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+The Project Gutenberg eBook of Little Folks (September 1884), by Various
+
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+Title: Little Folks (September 1884)
+       A Magazine for the Young
+
+Author: Various
+
+Release Date: December 20, 2008 [eBook #27576]
+[Most recently updated: December 24, 2022]
+
+Language: English
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+*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK LITTLE FOLKS (SEPTEMBER 1884) ***
+
+
+
+
+    Transcriber's Note:
+    Phrases printed in italics in the original version are
+    indicated in this electronic version by _ (underscore).
+    A list of amendments are given at the end of the book.
+
+
+
+
+LITTLE FOLKS:
+
+_A Magazine for the Young._
+
+_NEW AND ENLARGED SERIES._
+
+CASSELL & COMPANY, LIMITED:
+
+_LONDON, PARIS & NEW YORK._
+
+[ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+A LITTLE TOO CLEVER.
+
+_By the Author of "Pen's Perplexities," "Margaret's Enemy," "Maid
+Marjory," &c._
+
+CHAPTER VIII.--ESCAPE.
+
+
+When Elsie awoke in the morning, after at last falling into a dull,
+heavy sleep, she had not an opportunity of seeing what sort of weather
+it was. There was no light in their rude sleeping-place, except the dim
+one that came through the aperture from the other room. She listened,
+and hearing sounds of life below, she hastily rose, and creeping down
+the ladder, went in search of her frock.
+
+Mrs. Ferguson was already up, and busy. Elsie asked for her frock, but
+Mrs. Ferguson told her it was not dry, and she had better make what
+shift she could with the old gown she had given her on the previous
+night. As she could nowhere see her dress, she was obliged reluctantly
+to follow the woman's advice.
+
+To her delight, she perceived that the morning was bright and warm after
+the rain, and she fully resolved, as soon as their things were decently
+dry, to be on their road once more.
+
+In the meantime, however, Duncan's jacket had also disappeared. She
+could get nothing out of Mrs. Ferguson about it, except that it was
+drying, and Duncan had to put up with a cotton jacket, which Mrs.
+Ferguson stripped from her own boy's back to give him.
+
+This mystery as to the whereabouts of their clothes very greatly annoyed
+Elsie, who tried in vain to make Mrs. Ferguson say where they were. She
+pretended not to understand what Elsie meant, though Elsie felt quite
+sure all that was feigned.
+
+Their breakfast consisted of some thin watery porridge, without bread,
+sugar, or milk.
+
+When their scanty meal was ended, Mrs. Ferguson ordered them to go out
+and help Sandy Ferguson, her husband, who was waiting outside for them.
+At first Elsie felt disposed to refuse, but on second thoughts, she
+obeyed. Sandy Ferguson was on the spot, his wife in the kitchen, with
+the cottage door open, their two boys about here, there, and everywhere.
+
+To get away unperceived was out of the question, besides the serious
+matter of losing their garments, which Elsie had not yet been able to
+discover.
+
+So they had to work away in company with the two ragged urchins. Elsie
+was boiling with rage, but she hid it as well as she could; and as for
+poor Duncan, he worked away without uttering a word, but with only an
+occasional inquiring glance at Elsie, which was infinitely touching.
+
+Elsie soon perceived that there would be no chance of their pursuing
+their journey that day. Mrs. Ferguson protested that she was getting
+their things dried as fast as she could, and would say nothing more; but
+Elsie had a keen misgiving that for some reason or other she did not
+mean to let them go.
+
+Was it possible that she knew anything of their mother, and was thinking
+to send them back? or did she only mean to keep them there, and make
+them work for her family?
+
+At times Elsie felt a terrible fear creeping over her that these
+dreadful people meant to steal or hurt her and Duncan. "Perhaps she
+wants our clothes," Elsie thought, "for she knows we have no more
+pennies!"
+
+So she took the first opportunity she could find to tell Mrs. Ferguson
+that they didn't think they could wait any longer for their things to
+get dry; they could easily get some more at Killochrie. She said this
+with an air of indifference. She would put her jacket on over her stuff
+petticoat, and that would do very well. Duncan could wear the cotton
+jacket, and leave his tweed one behind.
+
+But all this made no impression on Mrs. Ferguson. She only laughed
+grimly to herself; and as their things were not forthcoming, Elsie might
+as well have spared her generosity. If she could only have found her
+jacket she would have been contented, but this, too, had disappeared,
+and even if she had found the opportunity, Elsie would hardly have had
+the courage to go on her way with Mrs. Ferguson's dirty tattered gown
+tucked up and pinned together about her.
+
+By-and-by Elsie began to think she saw what Mrs. Ferguson was thinking
+of. She noticed that she frequently looked along the road, and carefully
+watched for any vehicle whose wheels sounded in the distance. "She
+thinks mother'll come and fetch us," Elsie said to herself, "or at least
+the woman that I told her I lived with; but she'll never come here after
+us, that's certain."
+
+But although Elsie had very little fear that they would be found, yet
+she was determined to get away somehow from this hovel.
+
+Two whole days had elapsed. They had spent three wretched shivering
+nights on the floor of the loft. On the third day Elsie felt she could
+bear it no longer. She was in a state of suppressed excitement, and she
+felt that she could almost jump out of her skin.
+
+It is very strange to notice through what small loopholes people often
+make their escape. The fairy-tale idea of passing through keyholes and
+up chimneys is scarcely more wonderful. Now, Mrs. Ferguson had been
+keeping a strict watch on these children, and not only herself, but her
+husband and two children had all been employed to watch. On the third
+day there stopped at the cottage door a lumbering vehicle, containing a
+man and woman and several baskets. The two alighted, and came into the
+cottage, where a great talking ensued, and many purchases were displayed
+and loudly discussed. The two Ferguson lads should have been with Elsie
+and Duncan, but they had climbed on to the top of the peat-stack by the
+side of the house, and were lying full length, peering unobserved
+through the dingy window. Suddenly Elsie perceived that they were alone,
+and without waiting to consider the possibilities of the case, she took
+Duncan by the hand, pushed him over the stone wall, quickly climbed it
+herself, and flew away over the grass as fast as her feet could carry
+her in the direction of the hills.
+
+Here, again, fortune favoured her, as it sometimes does favour the most
+rash ventures. After running a goodish way, Elsie saw what she had never
+dreamed of finding--a roadway sweeping round the foot of the hill, and
+quite hidden from sight by a sudden rise in the ground. When they gained
+the road, they too would be hidden by the rising ground between them and
+the crofter's cottage, whereas now they could be seen distinctly by any
+one who should happen to look, for there was not even a tree or bush to
+shield them. Elsie pushed on quickly, not venturing to take even a peep
+behind until they had safely scrambled down the steep bank into the
+road, when, to her joy, she found that the stone walls enclosing the
+croft, even the little hovel itself, had completely disappeared.
+
+"Elsie," said Duncan, catching his breath, and looking up to her with a
+glance of terror, "will they catch us?"
+
+"No, I don't think so, Duncan," Elsie answered, quite gently. "We are
+quite out of sight. We must be quick, and find out where this road
+leads."
+
+"I am so frightened, Elsie!" Duncan exclaimed, with a pitiful, appealing
+glance to her not to be angry. He had kept his terror to himself so long
+that he could hide it no longer. "Did you think they were going to kill
+us, Elsie?"
+
+"No, Duncan, of course not," Elsie replied, not without a little shiver.
+
+It was very noticeable how different Elsie's tone was from her usual
+one. There was no snapping up or ridiculing her little brother. She
+spoke more as if she were trying to persuade herself of the truth of
+what she said.
+
+"But, Elsie, there was never any one came near," Duncan persisted.
+"Sandy Ferguson could dig a big hole, and put us in right easy. No one
+would know. Don't let him catch us, Elsie."
+
+"He shan't catch us, dear," Elsie said, reassuringly, though she was not
+feeling very easy about it herself. It was only now that she began
+really to feel what a terrible time they had lived through in those last
+two days, and what unknown horrors they had escaped from. Duncan's words
+filled her with fear. To be overtaken and carried back to that dreadful
+woman seemed the worst thing that could befall them.
+
+"I wonder where this road leads?" Elsie said, trying to make Duncan
+think of something else. "There's no one to ask."
+
+"P'raps they might be like the man if you asked," Duncan said fearfully;
+"and you look so ragged in that dirty old gown, Elsie. They will think
+we are beggars."
+
+Elsie had been thinking the same thing herself, though she was not going
+to tell poor Duncan--already frightened out of his senses--how
+uncomfortable she really felt. Alone in a country road, which led they
+did not know where, without a penny to buy food or, so far as they could
+see, a house from which they could ask some, what was to become of them?
+
+"Elsie?" Duncan said presently, looking at her very wistfully.
+
+"Yes, Duncan?"
+
+"You won't be angry, will you?"
+
+"No, I won't be angry," Elsie said impatiently. "What is it?"
+
+"I feel so tired. Couldn't we go home?"
+
+"Do you think you could find the way back?" Elsie asked.
+
+"Oh! but we could ask for Dunster," Duncan said, eagerly. "People would
+tell us. I'd try to run very fast, Elsie."
+
+"We should have to get back to that other road, where the cottages are,
+first," Elsie said, contemplatively. "Would you like to do that,
+Duncan?"
+
+"Oh, no!" the child cried, in _terror_. "They'd catch us, Elsie, they'd
+catch us: I'm sure they would."
+
+"We won't go there," Elsie said, trying to comfort him, for it was
+pitiful to see his fright. "Wait till I see a nice tidy person, and I'll
+ask all about it."
+
+"There might be another way," Duncan suggested.
+
+Just then they heard the sound of distant wheels. Duncan caught hold of
+Elsie's shoulder in an agony of fright. "It's the man!" he cried,
+trembling from head to foot, and turning as white as death. "He's
+coming, Elsie! he's coming to fetch us back!"
+
+
+CHAPTER IX.--A FAIRY VISITOR.
+
+With what indescribable torments of dread the two children stood waiting
+it is difficult to express. Elsie's feeling of fright for herself was
+merged in care for Duncan. She had never seen him look like this before,
+and it startled her. His white face was drawn into an expression that
+changed it altogether. His eyes were wide and staring, looking along the
+road in a sort of fascination of terror.
+
+Elsie held him close to her, drawing him round so that he should not see
+the approaching vehicle, still far distant, for on that still, lonely
+road the sound of hoofs could be heard at a great distance. Elsie
+listened, with her heart standing still.
+
+"Duncan, Duncan, it is two horses!" she cried, presently. "And they are
+coming quickly. It is a carriage, not a cart."
+
+But Duncan was so terrified that he had no reasoning power left in him.
+Even when the carriage came in sight he would not have been a bit
+surprised to have seen the crofter and his shrewish wife jump out of it.
+
+Instead of that, however, the carriage contained a very
+fashionably-dressed, rich-looking lady and gentleman. Elsie could see
+directly that they were gentlefolk, who would never think of hurting two
+little children. She resolved to speak to them.
+
+They were certainly in fortune's way. The carriage drew up close by
+them, and a dainty voice asked--
+
+"Children, can you tell us if we are on the right road to Killochrie?"
+
+"I don't think you are, ma'am," Elsie replied, in her best manner.
+
+"Oh dear!" the lady exclaimed; "how annoying when we are in such haste!
+Can you direct us?"
+
+"There's a road right over there leads to it," Elsie replied, pointing
+with her hand.
+
+"But how do we get on to the road? Does this one meet it anywhere?
+Driver, don't you know?"
+
+The driver muttered something in a rather surly fashion, whereupon the
+gentleman, who had not yet spoken, leaned forward, and said angrily,
+"You told us you knew this neighbourhood. You are an idiot!"
+
+"Perhaps this little lass could show him," the lady remarked.
+
+"Indeed, ma'am, it's right glad I'd be to do it," Elsie began (how very
+polite any one can be when they choose), "but we're quite strange, and
+have lost our own way, our mother being dead and our father in London,
+which we're trying to find; and perhaps, ma'am, you would be so kind as
+to tell us the way." All this was said very rapidly.
+
+"If they can't help us, why not drive on?" the gentleman remarked
+impatiently.
+
+"Stay a moment," the lady said. "These children may possibly be of great
+use to us. Look at the girl, William. She hasn't at all a bad face, if
+she were well dressed," she added, in a low tone, which, however, did
+not escape Elsie.
+
+"You say your mother is dead and your father in London," the lady added.
+"Who are you living with?"
+
+"There was a woman who took care of us," Elsie replied quickly, "but she
+let our father think we were dead, so we ran away to find him; and a man
+who gave us a ride in his cart robbed us of our pennies and our clothes,
+and was very cruel. We ran away in the clothes they gave us."
+
+"What a deal of running away," the lady said, not unkindly; "and your
+little brother looks tired. Do you know how far it is to London?"
+
+"No, not exactly, ma'am," Elsie replied.
+
+"Well, it is hundreds and hundreds of miles; and let me tell you at once
+you will never get there if you walk for ever. But," she added quickly,
+leaving Elsie no time to reply, "I may be able to help you. I am a sort
+of good fairy. Walk on towards Killochrie. Ask any one you see the way
+there, and before night I will come back again. That is all. Coachman,
+drive on. You must look out for some one else to direct us."
+
+Then the man whipped up his horses and drove off, leaving Elsie standing
+by the roadside in a sad state of bewilderment. Could she have heard
+aright? Before three minutes had passed she began to think she had been
+mistaken, but that could not be, for Duncan presently said to her--
+
+"She won't ever come back, Elsie, will she? But she was a bonnie lady,
+wasn't she?"
+
+"She was bonnie, and real kind," Elsie said. "I wonder whether she will
+come back after all."
+
+"She might have put us inside the carriage if she'd liked," Duncan said,
+doubtfully.
+
+"Perhaps the gentleman wouldn't have let her," Elsie replied. "I think
+she meant she would come alone."
+
+"Will she be very long?" Duncan said, pitifully; "and will she take us
+to London, to him--our father, Elsie?--or will you ask her to take us
+back to Dunster?"
+
+"We must wait till she comes," Elsie said, evasively. In her heart of
+hearts she would not have been sorry to find herself back in Mrs.
+MacDougall's cottage, but the humiliation of returning and acknowledging
+why she had run away, and how she had failed, was too much for her
+proud, stubborn will.
+
+"Do you like running away?" Duncan asked, looking up anxiously in her
+face.
+
+"I don't mind it," Elsie answered. She was getting into a contrary mood,
+partly because Duncan's remarks touched her so keenly, partly out of
+anger and impatience at the misfortunes that had befallen them.
+
+They had been walking along slowly in the direction the carriage had
+taken. Duncan did not seem inclined to go faster. Presently he stopped,
+and stood watching a number of black-faced Highland sheep scampering
+down the side of a hill. There were sounds of barking, and at last there
+appeared a shepherd and collie.
+
+"He will know the way," Elsie cried, with delight. "Come on, Duncan;
+let's run and ask him."
+
+"You run, Elsie. I'll wait till you come back," Duncan said, wearily. It
+was very unusual for him to hang behind, but Elsie was too eager to
+notice it. She left him sitting by the roadside, and flew after the
+shepherd.
+
+"The way to Killochrie? Weel, you just keep to the road right away till
+it runs into another one, an' that'll take you straight through; but
+it's a long, long way to walk."
+
+The man was engaged in eating a large piece of bread and cheese. Elsie,
+who was very hungry, eyed it longingly.
+
+"Ye look a wee bit starved," the man said.
+
+"We'll be getting some food at Killochrie," Elsie said, evasively.
+
+"I did hear last night that there was two children lost off Dunster
+Moor--stolen, they do say. I suppose you bain't one of them?" the man
+continued, eyeing her curiously "Was dressed in plaid frock and cloth
+jacket. That ain't you, any way."
+
+"We live at Killochrie," Elsie said quickly and wickedly, not hesitating
+to conceal the truth, and to tell a falsehood to do so. "We've come
+farther than we should, and I wasn't quite sure of the way."
+
+"Aweel! aweel!" the man said, in his slow northern fashion. "It's a good
+thing ye're not lost away from your natural home, which I'd be sorry to
+think of happening to any bairn. It's a goodish bit out of my road, but
+I'd like to carry the poor bairnies back to their mother, wherever she
+be."
+
+Elsie waited to hear no more. She bade the man a hasty "Good-day," and
+ran off. How strange it was that this out-of-the-way shepherd should
+have heard the tale, and yet not so strange when one thinks how quickly
+such a tale spreads far and near, and how few other concerns the
+shepherd had to drive it from his mind. Already the news of the lost
+children was being discussed in every whiskey-shop and cottage. It had
+reached the little village three miles out of Killochrie, where the
+shepherd's wife lived. And if the children had been elsewhere than in
+the crofter's lonely cottage they must have been discovered, as there
+was every chance that they would be before long.
+
+Now, if Elsie had known it, the first piece of good fortune that had
+really come to them was when she met the shepherd. He was an honest,
+kind-hearted man, the father of children. At one word of explanation he
+would have taken the children in charge, and delivered them safely over
+to their proper guardian. Providence, watching over the misguided
+children, had put this means of deliverance in their way. But Elsie was
+still obstinate, and the very thought of being taken back roused every
+feeling of opposition and anger.
+
+If only poor little Duncan had known the opportunity, which was every
+moment retreating farther away!
+
+Elsie breathed freely when she perceived the shepherd disappear in the
+valley. "We are all right," she said to Duncan, keeping to herself the
+shock she had received. "This will lead us to Killochrie."
+
+Duncan said nothing. He seemed neither glad nor sorry. He was not much
+of a companion, Elsie thought.
+
+The day crept on. They did not make much progress, for Duncan was cross,
+and lagged dreadfully.
+
+Elsie had in her mind a firm conviction that the kind lady would return,
+and she was not wrong, for at last they saw a female figure coming
+towards them; she carried a good-sized leather bag in her hand, which
+Elsie believed contained food for them. How glad she was now that she
+had fled from the shepherd. The good fairy had come.
+
+[Illustration: "THE CARRIAGE DREW UP CLOSE BY THEM" (_p. 131_).]
+
+There was one thing Elsie had never thought of. Wicked spirits often
+assume the appearance of good fairies. Every one knows that, so that it
+was to be seen whether this was a good fairy or not.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+CHAPTER X.--THE NEW MOTHER.
+
+Such a disappointment! As the figure drew near, Elsie saw that she had
+made a mistake. Instead of the beautifully-dressed lady of the carriage,
+it turned out to be a person dressed in black garments, with a long
+black veil covering her face.
+
+She walked along quickly, and as she came up to the children, she
+stopped. Then she turned up her veil, and Elsie saw with astonishment
+that it was really the lady who had spoken to them that morning, but so
+changed, that it was no wonder Elsie had not known her. The face that
+had looked so gay and smiling was now sad and pensive; the fair curling
+hair, falling in pretty confusion over the white forehead, was drawn
+smoothly back under the neat crape bonnet, with its widow's cap.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+The many bracelets and other jewellery were all gone. So complete was
+the transformation that Elsie stood staring, not knowing what to
+believe.
+
+"I told you I was a fairy," the lady said, in a kind, but sad, voice.
+"You must not be surprised to see me so changed. To-morrow I may change
+again. A fairy is all sorts of things, you know."
+
+"Ye--es, ma'am," Elsie said, doubtfully.
+
+"I dare say you think that a fairy can change other people as well as
+herself, do you not?"
+
+"Yes, ma'am; fairies do that in books," Elsie replied.
+
+"Well, and I tell you I am a fairy," the lady said, a little sharply;
+"and I am going to change you."
+
+"What is she going to change us into, Elsie?" asked the matter-of-fact
+Duncan.
+
+"Ah! what?" the lady asked, with a laugh. "Shall I change you into two
+little Highland sheep scampering over the hills, and feeding upon
+grass?"
+
+"Oh no!" Elsie said quickly; but Duncan, whose mind never readily
+accepted a new idea, only replied stolidly, "You couldn't, you know."
+
+"Don't be so sure of that," the lady replied. "But I am not going to. I
+am going to make you into my own little children."
+
+This seemed very nice and kind, but it so completely did away with their
+own father that Elsie did not know what to say. The lady seemed
+displeased, and stamping her foot, said very sharply--"Do you hear what
+I say? I am going to turn you into my little boy and girl."
+
+"Thank you, ma'am," Elsie said slowly. "It is very kind, only we've got
+our own father."
+
+"I didn't say anything about a father, did I?" the lady said. "I shall
+be your mother. While you are my children, your father is dead."
+
+"But he isn't indeed, ma'am," Elsie began; but he lady's face suddenly
+changed. It grew very red, and her eyes blazed with passion.
+
+In place of the sad, pensive face, she saw an angry, furious,
+dreadful-looking face, that struck terror into her heart. "While you are
+my children," she exclaimed, in a loud terrible voice, "your father is
+dead. If you forget that for one moment, I will instantly change you
+back into the wretched little creatures you now are, and set you down on
+top of that high mountain, where you will perish of cold and hunger."
+Then suddenly she dropped her voice, her face grew calm and
+sweet-looking again, and she said, very gently, "Will you be my
+children?"
+
+The children were so bewildered and astonished that they could hardly
+believe their senses. Elsie replied at once--"Oh yes, if we may;" but it
+was really more because she did not dare to say anything else, for fear
+of offending this strange being, and the dread of being left alone all
+night among the dark, gloomy hills.
+
+"Follow me," the lady said, drawing down her veil, and turning away
+from the road on to the grass.
+
+The children followed. She led them some distance over the lowest part
+of a small hill. She walked quickly, the children doing their best to
+keep pace with her light, rapid footsteps, although Duncan was very
+tired, and both were desperately hungry. Presently they found themselves
+in a tiny dell, through which ran a little babbling stream, and where
+large yellow daisies, and bonnie blue-bells, and other flowers bloomed
+abundantly. Here the strange lady stopped, and opening her bag, she drew
+forth some black garments. The first one was a frock of fine black stuff
+with crape. She bade Elsie take off the old gown she was wearing, and
+put on this.
+
+Elsie was charmed. The dress fastened down the back, and had a narrow
+skirt, cut in one with the body, forming a complete contrast to her own
+short full skirt and round body of bright plaid. Then there came forth
+from the fairy bag a black hat and a pair of beautiful silk gloves. "You
+will do for to-night," the lady said, when Elsie had put them on.
+"To-morrow morning we must think of shoes and stockings less clumsy than
+those you have on."
+
+For Duncan she brought out a black overcoat, which reached nearly to his
+ankles, and a black cloth cap. Elsie waited impatiently, hoping to see
+some nice food come out of the bag, but the fairy mother seemed not to
+have thought of that, for she shut it up when she had taken the cap out,
+and gave it to Duncan to carry. Then she rolled up the tattered gown and
+jacket, and threw them into the stream.
+
+"You are to call me mamma," she said sweetly, "or mother, if you are
+more used to that."
+
+"Then please, ma'am--ma--we are very hungry," Elsie said.
+
+The lady did not seem pleased. "What dreadful things children are! They
+want to eat!" she exclaimed. "Well, there is no time now; we must get
+home quickly. Give me a hand each of you."
+
+They did as they were told, and very soon were again upon the road,
+walking as quickly as they could to keep up with her. Every now and then
+she gave Duncan a sharp tug to make him walk quicker.
+
+The poor child was so tired and hungry that he hardly knew how to get
+along, but the lady took no notice. Elsie really was beginning to think
+that there was something about her quite different from ordinary people,
+but she was not sure that she liked her any better for that. She
+wondered whether she knew what it was to feel very hungry.
+
+They walked what seemed to the weary children a very, very long way, but
+at last they saw houses, and they perceived that they had arrived at a
+little village. Here the lady bought them some buns and rolls, which
+they eagerly devoured, but to their infinite disappointment they found
+they were not to stay here. On they walked another long way, till they
+reached a place with many houses and streets and shops, such as Elsie
+had never seen in her life before.
+
+It was now quite dark, but the lady hurried them through the streets,
+not allowing them to stop for a moment. By-and-by they arrived at a
+strange building of wood. They were presently lifted into a carriage.
+The lady followed; the door was shut. There was a shrill scream, and
+then the lights outside began to glide past them. They were, for the
+first time in their lives, in a train.
+
+Duncan had not been in the carriage two minutes before his head fell
+back against the woodwork, and he was asleep. Elsie's brain was too busy
+for her to do the same thing. The sensation of gliding along in the dark
+was so new and strange that she was at first very frightened, but as
+every one else looked quite comfortable, her fears began to abate, and
+she could turn her mind to the strange adventures that had befallen
+them.
+
+After some little time they stopped, and their companion lifted them
+out, rousing Duncan out of his heavy sleep with much difficulty.
+
+A tall, dark gentleman was waiting, on the platform for them. "Here are
+the dear children," the lady said, in a sweet, sad voice. "Children, say
+'How do you do?' to your Uncle William."
+
+The gentleman shook hands with each of them, and taking Elsie by the
+hand, led her forward, the lady following with Duncan. They passed
+through some gates, and found some carriages waiting outside. Into one
+of these the gentleman and lady took the children, and they were driven
+away.
+
+These two strange individuals conversed a great deal, but the noise of
+the wheels prevented Elsie from hearing much of what they said. She made
+out that the lady was telling the gentleman about her journey, and she
+thought they both seemed rather pleased.
+
+Suddenly the gentleman leaned over, and laid a hand upon Elsie's arm.
+"Mind what you are about," he said in her ear. "If you say anything to
+displease this lady, your good mother, it will be the worse for you. The
+less you say to anybody, the better; and look after the boy. What is
+your name?"
+
+"Elsie."
