_TRAITOR">A LOYAL TRAITOR.</a></td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><a href="#A_FAIRY_FETE">A FAIRY FÊTE.</a></td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><a href="#THE_NEW_YEAR">THE NEW YEAR.</a></td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><a href="#SAVING_A_TORPEDO-BOAT">SAVING A TORPEDO-BOAT.</a></td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><a href="#INTERSCHOLASTIC_SPORT">INTERSCHOLASTIC SPORT.</a></td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><a href="#QUESTIONS_FOR_YOUNG_MEN">QUESTIONS FOR YOUNG MEN.</a></td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><a href="#STAMPS">STAMPS.</a></td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><a href="#THE_CAMERA_CLUB">THE CAMERA CLUB.</a></td></tr> -</table></div> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_233" id="Page_233">[Pg 233]</a></span></p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 800px;"> -<img src="images/ill_001.jpg" width="800" height="328" alt="HARPER'S ROUND TABLE" /> -</div> - -<p class="center">Copyright, 1897, by <span class="smcap">Harper & Brothers</span>. All Rights Reserved.</p> - -<hr class="full" /> - -<div class="center"> -<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" width="100%" summary=""> -<tr><td align="left"><span class="smcap">published weekly</span>.</td><td align="center">NEW YORK, TUESDAY, JANUARY 5, 1897.</td><td align="right"><span class="smcap">five cents a copy</span>.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><span class="smcap">vol. xviii.—no</span>. 897.</td><td align="center"></td><td align="right"><span class="smcap">two dollars a year</span>.</td></tr> -</table></div> - -<hr class="full" /> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 700px;"><a name="THE_LITTLE_BISHOP" id="THE_LITTLE_BISHOP"></a> -<img src="images/ill_002.jpg" width="700" height="509" alt="" /> -</div> - -<h2>THE LITTLE BISHOP.</h2> - -<h3>BY KATE DOUGLAS WIGGIN.</h3> - -<p>It was I who called him the Little Bishop. His name was Phillips Brooks -Sanderson, but one seldom heard it at full length, since "Phil" was -quite enough for an urchin just in his first trousers, and those assumed -somewhat prematurely. He was "Phil," therefore, to the village, but -always the dear lovable Little Bishop to me. His home was in Bonnie -Eagle; it was only because of his mother's illness that he was spending -the summer with his uncle and aunt in Pleasant River. I could see the -little brown house from my window. The white road, with strips of tufted -green between the wheel tracks, curled dustily up to the very door-step, -and inside the wire screen-door was a wonderful drawn-in rug, shaped -like half a pie, with "Welcome" in saffron letters on its gray surface. -I liked the Bishop's aunt; I liked to see her shake the "Welcome" rug -before breakfast, flinging the cheery word out into the summer sunshine -like a bright greeting to the new day; I liked to see her go to the -screen-door a dozen times a day; open it a crack, and chase an imaginary -fly from the sacred precincts within; I liked to see her come<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_234" id="Page_234">[Pg 234]</a></span> up the -cellar steps into the side garden, appearing mysteriously as from the -bowels of the earth, carrying a shining pan of milk in both hands, and -disappearing through the beds of hollyhocks and sunflowers to the -pig-pen or the hen-house.</p> - -<p>I had not yet grown fond of the uncle, and neither had Phil, for that -matter; in fact Uncle Abner was rather a difficult person to grow fond -of, with his fiery red beard, his freckled skin, and his gruff way of -speaking—for there were no children in the brown house to smooth the -creases from his forehead or the roughness from his voice.</p> - -<p>I was sitting under the shade of the great maple one morning early when -I first saw the Little Bishop. A tiny figure came down the grass-grown -road leading a cow by a rope. If it had been a small boy and a small -cow, a middle-sized boy and an ordinary cow, or a grown man and a big -cow, I might not have noticed them; but it was the combination of an -infinitesimal boy and a huge cow that attracted my attention. I could -not guess the child's years; I only knew that he was small for his age, -whatever it was. The cow was a dark red beast with a crumpled horn, a -white star on her forehead, and a large surprised sort of eye. She had, -of course, two eyes, and both were surprised, but the left one had an -added hint of amazement in it by virtue of a few white hairs lurking -accidentally in the centre of the eyebrow.</p> - -<p>The boy had a thin sensitive face and curly brown hair, short trousers -patched on both knees, and a ragged straw hat on the back of his head. -He pattered along behind the cow, sometimes holding the rope with both -hands, and getting over the ground in a jerky way, as the animal left -him no time to think of a smooth path for bare feet. The Sanderson -pasture was a good half-mile distant, I knew, and the cow seemed in no -hurry to reach it; accordingly she forsook the road now and then, and -rambled in the hollows, where the grass was sweeter, to her way of -thinking. She started on one of these exploring expeditions just as she -passed the great maple, and gave me time to call out to the little -fellow, "Is that your cow?"</p> - -<p>He blushed and smiled, tried to speak modestly, but there was a quiver -of pride in his voice as he answered, suggestively, "It's—nearly my -cow."</p> - -<p>"How is that?" I asked.</p> - -<p>"Why, when I drive her twenty-nine more times to pasture 'thout her -gettin' her foot over the rope or 'thout my bein' afraid, she's goin' to -be my truly cow, Uncle Abner says. Are you 'fraid of cows?"</p> - -<p>"Ye-e-es," I confessed, "I am, just a little. You see, I am nothing but -a grown-up woman, and boys can't understand how we feel about cows."</p> - -<p>"<i>I</i> can! They're awful big things, aren't they?"</p> - -<p>"Perfectly enormous! I've always thought a cow coming towards you one of -the biggest things in the world."</p> - -<p>"Yes; me too. Don't let's think about it. Do they hook people so very -often?"</p> - -<p>"No, indeed; in fact one scarcely ever hears of such a case."</p> - -<p>"If they stepped on your bare foot they'd scrunch it, wouldn't they?"</p> - -<p>"Yes, but you are the driver, you mustn't let them do that; you are a -free-will boy, and they are nothing but cows."</p> - -<p>"I know; but p'r'aps there is free-will cows, and if they just <i>would</i> -do it you can't help being scrunched, for you mustn't let go of the rope -nor run, Uncle Abner says."</p> - -<p>"No, of course that would never do."</p> - -<p>"Does all the cows where you live go down into the boggy places when -you're drivin' 'em to pasture, or does some stay in the road?"</p> - -<p>"There aren't any cows or any pastures where I live; that's what makes -me so foolish. Why does yours need a rope?"</p> - -<p>"She don't like to go to pasture, Uncle Abner says. Sometimes she'd -druther stay to home, and so when she gets part way there she turns -round and comes backwards."</p> - -<p>"Dear me!" I thought, "what becomes of this boy mite if she has a spell -of going backwards? Do you like to drive her?" I asked.</p> - -<p>"N—no, not erzackly; but, you see, it'll be my cow if I drive her -twenty-nine more times 'thout her gettin' her foot over the rope and -'thout my bein' afraid," and a beaming smile gave a transient brightness -to his harassed little face. "Will she feed in the ditch much longer?" -he asked. "Shall I say 'Hurrap'? That's what Uncle Abner -says—'<i>Hurrap!</i>' like that, and it means to hurry up."</p> - -<p>It was rather a feeble warning that he sounded, and the cow fed on, -peacefully. The little fellow looked up at me confidingly, and then -glanced back at the farm to see if Uncle Abner were watching the -progress of events.</p> - -<p>"What shall we do next?" he asked.</p> - -<p>I delighted in that warm, cozy little "<i>we</i>"; it took me into the firm -so pleasantly. I am a weak prop indeed when it comes to cows, but all -the manhood in my soul rose to arms when he said, "What shall <i>we</i> do -next?" I became alert, courageous, ingenious, on the instant.</p> - -<p>"What is her name?" I asked, sitting up straight in the hammock.</p> - -<p>"Buttercup; but she don't seem to know it very well."</p> - -<p>"Never mind; you must shout 'Buttercup!' at the top of your voice, and -twitch the rope <i>hard</i>; then I'll call, 'Hurrap!' with all my might at -the same moment."</p> - -<p>We did this; it worked to a charm, and I looked affectionately after my -Little Bishop as the cow pulled him down Aunt Betty's hill.</p> - -<p>The lovely June days wore on. I saw Phil frequently, but the cow was -seldom present at our interviews, as he now drove her to the pasture -very early in the morning, the journey thither being one of considerable -length and her method of reaching the goal being exceedingly -round-about. Uncle Abner had pointed out the necessity of getting her -into the pasture at least a few minutes before she had to be taken out -again, and though I didn't like Uncle Abner, I saw the common-sense of -this remark. I sometimes caught a glimpse of them at sundown as they -returned from the pasture to the twilight milking, Buttercup chewing her -peaceful cud, her soft white bag of milk hanging full, her surprised eye -rolling in its accustomed "fine frenzy." The frenzied roll did not mean -anything, the Bishop and I used to assure each other; but if it didn't, -it was an awful pity she had to do it, the Bishop thought, and I agreed. -To have an expression of eye that means murder, and yet to be a -perfectly virtuous and well-meaning animal, this is a calamity which, if -fully realized, would injure a cow's milk-producing activities -seriously, I should think.</p> - -<p>I was looking at the sun one evening as it dropped like a ball of red -fire into Wilkins's Woods, when the Little Bishop passed.</p> - -<p>"It's the twenty-ninth night," he called, joyously.</p> - -<p>"I am so glad," I answered, for I had often feared some accident might -prevent his claiming the promised reward. "Then to-morrow Buttercup will -be your own cow?"</p> - -<p>"I guess so. That's what Uncle Abner said. He's off to Bonnie Eagle now, -but he'll be home to-night, and mother's going to send my new hat by -him. When Buttercup's my own cow I wish I could change her name and call -her Red Rover, but p'r'aps her mother wouldn't like it. When she b'longs -to me, mebbe I won't be so 'fraid of gettin' hooked and scrunched, -because she'll know she's mine, and she'll go better. I haven't let her -get snarled up in the rope one single time, and I don't show I'm afraid, -do I?"</p> - -<p>"I should never suspect it for an instant," I said, encouragingly. "I've -often envied you your bold, brave look!"</p> - -<p>He appeared distinctly pleased. "I haven't cried, either, when she's -dragged me over the pasture bars and peeled my legs. Bill Jones's little -brother Charlie says he ain't afraid of anything, not even bears. He -says he would walk right up close and cuff 'em if they dared to yip; but -I ain't like that!"</p> - -<p>I told Aunt Betty that it was the Bishop's twenty-ninth night, and that -the big red cow was to be his on the morrow.</p> - -<p>"Well, I hope it'll turn out that way," she said. "But I ain't a mite -sure that Abner Sanderson will give up that cow when it comes to the -point. It won't be the first time<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_235" id="Page_235">[Pg 235]</a></span> he's tried to crawl out of a bargain -with folks a good deal bigger than Phil, for he's close, Abner is! To be -sure, Phil's father bought all his stock for him years ago, and set him -up on the farm; perhaps that'll make some difference, now he's died, and -left nothing to his widder. Abner has hired help in July and August, so -he can get the cow to the pasture easy enough without Phil. I wish you'd -go up there to-night, and ask Mis' Sanderson if she'll lend me half her -yeast-cake, and I'll lend her half of mine a Saturday."</p> - -<p>I was used to this errand, for the whole village of Pleasant River would -sometimes be rocked to the very centre of its being by simultaneous -desire for a yeast-cake. As the nearest repository was a mile and a half -distant, as the yeast-cake was valued at two cents and wouldn't keep, as -the demand was uncertain, being dependent entirely on a fluctuating -desire for "riz bread," the Edgewood store-keeper refused to order more -than three yeast-cakes a day at his own risk. Sometimes they remained on -his hands a dead loss; sometimes eight or ten persons would "hitch up" -and drive from distant farms for the coveted article, only to be met -with the flat, "No, I'm all out o' yeast-cake; Mis' Simmons took the -last; mebbe you can borry half o' hern, she hain't much of a -bread-eater."</p> - -<p>So I climbed the hill to Mrs. Sanderson's, knowing my daily bread -depended on the successful issue of the call. As I passed by the corner -of the barn, I paused behind a great clump of elderberry-bushes, for I -heard the timid voice of the Little Bishop and Uncle Abner's gruff tone. -I did not wish to interrupt nor overhear a family interview, and I -thought they might walk on as they talked; but in a moment I heard Uncle -Abner sit down on a stool by the grindstone as he said:</p> - -<p>"Well, now, Phillips Brooks, we'll talk about the red cow. You say -you've drove her a month, do ye? And the trade between us was that if -you could drive her a month without her getting the rope over her foot -and without bein' afraid, you was to have her. That's straight, ain't -it?" The Bishop's face burned with excitement, his gingham shift rose -and fell as if he were breathing hard, but he only nodded assent and -said nothing. "Now," continued Uncle Abner, "have you made out to keep -the rope from under her feet?"</p> - -<p>"She 'ain't got t-t-tangled up one s-single time," said Phil, stuttering -in his excitement, but looking up with some courage from his bare toes, -with which he was assiduously ploughing the earth.</p> - -<p>"So far, so good. Now 'bout bein' afraid. As you seem so certain of -gettin' the cow, I suppose you hain't been a mite scared, hev you? Honor -bright, now!"</p> - -<p>"I—I—not but just a little mite. I—"</p> - -<p>"Hold up a minute. Of course you didn't <i>say</i> you was afraid, and didn't -<i>show</i> you was afraid, and nobody knew you <i>was</i> afraid, but that ain't -the way we fixed it up. You was to call the cow yourn if you could drive -her to the pasture for a month without <i>bein'</i> afraid. Own up square -now, hev you ben afraid?"</p> - -<p>A long pause, then a faint "Yes."</p> - -<p>"Where's your manners?"</p> - -<p>"I mean yes sir."</p> - -<p>"How often? If it hain't ben too many times mebbe I'll let ye off, -though you're a reg'lar girl-boy, and'll be runnin' away from the cat -bimeby. Has it ben—twice?"</p> - -<p>"Yes," and the Little Bishop's voice was very faint now, and had a -decided tear in it.</p> - -<p>"Yes what?"</p> - -<p>"Yes, sir."</p> - -<p>"Has it ben four times?"</p> - -<p>"Y-es, sir." More heaving of the gingham shirt.</p> - -<p>"Well, you air a coward! How many times? Speak up now."</p> - -<p>More digging of the bare toes in the earth, and one premonitory tear -stealing from under the downcast lids, then:</p> - -<p>"A little most every day, and you can keep the cow," wailed the Bishop, -as he turned abruptly and fled behind the barn, where he flung himself -into the green depths of a tansy bed, and gave himself up to unmanly -tears.</p> - -<p>I had heard more than I wished, for I had been rooted to the spot, not -so much because of my interest in Phil as that I did not like to vex -Uncle Abner by making him aware of my unintentional presence. I did not -dare seek and comfort my Little Bishop sobbing in the tansy bed, the -brand of coward on his forehead, and, what was much worse, the fear in -his heart that he deserved it. I hurried home across the fields, quite -forgetting my errand, and told Aunt Betty, with tears in my eyes, that I -would rather eat buttermilk bread for a week than have one of Uncle -Abner's yeast-cakes in the house. I acknowledged that he had been true -to his word and had held to his bargain, but I could not forgive his -making so hard a bargain with my timid Little Bishop.</p> - -<p>Aunt Betty finally heard from Mrs. Sanderson, through whom all -information was sure to filter if you gave it time, that Uncle -Abner despised a coward, that he considered Phil a regular -mother's-apron-string boy, and that he was "learnin'" him to be brave.</p> - -<p>Bill Jones, the hired man, now drove Buttercup to pasture, though -whenever Uncle Abner went to Moderation of Bonnie Eagle, as he often -did, I noticed that Phil took the hired man's place. I often joined him -on these anxious expeditions, and a like terror in both our souls, we -attempted to train the red cow and give her some idea of obedience.</p> - -<p>"If she only wouldn't look at us that way we would get along real nicely -with her, wouldn't we?" prattled the dear Bishop, straggling along by my -side; "and she is a splendid cow; she gives twenty-one quarts a day, and -Uncle Abner says it's more'n half cream."</p> - -<p>I assented in all this, thinking that if Buttercup would give up her -habit of turning completely round in the road to roll her eyes and -elevate her white-tipped eyebrow, she might indeed be an enjoyable -companion; but in her present state of development her society would not -be agreeable to me even did she give sixty-one quarts of milk a day. -Furthermore, when I found that she never did any of these reprehensible -things with Bill Jones, I began to believe cows more intelligent -creatures than I had supposed them to be, and I was indignant to think -Buttercup could count so confidently on our weakness.</p> - -<p>One evening, when she was more than usually exasperating, I said to the -Bishop, who was bracing himself to keep from being pulled into a -way-side brook where she loved to dabble, "Bishop, do you know anything -about the superiority of mind over matter?" No, he didn't, though it was -not a fair time to ask the question, for he had sat down in the road to -get a better purchase on the rope.</p> - -<p>"Well, it doesn't signify. What I mean is that we can die but once, and -it is a glorious thing to die for a great principle. Give me that rope. -I can pull like an ox in my present frame of mind. You run down on the -opposite side of the brook, take that big stick, wade right in—you are -barefooted—brandish the stick, and, if necessary, do more than -brandish. I would go myself, but it is better she should recognize you -as a master, and I am in as much danger as you are, anyway. She may try -to hook you, of course, but you must keep waving the stick—die -brandishing, Bishop, that's the idea! She may turn and run for me, in -which case I shall run too; but I shall die running, and Aunt Betty can -bury us under our favorite sweet-apple-tree!"</p> - -<p>The Bishop's soul was fired by my eloquence. The blood mounted to our -brains simultaneously, and we were flushed with a splendid courage in -which death looked a mean and paltry thing compared with vanquishing -that cow. She had already stepped into the pool, but the Bishop waded in -towards her, moving the alder branch menacingly. She looked up with the -familiar roll of the eye that had done her such good service all summer, -but she quailed beneath the stern justice of the Bishop's gaze.</p> - -<p>In that moment she felt ashamed, I know, of the misery she had caused -that helpless mite. At any rate, actuated by fear, surprise, or remorse, -she turned and walked back into the road without a sign of passion or -indignation, leaving us rather disappointed at our easy victory. To be -prepared for a violent death and receive not even a scratch makes one -fear that one may possibly have overestimated the danger.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_236" id="Page_236">[Pg 236]</a></span></p> - -<p>Well, we were better friends after that, all three of us, and understood -one another better as the summer grew into autumn and the great maple -hung a flaming bough of scarlet over the hammock. Uncle Abner found the -Bishop very useful at picking up potatoes and gathering apples, but he -was going to leave Pleasant River as soon as the harvesting was over.</p> - -<p>One warm evening Aunt Betty and I were borrowing half a yeast-cake, and -incidentally sitting on Mrs. Sanderson's steps at sunset. Buttercup was -being milked on the grassy slope near the shed door. As she walked to -the barn, after giving up her twelve quarts of yellow milk, she bent her -neck and snatched a hasty bite from a pile of turnips lying temptingly -near. In her haste she got more of a mouthful than would be considered -good manners even among cows, and as she disappeared in the barn door I -could see a forest of green tops hanging from her mouth, while she -painfully attempted to grind up the mass of stolen material without -allowing a single turnip to escape.</p> - -<p>It grew dark soon after, and we went into the house, but as we closed -the door I heard the cow coughing, and said to Mrs. Sanderson, -"Buttercup was too greedy, and now she has indigestion."</p> - -<p>The Bishop always went to bed at sundown, and Uncle Abner had gone to -the doctor's to have his hand dressed, for he had hurt it in some way in -the threshing-machine. Bill Jones came in presently and asked for him, -saying that the cow coughed more and more, and it must be that something -was wrong, but he could not get her to open her mouth wide enough for -him to see anything.</p> - -<p>When Uncle Abner had driven into the yard, he came in for a lantern, and -went directly out to the barn. After an hour or more, in which we had -forgotten the whole occurrence, he came in again. "I'm blamed if we -ain't goin' to lose that cow," he said. "Come out, will ye, Hannah, and -hold the lantern? I can't do anything with my right hand in a sling, and -Bill is the stupidest critter in the country."</p> - -<p>We all went out to the barn except Aunt Betty, who ran down the path to -see if her son Moses had come home from Saco, and could come up to take -a hand in the exercises.</p> - -<p>Buttercup was in a bad way; there was no doubt of it. Something, one of -the turnips, presumably, had lodged in her throat, and would move -neither way, despite her attempts to dislodge it. Her breathing was -labored, and her eyes bloodshot from straining and choking. Once or -twice they succeeded in getting her mouth partly open, but before they -could fairly discover the cause of trouble she had wrested her head -away.</p> - -<p>"I can see a little tuft of green sticking straight up in the middle," -said Uncle Abner, while Bill Jones and Moses held a lantern on each side -of Buttercup's head; "but, land! it's so far down, and such a mite of a -thing, I couldn't git it even if I could use my right hand. S'pose you -try, Bill."</p> - -<p>Bill hemmed and hawed, and confessed he didn't care to try. Buttercup's -teeth were of good size and excellent quality, and he had no fancy for -leaving his hand within her jaws. He said he was no good at that kind of -work, but that he would help Uncle Abner hold the cow's head; that was -just as necessary, and considerable safer.</p> - -<p>Moses was more inclined to the service of humanity, and did his best, -wrapping his wrist in a cloth, and making desperate but ineffectual dabs -at the slippery green turnip-tops in the reluctantly opened throat. But -the cow tossed her head and stamped her feet and switched her tail and -wriggled from under Bill's hands, so that it seemed altogether -impossible to reach the seat of the trouble.</p> - -<p>Uncle Abner was in despair, fuming and fretting the more because of his -own uselessness. "Hitch up, Bill," he said, "and, Hannah, you drive over -to Edgewood for the horse-doctor. I know we can get out that turnip if -we can hit on the right tools and somebody to manage 'em right; but -we've got to be quick about it or the critter'll choke to death, sure! -Your hand's so clumsy, Mose, she thinks her time's come when she feels -it in her mouth, and your fingers are so big you can't ketch holt o' -that green stuff 'thout its slippin'!"</p> - -<p>"Mine's little; let me try," said a timid voice, and turning round, we -saw the Bishop, his trousers pulled on over his night-shirt, his curly -hair ruffled, his eyes big with sleep.</p> - -<p>Uncle Abner gave a laugh of good-humored derision. "You—that's afraid -to drive a cow to pasture? No, sir; you hain't got sand enough for this -job, I guess!"</p> - -<p>Buttercup just then gave a worse cough than ever, and her eyes rolled in -her head as if she were giving up the ghost.</p> - -<p>"I'd rather do it than see her choke to death!" cried the Bishop in -despair.</p> - -<p>"Then, by ginger, you can try it, sonny!" said Uncle Abner. "Now this -time we'll tie her head up. Take it slow, and make a good job of it."</p> - -<p>Accordingly they pried poor Buttercup's jaws open to put a wooden gag -between them, tied her head up, and kept her as still as they could, -while we women held the lanterns.</p> - -<p>"Now, sonny, strip up your sleeve and reach as fur down 's you can! Wind -your little fingers in among that green stuff stickin' up there that -ain't hardly big enough to call green stuff, give it a twist, and pull -for all you're worth. Land! what a skinny little pipe stem!"</p> - -<p>The Bishop had stripped up his sleeve. It was a slender thing, his arm; -but he had driven the red cow all summer, borne her tantrums, protected -her from the consequences of her own obstinacy, taking (as he thought) a -future owner's pride in her splendid flow of milk—grown to love her, in -a word—and now she was choking to death. Love can put a deal of -strength into a skinny little pipe-stem at such a time, and it was only -a slender arm and hand that could have done the work.</p> - -<p>Phil trembled with nervousness, but he made a dexterous and dashing -entrance into the awful cavern of Buttercup's mouth; descended upon the -tiny clump of green spills or spikes, wound his little fingers in among -them as firmly as he could, and then gave a long, steady determined pull -with all the strength in his body. That was not so much in itself, to be -sure, but he borrowed a good deal more from some reserve quarter, the -location of which nobody knows anything about, but upon which everybody -draws in time of need.</p> - -<p>Such a valiant pull you would never have expected of the Little Bishop. -Such a pull that, to his own utter amazement, he suddenly found himself -lying flat on his back on the barn floor, with a very slippery something -in his hand, and a fair-sized but rather dilapidated turnip on the end -of it.</p> - -<p>"That's the business!" cried Moses.</p> - -<p>"I could 'a' done it as easy as nothin' if my arm had been a leetle mite -smaller," said Bill Jones.</p> - -<p>"You're a trump, sonny!" exclaimed Uncle Abner as he helped Moses untie -Buttercup's head and took the gag out. "You're a trump, and, by ginger, -the cow's yourn!"</p> - -<p>The welcome air rushed into Buttercup's lungs and cooled her parched, -torn throat. She was pretty nearly spent, poor thing! and bent her head -gently over the Little Bishop's shoulder as he threw his arms joyfully -about her neck, and whispered, "You're my truly cow now, ain't you, -Buttercup?"</p> - -<p>"Aunt Betty," I said, as we walked home under the harvest moon, "there -are all sorts of cowards, aren't there, and I don't think the Little -Bishop is the worst kind, do you?"</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<h3>TRYING TO SEE THE WIND.</h3> - -<p>Did you ever try to see the wind? It is a very pretty experiment, and -one easily performed. In the first place choose a windy day, then secure -a polished piece of metal. (A hand-saw will be the easiest to get.) Hold -the metallic surface at right angles to the direction of the wind. For -example, if the wind is in the north, hold the saw east and west -inclined about forty-five degrees to the horizon. Now look carefully at -the sharp edge, and you will shortly see the wind pouring over it like a -waterfall. Do not try the experiment on a rainy or a murky day.</p> - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_237" id="Page_237">[Pg 237]</a></span></p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="TORTOISE-SHELLS" id="TORTOISE-SHELLS"></a> -<img src="images/ill_003.jpg" width="400" height="270" alt="" /> -</div> - -<h2>TORTOISE-SHELLS.</h2> - -<h3>BY A. V. S. ANTHONY.</h3> - -<p>It was a bright winter morning, and the air outside was frosty and -still. A young maid sat in her cozy chamber dressing her golden-brown -curls, and as she drew her comb through them she heard a sharp crackling -sound that caused her to put on her "thinking-cap," as was her habit -when anything out of the common occurred, for she liked to reason out -matters in her own quiet way. In her studies she had not as yet reached -any allusion to that subtile power known as electricity, so she -concluded that the sound must have come from the comb, which she thought -was possibly made from the shell of a snapping-turtle. Having settled -the affair comfortably in her mind, she finished her toilet hastily, -that she might lose no time in announcing her discovery to the family at -the breakfast table.</p> - -<p>It was the fortunate lot of the head of the family to have been wrecked -on a coral reef. I say fortunate, because "All's well that ends well," -and inside the reef was a small island, on which he, the head of the -family, had the rare experience of witnessing the catching of turtles -and the removal of their shells by some native fishermen.</p> - -<p>Stories of shipwrecked mariners have been so often told that the -incidents of mine need not be repeated here. If, as the Irishman said, -the tale of the <i>lost</i> could be told, it would be quite new and -interesting; but mine was the very ordinary and commonplace.</p> - -<p>After the morning meal was over I told the little maid about it, as I -briefly tell you here.</p> - -<p>I was on my way to Central America, and had almost reached my journey's -end when our ship was wrecked. We struck the reef about nine o'clock at -night. It was a very dark and thick night, and the waves dashed over us -as we huddled together on the quarter-deck while waiting for daylight to -determine in which direction lay possible safety. When the sun rose the -next morning we saw approaching us a canoe containing four Indians, with -whose assistance we got over the dangerous rocks, and were soon on the -island, which was about ten miles distant from the mainland.</p> - -<p>It was a beautiful morning, and after the Indians had made us some hot -coffee and tortillas (an unleavened corn-cake, baked on hot stones), -they went off with the Captain and crew to the wreck, to see if anything -could be saved from it, while I lay under the cocoanut-trees enjoying -the soft tropical air and congratulating myself on my escape.</p> - -<p>When the Captain returned, he determined that he had been driven about -twenty-five miles out of his course by a strong current that sets up -northward along the eastern coast of Yucatan, for which he had not made -proper allowance.</p> - -<p>Day was the period of rest for the Indians, and as we all needed sleep, -we closed our eyes on the lovely yellow light of the Caribbean Sea, and -stretched ourselves under the shelter of the thatched hut.</p> - -<p>Towards sunset the Indians awakened us, and gave us another meal of -coffee and tortillas, with <i>chile</i>—an uncommonly hot little green -pepper. The night promised to be fine, and the Indians predicted a good -catch of turtles, as the egg-laying season was nearing its close. So, -after an hour or two of chatting, we went down to the edge of the beach, -and hid ourselves among the tall salt grasses that lined the shore above -high-water mark, where we lay quietly watching the moon rising in its -mysterious way out of the sea. Not a sound was heard, save the soft -murmuring of the waves as they washed over the reef about half a mile -away. We were as still as mice, as the Indians had cautioned us against -talking, for the turtles were shy, and very quick to take alarm. After a -long wait one of the men touched my arm, and pointed to some dark -objects that were slowly crawling out of the water, which was as quiet -as a mill-pond. Those dark objects were five big turtles that had come -ashore to lay their eggs, which are from two to three inches in length, -and sometimes as many as two hundred in number.</p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> -<img src="images/ill_004.jpg" width="600" height="406" alt="" /> -<span class="caption">WATCHING THE TURTLES COMING OUT OF THE WATER.</span> -</div> - -<p>This turtle has a small squat head covered with plates of shell, and has -a jaw like the beak of a hawk. It has four limbs, or flippers—the -hindermost being quite long and winglike—which are armed with a couple -of strong nails, with which it digs holes in the sand when it comes -ashore to lay its eggs, and it is very fierce at such times if -disturbed. When the eggs are laid and carefully covered, Mrs. Turtle -waddles off to the water, and gives no further thought of her two -hundred or more children which she has left behind.</p> - -<p>In the course of time the hot sun hatches out the little chelonians, who -burst their shells, and digging their way out of the sand, toddle town -the beach to the sea to begin their careers.</p> - -<p>Their food consists of sea-weed, crabs, and fishes, and<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_238" id="Page_238">[Pg 238]</a></span> when they grow -to be about two hundred pounds in weight, and their shells become -valuable, it behooves them to keep their "weather eyes" open for -dark-skinned men when their maternal instincts prompt them to ramble on -shelving beaches by the light of the moon.</p> - -<p>When the turtles were well up on the shore, the natives rushed out with -stout poles, and after a sharp tussle succeeded in turning them over on -their backs—no easy task, as they were nearly four feet long, and -weighed several hundred pounds.</p> - -<p>Once on their backs they were helpless, as they were unable to regain -their natural position. Long after midnight we added another to our -catch, and then went to rest, leaving the turtles on the beach.</p> - -<p>In the morning the natives rolled them over, and after fastening their -flippers to stakes driven into the beach, built a light fire on their -backs, which caused the plates to curl at the edges, under which a knife -was passed and the plates removed, leaving underneath a solid body of -bony substance, which is the real protecting shield.</p> - -<p>The fire seemed to cause the turtles much pain, as they moaned in quite -a human way, but the work was soon over, and on being released, the poor -things crawled down the beach and disappeared into the sea. The natives -are very careful not to fatally injure them, as they are not very -numerous in these waters, and would soon be exterminated if -indiscriminately slaughtered, and this is the only variety—the -hawksbill, <i>Erectmochelys imbricata</i>, the zoologists call them—that -yields the tortoise-shell of commerce. I was told that a second shell -soon formed, but it grew as one solid mass, and had no commercial value.</p> - -<p>There are thirteen of these plates, and the centre one, on a full-grown -specimen, is oftentimes fully fifteen inches long, weighing over half a -pound, and ranging from an eighth to a quarter of an inch in thickness.</p> - -<p>The finest shell comes from the Eastern Archipelago, around the Celebes, -and along the coast of New Guinea, and its value depends on its mottled -color; that having a warm transparent yellow tone, with rich brown -spots, is the most sought after, and brings the highest price. It is a -horny substance, much harder, more brittle, and less fibrous than -ordinary horn, and it is very tender, and should not be exposed to -severe cold.</p> - -<p>In preparing the plates for manufacturing purposes, they are first -carefully scraped and washed, the rough edges filed off, and then -treated to a bath of boiling water, after which they are subjected to -pressure to flatten them. Great care must be used to avoid overheating -them, as an excess of heat destroys the transparent and translucent -portions, and turns them into a muddy, opaque mass, and thus impairs the -market value, so only the most skilful workmen are intrusted with the -finer grades, as long practice enables them to work the material at a -moderately low temperature.</p> - -<p>The shell has an extremely peculiar quality, and with the proper degree -of heat can be fashioned into any desired form, which it retains on -cooling. All the chips, scraps, and filings that come from working the -shells are carefully saved, as they can be softened and pressed into -moulds of various shapes.</p> - -<p>When thickness is desired, two surfaces are roughened by rasping, and -the pieces are then plunged into boiling water, which liquefies the -superficial film, and transforms it into a sort of gluey paste, and when -the two pieces are pressed together—sometimes between hot irons—a -solid mass is obtained, without loss of the valuable qualities so much -esteemed. Many cheap compositions and a large amount of stained horn are -on the market, which are sold to the unwary as real tortoise-shell, but -the fraud is easily detected.</p> - -<p>The old Romans held the shell in high favor, and used it very freely to -veneer furniture, etc.; and the modern French and German craftsmen -decorate their buhl cabinets with it in connection with gold, silver, -and copper. To-day it is made into many articles of jewelry, chains, -sleeve-buttons, lorgnettes, combs, and other toilet articles. To-morrow -it may be out of fashion, and be laid away with camel's-hair shawls.</p> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<h2><a name="CAPTAIN_JACKS_CHRISTMAS_GIFT" id="CAPTAIN_JACKS_CHRISTMAS_GIFT">CAPTAIN JACK'S CHRISTMAS GIFT.</a></h2> - -<p>It was just in the holiday season when Bob and Tommie were delighted to -receive a visit from their old friend Captain Hawkins from the -sea-shore.</p> - -<p>"Just thought I'd run up to town for a few minutes," he said, as if it -were necessary for him to explain his presence in town. "You see, I've -got a few nevews an' several thousand gran'children what likes to hear -from me about Christmas-time, so I goes about Bemberton-by-the-Sea, and -all I can find in the shops down thereabouts is the same old things -they've had for the last forty year."</p> - -<p>"My! Captain Hawkins," said Bob. "Forty years? Are your nephews and -grandchildren as old as that?"</p> - -<p>"Well, pretty nearly," said the Captain, with an uneasy laugh. "Pretty -nearly; and when you get to be forty you get kind of tired o' tin pails -and wooden spades and little red jumpin'-jacks an' doll babbies and -lemon drops. You boys don't understand that, but wait till you get to be -forty year old, and see if I ain't tellin' you the solemnest kind o' -truth."</p> - -<p>"I guess you're right," said Bob. "I gave my daddy a fine old -Jack-in-the-box once, and he laughed like everything at first; but he -didn't play with it much, and finally it came back to me again. Pop's -pretty nearly forty."</p> - -<p>"Yes, an' I guess he laughed like sixty when he saw that Bob-in-a-box."</p> - -<p>"Jack-in-a-box," said Bob, with a smile.</p> - -<p>"All the same," retorted the old Captain. "Jack-in-a-box, -Tommie-in-a-box, or Bob-in-a-box! I never could see why they took the -trouble to specify, and if I'd ever have had any children o' my own the -Jack-in-a-box would ha' been named after 'em."</p> - -<p>"But, Captain, you were just speaking of your grandchildren," said -Tommie. "How can you have any grandchildren if you haven't had any -children?"</p> - -<p>"Oh, that's easy," replied the Captain. "I've adopted 'em. Whenever I -see boy or a girl that strikes me as being grand I adopt 'em and call -'em my grandchildren. I guess I've got most a million of 'em scattered -round."</p> - -<p>"And you've come up to get a million Christmas presents for 'em?" cried -Bob, in ecstasy.</p> - -<p>"Yep—only there ain't more'n ten of 'em," said the Captain, "that -expects anything. I'm goin' to spend ten cents apiece on 'em, but first -I've got to get the other eight."</p> - -<p>Bob looked at Tommie and Tommie looked at Bob. They were really puzzled -to think what the Captain could mean.</p> - -<p>"The other eight?" asked Bob.</p> - -<p>"Yes," said Hawkins. "You boys ain't the only grandchildren I've got. I -love you, but you ain't the only ones I love. There's at least eight -more. And what do you suppose I'm goin' to give you all for Christmas?"</p> - -<p>The boys gave it up.</p> - -<p>"Well," said the Captain, in a whisper, "as I was a-comin' up Broadway -a-lookin' into the windows, all of a sudden I see a hoss-car goin' along -without a hoss, and I says goodness gracious that's funny. A hoss-car -without a hoss, an' what was queerest of all, <i>no trolley</i>! Boys, it -scaret me. Me who was never scaret before was scaret then. So I says to -a policeman, 'Great scott! Mr. Constable, say, what makes that car go so -fast?' 'It's the cable,' says he. My goodness thinks I, I'm sorry for -the man that has to pull it, but I jumps aboard one of 'em, pays my five -cents, and I have the finest sail from Forty-second Street to the -Battery you ever see. No wind, no steam, nothin' in sight to move you, -but movin' just the same, just as if you was on a sled slidin' down a -hill. It <i>was fine</i>. Goin' around by Fourteenth Street you got lurched -like as if you was at sea, an' then with a clear track and no squalls we -just bounded down past Canal and Wall streets to Bowlin' Green, and back -as slick as anything. And I says to myself, Cap'n Hawkins you've struck -it. Don't give the boys no pails, no Jims-in-the-boxes, no spades, no -nothin', but get the whole ten of 'em together and give 'em a ride on -the cable-car whether you're sorry for the feller that pulls the rope or -not. So I'm goin' back to Bemberton for the other eight, and when you -boys are free I want you to join us for a sail from Central Park down -and back, eh?"