+
+"No it isn't. It is Effie Donaldson. Don't forget it again. Your
+brother's name is Donald Donaldson. Don't let him forget it, either."
+
+Elsie saw in a moment that there was no trifling meant, and that she
+would have to obey. It was the same gentleman who had called the driver
+an idiot in the morning. She had stolen a glance at him then, and had
+not liked his face. She liked it still less now. Still, they must be
+kind people, or they would not have brought her and Duncan all this way,
+and given them such nice clothes. Elsie very much wished, however, that
+gentlefolk had not such strange manners.
+
+She was very glad and thankful when at last they alighted at a house,
+into which they entered. A neat, tidy-looking woman came forward to meet
+them. "Everything's quite ready, ma'am, as the gentleman ordered," she
+said, with a curtsey. "I've made up an extra bed in your room, ma'am,
+for the little boy, which the gentleman said would suit you, and the
+supper's waiting to be served in a moment. I dare say the children are
+tired, ma'am."
+
+"Yes," said the lady, in a sweet, gentle voice. "They have had a long
+journey, and they are tired to-night. They will be glad to get to bed as
+soon as we have had supper, won't you, dears?"
+
+"Yes, mamma," Elsie answered quickly. Duncan made no reply.
+
+"You go in there, and sit down till I come," the lady said, pointing to
+an open door, through which came the gleam of a fire. She took Elsie's
+hat and Duncan's cap, and went upstairs, leaving the children, as they
+thought, alone.
+
+But that was a mistake, for the gentleman came in the next moment.
+However, he told them, not unkindly, to sit down and warm themselves,
+which they were glad enough to do. The table was already spread for a
+meal. Presently the woman brought in a dish of ham and eggs, which made
+the famished creatures ready to cry with delight.
+
+Their new mamma watched them very narrowly as they ate. Fortunately,
+Mrs. MacDougall had been very strict about their behaviour, but there
+were still several things that displeased their new friend, for which
+she corrected them pretty sharply; and to show how easily children can
+remember when they really know they must, Elsie not only bore in mind
+the faults that were found with herself, but also those points in which
+Duncan had offended.
+
+The woman of the house came in by-and-by, to ask whether she should see
+the children in bed. She looked so kind and nice, that Elsie hoped their
+new mamma would say "Yes." She, however, declined, saying that she could
+not bear any one to do anything for the children but herself. Then she
+took them upstairs, and locking the door, bade them undress. She then
+went to a box, and got out some night garments, which were much too
+large; but the children did not mind that. She tucked Elsie kindly into
+the snuggest, sweetest bed that could be, and then went to do the same
+kind office for Duncan. Then telling them that they were on no account
+to get up till she came to them the next morning, she left them to such
+a night's rest as they had not had since they left the cottage on
+Dunster Moor.
+
+[Illustration: "'YOU ARE TO CALL ME MAMMA,' SHE SAID" (_p. 134_).]
+
+
+CHAPTER XI.--"THAT CHILD IS ILL!"
+
+The children had been in the habit of rising at an early hour all their
+lives. Elsie woke the next morning about six o'clock, to find the sun
+shining in brightly at the curtained window. She had always thought what
+a fine thing it must be to be able to lie in bed as long as one liked,
+so she was not at all averse to doing as the lady had bidden her,
+especially as the little bed was so soft and warm. She lay quietly,
+looking round the room at the pictures which hung on the walls, and at
+the various articles of furniture it contained; but after a while she
+began to grow tired of this, and to wonder when the lady would come to
+her. After an hour or so she crept to the door, and turned the handle,
+thinking to see if any one was about yet; but she found that she was
+locked in, so there was nothing else to be done but to get back into
+bed.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+The time passed very slowly; still no one came. Elsie grew very
+restless, and did not at all like the feeling of being locked up away
+from Duncan. Still these people were gentlefolk, and rich. It was quite
+impossible they could mean any harm. She could hear distant sounds of
+people moving in the house. Could it be possible that they had forgotten
+all about her? She had heard a clock strike seven, then eight, now it
+was striking nine. At home, she would have been across the moor and
+back, have had her breakfast, and been at school by this time.
+
+Much as she stood in awe of her mysterious benefactress, she grew at
+last so restless that she could be still no longer, but jumped up, and
+began to wash and dress herself.
+
+She was standing before the glass, greatly admiring her appearance in
+the new frock and hat, and wondering how the lady had really got them,
+when the key turned, and the fairy mother herself entered. She was
+dressed in long trailing black garments, with a white cap on her head,
+and looked, Elsie thought, wonderfully sweet and pretty. But as her eye
+fell upon Elsie the sweetness vanished, and the angry expression that
+had once before so terrified her came back.
+
+"I told you not to get up till I came," she said, in a threatening
+voice.
+
+"I thought you had forgotten; it was so late," Elsie faltered.
+
+"You are not to think," the lady said. "You have disobeyed me once. The
+second time you will find yourself, before nightfall, back on the top of
+the mountain, as I warned you before. And far worse things than that
+will befall you, and your brother too. Take care! I shall not warn you
+again. Now, put on these stockings I have brought you, and let me see if
+these shoes fit."
+
+They were a pair of fine woven black stockings, for which Elsie
+willingly changed her thick grey knitted ones. The shoes were a little
+long, but were soft and easy to her feet, and seemed to Elsie very
+beautiful ones. They were, in fact, a pair of the lady's own, and yet
+were scarcely any too large for Elsie. Then the lady combed out her
+hair, and tied it up with a piece of black ribbon. Elsie felt herself
+very grand indeed.
+
+"Now kiss me, and say, 'Good morning, mamma,'" the lady said, holding
+her cheek down.
+
+Elsie did as she was bidden. "That will do," the lady said. "When you go
+downstairs say 'Good morning' to your Uncle William in the same way. You
+can go now."
+
+Elsie went downstairs. At the door of the room where they had supped the
+night before she met the woman of the house, taking in a plate of eggs,
+coffee, and other good things.
+
+The woman looked at her curiously, but made no remark. Elsie went in,
+and found the gentleman already there. She went forward and bade him
+good morning, as she had been directed.
+
+He lifted up a pair of large black eyes from the paper he was reading,
+and gave her a look which somehow scared her, as he said "Good morning,
+Effie." She stood still, not daring to move at all, and feeling
+extremely frightened and awkward.
+
+"Go and tell your mamma that breakfast is ready," he said, with another
+look.
+
+"Yes, dear, I'm coming," the lady called, in response to Elsie's
+message. "Don't walk so heavily, child!" she exclaimed, as Elsie ran
+downstairs. "I do not know what sort of manners they have taught you at
+that wretched school. Bring your hat down, dear; then we shall be all
+ready to start. You will see that the luggage is in readiness, Mrs.
+Alexander," she added to the woman, who was at that moment coming out of
+the room.
+
+"Yes, ma'am, certainly. And the fly will be round at a quarter to ten
+punctually."
+
+The lady thanked her very sweetly; she was leading Duncan by the hand.
+He had on his overcoat, and held his cap in his hand. Elsie concluded at
+once that this was because he had no jacket, and wondered why the lady
+had not provided one for him as well as clothes for her. The child was
+looking pale and heavy, and, Elsie thought, unhappy.
+
+All the time they were at breakfast the lady and gentleman talked about
+the weather, and the long journey they were going to take, and such
+things, just, Elsie thought, as if Mrs. Alexander were outside
+listening. Elsie was considerably bewildered by the way they spoke of
+her and Duncan.
+
+"Effie is not so much grown as I would have thought," the lady remarked
+to the gentleman, who seemed to be her brother.
+
+"She is very much tanned, and her hands are as brown as berries," he
+replied.
+
+"Ah! that is the natural result of such a country life," the lady
+returned. "She has perfect health."
+
+"Donald does not look so well."
+
+Elsie could make nothing of this strange conversation, but she supposed
+that the lady wished her and Duncan to be taken for some other children
+who were not there. Still this was puzzling, for where could the other
+children be?
+
+Duncan ate very little, and seemed to take that more because he was
+frightened to leave what had been given him than for any hunger.
+
+After breakfast a carriage came to the door, and they drove back again
+to the station from which they had come last night. After a little
+waiting, the train started.
+
+There were no other passengers in the carriage they occupied, and the
+lady and gentleman talked a great deal together. Elsie could not
+understand half that they said, but she heard them mention Edinburgh and
+London, and talk of hotels, and lodgings, and a great many other things,
+which gave her no information; but her heart beat wildly when they spoke
+of London, and she hoped above everything that they would take her
+there, for she had lost all count of the way by now, and would have had
+no more idea in which direction to go, had she been left to herself,
+than she would have had to find her way back to Dunster.
+
+For a while the lady and gentleman were so engaged in talking together,
+that they took no notice of the children. Duncan had seated himself in a
+corner, and was leaning his head against the cushion with a strange
+expression on his face. Elsie, sitting opposite, glanced at him several
+times, as if to inquire what was the matter, but he took no notice. To
+go over and ask him was more than she dared. She was far more frightened
+to move a finger before this strange lady than she had been to disobey
+Mrs. MacDougall in the most flagrant way.
+
+But suddenly the gentleman's eye fell upon Duncan, and he said sharply,
+"That child is ill, Lucy!"
+
+"Nonsense!" said the lady, quickly. "He is putting it on. A good shaking
+will rouse him."
+
+Elsie glanced uneasily at Duncan. He took no notice; his heavy eyelids
+were almost closed. It flashed upon Elsie that what the gentleman said
+was true, although she had not thought of it before.
+
+"I think he is ill," Elsie said, plucking up her courage, for she
+thought it was cruel to talk of shaking him.
+
+"Nonsense! He shall not be ill. Let him dare to!" the lady cried
+angrily.
+
+"It strikes me that he won't be able to help it," the gentleman said,
+with an ugly smile, which seemed to make the lady very angry. "Well now,
+what's to be done? This is a look-out you had not bargained for."
+
+The lady looked puzzled and very much annoyed. She bit her lip, and
+tapped her foot on the floor.
+
+"If he lasts out till we get to London, I don't know that the child
+being ill will interfere with our plans. It might be turned to
+advantage. If not, he must be left behind in Edinburgh," the lady said.
+
+Elsie pricked up her ears. "You do not mean that you would leave him
+without me," she said quickly, thinking her ears must have deceived her.
+
+"He could be brought to London when he was better," the lady said, with
+a glance at the gentleman. "He would be taken care of; but we must go
+on."
+
+"If he stays in Edinburgh, I shall too," Elsie said, with sudden
+decision.
+
+"You will do what I tell you!" the lady said, with one of her terrible
+looks, which so frightened Elsie that she could say nothing, although
+her mind was firmly made up that she would never leave Duncan.
+
+Then they went on talking again, and Elsie heard a great deal of
+discussion about whether they should stay in an hotel or not, and she
+gathered that the presence of herself and Duncan was the point of
+difficulty, for she heard the lady say that she had not been able to get
+him any clothes, and his own were much too coarse and common, and that
+people in Edinburgh would notice much more than simple country-folk like
+Mrs. Alexander.
+
+Elsie had long been doubtful whether these people were kind or not, but
+now she felt sure they were not. She had no idea why they had done all
+they had, but she felt sure it was not from real kindness, and she began
+to feel suspicious that they would be very unkind to Duncan.
+
+It was a very strange thing, and not at all what she had ever read in
+any book, that they should twice have fallen in with unkind people.
+
+By-and-by some other people came into the carriage, and then Mrs.
+Donaldson went and sat by Duncan, putting her arm round him, and drawing
+his head down on to her shoulder.
+
+After being many hours in the train, they arrived at a great place,
+which turned out to be the Waverley Station at Edinburgh. It was such a
+busy, wonderful place, with so many lights and people, that Elsie would
+have been wild with delight if it had not been for her anxiety about
+Duncan.
+
+The gentleman gave some directions to a porter about taking their
+luggage. Then he and the lady took poor Duncan between them and led him
+out into the streets, which were full of people and carriages.
+
+It was, she supposed, because so many people looked at Duncan's pale
+heavy face and tottering steps that the gentleman, after a a few
+minutes, took him up and carried him. They went some little distance,
+till they came to a small shop, the window of which was full of all
+kinds of papers and pictures. The gentleman had some conversation with a
+man behind the counter, who took them into a small room, where the lady
+and gentleman bade them "Good-bye," and left them, saying they would
+come back the next morning.
+
+After a little time, a girl, dirty, ragged, and untidy, came into the
+room, and taking Duncan up in her arms, carried him upstairs, Elsie
+following with a candle.
+
+The house seemed to be a tall one, for there were more stairs than Elsie
+had ever seen in her life, and they were dark, steep, and narrow, so
+that she frequently stumbled. The girl, however, went on quickly enough.
+They paused at several landings with doors, from which came the noise of
+voices, sometimes raised pretty high, as if in anger and dispute.
+
+At last they reached a tiny room, quite up at the top of the house. It
+had a low, sloping roof, much discoloured with damp and dirt, as were
+also the walls. The floor was bare and black with dirt and age, the
+whole apartment squalid and uncomfortable.
+
+The girl laid Duncan down on the bed, and began removing his things with
+a certain amount of gentleness; he seemed quite unable to do anything
+for himself. When she had undressed him, she put back the bed-clothes.
+Then she went away, and once more the children were alone together, and
+very much alone, for Elsie noticed that the girl locked the door before
+she went away.
+
+(_To be continued._)
+
+
+
+
+SOME MORE LITTLE PRESENTS, AND THE WAY TO MAKE THEM.[1]
+
+
+[Footnote 1: See Little Folks, Vol. XVIII., page 291.]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+Are you ready to hear about more things which can be made with a
+penknife? Then I am ready to tell you.
+
+Amongst my acquaintances and friends are certain little toy-boat
+builders, who bestow upon me from time to time boats fashioned by their
+knives; vessels which would not, it is true, encounter stormy seas, and
+therefore are not fitted for use, but which look taut and trim as they
+lie in the quiet harbour of bracket or slab amongst other choice
+ornaments. A rowing-boat, a yacht, a schooner, a man-of-war--all these
+varieties are somewhat commonplace. The construction of them requires
+skill and dexterity, I know, but you do not want a description from me
+of these, and I wish to tell you of something more uncommon than the
+boats we see on our own waters.
+
+Perhaps some of my readers have not attempted anything on so large a
+scale as this I am about to describe. If they are afraid of the size of
+the venture, they can follow the general directions, and make their
+dimensions smaller.
+
+Two boats we want, and four paddles.
+
+The boats are to be in shape and form like the Indian birch-bark canoe:
+this, as you know, has a very distinctive appearance of its own, and is
+quite different from any boat we see on English waters: for this reason,
+although you might be able to find a picture of one in some book, a
+drawing is given for you to study, as your model for shape and form. As
+I have said, we require two of these canoes, and they are to be of
+different sizes. The length of the big one is 12 inches; the depth of
+this boat in the middle is 2 inches; at its stern and prow, which you
+will see are alike also in form, the measurement is 2½ inches.
+
+The length of the little canoe is 9½ inches: in the middle it is 1½
+inches, and prow and stern measure 2 inches.
+
+The particularly bulging sides of boats of this character are the cause
+of the chief difficulty of their construction; fortunately for our
+purpose only one side of the canoes have this protuberance, for this
+reason--these canoes and paddles are placed together and hung up against
+a wall, and therefore one side of each canoe has to be flat in order to
+rest steadily and comfortably against the wall. The interiors of the
+canoes are scooped out, and serve as receptacles for odds and ends.
+
+The paddles of some canoes are short and have wide spoon-like blades at
+each end; these, you see, have not. The length of the pair of big
+paddles is 13 inches; of these inches the blade takes 2½ inches. The
+extreme length of the little paddles is 12 inches; their blades are as
+large as those of their companions.
+
+These four paddles are crossed over each other, and over one another,
+all at the same time standing in an upright position.
+
+The two long paddles cross each other just below the blades, which rear
+themselves aloft; the two short paddles also cross each other near their
+blades, but they are head downwards. When these four brothers are placed
+together in proper juxtaposition, the ends of the little paddles are
+just below, but an inch or so away from the blades of the big paddles.
+The ends of the big paddles descend as far as the bottom of the blades
+of the little paddles. I hope that you are not confused or bewildered:
+the drawing will help to enlighten you.
+
+Against this background of paddles the two canoes are placed: the little
+one uppermost, the larger one a few inches below. Very pretty the whole
+device looks. I should keep the secret until the whole is quite
+complete. The surface of the wood should be made as smooth as satin by
+dint of rubs and scrubs with sand-paper, and then it looks well if left
+without any covering of paint or varnish: the stems of the paddles have
+a little adornment in long specks of red and blue paint.
+
+Now L am going to turn away--for a time at any rate--from whittling of
+wood, and to speak of cutting of cork--that is ordinary corks. So many
+things can be constructed with them by the help of a penknife and liquid
+glue.
+
+The celebrated Cleopatra's Needle is a good object; a wheelbarrow, an
+old-fashioned square arm-chair, a book-case, an old oak chest, a Dutch
+cradle, and many other articles of furniture can be imitated. In
+selecting copies for imitation it is best to choose those of old date,
+made of oak, for the cork resembles old worm-eaten oak when its first
+freshness has gone and its complexion becomes darker. A very pretty and
+uncommon object to copy is that of an old-fashioned clock, a veritable
+"my grandfather's clock," an upright tall eight-day clock that has a
+long chain and a heavy pendulum concealed within its tall case, and that
+shows a big square face with large figures printed on it. I will give
+you a few details about my cork clock, and I think you will make one and
+set it upon a bracket to be admired by all beholders. This miniature
+clock stands 7½ inches high. Its two cases and head are hollow; it is
+built of little blocks of cork of different sizes, fitted neatly
+together, so that at the first glance one imagines each portion to be
+one large piece. The lower part of the clock is 2 inches high and 1½
+inches across. This hollow four-sided case stands on a basement formed
+of cork blocks, which project a wee bit beyond the case; this structure
+is supported by 4 feet of a club-like form. So far so good. Now we will
+raise the structure higher. A case in which the pendulum with its chain
+is supposed to be hanging and swinging and tick-tacking is formed
+likewise of bricks of cork: its length is 2½ inches, its breadth is 1
+inch. Now as the upper case is smaller, you see, than the lower one,
+there would be a cavity, and indeed nothing for the higher one to rest
+upon, so we put little bevelled pieces on the lower case, which fill up
+part of the aperture and give the upper case a resting-place. The door
+of the clock is represented by a narrow thin piece of cork, at least 2
+inches long, placed down the middle of the upper case. Now we have come
+to its head: this is a hollow square, 1½ inches high and wide. A little
+platform is put on the upper case, which projects beyond it all round.
+On this the head stands, and at each corner a little round pillar, the
+height of the head, rears itself up. On the top of the head there is an
+ornamental battlement, composed of dog-tooth pieces of cork. As the
+clock has a head, it ought to have a face; indeed, the face is one of
+the chief parts of a clock. Take a piece of stiff white paper or thin
+cardboard, cut it square the exact size of the head, and on it mark, in
+your neatest style, the proper number of figures and the two black
+hands: fasten the paper on a square of cork the same size, and put it in
+at the back of the head. Keep it in its place by fastening projecting
+blocks of cork to the back of the square; this will keep it steady, and
+prevent the face from falling away from the front of the head. The face
+looks rather too staring if the whole square is seen, therefore fix tiny
+half squares of cork in each of the four corners of the head in front.
+
+E. C.
+
+
+
+
+SUMMER VISITORS.
+
+
+          I fed the birds in the winter,
+            And so in the summer, you see,
+          They flew through my open window,
+            And stayed for a cup of tea.
+  They little thought I was looking, the dear little
+      feathered things,
+  As they hovered o'er cups and saucers, and fluttered
+      their pretty wings.
+
+          For I was standing on tip-toe,
+            In hiding behind the screen,
+          And a livelier chirpier party,
+            I think I have never seen.
+  The air was sweet with the summer, the window
+      stood open wide,
+  My room was a garden of flowers, and lime-trees
+      blossomed outside.
+
+          So the old birds paid me a visit,
+            And the young birds came in their train,
+          For they took my room, with its nosegays,
+            For part of their own domain;
+  While they sipped the cream in my teacups, and
+      daintily pecked my cake,
+  And called to their friends and neighbours, that
+      each and all might partake.
+
+          But just as I stood there watching,
+            Enjoying their chorus gay,
+          My cat stole in from the kitchen,
+            And all of them flew away--
+  With wings that fluttered and quivered, they chirped
+      to another tune,
+  As they flew away through the garden that beautiful
+      day in June.
+
+A.M.
+
+[Illustration: SUMMER VISITORS. (See _p. 140._)]
+
+
+
+
+A NEW GAME FOR CHILDREN.
+
+
+We mention this game--which we believe has never appeared in
+print--because not only many may take part, but like really good games,
+amusement and perhaps some instruction are derived in playing it; and
+any number may play at _the same time_. Let us suppose that ten children
+decide to play this game of "Names." Each player is provided with a long
+strip of paper and a pencil, and if one of the players has a watch so
+much the better; if not a clock must be used. One commences by calling
+out: "Girls' names commencing with A, two minutes allowed." Each player
+then writes down all the girls' names that he (or she) can recollect
+that commence with A, and at the expiration of the two minutes, "time"
+is called. Then the oldest player reads from his (or her) slip all the
+names he or she has written down. Say, Amy, Amabel, Alice, Ann, Annie,
+Amanda, Aileen, &c. All the other players, as the names are read out,
+cancel any name read out. If, for instance, all have written Amy, all
+cancel Amy, and count one mark. Say six players have Amabel, and four
+have not, each of the six count one mark; those who have not thought and
+written down Amabel get nothing for Amabel, and so on through the list.
+The object of the game is to teach the children all girls' and boys'
+names. When the marks have been allotted for all the names, the total of
+marks are read out and noted on each slip. The players then proceed in a
+similar manner for all boys' names commencing with A, such as Alfred,
+Abel, Adam, Andrew, Arthur, &c. The game can be continued till all the
+letters in the alphabet are exhausted, but practically young players
+rarely care to "do" more than thirty sets or fifteen letters
+consecutively. Various names crop up, and the memory is well exercised,
+and children generally vote it great fun. Any one introducing pet or
+fancy names, such as Pussy, Kit, Teddy, &c., forfeits two marks, unless
+it be arranged that they will be allowed.
+
+
+
+
+A DAY ON BOARD H.M.S. _BRITANNIA_.
+
+_By the Rev._ J. CLEMENT P. ALDOUS, _Chief Instructor and Chaplain to
+Cadets_.
+
+
+The _Britannia_ is the training-school for naval officers. All boys who
+are to be fighting officers in the British Navy go to the _Britannia_.
+They enter when they are about thirteen, and stay there two years, and
+from this ship they go as midshipmen to our ships in all parts of the
+world. We are going to pay a visit to the _Britannia_, and see how these
+young naval cadets spend their day.
+
+[Illustration: CADET IN FULL UNIFORM.]
+
+If we want to see the whole day through, we must start early. So we will
+take a boat and go off from the shore at five o'clock in the morning of
+a fine summer day. It is only a row of some 200 yards to reach the
+_Britannia_ from the shore. She is anchored in the middle of the River
+Dart or Dartmouth Harbour.
+
+Have you ever seen one of England's old wooden walls--a three decker?
+How high she stands out of the water! If you will look at the picture
+you will see that there are quite six storeys to this great floating
+house. As you come up to the ship's side in a boat, she towers above you
+like a great cliff--a wooden wall--you can see what these words mean
+now.
+
+Let us step up the ladder; they will be surprised to see us so early.
+The sentry on the middle deck wishes to know our business. "We have come
+to see _everything_," we say, and show our authority for coming.
+
+So we go up a ladder--not a staircase, mind!--to the sleeping deck.
+There we see two long rows of chests, which represent the wardrobe,
+chest of drawers, washing place, private locker, every piece of
+furniture, in fact, which a naval cadet possesses.
+
+Over these hang the hammocks, each the sleeping-place of a cadet. A
+hammock is such a funny thing to sleep in. I dare say you have a string
+hammock on your lawn, in which you sometimes lie on a very hot summer's
+afternoon. But it is a queer bed to sleep in, for your head and your
+heels are both of them stuck up in the air, while your body hangs
+underneath in a graceful curve.
+
+[Illustration: HAMMOCKS ON BOARD THE _BRITANNIA_.]
+
+Half past five is struck, or rather _three bells_, for man-of-war time
+goes by half-hours till eight bells are reached at noon and midnight,
+four and eight o'clock, when it starts again. Three bells! a corporal
+walks along and picks out here and there some unfortunate boy who has
+been misconducting himself the day before--perhaps he was late or
+idle--and he has to "turn out" an hour before the others and stand up
+till they join him. A wretched beginning of a day, especially on a
+winter's morning--to stand shivering on an open deck, while all his
+comrades are peacefully tucked up in their warm hammocks. I think if you
+knew you would get this punishment, my little friend, you would take
+good pains to be in time.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+As we walk round the hammocks we now see the servants busy placing the
+cadets' clothes on their chests, ready for them to dress. There is a
+servant to about ten boys.
+
+By-and-by five bells is struck, half past six, and a bugle rings out a
+merry peal, on the middle deck. It is the _turn-out_ bugle, and you can
+play it on the piano:--
+
+[Illustration: two lines of musical notation]
+
+In a few moments we hear the same bugle-call, far away. The bugler is
+gone off to the _Hindostan_, and he is giving the sound for the other
+boys to turn out.
+
+We only saw half the cadets in their hammocks in the _Britannia_. If you
+will look at the picture on page 145 you will see another smaller ship,
+the _Hindostan_, moored ahead of the _Britannia_. The younger boys sleep
+in "the other ship," as it is called.