</p> - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_239" id="Page_239">[Pg 239]</a></span></p> - -<h2><a name="VOLCANOES_THEIR_MODE_OF_ACTION_AND_ORIGIN" id="VOLCANOES_THEIR_MODE_OF_ACTION_AND_ORIGIN">VOLCANOES—THEIR MODE OF ACTION AND ORIGIN.</a></h2> - -<h3>BY NATHANIEL S. SHALER,</h3> - -<h4><span class="smcap">Professor of Geology at Harvard University</span>.</h4> - -<p>In endeavoring to set before the reader an account of volcanoes, I find -a difficulty arising from the fact that very few people have had a -chance to see these curious features in the machinery of the earth. In -the United States, except in the far-away island district of Alaska, -there is not one that has been seen by white men in a state of activity. -Many, it is true, exist in the Cordilleran district, between the -Canadian and Mexican line, but these are for the most part inaccessible, -or, if conveniently placed for the tourists' convenience, are not well -suited to show the most important facts of these structures. In writing -about the sea, rivers, mountains, glaciers, or any other class of -natural objects, our country affords admirable means of illustration, -which may serve to convey clear impressions; but the story of volcanoes -has to be told without this help.</p> - -<p>It is otherwise in the Old World. In Europe, Ætna and Vesuvius have had -their activity associated with that of the most cultivated people of the -world for about twenty-five centuries; and at many points, as in the -valley of the Po or in central France, there are groups of volcanoes -which are, though no longer active, in a very perfect state of -preservation, within sight of the ways which are traversed by all -sight-seeing travellers.</p> - -<p>Its convenient position, immediately neighboring to the most beautiful -scenery and the greatest treasures of antiquity, has made Vesuvius the -volcano of all others which people are likely to see. Probably a hundred -climb it for one who ascends any other cone. This is true of our own -countrymen who travel as well as those of Europe. This choice of -Vesuvius as the volcano of pilgrimage is fortunate, for the reason that -though by no means a great specimen of its kind, it is perhaps the most -useful to the student of all the thousands that have been examined and -described by observers of volcanic phenomena. Therefore, as we should -begin our inquiry by seeing what occurs in a volcanic outbreak, and the -consequences of these explosions, we will make our study on this -beautiful cone.</p> - -<p>It is characteristic of this most amiable of volcanoes that of late -years it has been in many frequent slight eruptions. The greater number -of craters lie sleeping for hundreds or perhaps thousands of years, -until they break forth with a fury that sends desolation to the country -for miles from the point where the discharge takes place. But Vesuvius, -which in its early years was given to furious storms, such as that which -overwhelmed Herculaneum and Pompeii eighteen centuries ago, has now -become so mild-mannered that men till their vineyards in a fearless way -on the slopes which lead up to the crater.</p> - -<p>It was my good fortune, about fifteen years ago, on one of several -visits to Vesuvius, to find it in an excellent state for an inquiry, -which showed me more of what goes on in an eruption, and led to a better -insight into the nature of the work than has often been seen by the -geologist. There was a slight eruption in progress during the night; -from the windows of my lodging in Naples I could see the successive -puffs of fire from the crater coming regularly, several each minute. On -the following morning there was a strong northerly wind blowing, which -made me hope it would be possible to approach the edge of the opening -without danger from the falling stones.</p> - -<p>Climbing the long way which leads from the railway station on the shores -of the bay, through the gardens, villages, and vineyards, I came at -length to the observatory which has been established on the border of -the area which is reasonably safe in times of trouble. Here I learned -that the instruments which show the tremblings of the earth, the small -earthquakes which are not perceived by our bodies, indicated that the -cone was in a state of constant trembling. The observers who watch this -apparatus thought it likely that some time during the day the cone would -be blown away in a violent eruption, such as now and then sends the -upper part of this and many other volcanoes flying into bits before the -fierce blast of the escaping vapors.</p> - -<p>My way lay across a wide field of lava and cinders to the place where -the steep slope of the upper cone rose to the level where the crater was -bombarding the sky with the rapidity of a well-served cannon. The climb -up this cone, composed of the bits of lava which had been blown into the -air and had fallen down again to the earth, was very laborious. The -slope was as steep as a house roof. It took three steps to gain each -foot in height. Now and then a stronger blast from the crater would -shake the heap, so that it was hard to keep the ground that had been -gained. It took a long hour to win the height of four or five hundred -feet.</p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> -<img src="images/ill_005.jpg" width="600" height="410" alt="" /> -<span class="caption">"CREEPING TO THE SHARP EDGE OF THE CRATER, I SAW INTO THE -VERY MOUTH OF THE VOLCANO."</span> -</div> - -<p>Creeping to the sharp edge of the crater, and peering cautiously into -the cavity, I saw into the very mouth of the volcano. The cup-shaped -depression was about three hundred feet in diameter, and perhaps half -that depth; it passed downward into a well-like pipe, perhaps sixty feet -across. The lower part of the pit was, even in the bright sunlight, -evidently red-hot. The sides of the pipe were white-hot. On this lower -part of the pit, which shone like the eye of a furnace, a mass of very -fluid lava was lashing up and down, now rising until it filled the -bottom of the basin with its fiery tide, again sinking until it was out -of sight.</p> - -<p>Each time the lava rose up into the basin it swelled quickly in its -middle part, and in the twinkling of an eye it was broken by an -explosion of such violence that a quantity of the fluid rock was tossed -in fragments high into the air. As this sped upward and downward, it had -a chance partly to cool, so that as it fell on the edge of the cone -opposite to where I was the roar of its striking was very suggestive of -what would happen if the wind should die away.</p> - -<p>Although the circumstances were such as made it hard to observe closely, -I had no difficulty in seeing that the vapor which blew out at each -explosion was steam. As it came forth, it was of the steel-blue color -which we see just where the steam comes from the safety-valve of a very -hot boiler. As it rose in the crater it soon became white, and as it -whirled around me it had the well-known odor of steam, mingled with that -of sulphur. In a word, it was evident that it was the vapor of water -which was the cause of the explosions.</p> - -<p>After I had watched this fascinating scene for about half an hour, with -much inconvenience from the heat of the earth and from the shaking of -the ground on which I lay, the explosions, which were at first at the -rate of three or four each minute, became more and more frequent and -violent, and the strong wind began to die away, so that a speedy retreat -was necessary to escape the bits of lava, which were now falling -heavily. Looking back from the base of the cone, I noted that the -explosions came faster and faster, so that it sounded as a continuous -roar. It was just as when a locomotive starts on its journey. At the -outset we can count the puffs; as the cylinders move faster and faster -the escape sounds perfectly continuous.</p> - -<p>From the base of the cinder cone there flowed out a small lava stream. -This lava was evidently full of steam, which poured forth from all parts -of the surface. This is seen in all eruptions. Clouds of steam hung over -the streams of lava. They are often visible ten miles or more away from -the current of molten rock. In a great eruption the steam given forth -from the crater often forms, as it condenses, into rains, that fall in -fearful torrents about the cone. It is evident, in a word, that the -explosions of volcanoes are formed by the escape of the vapor of water. -They are, indeed, like the explosions of boilers.</p> - -<p>The question now arises as to the way in which this steam gets into the -lava. This we can decide by a simple bit of study of the facts. Taking a -map which shows the positions of several hundred active volcanoes, we -find at once that they are all situated on the sea floor, from which -they rise to form islands on its surface; or, when they are on the -continents, they are never more than two hundred and fifty miles from -the ocean. This shows that the activity of a volcano is, in some way, -related to the sea-water. The only way in which we have been able to<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_240" id="Page_240">[Pg 240]</a></span> -reasonably conceive of the sea bringing about volcanic explosions will -now be described.</p> - -<p>On the sea floor there is a constant laying down of -sediments—limestones, sandstones, etc. We know by the parts of the old -sea floor that have been uplifted into dry lands that such beds have -been formed, to the thickness in all of one or two hundred thousand -feet. These beds are made of small bits of rocky matter and fragments of -dead animals and plants. These bits do not fit closely together, and the -interspaces are filled with sea water, so that as much as one-twelfth of -the rock is usually made up of the fluid in which it was formed. As the -ages go on, these beds, with the water which they hold, are buried -deeper and deeper by the newer rocks which are laid down upon them, -until it may be that they are thus brought to lie twenty miles or more -below the surface of the solid earth.</p> - -<p>Next let us see as to the heat to which these rocks, with their -imprisoned water, are exposed. We know, from a great number of studies -which have been made in mines that for each mile we go downward in the -earth there is an increase in heat, differing a good deal in different -places, but on the average amounting to about one hundred degrees. -Therefore, at the depth of twenty miles the imprisoned water would have -a temperature of about two thousand degrees. In other words, it would be -about as hot as the melted iron that comes from the blast-furnace. Thus -heated, the water of the tiny cells of the rock would tend to explode -with something like the intensity of gun-powder when it was fired; but -as it is sealed in by the great thickness of the rock above, it cannot -<i>burst</i> into vapor—just as in the steam-boiler the water stays as a -fluid even when it is heated twice as hot as it needs be to become steam -when it is not confined.</p> - -<p>Let us now suppose that a rift, or, as geologists call it, a fault, is -formed in the rocks leading from the surface downward to the level where -this very explosive water lies. We can readily fancy that at once the -fluid would flash into steam; and as this occurred in the myriads of -little cavities in the rocks, which were so heated that they tended to -become melted, great quantities of the beds would be forced along with -the escaping steam in the form of lava. We see also that this would -account for the fact that when the lava comes to the surface of the -earth it is commonly filled with steam. When it rises quickly to the -air, it is blown to fine dust by the expanding vapor; or if it does not -fly to pieces, the little bits of water expand into bubbles, forming -pumice or lava, so full of little cavities that it will float on the -water like cork.</p> - -<p>This view as to the origin of volcanoes, although it would not be -accepted by all the students of these strange features of the earth, -seems most probable, for the reason that it accounts for the fact that -all the seats of present volcanic activity are on the floor of the seas -or near their borders, and that the extinct volcanoes which we have had -a chance to study lost their activity at a time when, by the changes in -the shape of the land, the sea was moved away from the region where they -were found. We easily perceive that it is only where, as in the sea, -beds are being laid down, one on top of another, that the heat is rising -in the rocks, and the water in their crevices becoming hotter; beneath -the land the rocks are always becoming less heated, so that the water -which they contain is constantly cooling down.</p> - -<p>I have spoken of the water contained in the very heated rocks as if it -remained in the state of fluid. It is likely that, when in its very hot -state, it may be changed into its gases, oxygen and hydrogen, of which -it is composed, and that these gases would again become the vapor of -water as they rose toward the surface and were somewhat cooled. This and -other matters of chemical detail which go on in the wonderful laboratory -of the under-earth do not hinder our believing that volcanoes are due to -the escape of the water which is constantly being buried in the rocks as -they are built. So large is the amount of this water which lies thus -buried that probably it amounts to somewhere near as much as is held in -all the seas. Were it not for the return of the buried fluid through the -volcanoes, the oceans would doubtless be much smaller than they are. -They might, indeed, have long since disappeared in the crevices of the -earth.</p> - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_241" id="Page_241">[Pg 241]</a></span></p> - -<h2><a name="A_LOYAL_TRAITOR" id="A_LOYAL_TRAITOR">A LOYAL TRAITOR.</a></h2> - -<h4>A STORY OF THE WAR OF 1812 BETWEEN AMERICA AND ENGLAND.</h4> - -<h3>BY JAMES BARNES.</h3> - -<h3>CHAPTER XI.</h3> - -<h3>THE SWORD-FISH AND THE WHALE.</h3> - -<p>Now again we had changed our course, and were going before the wind -directly to the westward. The breeze was light, and better for a small -vessel than for a heavy, deep-laden man-of-war, and we might have run -away in safety if we chose. That something was up, however, that meant -adventure no one could help seeing.</p> - -<p>Orders were given, without any bawling or shouting, to get down the -top-gallant masts on deck. The crew worked like ants. (I loved them for -the way they went about it.) The yards were lowered to the deck as -quickly as if they were clothes-poles in a drying-yard. I had never seen -anything done so neatly and with such despatch. Our headway decreased, -of course, as we lost the use of our upper sails.</p> - -<p>Mr. Spencer, who was aloft, reported to the deck: "We're hidden now, -Captain Temple," he said. "She might pass within a quarter of a mile of -us and never see us."</p> - -<p>Purposely I had stepped close to him as he spoke to the Captain, and the -latter's reply was as astonishing to me as it apparently startled the -officer. Temple was eagerness in every line of his face. He struck his -right fist into the palm of his left.</p> - -<p>"The closer the better," he exclaimed. Then he turned. "What are the -soundings?" he inquired of the bow-legged man who had hastened up. (I -have forgotten to state that we had been heaving the lead for the last -half-hour.)</p> - -<p>"Six fathoms, sir, and shoaling; here it is, sir."</p> - -<p>"Prepare to lower away the long-boat, Mr. Bullard," the skipper ordered, -after a glance at the lead. "Mount the forward swivel in her, pick a -crew, take a boat's compass, and make off due west. Mr. Spencer, you -will take command of her. A word with you."</p> - -<p>Every one looked at the Captain in astonishment, but no one asked a -question or put in a word. As I was one of the crew of the long boat, I -helped to get her ready and swing her overboard. The swivel was lashed -on the forward gratings, and half a dozen muskets were handed down to -her, and we shoved off. Mr. Spencer was pale and nervous. As we left the -brig's side we saw that her helm had been put hard down, and that she -once more was headed north. There was just enough wind to move her -slowly through the water. In three minutes she was lost to sight.</p> - -<p>We had been resting on our oars, and now Mr. Spencer spoke for the first -time.</p> - -<p>"Make no noise," he said. "Pull slowly, straight ahead."</p> - -<p>We gave way, trying our best to silence the thumping in the row-locks. -So light was the breeze that we could have kept apace of a vessel's -sailing. For ten minutes we rowed on, and then we stopped again, and -Spencer spoke.'</p> - -<p>"Load that swivel and get ready with those muskets," he ordered.</p> - -<p>I heard him mutter something in which I caught the words "tomfoolery" -and "nonsense," and I looked back over my shoulder. A half-dozen -perplexed-looking marines were grouped in the bow, and three sailors -were ramming home a charge in the swivel.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_242" id="Page_242">[Pg 242]</a></span></p> - -<p>"Lads," said Mr. Spencer, "it's Captain Temple's orders to fire into -that frigate and get away, if we can. It all depends upon yourselves and -the way this boat is handled whether we are blown out of the water, or -cut to pieces, or escape with whole skins. I want no talking in the -boat."</p> - -<p>The man beside me on the thwart pulled his shirt over his head, and -several others did likewise. They sat there bare from the waist up, and -their torsos looked like those of the men in some of the old engravings -in the handsome books I had read at Marshwood.</p> - -<p>We were pulling slowly ahead now, and for fully a quarter of an hour we -rowed without a break. Then Mr. Spencer called for oars, and we drifted -a long time.</p> - -<p>"Listen!" said one of the men in the bow, suddenly. He was bending over, -with his hand making a hollow back of his ear. Half of the crew did -likewise. For a minute I could hear nothing. Then I detected a groaning -sound and a ripple of the water. It was the noise of a vessel's sailing.</p> - -<p>"I can see her, sir," the bowman said in a hoarse whisper. "She's not -five cable-lengths away."</p> - -<p>The Lieutenant rose to his feet, and I could see that his hand was -trembling as he fumbled in the breast of his jacket. He pulled a -boatswain's whistle out and put it to his lips. But before he blew he -spoke calmly.</p> - -<p>"Bring that gun to bear on her," he said.</p> - -<p>"Blow her out of water," spoke up the man beside me, with a chuckle.</p> - -<p>What utter foolishness it seemed to me even then (and of a truth it -probably was that anyhow) to attack a frigate in a long-boat armed with -six muskets and a broadside that you could carry in the crown of your -hat! But no one seemed to flinch.</p> - -<p>"Give way softly," whispered Mr. Spencer, taking the tiller himself from -the cockswain. Then, without warning, the silver pipe shrilled out, and -he bawled at the top of his voice, as if he were commanding a ship's -crew, instead of a handful of mystified seamen in a cockle-shell: "All -hands on deck there, and lively! There's a vessel here astern of us! -Port your helm!" He answered this order himself with an, "Ay, ay, sir," -and leaning forward shouted, "Fire!"</p> - -<p>Close to the water a great shape could be seen. The little gun -slap-banged, and almost jumped overboard with the recoil. The six -muskets rang; and, animated more by the gesture of Mr. Spencer's hand -than the word, we laid back on the oars. We took perhaps some forty -strokes or more, when the Lieutenant called for us to cease, with a -sound of a hiss betwixt his teeth. The huge shape was now astern of us -on the port hand close too. We had rowed across her bow! Now so tense -was every nerve, and at such a tension was my mind, that I remembered -everything I heard and saw so that I can repeat it to a dot.</p> - -<p>The shot and volley had been followed by a confused cry and a great -to-do from the direction of the frigate. Now we could hear a confused -jumble of accents, and above it the cries of a man's voice in agony, -"Oh, oh, I'm killed!" it said distinctly. Then a voice commanded -silence, and we could make out every word that passed.</p> - -<p>"Can you see anything ahead there, you men forward?" asked a voice so -close that it appeared to be directed towards us.</p> - -<p>"No, sir; not a thing, sir!" was the answer. If anything, it sounded -closer than the first.</p> - -<p>Then cool and distinct we caught the following orders, as we sat there -holding our breaths, and our hearts beating so loudly that we nearly -rocked the boat.</p> - -<p>"Ready about! Ready! Ready! Put your helm down, quartermaster."</p> - -<p>"Helm's alee, sir."</p> - -<p>"Haul taut! Mainsail, haul!" (An anxious waiting pause.) "Head braces! -Haul well taut! Let go, and haul!"</p> - -<p>So firmly were these words impressed upon me that I never had to learn -afterwards the orders for tacking ship.</p> - -<p>Now followed a rumbling sound and some shouts and orders, and then a -crash and an explosion that ripped the fog and cut great gashes of red -flame through the gray opaque wall.</p> - -<p>"Gee!" said the man next to me, with a shiver, "if that had caught us, -eh!"</p> - -<p>"Good-by, Mary Ann!" said the man in front, looking back over his -shoulder.</p> - -<p>Mr. Spencer was leaning forward. "They think we're off there," he -whispered, jerking his thumb over his shoulder. "Lads, you did well."</p> - -<p>Now all was silence again, and the frigate gathered headway to the -north. We staid where we were.</p> - -<p>But now, if I shall live to be a hundred, I can never get one sound from -my ears. To the eastward, and beyond the English vessel, sounded the -shrilling of a fife. The first bars of "Yankee Doodle" was the tune it -played. I almost leaped up to my feet, but the music was soon ended, for -a rattling swingeing crash followed a burst of blurred red flame. I -could smell the smoke from the frigate's broadside that reached us now. -But it was not she that spoke the second time.</p> - -<p>"Kill-Devil's got the weather-gauge of her, by Moses!" said the sailor -next to me, putting his arm about my neck and giving me a hug.</p> - -<p>"Silence in the boat there," ordered Mr. Spencer, angrily.</p> - -<p>A roaring crash and confusion of explosions followed. The men in the bow -began to laugh hysterically, and even Mr. Spencer joined them.</p> - -<p>"The <i>Young Eagle</i>'s got under her quarter. She'll rip her hide," he -laughed. "Hark! did you hear that? It's the long twelve. Don't cheer, -you fools!"</p> - -<p>It was well he had given this order, for the men were about to burst -into a shout. One of them dropped his oar, and was roundly reprimanded -for it. But now a multitude of sounds came from the direction of the -fighting-vessels. Groans and orders, cries and firing, and above them -all the comments from close about me, that in my ignorance I did not -exactly understand.</p> - -<p>"Old Johnny Bull's missed stays," roared Mr. Spencer, laughing. "It's -the sword-fish and the whale. Stab her again, Captain Temple, stab her -again!"</p> - -<p>A distinct broadside was heard, and then a cheer, followed by a confused -roaring, with high treble shrieks, like a countertenor's note in a -chorus.</p> - -<p>"Bleed, bleed, bleed," muttered the man next to me.</p> - -<p>"That was our cheer," gurgled the cockswain, sawing to and fro in his -narrow little box; but no sooner had he spoken than a crash louder and -brighter colored than any of the rest ripped out.</p> - -<p>"The frigate's broadside!" gasped Mr. Spencer.</p> - -<p>All was silence now.</p> - -<p>"Heaven help us, they've sunk her!" the Lieutenant said, hoarsely.</p> - -<p>No sound for full five minutes.</p> - -<p>Three or four shots now, and then silence again. It appeared to me that -the fog had lessened. A fine drizzle was falling; and we could see the -outlines of a vessel not a quarter of a mile away from us.</p> - -<p>"Pull for your lives!" cried Mr. Spencer. "Pull for your lives!"</p> - -<p>We gave way together, and the heavy boat was soon hitting up a good pace -and burying her nose as she rose and fell on the seas. The Lieutenant -took a glance at the small compass, and headed us toward the northwest.</p> - -<p>"We're close to Long Island," he said. "I can't make out the <i>Young -Eagle</i> at all. That ship's the Britisher."</p> - -<p>We had rowed but a few minutes longer when, as if by a miracle, the mist -cleared away and the sun shone out. Clear and distinct a big vessel lay -off to the eastward. The hated emblem of St. George flew at her peak.</p> - -<p>"I thought as much," remarked Mr. Spencer to the cockswain. "She's -grounded on the sand bank. That's what Temple counted on."</p> - -<p>But hurrah! to the windward of the British vessel was a sight that gave -us joy. There was the <i>Young Eagle</i>, eating up into the wind, with her -jib-boom hanging, and one of her yards aslant. Somehow Temple had found -time to get up his top-gallant masts again, for they were both in place. -But now those on board the frigate had espied us; that was plain enough. -She was not so large a vessel as<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_243" id="Page_243">[Pg 243]</a></span> she had first seemed, being of the -smaller class, carrying probably not over thirty-two guns at the most. -She was badly cut up from the effects of her encounter with the brig, -however. Her foretopmast was gone, her mainyard was over the side, and -all her running-gear in great confusion. If Captain Temple had been an -officer of the regular navy he might have deserved cashiering for such a -foolhardy bit of business as attacking a powerful vessel when he might -have escaped. He was the only one on board the privateer, however, who -had reckoned her at less than forty-four guns, and besides this, after -his glance at the lead he knew where he was, and could have pricked his -position to a certainty on the map. I know that now.</p> - -<p>As Mr. Spencer had said, he surely must have counted on the proximity of -the sand bar. If the frigate had been taking careful soundings, she -would never have got on to it.</p> - -<p>The fresh wind that had spoiled the fog was coming from the northward (I -can recall no day in my seafaring life when it blew from so many -different points as it had in the last ten hours). But I am wandering -from the recital of what occurred, and now to pick it up again.</p> - -<p>As I have stated, the frigate had seen us, and proof positive was not -wanting, for a puff of smoke from one of the guns of her forward -division leaped from her side, and the ball came spattering along toward -us.</p> - -<p>"Oh, shoot the shot!" laughed one of the bowmen. We were missed by fully -a cable's length.</p> - -<p>But the wind was against us, and with a good light to observe our -progress I noticed that we were making slow headway. The long-boat was -intended to be rowed by six oars of a side. Now, owing to the extra men -that we carried, there was only room for ten men to do the pulling; and -by some mistake the oars that we were wielding were not all of the same -length, some of the cutter's having been put in by mistake. The weight -of the swivel caused us to be well down by the head, moreover, and the -cockswain had to mind his eye to keep headed straight. All idea, of -course, of our getting back to the brig that day at least was done for, -and to save ourselves we were making for the shore of Long Island, -distant about three miles. But we were not out of range of the guns on -the frigate, and consequently we were yet in danger.</p> - -<p>"Come aft here, you men in the bow!" ordered Mr. Spencer. "She'll row -better. Here, stir a foot!"</p> - -<p>He looked back, and just as he did so there came another puff of smoke. -I saw the ball smash into the top of a wave, strike the water again, and -then, slightly deflected, it came right for us. I saw this first, and -backed water, giving a shout of fear. The men in the bow gave a leap -forward and tumbled in among us, sprawling over our heads and shoulders, -and bruising shins and elbows.</p> - -<p>If the shot had struck four inches lower we would have been sunk then -and there. It caught the gunwale forward, just abreast of the grating on -which the swivel was lashed. The poor fellow pulling the bow oar on that -side gave a shriek and dropped his oar, clasping both hands about his -head. I looked back and saw the blood trickling over his shoulders and -through his fingers. A splinter had almost scalped him. We yawed about -and shipped the top of a sea, and it looked like the end of matters, for -we were out away to within eight inches of the water, and the bow badly -stove and broken.</p> - -<p>"Cast loose that gun and heave it overboard, two of you," roared Mr. -Spencer. "The rest all aft. No! Steady! Debrin, you and Jones keep your -place, and pull, do ye hear, pull."</p> - -<p>I laid back with all my might, and so did the man next to me. The brave -lad in the bow had recovered from the shock of his flesh-wound, and with -another fellow cast off the lashings of the swivel and dumped it over -the side. I can never forget the sight of that gory man working there -with his broad naked back red from his head to his waist. As soon as it -was finished he tumbled weakly across the thwart. The men in the -stern-sheets were baling with their hands, and one was using Mr. -Spencer's cocked hat with great effect, while Jones and I were giving -way at top strength and keeping with a great effort the seas from -broaching us. As the weight was now in the stern, we could ride, bar -accidents, in half safety. And the oars were taken up again. The bowman -bent over and tied up his wounded comrade's head with his neckerchief, -and for this the other thanked him as he might for some slight courtesy. -But a new terror threatened us.</p> - -<p>Two successive shots that had been fired at us during the confusion went -wide, but now we saw that they were lowering away a great barge over the -Englishman's side, and that the men were sliding down into her.</p> - -<p>"Heigh! Look there! The <i>Young Eagle</i>'s coming down to pick us up, -lads," cried Mr. Spencer, turning about in response to a touch on his -elbow from the cockswain. "Pull now, and get down to it!"</p> - -<p>He headed the long-boat more to the westward, and we could see that the -<i>Young Eagle</i> had repaired some of her damage, and had tacked in the -direction we were going. She would have passed almost within range of -the frigate, but all at once the latter vessel gained sternway (her -top-sails had been aback for some few minutes), and she worked off the -bar. Our hopes of rescue fell. Turning on her heel, she made out to meet -our brig. Now we perceived that the frigate's sides were gashed, and two -or three of her ports astern had been knocked into one big opening. But -the barge was after us! Every man rowing in our boat could count her -strokes. There was no use of making light of it! She was gaining at -every jump, lifting high above the top of a sea, and now and again -almost disappearing.</p> - -<p>There were twelve good men behind those long white sweeps, and they -rowed a light boat with speed in her. We were making for the shore now, -and grunting with the weight we put into every backward swing. Mr. -Spencer was talking to us after the fashion of a cockswain to a racing -crew, calling out continually:</p> - -<p>"Lift her, boys! That's the ticket! Pull altogether," and so forth.</p> - -<p>My mouth grew so dry that I could not swallow, and I could feel my head -roll backward and forward. Presently I began to row with my eyes shut, -for it seemed an effort to keep my lids from falling. One of the men in -the stern began to spatter us with water to refresh us, for the sun was -blistering hot by this time. The Lieutenant stopped his cackling.</p> - -<p>The stroke oars were being helped at their work by two men pushing as -the rowers pulled. I caught a dim sight of this, and wished that some -one could lay hold of my sweep with me, for my forearms pained, and I -felt gone in the pit of my stomach. How long we rowed that way I do not -know, but suddenly I was awakened, as it were, by hearing Mr. Spencer -say:</p> - -<p>"Lads, you have held your own. Keep at it!" Then in a lower tone he -added, "Get ready with those muskets."</p> - -<p>This speech had called me to my senses, and it was almost with a shock -of surprise that I found myself keeping up the stroke. My eyes had been -closed so long that the light dazzled me, and at first I could see -nothing, but I felt better than I had before I closed them. And now to -say something that is of interest. A refreshment often comes to a man -whose muscles have apparently expended all their strength, and thus it -was with me. I was working on my heart and nerves alone, on the very -life of me, as it were, and to keep this up too long means ruin; that is -its limitation. When my eyes could focus, what little breath I had -almost checked.</p> - -<p>There was the English barge <i>not three hundred yards astern</i>! A -despairing look behind me, and I saw that the shore was yet a half-mile -off. The sea was breaking in little rolls of white on every hand, and we -were in shoal water that had a peculiar yellowish look. I noticed Mr. -Spencer kicking off his boots.</p> - -<p>I closed my eyes again, for the sweat stung them, and I felt a blackness -coming over me. But just then the crack of a musket sounded in front of -me. It was followed by another, and a little action began, for the -English boat was answering. I was wide-awake once more now, but in a -dream apparently. The marines would stand up and fire, and then squat -down and load again. I could hear the English bullets sing past.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_244" id="Page_244">[Pg 244]</a></span></p> - -<p>"Ouch!" exclaimed the cockswain, all at once, as if he had dropped -something on his toe.</p> - -<p>A ball had struck him on the fleshy part of the thigh, and he sat there -rubbing it and talking in such a comical way that the man on the thwart -next to me laughed outright in a hoarse, jarring fashion.</p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> -<img src="images/ill_006.jpg" width="600" height="474" alt="" /> -<span class="caption">A BREAKING WAVE CATCHING US UNDER THE QUARTER WE ROLLED -OVER FAIRLY.</span> -</div> - -<p>We were in the surf by this time, and the British barge was -half-pistol-shot away, when No. 5 on the starboard hand fell over in a -faint; the cockswain got another ball, this time in the wrist, that -caused him to let go the tiller, and a breaking wave catching us under -the quarter, we rolled over fairly end for end with a clatter. When I -came up, there was a tremendous seething and bubbling in my ears, and -putting out my arm I managed to catch hold of the tiller-hooks of the -overturned boat, and hung on with all my might.</p> - -<p>"Help me!" cried a voice. I looked about, and saw the wounded seaman -weakly swimming alongside. I extended my hand to him, and observed that -eight or ten others were holding fast with straining fingers to the -long-boat.</p> - -<p>The English barge was backing in carefully and with skill. We were not a -cable's length from shore, and making for it hand over hand, swimming -with the ease of a porpoise, was Mr. Spencer. I knew it was he by the -gleam of gold lace on his high collar. But the seaman had grasped me so -tightly that I lost my hold, and there came to me the sense that I was -drowning, and did not care at all.</p> - -<h4>[<span class="smcap">to be continued</span>.]</h4> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<h2><a name="A_FAIRY_FETE" id="A_FAIRY_FETE">A FAIRY FÊTE.</a></h2> - -<h3>BY EMMA J. GRAY.</h3> - -<p>"I'm to be a fairy god-mother to-night," were Mabel's words, as, sitting -in the large Indian chair, her eyes glistened with anticipation.</p> - -<p>"What will you wear?"</p> - -<p>"Oh, one of Millie's old costumes. You may remember that three years ago -she took part in the fairies' dream!"</p> - -<p>"Yes, I remember."</p> - -<p>"Well, by a little alteration the same frock and wings will do for me."</p> - -<p>"Are you to have anything to say?"</p> - -<p>"I'm to have everything to say. And I'm to wear a crown with a big star -in the centre," and up went her hand to indicate the place. "And my -wings are showered with diamond dust, and my dress—oh-h, it dazzles my -eyes under gas-light! You ought to see the silver spangles!"</p> - -<p>"What's the entertainment for, Mabel?"</p> - -<p>"Oh, just to amuse people. It is to be given in Mrs. R's—— parlor. Lots -of folks will be there. It will be simply gorgeous! You know it's the -fad now to have a magician or something to entertain one's friends, and -I'm to be sacrificed to-night."</p> - -<p>And then up the merry girl jumped to practise a violin solo.</p> - -<p>Every reader of <span class="smcap">Harper's Round Table</span> is familiar with the tales of Hans -Andersen and the Brothers Grimm, but it is possible that every one does -not appreciate what delightful entertainment they would make. Therefore -when Ralph and Margaret wonder what their league could give to replenish -the treasury, select an appropriate fairy-tale, and while your committee -are making the business arrangements, the persons who are to take part -should be busy with rehearsals, so that when the night of entertainment -arrives, and the house is packed to overflowing, no one will be covered -with shame and confusion of face.</p> - -<p>Among many wonderful tales worthy of particular mention is "Little Ida's -Flowers," because it is capable of charming representation and -necessitates many characters. It may be given at any time of the year.</p> - -<h4><i>Characters:</i></h4> - -<div class="center"> -<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary=""> -<tr><td align="left"><span class="smcap">Little Ida</span>, <i>a short girl</i>.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><span class="smcap">Student</span>, <i>a tall boy</i>.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><span class="smcap">First Fairy</span>.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><span class="smcap">Second Fairy</span>.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><span class="smcap">Privy Councillor</span>, <i>a boy representing a middle-aged man</i>.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><span class="smcap">The Reader</span>, <i>a girl</i>.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><span class="smcap">Yellow Lily</span>, <i>a girl</i>.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><span class="smcap">Blue Crocus</span>, <i>a boy</i>.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><span class="smcap">Flowers</span>, <i>girls and boys</i>.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><span class="smcap">Butterflies</span>, <i>girls and boys</i>.</td></tr> -</table></div> - -<p><span class="smcap">Scene First</span>.—A library, showing a table, lamp, easy-chairs, sofa, one -very high chair representing a throne. Ida, costumed as a little girl, -walks toward the Student, who is seated on the sofa, and holds towards -him a bunch of flowers.</p> - -<div class="figleft" style="width: 331px;"> -<img src="images/ill_007.jpg" width="331" height="400" alt="" /> -</div> - -<p><i>Ida</i>. "My poor flowers are quite dead. They were so pretty yesterday, -and now all the leaves are withered. Why do the flowers look so faded -to-day?"</p> - -<p><i>Student</i>. "Do you know what's the matter? The flowers have been at a -ball last night, and that's why they hang their heads."</p> - -<p><i>Ida</i>. "But flowers cannot dance!"</p> - -<p><i>Student</i>. "Oh yes! When it grows dark and we are asleep they jump about -merrily. Almost every night they have a ball."</p> - -<p><i>Ida</i>. "Can children go to this ball?"</p> - -<p><i>Student</i>. "Yes, quite little daisies and lilies-of-the-valley."</p> - -<p><i>Ida</i>. "Where do the beautiful flowers dance?"</p> - -<p><i>Student</i>. "Have you not often been outside of the town gate, by the -great castle where the King lives in summer, and where the beautiful -garden is with all the flowers? You have seen the swans which swim up to -you when you want to give them bread crumbs. There are capital balls -there, believe me!"</p> - -<p><i>Ida</i>. "I was out there in the garden yesterday with my<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_245" id="Page_245">[Pg 245]</a></span> mother, but all -the leaves were off the trees, and there was not one flower left. Where -are they?"</p> - -<p><i>Student</i>. "They are within the castle. As soon as the King and all the -court go to town, the flowers run out of the garden into the castle and -are merry. You should see that. The two most beautiful roses seat -themselves on the throne, and then they are King and Queen; all the red -coxcombs arrange themselves on either side, and stand and bow; they are -the chamberlains. Then all the pretty flowers come, and there is a great -ball. The blue violets represent little naval cadets; they dance with -hyacinths and crocuses, which they call young ladies; the tulips and the -great tiger-lilies are old ladies who keep watch that the dancing is -well done and everything goes on with propriety."</p> - -<p>No sooner is this last word uttered than a sound of music is heard. -Enter two Fairies, who stand one on either side of little Ida, and -waving their wands over her, sing:</p> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 18em;">"Oh, listen, listen! your eyes shall glisten</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 18em;">With pleasure and love and jubilee."</span><br /> -</p> - -<p><i>First Fairy</i>. "She looks surprised."</p> - -<p><i>Second Fairy</i>. "She has dropped her flowers."</p> - -<p><i>First Fairy</i>. "She would better sit down."</p> - -<p><i>Second Fairy</i>. "Follow me."</p> - -<p>Whereupon Ida follows the Second Fairy's lead, who waves her to a seat -by the Student's side, and immediately the fairies walk to the opposite -end of the room. As they walk gay music is heard louder and yet louder, -and in run the Flowers, as the Student has described, the two most -beautiful roses seating themselves on the tall chair which represents -the throne.</p> - -<p>This scene will allow for a large number of girls and boys, and each -should be costumed so that no one can make mistake as to what flower -they are exhibiting. When all are in the room dancing begins, and -continues for half an hour; as the Flowers retire they make obeisance to -the King and Queen. And all having now gone but the Fairies, the King -asks the First Fairy to dance with him, and the Queen the Second Fairy -to dance with her, and after a short dance they also retire, and Ida and -the Student are again alone.</p> - -<p><i>Ida</i>. "But is nobody there who hurts the flowers for dancing in the -King's castle?"</p> - -<p><i>Student</i>. "There is nobody who really knows about it."</p> - -<p><i>Ida</i>. "Can the flowers out of the botanical garden get there? Can they -go a long distance?"</p> - -<p><i>Student</i>. "Yes, certainly. If they like they can fly. Have you not seen -the beautiful butterflies—red, yellow, and white? They almost look like -flowers, and that is what they have been."</p> - -<div class="figright" style="width: 240px;"> -<img src="images/ill_008.jpg" width="240" height="400" alt="" /> -</div> - -<p>Once again gay music is heard, and in come the fairies dancing, followed -by a train of dancing butterflies, costumed in red, yellow, and white. -After dancing for ten minutes the butterflies retire, and the fairies -wave their wands to Ida and the Student, and sing,</p> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 18em;">"We be fairies of the wood,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 18em;">And spend our time, on doing good."</span><br /> -</p> - -<p>Then they immediately touch their wands to the floor, and the First -Fairy draws a ring at the feet of Ida, and the Second Fairy at the feet -of the Student, and then they retire.</p> - -<p><i>Ida</i>. "How can one flower talk to another? For you know flowers cannot -speak."</p> - -<p><i>Student</i>. "That they cannot, certainly; but then they can make signs. -Have you not noticed that when the wind blows a little the flowers nod -at one another, and move all their green leaves? They can understand -that just as well as we when we speak together."</p> - -<p><i>Ida</i>. "That is funny." And she laughs.</p> - -<p>Enter the Privy Councillor, who has come to pay a visit, and sits down -on the sofa by the Student's side.</p> - -<p><i>Privy Councillor</i>. "How can any one put such notions into a child's -head? They are stupid fancies!"</p> - -<p><i>Ida</i>. "What the Student told about the flowers seemed very droll." And -picking up her nosegay, which had been scattered over the floor, she -looks tenderly on it while saying, "The flowers are tired because they -have danced all night." And then walking to a table on which stands a -doll's bed, she lays them in and puts the coverlet over them. The whole -evening through she can not help but think of what the Student has told -her.</p> - -<p><span class="smcap">Scene Second</span>.—Ida's bedroom. Ida in bed. The night-lamp burning on the -table.</p> - -<p><i>Ida</i>. "I wonder if my flowers are still lying in the doll's bed? How I -should like to know!" She raises herself a little, and looks at the -door, which stands ajar. Within lie the flowers. Ida puts her head down -on her pillow.</p> - -<div class="figright" style="width: 358px;"> -<img src="images/ill_009.jpg" width="358" height="400" alt="" /> -</div> - -<p>Enter two Fairies. They walk directly to her bed, and stand one on -either side of Ida's head, slowly waving their wands over her. Piano -music is softly played, and Ida goes to sleep.</p> - -<p>An unseen person now reads the following dream, which may be acted as -far as is deemed advisable:</p> - -<p>"Ida listened, and then it seemed to her as if she heard some one -playing in the next room. Now all the flowers are certainly dancing in -there! 'Oh, how glad I should be to see it!' But she dared not get up.</p> - -<p>"'If they would only come in,' thought she. But the flowers did not -come, and the music continued to play beautifully. Then she could not -bear it any longer, for it<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_246" id="Page_246">[Pg 246]</a></span> was too pretty. She crept out of her little -bed, and went quietly to the door and looked into the room. Oh, how -splendid it was!</p> - -<p>"There was no night-lamp burning, but still it was quite light; the moon -shone through the window in the middle of the floor. All the hyacinths -and tulips stood in two long rows. On the floor all the flowers were -dancing very gracefully round one another, making perfect turns, and -holding one another by the long green leaves as they swung round. But at -the piano sat a great yellow lily, which little Ida had certainly seen -in summer, for she remembered its manners in playing, sometimes holding -its long yellow face to one side, sometimes to the other, and nodding in -tune to the music. (Enter a tall girl, representing a yellow lily.)</p> - -<p>"No one noticed little Ida. Then she saw a great blue crocus hop into -the middle of the table where the doll's bed stood. (Enter a boy, -costumed to represent a blue crocus.)</p> - -<p>"There lay the sick flowers, but they got up directly and nodded to the -others to say that they wanted to dance too.</p> - -<p>"Then it seemed as if something fell down from the table. Ida looked -that way. It was the birch rod which was jumping down! And a wax doll, -with just such a broad hat as the Councillor wore, sat upon it. The -birch rod hopped about among the flowers, for it was dancing the -mazourka; and the other flowers could not manage that dance because they -were too light and unable to stamp like that.</p> - -<p>"The wax doll on the birch rod all at once became quite great and long, -and said: 'How can one put such things in a child's head? Those are -stupid fancies.' And then the wax doll was exactly like the Councillor -in the broad hat, and looked just as yellow and cross as he. But the -flowers hit him, and then he shrank up again and became quite a little -wax doll. That was very amusing to see, and Ida could not restrain her -laughter. The birch rod went on dancing, and the Councillor was obliged -to dance too; it was no use, he might make himself great and long, or -remain the little yellow wax doll with the big black hat. Then the other -flowers put in a good word for him, and the birch rod gave over.</p> - -<p>"Then the door opened and a great number of splendid flowers came -dancing in. (Enter roses of all sorts and Butterflies, dancing.)</p> - -<p>"Ida could not imagine whence they had come; these must certainly be all -the flowers from the King's castle. First of all came two glorious -roses, and they had little gold crowns on; they were a King and a Queen. -Then came the prettiest coronations, and they bowed in all directions. -Great poppies and peonies blew upon pea-pods till they were quite red in -the face. The blue hyacinths and the little white snowdrops rang just as -if they had bells. All danced together, and all the flowers kissed one -another. It was beautiful to look at.</p> - -<p>"At last the flowers wished one another good-night."</p> - -<p>No sooner is good-night uttered than the Fairies motion to the flowers -to keep perfectly still, and point their wands at Ida.</p> - -<p><i>First Fairy</i>. "She sleeps, her breathings are not heard."</p> - -<p><i>Second Fairy</i>. "Her fragrant tresses are not stirred."</p> - -<p><i>First Fairy</i>. "Hasten hither, King and Queen."</p> - -<p><i>Second Fairy</i>. "Roses, sweet that we employ."</p> - -<p>And immediately the quartette step to the front of the stage and sing a -good-night song.</p> - -<p>At the close of which all dance—even Ida, who wakens by the jollity.</p> - -<p>Exeunt.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<h3>A GOOD TIMEPIECE.</h3> - -<p>Here is a fish story, for the truth of which we cannot vouch, but which -all fishermen young or old will enjoy. It comes from an English journal, -the Northampton <i>Daily Reporter</i>.</p> - -<p>Last spring, while a party of tourists were fishing "up North," a -well-known lawyer lost his gold watch from the boat in which he was -sitting. Last week he made another visit to the lakes, and during the -first day's sport caught an eight-pound trout. His astonishment can be -imagined, when he found his watch lodged in the throat of the trout. The -watch was running, and the time correct. It being a "stem-winder," the -supposition is that in masticating his food the fish wound up the watch -daily.</p> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<h2><a name="THE_NEW_YEAR" id="THE_NEW_YEAR">THE NEW YEAR.</a></h2> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 19em;">The clock struck twelve in the tall church tower,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 20em;">And the old year slipped away,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 19em;">To be lost in the crowd of phantom years</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 20em;">In the House of Dreams that stay</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 24em;">All wrapped in their cloaks of gray.</span><br /> -<br /> -<span style="margin-left: 19em;">Then swift and sweet o'er the door's worn sill</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 20em;">Came the youngest child of Time,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 19em;">With a gay little bow and a merry laugh,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 20em;">And a voice like bells achime,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Challenging frost and rime.</span><br /> -<br /> -<span style="margin-left: 19em;">He found there was plenty for him to do,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 20em;">The strong and the weak were here,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 19em;">And both held out their hands to him</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 20em;">And gave him greetings dear,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 24em;">The beautiful young new year.</span><br /> -<br /> -<span style="margin-left: 19em;">"You must bring us better days," they said,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 20em;">"The old year was a cheat."</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 19em;">Which I think was mean when the year was dead;</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 20em;">Such fate do dead years meet,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 24em;">To be spurned by scornful feet!</span><br /> -<br /> -<span style="margin-left: 19em;">"I bring you the best a year can bring,"</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 20em;">The new-comer stoutly spake,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 19em;">"The chance of work, the gift of trust,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 20em;">And the bread of love to break,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 24em;">If but my gifts you'll take!"</span><br /> -<br /> -<span style="margin-left: 19em;">The noblest thing a year can lay</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 20em;">In the lap of you or me,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 19em;">The brave new year has brought this day,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 20em;">It is Opportunity,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Which the wise are quick to see.</span><br /> -<br /> -<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Margaret E. Sangster</span>.</span><br /> -</p> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<h2><a name="SAVING_A_TORPEDO-BOAT" id="SAVING_A_TORPEDO-BOAT">SAVING A TORPEDO-BOAT.</a></h2> - -<h3>ONE OF THE OLD SAILOR'S YARNS.</h3> - -<h3>BY W. J. HENDERSON.</h3> - -<p>It was a day of southwesterly weather, one of those days on which shower -follows shower across the murky and writhing sky, and the air feels like -water atomized. The boys had grown tired of sitting in the house, and -having donned oil-skins and rubber boots, they had gone down to the pier -in hope of seeing some interesting sight at sea. They found the Old -Sailor in his favorite position, and sat down beside him. He too was -clad in oil-skins, and was shaking his head in solemn discontent because -he could not get a good view of the ocean. The sea-water was quite cold -and the rain was much warmer; consequently the surface of the great deep -was covered with a wavering veil of light gray mist, through which the -eye could not penetrate more than two hundred and fifty yards.</p> - -<p>A few minutes after the boys sat down another thunder-storm broke, and -rain fell in torrents. The lightning flashed fiercely and the thunder -bellowed mightily. Suddenly, in the very height of the tumult, out of -the curtain of the gray mist came a wild, unearthly shriek, rising in<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_247" id="Page_247">[Pg 247]</a></span> -pitch and intensity each second. The boys started to their feet, pale to -the lips, and gazing at the Old Sailor with appealing eyes. The next -instant a long, low, lean, olive-colored hull shot out of the mist. From -two funnels, one forward and one aft, great streamers of oily black -smoke went swirling away over the stern, while under the bows a snowy -jet of gleaming spray spurted high along the craft's sides. From her -crouching stern the water sprang outward and upward in a boiling wave, -lashed into silver and emerald by the whizzing screws. She shot past the -end of the pier, not a hundred yards away, with her whistle shrieking -wildly as she went. The boys had barely time to catch the outline of her -and to see the crouching figure of the seaman who tried to peer into the -mist ahead of her, before she had hissed out of sight, and left only the -troubled wake to tell the story of her passage.</p> - -<p>"What was that?" gasped Henry, when he could catch his breath.</p> - -<p>"That, my son," said the Old Sailor, solemnly, "were the United States -torpedo-boat <i>Cushing</i>, bound fur Sandy Hook, an' no time to spare."</p> - -<p>"But I should think she'd be in danger of running into some vessel."</p> - -<p>"Oh, they can stop her an' back her in twice her own length," said the -Old Sailor.</p> - -<p>"But why does she go so fast?" asked George. "Do they wish to get out of -the rain?"</p> - -<p>"No, I reckon they ain't afraid o' rain," said the Old Sailor, with a -grave sidewise movement of his head. "But mebbe she are in the same fix -as the torpedo-boat <i>Hop-lo</i> were at the battle o' Yalu, w'ich the same -I were her bosun's mate, an' also, moreover, kep' her from sinkin'."</p> - -<p>"Oh, tell us about that!" exclaimed George.</p> - -<p>"W'ich are the werry identical thing wot I'm agoin' fur to come fur to -do. It so happened as how I were in Hong-kong w'en that misfortinate -disagreeability atwixt China and Japan come to a head. Pussonally I -'ain't never had no werry high respeck fur a Chinaman, but w'en I -l'arned as how my friend Li Hung-Chang were a-offerin' double wages an' -double prize-money fur American sailors to ship in the Chinese navy, -w'y, sez I to myself, sez I, 'Ef I don't get killed, a Chinaman's money -are as good as a Jap's, an' there's twicet as much on 't; an' ef I do -get killed, w'y, I reckon as how I won't be no deader under one flag -than under t'other.' An' with that I ups an' I ships. An' they orders me -to a bloomin' torpedo-boat.</p> - -<p>"I won't say as the <i>Hop-lo</i> weren't a werry good boat, though she'd -orter been called the Hop-hi, seein' as she were a thirty-knot boat, one -o' the best ever built by old Thorneycroft in England. She looked a good -deal like this 'ere <i>Cushing</i> wot jes scooted past, 'ceptin' as how she -were higher in the bows an' used to get more down by the stern w'en she -were goin' fast, w'ich the same it were owin' to that I saved her. As I -said afore, it were at the battle o' Yalu wot it happened. I ain't -agoin' far to make no circumstigious attempt fur to tell the story o' -that battle; 'cos w'y, w'en you're into a battle you don't know nothin' -'bout it. All I knowed was that the torpedo-boats in gineral was -a-cruisin' around outside o' the battle-ships, like so many porpoises in -the wake o' whales. The Admiral, w'ich the same I could see him without -glasses, were a-prancin' around on one leg an' sendin' up signals every -minute. Waal, the fight was on putty soon, an' ye couldn't see a thing -'ceptin' smoke. The noise o' them big guns was enough to skeer ye blue, -but that are not wot I started out fur to tell ye. We got orders fur to -launch a torpedo at one o' the Japanese battle-ships, an' we went an' -done it. Wot that there torpedo hit I never rightly knowed—but it -didn't hit that battle-ship. But she hit us with one o' her five-inch -guns right under the starboard bow an' blowed a bloomin' big hole below -our water-line.</p> - -<div class="figright" style="width: 295px;"> -<img src="images/ill_010.jpg" width="295" height="400" alt="" /> -<span class="caption">"WEI! WEI! WE GO DLOWNEE NOW ALLEE SAMEE STONEE!"</span> -</div> - -<p>"'Wei! Wei!' yells the Cap'n, a pug-faced Chinaman with one eye. 'We go -dlownee now allee samee stonee! Wei! Wei!'</p> - -<p>"An' with that the hull crew took to catterwaulin' an' squealin' like a -lot o' pigs at feedin'-time.</p> - -<p>"'Avast there, ye leather-faced slobs!' sez I to them, sez I. 'Run the -bloomin' boat on the beach!'</p> - -<p>"'Melican man biggee foolee!' screamed the Cap'n. 'Beachee allee samee -twently mile.'</p> - -<p>"'Waal, go ahead, anyhow!' sez I to he, sez I, 'an' don't be layin' -still here. They'll shoot your bloomin' boat full o' holes an' make a -marine sponge out o' her,' sez I, jes like that, him bein' Cap'n with -epaulets on, an' me a bosun's mate with nothin' finer 'n a quid o' -'baccy. Werry good. I rings the bell myself an' the engineer starts her -ahead full speed. It weren't two minutes afore we was out o' the wust o' -the fight, but them there Chinks was still scared blue. Nex' minute they -was scared bluer than ever, fur up comes a feller yellin' like a Bowery -boy at a four-story fire:</p> - -<p>"'We sinkee! Sinkee!'</p> - -<p>"'Wei! Wei!' screamed the Cap'n; 'we sinkee; allee samee sharkee eat us! -Wei! Wei!'</p> - -<p>"'Shut up, ye doughnut-headed son of a sea-cook!' sez I to he, sez I. -'What makes ye think we'll sink?'</p> - -<p>"'Watee comee in chop-chop; allee samee whole ocean come! Welly bad! -U-u-u-gh!'</p> - -<p>"'Wei! Wei!' begin the Cap'n agin, jumpin' up an' down like he thought -he was a jig-dancer in a variety show.</p> - -<p>"'Stow yer jaw-tackle there, ye moon-eyed monkey!' sez I, to he, sez I, -me havin' lost my respeck for him, though he were a Cap'n an' wore a -sword, w'ich the same it didn't cut no ice. 'Man the pumps, ye batherin' -screechers!'</p> - -<p>"Waal, o' course that weren't edzackly the right kind o' order to give; -'cos w'y, she were a modern torpedo-boat an' her pumps was run by steam; -but anyhow it started 'em goin'. Chunk-chunk! chunk-chunk! chunk-chunk! -they pounded along fur a little while, and then one on 'em stopped all -on a suddent, with a big crack.</p> - -<p>"'Wei! Wei!' squeals the Cap'n.</p> - -<p>"'Shut up, ye molasses-colored parrot!' sez I to he, sez I, 'or I'll -stick ye into one o' yer own torpedo-tubes an' pull the string.'</p> - -<p>"'Melican man welly wicked,' he muttered, as he walked forward.</p> - -<p>"'Wot are the matter below there?' sez I.</p> - -<p>"'Pumpee brokee!' hollered the engineer.</p> - -<p>"'Both on 'em?'</p> - -<p>"'No, only onee. He heap much brokee. No go any moree.'</p> - -<p>"'Keep the other one at it,' sez I.</p> - -<p>"Then I goes down below myself fur to see where the bloomin' trouble -were. Waal, it were not no cheerin' sight wot I seed down there. The -water sartainly were a-pourin' into the blessed old pot at a werry -discouragin' gait, and the one pump were not able for to gain any ground -on it. So sez I to myself, sez I, 'I got to git this 'ere water out o' -her somehow, or else I'm agoin' to git more water 'n I want myself.' So -sez I, 'How are I going fur to persuade this 'ere water fur to run out -o' this 'ere weasel?' An' the werry minute I sez it, I seed how 'twere -to be done. I jumps on deck an' I sings out fur the crew o' the -three-pounder rapid-fire gun.</p> - -<p>"'Stan' by here, ye clay-colored scaramouches, an' git the gun below!'</p> - -<p>"'Wei! Wei!' begins the Cap'n, and with that I ups an' grabs him by the -pigtail. I hauled him forrad an' I made him fast by that pigtail to the -ring o' the starboard anchor.</p> - -<p>"'Now,' sez I, 'ye howlin' son o' darkness, if I hear another sound out -o' ye, I'll heave to an' let go the anchor.'</p> - -<p>"'Melican man welly wicked,' he moaned.</p> - -<p>"I got the gun down into the hold of her, an' I run it away aft. Then I -loaded it an' p'inted it at the lowest part of her starn. The haythen -set up a werry commojious amount o' weepin' an' whoopin' w'en they seed -wot I were a-doin'; 'cos w'y, they thort it would make two holes an' -sink the boat jes that much faster. But I pulled the trigger an' blowed -a bloomin' big hole into her starn right alongside o' the rudder-post -an' underwater. The water did come in right off, an' the Chinks broke -fur the deck an' commenced to cast off the boat falls. I stood at the -door o' the fire-room, an' sez I to the engineers an' firemen, sez I:</p> - -<p>"'Turn her up to her hottest gait, an' mind that I'll shoot the first -man that leaves his post.'</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_248" id="Page_248">[Pg 248]</a></span></p> - -<p>"W'ich the same I would 'a' done it; 'cos w'y, they might as well 'a' -ben shot as drownded.</p> - -<p>"'Now, ye gallopin' haythen,' sez I to they, sez I, 'shovel coal fur yer -lives. Hop, now, hop! Fill the furnaces full; put a ton o' lead on the -safety-valve; turn on the forced draught, an' turn up the screws till -they make the water hot astarn on us.'</p> - -<p>"Waal, my sons, ye never in all yer born days seed any such hustlin'. It -warn't fifteen minutes afore they had the furnaces red-hot, an' the -screws was agoin' round at the rate o' a hundred an' thirty-seven turns -a minute. It took the wessel a little while to git agoin', but in ten -minutes she were a-vibratin' like a fiddle-string, so that she jes -actooally hummed like one. An' go! Waal, ye 'ain't never seed nothin' -like it in water. W'y, the waves goin' past her looked like the tracks -o' one o' Farmer Hulick's harrows. Then my scheme beginned fur to work. -I told ye that the <i>Hop-lo</i> always went down by the starn when she got -to goin' fast, didn't I?"</p> - -<p>"Yes," answered both boys.</p> - -<p>"Waal, that were what I were countin' on partly—that an' her speed. The -water inside o' her commenced fur to run out o' the hole wot I'd blowed -in her starn. More come in the hole forrad an' flowed aft, so w'en she -got to goin' at a twenty-five-knot gait, wot come in forrad couldn't -stop; but jes ran right through her an' out the hole in the starn. The -faster she went the faster the water went through her, but it couldn't -stop inside, an' so it didn't get no deeper. Say, ye ort to seed the -faces o' them Chinamen w'en they seed how my scheme were a-workin'! W'y, -them fellers mos' killed theirselves a-heavin' coal on an' keepin' her -goin' faster an' faster. The Cap'll he come down below, looked at the -water a-runnin' through her, an' sez he to me, sez he,</p> - -<p>"'Melican man biggee head.'</p> - -<p>"'Werry good,' sez I to he, sez I; 'but wot I want o' you is silence, -an' that o' the werry quietest sort.'</p> - -<p>"'Allee lightee,' sez he.</p> - -<p>"'Now,' sez I, 'you stay down here an' keep these bloomin' engineers an' -firemen at work, an' I'll go an' do the navigatin'.'</p> - -<p>"So I left him there, an' I went up an' headed the boat fur the port o' -Yu-hi, where I knowed there were a ship-yard an' we could git hauled out -an' repaired. An' in an hour the bloomin' harbor were right over our -bow. An' now I were puzzled agin; 'cos w'y, ef I stopped her she'd sink, -an' ef I run her onto the beach the way she were agoin', I'd smash her -all to splinters no bigger'n rope-yarns. While I were a-walkin' around -on the deck an' a-worryin', I tuk a look ahead through the marine-glass, -an' blow me fur a pickled oyster ef I didn't see the werry way out o' my -trouble."</p> - -<p>"What was it?" asked Henry, excitedly.</p> - -<p>"A marine railway wot they hauls out wessels on fur to repair 'em. There -wasn't nothin' on to it, an' there was the rails runnin' with a nice -slant right down into the water. Waal, I headed her right fur it, an' I -opened up the whistle an' let out a yell that would wake the town. -People came out runnin' like they was crazy, an' wavin' their hands fur -me to stop her; but I didn't pay no 'tention. I hadn't time fur to stop. -I put my head down the hatchway an' yelled,</p> - -<p>"'All hands on deck!'</p> - -<p>"Up come the blatherin' chinks a-fallin' all over each other, an' w'en -they seed how we was headin', they squealed dreadful.</p> - -<p>"'Wei! Wei!' sez the Cap'n.</p> - -<p>"An' bein' tired o' that, I jes ketched him by the pigtail an' swung him -overboard an' let him swim ashore. The next minute we struck the marine -railway head on, going square atween the rails, jes as I counted to do. -An' o' course we skated our whole length right up the tracks.</p> - -<p>"'Over all hands?' I yelled.</p> - -<p>"The Chinamen came to life an' seemed to understan', fur over they went, -an' had chocks under her quicker'n ye could say 'ahoy'; an' there she -were, comf'able an' snug as an old woman in bed, with all the water run -out o' her, an' nothin' to do but to plug up the holes an' get to sea -agin. But d'ye s'pose them bloomin' beggars was grateful to me, fur wot -I done fur 'em? Not a bit. They court-martialled me fur firin' on my own -wessel."</p> - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_249" id="Page_249">[Pg 249]</a></span></p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"><a name="INTERSCHOLASTIC_SPORT" id="INTERSCHOLASTIC_SPORT"></a> -<img src="images/ill_011.jpg" width="600" height="127" alt="INTERSCHOLASTIC SPORT" /> -</div> - -<p>The All-Boston Interscholastic Football Team for 1896 is as follows:</p> - -<div class="center"> -<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary=""> -<tr><td align="left"><span class="smcap">J. W. Hallowell</span>, <i>Hopkinson's</i></td><td align="right">end.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><span class="smcap">F. Gillispee</span>, <i>Brookline High</i></td><td align="right">tackle.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><span class="smcap">F. W. Lowe</span>, <i>Boston Latin</i></td><td align="right">guard.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><span class="smcap">F. R. Hutchins</span>, <i>Brookline High</i></td><td align="right">centre.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><span class="smcap">O. Talbot</span>, <i>Brookline High</i></td><td align="right">guard.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><span class="smcap">W. D. Eaton</span>, <i>English High</i></td><td align="right">tackle.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><span class="smcap">E. W. Manahan</span>, <i>English High</i></td><td align="right">end.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><span class="smcap">G. A. Sawin</span>, <i>Cambridge Manual</i></td><td align="right">quarter-back.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><span class="smcap">W. B. Boyce</span>, <i>Brookline High</i></td><td align="right">half-back.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><span class="smcap">Cato Thompson</span>, <i>Cambridge Manual</i></td><td align="right">half-back.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><span class="smcap">A. Stillman</span>, <i>Hopkinson's</i></td><td align="right">full-back.</td></tr> -</table></div> - -<div class="figleft" style="width: 141px;"> -<img src="images/ill_012.jpg" width="141" height="350" alt="" /> -<span class="caption">E. W. MANAHAN, End.</span> -</div> - -<div class="figright" style="width: 179px;"> -<img src="images/ill_013.jpg" width="179" height="350" alt="" /> -<span class="caption">F. W. LOWE, Guard.</span> -</div> - -<p style="clear:both;"> </p> - -<div class="figleft" style="width: 196px;"> -<img src="images/ill_014.jpg" width="196" height="350" alt="" /> -<span class="caption">W. B. BOYCE, Half-back.</span> -</div> - -<div class="figright" style="width: 174px;"> -<img src="images/ill_015.jpg" width="174" height="350" alt="" /> -<span class="caption">F. GILLESPIE, Tackle.</span> -</div> - -<p style="clear:both;"> </p> - -<div class="figleft" style="width: 137px;"> -<img src="images/ill_016.jpg" width="137" height="350" alt="" /> -<span class="caption">OLIN TALBOT, Guard.</span> -</div> - -<div class="figright" style="width: 155px;"> -<img src="images/ill_017.jpg" width="155" height="350" alt="" /> -<span class="caption">G. A. SAWIN, Quarter-back and Captain.</span> -</div> - -<p style="clear:both;"> </p> - -<div class="figleft" style="width: 158px;"> -<img src="images/ill_018.jpg" width="158" height="350" alt="" /> -<span class="caption">W. D. EATON, Tackle.</span> -</div> - -<div class="figright" style="width: 155px;"> -<img src="images/ill_019.jpg" width="155" height="350" alt="" /> -<span class="caption">J. W. HALLOWELL, End.</span> -</div> - -<p style="clear:both;"> </p> - -<div class="figleft" style="width: 235px;"> -<img src="images/ill_020.jpg" width="235" height="350" alt="" /> -<span class="caption">A. STILLMAN, Full-back.</span> -</div> - -<div class="figright" style="width: 145px;"> -<img src="images/ill_021.jpg" width="145" height="350" alt="" /> -<span class="caption">C. M. THOMPSON, Half-back.</span> -</div> - -<p style="clear:both;"> </p> - -<div class="figleft" style="width: 142px;"> -<img src="images/ill_022.jpg" width="142" height="350" alt="" /> -<span class="caption">F. R. HUTCHINS, Centre.</span> -</div> - -<p>The substitutes are W. Murphy, English High, end; C. W. Jaynes, -Hopkinson's, tackle; C. Shea, Hopkinson's, guard; R. Hazen, Cambridge -Manual, centre; E. F. Sherlock, English High, quarter-back; G. L. -Huntress, Hopkinson's, half-back; T. F. Teevens, Boston Latin, -full-back.</p> - -<p>In picking a representative All-Boston Team the first consideration -given to the individual has been his ability to play his position as -near perfection as it is proper to expect. The player who has displayed -the most talent in this direction has earned the title to become a -member of this team. To reach a standard above the average an All-Boston -player must necessarily have the essential qualities that define a -football expert—namely, courage, pluck, reliance, and a true conception -of collective strength.</p> - -<p>For quarter-back, that most important position so difficult to fill -satisfactorily, there is only one choice, and that is George A. Sawin, -of Cambridge Manual. He has exemplified the execution of accurate -passing and the propagation of complicated trick plays, born of natural -aptitude and experience. Cambridge Manual was reputed to have the most -intricate formation plays of any team in the league, and their ultimate -successful completion depended entirely on Sawin's steadiness. That he -never slipped up was proved by the prosperity that attended the team. -Sawin's station on the defence is directly behind the centre, where he -can close up holes at either side of the pivot of the line. As a tackler -his real value is felt, for he backs up the line and makes it -impregnable. Sawin has done all the punting for his team, and whenever a -kick was wanted he exchanged places with a half-back to receive the -ball. His long punts were constantly commented on, and no one in the -league excelled him.</p> - -<p>The command of the team should also be assumed by Sawin, not alone -because of his point of vantage in the field, but for his excellence as -a strategist, and as a leader who inspires confidence in his players, -and exacts their respect.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_250" id="Page_250">[Pg 250]</a></span></p> - -<p>The centre of the line can well be taken care of by Hutchins of -Brookline, who, for a centre, has been unusually active throughout the -season. He has outclassed every centre that faced him, though outweighed -in many cases. His football personality lies in his strength to make a -pathway for a rusher and his conspicuousness in tackling back of the -line.</p> - -<p>No one guard has given evidence of having star abilities, and there are -several ranking on about the same plane. Talbot of Brookline High, who -was substitute on last year's All-Boston team, is inferior to nobody -now, and easily takes a permanent place. He has had excellent coaching -from an old Harvard guard all the season, and it is no wonder that he -exhibits all the capabilities of a finished guardsman. For the other -guard the competition is much closer, but should go to Captain Fred -Lowe, of Boston Latin, who has had three years' experience, and in that -time has always stood at the front.</p> - -<p>There is no disputing the fact that the tackle positions belong to Eaton -of English High and Gillispee of Brookline High. Eaton was a member of -the All-Boston team a year ago as guard, but exigencies arising, he was -moved to tackle, and his all-round proclivities cropped out there, where -he has played the same aggressive, straight-forward game that -characterized him in '95. As a rushing linesman he can claim superiority -over any man who stood on the scholastic gridiron this fall.</p> - -<p>Gillispee of Brookline High has proved his worth as a tackle as the -season advanced. He has earned his position by hard, untiring effort, -and in every game he has been prominent in smashing interference and -making his position invulnerable.</p> - -<p>With Hallowell, of Hopkinson's, and Manahan on the ends, the team would -have an almost perfect line. Hallowell occupied a similar position last -year, and has sustained his reputation this season. He was the most -difficult end in the league to circle, for he can wade through the most -compact interference and nail the runner.</p> - -<p>Manahan has played tackle all the year, but this was because he found a -better end player than a tackle. His position is end, where he -demonstrated last season his talents, and where he should have been this -fall. As it was, he played an excellent game at tackle, although -generally handicapped by the weight of his opponent. The players in this -team to whom the burden of rushing the ball would fall are Cato -Thompson, Cambridge Manual, Walter B. Boyce, Brookline, and A. Stillman, -Hopkinson's.</p> - -<p>Thompson and Boyce, the half-backs, are good at line-breaking or end -plays. The former is especially clever at sprinting around the -extremities of the line, and has exceptional speed. Boyce is the best -individual back in the association, and his bucking the line has been -Brookline's chief mode of gaining ground. Both players are fine -defensive workers, and would aid Sawin on the line. Stillman gets placed -not so much for his rushing game as his fearless punting. He can always -be relied upon to follow his interference closely, and goes into a hole -like a shot. Teevens of Boston Latin pushes Stillman for the position, -as he is the surer at gaining through the line.</p> - -<p>The following tables complete the records of the New York, Connecticut, -and Cook County football leagues:</p> - -<h4>N.Y.I.S.A.A. FOOTBALL CHAMPIONSHIP.</h4> - -<div class="center"> -<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" summary=""> -<tr><td align="left">SECTION I.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"> </td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"></td><td align="center">Games</td><td align="center">Games</td><td align="center">Games</td><td align="center">Points</td><td align="right">Points</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"></td><td align="center">won.</td><td align="center">lost.</td><td align="center">tied.</td><td align="center">won.</td><td align="right">lost.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">De La Salle</td><td align="right">2</td><td align="right">1</td><td align="right">1</td><td align="right">26</td><td align="right">16</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Berkeley</td><td align="right">1</td><td align="right">1</td><td align="right">1</td><td align="right">30</td><td align="right">14</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Barnard</td><td align="right">1</td><td align="right">2</td><td align="right">0</td><td align="right">12</td><td align="right">32</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"> </td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">SECTION II.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"> </td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Trinity</td><td align="right">2</td><td align="right">0</td><td align="right">0</td><td align="right">50</td><td align="right">0</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Dwight</td><td align="right">1<a name="FNanchor_1_1" id="FNanchor_1_1"></a><a href="#Footnote_1_1" class="fnanchor">[1]</a></td><td align="right">2</td><td align="right">0</td><td align="right">8</td><td align="right">42</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Cutler</td><td align="right">1</td><td align="right">2</td><td align="right">0</td><td align="right">10</td><td align="right">8</td></tr> -</table></div> - -<h4>FINAL CHAMPIONSHIP GAME.</h4> - -<div class="center"> -<table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" summary=""> -<tr><td align="left">De La Salle</td><td align="right">2</td><td align="left">Trinity</td><td align="right">0</td></tr> -</table></div> - -<h4>SCORES OF GAMES PLAYED.</h4> - -<div class="center"> -<table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" summary=""> -<tr><td align="left">De La Salle</td><td align="right">4</td><td align="left">Barnard</td><td align="right">6</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">De La Salle</td><td align="right">6</td><td align="left">Berkeley</td><td align="right">6</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">De La Salle</td><td align="right">6</td><td align="left">Berkeley</td><td align="right">0</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">De La Salle</td><td align="right">10</td><td align="left">Barnard</td><td align="right">4<a name="FNanchor_2_2" id="FNanchor_2_2"></a><a href="#Footnote_2_2" class="fnanchor">[2]</a></td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">De La Salle</td><td align="right">2</td><td align="left">Trinity</td><td align="right">0</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Trinity</td><td align="right">32</td><td align="left">Dwight</td><td align="right">0</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Trinity</td><td align="right">18</td><td align="left">Cutler</td><td align="right">0</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Berkeley</td><td align="right">24</td><td align="left">Barnard</td><td align="right">2</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Cutler</td><td align="right">10</td><td align="left">Dwight</td><td align="right">8</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Cutler</td><td align="right">0</td><td align="left">Dwight</td><td align="right">6<a name="FNanchor_3_3" id="FNanchor_3_3"></a><a href="#Footnote_3_3" class="fnanchor">[3]</a></td></tr> -</table></div> - -<h4>COOK COUNTY FOOTBALL LEAGUE.</h4> - -<div class="center"> -<table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" summary=""> -<tr><td align="right"></td><td align="right"></td><td align="right">T</td></tr> -<tr><td align="right"></td><td align="right"></td><td align="right">o</td></tr> -<tr><td align="right"></td><td align="right"></td><td align="right">u</td></tr> -<tr><td align="right"></td><td align="right">G</td><td align="right">c</td></tr> -<tr><td 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align="right">B</td></tr> -<tr><td align="right"></td><td align="right">T</td><td align="right">i</td><td align="right">y</td><td align="right"></td><td align="right">P</td></tr> -<tr><td align="right"></td><td align="right">o</td><td align="right">l</td><td align="right"></td><td align="right">P</td><td align="right">o</td><td align="right"></td><td align="right">G</td></tr> -<tr><td align="right"></td><td align="right">u</td><td align="right">i</td><td align="right">O</td><td align="right">o</td><td align="right">i</td><td align="right">G</td><td align="right">a</td></tr> -<tr><td align="right"></td><td align="right">c</td><td align="right">n</td><td align="right">p</td><td align="right">i</td><td align="right">n</td><td align="right">a</td><td align="right">m</td></tr> -<tr><td align="right"></td><td align="right">h</td><td align="right">g</td><td align="right">p</td><td align="right">n</td><td align="right">t</td><td align="right">m</td><td align="right">e</td></tr> -<tr><td align="right"></td><td align="right">-</td><td align="right"></td><td align="right">o</td><td align="right">t</td><td align="right">s</td><td align="right">e</td><td align="right">s</td></tr> -<tr><td align="right"></td><td align="right">d</td><td align="right">G</td><td align="right">n</td><td align="right">s</td><td align="right"></td><td align="right">s</td></tr> -<tr><td align="right"></td><td align="right">o</td><td align="right">o</td><td align="right">e</td><td align="right"></td><td align="right">l</td><td align="right"></td><td align="right">l</td></tr> -<tr><td align="right"></td><td align="right">w</td><td align="right">a</td><td align="right">n</td><td align="right">W</td><td align="right">o</td><td align="right">w</td><td align="right">o</td></tr> -<tr><td align="right"></td><td align="right">n</td><td align="right">l</td><td align="right">t</td><td align="right">o</td><td align="right">s</td><td align="right">o</td><td align="right">s</td></tr> -<tr><td align="right"></td><td align="right">s</td><td align="right">s</td><td align="right">s</td><td align="right">n</td><td align="right">t</td><td align="right">n</td><td align="right">t</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Englewood</td><td align="right">12</td><td align="right">3</td><td align="right">..