+
+What a merry noise there is, as the cadets bound out of their hammocks,
+and rush off to the big salt-water bath, which is fitted in either ship!
+I am glad we are only describing a visit, for were we looking on we
+should get drenched from head to foot.
+
+The corporals walk about among the hammocks to see that all the young
+gentlemen are turned out.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+"Show a leg there, sir! Come along, come along now, now, now, bugle's
+gone long ago, sir," as he finds some sleepy youth, not at all willing
+to show a leg. "Make a start, sir."
+
+Basins are fitted up along the deck for them. They need not use the
+basins in their chests. These must be used at sea when the weather is
+not rough enough to dash the water out over the clothes.
+
+At five minutes past seven a warning bugle is heard, to warn them that
+in ten minutes they must be dressed and ready. Some are kneeling at
+their chests, beginning the morning with prayer for help to live as in
+God's sight all the day. Some are hurrying on their clothes. Some are
+reading the Bible, a few verses, as they have promised their people at
+home never to omit to do.
+
+At a quarter past seven rings out another bugle-call.
+
+[Illustration: line of musical notation]
+
+This means _assembly_, and the cadets all troop down to the middle deck,
+where they form in line, two deep, all along the deck; the port watch in
+the fore part of the ship, and the starboard watch farther aft. This
+division into two parts, starboard watch and port watch, is to accustom
+them to the idea of the whole ship's company being always divided into
+two watches.
+
+The cadet captains stand in front of the two lines, the chief captains
+one at the end of each watch. These are cadets chosen as "monitors" to
+have charge of the others.
+
+The _silence_ bugle sounds, though no one is supposed to make a noise
+after the _assembly_ has sounded. The officer of the day comes along, a
+lieutenant, whose duty it is to look after the cadets that day. "_Open
+order! March_," is his order; "_Rear rank, dress_," says the chief
+captain, and he walks round the two lines, and sees that the cadets are
+properly dressed. That white lanyard you see round their neck is for
+holding their keys. A sailor always has a knife at the end of such a
+lanyard.
+
+"_Close order! March_," and the officer of the day marches them off to
+their various studies for the morning. Let us go and see where they have
+gone. Half of them, one watch, have gone down into the large mess-room.
+They sit round the room at the tables by the ship's side, and prepare
+work for their naval instructors. In a little while the servants will
+lay the middle tables for breakfast, but they do not mind the noise.
+
+Up in the lecture-room, the chaplain has some classes at a Bible lesson.
+Just outside the lecture-room a sailor is teaching some of the boys at a
+model of a ship. On the main-deck of the "other ship," a sergeant is
+drilling some of the boys, and on the place where all stood for the
+first muster cadets are seated on forms, and are being taught by a
+sailor the meaning of some sea expressions, and what they are to do to
+avoid collisions at sea.
+
+So they are busy at work till at ten minutes past eight a bugle goes for
+all to go down into the mess-room, where they range themselves at their
+places for breakfast.
+
+At a quarter past eight the chaplain comes down to read prayers, the
+captain of the ship and the officer of the day coming down too. Then
+breakfast and letters, which are handed round to the fortunate ones.
+
+There is plenty of talk at breakfast; but tea, coffee, and cocoa,
+bread-and-butter, meat of some sort, eggs, bacon, or fish and porridge,
+are very welcome after the hour's work, with which the day has begun.
+
+At a quarter to nine there is a bugle-call which sends a pang to some
+hearts. _Defaulters'_ bugle. Those who have been reported during the
+previous day are told to "fall in on the aft deck," and there they stand
+in a line. The commander comes and hears the report--investigates the
+case--asks what the cadet has to say, and then awards some punishment.
+We have seen one form of it. Then there is extra drill and march out
+with a corporal, or standing up after the others have "turned in," or as
+we should say, gone to bed. Poor fellows! it is a court of justice; and
+they would do well to keep off the aft deck. If the offence is serious,
+it is reported to the captain of the ship, who is head of all. Perhaps
+the offender is reduced to "second class for conduct," and has to wear a
+piece of white tape on his arm, be kept apart from all the others, and
+undergo all sorts of drills and privations.
+
+At nine, the bugle sounds _assembly_--the principal assembly of the day,
+"Cadets' Divisions" it is called. All the officers are present. The
+cadets are again inspected, and they are marched off to their various
+studies for the morning. Mathematics and navigation are learned with the
+naval instructors. Then there are French and drawing, English,
+seamanship, instruments and charts, natural philosophy and many
+difficult things which it is considered necessary for these little
+fellows to master before they are fit to go to sea. If we visit them in
+their class-rooms, we shall see very light cheery rooms built on the
+upper deck, so that they have light from above. There are eight pupils
+only in each room, each having a separate table with a drawer for books.
+The naval instructor is teaching them, with the help of a blackboard, to
+do some questions about ships sailing, or to solve some problem made of
+lines and circles.
+
+The cadets are all taught how to find by the sun and the compass where
+their ship is on the sea, and how they ought to steer her to get from
+place to place.
+
+In another class-room, we find a staff commander teaching a class how to
+use the sextant, which is the sailor's most useful instrument for
+finding his place at sea, from sun and stars; or he may be teaching them
+how to use a chart or to draw a chart themselves.
+
+In the lecture-room a lecture is being given on the steam-engine and the
+ways in which heat is used. Behind the lecturer, in glass cases, are
+many beautiful models for teaching the cadets all about machines, light,
+heat, sound, magnetism, and electricity, such as would make many boys
+long to pull them about for a while, and see how they work.
+
+We might go and learn how the sails are set and furled from one of these
+fine models of ships, or how anchors and cables are managed from
+another.
+
+In this little room, called the "Sick Bay," we find some poor fellows
+who have to lie in bed. One has caught a cold, and one has cut his foot
+in bathing. Fortunately, the Sick Bay is most frequently empty, for the
+_Britannia_ life is a very healthy one.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+There are eight studies like the one where we saw the naval instructor
+teaching navigation, four in each ship. In the _Hindostan_ we find two
+Frenchmen teaching their classes how to read and write French, and two
+drawing studies, in one of which they are taught to draw models with the
+aid of ruler and compasses. In the other they are learning the use of
+paints and paint-brushes. It is so useful for a young boy to be able to
+make sketches in water colours of all the pretty places he goes to; some
+of them are really quite clever at it before they leave.
+
+We hear a noise of marching about; the bell is struck four times; ten
+o'clock. The French classes are only an hour long, and boys are changing
+class-rooms.
+
+[Illustration: 1. THE CADETS' BOAT-HOUSE AND BOATS; 2. THE _BRITANNIA_
+AND _HINDOSTAN_. (_See pp. 143, 146._)]
+
+At five minutes to eleven there is a bugle-call, followed by a
+hurry-scurry; the whole ship is alive at once. There is an interval of a
+quarter of an hour. Leap-frog in the open air on the upper deck; running
+after one another till they get out of breath; fun of all sorts
+immediately becomes the order of the day, and certainly this quarter of
+an hour is right well spent in throwing off the evil effects of working
+too hard.
+
+It is too soon interrupted by the warning bugle. And the whole ship
+sinks into silence as the cadets go back to their studies; those who
+have been at seamanship or drawing going to the harder work of
+mathematics.
+
+At one o'clock study is over for the morning, and a good hard morning's
+work it has been for the boys, since a quarter past seven, with a break
+for breakfast, and an interval for play.
+
+On half-holidays, work is over at twelve, and we shall soon see how they
+spend their half-holidays. Bugle--"wash hands," and then the merry bugle
+which means dinner.
+
+Before and after dinner, a blessing is asked by the chief captain of
+cadets. When the cloth has been removed and grace has been said, away
+they rush for a short time of fun before study at two, and they do a
+somewhat light class of work till half-past three.
+
+This is the happy time of all the day, and so you would think if you saw
+them.
+
+Before you would have thought they could be all fairly out of their
+studies, you will see many of them rushing down to the large boats,
+which are waiting alongside. They are dressed in white flannel trousers,
+which they are all obliged to put on before going ashore. It is a fine
+sight to see these boats, one on each side of the ship, filled full of
+boys, all eager to get to their games.
+
+We must follow them ashore. But first, I must tell you that in winter
+they go directly after dinner, and stay ashore till four o'clock. They
+then have their afternoon study from half past four till six.
+
+It is much better for the boys to have daylight for their run ashore,
+instead of waiting till daylight has all gone, and landing at half past
+three to find it soon become dark.
+
+On Wednesday and Saturday, when there is a half-holiday, they have
+dinner at twelve and land directly after. And then they are free in
+summer till a quarter to seven. What a royal time most schoolboys would
+think this! No roll-call. They are quite free to go as far as they like,
+for there are no bounds, except the town.
+
+They are on their honour not to go into houses. This, and their promise
+not to bathe at any but the appointed time and place, are the only
+restrictions put upon them.
+
+But we must hurry after them, or they will get the start of us, and we
+shall lose them.
+
+We have not far to go before we catch them. A bugle sounds, and a
+hundred and twenty forms plunge from the bathing-stage and quay into the
+water. The bright harbour is dotted with the heads of swimmers. Some
+backward boys are being taught to swim in a "swimming-tray," a thing
+like a flat-bottomed barge, sunk with its bottom about four feet below
+the surface. A capital place it is for teaching youngsters to swim. But
+all soon learn, and are free to join the others in sporting about and
+cutting capers in the water. A warning bugle of one note says "it will
+soon be time to get out," and by the time the bugle sounds fifteen
+minutes from the first, they must all get out of the water.
+
+The gymnasium--the building in the top left-hand corner of the picture
+on p. 145--is close by. Here they must go through a series of exercises,
+and they are obliged to attend till they can do them. "Compulsory Gyms,"
+is not a favourite, so they like to get through and be free.
+
+Here are the "blue boats,"--boats which they may have by themselves,
+gigs for four to pull, skiffs for two or one. They may row about
+wherever they like, and when the new boys first come, they are very fond
+of going out in boats as often as they can. They have to take turns with
+one another in using them. There are six little sailing-cutters too,
+which the elder cadets may take and sail by themselves. Then, besides,
+there is a fine yacht, a schooner, which they may sail on a holiday,
+when ten or twelve wish to go.
+
+These young fellows have every sort of game. We turn away from the
+water, and follow some who are mounting a steep path. Here is the
+racquet-court--four are playing racquets and four playing fives.
+
+And climbing still higher up the hill, we get to the cricket-field, a
+glorious sweep of grass with nets for cricket and lawn tennis, as much
+as heart could wish.
+
+In the summer, there is a match at cricket between the _Britannia_
+eleven and some neighbours every half-holiday, and the _Britannias_
+usually win, though they play the best elevens round. Their officers
+play with them.
+
+There is a flow of boys with paper bags from a suspicious-looking little
+house in the corner of the field. Ah! I thought as much. No schoolboy
+can do without his sweetstuff, and here it is. "Stodge" they call it, a
+horrible name, but very true. I am sure much more sensible are those who
+walk off to the neighbouring village of Stoke Fleming, where they can
+get a nice tea from Mrs. Fox from sixpence to a shilling.
+
+We well remember how shocked Mrs. Fox was to come in and find the elder
+son of the Prince of Wales chopping sticks in her kitchen; for these two
+young princes six years ago spent a cadet's life of two years, and lived
+with the others, and worked and played exactly like the rest.
+
+The _Britannia_ life, you will see, is a very free and happy life. "Work
+while you work and play while you play" is the motto, and there is
+plenty of work and plenty of play for all who will have it.
+
+In the afternoon of a half-holiday, when there is a grand cricket-match,
+and the band plays, and many ladies come to grace the field, there is
+not a brighter sight in all the country side, for the field stands in
+the prettiest place possible, with lovely country, sea and hills, to be
+seen around.
+
+But it is time for all to go back--the longest afternoons must end, and
+the letter B, a square flag with a red middle, which is hoisted to
+recall them, is already displayed on the _Britannia's_ mast.
+
+A bell in the cricket-field says "play is over," and down they go in
+twos and threes to find the same big boats ready to take them back.
+
+It has been a fine afternoon, and the field and sports have looked at
+their best. But if it had rained hard, and when the cadets came out from
+dinner, or from study, they had found the words "No Landing!" hanging by
+the ship's clock, there would have been no such fun. It is a long
+afternoon when it rains, and they are tied to the ship.
+
+Tea at seven, or a quarter past--a merry meal with all the stories of
+the day to tell. Sometimes an accident--a boy has fallen down the cliff,
+or been hit in the field--will throw a damp over all. Sometimes they
+will be all alive with the discussion of a piece of news--there is to
+be a war. In six months some of them will be fighting. Sometimes an
+adventure, an irate farmer has caught two in his wheat, and has chased
+them and possessed himself of a cap. They will see that cap next
+morning, and its owner will be standing on the aft deck at 8.45 for
+judgment.
+
+In the winter there is a pack of beagles, which lead the cadets a fine
+chase over the country.
+
+"Oh! they are spoiled, these boys!" you will say. But wait till you see
+them, in a year's time, broiling under a tropical sun, cruising for
+weeks in a boat after slavers, and living on a short allowance of dry
+food and water. These young fellows are welcome to a happy life while
+they can get it.
+
+For tea they have cold meat, or something else substantial. After tea,
+work for those who have it to do, in two studies, which are kept quiet,
+or in the mess-room.
+
+The band plays, and some cadets dance with one another on the open
+middle deck.
+
+And at a quarter past nine, prayers are read in the mess-room, and the
+bugle sounds "Turn in."
+
+And the ship is silent till the day begins again.
+
+
+
+
+ANDY'S BRAVE DEED.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+"ARTHUR! Arthur!" Kitty called, as she ran down the garden path.
+
+Her brother was lying under the beech-trees at the foot of the garden. A
+copy-book lay on the grass before him, in which he was writing with a
+pencil. Arthur wrote poems, and histories, and tragedies, which he and
+his companions acted for the edification of their relations and friends.
+At this moment he was composing a story which he intended should be very
+thrilling. He had only got as far as the two first sentences.
+
+"Charles was determined to have some adventures. So he went into a wood
+and met a tiger."
+
+At this point he heard his sister calling to him.
+
+"What is it, Kitty? I wish you wouldn't interrupt me just now. I'm very,
+very busy."
+
+"Oh, Arthur, I wish you would come and see a little boy who's at the
+gate. He looks so hungry."
+
+Arthur rose somewhat slowly, and went to the boy. Like all authors, he
+didn't much like being called away in the full swing of literary
+production. He proceeded to a little side gate which opened on to the
+highway and the open fields beyond. Here Arthur found a boy about a year
+younger than himself, bareheaded and barefooted, without a coat, and
+with a very worn and ragged shirt and trousers. The little fellow looked
+both tired and hungry, and his wearied look would have touched harder
+hearts than those of Arthur and Kitty.
+
+"Are you hungry?" Arthur asked.
+
+"Yes, vera. I've no had onything sin' yesterday."
+
+"I'm sure he's telling the truth. You have only to look at him," said
+Kitty, who now joined him.
+
+"Well, we might get him something to eat, anyhow. You stay there, boy,
+till we come back."
+
+Arthur and Kitty went into the house together, and presently returned
+with a very large slice of bread, a piece of cheese to correspond, and a
+bit of cold pudding, that would have alone satisfied the appetites of
+two ordinary boys, even though extraordinarily hungry. It was as much as
+the lad could do to hold them all, and he thanked his young benefactors
+more by looks than words.
+
+On the following morning, shortly after breakfast, Arthur's mother
+said--
+
+[Illustration: "THE LITTLE FELLOW LOOKED BOTH TIRED AND HUNGRY" (_p.
+147_).]
+
+"I should like you to take something for me to Mrs. Stewart's to-day,
+Arthur. There are several things I should like to send her. I have a
+small cheese and a pot of currant jelly that can go. Then I want her to
+have one of those young Dorking hens your father got the other day. I'll
+give you a small basket for that."
+
+Mrs. Stewart was a very old friend of the family, having been the nurse
+of Arthur and Kitty, and of their mother before them.
+
+Arthur set out with his leather bag strapped across his back, and the
+basket containing a little Dorking hen in his hand. Presently he became
+aware how hot it was getting, and when he reached a small clump of trees
+near a hay-field he thought he would sit down and rest a while. He had
+been walking about an hour by this time. He thought he never recollected
+such a warm day. Arthur began to feel very sleepy. He rubbed his eyes to
+keep himself awake, but his head nodded more and more, and before he was
+well aware of it he was fast asleep, lying huddled together on the bank
+on which he had sat down.
+
+Arthur must have been asleep nearly an hour, when he awoke with a sudden
+start. The sun was high up in the heavens, and he judged it to be nearly
+midday. He got upon his feet hurriedly and caught up his basket. It felt
+lighter, he thought, and hastily lifting the wicker lid he found that
+it was empty. The little Dorking hen was gone!
+
+[Illustration]
+
+Astonishment was the first feeling in Arthur's mind, then perplexity and
+mortification. What would his mother think of his carelessness and
+unbusinesslike qualities. It seemed he could not be trusted to execute
+this simplest message. What was he to do? He searched all the ground in
+the immediate neighbourhood in the hope of discovering the little hen
+hidden behind some bush or clump of ferns. But she was nowhere to be
+seen, and he was in sore perplexity and chagrin.
+
+Then he picked up his empty basket, and continued on his way. There was
+nothing for it but to take the cheese and the pot of jelly to Mrs.
+Stewart, explain matters to her, and return another day with another
+hen, if his mother so decided, as it was probable she would. He walked
+on with a pretty downcast heart.
+
+He was now ascending a hill, and when he reached the top an unexpected
+sight met his eyes. A crowd of people were gathered in the plain below.
+They made a large circle, and it was evident that the attention of
+everybody forming the circle was concentrated on what was going on
+within it. Flags were flying, and the strains of a military band floated
+up to Arthur, where he stood on the top of the hill. On the outskirts of
+the crowd a number of carriages and other vehicles were standing, filled
+with ladies and gentlemen.
+
+Then Arthur recollected that this was the day of the Highland gathering
+of the county. A dance was going on as he approached, and four tall and
+stalwart Highlanders in complete national costumes, bonneted and kilted,
+were leaping and wheeling, cracking their fingers and uttering shrill
+cries as they danced with astonishing vigour and adroitness on a raised
+wooden platform.
+
+But Arthur's attention had hardly been turned upon the dancers when it
+was diverted in another direction. What should he catch sight of, a good
+deal to his astonishment, but his little Dorking hen stepping quietly
+about among the people, unconcerned and unmoved by the stir and the
+bustle, paying heed to nobody, and no one giving heed to it.
+
+At the moment Arthur caught sight of his truant hen, it was passing
+under a carriage, quietly pecking among the grass and ferns in its
+march. So he approached, and cautiously bent down on his hands and knees
+to get at the hen. It was almost within his grasp when a sharp report
+rang through the air--a rifle-discharge, the signal for a foot-race to
+begin. The next moment he felt a heavy blow on his shoulder, which
+knocked him flat upon his back. A mist rose up before his eyes, in which
+the whole world around him seemed to float for a moment; then he felt
+himself being dragged suddenly and forcibly backward, and then he knew
+no more.
+
+Arthur had gone off in a faint; but it only lasted a few moments. When
+he came to himself, he beheld a little crowd of people gathered round
+him, and a man was bending down and bathing his forehead with a wet
+handkerchief. Then he saw another figure stretched on the ground at his
+side, quite motionless and silent. It was the form of a boy; the face
+was turned upwards, and to his great astonishment Arthur found that it
+was the poor lad to whom he and his sister had given the food on the
+previous day.
+
+"I saw the whole thing. It was all over in a twinkling," a gentleman was
+saying. "The boy was bending under the carriage reaching forwards to
+secure the bird. At that moment the gun went off, the horses started
+forward, and the wheel came against the boy, and knocked him backward.
+Just then this poor little fellow rushed forward right among the wheels
+of the carriage, caught the boy, and dragged him out, but not in time to
+save himself. The wheel passed over his leg, and I am afraid it is badly
+hurt."
+
+By this time Arthur was on his feet.
+
+"Oh! he is not dead, Dr. Bruce, is he?" he asked of the gentleman, who
+was busy examining the boy, and whom he knew quite well as the doctor of
+the district.
+
+"No, not so bad as that, I hope; but a rather bad break, I am afraid.
+It was a close shave for _you_, laddie. But for this brave boy the
+carriage-wheel would have passed right over you."
+
+"What are you going to do with the poor boy, doctor? Do you know who he
+is, or anything about him?" a lady asked, whom Arthur recognised as Lady
+Elmslie.
+
+"No, I never saw him before. But we must get him to Redloaning as
+quickly as possible, and have him taken to some cottage."
+
+"See that he has everything that is necessary, doctor; and send up to
+Inverweir, if you can't get all you require in the village," Lady
+Elmslie said. It was her horses that had started forward at the
+discharge of the gun, and had been the cause of the accident.
+
+A man now stepped forward, and said, "Ye'll just let me carry the laddie
+to the village, doctor. I'll start the noo, and I'll carry him easier
+like than any kind o' trap, ye ken."
+
+"A good idea, Stoddart. Lift him gently."
+
+"I'll do that. He's a bit hero, puir laddie; an' we mauna let him dee
+for his brave deed."
+
+Stoddart lifted the still unconscious boy in his strong arms like an
+infant, and starting off carried him in the direction of Redloaning.
+
+"Take him to Mrs. Aikman's cottage, and I'll be there as soon as you,"
+the doctor said. In a few minutes he mounted his horse and followed in
+the same direction.
+
+[Illustration: "ARTHUR BEGAN TO FEEL VERY SLEEPY" (_p. 148_).]
+[Illustration: "STODDART ... CARRIED HIM" (_p. 149_).]
+
+Meanwhile Arthur stood by hearing all that was said with anxious
+interest. Though not much hurt, he was a good deal shaken, and was still
+trembling from head to foot.
+
+"Are you sure you are not hurt too, Arthur Dalrymple?" Lady Elmslie
+asked, looking into the boy's white and startled face.
+
+"Oh, no, I'm not hurt; but that poor boy, Lady Elmslie, will he be all
+right again soon?"
+
+"I hope so. We will do all we can for him. Don't you know anything about
+him, either? But stop! Get up here beside me and I'll drive you home;
+and you can tell me all you know about it."
+
+Arthur got into the carriage. He rapidly decided that he would return
+home at once, and give up all thoughts of going to Mrs. Stewart's
+to-day. On the way home he told Lady Elmslie as briefly as possible all
+he knew about the little boy who had been the means of saving probably
+his life.
+
+Lady Elmslie set Arthur down at the garden gate, but did not go with him
+into the house. Then Arthur had to recount to his father, his mother,
+and Kitty all the morning's adventures in detail, which he did in a
+somewhat excited manner.
+
+"I shall walk over to Redloaning and see how the poor boy is doing this
+evening," Mr. Dalrymple said.
+
+Mr. Dalrymple, much to his relief, found that the boy, his son's
+preserver, was progressing as favourably as the case permitted. The poor
+boy was manifestly suffering much pain, but he made no complaint or
+murmur. He was able to tell his simple story.
+
+On the previous day when he had first seen Arthur and his sister, he
+had been on his way to Redloaning from the neighbouring village of
+Westburn, to see if he could get any kind of light employment in the
+former place. His mother was dead, and his father had lately enlisted in
+the army, leaving his boy to his own fate and fortunes. He had succeeded
+in obtaining a situation in Redloaning as a message-boy, but the place
+would not be vacant for a few days. So after passing a night in the
+village he was returning next day to Westburn, to remain there until he
+could enter upon his new duties. He was attracted by the show and stir
+and bravery of the games, and, like Arthur, lingered a while to watch
+the gay on-goings.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+There he saw his young benefactor of the previous day before the latter
+saw him. The kindness and generosity of Arthur and his sister were yet
+fresh in his heart; the moment came when he saw an opportunity of
+repaying those kind offices, and I have tried to show you how he seized
+and used it.
+
+Andy received the tenderest nursing, and more kindness and gentleness,
+probably, were compressed into the weeks he lay in bed than had fallen
+to his lot during the whole of his previous life.
+
+"Arthur," Kitty said, on the first day that her brother and she saw
+Andy, "hasn't it all been strange about Andy and you?" Then a funny
+little smile came into her eyes, and she added, "You see, Arthur,
+_Charles was determined to have some adventures_, as you wrote; but it
+was you who got them. By-the-bye, you never told us what became of the
+little hen."
+
+"I can't tell you. I never saw it again. I don't think it was hurt by
+the carriage, and it may be wandering about the hill-side still, and
+perhaps it may wander back home again."
+
+Andy's progress towards complete recovery from his hurt was slow and at
+times painful. But at last he did get well and strong again. When he was
+quite able for work, instead of taking the situation at Redloaning,
+which had been long since filled up, he went into Mrs. Dalrymple's
+service as assistant to the gardeners at Fircroft, a post he was still
+filling with much success and credit when I last heard of him.
+
+/*
+ROBERT RICHARDSON.
+*/
+
+
+
+
+LITTLE TOILERS OF THE NIGHT.
+
+II THE FISHER-BOY.
+
+
+"Benny, so here we are then," said the sturdy-looking sailor, as Ben,
+the "Reading-Boy," went running up to the railway station at Liverpool
+Street, London, just as the last shower of night rain was blowing away
+over the houses, and the sun was just peeping out and giving the grey
+sky a tint of salmon colour. "I'm glad as you've got from this mornin'
+to Wednesday, Benny, becos you see it's a pretty long v'yge from here to
+Yarmouth, and I'm glad you're in good time, Ben; an' I'm glad as your
+precious mother has made you put a coat over your jacket. 5.15 the train
+goes, Ben."