</td><td align="right">118</td><td align="right">12</td><td align="right">9</td><td align="right">0</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Hyde Park</td><td align="right">14</td><td align="right">11</td><td align="right">..</td><td align="right">128</td><td align="right">54</td><td align="right">8</td><td align="right">1</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Lake View</td><td align="right">11</td><td align="right">4</td><td align="right">..</td><td align="right">40</td><td align="right">16</td><td align="right">6</td><td align="right">2</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Evanston</td><td align="right">11</td><td align="right">4</td><td align="right">..</td><td align="right">82</td><td align="right">50</td><td align="right">5</td><td align="right">3</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">North Division</td><td align="right">17</td><td align="right">6</td><td align="right">..</td><td align="right">126</td><td align="right">72</td><td align="right">5</td><td align="right">4</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">English High</td><td align="right">3</td><td align="right">1</td><td align="right">..</td><td align="right">22</td><td align="right">24</td><td align="right">4</td><td align="right">5</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Northwest Division</td><td align="right">3</td><td align="right">1</td><td align="right">..</td><td align="right">22</td><td align="right">86</td><td align="right">3</td><td align="right">6</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Manual-Training</td><td align="right">1</td><td align="right">1</td><td align="right">..</td><td align="right">10</td><td align="right">78</td><td align="right">2</td><td align="right">7</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Oak Park</td><td align="right">6</td><td align="right">3</td><td align="right">..</td><td align="right">48</td><td align="right">142</td><td align="right">1</td><td align="right">8</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">West Division</td><td align="right">0</td><td align="right">2</td><td align="right">..</td><td align="right">8</td><td align="right">84</td><td align="right">1</td><td align="right">8</td></tr> -</table></div> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_251" id="Page_251">[Pg 251]</a></span></p> - -<h3>CONNECTICUT I.S.F.B.A.</h3> - -<h4>NORTHERN DIVISION.</h4> - -<div class="center"> -<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary=""> -<tr><td align="left">October 31—New Britain H.-S., 42; Hartford H.-S., 6.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">November 7—New Britain H.-S., 50; Norwich<a name="FNanchor_4_4" id="FNanchor_4_4"></a><a href="#Footnote_4_4" class="fnanchor">[4]</a> F. A., 0.</td></tr> -</table></div> - -<h4>SOUTHERN DIVISION.</h4> - -<div class="center"> -<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary=""> -<tr><td align="left">October 31—Meriden H.-S., 54; Hillhouse H.-S., 12.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">October 31—Bridgeport H.-S., 12; Waterbury H.-S., 8.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">November 7—Meriden H.-S., 20; Bridgeport H.-S., 12.</td></tr> -</table></div> - -<h4>CHAMPIONSHIP GAME.</h4> - -<div class="center"> -<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary=""> -<tr><td align="left">November 14—New Britain H.-S., 30; Meriden H.-S., 6.</td></tr> -</table></div> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> -<img src="images/ill_023.jpg" width="600" height="338" alt="" /> -<span class="caption">TRINITY SCHOOL FOOTBALL TEAM, OF NEW YORK.</span> -</div> - -<p>The Trinity School Football Team this year was the strongest that that -school has ever put into the field; and although it did not win the New -York championship, it made an enviable record for itself during the -season. Thirteen games in all were played as follows:</p> - -<div class="center"> -<table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" summary=""> -<tr><td align="left">Trinity</td><td align="right">10</td><td align="left">Yonkers High-School</td><td align="right">0</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Trinity</td><td align="right">28</td><td align="left">St. Austin's School</td><td align="right">0</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Trinity</td><td align="right">4</td><td align="left">Montclair High-School</td><td align="right">2</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Trinity</td><td align="right">44</td><td align="left">Packard Business College</td><td align="right">4</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Trinity</td><td align="right">0</td><td align="left">St. Paul's School</td><td align="right">30</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Trinity</td><td align="right">6</td><td align="left">Rutger Prep. School</td><td align="right">0</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Trinity</td><td align="right">10</td><td align="left">Staten Island C. C., 2d team</td><td align="right">6</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Trinity</td><td align="right">0</td><td align="left">Princeton Prep. School</td><td align="right">10</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Trinity</td><td align="right">*32</td><td align="left">Dwight School</td><td align="right">0</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Trinity</td><td align="right">*18</td><td align="left">Cutler School</td><td align="right">0</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Trinity</td><td align="right">*0</td><td align="left">De La Salle School</td><td align="right">2</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Trinity</td><td align="right">10</td><td align="left">Columbia Freshmen</td><td align="right">0</td></tr> -</table></div> - -<p>The contests marked with a star were games played in the New York -Interscholastic championship series.</p> - -<p>For the first time in several years the Trinity players this season had -a regular coach, to whom much of the credit of their success is due. The -'95 team knew nothing of systematic interference, whereas this year's -eleven was well trained in that branch of the sport, and developed a -special strength on end plays. Only four of the '95 team returned to -school this fall. These were Page, centre; Brown, left guard; Stromeyer, -left half-back, and O'Rourke, full-back. Page and Brown were moved to -tackles, and proved efficient in those positions.</p> - -<p>On looking over the new material at the beginning of the season Captain -O'Rourke found that he had an abundance of men capable of playing end -and back, but there were not many heavy players for the centre of the -line. Consequently in the early games Trinity's opponents made most of -their advances through the centre; but this weakness was finally -remedied, and the eleven developed a strong defence. With the experience -acquired this season next year's eleven should prove particularly -strong.</p> - -<p>With the great development of football among all the schools, it has now -come to be an important matter with the colleges to keep track of the -scholastic players, and to depend upon them for material for the -university elevens. In connection with this it is interesting to look -over a list of the graduating football-players which has been recently -compiled.</p> - -<p>Beginning with the New York League we find that of the seven members of -the Berkeley team who graduate next spring, Bien, Gilson, and Rice will -go to Yale, Walker and Hasbrouck will go to Columbia, Wiley will enter -Princeton, and Pell will not go to college at all. From the Cutler team -Yale will get Kimball, Kip, and Lee, Harvard will get Hoffman and Sands, -and McElroy will go to Columbia. Columbia will get four men from -Drisler's eleven—Agate, Ballin, Furnald, and Wolff. Columbia also gets -Brooks from Hamilton Institute; and from the same school Carey will go -to Princeton, and Foster to Technology, Boston. Of the Dwight -football-players, Bogart, Cameron, McCord, and Vinton go to Yale, Adler -to Pennsylvania, Slawson to Princeton, and Eickemeyer to Columbia. From -the champion team of De La Salle only two go to college—Tilford to -Yale, and Bennett to Manhattan College.</p> - -<p>Not so many men go to college from the Long Island League. Pratt -Institute will send Bowie and Warner to Cornell, and Nevins to Columbia. -Brooklyn Latin will send three men to Harvard—Lawrence, E. Motley, and -J. L. Motley; Auchincloss, Brown, and Hoppin will go to Yale. From the -championship team of St. Paul's, Garden City, Loraine, Symonds, and -White will enter Harvard; and Cluett will go to Yale.</p> - -<p>The Connecticut League will naturally send more football-players to Yale -than to any other college. From Hotchkiss School six men will go down to -New Haven—Hixon, Hoysradt, Montague, Noyes, Reynolds, and Savage. Two -of the substitutes of the team, Coy, also a tennis-player, and -Robertson, will likewise go to Yale. Fincke, football man and tennis -champion, will go to Harvard. From the Hartford High-School Wood goes to -Cornell; and Cutter, Gibb, Hanford, and Lockwood go to Yale. From -Meriden Hubbard will go to Yale, and also possibly Gibson and Lane; -Collins will enter Tufts College. From the champion New Britain team -Yale will get Buckley, Corbin, and Flannery.</p> - -<p>From other schools not in any of the large interscholastic leagues the -larger colleges will also get a number of good men. From Andover, Yale -will get Holladay, Swift, Wheeler, and White, and also one or more -substitutes. Exeter will probably send three players to Harvard. From -Lawrenceville, Cadwalader, Dudley, and Richards go to Yale; Loy and -Mattis to Princeton. From the football team of St. Paul's, Concord, -Henderson and Hollingsworth will enter Harvard; Vredenburg will go to -Princeton; and Yale will get Campbell, Phipps, and Richardson, besides -three or four substitutes of the team. Groton will send six -football-players to Yale—Allen, Gillett, Smith, Strong, Twichell, and -Whaples. Sturtevant will go to Trinity.</p> - -<p>From St. Mark's, Southboro', Harvard will receive Wittemore; Technology -of Boston will get Adams; while Hare and Nash will go to Yale. -Westminster School will probably send six of the players of its team to -Yale—Fabbri, Knapp, McLean, Nisbet, Scott, and Wells. From the Hill -School only two of the first football team graduate—Keifer, who will go -to Yale, and Fincke, who is undecided. Taft's School will send seven of -its football men to New Haven—Bell, Barnett, Lear, Merriman, Townshend, -Welch, and White.</p> - -<h4>"FOOTBALL FACTS AND FIGURES."—<span class="smcap">By Walter Camp.—Post 8vo, Paper, 75 -Cents</span>.</h4> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">The Graduate</span>.</span><br /> -</p> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<h2>ADVERTISEMENTS.</h2> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 224px;"> -<img src="images/ill_024.jpg" width="224" height="400" alt="ROYAL BAKING POWDER" /> -</div> - -<p class="center">If you wish</p> - -<p class="center">the lightest,</p> - -<p class="center">sweetest, finest</p> - -<p class="center">cake, biscuit and bread,</p> - -<h2>ROYAL</h2> - -<h3>BAKING POWDER</h3> - -<p class="center">is indispensable</p> - -<p class="center">in their preparation.</p> - -<h4>ROYAL BAKING POWDER CO., NEW YORK.</h4> - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_252" id="Page_252">[Pg 252]</a></span></p> - -<h2><a name="QUESTIONS_FOR_YOUNG_MEN" id="QUESTIONS_FOR_YOUNG_MEN">QUESTIONS FOR YOUNG MEN.</a></h2> - -<h3>ON DRESS.</h3> - -<p>There is a certain professor in a certain university of the United -States who once, at the beginning of one of his lectures on fine arts, -got on the subject of the kind of pins worn in the neck-ties of young -college men. He was a good lecturer, and was always interesting, but -this lecture was the most interesting of his course to the three hundred -boys who heard him, and the whole hour was spent on neck-tie pins, their -use and misuse, and what they suggested. The gist of what he said was -that there was no more reason why a boy should wear a horseshoe with a -whip across it all in gold than that houses should have sieves for -roofs. And that as it was extremely foolish to put a big sieve on your -house for a roof, so it was quite as foolish to wear horseshoes on your -neck-ties. The principle of this is that you should have a reason in -what you wear as well as in other things, and that senseless -decorations, like horseshoes on neck-ties or neck-ties on horseshoes, -are silly and unbecoming to a self-respecting person. This particular -example was only one to illustrate a principle, which is that nothing -unusual, queer, out of the ordinary, is in itself a good thing; that, in -fact, most things that are queer and out of the ordinary are likely, in -the question of dress, to be in bad taste. A man's dress ought to be -quiet, but it <i>must</i> be clean and well taken care of in every instance. -The best dressed man is the man who, in whatever company he finds -himself, is inconspicuous; who, you realize in an indefinite way, is -well appointed, though you cannot well tell why. If you appear at a -dinner in overalls, people say you are badly dressed, and they would -repeat that wise observation if you went out in the field in a -swallow-tail-coat. In the same way a man who has a flaring neck-tie or a -purple handkerchief, or very long coat or very short trousers, is at -once conspicuous, and therefore badly dressed.</p> - -<p>This is not a question which involves the expenditure of money. A young -man's clothing may be worn threadbare, but it can always be clean, and -it costs no more to buy a quiet-colored cloth than to buy a big check of -black and green or brown and yellow. If you study the matter a little -you will find that you can tell the general character of any person by -his clothes. Some men are sure to always wear slouchy clothes, -half-soiled linen, a bright green neck-tie; others wear highly colored -waistcoats; others again are always in the height of fashion—that is, a -little in the extreme year after year; and still others make a point of -being badly dressed and out of the prevalent style to show that they are -not swayed by such silly laws as style. It is easy enough to place all -these men in their proper places. And then, finally, you see some young -chap whose clothes are clean, who is neither out of the style of the day -nor in the height of it, whose clothes may be showing distinct signs of -wear, but who seems to fit them pretty well, and to be noticeable in no -particular way so far as they are concerned, and in all probability you -put him down, if you think of the matter at all, as a man of -common-sense, of decency, of self-respect, and good manners.</p> - -<p>Then, again, some men sit in their shirt sleeves at home. There is no -reason for this. It is merely a queer idea that you are more comfortable -in that style of dress. But such men do not realize that their sisters, -wives, mothers, naturally lose some of their respect for them, and that -they unconsciously lose a good deal of respect for themselves. Certainly -these sisters and wives and mothers are the girls and women we think -most of, and why do we treat them with a disrespect that we would never -think of subjecting strangers to in our own or in their homes? That -disrespect to them is a boomerang, a reflector on us ourselves. If you -dress quietly and decently and as well as you can, if you keep yourself -and your clothes clean, you are more likely to keep morally clean, to -think and act in a dignified way, and to treat others with proper -respect. Of course there are great men who are slovenly, but they are -never great because they are slovenly, and it would not dull their -greatness if they kept themselves clean and orderly. It is because they -grow careless, and carelessness is never excusable in any one. Think -about your clothes, then, and avoid anything that will make you -noticeable. That does not mean that one should always be thinking of -what to wear, that one should be a dandy and a fop. It simply means that -he should be a self-respecting man who tries to be decent.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>Postmen sometimes have very lively experiences in the course of their -daily rounds. It has often happened that on lonely roads they have had -to fight their way against tramps and others who lie in wait to see what -they can get that doesn't belong to them, and may be worth having. The -most novel experience that has come to notice, however, was in the work -of an English postman. It appears that on a recent Sunday a swarm of -bees took possession of the village letter-box at Haunton, six miles -from Tamworth. There is no collection on Sunday, and on Monday night, -when the rural postman essayed to take out the letters, he was compelled -to beat a speedy retreat, and no one could approach within twenty yards -of the box. The postman avers that that was the liveliest mail he has -had to do with in a long while.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<h3>BLÜCHER'S PIPE-BEARER.</h3> - -<p>There is a story told somewhere of an old Indian-fighter, one of the -kind that trailed the war parties of the redskins far back in the last -century. This veteran loved his pipe, and as the story goes, during one -of his exploits the Indians followed his trail by the smell of the -tobacco smoke, and finally a well-aimed bullet knocked the glowing bowl -from his mouth. Thus warned, he made his escape.</p> - -<p>This pipe story does not equal that told of Christian Hennemann, a -countryman from Rostock, who fought with Field-Marshal Blücher at -Waterloo. Those who are familiar with Blücher's life know of his -partiality for a pipe, and even in the heat of battle he never neglected -his smoke. As day broke the morning of the memorable battle of Waterloo, -Blücher called the hussar Christian Hennemann, and placed him in charge -of a box of clay pipes, with the instruction to keep one always ready to -hand to him, that he might enjoy a few whiffs during the engagement.</p> - -<p>As the morning wore on, Blücher sat on his white charger gravely puffing -away. He had reached out his hand for the second time to take the -refilled pipe, when an ungenerous cannon-ball dug up the ground near at -hand, causing his horse to shy. Blücher hastily handed the pipe to -Christian, saying, "Just keep that lighted for a few moments while I -drive those rascally Frenchmen back."</p> - -<p>The chase was a long one, as history relates, and through the hot summer -day the battle waged and men fought and died. When the battle was over, -Blücher and Wellington, who were riding over the scene together, -happened to pass near where Blücher had first started to chase the -enemy. Outlined against the sky a lonely man sat perched on a rock. A -bloody rag was bound around his head, and one arm hung in a sling. He -was calmly smoking a clay pipe.</p> - -<p>With an exclamation of surprise Blücher pulled up.</p> - -<p>"Why, it's my Hennemann! How you look, boy! What are you doing here -alone?"</p> - -<p>"Waiting for you, as ordered," was the grumbled reply. "Been waiting -ever since you left. The French have shot away every pipe in the box. -They ripped the flesh from my head and shattered my arm with their -bullets. It's well there is an end to the battle, or you would have been -too late even for this last pipe."</p> - -<p>Wellington, turning to Blücher, remarked:</p> - -<p>"You have admired the unflinching loyalty and bravery of my Highlanders. -What shall I say of this brave soul?"</p> - -<p>"But your Highlanders had no pipes to regale themselves with," Blücher -replied.</p> - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_253" id="Page_253">[Pg 253]</a></span></p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"><a name="STAMPS" id="STAMPS"></a> -<img src="images/ill_025.jpg" width="600" height="208" alt="STAMPS" /> -</div> - -<blockquote> - -<p>This Department is conducted in the interest of stamp and coin -collectors, and the Editor will be pleased to answer any question -on these subjects so far as possible. Correspondents should address -Editor Stamp Department.</p></blockquote> - -<p>The prices of great rarities are not declining, and the common stamps -are worth as much to-day as ever; but the middle-class U. S. stamps have -had a serious decline during the past three months. However, the stock -is not large, it cannot be increased, and the good stamps are constantly -being spoiled by carelessness or destroyed by accident, hence the -eventual return to higher values is inevitable.</p> - -<p>A rumor has gone abroad that the Bureau of Engraving and Printing in -Washington contemplates making an entirely new set of postage-stamps, or -keeping the present dies and changing all the colors. In either case -there will be a great demand for Plate Nos. The present prices of Plate -Nos. are quite low, and collectors should make up their albums as soon -as possible. If a new set of stamps is issued, almost every one will be -able to get all the new Nos. at a slight advance on face values.</p> - -<p>One of the New York dealers has adopted a new method of selling scarce -stamps. For instance, a U. S. Revenue was placed in the window marked -$20, the catalogue price, with a notice that the price would be reduced -$1 each day until sold. Quite a number of collectors kept tally, and -determined to buy the stamp when it had come down to $12 or $13. They -are still waiting, as the stamp was sold at $14. Other dealers intend to -do the same thing with other stamps, and in many instances they expect -the stamp to be sold the second day.</p> - -<blockquote> - -<p><span class="smcap">S. P. Kenna</span>.—There is no accounting for fashion, but the wise -collector is one of those who set the fashion. Those who come in -later must pay highest prices. Australians were the most sought -after three or four years ago, then came West-Indians. U. S. -stamps, of course, are, and probably will be, more sought after in -this country than abroad.</p> - -<p><span class="smcap">J. Shackheim</span>.—A fine unused 90c. U. S. 1860 issue, sold at one -auction for $11 a few days ago, and the next day a poor copy of the -same stamp brought $13.50 at another auction. The first was very -cheap, the second very dear. Unused high values U. S. will always -be very scarce, and in some cases rare.</p> - -<p><span class="smcap">J. Urban</span>.—You have a very interesting lot of coins, but none of -them is of such rarity as to be worth sending to a dealer. You will -doubtless be able to get many others in time at nominal prices, and -thus make up a good collection.</p> - -<p><span class="smcap">W. Hammond</span>, 8 High St., Peabody, Mass., wishes to exchange stamps.</p> - -<p><span class="smcap">J. O. Hall</span>.—To get the new stamps as issued I would advise you to -join the American Philatelic Association. Address J. F. Beard, -secretary, Muscatine, Iowa.</p> - -<p><span class="smcap">F. X. Schmidt</span>.—The first coins struck for an American -English-speaking country were the Sommer Island III., VI., XII. -pence in 1616. These are now called the Bermuda Islands. The next -coins were the New England III., VI., XII. in 1652, and the -Pine-Tree pieces struck in the same year.</p> - -<p><span class="smcap">J. Kleinschmidt</span>.—There are two varieties of the 1869 15c. stamp. -1. The ordinary, in the frame of which, under the letter T of the -word POSTAGE, is a diamond. This variety is worth $1.25 used. 2. -The other has the diamond cut out, and this variety is worth $3 -used.</p> - -<p><span class="smcap">A. A. Davis</span>.—Brazil stamps, both used and unused, had been very -low in price for all issues from 1850 to 1893. Daring the past two -years they have gone up in price quite remarkably, as the dealers -and collectors find that certain varieties are quite scarce. If you -have the complete sets unused hold on to them, as prices are bound -to advance.</p></blockquote> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Philatus</span>.</span><br /> -</p> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> -<img src="images/ill_026.jpg" width="600" height="292" alt="IVORY SOAP" /> -</div> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<h2>You Should Have</h2> - -<h3>"Harper's Round Table" for 1896</h3> - -<p class="center">Volume XVII. With 1276 Pages and about 1200 Illustrations. 4to, Cloth, -Ornamental, $3.50.</p> - -<blockquote> - -<p>It is doubtful if any other book issued at this holiday season -contains so many stories for young readers as this volume.—<i>San -Francisco Chronicle.</i></p> - -<p>The book is one which is sure to delight all the -children.—<i>Detroit Free Press.</i></p> - -<p>A pronounced success as an educational means of great -value.—<i>Pittsburg Chronicle-Telegraph.</i></p> - -<p>One of the best periodicals for children ever -published.—<i>Philadelphia Ledger.</i></p></blockquote> - -<h3>Naval Actions of the War of 1812</h3> - -<p>By <span class="smcap">James Barnes</span>. With 21 Full-page Illustrations by <span class="smcap">Carlton T. Chapman</span>, -printed in color, and 12 Reproductions of Medals. 8vo, Cloth, -Ornamental, Deckel Edges and Gilt Top, $4.50.</p> - -<blockquote> - -<p>Unquestionably both the most lifelike and the most artistic -renderings of these encounters ever attempted.—<i>Boston Journal.</i></p> - -<p>Brimful of adventure, hardihood, and patriotism.—<i>Philadelphia -Ledger.</i></p></blockquote> - -<h3>The Dwarfs' Tailor</h3> - -<p class="center">And Other Fairy Tales. Collected by <span class="smcap">Zoe Dana Underhill</span>. With 12 -Illustrations. Post 8vo, Cloth, Ornamental, $1.75.</p> - -<blockquote> - -<p>The twenty-two tales form a cosmopolitan array that cannot fail to -delight young readers.—<i>Chicago Tribune.</i></p> - -<p>Fascinating for old and young.—<i>Boston Traveller.</i></p></blockquote> - -<h3>A Virginia Cavalier</h3> - -<p class="center">A Story of the Youth of George Washington. By <span class="smcap">Molly Elliot Seawell</span>. -Illustrated. Post 8vo, Cloth, Ornamental, $1.50.</p> - -<blockquote> - -<p>Warmly commended to all young American readers.—<i>Chicago -Inter-Ocean.</i></p> - -<p>An absorbing tale.—<i>Philadelphia Bulletin.</i></p></blockquote> - -<h3>Rick Dale</h3> - -<p class="center">A Story of the Northwest Coast. By <span class="smcap">Kirk Munroe</span>. Illustrated by <span class="smcap">W. A. -Rogers</span>. Post 8vo, Cloth, Ornamental, $1.25.</p> - -<blockquote> - -<p>Lively and exciting, and has, incidentally, much first-hand -information about the far Northwest.—<i>Outlook</i>, N. Y.</p> - -<p>Capital story of adventure.—<i>Philadelphia Evening Bulletin.</i></p></blockquote> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<h4>HARPER & BROTHERS, Publishers, New York</h4> - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_254" id="Page_254">[Pg 254]</a></span></p> - -<h3>What All Ought to Read.</h3> - -<p>A member living in the South asks for a list of books that persons of -all ages ought to read in order to begin further reading—books that -ought to be read, no matter in what direction a later taste might lead.</p> - -<p>Here is a list prepared last year to fit this very question. It was -prepared by some one well qualified for the task:</p> - -<div class="center"> -<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary=""> -<tr><td align="left"><i>Tales from Shakespeare</i>, by Charles and Mary Lamb.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Sir Walter Scott's <i>Ivanhoe</i>, <i>Lady of the Lake</i>, and <i>Marmion</i>.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Tennyson's <i>Idyls of the King</i>.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Macaulay's <i>History of England</i>.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Higginson's <i>Young Folks' History of the United States</i>.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Thackeray's <i>The Virginians</i>.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Walter Besant's <i>For Faith and Freedom</i>.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Dickens's <i>Tale of Two Cities</i>.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><i>Brave Little Holland, and what She taught Us</i>, by W. E. Griffis.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Lew. Wallace's <i>Ben-Hur</i>.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><i>Bible Characters</i>, by Charles Reade.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><i>Recreations in Botany</i>, by Caroline A. Creevey.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><i>The History of a Mouthful of Bread</i>, by Jean Macé.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Laboulaye's <i>Fairy-Tales</i>.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><i>Life and Letters of Louisa M. Alcott</i>.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"><i>John Halifax, Gentleman</i>, by Mrs. Craik.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Longfellow's <i>Evangeline</i>.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Irving's <i>Life of Washington</i>.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Whittier's <i>Snow-Bound</i>.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Hawthorne's <i>House of Seven Gables</i> and <i>Tanglewood Tales</i>.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Fenimore Cooper's <i>Leatherstocking Tales</i> and <i>Last of the Mohicans</i>.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Amelia E. Barr's <i>Bow of Orange Ribbon</i>.</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Alexander Johnston's <i>American Politics</i>.</td></tr> -</table></div> - -<p>How many of these have you read? And why may not a Chapter take up this -list?</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<h3>A Call for Charity.</h3> - -<blockquote> - -<p>The storm of September 29 caused such disaster at Fort White that I -have decided to write to you, through the columns of <span class="smcap">Harper's Round -Table</span>, and ask you to send ten cents to Mrs. E. G. Persons, Fort -White, Florida. It will be distributed among the storm sufferers of -that place, which was almost totally wrecked. Only three -dwelling-houses were left standing. The turpentine-men were ruined, -as nearly all the turpentine-trees were blown down. I hope that you -will all respond liberally and quickly, for what is a very small -sum to one person will mean a great deal to the storm sufferers.</p></blockquote> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Albert H. Roberts</span>, K.R.T.</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Anita, Fla</span>.</span><br /> -</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<h3>Working a Turpentine Orchard.</h3> - -<p>Our national Department of Agriculture gathers facts in relation to -forestry as well as to farming, and publishes them for the use of any -one who wishes them. It has just issued some interesting facts about -pine-trees, of the variety from which turpentine is obtained.</p> - -<p>"Work in a turpentine orchard is started in the early part of the -winter, with the cutting of the boxes. Trees of full growth, according -to their circumference, receive from two to four boxes.</p> - -<p>"The boxes are cut from eight to twelve inches above the base of the -tree, seven inches deep and slanting from the outside to the interior. -In the adult trees they are fourteen inches in the greatest diameter, -and four inches in the greatest width, with a capacity of about three -pints. In the mean time the ground is laid bare around the tree for a -breadth of two and a half to three feet, and all combustible material -loose on the ground is raked into heaps to be burned, in order to -protect the trees from the danger of catching fire during the -conflagrations, which are frequently started in the pine forests by -design or carelessness. The employment of fire for the protection of -turpentine orchards against the same element necessarily involves the -total destruction of the smaller tree growth, and if allowed to spread -without control beyond the proper limit often carries ruin to the -adjoining forests.</p> - -<p>"During the early days of spring the turpentine begins to flow, and -chipping is begun, as the work of washing the trees is called, by which -the surface of the trees above the box is laid bare beyond the youngest -layers of the wood to a depth of about an inch from the outside of the -bark. The removal of the bark and of the outermost layers of the -wood—the "chipping" or "hacking"—is done with a peculiar tool, the -"hacker," a strong knife with a curved edge fastened to the end of a -handle bearing on its lower end an iron ball of about four pounds in -weight, to give increased force to the stroke inflicted upon the tree, -and thus to lighten the labor of chipping. As soon as the scarified -surface ceases to discharge turpentine freely, fresh incisions are made -with the hacker. The chipping is repeated every week from March to -October or November, extending generally through a period of thirty-two -weeks, and the weight of the chip is increased about one and one-half to -two inches every month. The rosin which accumulates in the boxes is -dipped into a pail with a flat trowel-shaped dipper, and is then -transferred to a barrel for transportation to the still."</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<h3>Queer Complication of Territory.</h3> - -<p>Kings and presidents send ambassadors to the capitals of other -countries, as you know. The residence of these ambassadors is, in law, -not a part of the country in whose capital they are located, but a part -of the country from which comes the ambassador residing there at the -moment. For instance, the residence of the American Ambassador to France -is in Paris, but at law it is not French but United States territory. A -novel incident grew out of this legal fiction recently.</p> - -<p>The Japanese Embassy in Berlin is not German, but Japan territory, of -course. The embassy owns a parrot. The parrot got out of its cage and -took lodgement in a neighboring tree—a tree in Germany, not in Japan. A -Japanese servant remaining in Japan levelled a hose at the parrot, with -the aim of dislodging him. It chanced that beneath the tree there sat, -at the time, a German resident of wealth. The water that dislodged the -parrot drenched him and ruined his clothes. He sued for damages, and got -$4—a compromise sum, because the inflictor of the damage was a resident -of Japan, had not left his own country, and could not be dragged into a -German police court.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<h3>A Lake without Water.</h3> - -<p>Central Australia is only now becoming known, as is Central Africa. An -explorer tells the following about a wonderful "lake":</p> - -<p>"We came, just at dusk, to the top of a sand hill, and saw Lake Amadeus -lying at our feet. It was a strange sight. The bed of the lake was here -only some three-quarters of a mile wide, but east and west it stretched -away to the horizon, widening out, especially westwards, into a vast -sheet many miles across. There was not a speck of water, only a dead -level surface of white salt standing out against the rich after-glow on -the west and the dull sky to the east, whilst north and south it was -hemmed in by low hills covered with dark scrub."</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<h3>To Amateur Paper Publishers.</h3> - -<p>Will publishers of amateur newspapers send sample copies to A. R. -Abbott, 38 Franklin Street, Northampton, Massachusetts?</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<h3>A Query in Natural History.</h3> - -<blockquote> - -<p>Some time ago, under the above heading, a caterpillar was described -which is commonly called saddle-back or slug caterpillar. -Naturalists know it by the euphonious title of <i>Sibine stimulea</i>, -which tells us that the tufts of bristles have nettlelike powers of -irritation. The name slug caterpillar is given it because, the -abdominal legs being absent, it moves with a smooth, gliding, -snail-like motion. It feeds on many plants and trees, such as corn, -rose, cherry, pear, and apple. After spending some weeks feeding on -the leaves, it spins a brown cocoon, nearly spherical, surrounded -by a loose silken web, and about July 1 a small moth emerges.</p> - -<p>It resembles those small moths commonly designated as "millers." -The wings, which spread about one and one-half inches, are of a -beautiful rich brown color, with a dark streak on the fore wings, -near which are three whitish spots. Although nature has furnished -the caterpillar with a protective armor of poisonous bristles, yet -it does not seem to me to merit the epithet "hideous creature."</p></blockquote> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 34em;">C. W. B.</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">East Orange, N. J</span>.</span><br /> -</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<h3>Questions and Answers.</h3> - -<p>Henry Osborn asks what causes Indian-summer weather, and why it is so -called. Neither is quite clear, dear Sir Henry. In Canada it is known as -St. Martin's summer. Why we call it Indian summer we have been unable to -find out. Can any one tell us? By early American colonists it was -thought that the haze was real smoke wafted from fires started by the -Indians in anticipation of winter.—A Pennsylvania member asks how -commercial pop-corn is made so excellent, when he has so much difficulty -in getting his corn to pop well. The reasons are several. One is -practice, which makes perfect. Another is good tools. Coal is poor stuff -to pop corn over. Get coke. That is better because it stays hot, and -does not die down as coal does. For popping corn in large quantities -regular furnaces lined with fire-brick are provided, and there are huge -wire baskets that are handled crane fashion. Some hold a bushel of corn -when popped. Pop-corn parties are said to be more common than usual this -autumn.</p> - -<p>Gardner W. Millet asks when rifles were invented, and when metallic -ammunition, all ready for use, was first used. He also asks about -breech-loading guns and magazine-rifles. The earliest breech-loaders -were used in 1537, but during the seventeenth and eighteenth centuries -they were common. They were also crude. At Kuisyingen, in 1636, only -seven shots were fired by soldiers in eight hours. The flintlock was of -Spanish origin, and came in about 1630. William, Prince of Orange, -brought it to England in 1688. Rifles are quite old, having been used in -Germany in the eighteenth century—early part. The Furguson, a breech -loading rifle, was used by American patriots during the Revolution. The -civil war brought into use the metallic ammunition, all ready for -loading on the instant, though there were many breech-loading rifles in -use before that day. The magazine-guns were invented in 1835, but not -much used till thirty years later. The rifle used by the United States -weighs eight pounds and twelve ounces, has a 0.3 calibre, and five -rounds of ammunition.</p> - -<p>"C. G. A." is informed that Mrs. Augusta J. Evans, the author, is still -living, we believe, in Mobile, Alabama. A granddaughter is also a -resident of Mobile, named Mrs. Gaillard, formerly Miss Wilson.—Jay F. -Hammond asks if a barrel is used for a post-office at Cape of Good Hope, -as is said to be used at the Strait of Magellan. We think not. The -extremity of Africa is quite unlike the extremity of South America. -Perhaps some South African reader can tell us more.—Edwy L. Taylor: The -Camera Club Competitions close February 15. The reference to an earlier -closing was an error.—Edward C. Wood: Your game may be copyrighted, but -unless it be a mechanical contrivance, or a part of such, and that new, -it cannot be patented. The cost of a copyright is fifty cents, with a -further fifty cents for a transcript, while a patent costs upwards of -$100. We can find no record of the firm you mention. To copyright your -game mail two copies addressed to the Librarian of Congress, Washington, -D. C., give your full name and address, state the purpose of sending, -and enclose $1. Nothing else is required. To make the copyright -effective you must conspicuously place on every copy the words -"Copyright, 1896, by Edward C. Wood, Philadelphia."—C. B. M.: Apply to -Samuel French & Son, Dramatic Publishers, New York, and state just what -you want. They will reply at once, giving list, if you mention the <span class="smcap">Round -Table</span>.