+
+"What fun it is, eh, uncle! Only fancy my going down to the sea! Why, I
+shouldn't want to come back if it wasn't for mother."
+
+"Now don't you be a rollin' stone, Benny. It's all very fine for fair
+weather sailors, to go and sit about on the beach, and p'raps be rowed
+out a little way, or take a trip when everything's smooth below and
+aloft, but just you find yerself aboard one of our smacks, in the North
+Sea, one night when there's a stiff sea on, and the wind cuttin' your
+hair off your head, and your hands stiff and blue with haulin' on to the
+trawl-nets, and you'd tell a different story. No, no, I don't _think_ as
+you're cut out for a fisher-boy, or leastways a smack-boy, for that's
+what they call 'em."
+
+"A smack-boy! that's a queer name," said Ben, laughing.
+
+"Ah, ain't it? and there's a double meanin' in it too, for I can tell
+you the smack-men ain't very slow for to give the youngsters a knock
+over the head, or a smack of the face, or a rope's-endin'. But as it's
+Yarmouth we're bound for, you will soon see what our fisheries are
+really like; and there, too, you'll find our men hard at it in
+tarpaulins or canvas frocks, and wet through and through perhaps, and
+not much time to get a drop of hot coffee nor a bit to eat. Think of
+that, Benny."
+
+Ben looked serious when he heard this, and it was not till they had
+taken their seats in the railway-carriage, and were rattling along far
+beyond the houses and amidst the trees and fields of the country that he
+began to talk again.
+
+"Don't the boys that go fishing like their business?" he asked.
+
+"Well, you see," said his uncle, "they've _got_ to like it, because when
+they're once in it they can't well turn to anything else. It's a rough,
+hard life, especially for the young 'uns, Benny. Not so hard as it used
+to be, though. I can remember when I was a younker we used to go fishing
+for cod off the Dogger Bank, which is a great ridge of hills at the
+bottom of the sea, not far from the coast of Holland. We'd be out for a
+good while, and not have much to eat except cod b'iled or cod fried in a
+pan; and if there was much sea on, and the wind blowin' a gale, it was a
+hard matter to cook it at all. Now the cutters bring us some of our meat
+and vegetables and soft bread; but still the boys have a hard time.
+
+"If it's the herring-boys, they have to watch the floats--the big, round
+things that you'll see at the edge of the nets, Ben--to keep them near
+the top of the water; and whether it's drift-nets or trawling-nets, they
+must take their share of hauling in and of playing out, night or day.
+More than that, too: any sort of work is boy's work, whether it's to
+swab the decks or to take a turn at frying fish in the cooking-galley,
+or paying a boat with tar, or helping to take a boat-load of fish off to
+the cutter in bad weather, when the waves tosses so that the fish, being
+loose, may slide, so that one side of the boat may heel over, and before
+you know where you are you're capsized and struggling in the dark, cold
+sea, with a singing in your ears, and the faint cries of your mates just
+as bad off as you are."
+
+"But, of course, it isn't always so bad," said Ben.
+
+"Well, no; and there's times when we've no call to grumble. Such weather
+as this, when there's green sea and blue sky, and bright sun overhead
+and clear moonlight nights, with fresh and light breezes to take the
+sail. Nothing could seem more pleasant than the life of a fisherman if
+it was always like that; but then, this isn't exactly fishing weather,
+Ben, and however fine it may be the boys haven't any idle time of it.
+
+"There's always ropes to splice, or sails or nets to mend, or something
+to clean or to scrape, or to pay down with tar; and if there's any good
+in going out at all the nets must be looked to and lowered and hauled
+in. Even on Sundays there's things to be attended to by the lads, and
+though I don't say as 'ow boys is made to do useless work, yet, when
+they're there on that day, they toil pretty hard for little 'uns.
+
+"And now, Ben, if you don't object, I'm going to smoke a bit o' bacca,
+and then you can rest your tongue a bit, if you like."
+
+But Ben had a hundred more questions to ask about the fishing-boats, or
+"smacks," as they are called, and how many of them there were, and how
+many fish they caught at a time; and his uncle, who settled comfortably
+down and lighted his pipe, told him a great deal about them.
+
+And Ben was surprised to hear that there are many thousands of men and
+boys who go out to catch the millions and millions of all sorts of fish
+that are sent to the markets in the large towns of England by railway
+nearly every day. He had been to Billingsgate Market in Thames Street,
+and to the new fish-market in Smithfield, and had seen the great piles
+of cod-fish, and skates, and soles, and plaice, and the boxes and
+baskets of white fresh herrings, and the beautiful shining mackerel, but
+he did not know how great was the number of herrings, and pilchards, and
+cod-fish that were also salted and put in barrels to be sent from
+England to foreign countries. He knew what bloaters were, of course, and
+had heard that they were herrings just a little salted and smoked over
+burning wood, but how was he to know that at Yarmouth there was a great
+fleet of herring-boats, and that in the cold November weather they went
+far out to sea in the mist and rain, and were night after night hauling
+in the great nets full of glistening silver fish?
+
+His uncle was the owner of two smacks, but he did not go
+herring-fishing. He was what is called a trawler, and he and his men and
+boys used a different sort of net. The herring-nets are called
+drift-nets, and catch the fish that swim in shoals, which means a large
+number together, near the surface of the sea; but the trawl-nets are
+shaped like a long purse or bag open at the mouth. These nets go to the
+bottom of the sea, and in them are caught cod, whiting, soles, and other
+fish that lie at the bottom, and swim deep down in the water.
+
+When Ben's uncle was a smack-boy the trawlers, after they had caught as
+many fish as they could carry in a deep well in their boat, used to
+sail away as fast as they could to Billingsgate Market, or to some place
+where people would buy their fish and send it by railway to London; but
+now the old fisherman said they had much bigger vessels, and would stay
+out sometimes for four or five weeks tossing about in the North Sea, or,
+as it is sometimes called, the German Ocean, and dragging the great
+trawl-nets night and day.
+
+"Not much time to play, Ben, my boy," said the bluff old fellow.
+"Sometimes not too much to eat either, except fish and biscuit, and not
+much room to sleep in when you turn in to your hard wooden bunk and pull
+a rough blanket over you to keep out the cold."
+
+"But you don't keep the fish long on board, do you, uncle?" asked Ben.
+
+"No, no, my lad. A fast-sailing boat that we call a cutter comes and
+goes from shore to the fleet of trawlers, and takes the fish off;
+backwards and forwards it goes, and away goes the fish directly it's
+sold--up to London, or elsewhere, where there's millions of mouths
+waiting for it. Ah! I well remember when the smack-boys, or the
+fisher-boys, would have to help to take the fish off in a boat to the
+cutter on a dark night, and many a time the poor fellows would get
+capsized, and afterwards go down in that cold North Sea. Hard work, my
+lad, hard fare; and in danger half the time. Things are better now,
+perhaps; but we're out longer a good deal, and there's a big fleet that
+belongs to a company that keeps the men and the boys out for weeks at a
+time, and fetches all that they catch, so that by the time they get
+ashore the poor fellows are pretty near worn out. Of course the cutter
+takes out food for 'em, but it can't take 'em out warmth and dry
+clothes, and snug beds, and every year there is some of the vessels
+lost, and perhaps all on board lost too."
+
+"Well," says Ben, looking very solemn; "there's some that get lost on
+land too. They fall ill or get a bad cough, or have some sort of
+accident with machinery or something, you know, uncle; but we're obliged
+to work all the same."
+
+"Well said, my boy Ben," said the fisherman. "The thing is to do our
+duty, whatever it may be, and to pray that we may be made able to do it.
+Some of our smack-boys go to school when they're at home, and there's a
+mission-room where they go to hear and to read the Bible, and have teas
+and singing, and various treats, and some fun too sometimes. Yes, things
+are better than they used to be in my young days."
+
+It was a long journey to Yarmouth, but Ben greatly enjoyed it, and when
+he and his uncle got there they went at once to have a look at the sea.
+
+Such a great broad expanse of soft yellowish sandy beach, where the
+great waves came rolling in! such a long pier where people were fishing
+with hooks and lines, and sometimes catching a codling or a whiting!
+"I'll go and have a try at that by-and by," said Ben; "but what are
+those great wooden towers that look like a sort of big puzzle stuck up
+on end?"
+
+"They're the look-out towers, Ben. Now, do you see that cutter over
+yonder, coming into shore with its big sail like a sea-bird's wing? Keep
+your eye on it for a minute, and then look at the top of that tower, and
+you'll see that there are men there that have got their eyes and their
+telescopes on it too. Now do you see these carts coming along, and do
+you see those black barges floating ready to pull out when the cutter
+comes near in shore? The cutter will unload a rare lot of fish. The men
+on the look-out tower saw her coming, and signalled to the barges and
+the carts to be ready. That shipload of fish will be off by a special
+train to-night, Ben; and if you were in London you might, if you could
+afford it, have some of it."
+
+"But where's the herrings--the Yarmouth bloaters, you know?" asked Ben.
+
+"Ah, well! this isn't the time to see so much of them. It's in the
+winter you see the herring-smacks come in at the herring-wharf over
+yonder, and hundreds of baskets full of the shining fellows brought
+ashore and sold, and sent off fresh in no time; while others are kept
+here to turn into bloaters, or red herrings, or kippers. Those sheds in
+the yard over there are where hundreds of women and girls set to work to
+salt or pack the herrings in barrels; the bloaters are what we call
+cured in the herring-office."
+
+"That's a funny name," said Ben.
+
+"Yes; and it's funny what goes on there. The herrings are brought
+ashore, are shot out of the baskets on to the stone floor, shovelled
+into big tubs to be washed, and then threaded through the gills on to
+long laths of wood. Then these laths with the rows of herrings strung on
+'em are hung in frames from wall to wall of a top room, like a barn with
+a stone floor, and a hole in the roof. When that room's full of herrings
+all hanging in rows--thousands and thousands o' fish--a fire of oak
+chips and logs is lighted on the floor, and the smoke going all among
+the herrings, and only by degrees getting out of the hole in the roof,
+the fish are smoked; and them that's salted first is red herrings, and
+them that's only just touched dry with the smoke like are bloaters.
+
+"So now we'll get down to our lodging, and have some supper, Ben; and so
+to bed, that we may be up early in the morning; but don't you dream
+about being a smack-boy, or you won't sleep at all sound, I can tell
+you."
+
+/*
+THOMAS ARCHER
+*/
+
+
+
+
+THEIR WONDERFUL RIDE.
+
+[Illustration: "TWO LITTLE FOLK WERE RIDING."]
+
+
+  As I passed down the pathway
+     I heard a merry pair
+  Shout from behind the garden wall,
+     "Let's ride the old brown mare."
+
+  With whip and voice I heard them
+     Urge on the maddened steed,
+  Whilst to my frantic warnings
+     They paid no single heed.
+
+  Then quickly down the garden,
+     Trembling with fear and fright,
+  And bursting open wide the door
+     I saw this curious sight:--
+
+  Upon a wooden railing
+     That ran down from the wall,
+  Two little folk were riding,
+     Quite safe from fear or fall.
+
+  "Why, auntie, what's the matter?"
+     Shouted the merry pair;
+  "You cannot think what fun it is
+     To ride the old brown mare!"
+
+
+
+
+OUR SUNDAY AFTERNOONS.
+
+NEBUCHADNEZZAR'S DREAM OF THE HUGE TREE.
+
+
+A Mighty king lay stretched upon a magnificent bed of gold. His head
+rested upon pillows of crimson satin, beautifully embroidered with gold,
+and studded with golden spangles and precious stones. Over him was a
+coverlet of crimson satin, also adorned with gold: and everything in his
+chamber was in keeping with the richness of his couch.
+
+Costliest delicacies and oldest wines had weighed down his supper-table,
+round which had sat some of earth's grandest and most powerful lords. He
+had been lulled to sleep with soft strains of sweetest music.
+Ever-watchful attendants stood by him, as he slept, and cooled his brow
+with gentle breezes stirred up to life by fairy fans. His last thoughts
+had been of his vast wealth, his uninterrupted prosperity, and his great
+power. He was king of kings, and the whole world trembled at his feet.
+He had attained to the highest pinnacle of glory. Earth had yielded to
+him its most costly treasures, and had nothing more that she could give.
+Men had profusely showered upon him their highest flatteries, and
+addressed him in humblest language.
+
+Yet his sleep was troubled. His brow grew dark, and the colour deepened
+upon his cheeks. He breathed heavily and moved nervously on his
+luxurious bed, which, grand as it was, could not give him rest. Hundreds
+of years afterwards it was said of the bruised and bleeding martyr
+Stephen, that he sank peacefully to rest amid a shower of stones, and
+the yells and hoots of bitterest enemies; for in all circumstances He
+can give "His beloved sleep." But this flattered son of pomp and
+splendour, this mighty king, upon whose very breath seemed to hang the
+fate of nations, tossed restlessly upon his bed of gold and purple. No,
+he knew nothing of that joy and peace that pass all understanding, which
+the world can neither give nor take away, and which has converted many a
+fiery furnace into a shadow from the heat.
+
+Over those who love Him God watches in the night, and holds sweetest
+communion with them, as through the long dark hours they lie upon their
+beds; but to the wicked He sends no thought of comfort or consolation.
+He does not soothe them to rest with the remembrance of His loving care.
+And often He troubles them with dark thoughts and unwelcome dreams, that
+banish true repose.
+
+So this wicked king, Nebuchadnezzar, who lived for himself, and not for
+God, who enriched himself at the expense of others, who closed his ears
+to the cry of the fatherless and the widows, and who passed by judgment
+and justice and mercy, was perplexed with a mysterious dream.
+
+He saw, growing in the middle of the earth, a mighty tree, which reared
+its lofty head to the skies, and, on every side, sent out boughs to the
+ends of the world. Large bright green leaves thickly covered its
+branches, from which hung, in unheard-of abundance, great clusters of
+fruit. The beasts of the field found under it a grateful shadow from the
+heat of the burning sun. The fowls of the air came and built their nests
+in its leafy branches, and there laid their eggs, and reared their
+young, and joyously sang out their gladness. All was bright and
+beautiful; and the sleeping king, as he gazed wonderingly at the giant
+tree, admired its grandeur and its greatness.
+
+To what length of days, he thought, might this majestic tree not attain!
+and how would the earth be able to hold it if it should go on increasing
+in size?
+
+But suddenly there was a fluttering in the air; and down from the bright
+heavens came "a watcher and an holy one," who was terrible in his
+strength, and whose face shone like the sun. Judgment, and not mercy,
+was written upon his forehead. And oh, his voice! How dreadful it
+sounded to the startled king, who would gladly have closed his ears to
+it.
+
+"Hew down the tree," the Angel cried, with a voice of thunder, his eyes,
+which were like balls of fire, flashing with righteous indignation. "Hew
+down the tree, and cut off his branches; shake off his leaves, and
+scatter his fruit. Warn the beasts to get from under it, lest they be
+crushed with its weight. And bid the little birds leave its branches.
+But do not destroy the tree. Leave the stump of his roots in the earth.
+Let it be wet with the dew of heaven; and let his portion be with the
+beasts in the grass of the earth. Let his heart be changed from man's,
+and let a beast's heart be given unto him; and let seven times pass over
+him."
+
+What a strange dream for a king to have! And how troubled his
+countenance was when he rose from his bed! His eyes moved restlessly
+from one object to another, telling of a mind ill at ease. His limbs
+shook; and he seemed many years older than on the previous day. His
+grandly-arrayed lords came round him as before, with pleasant smiles and
+flattering speeches. But he could heed none of them. Whatever he did, he
+could not give his mind to affairs of state. Try to control them as he
+would, his thoughts would wander back to the towering majestic tree, to
+its great thick trunk, its leafy branches, its rich profusion of
+delicious fruit affording sustenance to all the world, and to that
+bright but awful being who had come from heaven and pronounced over the
+tree that dread sentence.
+
+What if the tree should mean himself? Who in all the wide world but
+himself could be compared to it for strength and majesty? Who but
+himself had attained to such power and magnificence? And oh! what if all
+should be taken away from him? What if the widely-spreading tree should
+indeed be cut down, its glory and its beauty and its strength alike
+gone?
+
+How he wished he knew the meaning of his dream! And how anxiously he
+consulted the wise men who were summoned to his presence! Magicians,
+astrologers, Chaldæans, and soothsayers, all the wise men of Babylon
+came to his palace to hear his dream, and to try to tell the meaning of
+it.
+
+But the effort was in vain. The dream was from heaven, and not all the
+vaunted wisdom of this world could interpret it. The meaning of it could
+only be told by one inspired by the Spirit of God who had sent it.
+
+Then Daniel, the Jewish captive, to whom Nebuchadnezzar had given the
+name of Belteshazzar, or _a layer up of things in secret_, was brought.
+Not long before he had not only told the king the meaning of a most
+mysterious dream that he had had, but he had also recalled the dream
+itself, which Nebuchadnezzar had forgotten. And as an interpreter of
+dreams and the wisest of mortals, his fame had spread far and wide; and
+Nebuchadnezzar could see that the Jewish prophet had a wisdom far
+surpassing that of his wisest and most skilled magicians.
+
+So the strange dream of the mighty tree cut down was told to the Jewish
+captive, and the usually calm face of the prophet grew dark and troubled
+as that of the king.
+
+"Do not be distressed by the dream or its interpretation, Belteshazzar,"
+Nebuchadnezzar said in his gentlest tones; for he saw that the dream
+meant something bad, and that Daniel did not like to tell him. "Show me
+the interpretation."
+
+"My lord," the Jewish prophet replied sadly, "it is a dream that will
+please only your enemies; and all those who hate you will rejoice at
+it." And then he went on to explain to the king that the great tree that
+he had seen towering towards heaven, and spreading itself over the whole
+earth, with its fresh green leaves and abundance of fruit, with its
+thousands of beasts taking refuge under its spreading branches, and its
+myriads of feathered songsters nestling amongst them, was himself. "It
+is thou, O king," he said; "for thy greatness is grown, and reacheth
+unto the heavens, and thy dominion to the end of the earth."
+
+By the coming down of the holy watcher, and his commanding the tree to
+be despoiled of its glory, and hewn down, Daniel showed the king was
+meant his own humiliation. He should be driven from the abodes of men,
+his dwelling should be with the beasts of the field; he should eat grass
+like an ox, and his body should be wet with the dew of heaven.
+
+But he was not to be for ever removed from his place. The malady was to
+continue only for seven years; for as the stump of the tree was left in
+the earth, so that it might some day put forth its branches again, and
+once more abound in foliage and fruit, so his terrible affliction should
+only last until he should acknowledge that it was not by the strength of
+his own arm, but by the power of God that he had been raised to so great
+a height of glory; that the kingdoms of the earth belong to God, and
+that He raises up whom He will to govern them.
+
+"Oh, learn this lesson in time, mighty king," Daniel pleaded; "that
+supreme power belongs alone to the living God. Humble thyself before
+Him. Put away every iniquity; and begin to show mercy to the poor and
+the defenceless, who have hitherto cried to thee in vain. For it is in
+mercy that God has sent thee the dream, to show thee how thine heart has
+been lifted up, and to give thee an opportunity of averting the
+punishment by timely and sincere repentance."
+
+Oh, if Nebuchadnezzar had but heeded the warning dream! If he had but
+taken his kingdom and his glory, his riches and his honour, and laid
+them all at the footstool of the great King in Heaven, acknowledging
+that they were all from Him, and must be held and used for Him; what
+great trouble he might have saved himself, and all those who looked up
+to him! How soon, by humbling himself, and how effectually he might have
+turned aside the threatened judgment! How the great and compassionate
+God above would have rejoiced to show mercy! And how the holy angels
+would have sung for joy over the repentant king, and the blotting out
+of his great sin, and the withholding of judgment, and the showing of
+mercy!
+
+But the dream was unheeded. The warning was lost.
+
+The great and mighty king having conquered all his enemies round about,
+and extended his power to the utmost limits, devoted his attention to
+the improving and embellishing of his capital. And as he saw Babylon
+increasing in glory and beauty, his heart became still more lifted up.
+He had done it all himself, he thought. He was so great, and so wise,
+and so glorious a king, that he had no need of divine aid. Such a thing
+as being in any way dependent upon a higher power never entered his
+mind, and by very severe means he had to be taught the needful lesson
+that might have been learned from the dream that had in mercy been sent
+to warn him.
+
+While surveying the glorious city from the roof of his palace, and
+congratulating himself upon the dignity to which he had attained, a
+voice, like that which he had heard in his dream, fell from heaven,
+telling him that his kingdom was taken from him, and that he should meet
+the fate of which he had been forewarned by the cutting down of the huge
+tree.
+
+And so it was.
+
+That same hour, the terrible malady predicted by Daniel came upon him.
+He lost his reason, and became as a wild beast. His costly crown of
+gold and pearls and diamonds was taken from him, and he was driven from
+his throne. For seven years he lived with the beasts of the field,
+stooping down to the earth and eating grass like an ox, and drinking
+with his mouth of the flowing streams. The rude winds blew upon him,
+ruffling the hair that had been so carefully kept, and the scorching sun
+tanned his face, once so expressive of majesty. The hairs of his
+neglected beard became like eagles' feathers; and his uncut nails grew
+like birds' claws. He noted no difference between the changing seasons;
+and when the sun sank in the west, he lay down to sleep upon the hard
+ground, like the beasts, his companions, and his body was wet with the
+falling dew.
+
+At the end of seven years another opportunity of repentance was offered
+to him, and after so severe a lesson he gladly accepted it. His reason
+returned, and instead of taking glory to himself, he ascribed it to God,
+acknowledging that He rules above all.
+
+So the dreadful affliction was removed, his kingdom was restored to him;
+and his glory and honour and majesty were greater even than before.
+
+As he once more lifted up his head amongst his nobles, he said humbly,
+"The great God of heaven is King; and those who walk in pride He is able
+to abase."
+
+H. D.
+
+
+
+
+BIBLE EXERCISES FOR SUNDAY AFTERNOONS.
+
+
+25. How many times is the Lord's Prayer recorded?
+
+26. Where are we told that departure from evil is understanding?
+
+27. From what words is it supposed that St. Paul, like Elijah, visited
+Mount Sinai, there to hold communion with God, before entering upon his
+apostolic work?
+
+28. Where are we told that he who rules his own spirit is better than he
+who takes a city?
+
+29. Where is the Eastern custom of gathering the tears of mourners in
+tear-bottles alluded to in the Psalms?
+
+30. Where is it said of the departed that they have "fallen asleep"?
+
+31. How is the passing away of the Old Testament saints spoken of?
+
+32. Which of the Evangelists tell us of Christ's offering three
+successive prayers in Gethsemane, on the night of His agony, and of His
+three times finding the disciples sleeping?
+
+33. Where, in the New Testament, is David called "David the King"?
+
+34. How many days elapsed after Noah's entering into the ark before the
+flood came? And who shut the door?
+
+35. How many armour-bearers had Joab?
+
+36. What was done with the sword of Goliath?
+
+ANSWERS TO BIBLE EXERCISES (13-24. See p. 84).
+
+13. St. Matt. xii. 49, 50; St. Mark iii. 33-35; St. Luke viii. 21.
+
+14. In Prov. xvii. 17.
+
+15. In Neh. ix. 17; Ps. ciii. 8, cxlv. 8; Joel ii. 13; Jonah iv. 2; Nah.
+i. 3.
+
+16. From St. Luke xi. 1.
+
+17. In Prov. xv. 18, xxvi. 21, xxix. 22.
+
+18. In Prov. xvi. 32.
+
+19. In St. Luke iii. 38.
+
+20. From St. Matt. i. 5, 6.
+
+21. In Gen. ix. 13.
+
+22. In Rev. iv. 3, x. 1.
+
+23. The names of the women are Mary Magdalene, Mary, the mother of James
+and Joses, the mother of Zebedee's children, Joanna, the wife of Chuza
+(Herod's steward), and Susanna. (St. Matt. xxvii. 55, 56; St. Luke viii.
+2, 3.)
+
+24. In Ps. cxxi. 4.
+
+
+
+
+The Water-Carriers of the World
+
+
+In the hotter countries of the world, in which water is the very
+mainstay of life, a number of persons drive a considerable trade in the
+sale of that liquid. Most of us know what a trouble it is to get water
+during a severe winter when the pipes are all frozen. Suppose such a
+state of things to be usual the whole year round, and you will perhaps
+understand the difficulties of families in some tropical lands with
+regard to what is to them--in a sense almost more than it is to us--a
+necessary of existence. Thus it is that the water-carrier is so
+important a personage in these warm climes. His figure is as common in
+the streets as our milkman, though he is generally a very much more
+picturesque-looking individual.
+
+In the illustration on this page we have grouped together portraits of
+the water-carriers of different countries, and it will be seen that, in
+respect of their quaint attire and the curious vessels in which the
+water is carried, there is no reason for surprise that they have engaged
+the brush of many painters.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+No. 1 represents a water-carrier of one of the provincial towns of
+France. With his cocked hat and queer staff, and his water-skin strapped
+like a knapsack on his back, he reminds one not a little of an old
+soldier. His next door neighbour's nationality is a good deal more
+obvious. Whose can that jaunty, lazy air be but that of the gay,
+ease-loving water-carrier of Madrid? With earthenware pail hanging from
+each arm, turban on head, bright-coloured waistband, and cigarette in
+mouth, you can tell at a glance that he belongs to a sunny country where
+leisure and pleasure go hand in hand. In No. 3 we find the
+representation of the Peruvian water-carrier. He does such good business
+that he can afford to keep a donkey to carry the water, which is
+contained in a big leather sack that lies like a bolster across the
+animal's back. I am afraid he is not so mindful of Neddy as he ought to
+be, and that some of our own costermongers could teach him a lesson or
+two in the humane treatment of his patient beast of burden. Leaving Peru
+and South America, and travelling to the northern continent, we are
+introduced in No. 4 to a water-carrier of Mexico. Notice how he carries
+the water in two odd-shaped vessels suspended from his head by means of
+a broad band. In No. 5 will be observed an Egyptian fellah woman
+carrying a jar of water on her head. Compared with her, the Norwegian
+peasant in No. 6 looks prosaic and businesslike. The last two are not
+sellers of water, but are merely taking home a supply for their own
+households. How fortunate those towns are where the water is conveyed by
+pipes from house to house!
+
+
+
+
+BURIED ALIVE;
+
+OR, LOVE NEVER LOST ON A DOG.
+
+
+"Heigho!" sighed Thusnelda, as she lay on the straw not far from the
+spot where her three beautiful puppies were curled up in a heap.
+"Heigho!" she sighed, "I do hope dear master will not deprive me of any
+more of my darlings. Let me see now, there were ten of them originally.
+Yes, ten, for I counted them over and over again fifty times a day, and
+now there are only three. Heigho!" Here she glanced round towards these
+sleeping beauties in the straw, and her lovely eyes were brimming over
+with motherly affection and intelligence.
+
+"To be sure," she added, "master has kept the three prettiest, that is
+some consolation, and the others have all gone to good homes, where I
+doubt not their virtue will be duly appreciated, though I shall never,
+never see them more."
+
+Thusnelda was a dog of German birth and extraction. In truth, she was a
+Dachshund, and a high-bred one too, and both in this country and in
+Berlin she had taken many honours at dog shows.
+
+Some might not have thought Thusnelda's body shapely. She was long and
+low, with a red jacket as smooth and soft as satin; so low in stature
+was she, that her chest almost touched the ground, and her fore legs
+were turned in at the ankle, and out at the feet--the latter indeed were
+almost out of all proportion, so big and flat were they; but no one
+could help admiring Thusnelda's splendid head, her broad intelligent
+skull, and her long silky ears and gazelle-like eyes. If ever eyes in
+this world were made to speak love and affection and all things
+unutterable, those eyes were Thusnelda's.
+
+She got up at last and went and stood over her darlings. She gazed at
+them long and fondly, wondering and thinking what future they had before
+them. She held her head so low as she did so, that her splendid ears
+trailed and touched them. They moved in their sleep, they kicked and
+gave vent to a series of little ventriloquistic barks as puppies have a
+habit of doing; then the mother licked them fondly with her soft tongue,
+and therefore one awoke. It was Vogel. The names of the other two were
+Zimmerman and Zadkiel. As soon as Vogel awoke she gave a joyful wee bark
+of recognition, which aroused both her tiny brothers, and the whole
+three rushed at once to their good mother.
+
+"Ah, my dears," she said; "you are very fond of me at present, I dare
+say, but you will get to be different as you grow older, I expect.
+However, I must make the most of you while you are young. Why, let's
+see, you will be six weeks old tomorrow, and you can lap every bit as
+well as I can. Yes, and it's quite a treat to see you lapping, and
+master thinks so too."
+
+"Master" did.
+
+"Master" was very fond of dogs, and he doted on good ones. He used to
+come and admire these three puppies by the hour. The milk he gave them
+was of the freshest and creamiest, and he even thickened it with a
+little boiled flour. Whenever Vogel and Zimmerman and Zadkiel saw him
+coming with the milk-pan they expressed their joy by saucy little barks
+and yelps, and made a headlong but awkward rush towards him, and when he
+put down the pan they weren't content to simply put their heads over the
+side and lap. No, they must have their fore feet in as well, although
+their mother often told them it was only little piggies that fed in that
+fashion. But Vogel was worse even than Zimmerman or Zadkiel, because she
+used to insist upon getting in the dish bodily. Only Vogel was master's
+favourite, and he used to take her kindly out of the dish again and
+place her by the side of it, and try to show her how to lap like a lady.
+
+Vogel was the prettiest, Zimmerman the biggest and sauciest, and Zadkiel
+by far the wisest of the trio.
+
+In the picture with which our artist has presented us, Vogel is standing
+in the centre, Zimmerman is lying on the left, while the far-seeing,
+deep-thinking Zadkiel is sitting on the right.
+
+An impudent sparrow has just alighted on the puppies' pan, and is coolly
+helping himself to what has been left from breakfast.
+
+"Delicious!" the sparrow is saying. "I'm the king of all the birds in
+the creation. Everybody admires me, I build in the choicest apple-trees,
+and feed on the daintiest food. Farmers cut down their hay that I may
+make my nest, farmers' wives kill the fowls that I may find feathers to
+line it, and even the cows cast their coats to aid in the same good
+work. Why, you little puppies, don't _you_ admire me also, you
+ridiculous-looking fluffy things?"
+
+"I admire your profound impudence," Zimmerman is saying.
+
+"I am astonished at your daring audacity," Vogel is remarking.
+
+But Zadkiel is thinking. "I dare say," he says at last, "that even such
+a wretched mite of a bird as you must have been meant for some good
+purpose. To pick up the grubs and the green flies perhaps."
+
+"Absurd," cries the sparrow, and off he flies in disgust.
+
+Then the pups forget all about it, and begin to lick each other's noses
+and toes--I was nearly saying _toeses_--in the funniest way imaginable.
+After that they go in for one of the most terrible sham fights that has
+ever been fought.
+
+"You'll be a badger, Zadkiel," cries Vogel, "and Zimmerman and I will
+worry you to death."
+
+So at it they go pell-mell. Zadkiel is hemmed up in a corner of the
+cart-shed, and his brother and sister make pretence, to tear him limb
+from limb. Zadkiel defends himself gallantly, but has to succumb at
+last, for he is fairly rolled on his back, and in a few minutes is,
+figuratively speaking, turned inside out. Then they espy the
+good-natured admiring face of their mother, peering at them over the
+corner of the straw, and at her they all rush. They make believe that
+she is a fox, and her life is accordingly not worth an hours' purchase.
+
+"Ha! ha! ha!" laughs some one not two yards away, and looking up they
+espy "master," who all unknown to them has been enjoying the fun for the
+last half-hour.
+
+"You dear, delightful little pets," he says, "why, you are as lively as
+kittens, and as healthy and happy-looking as the summer's day is long.
+You will do your mother credit yet. Your legs are straight, but work
+will bend them into the right shape, then you'll be able to creep into
+any rabbit's hole in the country,
+
+  "To beard a badger in his drain,
+  A wild wolf in his lair."
+
+So in order to make these little rascals' legs bend to the proper shape,
+master, as soon as they got a little older, used to bury bones for them
+deep down in the garden earth, and get the whole trio to scrape and find
+them.
+
+This was grand fun, and by the time the puppies were six months old they
+were just as shapely as the mother was, or as unshapely, if you like it
+better, for after all perhaps the beauty of their bodies consisted in
+their ugliness.
+
+It isn't every one who knows how to rear puppies properly, but this
+master did. He fed them on bread and milk, and broth and scraps of meat
+four times a day, he never forgot to give them plenty of the freshest
+of water, and as for straw, why they could at any time bury themselves
+in it. But this was not all, for he made the little things his constant
+companions, when he himself went out for exercise. And didn't they
+scamper and didn't they dance, and frolic, and run! Many a rat, and
+stoat, and polecat had reason to wish them far away, I can tell you.
+
+Few people know how wonderful, intelligent, and sagacious a dachshund
+can become under proper treatment. But there must be system in the
+treatment. The whip must be hidden away out of sight entirely, the
+animal must be treated like a reasoning being, as indeed it is; it thus
+soon comes to know not only every word spoken to it, but your will and
+your wishes from your very movements and looks.
+
+A dog never forgets kind treatment, and whenever he has the chance he
+acts a faithful part towards a loving master. I could tell you a hundred
+true stories illustrative of that fact, but one must here suffice. Had
+you seen the dachshund puppies then as they are represented in our
+engraving, brimful of sauciness, daftness, and fun, and seen them again
+two years after as they appeared when accompanying their beloved master
+in his rambles, you certainly could not have believed they were the same
+animals. They were still the same in one respect, however, for Vogel was
+still the beauty and Zadkiel the philosopher.
+
+One day their master went out to hunt in the forest. It was far away in
+the wilds of the Scottish Highlands. He had gone to shoot deer, but as
+he was returning in the evening after an unsuccessful stalk, he caught a
+glimpse of a fox disappearing round the corner of an old ruin.
+
+"Ho! ho!" he cried. "You are the rascal that steals my ducks. We'll have
+you if we can."
+
+But the fox had taken at once to his burrow in the ruin. It was a very
+ancient feudal castle, only just enough of it remaining to give an idea
+of the shape it once had been, for regardless of the respect that is due
+to antiquity the keepers had carted away loads of the solid masonry to
+build their houses, leaving the place but a beautiful moss-grown chaos.
+
+"Watch," was all the master said to his dogs as he crept in through an
+old window into the donjon keep. It was a foolhardy thing to do, for the
+stones were loose around it, but he had many times got in there before,
+and why, he thought, should he not do so now. Besides, this was
+Reynard's favourite den, and he hoped to shoot him in it. But the fox
+had improved on his dwelling since the hunter had last paid him a visit;
+he had excavated another room. Stone after stone the hunter began to
+pull down, when suddenly there was a startling noise behind him, and he
+found himself in the dark.
+
+[Illustration: THE PUPPIES AND THE SPARROW. (_See p._ 158.)]
+
+Buried alive! Buried in a dungeon in which there was hardly room to
+turn. The situation is too dreadful for pen to describe. He sank on the
+soft damp mould of the floor and gave himself up to despair. And thus
+hours went past.
+
+Hitherto there had not been a sound, but now the impatient yelping of
+the faithful hounds told him they had begun to appreciate the terrible
+danger of the master.
+
+The rest of the story may be told in a very few words. Vogel did nothing
+but run about wild with grief, and made the rocks around her echo the
+sounds of her grief. Zimmerman set himself to work to dig the master
+out. But alas! solid stone and lime were too much for even his strong
+little limbs. But where was the wise and thoughtful Zadkiel? Gone. He
+turned up some hours after at his master's house, and his strange
+behaviour soon caused the servants to follow him into the deep forest
+and straight to the old ruin.
+
+Morning had dawned ere the hunter, more dead than alive, was extricated
+from his living grave. His first act as soon as he recovered was to
+return thanks to Him who had delivered him, his next to embrace his
+faithful dogs.
+
+ARION.
+
+
+
+
+LITTLE MARGARET'S KITCHEN, AND WHAT SHE DID IN IT.--IX.
+
+_By_ PHILLIS BROWNE, _Author of "A Year's Cookery," "What Girls can Do,"
+&c._
+
+"I wonder what we shall do to-day, Mary?" said Margaret, as the two
+children stood by the kitchen table waiting for the next lesson.
+
+"I don't know," said Mary; "but I fancy we are to learn something about
+fat, for I heard mistress giving orders to put the fat ready for us. And
+there it is. Don't you see all those pieces of fat on the dish?"
+
+"Well, children," said Mrs. Herbert, who at that moment entered the
+kitchen, "how would you like to learn to fry to-day?"
+
+"We should like it very much, mother," said Margaret.
+
+"But what shall we make?"
+
+"I wish we might make some apple fritters, like those we had the day
+before yesterday."
+
+"You shall learn to cook the fritters at our next lesson," said Mrs.
+Herbert. "To-day we shall be quite sufficiently busy preparing the fat
+for frying. Can you, Mary, tell me what it is to fry food? If you had to
+fry the fritters, for instance, how would you set about it?"
+
+"Please, ma'am, let me think," said Mary. "When we fried the pancakes,
+we put a little fat in the frying-pan, and let it melt, and then put in
+the batter. So I suppose we should do the same with fritters."
+
+"That is exactly what we must not do," said Mrs. Herbert. "There are a
+few things which we must fry in a shallow pan, with very little fat.
+Pancakes and omelettes are amongst them. But as a rule, this is a very
+extravagant, wasteful mode of cooking. It is much better to _fry_
+properly, that is, to cook in an abundance of fat, using as much fat as
+will cover the food entirely, so that we may be said to boil the food,
+but in fat instead of water."
+
+"I should have thought it was very wasteful to use a quantity of fat,"
+said Margaret.
+
+"Do you remember how much fat we used when we fried the pancakes?" said
+Mrs. Herbert.
+
+"I remember," said Mary: "for every pancake we used a piece of fat about
+the size of a walnut."
+
+"And how much of this was left when all were finished?"
+
+"Why, none, mother," said Margaret. "The fat was used each time, and it
+seemed to dry up or go into the pancake, or something. At any rate, it
+was lost altogether."
+
+"Then if we were trying to find out how much the pancakes cost, we ought
+to include the cost of the fat in which they were fried?"
+
+"I suppose so."
+
+"Do you not think, then, that if in frying we could so arrange matters
+that the fat should be used again and again and again, that would be
+less wasteful?"
+
+"Of course it would," said Mary.
+
+"Then this is what we will do. We will provide a quantity of fat, as
+much as will half fill a good-sized iron saucepan. When we use this for
+frying, we shall find that if we are careful of it--that is, if we lift
+it from the fire as soon as it is done with, do not let it burn, and
+strain it--we can use it again and again and again. In fact, it may be
+used any number of times, and we keep adding fresh fat as we get it."
+
+"But we could not fry pancakes in that way," said Margaret.
+
+"No; I told you just now that pancakes and omelettes must be fried in a
+little fat. This process is generally called by cooks _dry frying_.
+When plenty of fat is used, and the food is boiled in the fat, the
+process is called _wet frying_."
+
+"And how are we to tell which way is suitable for what we have to cook?"
+said Margaret.
+
+"Ah, Margaret! you want to get on too quickly. To know which is the best
+way of treating different kinds of food is a large subject, and can only
+be learnt with time. I may tell you, however, that nearly all small
+things which can be quickly cooked, and can be covered with fat, may be
+wet fried. Things which need longer cooking, such as uncooked meat,
+bacon, sausages, &c., should be dry fried. Chops and steaks, too, are
+often dry fried, but they are best when broiled; and of broiling I must
+speak to you another day."
+
+"We shall easily remember that wet frying is using plenty of fat, and
+dry frying is using very little fat," said Mary.
+
+"Of course you will. And now for the kind of fat you are to use. There
+are four kinds of fat used in frying--dripping, oil, butter, and lard.
+Of these, dripping is the best and lard is the worst."
+
+"But please, ma'am, lard is generally used, is it not?" said Mary,
+looking astonished.
+
+"Indeed it is," replied Mrs. Herbert, "and this is the mistake which is
+made. Those who do not know have a great scorn for dripping. They sell
+it for a small sum to get it out of the way, and when they have done so
+they buy lard. Yet lard is more apt to make food taste greasy than any
+fat which can be used."
+
+"What is the dripping made from, then?" said Margaret.
+
+"From little odds and ends of fat, either cooked or uncooked, left from
+joints, and 'rendered,' that is, melted down; also from the fat which is
+skimmed from the top of the water in which meat is boiled. I should like
+you little folk to remember that one of the surest signs of cleverness
+in cookery is that nothing is wasted, and one of the most certain ways
+of preventing waste is to look after the fat. A good cook will not allow
+as much as half an inch of fat to be wasted. She will collect the scraps
+together and melt them down gently, and so she will never need to buy."
+
+"Just as cook has put those pieces of fat together there, ready for us
+to melt down?"
+
+"Yes; and now we will go on to render them down, shall we? First we cut
+them up in very small pieces. We then put them into an old, but
+perfectly clean, saucepan, with a quarter of a pint of water to each
+pound of fat. We then put the lid on the saucepan, and boil gently for
+about an hour, or till the water has boiled away, when we take the lid
+off, and stew the fat again until the pieces acquire a slight colour,
+when the fat is ready to be strained through a jar. We must not forget
+to stir the fat occasionally, to keep it from burning, and also to let
+it cool slightly before straining, for fear of accident; for boiling fat
+is very hot, more than twice as hot as boiling water."
+
+"Supposing we have no pieces of fat, mother, what shall we do then?"
+
+"We must buy some. Those who like beef fat will find ox flare excellent
+for the purpose. The most experienced cooks, however, now prefer mutton
+fat to any other, because it is so hard and dry. Fat which is bought
+must be rendered down as scraps are rendered. I fancy, however, that
+where meat is eaten every day it is seldom necessary to buy fat, if only
+proper care is taken of the trimmings."
+
+"If dripping may be used for frying, could we not take the dripping left
+from joints, mother?" said Margaret.
+
+"Certainly we could, dear. Only we must be careful to have it thoroughly
+clean and dry, with no water or gravy in it. To make it thus we should
+probably have to wash it in three or four times its quantity of boiling
+water, then let it go cold and scrape away the impurities which would
+have settled at the bottom. After which we should melt it gently down
+again to get rid thoroughly of any moisture there might be in it."
+
+"Wash dripping! I never heard of such a thing," said Margaret.
+
+"It is a very necessary business at times, for all that. The most
+certain way of taking care of anything we value is to keep it clean: and
+certainly we value our kitchen fat. But then, as I told you, besides
+keeping it clean we must keep it dry; and one reason why good cooks
+prefer mutton fat to any other is that it can be more easily kept dry
+than other fats. Fat should be thoroughly strained also each time it is
+used, as well as after being rendered the first time, and this will help
+to keep it pure."
+
+"I think the water has all boiled away from our fat now, ma'am," said
+Mary, who had been looking very earnestly into the pan, and stirring the
+pieces very vigorously.
+
+"Then," said Mrs. Herbert, "we will take the lid off the pan, and when
+the pieces begin to colour we will let the fat cool and strain it away.
+It will so be quite ready for our purpose, and at our next lesson I will
+show you how to fry some apple fritters."
+
+"I think we shall enjoy frying fritters as well as making pancakes,"
+said the two children together.
+
+_(To be continued.)_
+
+
+
+
+THEIR ROAD TO FORTUNE.
+
+THE STORY OF TWO BROTHERS.
+
+_By the Author of "The Heir of Elmdale," &c. &c._
+
+CHAPTER VII.--AN INVESTMENT.
+
+
+The holidays were over at last; the ten days flew by only too quickly to
+Bertie, for, compared with Gore House, Fitzroy Square seemed the most
+delightful place in the world. He was not very artistic in his taste,
+and thought but little of carving and gilding, soft carpets, and
+luxurious chairs; therefore the shabby parlour with Aunt Amy seemed far
+more beautiful than the very grandest apartment in Aunt Gregory's grand
+house.
+
+"If I could only stay here always, Aunt Amy, how happy I should be!" he
+had said a dozen times during his stay; and each time, though her heart
+echoed his wish, she cheered him with loving smiles, encouraged him with
+hopeful words, begging of him to try and make the best of his Uncle
+Gregory's home, and be as happy and contented as he could. Eddie often
+wished that he had such a magnificent residence, for he made no secret
+of his contempt for the shabby and somewhat dingy comfort of Uncle
+Clair's house and its dreary surroundings. He thought artists should
+have everything beautiful and graceful about them, and looked very much
+astonished when his uncle said, in his sweet low voice, that beauty and
+grace were certainly essential, but they should be in the artist
+himself, and then he would see them reflected everywhere. Both Bertie
+and Agnes endorsed that statement, for they loved the old house, and
+were quite happy there. Eddie, still longing for something out of his
+reach, instead of making the most of what was at his hand, grumbled and
+shook his head; but Uncle Clair only smiled, and said, "You'll be wiser
+when you are older, my boy. Knowledge comes with years."
+
+Mrs. Gregory's presents caused Mrs. Clair to think that she was sorry
+for her neglect of Bertie, and meant to be kinder to him in future;
+besides, Uncle Gregory had said there might be other arrangements when
+he returned, so that it was with a very hopeful heart that Bertie
+entered the office punctually at nine o'clock on the 2nd of January, and
+was taking his old corner to await the arrival of his uncle, when the
+head clerk conducted him into the inner room, and pointed out a seat at
+a desk near a window looking into a narrow court.
+
+"Go through all those letters," the clerk said, pointing to a huge heap;
+"select the circulars, open them, and place them on that stand; arrange
+all the English and foreign letters on Mr. Gregory's table, and then
+address those envelopes from that book on your desk."
+
+"Yes, sir," Bertie replied cheerfully. It certainly was much pleasanter
+in that warm room, with its clear blazing fire, soft carpet,
+leather-covered chairs, and draughtless windows, than in the large, and
+often chilly, outer office, but when Mr. Gregory entered with his
+compressed lips and keen piercing glance all round, Bertie began to
+think it would not be pleasant to have to sit always within the reach of
+his critical eyes.
+
+"Good morning. You have not forgotten, I see: that's well," Mr. Gregory
+said, as he hung up his coat and pulled off his gloves. Then, with a
+quick glance at his table, he added, "You may go on with your work."
+
+Bertie copied industriously for an hour, never raising his head from his
+desk; then his master's voice startled him. "Come here, Bertie. I want
+some conversation with you. How old are you?"
+
+"Nearly thirteen, sir."
+
+"You look more. Do you like business?"
+
+"I think I do, sir. I shall like it more when I understand it better."
+
+"Quite so. Now, Bertie, because you are my nephew, and have been a good,
+steady lad, I am going to place you in a position of great trust. You
+are quick, and write a good hand, and I shall train you to be my private
+secretary. You shall answer all my business letters, from my dictation.
+Of course I don't mean all my letters," catching Bertie's nervous glance
+at the table, "only those I have been in the habit of attending to
+myself. It means several changes: one is, you need not get here till I
+do in the morning; another is, that I shall require your services for an
+hour or two every evening in the library at Gore House. You can leave
+here at four instead of half-past five, and I wish you to take lessons
+in French and German three times a week. I have engaged a master for
+you, and you can leave here every other day at half-past three. I will
+pay you twelve shillings a week, out of which you must pay for your
+luncheon, and you will dine with us, except when there is a large
+party. Now sit down, and write exactly as I tell you, and as quickly, as
+neatly, and accurately as you can."
+
+"Yes, uncle; thank you," Bertie replied, his heart throbbing violently.
+That was indeed a change from the dull routine of the past five months:
+he had won his uncle's confidence; he was to have no more solitary
+evenings; and, best of all, he was to have a salary, and only luncheon
+to buy out of it.
+
+"Why, I shall only want a Bath bun and a glass of milk every day. I can
+save nearly all," Bertie whispered to himself at luncheon-time. "Uncle
+Gregory is good to me, and no mistake!"
+
+Mr. Gregory was good to his nephew, but not before he had thoroughly
+satisfied himself that the boy fully deserved his confidence, and, what
+was more, would fully and amply repay it. That twelve shillings a week
+was a master-stroke of policy, for it made Bertie eternally grateful;
+and if the young gentleman fancied his Uncle Gregory did not know that
+nine shillings of it went into the post-office savings' bank regularly
+every week, he was greatly mistaken. The dining down-stairs was not
+quite such a success; he was usually completely ignored, and always felt
+glad when the formal prolonged meal was over, and he was at liberty to
+follow Mr. Gregory to the library. There, indeed, Bertie had often two,
+or even three, hours' trying work, copying out prospectuses and share
+lists, reading aloud a strange jargon he did not half understand about
+stocks, consols, and dividends, adding up prodigious sums of money,
+subtracting other sums from them, and, when the result did not quite
+satisfy Mr. Gregory, having to consign them all to the waste-paper
+basket, and begin over again. Still, it was better than the long dreary
+evenings in the deserted school-room, though so much confinement was
+beginning to tell a little on Bertie's rosy cheeks and healthy young
+frame. The atmosphere of the Underground Railway, too, was injuring
+lungs that had never breathed anything but the purest country air, and
+at last Mr. Gregory noticed his altered appearance, and invited him to
+drive into the City in the dog-cart with himself every morning. That was
+indeed a red-letter day,--almost as good as driving to Dr. Mayson's at
+Riversdale: better, in fact, Bertie began to think later on, for the
+bustle and confusion, the eager, hurrying, restless life of the City
+began to have a strange charm for him, and that brisk drive to and from
+Mincing Lane was a real pleasure. Then he was progressing famously with
+his French and German. The old professor who gave him his lessons was a
+sociable, voluble, eloquent gentleman, who waved his hands, rolled his
+eyes, chattered nonsense that made Bertie laugh, but at the same time
+interested him so much that he took great pains to listen and remember;
+and having learned his grammar fairly well at school he was soon able to
+make his way with tolerable ease through either a newspaper or letter.
+
+But you must not suppose it was all sunshine and smooth sailing for
+Bertie Rivers. He had a great many trials and troubles, and perhaps the
+heaviest was his inability to go to Fitzroy Square, except on Sundays,
+and not always then. Then he missed his runs in the Park and his walks
+into the country in the early morning, his wood-carving and
+cork-carving, and all the other amusements with which he was in the
+habit of filling up his spare time. Then Uncle Gregory was becoming
+daily more exacting and particular, and Bertie gathered from the letters
+he wrote that some of the many speculations of the great City merchant
+were not going on entirely to his satisfaction. Every evening he
+remained later in the library, and Bertie had more letters to write and
+circulars to address, and sometimes his head ached sadly, and his eyes
+were dull and heavy in the morning. But there was one unfailing source
+of satisfaction--his weekly visit to the post-office savings' bank.