</p> - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_255" id="Page_255">[Pg 255]</a></span></p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"><a name="THE_CAMERA_CLUB" id="THE_CAMERA_CLUB"></a> -<img src="images/ill_027.jpg" width="600" height="195" alt="THE CAMERA CLUB" /> -</div> - -<blockquote> - -<p>Any questions in regard to photograph matters will be willingly -answered by the Editor of this column, and we should be glad to -hear from any of our club who can make helpful suggestions.</p></blockquote> - -<h3>HINTS ON RETOUCHING.</h3> - -<h3>II.—SPOTS AND SCRATCHES.</h3> - -<p>It often happens that there are spots on a negative—caused by specks of -dust on the plate, air-bubbles in the developer, or unlucky scratches in -the handling—which if not covered in some way make a black spot on the -silver paper, and mar the beauty of what would otherwise be a fine -picture. With a little practice one can learn to fill up these defects -so that they will be scarcely noticeable in the print.</p> - -<p>Take a drop or two of the retouching varnish on the end of the finger, -and rub it lightly and evenly over the places which are to be retouched. -Put to dry in a place free from dust; it will be dry enough in three or -four hours. Place the retouching-frame on a table by a window with a -good strong light, close the blind or lower the shade over the upper -part of the window, and place a sheet of white paper under the frame on -the table. Place the negative in the frame, and over it put a piece of -opaque paper with a hole an inch or two in diameter opening over the -place to be retouched. This also protects the film and shuts off all -light except from the points to be treated. Now if the hole is a large -one, take the brush and moisten it, and rub a little of the lampblack -from the cake of water-color on it. Then with the greatest care touch -the spot directly in the centre with a bit of the paint. Rinse the -brush, and turning it till a fine point is obtained, work the paint -carefully toward the edges of the spot, taking care that it does not -touch the film but comes close to it. Let the paint dry, and if the -first application has not made the spot of an equal density with the -surrounding film, repeat the process. If the operation is not -successful, the paint can be removed by applying a little turpentine on -a soft cloth.</p> - -<p>If the spot to be retouched is very small, or if there is a scratch on -the film, take a soft pencil sharpened according to directions given in -the first paper on retouching, and with very minute strokes go over the -places until the required density is obtained. Sometimes it is necessary -to go over the places several times before the spots appear like the -film.</p> - -<p>If a negative has sharp, harsh contrasts, they can be softened by going -over them carefully with the pencil, using the softest one for this -purpose, and then blending the pencil strokes with a crayon stump.</p> - -<p>Freckles, heavy shadows under the eyes and nose, are easily removed or -softened by using a needle-pointed pencil of very soft lead.</p> - -<p>Undesirable backgrounds, or objects which have been unavoidably included -in the picture, may be blocked out by using a thin solution of -lampblack, and applying it to the back of the plate. A light coat -obscures the background, and a thick coat blocks it out entirely.</p> - -<p>In beginning the practice of retouching, it is wise to experiment on -poor negatives, as first attempts are not always successful. Do not be -discouraged if the first trial prove a failure. Remember your early -experience in making negatives, and try again; for perseverance, no -matter in what direction, is sure to bring its reward—success.</p> - -<blockquote> - -<p><span class="smcap">Sir Knight William Merritt</span> sends a print which shows no detail at -the corners, and says that all his plates have the same fault, and -asks what is the matter. The lens does not cover the plate—that -is, the lens is too small for the size plate used. It may be that -the diaphragm is too large, and by using a smaller diaphragm the -blur showing on the edges of the picture would be corrected. The -smaller the opening the more extended the sharp field of the lens; -but the smaller the opening the longer must be the exposure.</p> - -<p><span class="smcap">Sir Knight Charles M. Todd</span> asks if hypo is always used for the -fixing-bath without regard to the kind of developer; if a -ferrotype-plate will impart a gloss to all kinds of prints except -blue prints; if the whole roll of films in a pocket kodak would -have to be exposed before one could develop any of the exposures; -if developing solution may be used the second time if only one or -two negatives have been developed in it. Hypo is always used for -the fixing-bath, as it is the cheapest and safest chemical for the -dissolving of the unused or unacted upon silver salts. -Ferrotype-plate will not impart a gloss to a platinum, bromide, or -any of the soft-tinted papers. The films in a pocket kodak should -all be used before developing. There are only twelve films in a -roll, and if part were taken out, one film would have to be spoiled -in order to put the unused films back on the empty spool. Developer -may be used the second and even the third time. Most amateurs have -a bottle for old developer, and use it for starting development, as -it is safer unless one knows the exact time of the exposure of the -plate.</p> - -<p><span class="smcap">Sir Knight F. Elton Morse</span>, 11 and 13 Market St., Lynn, Mass., -wishes to exchange landscape views with other members of the Camera -Club.</p></blockquote> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<h2>ADVERTISEMENTS.</h2> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<h2>Postage Stamps, &c.</h2> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 153px;"> -<img src="images/ill_028.jpg" width="153" height="108" alt="STAMPS" /> -</div> - -<p><b>ALBUM AND LIST FREE!</b> Also 100 all diff. Venezuela, Bolivia, etc., only -10c. Agts. wanted at 50% Com. <b>C. A. Stegmann</b>, 5941 Cote Brilliant Ave., -St. Louis, Mo.</p> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<p>500 Mixed, Australian, etc., 10c.; <b>105 var.</b> Zululand, etc., and album, -10c.; 12 Africa, 10c.; 15 Asia,10c. Bargain list free. F. P. VINCENT, -Chatham, N.Y.</p> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<p class="center">U.S. Postage and Rev. Fine approval sheets. Agts. wanted.</p> - -<h4>P. S. CHAPMAN, Box 151, Bridgeport, Ct.</h4> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<h2>U. S.</h2> - -<p class="center">25 diff U.S. stamps 10c., 100 diff. foreign 10c. Agts w'td @ 50%. List -free! L. B. Dover & Co. 5958 Theodosia, St. Louis, Mo.</p> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 263px;"> -<img src="images/ill_029.jpg" width="263" height="300" alt="" /> -</div> - -<h2>To Show</h2> - -<h3>Your</h3> - -<h2>Heels</h2> - -<p class="center">To other skaters wear the</p> - -<h3>Barney & Berry Skates.</h3> - -<h2>Highest Award World's Fair.</h2> - -<p class="center">Catalogue Free.</p> - -<h4>BARNEY & BERRY, Springfield, Mass.</h4> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"> -<img src="images/ill_030.jpg" width="400" height="137" alt="PISO'S CURE FOR CONSUMPTION" /> -</div> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<h4>"A perfect type of the highest order</h4> - -<h4>of excellence in manufacture."</h4> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 357px;"> -<img src="images/ill_031.jpg" width="357" height="400" alt=">Walter Baker & Co.'s Breakfast Cocoa" /> -</div> - -<h3>Absolutely Pure.</h3> - -<h3>Delicious.</h3> - -<h3>Nutritious.</h3> - -<h3>COSTS LESS THAN ONE CENT A CUP.</h3> - -<p class="center">Be sure that you get the</p> - -<p class="center">genuine article, made at</p> - -<h3>DORCHESTER, MASS.,</h3> - -<h3>By WALTER BAKER & CO., Ltd.</h3> - -<p class="center">Established 1780.</p> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<h2>EARN A TRICYCLE.</h2> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;"> -<img src="images/ill_032.jpg" width="300" height="277" alt="" /> -</div> - -<p>We wish to introduce our Teas. Sell 30 lbs. and we will give you a Fairy -Tricycle; sell 25 lbs. for a Solid Silver Watch and Chain; 50 lbs. for a -Gold Watch and Chain; 75 lbs. for a Bicycle; 10 lbs. for a Gold Ring. -Write for catalog and order sheet Dept. I</p> - -<h4>W. G. BAKER,</h4> - -<h4>Springfield, Mass.</h4> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<h2>LAUGHING CAMERA. 10C.</h2> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 294px;"> -<img src="images/ill_033.jpg" width="294" height="283" alt="" /> -<span class="caption">MY! OH MY!!</span> -</div> - -<p>The latest invention in Cameras. You look through the lens and your -stout friends will look like living skeletons, your thin friends like -Dime Museum fat men, horses like giraffes and in fact everything appears -as though you were living in another world. Each camera contains two -strong lenses in neatly finished leatherette case. The latest -mirth-maker on the market; creates bushels of sport. Catalogue of 1,000 -novelties and sample camera 10c., 3 for 25c., 12 for 90c. mailed -postpaid. Agents wanted.</p> - -<h4>ROBT. H. INGERSOLL & BRO.,</h4> - -<h4>Dept. No. 62, 65 Cortlandt St., N. Y.</h4> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<h2>HOOPING-COUGH</h2> - -<h2>CROUP.</h2> - -<h3>Roche's Herbal Embrocation.</h3> - -<p>The celebrated and effectual English Cure without internal medicine. -Proprietors, <span class="smcap">W. Edward & Son</span>, Queen Victoria St., London, England. All -Druggists.</p> - -<h4>E. Fougera & Co., 30 North William St., N. Y.</h4> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<h2>PLAYS</h2> - -<h4>—SPEAKERS—</h4> - -<p class="center">For Home and School.</p> - -<p class="center">New Catalogues FREE.</p> - -<p class="center"><span class="smcap">De Witt</span>, Rose St., N.Y.</p> - -<h4>—DIALOGUES—</h4> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<h2>HOME STUDY</h2> - -<p>Success in Business Life is within the reach of all who take a thorough -Business College course at Home, by Mail. It will pay to Investigate. -Cat. free. Trial lesson 10c.</p> - -<h4>BRYANT& STRATTON, 85 College Bldg., Buffalo, N.Y.</h4> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<h2>BOYS and GIRLS</h2> - -<p>can earn money by working half an hour daily distributing free samples -of Headache Powders. For full particulars address, CAPITAL DRUG CO., Box -880, Augusta, Me.</p> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<h2>PLAYS</h2> - -<p class="center">Dialogues, Speakers for School, Club and Parlor. Catalogue free.</p> - -<h4>T. S. DENISON, Publisher, Chicago, Ill.</h4> - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_256" id="Page_256">[Pg 256]</a></span></p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> -<img src="images/ill_034.jpg" width="600" height="265" alt="" /> -</div> - -<h3>THE SONG OF THE MUSES.</h3> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 19em;">What is that melody weird and wild</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 19em;">That throbs and sobs like the wail of a child</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 19em;">Through the quiet night so still and mild?</span><br /> -<br /> -<span style="margin-left: 19em;">Behold, it is a choir feline,</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 19em;">With tenors, altos—all told, nine;</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 19em;">Those are the Mewses, I opine.</span><br /> -</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<h3>A PRACTICAL LITTLE GIRL.</h3> - -<p>"Oh, for the wings of a dove!" sang Mollie.</p> - -<p>"What do you want with the wings of a dove, my dear?" asked her mother.</p> - -<p>"To put on my new hat," said Mollie.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<h3>HIS EXPLANATION.</h3> - -<p>"See here, Tommie," observed Tommie's teacher, "you ought to be able to -spell your own name."</p> - -<p>"I can," said Tommie.</p> - -<p>"Then why don't you? You've written it Tomie instead of Tommie."</p> - -<p>"Oh, as for that," said Tommie, "you told us not to waste anything, and -that extra m is just a waste of ink."</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<h3>GOING INTO A NEW LINE.</h3> - -<p>"What'll you swap off a three-cent Nicaragua '95 for, Jack?" asked -Jack's uncle of the young stamp-collector.</p> - -<p>"I won't swap it off for anything, Uncle George, but I tell you what I -will do. I'll swap off my whole collection for a goat. Stamps are always -the same, but goats—my—they're never the same!"</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<h3>NOTHING WONDERFUL.</h3> - -<p>"So you don't think much of Jack the Giant-killer, eh, Bobbie?"</p> - -<p>"NO. He was smart. But not particularly wonderful. Why, look at me! I -can tire my Pa out in five minutes, and I guess <i>he</i> could lick any -giant Jack ever saw."</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>During the winter months the farmers' boys and girls have lots of fun -with their parties, taffy pulls, and such enjoyments, and considerable -humor can be found in their happy repartee. At one of these candy -parties a guest not altogether liked by some of the girls, unfortunately -sat in a saucer of maple sugar left on a chair to cool off, and his -unceremonious departure was the wonder of the evening. It was rather -hard on the young man, and it is doubtful whether he found anything to -end his embarrassment in the note he received the next day from the -daughter, saying that if the "Mr. D—— who sat in the saucer of maple -sugar last night will kindly return the saucer, he will save himself -further trouble."</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<h3>AN OBJECTION.</h3> - -<p>"I hate dancing-school," said Jack. "It's lots of fun dancing, but every -time I want to waltz I have to load myself up with some girl or other. -Why can't they let a feller dance by himself?"</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<h3>A SURGEON OF THE BICYCLE.</h3> - -<p>There are enterprising bicycle people in England as well as in this -country. A year or more ago London was flooded with the following -circular by a bicycle-repairer, which is ingenious enough in its wording -to have been the product of a Yankee:</p> - -<p>"Bicycle surgery.</p> - -<p>"Acute and chronic cases treated with assurance of success.</p> - -<p>"Languid tires restored to health and vigor.</p> - -<p>"Tires blown up without pain. Wind free. No cure, no pay asked.</p> - -<p>"We understand the anatomy, physiology, and hygiene of wheels, and -homœopathic or allopathic treatment, as individual cases require. -Sure cure guaranteed.</p> - -<p>"Testimonials:</p> - -<p>"'My wheel had three ribs fractured, and you cured it in one treatment.'</p> - -<p>"'My tires were suffering with a case of acute aneurism, which had been -pronounced fatal by other bicycle-doctors, but you cured the disorder, -and I did not lose a day of my tour.'</p> - -<p>"Thousands of testimonials like the above sent on application.</p> - -<p> -<span style="margin-left: 34em;">"Dr. Blank, B.S. (Bicycle Surgeon.)</span><br /> -<span style="margin-left: 34em;">No. — Tottenham Court Road."</span><br /> -</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<h3>FORCE OF HABIT.</h3> - -<p>He was thoroughly a business man, and he judged everything from the -point of view of weight—as was natural, since he dealt in things which -were sold according to their avoirdupois. One day somebody asked him if -he had any children.</p> - -<p>"Yes," he said. "I've got 453 pounds of boys, and 236 pounds of girls."</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<h3>A SMALL BOY'S FEET.</h3> - -<p>"If it wasn't for me my class in school wouldn't have any standing at -all," said Hubert.</p> - -<p>"Nonsense!" said his aunt. "Your mother says you are the foot of it."</p> - -<p>"I am," said Hubert. "How could it stand if it didn't have a foot?"</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<h3>NOT REPEATED.</h3> - -<p>"When you stepped on that gentleman's foot, Tommie, I hope you -apologized?"</p> - -<p>"Oh, yes, indeed I did," said Tommie, "and he gave me ten cents for -being such a good boy."</p> - -<p>"Did he? And what did you do then?"</p> - -<p>"Stepped on the other and apologized again, but it didn't work."</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<h3>A JOKE UNDER THE SEA.</h3> - -<p>"Let's get up a minstrel show," said the Shad to the Shark.</p> - -<p>"All right," said the Shark. "I've got a splendid mouth for tambo."</p> - -<p>"And think of my capacity for the bones, eh?" said the Shad.</p> - -<p>And the minnows in the school that was swimming by laughed so heartily -that they swam down the Shark's throat without knowing it.</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> This game was won by default from Cutler.</p></div> - -<div class="footnote"> - -<p><a name="Footnote_2_2" id="Footnote_2_2"></a><a href="#FNanchor_2_2"><span class="label">[2]</span></a> An all-round tie in Section I. necessitated a play-off, but -as Berkeley forfeited, this was the only game played.</p></div> - -<div class="footnote"> - -<p><a name="Footnote_3_3" id="Footnote_3_3"></a><a href="#FNanchor_3_3"><span class="label">[3]</span></a> Won by Dwight by default.</p></div> - -<div class="footnote"> - -<p><a name="Footnote_4_4" id="Footnote_4_4"></a><a href="#FNanchor_4_4"><span class="label">[4]</span></a> On October 31 Connecticut Lit. 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You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms -of the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or online at -www.gutenberg.org. If you are not located in the United States, you'll -have to check the laws of the country where you are located before using -this ebook. - - - -Title: Harper's Round Table, January 5, 1897 - -Author: Various - -Release Date: September 12, 2019 [EBook #60288] - -Language: English - -Character set encoding: ASCII - -*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S ROUND TABLE *** - - - - -Produced by Annie R. McGuire - - - - - - - - -[Illustration: HARPER'S ROUND TABLE] - -Copyright, 1897, by HARPER & BROTHERS. All Rights Reserved. - - * * * * * - -PUBLISHED WEEKLY. NEW YORK, TUESDAY, JANUARY 5, 1897. FIVE CENTS A COPY. - -VOL. XVIII.--NO. 897. TWO DOLLARS A YEAR. - - * * * * * - - - - -[Illustration] - -THE LITTLE BISHOP. - -BY KATE DOUGLAS WIGGIN. - - -It was I who called him the Little Bishop. His name was Phillips Brooks -Sanderson, but one seldom heard it at full length, since "Phil" was -quite enough for an urchin just in his first trousers, and those assumed -somewhat prematurely. He was "Phil," therefore, to the village, but -always the dear lovable Little Bishop to me. His home was in Bonnie -Eagle; it was only because of his mother's illness that he was spending -the summer with his uncle and aunt in Pleasant River. I could see the -little brown house from my window. The white road, with strips of tufted -green between the wheel tracks, curled dustily up to the very door-step, -and inside the wire screen-door was a wonderful drawn-in rug, shaped -like half a pie, with "Welcome" in saffron letters on its gray surface. -I liked the Bishop's aunt; I liked to see her shake the "Welcome" rug -before breakfast, flinging the cheery word out into the summer sunshine -like a bright greeting to the new day; I liked to see her go to the -screen-door a dozen times a day; open it a crack, and chase an imaginary -fly from the sacred precincts within; I liked to see her come up the -cellar steps into the side garden, appearing mysteriously as from the -bowels of the earth, carrying a shining pan of milk in both hands, and -disappearing through the beds of hollyhocks and sunflowers to the -pig-pen or the hen-house. - -I had not yet grown fond of the uncle, and neither had Phil, for that -matter; in fact Uncle Abner was rather a difficult person to grow fond -of, with his fiery red beard, his freckled skin, and his gruff way of -speaking--for there were no children in the brown house to smooth the -creases from his forehead or the roughness from his voice. - -I was sitting under the shade of the great maple one morning early when -I first saw the Little Bishop. A tiny figure came down the grass-grown -road leading a cow by a rope. If it had been a small boy and a small -cow, a middle-sized boy and an ordinary cow, or a grown man and a big -cow, I might not have noticed them; but it was the combination of an -infinitesimal boy and a huge cow that attracted my attention. I could -not guess the child's years; I only knew that he was small for his age, -whatever it was. The cow was a dark red beast with a crumpled horn, a -white star on her forehead, and a large surprised sort of eye. She had, -of course, two eyes, and both were surprised, but the left one had an -added hint of amazement in it by virtue of a few white hairs lurking -accidentally in the centre of the eyebrow. - -The boy had a thin sensitive face and curly brown hair, short trousers -patched on both knees, and a ragged straw hat on the back of his head. -He pattered along behind the cow, sometimes holding the rope with both -hands, and getting over the ground in a jerky way, as the animal left -him no time to think of a smooth path for bare feet. The Sanderson -pasture was a good half-mile distant, I knew, and the cow seemed in no -hurry to reach it; accordingly she forsook the road now and then, and -rambled in the hollows, where the grass was sweeter, to her way of -thinking. She started on one of these exploring expeditions just as she -passed the great maple, and gave me time to call out to the little -fellow, "Is that your cow?" - -He blushed and smiled, tried to speak modestly, but there was a quiver -of pride in his voice as he answered, suggestively, "It's--nearly my -cow." - -"How is that?" I asked. - -"Why, when I drive her twenty-nine more times to pasture 'thout her -gettin' her foot over the rope or 'thout my bein' afraid, she's goin' to -be my truly cow, Uncle Abner says. Are you 'fraid of cows?" - -"Ye-e-es," I confessed, "I am, just a little. You see, I am nothing but -a grown-up woman, and boys can't understand how we feel about cows." - -"_I_ can! They're awful big things, aren't they?" - -"Perfectly enormous! I've always thought a cow coming towards you one of -the biggest things in the world." - -"Yes; me too. Don't let's think about it. Do they hook people so very -often?" - -"No, indeed; in fact one scarcely ever hears of such a case." - -"If they stepped on your bare foot they'd scrunch it, wouldn't they?" - -"Yes, but you are the driver, you mustn't let them do that; you are a -free-will boy, and they are nothing but cows." - -"I know; but p'r'aps there is free-will cows, and if they just _would_ -do it you can't help being scrunched, for you mustn't let go of the rope -nor run, Uncle Abner says." - -"No, of course that would never do." - -"Does all the cows where you live go down into the boggy places when -you're drivin' 'em to pasture, or does some stay in the road?" - -"There aren't any cows or any pastures where I live; that's what makes -me so foolish. Why does yours need a rope?" - -"She don't like to go to pasture, Uncle Abner says. Sometimes she'd -druther stay to home, and so when she gets part way there she turns -round and comes backwards." - -"Dear me!" I thought, "what becomes of this boy mite if she has a spell -of going backwards? Do you like to drive her?" I asked. - -"N--no, not erzackly; but, you see, it'll be my cow if I drive her -twenty-nine more times 'thout her gettin' her foot over the rope and -'thout my bein' afraid," and a beaming smile gave a transient brightness -to his harassed little face. "Will she feed in the ditch much longer?" -he asked. "Shall I say 'Hurrap'? That's what Uncle Abner -says--'_Hurrap!_' like that, and it means to hurry up." - -It was rather a feeble warning that he sounded, and the cow fed on, -peacefully. The little fellow looked up at me confidingly, and then -glanced back at the farm to see if Uncle Abner were watching the -progress of events. - -"What shall we do next?" he asked. - -I delighted in that warm, cozy little "_we_"; it took me into the firm -so pleasantly. I am a weak prop indeed when it comes to cows, but all -the manhood in my soul rose to arms when he said, "What shall _we_ do -next?" I became alert, courageous, ingenious, on the instant. - -"What is her name?" I asked, sitting up straight in the hammock. - -"Buttercup; but she don't seem to know it very well." - -"Never mind; you must shout 'Buttercup!' at the top of your voice, and -twitch the rope _hard_; then I'll call, 'Hurrap!' with all my might at -the same moment." - -We did this; it worked to a charm, and I looked affectionately after my -Little Bishop as the cow pulled him down Aunt Betty's hill. - -The lovely June days wore on. I saw Phil frequently, but the cow was -seldom present at our interviews, as he now drove her to the pasture -very early in the morning, the journey thither being one of considerable -length and her method of reaching the goal being exceedingly -round-about. Uncle Abner had pointed out the necessity of getting her -into the pasture at least a few minutes before she had to be taken out -again, and though I didn't like Uncle Abner, I saw the common-sense of -this remark. I sometimes caught a glimpse of them at sundown as they -returned from the pasture to the twilight milking, Buttercup chewing her -peaceful cud, her soft white bag of milk hanging full, her surprised eye -rolling in its accustomed "fine frenzy." The frenzied roll did not mean -anything, the Bishop and I used to assure each other; but if it didn't, -it was an awful pity she had to do it, the Bishop thought, and I agreed. -To have an expression of eye that means murder, and yet to be a -perfectly virtuous and well-meaning animal, this is a calamity which, if -fully realized, would injure a cow's milk-producing activities -seriously, I should think. - -I was looking at the sun one evening as it dropped like a ball of red -fire into Wilkins's Woods, when the Little Bishop passed. - -"It's the twenty-ninth night," he called, joyously. - -"I am so glad," I answered, for I had often feared some accident might -prevent his claiming the promised reward. "Then to-morrow Buttercup will -be your own cow?" - -"I guess so. That's what Uncle Abner said. He's off to Bonnie Eagle now, -but he'll be home to-night, and mother's going to send my new hat by -him. When Buttercup's my own cow I wish I could change her name and call -her Red Rover, but p'r'aps her mother wouldn't like it. When she b'longs -to me, mebbe I won't be so 'fraid of gettin' hooked and scrunched, -because she'll know she's mine, and she'll go better. I haven't let her -get snarled up in the rope one single time, and I don't show I'm afraid, -do I?" - -"I should never suspect it for an instant," I said, encouragingly. "I've -often envied you your bold, brave look!" - -He appeared distinctly pleased. "I haven't cried, either, when she's -dragged me over the pasture bars and peeled my legs. Bill Jones's little -brother Charlie says he ain't afraid of anything, not even bears. He -says he would walk right up close and cuff 'em if they dared to yip; but -I ain't like that!" - -I told Aunt Betty that it was the Bishop's twenty-ninth night, and that -the big red cow was to be his on the morrow. - -"Well, I hope it'll turn out that way," she said. "But I ain't a mite -sure that Abner Sanderson will give up that cow when it comes to the -point. It won't be the first time he's tried to crawl out of a bargain -with folks a good deal bigger than Phil, for he's close, Abner is! To be -sure, Phil's father bought all his stock for him years ago, and set him -up on the farm; perhaps that'll make some difference, now he's died, and -left nothing to his widder. Abner has hired help in July and August, so -he can get the cow to the pasture easy enough without Phil. I wish you'd -go up there to-night, and ask Mis' Sanderson if she'll lend me half her -yeast-cake, and I'll lend her half of mine a Saturday." - -I was used to this errand, for the whole village of Pleasant River would -sometimes be rocked to the very centre of its being by simultaneous -desire for a yeast-cake. As the nearest repository was a mile and a half -distant, as the yeast-cake was valued at two cents and wouldn't keep, as -the demand was uncertain, being dependent entirely on a fluctuating -desire for "riz bread," the Edgewood store-keeper refused to order more -than three yeast-cakes a day at his own risk. Sometimes they remained on -his hands a dead loss; sometimes eight or ten persons would "hitch up" -and drive from distant farms for the coveted article, only to be met -with the flat, "No, I'm all out o' yeast-cake; Mis' Simmons took the -last; mebbe you can borry half o' hern, she hain't much of a -bread-eater." - -So I climbed the hill to Mrs. Sanderson's, knowing my daily bread -depended on the successful issue of the call. As I passed by the corner -of the barn, I paused behind a great clump of elderberry-bushes, for I -heard the timid voice of the Little Bishop and Uncle Abner's gruff tone. -I did not wish to interrupt nor overhear a family interview, and I -thought they might walk on as they talked; but in a moment I heard Uncle -Abner sit down on a stool by the grindstone as he said: - -"Well, now, Phillips Brooks, we'll talk about the red cow. You say -you've drove her a month, do ye? And the trade between us was that if -you could drive her a month without her getting the rope over her foot -and without bein' afraid, you was to have her. That's straight, ain't -it?" The Bishop's face burned with excitement, his gingham shift rose -and fell as if he were breathing hard, but he only nodded assent and -said nothing. "Now," continued Uncle Abner, "have you made out to keep -the rope from under her feet?" - -"She 'ain't got t-t-tangled up one s-single time," said Phil, stuttering -in his excitement, but looking up with some courage from his bare toes, -with which he was assiduously ploughing the earth. - -"So far, so good. Now 'bout bein' afraid. As you seem so certain of -gettin' the cow, I suppose you hain't been a mite scared, hev you? Honor -bright, now!" - -"I--I--not but just a little mite. I--" - -"Hold up a minute. Of course you didn't _say_ you was afraid, and didn't -_show_ you was afraid, and nobody knew you _was_ afraid, but that ain't -the way we fixed it up. You was to call the cow yourn if you could drive -her to the pasture for a month without _bein'_ afraid. Own up square -now, hev you ben afraid?" - -A long pause, then a faint "Yes." - -"Where's your manners?" - -"I mean yes sir." - -"How often? If it hain't ben too many times mebbe I'll let ye off, -though you're a reg'lar girl-boy, and'll be runnin' away from the cat -bimeby. Has it ben--twice?" - -"Yes," and the Little Bishop's voice was very faint now, and had a -decided tear in it. - -"Yes what?" - -"Yes, sir." - -"Has it ben four times?" - -"Y-es, sir." More heaving of the gingham shirt. - -"Well, you air a coward! How many times? Speak up now." - -More digging of the bare toes in the earth, and one premonitory tear -stealing from under the downcast lids, then: - -"A little most every day, and you can keep the cow," wailed the Bishop, -as he turned abruptly and fled behind the barn, where he flung himself -into the green depths of a tansy bed, and gave himself up to unmanly -tears. - -I had heard more than I wished, for I had been rooted to the spot, not -so much because of my interest in Phil as that I did not like to vex -Uncle Abner by making him aware of my unintentional presence. I did not -dare seek and comfort my Little Bishop sobbing in the tansy bed, the -brand of coward on his forehead, and, what was much worse, the fear in -his heart that he deserved it. I hurried home across the fields, quite -forgetting my errand, and told Aunt Betty, with tears in my eyes, that I -would rather eat buttermilk bread for a week than have one of Uncle -Abner's yeast-cakes in the house. I acknowledged that he had been true -to his word and had held to his bargain, but I could not forgive his -making so hard a bargain with my timid Little Bishop. - -Aunt Betty finally heard from Mrs. Sanderson, through whom all -information was sure to filter if you gave it time, that Uncle -Abner despised a coward, that he considered Phil a regular -mother's-apron-string boy, and that he was "learnin'" him to be brave. - -Bill Jones, the hired man, now drove Buttercup to pasture, though -whenever Uncle Abner went to Moderation of Bonnie Eagle, as he often -did, I noticed that Phil took the hired man's place. I often joined him -on these anxious expeditions, and a like terror in both our souls, we -attempted to train the red cow and give her some idea of obedience. - -"If she only wouldn't look at us that way we would get along real nicely -with her, wouldn't we?" prattled the dear Bishop, straggling along by my -side; "and she is a splendid cow; she gives twenty-one quarts a day, and -Uncle Abner says it's more'n half cream." - -I assented in all this, thinking that if Buttercup would give up her -habit of turning completely round in the road to roll her eyes and -elevate her white-tipped eyebrow, she might indeed be an enjoyable -companion; but in her present state of development her society would not -be agreeable to me even did she give sixty-one quarts of milk a day. -Furthermore, when I found that she never did any of these reprehensible -things with Bill Jones, I began to believe cows more intelligent -creatures than I had supposed them to be, and I was indignant to think -Buttercup could count so confidently on our weakness. - -One evening, when she was more than usually exasperating, I said to the -Bishop, who was bracing himself to keep from being pulled into a -way-side brook where she loved to dabble, "Bishop, do you know anything -about the superiority of mind over matter?" No, he didn't, though it was -not a fair time to ask the question, for he had sat down in the road to -get a better purchase on the rope. - -"Well, it doesn't signify. What I mean is that we can die but once, and -it is a glorious thing to die for a great principle. Give me that rope. -I can pull like an ox in my present frame of mind. You run down on the -opposite side of the brook, take that big stick, wade right in--you are -barefooted--brandish the stick, and, if necessary, do more than -brandish. I would go myself, but it is better she should recognize you -as a master, and I am in as much danger as you are, anyway. She may try -to hook you, of course, but you must keep waving the stick--die -brandishing, Bishop, that's the idea! She may turn and run for me, in -which case I shall run too; but I shall die running, and Aunt Betty can -bury us under our favorite sweet-apple-tree!" - -The Bishop's soul was fired by my eloquence. The blood mounted to our -brains simultaneously, and we were flushed with a splendid courage in -which death looked a mean and paltry thing compared with vanquishing -that cow. She had already stepped into the pool, but the Bishop waded in -towards her, moving the alder branch menacingly. She looked up with the -familiar roll of the eye that had done her such good service all summer, -but she quailed beneath the stern justice of the Bishop's gaze. - -In that moment she felt ashamed, I know, of the misery she had caused -that helpless mite. At any rate, actuated by fear, surprise, or remorse, -she turned and walked back into the road without a sign of passion or -indignation, leaving us rather disappointed at our easy victory. To be -prepared for a violent death and receive not even a scratch makes one -fear that one may possibly have overestimated the danger. - -Well, we were better friends after that, all three of us, and understood -one another better as the summer grew into autumn and the great maple -hung a flaming bough of scarlet over the hammock. Uncle Abner found the -Bishop very useful at picking up potatoes and gathering apples, but he -was going to leave Pleasant River as soon as the harvesting was over. - -One warm evening Aunt Betty and I were borrowing half a yeast-cake, and -incidentally sitting on Mrs. Sanderson's steps at sunset. Buttercup was -being milked on the grassy slope near the shed door. As she walked to -the barn, after giving up her twelve quarts of yellow milk, she bent her -neck and snatched a hasty bite from a pile of turnips lying temptingly -near. In her haste she got more of a mouthful than would be considered -good manners even among cows, and as she disappeared in the barn door I -could see a forest of green tops hanging from her mouth, while she -painfully attempted to grind up the mass of stolen material without -allowing a single turnip to escape. - -It grew dark soon after, and we went into the house, but as we closed -the door I heard the cow coughing, and said to Mrs. Sanderson, -"Buttercup was too greedy, and now she has indigestion." - -The Bishop always went to bed at sundown, and Uncle Abner had gone to -the doctor's to have his hand dressed, for he had hurt it in some way in -the threshing-machine. Bill Jones came in presently and asked for him, -saying that the cow coughed more and more, and it must be that something -was wrong, but he could not get her to open her mouth wide enough for -him to see anything. - -When Uncle Abner had driven into the yard, he came in for a lantern, and -went directly out to the barn. After an hour or more, in which we had -forgotten the whole occurrence, he came in again. "I'm blamed if we -ain't goin' to lose that cow," he said. "Come out, will ye, Hannah, and -hold the lantern? I can't do anything with my right hand in a sling, and -Bill is the stupidest critter in the country." - -We all went out to the barn except Aunt Betty, who ran down the path to -see if her son Moses had come home from Saco, and could come up to take -a hand in the exercises. - -Buttercup was in a bad way; there was no doubt of it. Something, one of -the turnips, presumably, had lodged in her throat, and would move -neither way, despite her attempts to dislodge it. Her breathing was -labored, and her eyes bloodshot from straining and choking. Once or -twice they succeeded in getting her mouth partly open, but before they -could fairly discover the cause of trouble she had wrested her head -away. - -"I can see a little tuft of green sticking straight up in the middle," -said Uncle Abner, while Bill Jones and Moses held a lantern on each side -of Buttercup's head; "but, land! it's so far down, and such a mite of a -thing, I couldn't git it even if I could use my right hand. S'pose you -try, Bill." - -Bill hemmed and hawed, and confessed he didn't care to try. Buttercup's -teeth were of good size and excellent quality, and he had no fancy for -leaving his hand within her jaws. He said he was no good at that kind of -work, but that he would help Uncle Abner hold the cow's head; that was -just as necessary, and considerable safer. - -Moses was more inclined to the service of humanity, and did his best, -wrapping his wrist in a cloth, and making desperate but ineffectual dabs -at the slippery green turnip-tops in the reluctantly opened throat. But -the cow tossed her head and stamped her feet and switched her tail and -wriggled from under Bill's hands, so that it seemed altogether -impossible to reach the seat of the trouble. - -Uncle Abner was in despair, fuming and fretting the more because of his -own uselessness. "Hitch up, Bill," he said, "and, Hannah, you drive over -to Edgewood for the horse-doctor. I know we can get out that turnip if -we can hit on the right tools and somebody to manage 'em right; but -we've got to be quick about it or the critter'll choke to death, sure! -Your hand's so clumsy, Mose, she thinks her time's come when she feels -it in her mouth, and your fingers are so big you can't ketch holt o' -that green stuff 'thout its slippin'!" - -"Mine's little; let me try," said a timid voice, and turning round, we -saw the Bishop, his trousers pulled on over his night-shirt, his curly -hair ruffled, his eyes big with sleep. - -Uncle Abner gave a laugh of good-humored derision. "You--that's afraid -to drive a cow to pasture? No, sir; you hain't got sand enough for this -job, I guess!" - -Buttercup just then gave a worse cough than ever, and her eyes rolled in -her head as if she were giving up the ghost. - -"I'd rather do it than see her choke to death!" cried the Bishop in -despair. - -"Then, by ginger, you can try it, sonny!" said Uncle Abner. "Now this -time we'll tie her head up. Take it slow, and make a good job of it." - -Accordingly they pried poor Buttercup's jaws open to put a wooden gag -between them, tied her head up, and kept her as still as they could, -while we women held the lanterns. - -"Now, sonny, strip up your sleeve and reach as fur down 's you can! Wind -your little fingers in among that green stuff stickin' up there that -ain't hardly big enough to call green stuff, give it a twist, and pull -for all you're worth. Land! what a skinny little pipe stem!" - -The Bishop had stripped up his sleeve. It was a slender thing, his arm; -but he had driven the red cow all summer, borne her tantrums, protected -her from the consequences of her own obstinacy, taking (as he thought) a -future owner's pride in her splendid flow of milk--grown to love her, in -a word--and now she was choking to death. Love can put a deal of -strength into a skinny little pipe-stem at such a time, and it was only -a slender arm and hand that could have done the work. - -Phil trembled with nervousness, but he made a dexterous and dashing -entrance into the awful cavern of Buttercup's mouth; descended upon the -tiny clump of green spills or spikes, wound his little fingers in among -them as firmly as he could, and then gave a long, steady determined pull -with all the strength in his body. That was not so much in