+Bertie would not have missed that for the world: nine shillings a week,
+and sometimes even ten--for nothing could tempt him to spend a penny,
+except on his luncheons and in writing to them at Fitzroy Square--soon
+mounted up to five pounds, and then Mr. Gregory remarked one day that if
+Bertie had saved any money he would invest it for him in a company that
+would pay five times as much interest as the post-office. So the money
+was handed over to Uncle Gregory, and Bertie received a very large and
+formal paper, which he never read, but still was proud of, and in his
+next visit handed it triumphantly to Mr. Clair. He read it carefully,
+and then shook his head. "This company promises too much, Bertie," he
+said; "better have left your money where it was."
+
+"As if Uncle Gregory doesn't know best!" Bertie laughed. "Why, he has
+hundreds of shares himself."
+
+
+CHAPTER VIII.--AN UNEXPECTED PLEASURE.
+
+"You may go and spend a few days with your brother," Mr. Gregory said to
+Bertie one Saturday at the end of July. "I am going away for a week, and
+so I can spare you; but mind you are back on the Monday after next, and
+in good time."
+
+"Yes, sir; thank you, uncle," Bertie replied, with a bright smile.
+
+[Illustration: "HE SAW SOMETHING UNUSUAL WAS ABOUT TO TAKE PLACE."]
+
+"You may go now, if you wish. I do not require anything further;" and
+Bertie fairly ran out of the office, jumped into an omnibus, and hurried
+straight to Fitzroy Square, instead of going home to Kensington. The
+moment the hall door opened he saw something unusual was about to take
+place: there were trunks and packages and muffle straps in the hall, and
+there, amidst them, stood Uncle Clair, looking quite calm, while Aunt
+Amy, Agnes, and Eddie flew hither and thither in every direction. There
+was a four-wheeler at the door too, so that evidently the family were
+going away. For a moment Bertie felt inclined to cry. What possible
+pleasure could he have in a week's holiday without Eddie and Agnes to
+share it? But the moment Aunt Amy caught sight of him, her bright face
+and cordial welcome re-assured him.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+"Dear Bertie, I am so glad. I was afraid your uncle could not spare you
+to come with us. But where are your things?"
+
+"I haven't brought any. I only just came from the City to tell you Uncle
+Gregory gave me a week's holiday," Bertie replied, looking very much
+perplexed. "I did not know you were all going away, auntie, or of course
+I would not have come."
+
+"Then you did not get the letter I sent you, dear?"
+
+"No, aunt."
+
+"Well, I wrote asking you to apply for permission to come with us to the
+sea-side for a week. But I suppose the letter miscarried some way.
+However 'All's well that ends well,' Bertie. You are just in time. Come
+now, help to carry the parcels. I hope we have not forgotten anything."
+
+"If we were going to stay a year in a desert island a thousand miles
+from a shop, I should think we have enough luggage," Uncle Clair said,
+glancing comically at the numerous packages and trunks; "instead of
+which, we're only going to Brighton, and can get everything we want
+there just as well as in London."
+
+"But am I really to go to the sea-side with you, Uncle Harry?" Bertie
+cried eagerly.
+
+"Why, of course, child; you don't suppose we're going to leave you
+behind."
+
+"Oh, how good of you! how jolly! Hurrah!" and Bertie executed a sort of
+war-dance, tossed his hat in the air, and kissed his aunt and Agnes a
+dozen times at least before taking his seat in the cab. "You had better
+go with your aunt in a hansom, Bertie," Uncle Clair said; "Eddie, Agnes,
+and I will go with the luggage. If you get to the station first, wait
+for us at the booking-office. Mind you don't get lost," he added, with a
+smile, as they drove away.
+
+"As if I could get lost in the City, Aunt Amy!" Bertie said proudly.
+"Why, I know the place by heart now; and shan't I be glad to get away
+from it for a whole week? Was it not kind of Uncle Gregory to give me a
+holiday?"
+
+"Very good, Bertie. You seem to get on capitally. Do you know, dear, I
+am sorry we did not try to persuade Eddie to take his place in the
+office too: I almost think he would have been happier, and have got on
+better; he does not seem very contented with us, and, worst of all, he
+does not make much progress in the profession he has chosen. Agnes is
+far ahead of him."
+
+"But Eddie is very clever, Aunt Amy: he can do anything if he likes,"
+Bertie cried loyally. "And I do not think he would get on with Uncle
+Gregory: he would never like the City; besides, Eddie never cared to be
+told to do anything. Even poor papa used to say, 'Please, Eddie,' or
+'Perhaps you will do so, Eddie.' Now, Uncle Gregory orders me to do
+forty different things in different ways every day, and I don't mind a
+bit; but Eddie would stand and look at him, and frown so, and just walk
+away. My brother would never get on with Uncle Gregory, Aunt Amy,"
+Bertie repeated gravely. "Eddie would never make a merchant."
+
+"And your uncle Clair says he will never make an artist, unless he
+changes greatly," said Aunt Amy, rather sadly. "Poor Eddie! I am really
+very anxious about his future: he is so like his father: his ideas are
+quite magnificent, but he has no energy."
+
+"He's clever, though, auntie; papa often said Eddie was a genius,"
+Bertie whispered, "and I can work enough for us both. When I am rich,
+and can buy back Riversdale, Eddie will be quite happy. You don't know
+how different he will be when he gets back to our beautiful home," and
+Bertie's eyes sparkled, and his cheeks flushed at the thought, for the
+dream of Bertie's life was to get back Riversdale. The anxieties of the
+great establishment in Mincing Lane never touched him; he knew nothing
+of risks, disappointments, or failures; in fact, Bertie never even
+thought of such things, for he was but a child at heart, and had perfect
+faith in his uncle's assurance that if he were only a good, obedient,
+industrious boy he would be very rich some day, and get back his home.
+But no thought of the busy City, the close, dusty office, or the hot
+library at Kensington troubled him as he took his seat in the train, and
+was whirled at the rate of fifty miles an hour southward. Eddie sat
+silently looking out of the window, envying his brother's high spirits;
+he could not think what made Bertie so happy when he felt discontented
+and miserable, and thoroughly dissatisfied with everything in the world.
+Agnes, too, seemed infected with some of Bertie's good humour; her eyes
+sparkled, her cheeks flushed, and she laughed merrily at the utter
+nonsense her cousin chattered incessantly, while poor Eddie hugged his
+discontent, and made the most of his misery. And yet he had no real
+cause to be unhappy: every one was kind, gentle, patient with him; he
+had not a reasonable wish in the world ungratified; and yet he sat
+silent, drumming with his fingers on the window of the carriage, while
+the others chatted and laughed, and seemed as if they could not keep
+still for very enjoyment.
+
+"Oh, auntie, how lovely it is!" Agnes cried, "Look how the sun shines on
+the trees, and the brook looks like summer lightning. It is good to get
+away from London, and see the country once more; and such a sky, Bertie!
+you don't have anything like that in Mincing Lane!"
+
+"No; but though our skies may be somewhat inky, Miss Agnes, they have a
+silver or a golden lining," Bertie replied, with the air of a judge. "We
+don't want sunshine in the City, because we have no time to look at it;
+and besides, we have plenty of gas and electric light."
+
+Eddie frowned, and was going to say something about his brother's want
+of artistic taste, when Uncle Clair interrupted him by a hearty laugh.
+
+"Really, Master Bertie, you are becoming quite a philosopher as well as
+a capitalist and man of business. Now then, youngsters, gather up your
+parcels; we shall be in Brighton in about five minutes, and then for a
+glimpse of the glorious sea."
+
+"Why, Uncle Harry, I've never seen it!" Bertie exclaimed, as if he were
+very much surprised at not having given the matter a thought before.
+"All the way down I never seemed to think we were going to the sea-side:
+I was so glad to get away from London. Will you let us have a boat,
+Uncle Harry?"
+
+"That depends, Bertie; if the weather keeps fine we may go for a sail
+some day."
+
+"Bertie fancies we could pull about in a little punt on the ocean as we
+did on the river at home," Eddie said, rather scornfully. "He has no
+idea what the sea is like."
+
+"Well, well, he will know better presently, for here we are," Uncle
+Harry said gently; and in a few minutes more they were all in a shabby,
+shaky, but roomy old carriage, driving along the Parade.
+
+"Oh!" Agnes whispered, catching Aunt Amy's hand. "Oh, how beautiful! I
+feel as if I can't breathe, auntie."
+
+"It is jolly!" Bertie cried, in his hearty, downright way. "What a place
+for a swim, Eddie!"
+
+"The idea of thinking the sea only a place for swimming!" Eddie replied
+contemptuously. "I----"
+
+"You can't swim a bit: that's the reason you don't care about it,"
+Bertie cried merrily. "But Eddie can pull better than I can, Uncle
+Harry, so you will hear him say presently, 'What a lovely place for a
+row!' and I do believe it's not a bit rougher than our little river."
+
+"It's very calm to-day, but sometimes it wears a very different aspect,
+Bertie."
+
+"I don't believe it ever could be really rough, just like Turner's
+pictures," Eddie grumbled. "It's not a bit like what I thought it would
+be."
+
+"It's ten times prettier than anything I ever saw," Bertie cried
+enthusiastically. "Just look at all the boats, and such pretty houses,
+and the donkeys, Eddie. Oh, Uncle Harry! may we have a donkey-ride? and
+such lots of boys!"
+
+"What a pity poor Eddie did not leave his enemy at home, and he would be
+as happy as Bertie," Mr. Clair said in a very low voice to Aunt Amy; and
+she only shook her head and smiled sorrowfully; but the words, though
+spoken in a very low tone, reached Bertie's quick young ears, and he
+glanced at his brother in sore perplexity. But at that moment the
+carriage stopped at the house where Mr. Clair had secured apartments,
+and in the bustle of getting in the packets, exploring the rooms,
+exclaiming at the beautiful view from the balcony, and Bertie's sudden
+discovery that it was a glorious place to test the powers of a
+pea-shooter or catapult, he forgot all about Uncle Clair's words and
+Aunt Amy's sorrowful smile; and even Eddie thawed a little, and agreed
+that a beautiful full-rigged ship, with the bright sun shining on her
+snow-white sails, was a pretty-enough picture to please even an artist.
+
+But that night, when Bertie laid his tired head on the pillow--he had
+been running and dancing along the beach for hours--his last waking
+thought was, "I must find out who's Eddie's enemy; and if he's not a lot
+a bigger fellow than I am, I'll thrash him!"
+
+
+CHAPTER IX.--A HAPPY ENCOUNTER.
+
+Brighton in the first days of August is hot and dusty, noisy, and
+crowded with people; excursionists pour in by thousands, German bands
+and organs seem to spring up under one's feet at every step. The sun
+blazes in the windows of the houses on the Marine Parade all day, and
+the fine, dry, chalky dust from the Downs is apt to be irritating to
+delicate throats; but for all that, Brighton in August is delightful, at
+least to children. Then they may pass an almost amphibious existence
+without danger of catching cold. Foremost in every mischief, bravest in
+every danger, most fortunate in every escapade, was Bertie. No one could
+look at his sparkling eyes and rosy cheeks, hear his merry laughter,
+watch him skip, jump, and dance along the beach, without saying, "There,
+at least, is one happy boy," and feeling glad that there was so much
+capacity for pure enjoyment in the world. He dragged Eddie and Agnes
+with him hither and thither, till by sheer force of energy and example
+he forced them to share his happiness, and brought the roses to their
+cheeks too; he would have dragged Aunt Amy and Uncle Clair about in the
+same way, only they drew the line at taking off shoes and paddling in
+the water, and begged to be allowed to sit still on the beach and watch
+them. However, one day, very much to his astonishment, he met his Aunt
+Gregory and his cousins walking on the Parade, and Bertie nothing
+doubted but they would be glad to join his many expeditions in search of
+fun; but the boys had many other acquaintances in Brighton, and felt
+half ashamed to acknowledge a relative who was only a junior clerk, and
+refused very distinctly to go down on the beach, and be friendly with
+Eddie and Agnes. Indeed, as soon as Mrs. Gregory understood that Mr. and
+Mrs. Clair were also by the sea-side, she became very chilling to
+Bertie, and asked when he was going back to his office.
+
+"Next Monday, aunt; but the others will stay for another fortnight,"
+Bertie answered brightly, without the least shade of discontent on his
+face.
+
+"And why must you return before the others, my lad?" a gentleman said,
+advancing a step, and looking at Bertie steadily. "If I don't mistake, I
+have met you before somewhere. Where was it?"
+
+[Illustration: "'I REMEMBER YOU QUITE WELL,' HE SAID."]
+
+"You have seen him at our house, perhaps, Mr. Murray," Dick Gregory said
+carelessly; he had been walking with the gentleman, and discussing a
+trip in Mr. Murray's yacht, and did not want to be interrupted; indeed,
+he was far from being pleased at meeting Bertie. "You know, he's in
+papa's office in the City," he added, seeing the gentleman still looked
+puzzled.
+
+"No, cousin; I think Mr. Murray saw me at Riversdale," Bertie said, a
+little shyly, for a pair of keen dark eyes were fixed on his face. "He
+used to come and see papa often; but I think he would remember Eddie
+better than me: he saw him oftener."
+
+"Oh dear me! yes, of course; why, I remember you quite well," he said.
+"You are Herbert, the dreadful little boy who snow-balled me one day,
+and Eddie drew caricatures of me. Dear me! Mrs. Gregory, how strange
+you never mentioned the Rivers' being here. This boy's father is one of
+my oldest and dearest friends. I shall be delighted to meet him."
+
+For a moment there was an awkward silence; Mrs. Gregory looked red and
+confused, her two sons turned round and studied the sea, then Bertie
+looked up suddenly. "Papa is not here, sir: he--he is dead," he said
+steadily, but in an earnest voice. "I am in Uncle Gregory's office;
+Eddie is learning to be an artist with Uncle Clair. Poor papa lost his
+money, and we're going to try and get rich, to buy back Riversdale."
+
+"Buy back Riversdale!" Mr. Murray cried. "You don't mean----" then
+glancing at Mrs. Gregory's confused expression, and the sudden gravity
+that had replaced the mirth in Bertie's eyes, he stopped, and puckered
+up his forehead in the strangest way.
+
+"Is this boy, Herbert Rivers, staying with you?" he asked presently,
+turning to Mrs. Gregory.
+
+"No, indeed; I did not even know he was here. I fancied he was at the
+office, as usual."
+
+"Oh! then how did you come to be here, child? Are you alone?" Mr. Murray
+asked.
+
+"I am with Uncle and Aunt Clair. Last Saturday Uncle Gregory said I
+might have a week's holiday and spend it with my brother, so I just ran
+straight off to Fitzroy Square, and found them all in the hall just
+starting for Brighton. Oh, it has been so splendid!"
+
+"So you must go back to town to your office next Monday?" the gentleman
+said, after a moment's frowning. "Well, well, we shall see; this is
+Thursday. Where does your Uncle Clair live?"
+
+Bertie told him the address: it was within a stone's throw; and as Mr.
+Murray noted down the number, and glanced at the house so as to remember
+it, he saw that the balcony was strikingly decorated with some of the
+children's trophies. Long trailing sprays of damp dark-brown seaweed
+hung over the railings; there was quite a large heap of sea-stones, and
+a few shells piled up in one corner. Bertie's schooner was firmly
+anchored to a crimson bucket in another; there was a camp-stool before
+an easel standing in the open window, and a low chair with cushions
+outside. Altogether, the aspect of the rooms occupied by Uncle Clair
+pleased Mr. Murray.
+
+As they walked along the parade Mr. Murray was unusually silent; the
+boys watched him, and saw by the expression of his face that he was
+thinking deeply. But it was not till he met their father at the aquarium
+that Mr. Murray said a single word about Bertie Rivers. Then both
+gentlemen stood in a quiet corner, and talked so long and so earnestly
+that both Mrs. Gregory and the boys became impatient, and not a little
+curious. What could they possibly have to say about the little junior
+clerk? and yet they were sure he was the subject of their conversation.
+
+Mrs. Gregory looked more anxious than curious. Mr. Murray was a very old
+friend of the Rivers' family, and though absence from England for
+several years caused him to be quite ignorant of the calamities that had
+overtaken the master of Riversdale, the death of his brother Frank, and
+the loss of his fortune, he was still deeply interested in the family,
+and heard with regret of the almost friendless condition of Mr. Rivers'
+sons.
+
+"I wish you had told me all this sooner," he said at length. "We might
+have done something better for that fine lad."
+
+"He will do very well," Mr. Gregory replied, a little coldly. "You
+should be the last person in the world to object to business."
+
+"I don't object, only the boy is too young--a mere child. Why did not
+you send him to school with your boys, for a few years at least?"
+
+"I do not think that would be any true kindness. It would only make him
+dissatisfied with his future position, perhaps. Bertie is doing very
+well."
+
+Mr. Murray said no more, but all the remainder of the afternoon he
+thought a great deal of his old friend Mr. Rivers and his boys, and the
+more he reflected the less pleased he felt at Mr. Gregory's treatment of
+Bertie, and the undisguised contempt Dick and Harry expressed for their
+cousin. He resolved to call the very next morning on Mr. Clair, and have
+a talk with him about the lads, for Mr. Murray had a very strong reason
+for being interested in their future. It was he who had persuaded their
+father to invest money in the speculation that ended so disastrously,
+but he had no idea that Mr. Rivers became such an extensive shareholder;
+he forgot that a simple country gentleman, without either knowledge or
+experience, could not be as prudent and far-seeing as a man all his life
+acquainted with business. Mr. Murray had been a loser in the mines
+himself, but to a comparatively slight extent, and as he was an
+exceedingly rich man, he only regarded the matter as one of the casual
+losses incurred in business. But his old friend's losses troubled him
+deeply, and he resolved to do everything in his power to repair the
+effects of his well-meant, but unfortunate, advice.
+
+Mr. Murray was an old bachelor, very rich, and some people said very
+eccentric, though, in truth, his eccentricity was only indiscriminate
+generosity. He was very fond of children, boys especially; he often
+spoke of adopting some promising lad to inherit a portion of his great
+fortune, and continue the grand old firm in the City that had flourished
+for over a hundred years as Murray and Co. For many reasons Mr. Gregory
+hoped that one of his boys would be chosen, and lately everything had
+seemed like it; therefore, the sudden interest Mr. Murray seemed to take
+in Bertie caused Mr. and Mrs. Gregory some uneasiness, especially as the
+gentleman said at dinner that evening that the yachting excursion would
+have to be put off for some days, as he wished to make the acquaintance
+of his old friend's sons, and learn a little more of their history, and
+meant to call at their address the next morning.
+
+(_To be continued._)
+
+
+
+
+AN APPLE SONG.
+
+
+  The Autumn sunshine falls so warm,
+    So warm in the orchard green,
+  A golden tent is the apple-tree;
+    And under the leafy screen
+  Sits Rex, in the curve of a mossy bough,
+    As high as he can go,
+  Dropping the apples red and brown
+    To his Cousin Prue below.
+
+  Sweet Prue, knee-deep in the cool green grass,
+    Spreads wide her pinafore,
+  The ripe fruit falls in a golden rain,
+    By two, by three, by four;
+  With watchful eye and ready hand
+    She lets no apple fall--
+  As fast as Rex can throw them down
+    She catches one and all.
+
+  The blackbird on the topmost bough
+    Is singing loud and clear,
+  The children shouting at their task
+    It does him good to hear.
+  He watches them with his bead-black eyes,
+    And blither still he sings;
+  But clearer than dear blackbird's note
+    The children's laughter rings.
+
+
+
+
+MORNINGS AT THE ZOO.
+
+VIII.--IN THE FISH-HOUSE.
+
+
+Of the Fish-house at the London Zoological Gardens it must be said that
+its contents are decidedly "mixed," for it is the home not only of a few
+specimens of the finny tribe, but also of some wading and diving birds,
+of a very curious amphibian, of a few shrimps, and of several of the
+beautiful flower-like sea-anemones. The collection, however, loses
+nothing in point of interest because of its varied character, and will
+repay a good deal more study than it seems to receive from visitors.
+
+[Illustration: SEA-ANEMONES.]
+
+Some of the fishes are as common as the schoolboy's familiar friend, the
+minnow. Others, like the cat-fish and sea-horse, are rare--in England,
+at any rate. Then there are kinds known to every lover of angling, such
+as the perch and pike. Seldom has a popular name been so aptly bestowed
+as in the case of the pretty little sea-horses. In the upper half of
+their wee bodies they have all the equine look and bearing, but in the
+lower half there is a great falling-off in the likeness, excepting that
+both animals have tails. But the tail of the sea-horse is a most useful
+appendage. The tiny creature can twine it round marine weeds and
+vegetables, and by this means drifts along with the current into far
+distant seas and strange climes. To this cause the occasional discovery
+of foreigners upon British coasts has been ascribed. With regard to the
+name of the cat-fish, one must not be quite so particular. There is, on
+a cursory glance, enough of the appearance of pussy about the head of
+this curious animal to explain how the title came to be applied to it.
+It strikes one as being rather a morose and surly creature, an
+impression that is fully borne out when one learns that it will fight
+desperately when captured.
+
+Though the flounders can scarcely be considered as other than common
+fishes, they always are worth watching. Tom Noddy was all head and no
+body, but they may be regarded as being nearly all body with very little
+head, and the two bright black eyes, which look as if they were "stuck
+on," give them a rather comical aspect. You will find them inquisitive,
+too. Put your finger in front of their tank, and they will all flock to
+see what it is. On the contrary, other fishes, such as the pike and
+carp, will remain stolid and indifferent to any movement you may make,
+and some, like the timorous trout--for which Isaak Walton loved to angle
+above any fish,--will be so dreadfully upset at the appearance of your
+digit that they will dart off in every direction.
+
+Little folk may be expected to feel special interest in the pikes, those
+"fresh-water wolves" and "tyrants of the rivers," as they have been
+styled in consequence of their ferocity. They thrive well despite their
+savage gluttony, and attain to a green old age. One was captured in a
+pond in Sweden, in 1449, with a ring round its neck, which bore an
+inscription which showed that it had been placed in the pond more than
+two hundred years before. However that may be, there is no doubt that
+the pike is a long liver. It is so destructive, that it will clear a
+pond of all the fishes, not hesitating to attack those even that are
+nearly as big as itself. There is a case on record of a pike fastening
+on the lips of a mule, which had been taken to drink in the pond. They
+have been known to bite at swans and geese, and altogether Jack Pike is
+a most voracious creature. It may be assumed also that it is unsociable,
+for it generally swims about by itself, and not in shoals or in
+companies like other fishes.
+
+[Illustration: IN THE ORCHARD. "_AN APPLE SONG_" (_p. 170_).]
+
+Among other inmates of this house which call for mention are carp,
+gobies, dace, roach, bullhead, gurnard, mullet, basse, and conger-eels.
+They lead a monotonous sort of life, swimming to and fro in their tanks,
+in a wearisome way. But their graceful movements and curious colours are
+worth notice. The conger-eels are comparatively small specimens. Those
+in the deep sea sometimes attain a gigantic size. They are able to use
+their tail as a hand, and have been known by means of it to seize the
+gunwale of the boat in which they were imprisoned and jump into the sea.
+
+[Illustration: THE MARINE BULLHEAD.]
+
+One of the quaintest and most interesting inmates of the house, however,
+is not a fish but an amphibian. There are two groups of amphibians, one
+called _tailless_--to which frogs and toads belong--and the other
+_tailed_, of which the newt and the axolotl are members. The Zoological
+Society are fortunate enough to possess specimens of both the black and
+white axolotl. This creature, which is a native of Mexico, has a strange
+life-history not unlike that of the frog. It has a sort of tadpole stage
+of existence, in which it is furnished with a collar of gills and lives
+in the water. After a while it loses its gills, and its tail and legs
+grow much less fish-like. There is a kind of lizard look about its
+permanent form. In the first period of its history it is styled
+_axolotl_; in the final period it becomes known as _amblystome_. They
+say its flesh is esteemed a delicacy in Mexico.
+
+Visitors seem to regard the anemones--the "most brilliant of living
+flower gardens," as Charles Kingsley called them--as useful in the way
+of ornament, and pass their tanks without paying further heed to them.
+This is not the case with respect to the diving birds, which are beyond
+all question the centre of attraction in the fish-house. The birds
+comprise a darter, a cormorant, a guillemot, and a penguin. The
+first-named is seldom seen in this country. It is a largish bird with
+webbed feet, long thin neck, and spear-like bill. When swimming in the
+water with its body entirely submerged, it looks not unlike a snake
+forging along. Hence it is also known as the snake-neck. The cormorant
+and darter, though here classed for convenience' sake among the divers,
+really belong to the pelican family. The guillemot is a diving bird
+found in the Northern seas, while the penguin may be looked upon as
+representing the divers of the Southern Ocean. The penguin is a most
+awkward bird ashore, but in its native element its movements are elegant
+and rapid. When the keeper has placed some food in the water-tank, the
+darter is fetched from its cage. The bird takes a swim round, then spots
+its prey and goes for it with unerring aim. Rising to the surface it
+throws the fish in the air, catches it in its beak, and bolts it with
+business-like despatch. It then goes fishing again, and after its wants
+have been supplied it returns to its house. The other three birds are
+allowed to dine together. There is no squabbling amongst them. Enough
+fishes are thrown in to keep them occupied for a few minutes. The speed
+with which the guillemot cuts the water is truly amazing. Once more one
+has an opportunity of noticing the clumsiness of the penguin when it
+tries to leave the water. At either end of the tank a platform with
+transverse bars is let down for the convenience of the birds, but the
+silly penguin, instead of going to the end of the platform and gradually
+working its way upward, sometimes endeavours to climb up the side, its
+frantic struggles to do so being ludicrous. It does not appear to
+possess sufficient sense to find its way out in the easiest manner, for
+Mr Keeper has to assist it with a long iron pole with a hook at the end,
+by means of which he pushes the bird along to the foot of the platform.