itself, to be -sure, but he borrowed a good deal more from some reserve quarter, the -location of which nobody knows anything about, but upon which everybody -draws in time of need. - -Such a valiant pull you would never have expected of the Little Bishop. -Such a pull that, to his own utter amazement, he suddenly found himself -lying flat on his back on the barn floor, with a very slippery something -in his hand, and a fair-sized but rather dilapidated turnip on the end -of it. - -"That's the business!" cried Moses. - -"I could 'a' done it as easy as nothin' if my arm had been a leetle mite -smaller," said Bill Jones. - -"You're a trump, sonny!" exclaimed Uncle Abner as he helped Moses untie -Buttercup's head and took the gag out. "You're a trump, and, by ginger, -the cow's yourn!" - -The welcome air rushed into Buttercup's lungs and cooled her parched, -torn throat. She was pretty nearly spent, poor thing! and bent her head -gently over the Little Bishop's shoulder as he threw his arms joyfully -about her neck, and whispered, "You're my truly cow now, ain't you, -Buttercup?" - -"Aunt Betty," I said, as we walked home under the harvest moon, "there -are all sorts of cowards, aren't there, and I don't think the Little -Bishop is the worst kind, do you?" - - * * * * * - -TRYING TO SEE THE WIND. - -Did you ever try to see the wind? It is a very pretty experiment, and -one easily performed. In the first place choose a windy day, then secure -a polished piece of metal. (A hand-saw will be the easiest to get.) Hold -the metallic surface at right angles to the direction of the wind. For -example, if the wind is in the north, hold the saw east and west -inclined about forty-five degrees to the horizon. Now look carefully at -the sharp edge, and you will shortly see the wind pouring over it like a -waterfall. Do not try the experiment on a rainy or a murky day. - - - - -[Illustration] - -TORTOISE-SHELLS. - -BY A. V. S. ANTHONY. - - -It was a bright winter morning, and the air outside was frosty and -still. A young maid sat in her cozy chamber dressing her golden-brown -curls, and as she drew her comb through them she heard a sharp crackling -sound that caused her to put on her "thinking-cap," as was her habit -when anything out of the common occurred, for she liked to reason out -matters in her own quiet way. In her studies she had not as yet reached -any allusion to that subtile power known as electricity, so she -concluded that the sound must have come from the comb, which she thought -was possibly made from the shell of a snapping-turtle. Having settled -the affair comfortably in her mind, she finished her toilet hastily, -that she might lose no time in announcing her discovery to the family at -the breakfast table. - -It was the fortunate lot of the head of the family to have been wrecked -on a coral reef. I say fortunate, because "All's well that ends well," -and inside the reef was a small island, on which he, the head of the -family, had the rare experience of witnessing the catching of turtles -and the removal of their shells by some native fishermen. - -Stories of shipwrecked mariners have been so often told that the -incidents of mine need not be repeated here. If, as the Irishman said, -the tale of the _lost_ could be told, it would be quite new and -interesting; but mine was the very ordinary and commonplace. - -After the morning meal was over I told the little maid about it, as I -briefly tell you here. - -I was on my way to Central America, and had almost reached my journey's -end when our ship was wrecked. We struck the reef about nine o'clock at -night. It was a very dark and thick night, and the waves dashed over us -as we huddled together on the quarter-deck while waiting for daylight to -determine in which direction lay possible safety. When the sun rose the -next morning we saw approaching us a canoe containing four Indians, with -whose assistance we got over the dangerous rocks, and were soon on the -island, which was about ten miles distant from the mainland. - -It was a beautiful morning, and after the Indians had made us some hot -coffee and tortillas (an unleavened corn-cake, baked on hot stones), -they went off with the Captain and crew to the wreck, to see if anything -could be saved from it, while I lay under the cocoanut-trees enjoying -the soft tropical air and congratulating myself on my escape. - -When the Captain returned, he determined that he had been driven about -twenty-five miles out of his course by a strong current that sets up -northward along the eastern coast of Yucatan, for which he had not made -proper allowance. - -Day was the period of rest for the Indians, and as we all needed sleep, -we closed our eyes on the lovely yellow light of the Caribbean Sea, and -stretched ourselves under the shelter of the thatched hut. - -Towards sunset the Indians awakened us, and gave us another meal of -coffee and tortillas, with _chile_--an uncommonly hot little green -pepper. The night promised to be fine, and the Indians predicted a good -catch of turtles, as the egg-laying season was nearing its close. So, -after an hour or two of chatting, we went down to the edge of the beach, -and hid ourselves among the tall salt grasses that lined the shore above -high-water mark, where we lay quietly watching the moon rising in its -mysterious way out of the sea. Not a sound was heard, save the soft -murmuring of the waves as they washed over the reef about half a mile -away. We were as still as mice, as the Indians had cautioned us against -talking, for the turtles were shy, and very quick to take alarm. After a -long wait one of the men touched my arm, and pointed to some dark -objects that were slowly crawling out of the water, which was as quiet -as a mill-pond. Those dark objects were five big turtles that had come -ashore to lay their eggs, which are from two to three inches in length, -and sometimes as many as two hundred in number. - -[Illustration: WATCHING THE TURTLES COMING OUT OF THE WATER.] - -This turtle has a small squat head covered with plates of shell, and has -a jaw like the beak of a hawk. It has four limbs, or flippers--the -hindermost being quite long and winglike--which are armed with a couple -of strong nails, with which it digs holes in the sand when it comes -ashore to lay its eggs, and it is very fierce at such times if -disturbed. When the eggs are laid and carefully covered, Mrs. Turtle -waddles off to the water, and gives no further thought of her two -hundred or more children which she has left behind. - -In the course of time the hot sun hatches out the little chelonians, who -burst their shells, and digging their way out of the sand, toddle town -the beach to the sea to begin their careers. - -Their food consists of sea-weed, crabs, and fishes, and when they grow -to be about two hundred pounds in weight, and their shells become -valuable, it behooves them to keep their "weather eyes" open for -dark-skinned men when their maternal instincts prompt them to ramble on -shelving beaches by the light of the moon. - -When the turtles were well up on the shore, the natives rushed out with -stout poles, and after a sharp tussle succeeded in turning them over on -their backs--no easy task, as they were nearly four feet long, and -weighed several hundred pounds. - -Once on their backs they were helpless, as they were unable to regain -their natural position. Long after midnight we added another to our -catch, and then went to rest, leaving the turtles on the beach. - -In the morning the natives rolled them over, and after fastening their -flippers to stakes driven into the beach, built a light fire on their -backs, which caused the plates to curl at the edges, under which a knife -was passed and the plates removed, leaving underneath a solid body of -bony substance, which is the real protecting shield. - -The fire seemed to cause the turtles much pain, as they moaned in quite -a human way, but the work was soon over, and on being released, the poor -things crawled down the beach and disappeared into the sea. The natives -are very careful not to fatally injure them, as they are not very -numerous in these waters, and would soon be exterminated if -indiscriminately slaughtered, and this is the only variety--the -hawksbill, _Erectmochelys imbricata_, the zoologists call them--that -yields the tortoise-shell of commerce. I was told that a second shell -soon formed, but it grew as one solid mass, and had no commercial value. - -There are thirteen of these plates, and the centre one, on a full-grown -specimen, is oftentimes fully fifteen inches long, weighing over half a -pound, and ranging from an eighth to a quarter of an inch in thickness. - -The finest shell comes from the Eastern Archipelago, around the Celebes, -and along the coast of New Guinea, and its value depends on its mottled -color; that having a warm transparent yellow tone, with rich brown -spots, is the most sought after, and brings the highest price. It is a -horny substance, much harder, more brittle, and less fibrous than -ordinary horn, and it is very tender, and should not be exposed to -severe cold. - -In preparing the plates for manufacturing purposes, they are first -carefully scraped and washed, the rough edges filed off, and then -treated to a bath of boiling water, after which they are subjected to -pressure to flatten them. Great care must be used to avoid overheating -them, as an excess of heat destroys the transparent and translucent -portions, and turns them into a muddy, opaque mass, and thus impairs the -market value, so only the most skilful workmen are intrusted with the -finer grades, as long practice enables them to work the material at a -moderately low temperature. - -The shell has an extremely peculiar quality, and with the proper degree -of heat can be fashioned into any desired form, which it retains on -cooling. All the chips, scraps, and filings that come from working the -shells are carefully saved, as they can be softened and pressed into -moulds of various shapes. - -When thickness is desired, two surfaces are roughened by rasping, and -the pieces are then plunged into boiling water, which liquefies the -superficial film, and transforms it into a sort of gluey paste, and when -the two pieces are pressed together--sometimes between hot irons--a -solid mass is obtained, without loss of the valuable qualities so much -esteemed. Many cheap compositions and a large amount of stained horn are -on the market, which are sold to the unwary as real tortoise-shell, but -the fraud is easily detected. - -The old Romans held the shell in high favor, and used it very freely to -veneer furniture, etc.; and the modern French and German craftsmen -decorate their buhl cabinets with it in connection with gold, silver, -and copper. To-day it is made into many articles of jewelry, chains, -sleeve-buttons, lorgnettes, combs, and other toilet articles. To-morrow -it may be out of fashion, and be laid away with camel's-hair shawls. - - - - -CAPTAIN JACK'S CHRISTMAS GIFT. - - -It was just in the holiday season when Bob and Tommie were delighted to -receive a visit from their old friend Captain Hawkins from the -sea-shore. - -"Just thought I'd run up to town for a few minutes," he said, as if it -were necessary for him to explain his presence in town. "You see, I've -got a few nevews an' several thousand gran'children what likes to hear -from me about Christmas-time, so I goes about Bemberton-by-the-Sea, and -all I can find in the shops down thereabouts is the same old things -they've had for the last forty year." - -"My! Captain Hawkins," said Bob. "Forty years? Are your nephews and -grandchildren as old as that?" - -"Well, pretty nearly," said the Captain, with an uneasy laugh. "Pretty -nearly; and when you get to be forty you get kind of tired o' tin pails -and wooden spades and little red jumpin'-jacks an' doll babbies and -lemon drops. You boys don't understand that, but wait till you get to be -forty year old, and see if I ain't tellin' you the solemnest kind o' -truth." - -"I guess you're right," said Bob. "I gave my daddy a fine old -Jack-in-the-box once, and he laughed like everything at first; but he -didn't play with it much, and finally it came back to me again. Pop's -pretty nearly forty." - -"Yes, an' I guess he laughed like sixty when he saw that Bob-in-a-box." - -"Jack-in-a-box," said Bob, with a smile. - -"All the same," retorted the old Captain. "Jack-in-a-box, -Tommie-in-a-box, or Bob-in-a-box! I never could see why they took the -trouble to specify, and if I'd ever have had any children o' my own the -Jack-in-a-box would ha' been named after 'em." - -"But, Captain, you were just speaking of your grandchildren," said -Tommie. "How can you have any grandchildren if you haven't had any -children?" - -"Oh, that's easy," replied the Captain. "I've adopted 'em. Whenever I -see boy or a girl that strikes me as being grand I adopt 'em and call -'em my grandchildren. I guess I've got most a million of 'em scattered -round." - -"And you've come up to get a million Christmas presents for 'em?" cried -Bob, in ecstasy. - -"Yep--only there ain't more'n ten of 'em," said the Captain, "that -expects anything. I'm goin' to spend ten cents apiece on 'em, but first -I've got to get the other eight." - -Bob looked at Tommie and Tommie looked at Bob. They were really puzzled -to think what the Captain could mean. - -"The other eight?" asked Bob. - -"Yes," said Hawkins. "You boys ain't the only grandchildren I've got. I -love you, but you ain't the only ones I love. There's at least eight -more. And what do you suppose I'm goin' to give you all for Christmas?" - -The boys gave it up. - -"Well," said the Captain, in a whisper, "as I was a-comin' up Broadway -a-lookin' into the windows, all of a sudden I see a hoss-car goin' along -without a hoss, and I says goodness gracious that's funny. A hoss-car -without a hoss, an' what was queerest of all, _no trolley_! Boys, it -scaret me. Me who was never scaret before was scaret then. So I says to -a policeman, 'Great scott! Mr. Constable, say, what makes that car go so -fast?' 'It's the cable,' says he. My goodness thinks I, I'm sorry for -the man that has to pull it, but I jumps aboard one of 'em, pays my five -cents, and I have the finest sail from Forty-second Street to the -Battery you ever see. No wind, no steam, nothin' in sight to move you, -but movin' just the same, just as if you was on a sled slidin' down a -hill. It _was fine_. Goin' around by Fourteenth Street you got lurched -like as if you was at sea, an' then with a clear track and no squalls we -just bounded down past Canal and Wall streets to Bowlin' Green, and back -as slick as anything. And I says to myself, Cap'n Hawkins you've struck -it. Don't give the boys no pails, no Jims-in-the-boxes, no spades, no -nothin', but get the whole ten of 'em together and give 'em a ride on -the cable-car whether you're sorry for the feller that pulls the rope or -not. So I'm goin' back to Bemberton for the other eight, and when you -boys are free I want you to join us for a sail from Central Park down -and back, eh?" - - - - -VOLCANOES--THEIR MODE OF ACTION AND ORIGIN. - -BY NATHANIEL S. SHALER, - -PROFESSOR OF GEOLOGY AT HARVARD UNIVERSITY. - - -In endeavoring to set before the reader an account of volcanoes, I find -a difficulty arising from the fact that very few people have had a -chance to see these curious features in the machinery of the earth. In -the United States, except in the far-away island district of Alaska, -there is not one that has been seen by white men in a state of activity. -Many, it is true, exist in the Cordilleran district, between the -Canadian and Mexican line, but these are for the most part inaccessible, -or, if conveniently placed for the tourists' convenience, are not well -suited to show the most important facts of these structures. In writing -about the sea, rivers, mountains, glaciers, or any other class of -natural objects, our country affords admirable means of illustration, -which may serve to convey clear impressions; but the story of volcanoes -has to be told without this help. - -It is otherwise in the Old World. In Europe, AEtna and Vesuvius have had -their activity associated with that of the most cultivated people of the -world for about twenty-five centuries; and at many points, as in the -valley of the Po or in central France, there are groups of volcanoes -which are, though no longer active, in a very perfect state of -preservation, within sight of the ways which are traversed by all -sight-seeing travellers. - -Its convenient position, immediately neighboring to the most beautiful -scenery and the greatest treasures of antiquity, has made Vesuvius the -volcano of all others which people are likely to see. Probably a hundred -climb it for one who ascends any other cone. This is true of our own -countrymen who travel as well as those of Europe. This choice of -Vesuvius as the volcano of pilgrimage is fortunate, for the reason that -though by no means a great specimen of its kind, it is perhaps the most -useful to the student of all the thousands that have been examined and -described by observers of volcanic phenomena. Therefore, as we should -begin our inquiry by seeing what occurs in a volcanic outbreak, and the -consequences of these explosions, we will make our study on this -beautiful cone. - -It is characteristic of this most amiable of volcanoes that of late -years it has been in many frequent slight eruptions. The greater number -of craters lie sleeping for hundreds or perhaps thousands of years, -until they break forth with a fury that sends desolation to the country -for miles from the point where the discharge takes place. But Vesuvius, -which in its early years was given to furious storms, such as that which -overwhelmed Herculaneum and Pompeii eighteen centuries ago, has now -become so mild-mannered that men till their vineyards in a fearless way -on the slopes which lead up to the crater. - -It was my good fortune, about fifteen years ago, on one of several -visits to Vesuvius, to find it in an excellent state for an inquiry, -which showed me more of what goes on in an eruption, and led to a better -insight into the nature of the work than has often been seen by the -geologist. There was a slight eruption in progress during the night; -from the windows of my lodging in Naples I could see the successive -puffs of fire from the crater coming regularly, several each minute. On -the following morning there was a strong northerly wind blowing, which -made me hope it would be possible to approach the edge of the opening -without danger from the falling stones. - -Climbing the long way which leads from the railway station on the shores -of the bay, through the gardens, villages, and vineyards, I came at -length to the observatory which has been established on the border of -the area which is reasonably safe in times of trouble. Here I learned -that the instruments which show the tremblings of the earth, the small -earthquakes which are not perceived by our bodies, indicated that the -cone was in a state of constant trembling. The observers who watch this -apparatus thought it likely that some time during the day the cone would -be blown away in a violent eruption, such as now and then sends the -upper part of this and many other volcanoes flying into bits before the -fierce blast of the escaping vapors. - -My way lay across a wide field of lava and cinders to the place where -the steep slope of the upper cone rose to the level where the crater was -bombarding the sky with the rapidity of a well-served cannon. The climb -up this cone, composed of the bits of lava which had been blown into the -air and had fallen down again to the earth, was very laborious. The -slope was as steep as a house roof. It took three steps to gain each -foot in height. Now and then a stronger blast from the crater would -shake the heap, so that it was hard to keep the ground that had been -gained. It took a long hour to win the height of four or five hundred -feet. - -[Illustration: "CREEPING TO THE SHARP EDGE OF THE CRATER, I SAW INTO THE -VERY MOUTH OF THE VOLCANO."] - -Creeping to the sharp edge of the crater, and peering cautiously into -the cavity, I saw into the very mouth of the volcano. The cup-shaped -depression was about three hundred feet in diameter, and perhaps half -that depth; it passed downward into a well-like pipe, perhaps sixty feet -across. The lower part of the pit was, even in the bright sunlight, -evidently red-hot. The sides of the pipe were white-hot. On this lower -part of the pit, which shone like the eye of a furnace, a mass of very -fluid lava was lashing up and down, now rising until it filled the -bottom of the basin with its fiery tide, again sinking until it was out -of sight. - -Each time the lava rose up into the basin it swelled quickly in its -middle part, and in the twinkling of an eye it was broken by an -explosion of such violence that a quantity of the fluid rock was tossed -in fragments high into the air. As this sped upward and downward, it had -a chance partly to cool, so that as it fell on the edge of the cone -opposite to where I was the roar of its striking was very suggestive of -what would happen if the wind should die away. - -Although the circumstances were such as made it hard to observe closely, -I had no difficulty in seeing that the vapor which blew out at each -explosion was steam. As it came forth, it was of the steel-blue color -which we see just where the steam comes from the safety-valve of a very -hot boiler. As it rose in the crater it soon became white, and as it -whirled around me it had the well-known odor of steam, mingled with that -of sulphur. In a word, it was evident that it was the vapor of water -which was the cause of the explosions. - -After I had watched this fascinating scene for about half an hour, with -much inconvenience from the heat of the earth and from the shaking of -the ground on which I lay, the explosions, which were at first at the -rate of three or four each minute, became more and more frequent and -violent, and the strong wind began to die away, so that a speedy retreat -was necessary to escape the bits of lava, which were now falling -heavily. Looking back from the base of the cone, I noted that the -explosions came faster and faster, so that it sounded as a continuous -roar. It was just as when a locomotive starts on its journey. At the -outset we can count the puffs; as the cylinders move faster and faster -the escape sounds perfectly continuous. - -From the base of the cinder cone there flowed out a small lava stream. -This lava was evidently full of steam, which poured forth from all parts -of the surface. This is seen in all eruptions. Clouds of steam hung over -the streams of lava. They are often visible ten miles or more away from -the current of molten rock. In a great eruption the steam given forth -from the crater often forms, as it condenses, into rains, that fall in -fearful torrents about the cone. It is evident, in a word, that the -explosions of volcanoes are formed by the escape of the vapor of water. -They are, indeed, like the explosions of boilers. - -The question now arises as to the way in which this steam gets into the -lava. This we can decide by a simple bit of study of the facts. Taking a -map which shows the positions of several hundred active volcanoes, we -find at once that they are all situated on the sea floor, from which -they rise to form islands on its surface; or, when they are on the -continents, they are never more than two hundred and fifty miles from -the ocean. This shows that the activity of a volcano is, in some way, -related to the sea-water. The only way in which we have been able to -reasonably conceive of the sea bringing about volcanic explosions will -now be described. - -On the sea floor there is a constant laying down of -sediments--limestones, sandstones, etc. We know by the parts of the old -sea floor that have been uplifted into dry lands that such beds have -been formed, to the thickness in all of one or two hundred thousand -feet. These beds are made of small bits of rocky matter and fragments of -dead animals and plants. These bits do not fit closely together, and the -interspaces are filled with sea water, so that as much as one-twelfth of -the rock is usually made up of the fluid in which it was formed. As the -ages go on, these beds, with the water which they hold, are buried -deeper and deeper by the newer rocks which are laid down upon them, -until it may be that they are thus brought to lie twenty miles or more -below the surface of the solid earth. - -Next let us see as to the heat to which these rocks, with their -imprisoned water, are exposed. We know, from a great number of studies -which have been made in mines that for each mile we go downward in the -earth there is an increase in heat, differing a good deal in different -places, but on the average amounting to about one hundred degrees. -Therefore, at the depth of twenty miles the imprisoned water would have -a temperature of about two thousand degrees. In other words, it would be -about as hot as the melted iron that comes from the blast-furnace. Thus -heated, the water of the tiny cells of the rock would tend to explode -with something like the intensity of gun-powder when it was fired; but -as it is sealed in by the great thickness of the rock above, it cannot -_burst_ into vapor--just as in the steam-boiler the water stays as a -fluid even when it is heated twice as hot as it needs be to become steam -when it is not confined. - -Let us now suppose that a rift, or, as geologists call it, a fault, is -formed in the rocks leading from the surface downward to the level where -this very explosive water lies. We can readily fancy that at once the -fluid would flash into steam; and as this occurred in the myriads of -little cavities in the rocks, which were so heated that they tended to -become melted, great quantities of the beds would be forced along with -the escaping steam in the form of lava. We see also that this would -account for the fact that when the lava comes to the surface of the -earth it is commonly filled with steam. When it rises quickly to the -air, it is blown to fine dust by the expanding vapor; or if it does not -fly to pieces, the little bits of water expand into bubbles, forming -pumice or lava, so full of little cavities that it will float on the -water like cork. - -This view as to the origin of volcanoes, although it would not be -accepted by all the students of these strange features of the earth, -seems most probable, for the reason that it accounts for the fact that -all the seats of present volcanic activity are on the floor of the seas -or near their borders, and that the extinct volcanoes which we have had -a chance to study lost their activity at a time when, by the changes in -the shape of the land, the sea was moved away from the region where they -were found. We easily perceive that it is only where, as in the sea, -beds are being laid down, one on top of another, that the heat is rising -in the rocks, and the water in their crevices becoming hotter; beneath -the land the rocks are always becoming less heated, so that the water -which they contain is constantly cooling down. - -I have spoken of the water contained in the very heated rocks as if it -remained in the state of fluid. It is likely that, when in its very hot -state, it may be changed into its gases, oxygen and hydrogen, of which -it is composed, and that these gases would again become the vapor of -water as they rose toward the surface and were somewhat cooled. This and -other matters of chemical detail which go on in the wonderful laboratory -of the under-earth do not hinder our believing that volcanoes are due to -the escape of the water which is constantly being buried in the rocks as -they are built. So large is the amount of this water which lies thus -buried that probably it amounts to somewhere near as much as is held in -all the seas. Were it not for the return of the buried fluid through the -volcanoes, the oceans would doubtless be much smaller than they are. -They might, indeed, have long since disappeared in the crevices of the -earth. - - - - -A LOYAL TRAITOR. - -A STORY OF THE WAR OF 1812 BETWEEN AMERICA AND ENGLAND. - -BY JAMES BARNES. - - -CHAPTER XI. - -THE SWORD-FISH AND THE WHALE. - -Now again we had changed our course, and were going before the wind -directly to the westward. The breeze was light, and better for a small -vessel than for a heavy, deep-laden man-of-war, and we might have run -away in safety if we chose. That something was up, however, that meant -adventure no one could help seeing. - -Orders were given, without any bawling or shouting, to get down the -top-gallant masts on deck. The crew worked like ants. (I loved them for -the way they went about it.) The yards were lowered to the deck as -quickly as if they were clothes-poles in a drying-yard. I had never seen -anything done so neatly and with such despatch. Our headway decreased, -of course, as we lost the use of our upper sails. - -Mr. Spencer, who was aloft, reported to the deck: "We're hidden now, -Captain Temple," he said. "She might pass within a quarter of a mile of -us and never see us." - -Purposely I had stepped close to him as he spoke to the Captain, and the -latter's reply was as astonishing to me as it apparently startled the -officer. Temple was eagerness in every line of his face. He struck his -right fist into the palm of his left. - -"The closer the better," he exclaimed. Then he turned. "What are the -soundings?" he inquired of the bow-legged man who had hastened up. (I -have forgotten to state that we had been heaving the lead for the last -half-hour.) - -"Six fathoms, sir, and shoaling; here it is, sir." - -"Prepare to lower away the long-boat, Mr. Bullard," the skipper ordered, -after a glance at the lead. "Mount the forward swivel in her, pick a -crew, take a boat's compass, and make off due west. Mr. Spencer, you -will take command of her. A word with you." - -Every one looked at the Captain in astonishment, but no one asked a -question or put in a word. As I was one of the crew of the long boat, I -helped to get her ready and swing her overboard. The swivel was lashed -on the forward gratings, and half a dozen muskets were handed down to -her, and we shoved off. Mr. Spencer was pale and nervous. As we left the -brig's side we saw that her helm had been put hard down, and that she -once more was headed north. There was just enough wind to move her -slowly through the water. In three minutes she was lost to sight. - -We had been resting on our oars, and now Mr. Spencer spoke for the first -time. - -"Make no noise," he said. "Pull slowly, straight ahead." - -We gave way, trying our best to silence the thumping in the row-locks. -So light was the breeze that we could have kept apace of a vessel's -sailing. For ten minutes we rowed on, and then we stopped again, and -Spencer spoke.' - -"Load that swivel and get ready with those muskets," he ordered. - -I heard him mutter something in which I caught the words "tomfoolery" -and "nonsense," and I looked back over my shoulder. A half-dozen -perplexed-looking marines were grouped in the bow, and three sailors -were ramming home a charge in the swivel. - -"Lads," said Mr. Spencer, "it's Captain Temple's orders to fire into -that frigate and get away, if we can. It all depends upon yourselves and -the way this boat is handled whether we are blown out of the water, or -cut to pieces, or escape with whole skins. I want no talking in the -boat." - -The man beside me on the thwart pulled his shirt over his head, and -several others did likewise. They sat there bare from the waist up, and -their torsos looked like those of the men in some of the old engravings -in the handsome books I had read at Marshwood. - -We were pulling slowly ahead now, and for fully a quarter of an hour we -rowed without a break. Then Mr. Spencer called for oars, and we drifted -a long time. - -"Listen!" said one of the men in the bow, suddenly. He was bending over, -with his hand making a hollow back of his ear. Half of the crew did -likewise. For a minute I could hear nothing. Then I detected a groaning -sound and a ripple of the water. It was the noise of a vessel's sailing. - -"I can see her, sir," the bowman said in a hoarse whisper. "She's not -five cable-lengths away." - -The Lieutenant rose to his feet, and I could see that his hand was -trembling as he fumbled in the breast of his jacket. He pulled a -boatswain's whistle out and put it to his lips. But before he blew he -spoke calmly. - -"Bring that gun to bear on her," he said. - -"Blow her out of water," spoke up the man beside me, with a chuckle. - -What utter foolishness it seemed to me even then (and of a truth it -probably was that anyhow) to attack a frigate in a long-boat armed with -six muskets and a broadside that you could carry in the crown of your -hat! But no one seemed to flinch. - -"Give way softly," whispered Mr. Spencer, taking the tiller himself from -the cockswain. Then, without warning, the silver pipe shrilled out, and -he bawled at the top of his voice, as if he were commanding a ship's -crew, instead of a handful of mystified seamen in a cockle-shell: "All -hands on deck there, and lively! There's a vessel here astern of us! -Port your helm!" He answered this order himself with an, "Ay, ay, sir," -and leaning forward shouted, "Fire!" - -Close to the water a great shape could be seen. The little gun -slap-banged, and almost jumped overboard with the recoil. The six -muskets rang; and, animated more by the gesture of Mr. Spencer's hand -than the word, we laid back on the oars. We took perhaps some forty -strokes or more, when the Lieutenant called for us to cease, with a -sound of a hiss betwixt his teeth. The huge shape was now astern of us -on the port hand close too. We had rowed across her bow! Now so tense -was every nerve, and at such a tension was my mind, that I remembered -everything I heard and saw so that I can repeat it to a dot. - -The shot and volley had been followed by a confused cry and a great -to-do from the direction of the frigate. Now we could hear a confused -jumble of accents, and above it the cries of a man's voice in agony, -"Oh, oh, I'm killed!" it said distinctly. Then a voice commanded -silence, and we could make out every word that passed. - -"Can you see anything ahead there, you men forward?" asked a voice so -close that it appeared to be directed towards us. - -"No, sir; not a thing, sir!" was the answer. If anything, it sounded -closer than the first. - -Then cool and distinct we caught the following orders, as we sat there -holding our breaths, and our hearts beating so loudly that we nearly -rocked the boat. - -"Ready about! Ready! Ready! Put your helm down, quartermaster." - -"Helm's alee, sir." - -"Haul taut! Mainsail, haul!" (An anxious waiting pause.) "Head braces! -Haul well taut! Let go, and haul!" - -So firmly were these words impressed upon me that I never had to learn -afterwards the orders for tacking ship. - -Now followed a rumbling sound and some shouts and orders, and then a -crash and an explosion that ripped the fog and cut great gashes of red -flame through the gray opaque wall. - -"Gee!" said the man next to me, with a shiver, "if that had caught us, -eh!" - -"Good-by, Mary Ann!" said the man in front, looking back over his -shoulder. - -Mr. Spencer was leaning forward. "They think we're off there," he -whispered, jerking his thumb over his shoulder. "Lads, you did well." - -Now all was silence again, and the frigate gathered headway to the -north. We staid where we were. - -But now, if I shall live to be a hundred, I can never get one sound from -my ears. To the eastward, and beyond the English vessel, sounded the -shrilling of a fife. The first bars of "Yankee Doodle" was the tune it -played. I almost leaped up to my feet, but the music was soon ended, for -a rattling swingeing crash followed a burst of blurred red flame. I -could smell the smoke from the frigate's broadside that reached us now. -But it was not she that spoke the second time. - -"Kill-Devil's got the weather-gauge of her, by Moses!" said the sailor -next to me, putting his arm about my neck and giving me a hug. - -"Silence in the boat there," ordered Mr. Spencer, angrily. - -A roaring crash and confusion of explosions followed. The men in the bow -began to laugh hysterically, and even Mr. Spencer joined them. - -"The _Young Eagle_'s got under her quarter. She'll rip her hide," he -laughed. "Hark! did you hear that? It's the long twelve. Don't cheer, -you fools!" - -It was well he had given this order, for the men were about to burst -into a shout. One of them dropped his oar, and was roundly reprimanded -for it. But now a multitude of sounds came from the direction of the -fighting-vessels. Groans and orders, cries and firing, and above them -all the comments from close about me, that in my ignorance I did not -exactly understand. - -"Old Johnny Bull's missed stays," roared Mr. Spencer, laughing. "It's -the sword-fish and the whale. Stab her again, Captain Temple, stab her -again!" - -A distinct broadside was heard, and then a cheer, followed by a confused -roaring, with high treble shrieks, like a countertenor's note in a -chorus. - -"Bleed, bleed, bleed," muttered the man next to me. - -"That was our cheer," gurgled the cockswain, sawing to and fro in his -narrow little box; but no sooner had he spoken than a crash louder and -brighter colored than any of the rest ripped out. - -"The frigate's broadside!" gasped Mr. Spencer. - -All was silence now. - -"Heaven help us, they've sunk her!" the Lieutenant said, hoarsely. - -No sound for full five minutes. - -Three or four shots now, and then silence again. It appeared to me that -the fog had lessened. A fine drizzle was falling; and we could see the -outlines of a vessel not a quarter of a mile away from us. - -"Pull for your lives!" cried Mr. Spencer. "Pull for your lives!" - -We gave way together, and the heavy boat was soon hitting up a good pace -and burying her nose as she rose and fell on the seas. The Lieutenant -took a glance at the small compass, and headed us toward the northwest. - -"We're close to Long Island," he said. "I can't make out the _Young -Eagle_ at all. That ship's the Britisher." - -We had rowed but a few minutes longer when, as if by a miracle, the mist -cleared away and the sun shone out. Clear and distinct a big vessel lay -off to the eastward. The hated emblem of St. George flew at her peak. - -"I thought as much," remarked Mr. Spencer to the cockswain. "She's -grounded on the sand bank. That's what Temple counted on." - -But hurrah! to the windward of the British vessel was a sight that gave -us joy. There was the _Young Eagle_, eating up into the wind, with her -jib-boom hanging, and one of her yards aslant. Somehow Temple had found -time to get up his top-gallant masts again, for they were both in place. -But now those on board the frigate had espied us; that was plain enough. -She was not so large a vessel as she had first seemed, being of the -smaller class, carrying probably not over thirty-two guns at the most. -She was badly cut up from the effects of her encounter with the brig, -however. Her foretopmast was gone, her mainyard was over the side, and -all her running-gear in great confusion. If Captain Temple had been an -officer of the regular navy he might have deserved cashiering for such a -foolhardy bit of business as attacking a powerful vessel when he might -have escaped. He was the only one on board the privateer, however, who -had reckoned her at less than forty-four guns, and besides this, after -his glance at the lead he knew where he was, and could have pricked his -position to a certainty on the map. I know that now. - -As Mr. Spencer had said, he surely must have counted on the proximity of -the sand bar. If the frigate had been taking careful soundings, she -would never have got on to it. - -The fresh wind that had spoiled the fog was coming from the northward (I -can recall no day in my seafaring life when it blew from so many -different points as it had in the last ten hours). But I am wandering -from the recital of what occurred, and now to pick it up again. - -As I have stated, the frigate had seen us, and proof positive was not -wanting, for a puff of smoke from one of the guns of her forward -division leaped from her side, and the ball came spattering along toward -us. - -"Oh, shoot the shot!" laughed one of the bowmen. We were missed by fully -a cable's length. - -But the wind was against us, and with a good light to observe our -progress I noticed that we were making slow headway. The long-boat was -intended to be rowed by six oars of a side. Now, owing to the extra men -that we carried, there was only room for ten men to do the pulling; and -by some mistake the oars that we were wielding were not all of the same -length, some of the cutter's having been put in by mistake. The weight -of the swivel caused us to be well down by the head, moreover, and the -cockswain had to mind his eye to keep headed straight. All idea, of -course, of our getting back to the brig that day at least was done for, -and to save ourselves we were making for the shore of Long Island, -distant about three miles. But we were not out of range of the guns on -the frigate, and consequently we were yet in danger. - -"Come aft here, you men in the bow!" ordered Mr. Spencer. "She'll row -better. Here, stir a foot!" - -He looked back, and just as he did so there came another puff of smoke. -I saw the ball smash into the top of a wave, strike the water again, and -then, slightly deflected, it came right for us. I saw this first, and -backed water, giving a shout of fear. The men in the bow gave a leap -forward and tumbled in among us, sprawling over our heads and shoulders, -and bruising shins and elbows. - -If the shot had struck four inches lower we would have been sunk then -and there. It caught the gunwale forward, just abreast of the grating on -which the swivel was lashed. The poor fellow pulling the bow oar on that -side gave a shriek and dropped his oar, clasping both hands about his -head. I looked back and saw the blood trickling over his shoulders and -through his fingers. A splinter had almost scalped him. We yawed about -and shipped the top of a sea, and it looked like the end of matters, for -we were out away to within eight inches of the water, and the bow badly -stove and broken. - -"Cast loose that gun and heave it overboard, two of you," roared Mr. -Spencer. "The rest all aft. No! Steady! Debrin, you and Jones keep your -place, and pull, do ye hear, pull." - -I laid back with all my might, and so did the man next to me. The brave -lad in the bow had recovered from the shock of his flesh-wound, and with -another fellow cast off the lashings of the swivel and dumped it over -the side. I can never forget the sight of that gory man working there -with his broad naked back red from his head to his waist. As soon as it -was finished he tumbled weakly across the thwart. The men in the -stern-sheets were baling with their hands, and one was using Mr. -Spencer's cocked hat with great effect, while Jones and I were giving -way at top strength and keeping with a great effort the seas from -broaching us. As the weight was now in the stern, we could ride, bar -accidents, in half safety. And the oars were taken up again. The bowman -bent over and tied up his wounded comrade's head with his neckerchief, -and for this the other thanked him as he might for some slight courtesy. -But a new terror threatened us. - -Two successive shots that had been fired at us during the confusion went -wide, but now we saw that they were lowering away a great barge over the -Englishman's side, and that the men were sliding down into her. - -"Heigh! Look there! The _Young Eagle_'s coming down to pick us up, -lads," cried Mr. Spencer, turning about in response to a touch on his -elbow from the cockswain. "Pull now, and get down to it!" - -He headed the long-boat more to the westward, and we could see that the -_Young Eagle_ had repaired some of her damage, and had tacked in the -direction we were going. She would have passed almost within range of -the frigate, but all at once the latter vessel gained sternway (her -top-sails had been aback for some few minutes), and she worked off the -bar. Our hopes of rescue fell. Turning on her heel, she made out to meet -our brig. Now we perceived that the frigate's sides were gashed, and two -or three of her ports astern had been knocked into one big opening. But -the barge was after us! Every man rowing in our boat could count her -strokes. There was no use of making light of it! She was gaining at -every jump, lifting high above the top of a sea, and now and again -almost disappearing. - -There were twelve good men behind those long white sweeps, and they -rowed a light boat with speed in her. We were making for the shore now, -and grunting with the weight we put into every backward swing. Mr. -Spencer was talking to us after the fashion of a cockswain to a racing -crew, calling out continually: - -"Lift her, boys! That's the ticket! Pull altogether," and so forth. - -My mouth grew so dry that I could not swallow, and I could feel my head -roll backward and forward. Presently I began to row with my eyes shut, -for it seemed an effort to keep my lids from falling. One of the men in -the stern began to spatter us with water to refresh us, for the sun was -blistering hot by this time. The Lieutenant stopped his cackling. - -The stroke oars were being helped at their work by two men pushing as -the rowers pulled. I caught a dim sight of this, and wished that some -one could lay hold of my sweep with me, for my forearms pained, and I -felt gone in the pit of my stomach. How long we rowed that way I do not -know, but suddenly I was awakened, as it were, by hearing Mr. Spencer -say: - -"Lads, you have held your own. Keep at it!" Then in a lower tone he -added, "Get ready with those muskets." - -This speech had called me to my senses, and it was almost with a shock -of surprise that I found myself keeping up the stroke. My eyes had been -closed so long that the light dazzled me, and at first I could see -nothing, but I felt better than I had before I closed them. And now to -say something that is of interest. A refreshment often comes to a man -whose muscles have apparently expended all their strength, and thus it -was with me. I was working on my heart and nerves alone, on the very -life of me, as it were, and to keep this up too long means ruin; that is -its limitation. When my eyes could focus, what little breath I had -almost checked. - -There was the English barge _not three hundred yards astern_! A -despairing look behind me, and I saw that the shore was yet a half-mile -off. The sea was breaking in little rolls of white on every hand, and we -were in shoal water that had a peculiar yellowish look. I noticed Mr. -Spencer kicking off his boots. - -I closed my eyes again, for the sweat stung them, and I felt a blackness -coming over me. But just then the crack of a musket sounded in front of -me. It was followed by another, and a little action began, for the -English boat was answering. I was wide-awake once more now, but in a -dream apparently. The marines would stand up and fire, and then squat -down and load again. I could hear the English bullets sing past. - -"Ouch!" exclaimed the cockswain, all at once, as if he had dropped -something on his toe. - -A ball had struck him on the fleshy part of the thigh, and he sat there -rubbing it and talking in such a comical way that the man on the thwart -next to me laughed outright in a hoarse, jarring fashion. - -[Illustration: A BREAKING WAVE CATCHING US UNDER THE QUARTER WE ROLLED -OVER FAIRLY.] - -We were in the surf by this time, and the British barge was -half-pistol-shot away, when No. 5 on the starboard hand fell over in a -faint; the cockswain got another ball, this time in the wrist, that -caused him to let go the tiller, and a breaking wave catching us under -the quarter, we rolled over fairly end for end with a clatter. When I -came up, there was a tremendous seething and bubbling in my ears, and -putting out my arm I managed to catch hold of the tiller-hooks of the -overturned boat, and hung on with all my might. - -"Help me!" cried a voice. I looked about, and saw the wounded seaman -weakly swimming alongside. I extended my hand to him, and observed that -eight or ten others were holding fast with straining fingers to the -long-boat. - -The English barge was backing in carefully and with skill. We were not a -cable's length from shore, and making for it hand over hand, swimming -with the ease of a porpoise, was Mr. Spencer. I knew it was he by the -gleam of gold lace on his high collar. But the seaman had grasped me so -tightly that I lost my hold, and there came to me the sense that I was -drowning, and did not care at all. - -[TO BE CONTINUED.] - - - - -A FAIRY FETE. - -BY EMMA J. GRAY. - - -"I'm to be a fairy god-mother to-night," were Mabel's words, as, sitting -in the large Indian chair, her eyes glistened with anticipation. - -"What will you wear?" - -"Oh, one of Millie's old costumes. You may remember that three years ago -she took part in the fairies' dream!" - -"Yes, I remember." - -"Well, by a little alteration the same frock and wings will do for me." - -"Are you to have anything to say?" - -"I'm to have everything to say. And I'm to wear a crown with a big star -in the centre," and up went her hand to indicate the place. "And my -wings are showered with diamond dust, and my dress--oh-h, it dazzles my -eyes under gas-light! You ought to see the silver spangles!" - -"What's the entertainment for, Mabel?" - -"Oh, just to amuse people. It is to be given in Mrs. R's---- parlor. Lots -of folks will be there. It will be simply gorgeous! You know it's the -fad now to have a magician or something to entertain one's friends, and -I'm to be sacrificed to-night." - -And then up the merry girl jumped to practise a violin solo. - -Every reader of HARPER'S ROUND TABLE is familiar with the tales of Hans -Andersen and the Brothers Grimm, but it is possible that every one does -not appreciate what delightful entertainment they would make. Therefore -when Ralph and Margaret wonder what their league could give to replenish -the treasury, select an appropriate fairy-tale, and while your committee -are making the business arrangements, the persons who are to take part -should be busy with rehearsals, so that when the night of entertainment -arrives, and the house is packed to overflowing, no one will be covered -with shame and confusion of face. - -Among many wonderful tales worthy of particular mention is "Little Ida's -Flowers," because it is capable of charming representation and -necessitates many characters. It may be given at any time of the year. - -_Characters:_ - - LITTLE IDA, _a short girl_. - STUDENT, _a tall boy_. - FIRST FAIRY. - SECOND FAIRY. - PRIVY COUNCILLOR, _a boy representing a middle-aged man_. - THE READER, _a girl_. - YELLOW LILY, _a girl_. - BLUE CROCUS, _a boy_. - FLOWERS, _girls and boys_. - BUTTERFLIES, _girls and boys_. - -SCENE FIRST.--A library, showing a table, lamp, easy-chairs, sofa, one -very high chair representing a throne. Ida, costumed as a little girl, -walks toward the Student, who is seated on the sofa, and holds towards -him a bunch of flowers. - -[Illustration] - -_Ida_. "My poor flowers are quite dead. They were so pretty yesterday, -and now all the leaves are withered. Why do the flowers look so faded -to-day?" - -_Student_. "Do you know what's the matter? The flowers have been at a -ball last night, and that's why they hang their heads." - -_Ida_. "But flowers cannot dance!" - -_Student_. "Oh yes! When it grows dark and we are asleep they jump about -merrily. Almost every night they have a ball." - -_Ida_. "Can children go to this ball?" - -_Student_. "Yes, quite little daisies and lilies-of-the-valley." - -_Ida_. "Where do the beautiful flowers dance?" - -_Student_. "Have you not often been outside of the town gate, by the -great castle where the King lives in summer, and where the beautiful -garden is with all the flowers? You have seen the swans which swim up to -you when you want to give them bread crumbs. There are capital balls -there, believe me!" - -_Ida_. "I was out there in the garden yesterday with my mother, but all -the leaves were off the trees, and there was not one flower left. Where -are they?" - -_Student_. "They are within the castle. As soon as the King and all the -court go to town, the flowers run out of the garden into the castle and -are merry. You should see that. The two most beautiful roses seat -themselves on the throne, and then they are King and Queen; all the red -coxcombs arrange themselves on either side, and stand and bow; they are -the chamberlains. Then all the pretty flowers come, and there is a great -ball. The blue violets represent little naval cadets; they dance with -hyacinths and crocuses, which they call young ladies; the tulips and the -great tiger-lilies are old ladies who keep watch that the dancing is -well done and everything goes on with propriety." - -No sooner is this last word uttered than a sound of music is heard. -Enter two Fairies, who stand one on either side of little Ida, and -waving their wands over her, sing: - - "Oh, listen, listen! your eyes shall glisten - With pleasure and love and jubilee." - -_First Fairy_. "She looks surprised." - -_Second Fairy_. "She has dropped her flowers." - -_First Fairy_. "She would better sit down." - -_Second Fairy_. "Follow me." - -Whereupon Ida follows the Second Fairy's lead, who waves her to a seat -by the Student's side, and immediately the fairies walk to the opposite -end of the room. As they walk gay music is heard louder and yet louder, -and in run the Flowers, as the Student has described, the two most -beautiful roses seating themselves on the tall chair which represents -the throne. - -This scene will allow for a large number of girls and boys, and each -should be costumed so that no one can make mistake as to what flower -they are exhibiting. When all are in the room dancing begins, and -continues for half an hour; as the Flowers retire they make obeisance to -the King and Queen. And all having now gone but the Fairies, the King -asks the First Fairy to dance with him, and the Queen the Second Fairy -to dance with her, and after a short dance they also retire, and Ida and -the Student are again alone. - -_Ida_. "But is nobody there who hurts the flowers for dancing in the -King's castle?" - -_Student_. "There is nobody who really knows about it." - -_Ida_. "Can the flowers out of the botanical garden get there? Can they -go a long distance?" - -_Student_. "Yes, certainly. If they like they can fly. Have you not seen -the beautiful butterflies--red, yellow, and white? They almost look like -flowers, and that is what they have been." - -[Illustration] - -Once again gay music is heard, and in come the fairies dancing, followed -by a train of dancing butterflies, costumed in red, yellow, and white. -After dancing for ten minutes the butterflies retire, and the fairies -wave their wands to Ida and the Student, and sing, - - "We be fairies of the wood, - And spend our time, on doing good." - -Then they immediately touch their wands to the floor, and the First -Fairy draws a ring at the feet of Ida, and the Second Fairy at the feet -of the Student, and then they retire. - -_Ida_. "How can one flower talk to another? For you know flowers cannot -speak." - -_Student_. "That they cannot, certainly; but then they can make signs. -Have you not noticed that when the wind blows a little the flowers nod -at one another, and move all their green leaves? They can understand -that just as well as we when we speak together." - -_Ida_. "That is funny." And she laughs. - -Enter the Privy Councillor, who has come to pay a visit, and sits down -on the sofa by the Student's side. - -_Privy Councillor_. "How can any one put such notions into a child's -head? They are stupid fancies!" - -_Ida_. "What the Student told about the flowers seemed very droll." And -picking up her nosegay, which had been scattered over the floor, she -looks tenderly on it while saying, "The flowers are tired because they -have danced all night." And then walking to a table on which stands a -doll's bed, she lays them in and puts the coverlet over them. The whole -evening through she can not help but think of what the Student has told -her. - -SCENE SECOND.--Ida's bedroom. Ida in bed. The night-lamp burning on the -table. - -_Ida_. "I wonder if my flowers are still lying in the doll's bed? How I -should like to know!" She raises herself a little, and looks at the -door, which stands ajar. Within lie the flowers. Ida puts her head down -on her pillow. - -[Illustration] - -Enter two Fairies. They walk directly to her bed, and stand one on -either side of Ida's head, slowly waving their wands over her. Piano -music is softly played, and Ida goes to sleep. - -An unseen person now reads the following dream, which may be acted as -far as is deemed advisable: - -"Ida listened, and then it seemed to her as if she heard some one -playing in the next room. Now all the flowers are certainly dancing in -there! 'Oh, how glad I should be to see it!' But she dared not get up. - -"'If they would only come in,' thought she. But the flowers did not -come, and the music continued to play beautifully. Then she could not -bear it any longer, for it was too pretty. She crept out of her little -bed, and went quietly to the door and looked into the room. Oh, how -splendid it was! - -"There was no night-lamp burning, but still it was quite light; the moon -shone through the window in the middle of the floor. All the hyacinths -and tulips stood in two long rows. On the floor all the flowers were -dancing very gracefully round one another, making perfect turns, and -holding one another by the long green leaves as they swung round. But at -the piano sat a great yellow lily, which little Ida had certainly seen -in summer, for she remembered its manners in playing, sometimes holding -its long yellow face to one side, sometimes to the other, and nodding in -tune to the music. (Enter a tall girl, representing a yellow lily.) - -"No one noticed little Ida. Then she saw a great blue crocus hop into -the middle of the table where the doll's bed stood. (Enter a boy, -costumed to represent a blue crocus.) - -"There lay the sick flowers, but they got up directly and nodded to the -others to say that they wanted to dance too. - -"Then it seemed as if something fell down from the table. Ida looked -that way. It was the birch rod which was jumping down! And a wax doll, -with just such a broad hat as the Councillor wore, sat upon it. The -birch rod hopped about among the flowers, for it was dancing the -mazourka; and the other flowers could not manage that dance because they -were too light and unable to stamp like that. - -"The wax doll on the birch rod all at once became quite great and long, -and said: 'How can one put such things in a child's head? Those are -stupid fancies.' And then the wax doll was exactly like the Councillor -in the broad hat, and looked just as yellow and cross as he. But the -flowers hit him, and then he shrank up again and became quite a little -wax doll. That was very amusing to see, and Ida could not restrain her -laughter. The birch rod went on dancing, and the Councillor was obliged -to dance too; it was no use, he might make himself great and long, or -remain the little yellow wax doll with the big black hat. Then the other -flowers put in a good word for him, and the birch rod gave over. - -"Then the door opened and a great number of splendid flowers came -dancing in. (Enter roses of all sorts and Butterflies, dancing.) - -"Ida could not imagine whence they had come; these must certainly be all -the flowers from the King's castle. First of all came two glorious -roses, and they had little gold crowns on; they were a King and a Queen. -Then came the prettiest coronations, and they bowed in all directions. -Great poppies and peonies blew upon pea-pods till they were quite red in -the face. The blue hyacinths and the little white snowdrops rang just as -if they had bells. All danced together, and all the flowers kissed one -another. It was beautiful to look at. - -"At last the flowers wished one another good-night." - -No sooner is good-night uttered than the Fairies motion to the flowers -to keep perfectly still, and point their wands at Ida. - -_First Fairy_. "She sleeps, her breathings are not heard." - -_Second Fairy_. "Her fragrant tresses are not stirred." - -_First Fairy_. "Hasten hither, King and Queen." - -_Second Fairy_. "Roses, sweet that we employ." - -And immediately the quartette step to the front of the stage and sing a -good-night song. - -At the close of which all dance--even Ida, who wakens by the jollity. - -Exeunt. - - * * * * * - -A GOOD TIMEPIECE. - -Here is a fish story, for the truth of which we cannot vouch, but which -all fishermen young or old will enjoy. It comes from an English journal, -the Northampton _Daily Reporter_. - -Last spring, while a party of tourists were fishing "up North," a -well-known lawyer lost his gold watch from the boat in which he was -sitting. Last week he made another visit to the lakes, and during the -first day's sport caught an eight-pound trout. His astonishment can be -imagined, when he found his watch lodged in the throat of the trout. The -watch was running, and the time correct. It being a "stem-winder," the -supposition is that in masticating his food the fish wound up the watch -daily. - - - - -THE NEW YEAR. - - - The clock struck twelve in the tall church tower, - And the old year slipped away, - To be lost in the crowd of phantom years - In the House of Dreams that stay - All wrapped in their cloaks of gray. - - Then swift and sweet o'er the door's worn sill - Came the youngest child of Time, - With a gay little bow and a merry laugh, - And a voice like bells achime, - Challenging frost and rime. - - He found there was plenty for him to do, - The strong and the weak were here, - And both held out their hands to him - And gave him greetings dear, - The beautiful young new year. - - "You must bring us better days," they said, - "The old year was a cheat." - Which I think was mean when the year was dead; - Such fate do dead years meet, - To be spurned by scornful feet! - - "I bring you the best a year can bring," - The new-comer stoutly spake, - "The chance of work, the gift of trust, - And the bread of love to break, - If but my gifts you'll take!" - - The noblest thing a year can lay - In the lap of you or me, - The brave new year has brought this day, - It is Opportunity, - Which the wise are quick to see. - - MARGARET E. SANGSTER. - - - - -SAVING A TORPEDO-BOAT. - -ONE OF THE OLD SAILOR'S YARNS. - -BY W. J. HENDERSON. - - -It was a day of southwesterly weather, one of those days on which shower -follows shower across the murky and writhing sky, and the air feels like -water atomized. The boys had grown tired of sitting in the house, and -having donned oil-skins and rubber boots, they had gone down to the pier -in hope of seeing some interesting sight at sea. They found the Old -Sailor in his favorite position, and sat down beside him. He too was -clad in oil-skins, and was shaking his head in solemn discontent because -he could not get a good view of the ocean. The sea-water was quite cold -and the rain was much warmer; consequently the surface of the great deep -was covered with a wavering veil of light gray mist, through which the -eye could not penetrate more than two hundred and fifty yards. - -A few minutes after the boys sat down another thunder-storm broke, and -rain fell in torrents. The lightning flashed fiercely and the thunder -bellowed mightily. Suddenly, in the very height of the tumult, out of -the curtain of the gray mist came a wild, unearthly shriek, rising in -pitch and intensity each second. The boys started to their feet, pale to -the lips, and gazing at the Old Sailor with appealing eyes. The next -instant a long, low, lean, olive-colored hull shot out of the mist. From -two funnels, one forward and one aft, great streamers of oily black -smoke went swirling away over the stern, while under the bows a snowy -jet of gleaming spray spurted high along the craft's sides. From her -crouching stern the water sprang outward and upward in a boiling wave, -lashed into silver and emerald by the whizzing screws. She shot past the -end of the pier, not a hundred yards away, with her whistle shrieking -wildly as she went. The boys had barely time to catch the outline of her -and to see the crouching figure of the seaman who tried to peer into the -mist ahead of her, before she had hissed out of sight, and left only the -troubled wake to tell the story of her passage. - -"What was that?" gasped Henry, when he could catch his breath. - -"That, my son," said the Old Sailor, solemnly, "were the United States -torpedo-boat _Cushing_, bound fur Sandy Hook, an' no time to spare." - -"But I should think she'd be in danger of running into some vessel." - -"Oh, they can stop her an' back her in twice her own length," said the -Old Sailor. - -"But why does she go so fast?" asked George. "Do they wish to get out of -the rain?" - -"No, I reckon they ain't afraid o' rain," said the Old Sailor, with a -grave sidewise movement of his head. "But mebbe she are in the same fix -as the torpedo-boat _Hop-lo_ were at the battle o' Yalu, w'ich the same -I were her bosun's mate, an' also, moreover, kep' her from sinkin'." - -"Oh, tell us about that!" exclaimed George. - -"W'ich are the werry identical thing wot I'm agoin' fur to come fur to -do. It so happened as how I were in Hong-kong w'en that misfortinate -disagreeability atwixt China and Japan come to a head. Pussonally I -'ain't never had no werry high respeck fur a Chinaman, but w'en I -l'arned as how my friend Li Hung-Chang were a-offerin' double wages an' -double prize-money fur American sailors to ship in the Chinese navy, -w'y, sez I to myself, sez I, 'Ef I don't get killed, a Chinaman's money -are as good as a Jap's, an' there's twicet as much on 't; an' ef I do -get killed, w'y, I reckon as how I won't be no deader under one flag -than under t'other.' An' with that I ups an' I ships. An' they orders me -to a bloomin' torpedo-boat. - -"I won't say as the _Hop-lo_ weren't a werry good boat, though she'd -orter been called the Hop-hi, seein' as she were a thirty-knot boat, one -o' the best ever built by old Thorneycroft in England. She looked a good -deal like this 'ere _Cushing_ wot jes scooted past, 'ceptin' as how she -were higher in the bows an' used to get more down by the stern w'en she -were goin' fast, w'ich the same it were owin' to that I saved her. As I -said afore, it were at the battle o' Yalu wot it happened. I ain't -agoin' far to make no circumstigious attempt fur to tell the story o' -that battle; 'cos w'y, w'en you're into a battle you don't know nothin' -'bout it. All I knowed was that the torpedo-boats in gineral was -a-cruisin' around outside o' the battle-ships, like so many porpoises in -the wake o' whales. The Admiral, w'ich the same I could see him without -glasses, were a-prancin' around on one leg an' sendin' up signals every -minute. Waal, the fight was on putty soon, an' ye couldn't see a thing -'ceptin' smoke. The noise o' them big guns was enough to skeer ye blue, -but that are not wot I started out fur to tell ye. We got orders fur to -launch a torpedo at one o' the Japanese battle-ships, an' we went an' -done it. Wot that there torpedo hit I never rightly knowed--but it -didn't hit that battle-ship. But she hit us with one o' her five-inch -guns right under the starboard bow an' blowed a bloomin' big hole below -our water-line. - -[Illustration: "WEI! WEI! WE GO DLOWNEE NOW ALLEE SAMEE STONEE!"] - -"'Wei! Wei!' yells the Cap'n, a pug-faced Chinaman with one eye. 'We go -dlownee now allee samee stonee! Wei! Wei!' - -"An' with that the hull crew took to catterwaulin' an' squealin' like a -lot o' pigs at feedin'-time. - -"'Avast there, ye leather-faced slobs!' sez I to them, sez I. 'Run the -bloomin' boat on the beach!' - -"'Melican man biggee foolee!' screamed the Cap'n. 'Beachee allee samee -twently mile.' - -"'Waal, go ahead, anyhow!' sez I to he, sez I, 'an' don't be layin' -still here. They'll shoot your bloomin' boat full o' holes an' make a -marine sponge out o' her,' sez I, jes like that, him bein' Cap'n with -epaulets on, an' me a bosun's mate with nothin' finer 'n a quid o' -'baccy. Werry good. I rings the bell myself an' the engineer starts her -ahead full speed. It weren't two minutes afore we was out o' the wust o' -the fight, but them there Chinks was still scared blue. Nex' minute they -was scared bluer than ever, fur up comes a feller yellin' like a Bowery -boy at a four-story fire: - -"'We sinkee! Sinkee!' - -"'Wei! Wei!' screamed the Cap'n; 'we sinkee; allee samee sharkee eat us! -Wei! Wei!' - -"'Shut up, ye doughnut-headed son of a sea-cook!' sez I to he, sez I. -'What makes ye think we'll sink?' - -"'Watee comee in chop-chop; allee samee whole ocean come! Welly bad! -U-u-u-gh!' - -"'Wei! Wei!' begin the Cap'n agin, jumpin' up an' down like he thought -he was a jig-dancer in a variety show. - -"'Stow yer jaw-tackle there, ye moon-eyed monkey!' sez I, to he, sez I, -me havin' lost my respeck for him, though he were a Cap'n an' wore a -sword, w'ich the same it didn't cut no ice. 'Man the pumps, ye batherin' -screechers!' - -"Waal, o' course that weren't edzackly the right kind o' order to give; -'cos w'y, she were a modern torpedo-boat an' her pumps was run by steam; -but anyhow it started 'em goin'. Chunk-chunk! chunk-chunk! chunk-chunk! -they pounded along fur a little while, and then one on 'em stopped all -on a suddent, with a big crack. - -"'Wei! Wei!' squeals the Cap'n. - -"'Shut up, ye molasses-colored parrot!' sez I to he, sez I, 'or I'll -stick ye into one o' yer own torpedo-tubes an' pull the string.' - -"'Melican man welly wicked,' he muttered, as he walked forward. - -"'Wot are the matter below there?' sez I. - -"'Pumpee brokee!' hollered the engineer. - -"'Both on 'em?' - -"'No, only onee. He heap much brokee. No go any moree.' - -"'Keep the other one at it,' sez I. - -"Then I goes down below myself fur to see where the bloomin' trouble -were. Waal, it were not no cheerin' sight wot I seed down there. The -water sartainly were a-pourin' into the blessed old pot at a werry -discouragin' gait, and the one pump were not able for to gain any ground -on it. So sez I to myself, sez I, 'I got to git this 'ere water out o' -her somehow, or else I'm agoin' to git more water 'n I want myself.' So -sez I, 'How are I going fur to persuade this 'ere water fur to run out -o' this 'ere weasel?' An' the werry minute I sez it, I seed how 'twere -to be done. I jumps on deck an' I sings out fur the crew o' the -three-pounder rapid-fire gun. - -"'Stan' by here, ye clay-colored scaramouches, an' git the gun below!' - -"'Wei! Wei!' begins the Cap'n, and with that I ups an' grabs him by the -pigtail. I hauled him forrad an' I made him fast by that pigtail to the -ring o' the starboard anchor. - -"'Now,' sez I, 'ye howlin' son o' darkness, if I hear another sound out -o' ye, I'll heave to an' let go the anchor.' - -"'Melican man welly wicked,' he moaned. - -"I got the gun down into the hold of her, an' I run it away aft. Then I -loaded it an' p'inted it at the lowest part of her starn. The haythen -set up a werry commojious amount o' weepin' an' whoopin' w'en they seed -wot I were a-doin'; 'cos w'y, they thort it would make two holes an' -sink the boat jes that much faster. But I pulled the trigger an' blowed -a bloomin' big hole into her starn right alongside o' the rudder-post -an' underwater. The water did come in right off, an' the Chinks broke -fur the deck an' commenced to cast off the boat falls. I stood at the -door o' the fire-room, an' sez I to the engineers an' firemen, sez I: - -"'Turn her up to her hottest gait, an' mind that I'll shoot the first -man that leaves his post.' - -"W'ich the same I would 'a' done it; 'cos w'y, they might as well 'a' -ben shot as drownded. - -"'Now, ye gallopin' haythen,' sez I to they, sez I, 'shovel coal fur yer -lives. Hop, now, hop! Fill the furnaces full; put a ton o' lead on the -safety-valve; turn on the forced draught, an' turn up the screws till -they make the water hot astarn on us.' - -"Waal, my sons, ye never in all yer born days seed any such hustlin'. It -warn't fifteen minutes afore they had the furnaces red-hot, an' the -screws was agoin' round at the rate o' a hundred an' thirty-seven turns -a minute. It took the wessel a little while to git agoin', but in ten -minutes she were a-vibratin' like a fiddle-string, so that she jes -actooally hummed like one. An' go! Waal, ye 'ain't never seed nothin' -like it in water. W'y, the waves goin' past her looked like the tracks -o' one o' Farmer Hulick's harrows. Then my scheme beginned fur to work. -I told ye that the _Hop-lo_ always went down by the starn when she got -to goin' fast, didn't I?" - -"Yes," answered both boys. - -"Waal, that were what I were countin' on partly--that an' her speed. The -water inside o' her commenced fur to run out o' the hole wot I'd blowed -in her starn. More come in the hole forrad an' flowed aft, so w'en she -got to goin' at a twenty-five-knot gait, wot come in forrad couldn't -stop; but jes ran right through her an' out the hole in the starn. The -faster she went the faster the water went through her, but it couldn't -stop inside, an' so it didn't get no deeper. Say, ye ort to seed the -faces o' them Chinamen w'en they seed how my scheme were a-workin'! W'y, -them fellers mos' killed theirselves a-heavin' coal on an' keepin' her -goin' faster an' faster. The Cap'll he come down below, looked at the -water a-runnin' through her, an' sez he to me, sez he, - -"'Melican man biggee head.' - -"'Werry good,' sez I to he, sez I; 'but wot I want o' you is silence, -an' that o' the werry quietest sort.' - -"'Allee lightee,' sez he. - -"'Now,' sez I, 'you stay down here an' keep these bloomin' engineers an' -firemen at work, an' I'll go an' do the navigatin'.' - -"So I left him there, an' I went up an' headed the boat fur the port o' -Yu-hi, where I knowed there were a ship-yard an' we could git hauled out -an' repaired. An' in an hour the bloomin' harbor were right over our -bow. An' now I were puzzled agin; 'cos w'y, ef I stopped her she'd sink, -an' ef I run her onto the beach the way she were agoin', I'd smash her -all to splinters no bigger'n rope-yarns. While I were a-walkin' around -on the deck an' a-worryin', I tuk a look ahead through the marine-glass, -an' blow me fur a pickled oyster ef I didn't see the werry way out o' my -trouble." - -"What was it?" asked Henry, excitedly. - -"A marine railway wot they hauls out wessels on fur to repair 'em. There -wasn't nothin' on to it, an' there was the rails runnin' with a nice -slant right down into the water. Waal, I headed her right fur it, an' I -opened up the whistle an' let out a yell that would wake the town. -People came out runnin' like they was crazy, an' wavin' their hands fur -me to stop her; but I didn't pay no 'tention. I hadn't time fur to stop. -I put my head down the hatchway an' yelled, - -"'All hands on deck!' - -"Up come the blatherin' chinks a-fallin' all over each other, an' w'en -they seed how we was headin', they squealed dreadful. - -"'Wei! Wei!' sez the Cap'n. - -"An' bein' tired o' that, I jes ketched him by the pigtail an' swung him -overboard an' let him swim ashore. The next minute we struck the marine -railway head on, going square atween the rails, jes as I counted to do. -An' o' course we skated our whole length right up the tracks. - -"'Over all hands?' I yelled. - -"The Chinamen came to life an' seemed to understan', fur over they went, -an' had chocks under her quicker'n ye could say 'ahoy'; an' there she -were, comf'able an' snug as an old woman in bed, with all the water run -out o' her, an' nothin' to do but to plug up the holes an' get to sea -agin. But d'ye s'pose them bloomin' beggars was grateful to me, fur wot -I done fur 'em? Not a bit. They court-martialled me fur firin' on my own -wessel." - - - - -[Illustration: INTERSCHOLASTIC SPORT] - - -The All-Boston Interscholastic Football Team for 1896 is as follows: - - J. W. HALLOWELL, _Hopkinson's_ end. - F. GILLISPEE, _Brookline High_ tackle. - F. W. LOWE, _Boston Latin_ guard. - F. R. HUTCHINS, _Brookline High_ centre. - O. TALBOT, _Brookline High_ guard. - W. D. EATON, _English High_ tackle. - E. W. MANAHAN, _English High_ end. - G. A. SAWIN, _Cambridge Manual_ quarter-back. - W. B. BOYCE, _Brookline High_ half-back. - CATO THOMPSON, _Cambridge Manual_ half-back. - A. STILLMAN, _Hopkinson's_ full-back. - -[Illustration: E. W. MANAHAN, End.] - -[Illustration: F. W. LOWE, Guard.] - -[Illustration: W. B. BOYCE, Half-back.] - -[Illustration: F. GILLESPIE, Tackle.] - -[Illustration: OLIN TALBOT, Guard.] - -[Illustration: G. A. SAWIN, Quarter-back and Captain.] - -[Illustration: W. D. EATON, Tackle.] - -[Illustration: J. W. HALLOWELL, End.] - -[Illustration: A. STILLMAN, Full-back.] - -[Illustration: C. M. THOMPSON, Half-back.] - -[Illustration: F. R. HUTCHINS, Centre.] - -The substitutes are W. Murphy, English High, end; C. W. Jaynes, -Hopkinson's, tackle; C. Shea, Hopkinson's, guard; R. Hazen, Cambridge -Manual, centre; E. F. Sherlock, English High, quarter-back; G. L. -Huntress, Hopkinson's, half-back; T. F. Teevens, Boston Latin, -full-back. - -In picking a representative All-Boston Team the first consideration -given to the individual has been his ability to play his position as -near perfection as it is proper to expect. The player who has displayed -the most talent in this direction has earned the title to become a -member of this team. To reach a standard above the average an All-Boston -player must necessarily have the essential qualities that define a -football expert--namely, courage, pluck, reliance, and a true conception -of collective strength. - -For quarter-back, that most important position so difficult to fill -satisfactorily, there is only one choice, and that is George A. Sawin, -of Cambridge Manual. He has exemplified the execution of accurate -passing and the propagation of complicated trick plays, born of natural -aptitude and experience. Cambridge Manual was reputed to have the most -intricate formation plays of any team in the league, and their ultimate -successful completion depended entirely on Sawin's steadiness. That he -never slipped up was proved by the prosperity that attended the team. -Sawin's station on the defence is directly behind the centre, where he -can close up holes at either side of the pivot of the line. As a tackler -his real value is felt, for he backs up the line and makes it -impregnable. Sawin has done all the punting for his team, and whenever a -kick was wanted he exchanged places with a half-back to receive the -ball. His long punts were constantly commented on, and no one in the -league excelled him. - -The command of the team should also be assumed by Sawin, not alone -because of his point of vantage in the field, but for his excellence as -a strategist, and as a leader who inspires confidence in his players, -and exacts their respect. - -The centre of the line can well be taken care of by Hutchins of -Brookline, who, for a centre, has been unusually active throughout the -season. He has outclassed every centre that faced him, though outweighed -in many cases. His football personality lies in his strength to make a -pathway for a rusher and his conspicuousness in tackling back of the -line. - -No one guard has given evidence of having star abilities, and there are -several ranking on about the same plane. Talbot of Brookline High, who -was substitute on last year's All-Boston team, is inferior to nobody -now, and easily takes a permanent place. He has had excellent coaching -from an old Harvard guard all the season, and it is no wonder that he -exhibits all the capabilities of a finished guardsman. For the other -guard the competition is much closer, but should go to Captain Fred -Lowe, of Boston Latin, who has had three years' experience, and in that -time has always stood at the front. - -There is no disputing the fact that the tackle positions belong to Eaton -of English High and Gillispee of Brookline High. Eaton was a member of -the All-Boston team a year ago as guard, but exigencies arising, he was -moved to tackle, and his all-round proclivities cropped out there, where -he has played the same aggressive, straight-forward game that -characterized him in '95. As a rushing linesman he can claim superiority -over any man who stood on the scholastic gridiron this fall. - -Gillispee of Brookline High has proved his worth as a tackle as the -season advanced. He has earned his position by hard, untiring effort, -and in every game he has been prominent in smashing interference and -making his position invulnerable. - -With Hallowell, of Hopkinson's, and Manahan on the ends, the team would -have an almost perfect line. Hallowell occupied a similar position last -year, and has sustained his reputation this season. He was the most -difficult end in the league to circle, for he can wade through the most -compact interference and nail the runner. - -Manahan has played tackle all the year, but this was because he found a -better end player than a tackle. His position is end, where he -demonstrated last season his talents, and where he should have been this -fall. As it was, he played an excellent game at tackle, although -generally handicapped by the weight of his opponent. The players in this -team to whom the burden of rushing the ball would fall are Cato -Thompson, Cambridge Manual, Walter B. Boyce, Brookline, and A. Stillman, -Hopkinson's. - -Thompson and Boyce, the half-backs, are good at line-breaking or end -plays. The former is especially clever at sprinting around the -extremities of the line, and has exceptional speed. Boyce is the best -individual back in the association, and his bucking the line has been -Brookline's chief mode of gaining ground. Both players are fine -defensive workers, and would aid Sawin on the line. Stillman gets placed -not so much for his rushing game as his fearless punting. He can always -be relied upon to follow his interference closely, and goes into a hole -like a shot. Teevens of Boston Latin pushes Stillman for the position, -as he is the surer at gaining through the line. - -The following tables complete the records of the New York, Connecticut, -and Cook County football leagues: - -N.Y.I.S.A.A. FOOTBALL CHAMPIONSHIP. - - SECTION I. - - Games Games Games Points Points - won. lost. tied. won. lost. - De La Salle 2 1 1 26 16 - Berkeley 1 1 1 30 14 - Barnard 1 2 0 12 32 - - SECTION II. - - Trinity 2 0 0 50 0 - Dwight 1[1] 2 0 8 42 - Cutler 1 2 0 10 8 - -[1] This game was won by default from Cutler. - -FINAL CHAMPIONSHIP GAME. - - De La Salle 2--Trinity 0 - -SCORES OF GAMES PLAYED. - - De La Salle 4--Barnard 6 - De La Salle 6--Berkeley 6 - De La Salle 6--Berkeley 0 - De La Salle 10--Barnard 4[2] - De La Salle 2--Trinity 0 - Trinity 32--Dwight 0 - Trinity 18--Cutler 0 - Berkeley 24--Barnard 2 - Cutler 10--Dwight 8 - Cutler 0--Dwight 6[3] - -[2] An all-round tie in Section I. necessitated a play-off, but as -Berkeley forfeited, this was the only game played. - -[3] Won by Dwight by default. - -COOK COUNTY FOOTBALL LEAGUE. - - T - o - u - G c - o h S - a - a - l d f - s o e - w t - f n i - r s e - o s - m f - a B - T i y P - o l P o G - u i O o i G a - c n p i n a m - h g p n t m e - - o t s e s - d G n s s - o o e l l - w a n W o w o - n l t o s o s - s s s n t n t - - Englewood 12 3 .. 118 12 9 0 - Hyde Park 14 11 .. 128 54 8 1 - Lake View 11 4 .. 40 16 6 2 - Evanston 11 4 .. 82 50 5 3 - North Division 17 6 .. 126 72 5 4 - English High 3 1 .. 