+The feeding of the birds is a very instructive performance. Unless some
+such occasion were afforded us of seeing these essentially aquatic birds
+in the water, one could not have the slightest idea of the power and
+grace of their movements.
+
+And in leaving the fish-house let me say that this educational value, so
+to speak, of the Zoological Gardens undoubtedly forms one of their
+strongest claims upon public support.
+
+JAMES A. MANSON.
+
+
+
+
+WHAT CAME OF A FOXGLOVE.
+
+A FAIRY STORY.
+
+
+Behind, before, in the branches of the trees, amongst the blades of
+grass, creeping under the mushrooms, swinging on the foxgloves, and
+clinging to the ragged-robin, were the fairies.
+
+Blanche and Belinda did not see them, because of the bright golden
+sunshine, which hides the fairies from mortal sight; but the fairies saw
+the two girls walking arm in arm through the wood.
+
+Blanche stooped to gather a splendid crimson foxglove, which she shook
+gently, saying,
+
+  "The bells shall ring
+  For the fairy king;
+  Ding, dong, bell!
+  Ding, dong, bell!"
+
+But, alas! as she shook it, no fewer than seven little fairy pages fell
+to the ground. They were not much hurt, but they were very indignant at
+being knocked about in that manner; also the feathers in their caps were
+much ruffled.
+
+They sprang to their feet feeling very angry, especially as the other
+fairies were laughing.
+
+  "We are the Queen's pages,
+  And very great our rage is!"
+
+they shouted.
+
+And then, as they looked more carefully at one another and saw how
+tossed and tumbled were their pretty suits of embroidered white velvet,
+they burst out crying, saying--
+
+  "We are not fit to be seen
+  By her Majesty the Queen;
+  Our clothes are all blue and green,
+  Who will wash and make them clean?"
+
+"I will," said the Fairy Queen; "I saw it all, and I am very angry.
+
+  My pages shall not be
+  Treated so shamefully!"
+
+And her face grew as red as a peony.
+
+But Blanche and Belinda knew nothing of all this; they had not any idea
+that the fairies were in the wood.
+
+Blanche had just thrown down the foxglove, for suddenly there issued out
+of every flower clusters of bees, that buzzed and hummed and made a
+dense cloud around the two little sisters until they could not see one
+another.
+
+
+II.
+
+And then--
+
+Why, suddenly all the bees disappeared as quickly as they had come, and
+all was sunshine and brightness again; and Belinda was not stung, though
+she looked at her arms and hands, and felt her forehead and cheeks and
+neck, expecting to be covered with great smarting lumps. Instead of
+which, she had never been freer from pain; and the world around had
+never looked so beautiful as it did to-day, with so many butterflies of
+divers colours, and great green dragon-flies, that she wondered where
+they all came from. The wood-path, too, grew more lovely, and patches of
+blue sky appeared through the branches of the trees.
+
+All at once she cried out--
+
+"Blanche! Blanche!"
+
+For Blanche was nowhere to be seen; and though she hunted in and out
+among the trees and bushes, she could not find her. No one answered,
+except the echoes repeating, "Blanche! Blanche! where are you?"
+
+[Illustration: "WALKING ARM IN ARM."]
+
+And then Belinda sat down, and she began to cry.
+
+[Illustration: "HE ... STOOD WITH HIS HAT IN HIS HAND."]
+
+
+III.
+
+Belinda cried for half an hour without stopping, and her eyes were
+swollen up, and her cheeks wet with tears. Some one was standing by her,
+and a voice was saying--
+
+  "Why are you crying, little girl, I pray,
+  On such a pleasant sunny summer day?
+  I'm a little packman, with my funny pack.
+  Such a weight! oh, such a weight! to carry on my back.
+  What will you buy, maiden? what will you buy?
+  Half a dozen handkerchiefs, to wipe your cheeks quite dry?"
+
+Belinda looked up, and in her surprise left off crying. Before her stood
+a small boy with a bundle of wheat over his shoulder. He looked tired
+and melancholy, and not by any means as jovial as might have been
+expected from his words.
+
+"Handkerchiefs!" said Belinda, disdainfully. "Why, you've nothing but a
+wisp of straw over your shoulder, and it can't be any weight."
+
+"Try it," said the boy, throwing it down upon the ground.
+
+But Belinda took no notice of it.
+
+"And you're not a packman, only a little boy," she said, angrily; "how
+can you tell such stories?"
+
+The melancholy-looking boy answered--
+
+  "Perhaps I'm a king in disguise,
+  Although of a very small size;
+  If you were a little more wise,
+  You might find in my pack a great prize.
+
+However, I'll leave it for you, and the first young gentleman you meet
+with will, perhaps, pick it up and carry it home for you; for you will
+soon find you are not able to lift it yourself."
+
+And so saying the boy turned away, and Belinda was again alone.
+
+"Not lift a few ears of corn," she said, giving a slight kick to the
+heap at her feet.
+
+But as her foot touched it it was no longer a bundle of wheat, but a
+sack tied close at the mouth, and it expanded until it was as large as
+Belinda herself. Added to which there appeared to be something alive in
+it, for it moved from side to side as though some creature were
+struggling inside.
+
+"Oh! perhaps it is Blanche!" exclaimed Belinda, "and the boy has brought
+her back. He said 'a great prize,' and a king in disguise. He may have
+been a fairy, who can tell?"
+
+And she tried to open the sack, but to no purpose, for she only tore
+her fingers and made them bleed, and the blood dropped down on her frock
+and stained it, and she grew very hot.
+
+There was a glassy pool close by, so she knelt down and bathed her hands
+and face; and as she rose up she caught sight of herself in the pool,
+and for a moment she scarcely knew herself, for she was dressed so
+grandly. She had on a pink satin gown and a white satin apron with
+cherry-coloured bows, and a gauze cap, and red shoes with gold buckles.
+
+"I wonder wherever these clothes could come from?" she said aloud.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+The sack gave a roll, and whatever might be within was evidently trying
+to get out. And again she called out--
+
+"Blanche! Blanche!"
+
+She tried to lift up the sack, for she thought if she could drag it
+along she might in time find some one who could open it.
+
+But she found that the melancholy boy was right, she could not move it.
+
+"And I am not likely to meet with any one in this part of the wood."
+
+
+IV.
+
+Some one was whistling in the distance.
+
+Belinda listened.
+
+Then she cried out, "Help! help!"
+
+The footsteps came nearer, and a boy in a fine suit came along. As soon
+as he saw Belinda he made a low bow, and stood with his hat in his hand.
+
+"This must be a gentleman," thought Belinda, "or he would not be so
+polite."
+
+But she did not speak.
+
+"Did you not cry out for help?" asked the youth.
+
+"Yes," replied Belinda; "I have lost Blanche, and I want some one to
+find her, and to help me to carry this bag; for I can't lift it, and I
+believe there is a prize in it."
+
+"Prize!" repeated the boy; "I should think there was! Why this bag is
+full of wonderful magic toys, and if you let them out they will search
+the world over until they find anything that you have lost. Where did
+you get them from?"
+
+"A boy with a bundle of corn brought the sack. At least it wasn't a
+sack, but it turned into one--and----"
+
+"It must have been Oberon himself, the King of the Fairies, you know,
+who brought the sack to you."
+
+[Illustration: "OUT RUSHED THE TOYS."]
+
+"Ah!" returned Belinda, "he did say something about a king in disguise,
+but I did not believe him."
+
+"Perhaps if you had been more polite," answered the boy, "you would have
+found Blanche back by this time, for he knows all about her. The Queen
+has carried her away because she knocked her little pages about."
+
+"Knocked her little pages about! you are as foolish as the other boy.
+But if you know so much, pray where has the Queen hidden her?"
+
+"How should I know?" replied the boy.
+
+"Oh, dear!" exclaimed Belinda, and she began to cry again.
+
+"Do be wise," said the boy; "crying does no good."
+
+"Wise, prize, size, disguise," murmured Belinda.
+
+"What are you saying?" he asked.
+
+"Oh, nothing!" said Belinda.
+
+"That is not true," he answered; "you said some words; say them again."
+
+And as Belinda repeated the words the boy lifted up the sack quite
+easily, and cut the string that fastened it, with his knife. And his
+clothes changed even as Belinda's had done. He wore now a sort of helmet
+with a plume of feathers in it, and a slashed dress; and he knelt down
+and opened the mouth of the sack. Ah! was not Belinda astonished, for
+out rushed the toys--such toys--all of them able to move about. One of
+them, a man on horseback, galloped away over a bridge, in the distance;
+another ran up the mountain with a donkey following after him. A woman
+and a little child next rushed down into the valley, so did a boy with a
+dog that did not look like a dog running behind him.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+To all of these the youth said--
+
+  "Now be kind,
+  Find, find, find!"
+
+Belinda gazed in astonishment, for never had she seen such toys before.
+
+"Now," said the boy, as a white horse with a cart behind it emerged from
+a heap of carriages and toy soldiers, "jump in, and you and I will drive
+about the world till we find Blanche."
+
+"But we can't possibly get in," returned Belinda; "it is too small for
+one, certainly for two."
+
+"Do not be stupid," said the boy; "almost all mischief comes from
+stupidity; get in whilst I hold the horse."
+
+How Belinda got into the little cart she did not know; but in it she was
+with the boy beside her, and he was driving as fast as he could go. And
+there was plenty of room for both.
+
+The toy soldiers had mounted their horses and were riding behind them
+and at the side of them, for the boy had said--
+
+"Mount quickly, guards."
+
+And as they went along, Belinda presently heard the man on horseback and
+the woman and all the magic toys come clattering after them as hard as
+they could come.
+
+"Ah!" observed the boy; "we are on the right path; the King has sent
+them after us."
+
+"The King!"
+
+"Yes; did you not see a toll-man on the bridge?"
+
+"No," answered Belinda; but she whispered to herself, "a king in
+disguise; wise, prize, size."
+
+"You are getting more sensible," said the boy, as he drove faster and
+faster till the white cart-horse seemed to turn into a race-horse, he
+went so swiftly.
+
+"There will be an accident," said Belinda.
+
+And so there was, for the cart-wheel flew off, and down went the cart,
+and Belinda and the boy were tumbled into a ditch, whence they
+scrambled out and rolled down a grassy slope, on and on and on, such a
+distance that Belinda felt quite giddy.
+
+"This is the end of the drive," said the boy; "we need not trouble about
+the horse and cart. Follow me."
+
+And Belinda followed him.
+
+He pushed aside the red chestnut flowers and the sycamore branches, and
+as he did so all the birds seemed to wake up, and to sing a wonderfully
+beautiful song. There were nightingales singing, though it was day, and
+the larks were carolling as blithely as at early morn. As for the
+thrushes, their voices were so clear that Belinda was sure she could
+hear the words they were saying.
+
+Of course it was poetry, only Belinda had never heard such beautiful
+poetry before.
+
+And the waterfall was singing, so was the brook, but they sang a
+different song.
+
+  "Lullaby, oh, lullaby!
+  Slumbering let the maiden lie,
+  Sweetest dreams shall float around her,
+  Magic blossoms shall surround her.
+  Fairy chains shall keep her still,
+  Fairy wand ward off all ill,
+  Gnat or fly shall not come nigh,
+  Lullaby, oh, lullaby!
+  Sleep, sweet maiden, fear no harm,
+  Potent is the fairy charm."
+
+"Oh, boy! are they talking about Blanche?"
+
+"Hush!" said he; "come quietly."
+
+Belinda came softly, and looked where he pointed, and would have cried
+out--
+
+"Blanche!"
+
+[Illustration]
+
+But the boy put his hand over her mouth.
+
+Nevertheless they had found Blanche.
+
+Yes! there she was fast asleep on a crimson cushion with tall white
+lilies and bright poppies and splendid foxgloves nodding all round her
+and drowsily ringing their sweet bells; whilst a flood of fairy light
+fell over her. She looked very happy, as though she were having pleasant
+dreams.
+
+"Kiss her," said the boy.
+
+And Belinda stooped and kissed her.
+
+And then Blanche opened wide her eyes, saying.
+
+"Where have you been?" she asked; "I have had such a nice sleep. It all
+came from the foxglove."
+
+Belinda looked round to thank the boy, but he had vanished.
+
+So had the cushion and the lilies, and the poppies.
+
+"Why it's the old woodpath again," murmured Belinda. "I know the place
+quite well. Size, wise, prize, disguise; disguise, prize, size, wise,"
+she repeated; "yes, the young gentleman must have been a king in
+disguise."
+
+Blanche looked surprised.
+
+"Yes, that is just what I was dreaming of. I thought I had really quite
+lost you, and he brought you to me."
+
+Perhaps the youth was Oberon; but if so, of course he never told them.
+
+"But he must have been a great many Oberons," Belinda went on, musing;
+"the melancholy packboy, the toll-man, the young gentleman! Ah! it is of
+no use thinking about it, one only gets confused."
+
+[Illustration: "SHE WAS FAST ASLEEP."]
+
+But if she had had ears to listen to fairy music, she would have heard
+this song:--
+
+      "Each little page
+      Hath lost his rage,
+      The punishment is o'er;
+      The sisters twain
+      Have met again,
+      To separate no more.
+  So 'tis decreed by Queen and King,
+  Who now the two together bring."
+
+JULIA GODDARD.
+
+
+
+
+DAISY AND DOLLY.
+
+
+  Beneath the poplars' leafy screen
+    The shade is cool and sweet,
+  Where Daisy sits like any queen--
+    The sunbeams kiss her feet,
+  Steal round the border of her dress,
+  And one white dimpled arm caress.
+
+  She holds her dainty parasol
+    Above her playmate's head,
+  Lest the hot sun should touch her doll,
+    And fade the lovely red
+  In dolly's rosy cheek that lies,
+  Or dim her beautiful blue eyes.
+
+  She weaves a pretty dream, I know,
+    All in the garden shady,
+  How dolly was, long, long ago,
+    A little fairy lady,
+  And held her court on a green, green knoll,
+  Ere she became a mortal doll.
+
+  She thinks her blue-eyed pet knows all
+    The solemn words she speaks,
+  And feels the kisses soft that fall
+    Upon her mouth and cheeks:
+  And often when I see the two
+  I wish I were the doll--don't you?  R.
+
+
+
+
+STORIES TOLD IN WESTMINSTER ABBEY.
+
+_By_ EDWIN HODDER ("OLD MERRY").
+
+III.--ROYAL FUNERALS IN THE ABBEY.
+
+On the occasion of our last visit to the Abbey, I told you a little
+about the coronations that have taken place within its walls, and apart
+from the venerable fane itself, the principal object connected with that
+long chain of events was the antique royal chair, standing in the Chapel
+of Edward the Confessor. Returning to the same spot, we will now look
+around us, and we soon see that we are in the midst of a burying-place
+of English kings. Sebert and his Queen Ethelgoda have their monument
+beside the gate at the entrance to the chapels; but there is no
+authentic account of a funeral here before that of Edward the Confessor,
+whose ashes, after three removals, repose in the shrine close beside us.
+
+It was on January 5th, 1066, just after the consecration of his
+beautiful new Abbey, that the soul of St. Edward passed away. Englishmen
+were filled with gloomy forebodings at the event. Crowds flocked to see
+the body as it lay in the palace, with an unearthly smile on its rosy
+cheeks, and with the long thin fingers interlaced across the bosom.
+
+Then, attired in royal robes, and bedecked with crown, crucifix, and
+golden chain, they laid the remains before the High Altar of the Abbey.
+His wife Edith was afterwards laid beside him. After the Conquest, royal
+personages for a time were buried in Normandy, till "the good Queen
+Maud," the wife of Henry I. and niece of Edgar Atheling, was laid
+beside the Confessor. In rebuilding the Abbey, Henry III. provided a new
+shrine, to which the remains of the now canonised Edward were removed,
+and in which (except for a short time) they have since remained.
+
+Behind the shrine the king placed some holy relics, including a tooth of
+St. Athanasius, and a stone said to show a footprint of our Lord. For
+fifty years Henry watched his new Abbey growing to completion, and
+determined it should be the burying-place of himself and the Plantagenet
+line. He was laid temporarily in the place from which the Confessor's
+bones had been taken. His son Edward I., returning from the Holy Land,
+brought home porphyry, slates, and precious marbles to build the tomb to
+which Henry's body was transferred about twenty years after his death.
+The Abbess of Fontevrault was then in London, and the late king's heart
+was delivered into her hands to be deposited in the foreign home of the
+Plantagenets.
+
+[Illustration: DAISY AND DOLLY. (_See p._ 176.)]
+
+Henceforward many royal personages were brought to be buried near the
+Confessor's shrine; but I shall only mention the more prominent. When
+Queen Eleanor died in 1291, the course of the funeral _cortége_ from
+Lincoln to London was marked by twelve memorial crosses, and the Abbots
+of Westminster were bound to have a hundred wax lights burning round her
+grave for ever on the anniversary of her death. In 1307, after having
+placed in the Confessor's Chapel the golden crown of the last Welsh
+Prince, Llewellyn, and the Stone of Fate from Scotland, Edward I. was
+himself brought here to lie beneath the rough monument, from which it
+was hoped that, in accordance with his dying wish, his bones might at
+some time be taken and carried through Scotland at the head of a
+conquering army.
+
+In 1394, Richard II. buried here his beloved Queen Anne, the friend of
+the followers of Wickliffe. The palace of Sheen in which she died was
+destroyed by her sorrowing husband, and immense sums were spent on her
+funeral. For asking to go away before the ceremony was completed, the
+Earl of Arundel was struck on the head with a cane by the king, and
+brought to the ground with his blood flowing on to the Abbey pavement.
+The affair caused so much delay, that darkness came on before all was
+over. The tomb that covers her remains was intended by her husband for
+both, but whether Richard II. sleeps in the tomb that bears his name or
+not must remain a matter of doubt. Henry IV. brought a corpse from
+Pontefract to Langley, and Henry V. transferred it to this tomb; but few
+believed it to be really the body of the murdered king.
+
+England had never seen a grander royal funeral than that of Henry V. He
+died at Vincennes, and with great pomp his body was brought by Paris to
+London. At every stage between Dover and London, and again at St.
+Paul's, and at the Abbey, funeral services were performed. The closing
+scenes were very impressive, as the funeral car, amidst a blaze of
+torches borne by hundreds of surpliced priests, and followed by his
+three favourite chargers, came up the nave to the altar steps. Room for
+the tomb was made by clearing away the holy relics behind the
+Confessor's shrine. Here was placed the magnificent piece of
+workmanship, which we now behold, a tomb below, and above a chantry, in
+which for a year thirty poor persons were to read the Psalter of the
+Virgin and special prayers for the repose of Henry's soul. At the back
+of the chantry hung the king's indented helmet (in all probability the
+one worn at Agincourt), his shield, and his saddle. In the arch beneath
+lies the headless effigy of Henry, the silver head having been carried
+off when Henry VIII. was robbing the churches.
+
+Henry VI. was very fond of the Abbey. He chose a place for his tomb, and
+even paid the first instalment for its erection, in readiness for his
+own demise. But the civil wars hindered its completion; and I have
+already told you how Henry VII. meant to raise a special chapel for him
+and altered his mind.
+
+We will pass on now into the Chapel of Henry VII., the grand mausoleum
+of a race of kings, who looked back (as Stanley points out) not to
+Saxon Edward, but to British Arthur, as their great ancestor. A gloomy
+porch conducts us into a blaze of splendour. Walls, ceilings, and arches
+are richly decorated; the "stone seems by the cunning labours of the
+chisel (says Washington Irving) to have been robbed of its weight and
+density, suspended aloft as if by magic." Nobody seems to be quite sure
+who was the architect of this beautiful piece of workmanship. The king
+lavished vast sums of money on the costly edifice, and left plenty with
+the abbot for its completion after his death. And in the stalls monks
+were to sing masses for the repose of his soul, "while the world lasts."
+
+In April, 1509, Henry died, and was placed beside his Queen, Elizabeth
+of York, in the great vault beneath the chapel floor. His mother,
+Margaret, Countess of Richmond, was brought here three months
+afterwards, of whom it was said, "Everyone that knew her loved her, and
+everything that she said or did became her." She endowed charities,
+founded colleges, ended the civil wars by marrying her son to Elizabeth
+of York, and protected Caxton in his early labours.
+
+At the Reformation there was a carrying off of relics, a rifling of
+tombs, and a temporary disturbance of the Confessor's bones. But the
+royal tombs saved the Abbey from destruction, although Protector
+Somerset was on the point of pulling it down to build his new palace in
+the Strand. Edward VI. was buried here, and Anne of Cleves, and then, in
+1558, came Queen Mary, the last English monarch interred with Roman
+Catholic solemnities. In the same tomb reposes her sister Elizabeth, at
+whose funeral the national mourning was intense. An old chronicler tells
+us that, as her coffin was borne through the streets crowded with
+spectators, "there was such a general sighing, groaning, and weeping, as
+the like hath not been seen or known in the memory of man; neither doth
+any history mention any people, time, or state, to make like lamentation
+for the death of their sovereign." The tomb was raised above the two
+sisters by James I. He also raised the monument to his mother, Mary
+Queen of Scots, in the south aisle, and had her body removed to it from
+Peterborough. Devout Scots visited this tomb, as the shrine of a saint,
+and many miracles were said to have taken place here.
+
+In the north aisle of this chapel, beside two infant children of James
+I., are the remains of the murdered princes brought from the Tower. In
+the south aisle lies Henry Frederick, Prince of Wales, of whom such high
+hopes were entertained. Two thousand mourners swelled his funeral
+procession, but no monument marks his resting-place. Three years later
+the corpse of Arabella Stuart, the king's cousin, whom some would have
+put in his place, was brought up the Thames from the Tower at midnight,
+and placed without ceremony in the tomb of Mary, Queen of Scots. James
+I. came here in 1625 and was laid in the tomb of Henry VII.
+
+Under the Commonwealth the royal monuments suffered no harm; their
+dilapidations date (as we have said) from Henry VIII's time. The mother,
+sister, and favourite daughter of Cromwell were buried here; the great
+Protector himself was interred in the august Chapel of Henry VII.
+amongst the royal dead. For two months the body lay in state at Somerset
+House in a room hung with black, and lit with innumerable black candles.
+Then there was a grand procession, a magnificent hearse, and the usual
+ceremonies of a royal funeral. On the 30th of January, 1661, Cromwell,
+Ireton, and Bradshaw were dragged from their tombs to Tyburn, and there
+hanged and beheaded. Their bodies were buried beneath the gallows, and
+their heads set up over Westminster Hall.
+
+Charles I. was to have been brought from Windsor to a grand tomb in the
+Abbey, but Charles II. applied the £70,000 voted for this purpose to
+other uses, and the matter dropped. This king's funeral was a hurried
+affair--it took place at night without pomp of any kind. To the same
+narrow vault was brought William III. Mary, after her death on December
+28th, 1694, had been interred here--"one of the saddest days," says
+Macaulay, "that Westminster had ever seen." She was the first English
+sovereign who was followed to her grave by both Houses of Parliament, as
+in other cases Parliament had expired with the sovereign.
+
+Eleven children of James II. and eighteen children of Queen Anne lie
+around the tomb of Mary, Queen of Scots. Queen Anne herself was brought
+in a coffin more enormous than that which inclosed the gigantic frame of
+her husband, Prince George, to the vault of her sister Mary. George II.
+and Queen Caroline repose in a black marble sarcophagus in the centre of
+the Chapel of Henry VII. And now Westminster Abbey ceased to be a
+burial-place of English kings and queens. George III. constructed a
+vault at Windsor for himself and his numerous family, and there his
+descendants have been interred.
+
+
+
+
+THE CHILDREN'S OWN GARDEN IN SEPTEMBER.
+
+
+The month of September is one of even more fickle and changeable a
+nature than most others; it is, however, one of very great importance to
+those who are desirous of securing plenty of geranium and other
+cuttings, for the next summer's work; because, should the month by
+chance happen to be a dry one, it will be almost impossible to obtain
+very many in consequence of so little growth being made. If, on the
+other hand, plenty of rain fall during the latter part of August and
+throughout September growth will be made both rapidly and vigorously,
+whereby cuttings can be taken almost _ad infinitum_. When the weather is
+of a congenial nature, perhaps few months in the year are more enjoyable
+in one's garden than that of September.
+
+                *       *       *       *       *
+
+The present month is the best one in which to consider the various
+effects--good or bad--which have been secured by growing certain plants
+in juxta-position with others. All incongruities or extremes arising
+from misplaced judgment or uncertain taste should be at once noted in a
+pocket-book reserved exclusively for gardening notes, comments, &c. It
+is ever so much easier to determine the proper positions of various
+colours, and situations of certain plants, when they are at the
+perfection of their beauty, than it is to allot them to certain
+imaginary quarters on plans, however skilfully drawn up, in winter.
+Indeed, it may be stated without reservation, that the only satisfactory
+means of insuring an harmonious blending and contrast of colours is by
+comparing the relative position which one plant of a certain colour and
+habit should occupy to another and different plant, when growth is
+perfected.