22 24 4 5 - Northwest Division 3 1 .. 22 86 3 6 - Manual-Training 1 1 .. 10 78 2 7 - Oak Park 6 3 .. 48 142 1 8 - West Division 0 2 .. 8 84 1 8 - -CONNECTICUT I.S.F.B.A. - -NORTHERN DIVISION. - - October 31--New Britain H.-S., 42; Hartford H.-S., 6. - November 7--New Britain H.-S., 50; Norwich[4] F. A., 0. - -SOUTHERN DIVISION. - - October 31--Meriden H.-S., 54; Hillhouse H.-S., 12. - October 31--Bridgeport H.-S., 12; Waterbury H.-S., 8. - November 7--Meriden H.-S., 20; Bridgeport H.-S., 12. - -CHAMPIONSHIP GAME. - - November 14--New Britain H.-S., 30; Meriden H.-S., 6. - -[4] On October 31 Connecticut Lit. Inst. forfeited to Norwich F. A. - -[Illustration: TRINITY SCHOOL FOOTBALL TEAM, OF NEW YORK.] - -The Trinity School Football Team this year was the strongest that that -school has ever put into the field; and although it did not win the New -York championship, it made an enviable record for itself during the -season. Thirteen games in all were played as follows: - - Trinity 10--Yonkers High-School 0 - Trinity 28--St. Austin's School 0 - Trinity 4--Montclair High-School 2 - Trinity 44--Packard Business College 4 - Trinity 0--St. Paul's School 30 - Trinity 6--Rutger Prep. School 0 - Trinity 10--Staten Island C. C., 2d team 6 - Trinity 0--Princeton Prep. School 10 - Trinity *32--Dwight School 0 - Trinity *18--Cutler School 0 - Trinity * 0--De La Salle School 2 - Trinity 10--Columbia Freshmen 0 - -The contests marked with a star were games played in the New York -Interscholastic championship series. - -For the first time in several years the Trinity players this season had -a regular coach, to whom much of the credit of their success is due. The -'95 team knew nothing of systematic interference, whereas this year's -eleven was well trained in that branch of the sport, and developed a -special strength on end plays. Only four of the '95 team returned to -school this fall. These were Page, centre; Brown, left guard; Stromeyer, -left half-back, and O'Rourke, full-back. Page and Brown were moved to -tackles, and proved efficient in those positions. - -On looking over the new material at the beginning of the season Captain -O'Rourke found that he had an abundance of men capable of playing end -and back, but there were not many heavy players for the centre of the -line. Consequently in the early games Trinity's opponents made most of -their advances through the centre; but this weakness was finally -remedied, and the eleven developed a strong defence. With the experience -acquired this season next year's eleven should prove particularly -strong. - -With the great development of football among all the schools, it has now -come to be an important matter with the colleges to keep track of the -scholastic players, and to depend upon them for material for the -university elevens. In connection with this it is interesting to look -over a list of the graduating football-players which has been recently -compiled. - -Beginning with the New York League we find that of the seven members of -the Berkeley team who graduate next spring, Bien, Gilson, and Rice will -go to Yale, Walker and Hasbrouck will go to Columbia, Wiley will enter -Princeton, and Pell will not go to college at all. From the Cutler team -Yale will get Kimball, Kip, and Lee, Harvard will get Hoffman and Sands, -and McElroy will go to Columbia. Columbia will get four men from -Drisler's eleven--Agate, Ballin, Furnald, and Wolff. Columbia also gets -Brooks from Hamilton Institute; and from the same school Carey will go -to Princeton, and Foster to Technology, Boston. Of the Dwight -football-players, Bogart, Cameron, McCord, and Vinton go to Yale, Adler -to Pennsylvania, Slawson to Princeton, and Eickemeyer to Columbia. From -the champion team of De La Salle only two go to college--Tilford to -Yale, and Bennett to Manhattan College. - -Not so many men go to college from the Long Island League. Pratt -Institute will send Bowie and Warner to Cornell, and Nevins to Columbia. -Brooklyn Latin will send three men to Harvard--Lawrence, E. Motley, and -J. L. Motley; Auchincloss, Brown, and Hoppin will go to Yale. From the -championship team of St. Paul's, Garden City, Loraine, Symonds, and -White will enter Harvard; and Cluett will go to Yale. - -The Connecticut League will naturally send more football-players to Yale -than to any other college. From Hotchkiss School six men will go down to -New Haven--Hixon, Hoysradt, Montague, Noyes, Reynolds, and Savage. Two -of the substitutes of the team, Coy, also a tennis-player, and -Robertson, will likewise go to Yale. Fincke, football man and tennis -champion, will go to Harvard. From the Hartford High-School Wood goes to -Cornell; and Cutter, Gibb, Hanford, and Lockwood go to Yale. From -Meriden Hubbard will go to Yale, and also possibly Gibson and Lane; -Collins will enter Tufts College. From the champion New Britain team -Yale will get Buckley, Corbin, and Flannery. - -From other schools not in any of the large interscholastic leagues the -larger colleges will also get a number of good men. From Andover, Yale -will get Holladay, Swift, Wheeler, and White, and also one or more -substitutes. Exeter will probably send three players to Harvard. From -Lawrenceville, Cadwalader, Dudley, and Richards go to Yale; Loy and -Mattis to Princeton. From the football team of St. Paul's, Concord, -Henderson and Hollingsworth will enter Harvard; Vredenburg will go to -Princeton; and Yale will get Campbell, Phipps, and Richardson, besides -three or four substitutes of the team. Groton will send six -football-players to Yale--Allen, Gillett, Smith, Strong, Twichell, and -Whaples. Sturtevant will go to Trinity. - -From St. Mark's, Southboro', Harvard will receive Wittemore; Technology -of Boston will get Adams; while Hare and Nash will go to Yale. -Westminster School will probably send six of the players of its team to -Yale--Fabbri, Knapp, McLean, Nisbet, Scott, and Wells. From the Hill -School only two of the first football team graduate--Keifer, who will go -to Yale, and Fincke, who is undecided. Taft's School will send seven of -its football men to New Haven--Bell, Barnett, Lear, Merriman, Townshend, -Welch, and White. - -"FOOTBALL FACTS AND FIGURES."--BY WALTER CAMP.--POST 8VO, PAPER, 75 -CENTS. - - THE GRADUATE. - - - - -ADVERTISEMENTS. - - - - -[Illustration: ROYAL BAKING POWDER] - -If you wish - -the lightest, - -sweetest, finest - -cake, biscuit and bread, - -ROYAL - -BAKING POWDER - -is indispensable - -in their preparation. - -ROYAL BAKING POWDER CO., NEW YORK. - - - - -QUESTIONS FOR YOUNG MEN. - -ON DRESS. - - -There is a certain professor in a certain university of the United -States who once, at the beginning of one of his lectures on fine arts, -got on the subject of the kind of pins worn in the neck-ties of young -college men. He was a good lecturer, and was always interesting, but -this lecture was the most interesting of his course to the three hundred -boys who heard him, and the whole hour was spent on neck-tie pins, their -use and misuse, and what they suggested. The gist of what he said was -that there was no more reason why a boy should wear a horseshoe with a -whip across it all in gold than that houses should have sieves for -roofs. And that as it was extremely foolish to put a big sieve on your -house for a roof, so it was quite as foolish to wear horseshoes on your -neck-ties. The principle of this is that you should have a reason in -what you wear as well as in other things, and that senseless -decorations, like horseshoes on neck-ties or neck-ties on horseshoes, -are silly and unbecoming to a self-respecting person. This particular -example was only one to illustrate a principle, which is that nothing -unusual, queer, out of the ordinary, is in itself a good thing; that, in -fact, most things that are queer and out of the ordinary are likely, in -the question of dress, to be in bad taste. A man's dress ought to be -quiet, but it _must_ be clean and well taken care of in every instance. -The best dressed man is the man who, in whatever company he finds -himself, is inconspicuous; who, you realize in an indefinite way, is -well appointed, though you cannot well tell why. If you appear at a -dinner in overalls, people say you are badly dressed, and they would -repeat that wise observation if you went out in the field in a -swallow-tail-coat. In the same way a man who has a flaring neck-tie or a -purple handkerchief, or very long coat or very short trousers, is at -once conspicuous, and therefore badly dressed. - -This is not a question which involves the expenditure of money. A young -man's clothing may be worn threadbare, but it can always be clean, and -it costs no more to buy a quiet-colored cloth than to buy a big check of -black and green or brown and yellow. If you study the matter a little -you will find that you can tell the general character of any person by -his clothes. Some men are sure to always wear slouchy clothes, -half-soiled linen, a bright green neck-tie; others wear highly colored -waistcoats; others again are always in the height of fashion--that is, a -little in the extreme year after year; and still others make a point of -being badly dressed and out of the prevalent style to show that they are -not swayed by such silly laws as style. It is easy enough to place all -these men in their proper places. And then, finally, you see some young -chap whose clothes are clean, who is neither out of the style of the day -nor in the height of it, whose clothes may be showing distinct signs of -wear, but who seems to fit them pretty well, and to be noticeable in no -particular way so far as they are concerned, and in all probability you -put him down, if you think of the matter at all, as a man of -common-sense, of decency, of self-respect, and good manners. - -Then, again, some men sit in their shirt sleeves at home. There is no -reason for this. It is merely a queer idea that you are more comfortable -in that style of dress. But such men do not realize that their sisters, -wives, mothers, naturally lose some of their respect for them, and that -they unconsciously lose a good deal of respect for themselves. Certainly -these sisters and wives and mothers are the girls and women we think -most of, and why do we treat them with a disrespect that we would never -think of subjecting strangers to in our own or in their homes? That -disrespect to them is a boomerang, a reflector on us ourselves. If you -dress quietly and decently and as well as you can, if you keep yourself -and your clothes clean, you are more likely to keep morally clean, to -think and act in a dignified way, and to treat others with proper -respect. Of course there are great men who are slovenly, but they are -never great because they are slovenly, and it would not dull their -greatness if they kept themselves clean and orderly. It is because they -grow careless, and carelessness is never excusable in any one. Think -about your clothes, then, and avoid anything that will make you -noticeable. That does not mean that one should always be thinking of -what to wear, that one should be a dandy and a fop. It simply means that -he should be a self-respecting man who tries to be decent. - - * * * * * - -Postmen sometimes have very lively experiences in the course of their -daily rounds. It has often happened that on lonely roads they have had -to fight their way against tramps and others who lie in wait to see what -they can get that doesn't belong to them, and may be worth having. The -most novel experience that has come to notice, however, was in the work -of an English postman. It appears that on a recent Sunday a swarm of -bees took possession of the village letter-box at Haunton, six miles -from Tamworth. There is no collection on Sunday, and on Monday night, -when the rural postman essayed to take out the letters, he was compelled -to beat a speedy retreat, and no one could approach within twenty yards -of the box. The postman avers that that was the liveliest mail he has -had to do with in a long while. - - * * * * * - -BLUeCHER'S PIPE-BEARER. - -There is a story told somewhere of an old Indian-fighter, one of the -kind that trailed the war parties of the redskins far back in the last -century. This veteran loved his pipe, and as the story goes, during one -of his exploits the Indians followed his trail by the smell of the -tobacco smoke, and finally a well-aimed bullet knocked the glowing bowl -from his mouth. Thus warned, he made his escape. - -This pipe story does not equal that told of Christian Hennemann, a -countryman from Rostock, who fought with Field-Marshal Bluecher at -Waterloo. Those who are familiar with Bluecher's life know of his -partiality for a pipe, and even in the heat of battle he never neglected -his smoke. As day broke the morning of the memorable battle of Waterloo, -Bluecher called the hussar Christian Hennemann, and placed him in charge -of a box of clay pipes, with the instruction to keep one always ready to -hand to him, that he might enjoy a few whiffs during the engagement. - -As the morning wore on, Bluecher sat on his white charger gravely puffing -away. He had reached out his hand for the second time to take the -refilled pipe, when an ungenerous cannon-ball dug up the ground near at -hand, causing his horse to shy. Bluecher hastily handed the pipe to -Christian, saying, "Just keep that lighted for a few moments while I -drive those rascally Frenchmen back." - -The chase was a long one, as history relates, and through the hot summer -day the battle waged and men fought and died. When the battle was over, -Bluecher and Wellington, who were riding over the scene together, -happened to pass near where Bluecher had first started to chase the -enemy. Outlined against the sky a lonely man sat perched on a rock. A -bloody rag was bound around his head, and one arm hung in a sling. He -was calmly smoking a clay pipe. - -With an exclamation of surprise Bluecher pulled up. - -"Why, it's my Hennemann! How you look, boy! What are you doing here -alone?" - -"Waiting for you, as ordered," was the grumbled reply. "Been waiting -ever since you left. The French have shot away every pipe in the box. -They ripped the flesh from my head and shattered my arm with their -bullets. It's well there is an end to the battle, or you would have been -too late even for this last pipe." - -Wellington, turning to Bluecher, remarked: - -"You have admired the unflinching loyalty and bravery of my Highlanders. -What shall I say of this brave soul?" - -"But your Highlanders had no pipes to regale themselves with," Bluecher -replied. - - - - -[Illustration: STAMPS] - - This Department is conducted in the interest of stamp and coin - collectors, and the Editor will be pleased to answer any question - on these subjects so far as possible. Correspondents should address - Editor Stamp Department. - - -The prices of great rarities are not declining, and the common stamps -are worth as much to-day as ever; but the middle-class U. S. stamps have -had a serious decline during the past three months. However, the stock -is not large, it cannot be increased, and the good stamps are constantly -being spoiled by carelessness or destroyed by accident, hence the -eventual return to higher values is inevitable. - -A rumor has gone abroad that the Bureau of Engraving and Printing in -Washington contemplates making an entirely new set of postage-stamps, or -keeping the present dies and changing all the colors. In either case -there will be a great demand for Plate Nos. The present prices of Plate -Nos. are quite low, and collectors should make up their albums as soon -as possible. If a new set of stamps is issued, almost every one will be -able to get all the new Nos. at a slight advance on face values. - -One of the New York dealers has adopted a new method of selling scarce -stamps. For instance, a U. S. Revenue was placed in the window marked -$20, the catalogue price, with a notice that the price would be reduced -$1 each day until sold. Quite a number of collectors kept tally, and -determined to buy the stamp when it had come down to $12 or $13. They -are still waiting, as the stamp was sold at $14. Other dealers intend to -do the same thing with other stamps, and in many instances they expect -the stamp to be sold the second day. - - S. P. KENNA.--There is no accounting for fashion, but the wise - collector is one of those who set the fashion. Those who come in - later must pay highest prices. Australians were the most sought - after three or four years ago, then came West-Indians. U. S. - stamps, of course, are, and probably will be, more sought after in - this country than abroad. - - J. SHACKHEIM.--A fine unused 90c. U. S. 1860 issue, sold at one - auction for $11 a few days ago, and the next day a poor copy of the - same stamp brought $13.50 at another auction. The first was very - cheap, the second very dear. Unused high values U. S. will always - be very scarce, and in some cases rare. - - J. URBAN.--You have a very interesting lot of coins, but none of - them is of such rarity as to be worth sending to a dealer. You will - doubtless be able to get many others in time at nominal prices, and - thus make up a good collection. - - W. HAMMOND, 8 High St., Peabody, Mass., wishes to exchange stamps. - - J. O. HALL.--To get the new stamps as issued I would advise you to - join the American Philatelic Association. Address J. F. Beard, - secretary, Muscatine, Iowa. - - F. X. SCHMIDT.--The first coins struck for an American - English-speaking country were the Sommer Island III., VI., XII. - pence in 1616. These are now called the Bermuda Islands. The next - coins were the New England III., VI., XII. in 1652, and the - Pine-Tree pieces struck in the same year. - - J. KLEINSCHMIDT.--There are two varieties of the 1869 15c. stamp. - 1. The ordinary, in the frame of which, under the letter T of the - word POSTAGE, is a diamond. This variety is worth $1.25 used. 2. - The other has the diamond cut out, and this variety is worth $3 - used. - - A. A. DAVIS.--Brazil stamps, both used and unused, had been very - low in price for all issues from 1850 to 1893. Daring the past two - years they have gone up in price quite remarkably, as the dealers - and collectors find that certain varieties are quite scarce. If you - have the complete sets unused hold on to them, as prices are bound - to advance. - - PHILATUS. - - - - -[Illustration: IVORY SOAP] - - - - -You Should Have - -"Harper's Round Table" for 1896 - -Volume XVII. 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Collected by ZOE DANA UNDERHILL. With 12 -Illustrations. Post 8vo, Cloth, Ornamental, $1.75. - - The twenty-two tales form a cosmopolitan array that cannot fail to - delight young readers.--_Chicago Tribune._ - - Fascinating for old and young.--_Boston Traveller._ - -A Virginia Cavalier - -A Story of the Youth of George Washington. By MOLLY ELLIOT SEAWELL. -Illustrated. Post 8vo, Cloth, Ornamental, $1.50. - - Warmly commended to all young American readers.--_Chicago - Inter-Ocean._ - - An absorbing tale.--_Philadelphia Bulletin._ - -Rick Dale - -A Story of the Northwest Coast. By KIRK MUNROE. Illustrated by W. A. -ROGERS. Post 8vo, Cloth, Ornamental, $1.25. - - Lively and exciting, and has, incidentally, much first-hand - information about the far Northwest.--_Outlook_, N. Y. - - Capital story of adventure.--_Philadelphia Evening Bulletin._ - - * * * * * - -HARPER & BROTHERS, Publishers, New York - - - - -What All Ought to Read. - -A member living in the South asks for a list of books that persons of -all ages ought to read in order to begin further reading--books that -ought to be read, no matter in what direction a later taste might lead. - -Here is a list prepared last year to fit this very question. It was -prepared by some one well qualified for the task: - - _Tales from Shakespeare_, by Charles and Mary Lamb. - Sir Walter Scott's _Ivanhoe_, _Lady of the Lake_, and _Marmion_. - Tennyson's _Idyls of the King_. - Macaulay's _History of England_. - Higginson's _Young Folks' History of the United States_. - Thackeray's _The Virginians_. - Walter Besant's _For Faith and Freedom_. - Dickens's _Tale of Two Cities_. - _Brave Little Holland, and what She taught Us_, by W. E. Griffis. - Lew. Wallace's _Ben-Hur_. - _Bible Characters_, by Charles Reade. - _Recreations in Botany_, by Caroline A. Creevey. - _The History of a Mouthful of Bread_, by Jean Mace. - Laboulaye's _Fairy-Tales_. - _Life and Letters of Louisa M. Alcott_. - _John Halifax, Gentleman_, by Mrs. Craik. - Longfellow's _Evangeline_. - Irving's _Life of Washington_. - Whittier's _Snow-Bound_. - Hawthorne's _House of Seven Gables_ and _Tanglewood Tales_. - Fenimore Cooper's _Leatherstocking Tales_ and _Last of the Mohicans_. - Amelia E. Barr's _Bow of Orange Ribbon_. - Alexander Johnston's _American Politics_. - -How many of these have you read? And why may not a Chapter take up this -list? - - * * * * * - -A Call for Charity. - - The storm of September 29 caused such disaster at Fort White that I - have decided to write to you, through the columns of HARPER'S ROUND - TABLE, and ask you to send ten cents to Mrs. E. G. Persons, Fort - White, Florida. It will be distributed among the storm sufferers of - that place, which was almost totally wrecked. Only three - dwelling-houses were left standing. The turpentine-men were ruined, - as nearly all the turpentine-trees were blown down. I hope that you - will all respond liberally and quickly, for what is a very small - sum to one person will mean a great deal to the storm sufferers. - - ALBERT H. ROBERTS, K.R.T. - ANITA, FLA. - - * * * * * - -Working a Turpentine Orchard. - -Our national Department of Agriculture gathers facts in relation to -forestry as well as to farming, and publishes them for the use of any -one who wishes them. It has just issued some interesting facts about -pine-trees, of the variety from which turpentine is obtained. - -"Work in a turpentine orchard is started in the early part of the -winter, with the cutting of the boxes. Trees of full growth, according -to their circumference, receive from two to four boxes. - -"The boxes are cut from eight to twelve inches above the base of the -tree, seven inches deep and slanting from the outside to the interior. -In the adult trees they are fourteen inches in the greatest diameter, -and four inches in the greatest width, with a capacity of about three -pints. In the mean time the ground is laid bare around the tree for a -breadth of two and a half to three feet, and all combustible material -loose on the ground is raked into heaps to be burned, in order to -protect the trees from the danger of catching fire during the -conflagrations, which are frequently started in the pine forests by -design or carelessness. The employment of fire for the protection of -turpentine orchards against the same element necessarily involves the -total destruction of the smaller tree growth, and if allowed to spread -without control beyond the proper limit often carries ruin to the -adjoining forests. - -"During the early days of spring the turpentine begins to flow, and -chipping is begun, as the work of washing the trees is called, by which -the surface of the trees above the box is laid bare beyond the youngest -layers of the wood to a depth of about an inch from the outside of the -bark. The removal of the bark and of the outermost layers of the -wood--the "chipping" or "hacking"--is done with a peculiar tool, the -"hacker," a strong knife with a curved edge fastened to the end of a -handle bearing on its lower end an iron ball of about four pounds in -weight, to give increased force to the stroke inflicted upon the tree, -and thus to lighten the labor of chipping. As soon as the scarified -surface ceases to discharge turpentine freely, fresh incisions are made -with the hacker. The chipping is repeated every week from March to -October or November, extending generally through a period of thirty-two -weeks, and the weight of the chip is increased about one and one-half to -two inches every month. The rosin which accumulates in the boxes is -dipped into a pail with a flat trowel-shaped dipper, and is then -transferred to a barrel for transportation to the still." - - * * * * * - -Queer Complication of Territory. - -Kings and presidents send ambassadors to the capitals of other -countries, as you know. The residence of these ambassadors is, in law, -not a part of the country in whose capital they are located, but a part -of the country from which comes the ambassador residing there at the -moment. For instance, the residence of the American Ambassador to France -is in Paris, but at law it is not French but United States territory. A -novel incident grew out of this legal fiction recently. - -The Japanese Embassy in Berlin is not German, but Japan territory, of -course. The embassy owns a parrot. The parrot got out of its cage and -took lodgement in a neighboring tree--a tree in Germany, not in Japan. A -Japanese servant remaining in Japan levelled a hose at the parrot, with -the aim of dislodging him. It chanced that beneath the tree there sat, -at the time, a German resident of wealth. The water that dislodged the -parrot drenched him and ruined his clothes. He sued for damages, and got -$4--a compromise sum, because the inflictor of the damage was a resident -of Japan, had not left his own country, and could not be dragged into a -German police court. - - * * * * * - -A Lake without Water. - -Central Australia is only now becoming known, as is Central Africa. An -explorer tells the following about a wonderful "lake": - -"We came, just at dusk, to the top of a sand hill, and saw Lake Amadeus -lying at our feet. It was a strange sight. The bed of the lake was here -only some three-quarters of a mile wide, but east and west it stretched -away to the horizon, widening out, especially westwards, into a vast -sheet many miles across. There was not a speck of water, only a dead -level surface of white salt standing out against the rich after-glow on -the west and the dull sky to the east, whilst north and south it was -hemmed in by low hills covered with dark scrub." - - * * * * * - -To Amateur Paper Publishers. - -Will publishers of amateur newspapers send sample copies to A. R. -Abbott, 38 Franklin Street, Northampton, Massachusetts? - - * * * * * - -A Query in Natural History. - - Some time ago, under the above heading, a caterpillar was described - which is commonly called saddle-back or slug caterpillar. - Naturalists know it by the euphonious title of _Sibine stimulea_, - which tells us that the tufts of bristles have nettlelike powers of - irritation. The name slug caterpillar is given it because, the - abdominal legs being absent, it moves with a smooth, gliding, - snail-like motion. It feeds on many plants and trees, such as corn, - rose, cherry, pear, and apple. After spending some weeks feeding on - the leaves, it spins a brown cocoon, nearly spherical, surrounded - by a loose silken web, and about July 1 a small moth emerges. - - It resembles those small moths commonly designated as "millers." - The wings, which spread about one and one-half inches, are of a - beautiful rich brown color, with a dark streak on the fore wings, - near which are three whitish spots. Although nature has furnished - the caterpillar with a protective armor of poisonous bristles, yet - it does not seem to me to merit the epithet "hideous creature." - - C. W. B. - EAST ORANGE, N. J. - - * * * * * - -Questions and Answers. - -Henry Osborn asks what causes Indian-summer weather, and why it is so -called. Neither is quite clear, dear Sir Henry. In Canada it is known as -St. Martin's summer. Why we call it Indian summer we have been unable to -find out. Can any one tell us? By early American colonists it was -thought that the haze was real smoke wafted from fires started by the -Indians in anticipation of winter.--A Pennsylvania member asks how -commercial pop-corn is made so excellent, when he has so much difficulty -in getting his corn to pop well. The reasons are several. One is -practice, which makes perfect. Another is good tools. Coal is poor stuff -to pop corn over. Get coke. That is better because it stays hot, and -does not die down as coal does. For popping corn in large quantities -regular furnaces lined with fire-brick are provided, and there are huge -wire baskets that are handled crane fashion. Some hold a bushel of corn -when popped. Pop-corn parties are said to be more common than usual this -autumn. - -Gardner W. Millet asks when rifles were invented, and when metallic -ammunition, all ready for use, was first used. He also asks about -breech-loading guns and magazine-rifles. The earliest breech-loaders -were used in 1537, but during the seventeenth and eighteenth centuries -they were common. They were also crude. At Kuisyingen, in 1636, only -seven shots were fired by soldiers in eight hours. The flintlock was of -Spanish origin, and came in about 1630. William, Prince of Orange, -brought it to England in 1688. Rifles are quite old, having been used in -Germany in the eighteenth century--early part. The Furguson, a breech -loading rifle, was used by American patriots during the Revolution. The -civil war brought into use the metallic ammunition, all ready for -loading on the instant, though there were many breech-loading rifles in -use before that day. The magazine-guns were invented in 1835, but not -much used till thirty years later. The rifle used by the United States -weighs eight pounds and twelve ounces, has a 0.3 calibre, and five -rounds of ammunition. - -"C. G. A." is informed that Mrs. Augusta J. Evans, the author, is still -living, we believe, in Mobile, Alabama. A granddaughter is also a -resident of Mobile, named Mrs. Gaillard, formerly Miss Wilson.--Jay F. -Hammond asks if a barrel is used for a post-office at Cape of Good Hope, -as is said to be used at the Strait of Magellan. We think not. The -extremity of Africa is quite unlike the extremity of South America. -Perhaps some South African reader can tell us more.--Edwy L. Taylor: The -Camera Club Competitions close February 15. The reference to an earlier -closing was an error.--Edward C. Wood: Your game may be copyrighted, but -unless it be a mechanical contrivance, or a part of such, and that new, -it cannot be patented. The cost of a copyright is fifty cents, with a -further fifty cents for a transcript, while a patent costs upwards of -$100. We can find no record of the firm you mention. To copyright your -game mail two copies addressed to the Librarian of Congress, Washington, -D. C., give your full name and address, state the purpose of sending, -and enclose $1. Nothing else is required. To make the copyright -effective you must conspicuously place on every copy the words -"Copyright, 1896, by Edward C. Wood, Philadelphia."--C. B. M.: Apply to -Samuel French & Son, Dramatic Publishers, New York, and state just what -you want. They will reply at once, giving list, if you mention the ROUND -TABLE. - - - - -[Illustration: THE CAMERA CLUB] - - Any questions in regard to photograph matters will be willingly - answered by the Editor of this column, and we should be glad to - hear from any of our club who can make helpful suggestions. - - -HINTS ON RETOUCHING. - -II.--SPOTS AND SCRATCHES. - -It often happens that there are spots on a negative--caused by specks of -dust on the plate, air-bubbles in the developer, or unlucky scratches in -the handling--which if not covered in some way make a black spot on the -silver paper, and mar the beauty of what would otherwise be a fine -picture. With a little practice one can learn to fill up these defects -so that they will be scarcely noticeable in the print. - -Take a drop or two of the retouching varnish on the end of the finger, -and rub it lightly and evenly over the places which are to be retouched. -Put to dry in a place free from dust; it will be dry enough in three or -four hours. Place the retouching-frame on a table by a window with a -good strong light, close the blind or lower the shade over the upper -part of the window, and place a sheet of white paper under the frame on -the table. Place the negative in the frame, and over it put a piece of -opaque paper with a hole an inch or two in diameter opening over the -place to be retouched. This also protects the film and shuts off all -light except from the points to be treated. Now if the hole is a large -one, take the brush and moisten it, and rub a little of the lampblack -from the cake of water-color on it. Then with the greatest care touch -the spot directly in the centre with a bit of the paint. Rinse the -brush, and turning it till a fine point is obtained, work the paint -carefully toward the edges of the spot, taking care that it does not -touch the film but comes close to it. Let the paint dry, and if the -first application has not made the spot of an equal density with the -surrounding film, repeat the process. If the operation is not -successful, the paint can be removed by applying a little turpentine on -a soft cloth. - -If the spot to be retouched is very small, or if there is a scratch on -the film, take a soft pencil sharpened according to directions given in -the first paper on retouching, and with very minute strokes go over the -places until the required density is obtained. Sometimes it is necessary -to go over the places several times before the spots appear like the -film. - -If a negative has sharp, harsh contrasts, they can be softened by going -over them carefully with the pencil, using the softest one for this -purpose, and then blending the pencil strokes with a crayon stump. - -Freckles, heavy shadows under the eyes and nose, are easily removed or -softened by using a needle-pointed pencil of very soft lead. - -Undesirable backgrounds, or objects which have been unavoidably included -in the picture, may be blocked out by using a thin solution of -lampblack, and applying it to the back of the plate. A light coat -obscures the background, and a thick coat blocks it out entirely. - -In beginning the practice of retouching, it is wise to experiment on -poor negatives, as first attempts are not always successful. Do not be -discouraged if the first trial prove a failure. Remember your early -experience in making negatives, and try again; for perseverance, no -matter in what direction, is sure to bring its reward--success. - - SIR KNIGHT WILLIAM MERRITT sends a print which shows no detail at - the corners, and says that all his plates have the same fault, and - asks what is the matter. The lens does not cover the plate--that - is, the lens is too small for the size plate used. It may be that - the diaphragm is too large, and by using a smaller diaphragm the - blur showing on the edges of the picture would be corrected. The - smaller the opening the more extended the sharp field of the lens; - but the smaller the opening the longer must be the exposure. - - SIR KNIGHT CHARLES M. TODD asks if hypo is always used for the - fixing-bath without regard to the kind of developer; if a - ferrotype-plate will impart a gloss to all kinds of prints except - blue prints; if the whole roll of films in a pocket kodak would - have to be exposed before one could develop any of the exposures; - if developing solution may be used the second time if only one or - two negatives have been developed in it. Hypo is always used for - the fixing-bath, as it is the cheapest and safest chemical for the - dissolving of the unused or unacted upon silver salts. - Ferrotype-plate will not impart a gloss to a platinum, bromide, or - any of the soft-tinted papers. The films in a pocket kodak should - all be used before developing. There are only twelve films in a - roll, and if part were taken out, one film would have to be spoiled - in order to put the unused films back on the empty spool. Developer - may be used the second and even the third time. Most amateurs have - a bottle for old developer, and use it for starting development, as - it is safer unless one knows the exact time of the exposure of the - plate. - - SIR KNIGHT F. ELTON MORSE, 11 and 13 Market St., Lynn, Mass., - wishes to exchange landscape views with other members of the Camera - Club. - - - - -ADVERTISEMENTS. - - - - -Postage Stamps, &c. - - - - -[Illustration: STAMPS] - -=ALBUM AND LIST FREE!= Also 100 all diff. Venezuela, Bolivia, etc., only -10c. Agts. wanted at 50% Com. =C. A. Stegmann=, 5941 Cote Brilliant Ave., -St. Louis, Mo. - - - - -500 Mixed, Australian, etc., 10c.; =105 var.= Zululand, etc., and album, -10c.; 12 Africa, 10c.; 15 Asia,10c. Bargain list free. F. P. VINCENT, -Chatham, N.Y. - - - - -U.S. Postage and Rev. Fine approval sheets. Agts. wanted. - -P. S. CHAPMAN, Box 151, Bridgeport, Ct. - - - - -U. S. - -25 diff U.S. stamps 10c., 100 diff. foreign 10c. Agts w'td @ 50%. List -free! L. B. 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DENISON, Publisher, Chicago, Ill. - - - - -[Illustration] - -THE SONG OF THE MUSES. - - What is that melody weird and wild - That throbs and sobs like the wail of a child - Through the quiet night so still and mild? - - Behold, it is a choir feline, - With tenors, altos--all told, nine; - Those are the Mewses, I opine. - - * * * * * - -A PRACTICAL LITTLE GIRL. - -"Oh, for the wings of a dove!" sang Mollie. - -"What do you want with the wings of a dove, my dear?" asked her mother. - -"To put on my new hat," said Mollie. - - * * * * * - -HIS EXPLANATION. - -"See here, Tommie," observed Tommie's teacher, "you ought to be able to -spell your own name." - -"I can," said Tommie. - -"Then why don't you? You've written it Tomie instead of Tommie." - -"Oh, as for that," said Tommie, "you told us not to waste anything, and -that extra m is just a waste of ink." - - * * * * * - -GOING INTO A NEW LINE. - -"What'll you swap off a three-cent Nicaragua '95 for, Jack?" asked -Jack's uncle of the young stamp-collector. - -"I won't swap it off for anything, Uncle George, but I tell you what I -will do. I'll swap off my whole collection for a goat. Stamps are always -the same, but goats--my--they're never the same!" - - * * * * * - -NOTHING WONDERFUL. - -"So you don't think much of Jack the Giant-killer, eh, Bobbie?" - -"NO. He was smart. But not particularly wonderful. Why, look at me! I -can tire my Pa out in five minutes, and I guess _he_ could lick any -giant Jack ever saw." - - * * * * * - -During the winter months the farmers' boys and girls have lots of fun -with their parties, taffy pulls, and such enjoyments, and considerable -humor can be found in their happy repartee. At one of these candy -parties a guest not altogether liked by some of the girls, unfortunately -sat in a saucer of maple sugar left on a chair to cool off, and his -unceremonious departure was the wonder of the evening. It was rather -hard on the young man, and it is doubtful whether he found anything to -end his embarrassment in the note he received the next day from the -daughter, saying that if the "Mr. D---- who sat in the saucer of maple -sugar last night will kindly return the saucer, he will save himself -further trouble." - - * * * * * - -AN OBJECTION. - -"I hate dancing-school," said Jack. "It's lots of fun dancing, but every -time I want to waltz I have to load myself up with some girl or other. -Why can't they let a feller dance by himself?" - - * * * * * - -A SURGEON OF THE BICYCLE. - -There are enterprising bicycle people in England as well as in this -country. A year or more ago London was flooded with the following -circular by a bicycle-repairer, which is ingenious enough in its wording -to have been the product of a Yankee: - -"Bicycle surgery. - -"Acute and chronic cases treated with assurance of success. - -"Languid tires restored to health and vigor. - -"Tires blown up without pain. Wind free. No cure, no pay asked. - -"We understand the anatomy, physiology, and hygiene of wheels, and -homoeopathic or allopathic treatment, as individual cases require. -Sure cure guaranteed. - -"Testimonials: - -"'My wheel had three ribs fractured, and you cured it in one treatment.' - -"'My tires were suffering with a case of acute aneurism, which had been -pronounced fatal by other bicycle-doctors, but you cured the disorder, -and I did not lose a day of my tour.' - -"Thousands of testimonials like the above sent on application. - - "Dr. Blank, B.S. (Bicycle Surgeon.) - No. -- Tottenham Court Road." - - * * * * * - -FORCE OF HABIT. - -He was thoroughly a business man, and he judged everything from the -point of view of weight--as was natural, since he dealt in things which -were sold according to their avoirdupois. One day somebody asked him if -he had any children. - -"Yes," he said. "I've got 453 pounds of boys, and 236 pounds of girls." - - * * * * * - -A SMALL BOY'S FEET. - -"If it wasn't for me my class in school wouldn't have any standing at -all," said Hubert. - -"Nonsense!" said his aunt. "Your mother says you are the foot of it." - -"I am," said Hubert. "How could it stand if it didn't have a foot?" - - * * * * * - -NOT REPEATED. - -"When you stepped on that gentleman's foot, Tommie, I hope you -apologized?" - -"Oh, yes, indeed I did," said Tommie, "and he gave me ten cents for -being such a good boy." - -"Did he? And what did you do then?" - -"Stepped on the other and apologized again, but it didn't work." - - * * * * * - -A JOKE UNDER THE SEA. - -"Let's get up a minstrel show," said the Shad to the Shark. - -"All right," said the Shark. "I've got a splendid mouth for tambo." - -"And think of my capacity for the bones, eh?" said the Shad. - -And the minnows in the school that was swimming by laughed so heartily -that they swam down the Shark's throat without knowing it. - - - - - -End of Project Gutenberg's Harper's Round Table, January 5, 1897, by Various - -*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S ROUND TABLE *** - -***** This file should be named 60288.txt or 60288.zip ***** -This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: - http://www.gutenberg.org/6/0/2/8/60288/ - -Produced by Annie R. 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