+
+                *       *       *       *       *
+
+Most bedding plants can be induced to continue flowering for a
+considerable period longer, if deprived of their seed-vessels so soon as
+these are formed, than they would otherwise do; geraniums, more
+especially. Not only does it hasten their decay to allow seeds to ripen,
+but materially enfeebles the entire plant. It is wise to secure as much
+beauty as is possible just now from your gardens, as a single and
+unexpected frosty night will destroy almost everything; nothing is more
+ephemeral than floral beauty.
+
+                *       *       *       *       *
+
+As last month, the chief attractions in the garden will be dahlias and
+hollyhocks; fine displays of roses often delight us throughout the
+autumnal months, and the last rose of summer charms us quite as much as
+the first one of spring. Rose-cuttings may still be taken, and those
+inserted last month should by this time be well-rooted plants, if
+properly treated, and must at once undergo a process of being gradually
+hardened off to the open air. Growing rose-shoots, having plenty of
+buds, must be carefully tied in. As regards very strong-growing plants
+which will need keeping within bounds, the operation of cutting them
+back requires the very greatest care, and our readers should get a
+practical gardener, if possible, to point out those which need trimming,
+and those to be left alone. Most young people possessing a knife
+generally commence sundry manoeuvres on the first plant or tree within
+reach, and generally with very disastrous results. Trimming and pruning
+of all sorts should, therefore, be only done by practical hands, and
+then the life of the plant will be in pretty safe keeping.
+
+                *       *       *       *       *
+
+Dahlias will require plenty of attention until frost commences its
+havocs; shoots will need thinning, and the branches must be secured to
+stout stakes firmly placed in the earth; autumnal winds wreak great
+destruction among such branches as are insecurely made fast, and a
+number of handsome blooms are thus destroyed without coming to
+perfection. Insects are very fond of infesting dahlias, and their
+depredations must be guarded against. Hollyhocks, if entirely free from
+disease, will still be handsome objects, but their beauty will be
+somewhat on the wane; seeds may be saved from the best flowers, and
+should be sown at once in a pan of light sandy soil, and placed in a
+cold frame. Rooted layers of carnations of all sorts and of every
+section should now be planted out into a rich light soil, or, what is
+more preferable, two can be placed in a 5-inch or 6-inch pot, and
+wintered thus under glass. Asters of various kinds, such as Chinese and
+German, will now be in full beauty, and where large single flower-heads
+are a desideratum, only two or three must be allowed beyond the bud
+stage. Asters are among the prettiest of autumn flowers, and for
+children's gardens we would recommend what are known as "Dwarf Bouquet."
+
+                *       *       *       *       *
+
+The present month is the one during which all tender or half-hardy
+plants used in summer gardening are "housed," or removed to their winter
+quarters under glass. It is courting failure to allow such plants as
+chrysanthemums, auriculas, geraniums, and many others, to be exposed to
+the influence of cold, frosty nights, as when the "fell destroyer"
+commences to exert its power all plants touched by it rapidly decay.
+Gladioli will now be clothed in the full glory of their gaudy, but
+handsome dress; they are comparatively easy to manage in well-drained
+spots, and being such continuous bloomers, at least three or four or
+even half a dozen should be in every small garden. In winter they must
+be covered by about six inches of litter; but in cold and ill-drained
+soils it will be safer to take the roots up during October, keeping
+these in a dry situation until the following spring.
+
+
+
+
+LEGENDS OF THE FLOWERS.
+
+THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL.
+
+
+  When skies are bright and winter's o'er,
+  And leaves and flowers return once more,
+  A little blossom 'mongst the grass
+  Peeps at wayfarers as they pass.
+
+  'Mongst gayer buds of larger size
+  It modest opes its purple eyes;
+  And those who love the flowers know well
+  The little Scarlet Pimpernel.
+
+  It hath a story of its own,
+  That unto country-folk is known;
+  For Nature's hand hath given it strange
+  Perception of the weather's change.
+
+  If clear will be the day, and fair,
+  It opens wide its petals rare;
+  But if the clouds should threaten rain,
+  It shuts them up quite close again.
+
+  The shepherds love the little flower
+  That tells them of the changeful hour,
+  And many a one asks, "Tell me, pray,
+  What weather there will be to-day."
+
+  And so in time another name,
+  In honour of its rare gift, came;
+  And the wee blossom 'mongst the grass
+  Was called the "Shepherd's Weather-glass."
+
+
+
+
+Our Music Page.
+
+
+"Let's away to the Woods."
+
+_In moderate time._
+
+_Words and Music by_ CHARLES BASSETT.
+
+VOICE.
+
+1. The tints of the trees are mellowing down From their summer green to
+a russet brown, And many a harvest is over and past, For Autumn has
+chas'd away Summer at last.
+
+2. The summer's warm glow has not died from the land, But is seen and
+felt upon ev'ry hand; From the orchard where apples hang ripe on the
+trees, To the thicket where nuts nod and dance in the breeze.
+
+3. The birds sweetly sing as they soar in the sky, And the squirrels
+frisk in the branches high; And it makes me as happy and merry as they
+To roam in the woods on a bright autumn day.
+
+Then away, let's away to the woods, Where the nuts and
+blackberries grow, Where the flow'rs at our feet send forth fragrance
+sweet--To the woods, to the woods let us go!... To the woods let us
+go!....
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: THE EDITOR'S POCKET-BOOK.
+
+JOTTINGS AND PENCILLINGS, HERE, THERE AND EVERYWHERE]
+
+
+Who were the Janizaries?
+
+About 1330 the Sultan Orkhan formed a military force out of Christian
+prisoners who had been compelled to become Mohammedans, and to these was
+given the name of Janizaries, from two Turkish words meaning new troops.
+A few years later they were more regularly organised, and granted
+special privileges, their number being increased to 10,000. Though for a
+time their ranks continued to be recruited from Christian prisoners, the
+service began, at length, to attract young Turks. Their chief officer,
+called the _aga_, wielded almost unlimited power. They fought on foot
+and were noted for the impetuosity of their charge. In course of time
+they manifested a rebellious spirit, often being the cause of
+conspiracies, riots, atrocities, and assassinations of rulers,
+statesmen, and high officials, and ultimately they grew to be more
+formidable to the Sultan than even foreign foes. Attempts to disband
+them were unsuccessful till Sultan Mahmoud II. finding himself opposed
+by them in 1826, managed to excite against them the fanatical zeal of
+other portions of his troops. Deserted by their _aga_ and other
+officers, they were utterly crushed, their barracks were burned, and
+their force was declared, on June 17, 1826, to be for ever dissolved. It
+is estimated that 15,000 of them were executed and more than 20,000
+banished. In this way this once famous body of men was extinguished.
+
+
+A Canine Guide.
+
+A Lincolnshire farmer has a dog that for practical wisdom will compare
+favourably with most men. Should its master leave anything--such as a
+stick or gloves--on the farm, he has but to make known by a sign the
+fact of his loss when off the dog will trudge, and not come home till it
+has found the missing article. It will permit a well-dressed man to
+enter the farm-yard by day, but should a beggar put in an appearance
+this respecter of persons will gently seize him by his clothes and see
+him safely off the premises. By night, however, all strangers approach
+at their peril. The farmer's sister lives on the adjoining farm,
+communication between the two farms being obtained by means of a single
+plank across the deep ditch that separates them. Sometimes the farmer's
+children want to visit their aunt, and they are always entrusted to the
+care of the dog. It marshals them in a small troop, conducts them to the
+bridge, where a halt is called. The bairns are then taken over one by
+one, doggie seizing hold from behind of the child's dress. It then waits
+for the return journey and escorts them home in the same way.
+
+
+The Taming of Bucephalus.
+
+Bucephalus, the famous steed of Alexander the Great, is said to have
+been broken in in the following manner. The horse was so fierce and
+unmanageable that no one would ride it. It had broken one man's neck,
+another man's leg, and seriously injured several others. An animal with
+such a reputation no doubt excited a good deal of attention, and
+Alexander was one day watching it in the Hippodrome or Circus, when it
+struck him that the horse was rendered ungovernable by fear of its own
+shadow. Accordingly he mounted it, and running it against the sun--so
+that its shadow fell behind--in due time succeeded in thoroughly
+subduing it. Tradition stated that through being the first to break in
+Bucephalus--which became his favourite charger--Alexander had fulfilled
+the condition which had been declared by an oracle to be necessary to
+his gaining the crown of Macedon.
+
+
+The Price of a Picture by Landseer.
+
+Sir Edwin Landseer's magnificent stag-picture called, "The Monarch of
+the Glen," and well known all over the world from engravings, was
+recently exposed to auction, when it fetched the enormous price of
+£6,510. It is said that the painter sold it off his easel for 800
+guineas. The bidding at the sale began at £2,000, and by bids of one
+hundred guineas reached £4,000, at which price it was hoped that it
+might have been secured for the National Gallery. The competition,
+however, continued beyond that sum, until the picture was sold for 6,200
+guineas. Only one other picture by Landseer has brought a higher
+price--namely, the famous Polar Bear subject, "Man proposes, but God
+disposes," which realised £6,615.
+
+
+"Ignoramus."
+
+As commonly used nowadays this term is equivalent to "dunce," but it was
+originally employed as a law term. It is a Latin word, and literally
+translated means, "we do not know." In former days when a grand jury
+considered that a bill or indictment was not supported by sufficient
+evidence to prove the need for a trial, they wrote the word "ignoramus"
+on the back of it, signifying that they rejected it. The words used in
+present practice are simply "not a true bill," or "not found." But in
+course of time the old Latin term was made serviceable, as we have seen,
+in a new way.
+
+
+Saved by South Sea Islanders.
+
+Considering the reputation that most of the South Sea Islands used to
+enjoy for cannibalistic practices, it is pleasing to read that the
+natives of one of the isles in the Marshall group in the South Pacific
+Ocean rescued the crew of a vessel wrecked near Ujaal Island. A number
+of natives went in their boats to the wreck and took off the crew and a
+lady passenger, conveying them to an island some fifteen miles from the
+spot where the ship was lost, and treating them with great kindness.
+Tents were erected out of the sails of the wrecked vessel, which were
+removed for the purpose.
+
+
+A Strange Vow.
+
+Not long since there died in a workhouse in Southwark a pedlar who used
+to sell odds-and-ends on a tray on London Bridge, and who pretended to
+be deaf and dumb. It is said that, though clothed in rags, he was a
+Swiss gentleman of means who, stung by remorse, had vowed not to open
+his lips for ten years, to go bareheaded and barefooted, and to abandon
+for twenty years all the advantages of his fortune. His vow was rigidly
+kept, and at the period of his death he was in the fourteenth year of
+his singular penance.
+
+
+Honour among Cats.
+
+Seeing that pussy is by no means friendly to birds, it is rather
+gratifying to hear of a cat that was entrusted with the care of a
+shopful of birds and was true to her trust. She was shut in the shop for
+the purpose of doing battle with such rats and mice as might put in an
+appearance; and discharged this duty with signal success. Yet though it
+may have been--at first at any rate--a sore trial to her to keep her
+paws off the birds, she was able to resist every temptation to gratify
+her natural tastes, and might even have been seen quietly snoozing on
+the top of one of the cages.
+
+
+Memory in Parrots.
+
+These birds have retentive memories. A parrot that belonged to a lady
+recognised a black servant after three years' absence. Another bird was
+so fierce that no one in the house liked to touch it, but it would allow
+a lady visitor to handle it with impunity. It was at last given away, as
+its ill temper seemed incurable. About three years later this lady
+called upon a friend, when a parrot in the corner of the room became
+greatly excited. As it was generally very quiet in its demeanour, its
+mistress remarked the unusual behaviour, but her visitor on going up to
+the cage recognised her old friend of the savage disposition, which had
+not forgotten her. When she spoke to it the bird was much pleased, and
+came on to her hand and fondled her.
+
+
+The Clock-tower in Darmstadt Palace.
+
+The residential palace in Darmstadt, where Queen Victoria made a brief
+stay in the spring of this year, has a clock-tower the chimes in which
+discourse sweet music four times every hour. At the first quarter they
+strike up a verse of the stirring "Watch on the Rhine;" at the half-hour
+the familiar notes of "God save the Queen" fall upon the listener's ear;
+at the third quarter an air from the well-known opera of the "Marriage
+of Figaro," enlivens the palace; while the hour is hailed with the
+bridal chorus from Wagner's "Lohengrin."
+
+
+Oiling the Waves.
+
+During the last two or three years a good deal has been heard of
+experiments for calming an angry sea by pouring oil upon the troubled
+waters. This has been proved to have a marked effect, but it is
+interesting to note that the idea is by no means new. In 1844
+experiments were made in the North Sea, with a view to test this special
+property, and though several gallons were used on the occasion, no
+diminution of their rage was noticed in the waves. Captain Wilkes,
+however, the commander of the United States Exploring Expedition in
+the Antarctic Ocean, 1838-42, observed that the oil leaking from a
+whaler had a stilling influence upon the sea. And this quite agrees with
+the result of nearly, if not all, recent trials.
+
+[Illustration: ACTIVE VOLCANO IN RÉUNION.]
+
+
+Spider Knicknacks.
+
+A large trade is done at Santa Barbara, in South California, in the
+preparation of stuffed specimens of a big, ugly, vicious, poisonous
+spider. Cards decorated with these insect monsters are readily bought by
+tourists, by museums, and by science schools. This spider excites great
+curiosity on account of the nest with trap-door which it constructs with
+much skill, but though its native valleys abound with countless numbers
+of the homes and tunnels, yet hardly a living spider can be seen. It is
+for this reason, doubtless, that the demand for stuffed specimens is so
+considerable as to engage wholesale merchants as well as retail
+shopkeepers in meeting its supply.
+
+
+An Affectionate Dog.
+
+Early this year, a lady died in New York. She had had a Skye terrier as
+a pet for twelve years, and during the two months of her illness it
+remained by her bed. After the funeral it took up its old position by
+the bed, refusing to eat. A few days afterwards it found a pair of its
+mistress's shoes which had been thrown out of doors. The faithful animal
+brought them in its mouth to the bedroom, placed them on the floor, laid
+its fore paws and head across them, and continued in this position for
+several hours. Early one morning its mournful cries aroused the
+household, and exactly a week, to the very hour, after its mistress's
+death, the poor terrier expired beside the bed, its head and paws still
+resting on the cast-off shoes. This story shows how keenly some animals
+feel the loss of those who have treated them kindly.
+
+
+A Sagacious Cavalry Horse.
+
+Some weeks since a gentleman was knocked down by a cab in a busy street
+in London, and owed his escape from what might have proved a fatal
+accident to the sagacity of the horse by which the cab was driven. The
+hansom cab was going along at an ordinary pace, and the gentleman (who
+carried a bundle of papers) tried to pass it. In doing so he was knocked
+down, his papers were scattered, and he was himself in imminent danger
+of being run over, as the driver did not notice the accident in time to
+pull up. The horse, however, happened to be an old cavalry horse, and it
+neatly stepped over the prostrate body of the gentleman and stopped just
+as the wheels of the vehicle had reached his body. The gentleman was
+then dragged from his perilous position, much shaken and frightened, but
+in other respects uninjured.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+What is a Nabob?
+
+You have now and again met with the phrase, "rich as a nabob," and have
+perhaps wondered what a nabob had to do with riches. I will tell you.
+Under the Mogul Empire the provinces of India were administered by
+deputies called _nawâb_, who commonly amassed great wealth and lived in
+much splendour. The title was used under British rule, but became
+gradually corrupted into _nabob_. In course of time it was applied
+generally to all natives who had grown rich, and latterly it was
+bestowed--more often in a derisive sense--upon Europeans who, having
+made large fortunes in India, returned to their native land and spent
+their money in a luxurious and ostentatious way.
+
+
+A Curious Volcano.
+
+Most active volcanoes have nothing very remarkable about them so far as
+the discharge of lava is concerned. In the Isle of Bourbon or Réunion,
+which lies in the Indian Ocean, there is, however, a volcano which is in
+a state of eruption twice every year. It occupies about one-sixth of the
+whole island, it often changes its crater, and the streams of lava
+sometimes reach to the sea. The surrounding district is called the
+Burned Land, from the desert aspect which it always wears. From the
+accompanying picture it will be seen that this volcano occasionally has
+several sources of lava.
+
+
+
+
+The "Little Folks" Humane Society.
+
+_THIRTY-FIRST LIST OF OFFICERS AND MEMBERS._
+
+
+_Officers' Names are printed in Small Capital Letters, and the Names of
+their Members are printed beneath. Where a short line, thus "----," is
+printed, the end of an Officer's List is indicated._
+
+                             AGE
+    44278 A. M. M. Weeks                   13
+    44279 Frank George                     11
+    44280 E. M. Hilling                    11
+    44281 Annie Ball                       14
+    44282 Herbert Kitchener, Islington, L  15
+    44283 James Baker                      10
+    44284 Fredk. Morley                    11
+    44285 Charles Russell                  12
+    44286 George Freeman                   13
+    44287 Ernest West                       9
+    44288 Edward Frayer                    13
+    44289 Albert Logsdon                   11
+    44290 William West                     10
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+    45619 Wm. H. Hunsley                   15
+    45620 Arthur Shardlow                   5
+    45621 M. E. Shardlow                    8
+    45622 Mary Bacon                       16
+    45623 E. Stevenson                     20
+    45624 William Allcock                  14
+    45625 Annie Allcock                    18
+    45626 Willie. E. Smith                  6
+    45627 John A. J. Smith                 10
+    45628 Harry G. Smith                    8
+    45629 Emily A. Smith                   12
+    45630 Ralph R. Allen                   12
+    45631 Charles Smith                    11
+    45632 Marian E. Phipps                 10
+    45633 F. M. D. Lindsey                 14
+    45634 A. R. Roberts                    11
+    45635 Howard Evans                     13
+    45636 R. F. Woodward                   13
+    45637 A. M. Aldington                  13
+    45638 Edith Neale                      10
+    45639 R. C. Trousdale                   7
+    45640 C. W. Trousdale                   8
+    45641 E. M. Trousdale                  10
+    45642 Angela Mallmann                  12
+    45643 Eleanor F. Fox                    9
+    45644 Elizabeth M. Fox                 10
+    45645 H. M. Grieve                     15
+    45646 E. J. Simpson                    15
+    45647 C. B. Shaw                       11
+    45648 John F. Badeley                   9
+    45649 Leslie Neale                      9
+    45650 Lilly Pritchard                   9
+    45651 Lizzie M. Rudge                  20
+    45652 Mary Waite                       11
+    45653 Emily Stokes                      7
+    45654 Sarah Smith                      13
+    45655 Gertie Rudge                      9
+    45656 Lilly Washband                    9
+    45657 Hetty West                        8
+    45658 Emily Waite                      12
+    45659 Mary A. Davis                    10
+    45660 Alice Stokes                     10
+    45661 Martha Jakeman                   10
+    45662 Caroline Jakeman                 16
+    45663 Eliza Freeman                    10
+    45664 Lizzie Pritchard                 13
+    45665 Arthur Stokes                    12
+    45666 ARCHIBALD S. HOCKING, Junction
+          Rd., Lond.                       14
+    45667 Ada Brooking                     18
+    45668 George A. Haines                 17
+    45669 Blanch Smith                     11
+    45670 Lily Smith                        8
+    45671 Fredk. Smith                     14
+    45672 Alfred Lamb                      14
+    45673 Chas. F. Chappell                16
+    45674 A. J. Chapman                    15
+    45675 Frank Evans                       9
+    45676 Ellen Nash                       18
+    45677 Florence Smith                   11
+    45678 Thomas Digby                     12
+    45679 Arthur Beadles                   14
+    45680 Charles Nichols                  14
+    45681 James Teasdale                   15
+    45682 Alice Digby                      13
+    45683 Edward Withers                   16
+    45684 Walter Amor                      15
+    45685 A. Woodliffe                     11
+    45686 William Druigne                  14
+    45687 William Baugham                  15
+    45688 J. H. G. Baugham                 13
+    45689 Edith Hocking                    13
+    45690 Neville Clifton                  15
+    45691 Henry Colebrook                  11
+    45692 Henry Courtier                   10
+    45693 Godfry McCullock                  9
+    45694 John Rowley                      17
+    45695 S. T. Colebrook                  13
+    45696 George Pettit                    12
+    45697 T. A. B. Carver                  14
+    45698 Emma Langton                     13
+    45699 William Lown                     14
+    45700 Rose Smith                       20
+    45701 Lily Smith                       18
+    45702 Flrnce. Newman                   15
+    45703 Lucy Ruddle                      14
+    45704 T. W. Woodliffe                  15
+    45705 Robert Thomas                    14
+    45706 Alfred W. Ward                   14
+    45707 Ernest Furley                    14
+    45708 H. Monnickendam                  15
+    45709 C. W. Fowler                     14
+    45710 Wm. Colebrooks                    9
+    45711 A. W. Dadson                     14
+    45712 G. H. Bassett                    15
+    45713 Fredk. Nichols                   11
+    45714 Lewis B. Brown                   14
+    45715 Harold Deakin                    16
+    45716 John Fidler                      14
+    45717 Cecil R. Littlejohn              14
+    45718 A. E. Speaight                   13
+    45719 H. E. Hopkins                    13
+    45720 Clara Curling                    10
+    45721 Jennie Hewitt                    13
+    45722 Annie Crossman,
+          Limehouse, London                12
+    45723 Annie Mills                      14
+    45724 Florence Harvey                  11
+    45725 F. M. Cullum                     11
+    45726 Emma Rae                         11
+    45727 Eliza Elston                     10
+    45728 Christina Hayes                  12
+    45729 Martha Markham                    9
+    45730 Ada Wickett                       9
+    45731 Florence Knight                   9
+    45732 Florence Hart                    14
+    45733 Florence Cable                    9
+    45734 Nell Hepworth                    11
+    45735 Alice Baker                      11
+    45736 Ellen Felgate                    13
+    45737 Kate Cable                       13
+    45738 Daisy Hooker                      7
+    45739 John Bowller                      7
+    45740 Samuel Bowller                   11
+    45741 Sarah Terry                      12
+    45742 Elizabeth Smith                  13
+    45743 Mary Rogers                      10
+    45744 Elizbth. E. Gibbs                11
+    45745 Minnie Miller                    14
+    45746 Lilian Skelton                   11
+    45747 Maud Clegg                        7
+    45748 Maud Bristow                      9
+    45749 Martha Goodman                   18
+    45750 Mary Gapp                         7
+    45751 Louisa Pomeroll                   8
+    45752 Fredk Fowler                     17
+    45753 Emily Gapp                       13
+    45754 Janet Dunk                       14
+    45755 John Dixon                       10
+    45756 Minnie Pomeroll                  12
+    45757 Ernest Cutting                   12
+    45758 Gertrude Cutting                  8
+    45759 Ada Cutting                       7
+    45760 Geo. C. Hudson                    9
+    45761 Wm. C. Hudson                    11
+    45762 Henrietta Davis                   9
+    45763 Laura J. Davis                    8
+    45764 W. H. Davis                       3
+    45765 Ellen L. Davis                    6
+    45766 Minnie Witten                    10
+    45767 Ellen Fowler                     17
+    45768 Leopold Bland                    13
+    45769 Caroline Hart                    11
+    45770 Wm. T. Bright                    17
+    45771 C. E. Ayscough                   15
+    45772 Maud Hicks                        8
+    45773 Myra Whittle                     15
+
+
+[_Officers and Members are referred to a Special Notice on page 55._]
+
+
+
+
+TRUE STORIES ABOUT PETS, ANECDOTES, &c.
+
+AN AFFECTIONATE PARROT.
+
+
+DEAR MR. EDITOR,--The little anecdote I am going to tell you is about a
+parrot my aunt once had--named, of course, Polly. She had been taught
+many funny and amusing speeches, among which she used to say to a canary
+that hung in the same room, "Pretty Poll, shabby canary;" and when the
+canary sang she would cry out, "Oh, what a noise! what a noise!" My aunt
+having been very ill, had not seen Polly for a long time, not being able
+to bear her noisy talking; but one day feeling better, she asked to see
+her. She was brought to her room, but seemed very quiet. My aunt, who
+could not understand why she was so unusually quiet, called to her,
+"Polly, come and kiss me!" The poor bird flew to her mistress, laid her
+beak on her lips, and died, it is supposed, of her great joy at again
+seeing her mistress, after grieving so long at her absence.
+
+EMILY F. WOOLF.
+(Aged 15.)
+_138, Edgware Road, London, W._
+
+
+TWO FUNNY CATS.
+
+DEAR MR. EDITOR,--The following little stories are quite true. A friend
+of mine told me of a cat of hers which was in the room with its master
+(my friend's father), who was asleep sitting on an arm-chair. The cat
+wanted to go out of the room, but could not, as the door was shut. So
+she went and patted her master on the ear, then walked away to the door
+and scratched at it until it was opened for her. She is a very clever
+cat, and can learn anything you teach her in a few minutes. I also know
+of another cat who never laps her milk, but always puts her paw in the
+saucer and then licks the milk off of it again.
+
+A. E. GREEN.
+_Hainault Lodge, near Chigwell._
+(Aged 12.)
+
+
+AN INGENIOUS RAT.
+
+DEAR MR. EDITOR,--A London carpenter whom I know for a long time
+constantly found the oil-bottle attached to his lathe emptied of its
+contents. Various plans were devised to find out the thief, but they all
+failed. At last the man determined to watch. Through a hole in the door
+he peeped for some time. By-and-by he heard a gentle noise; something
+was creeping up the framework of the lathe. It was a fine rat. Planting
+itself on the edge of the lathe, the ingenious creature popped its tail
+inside of the bottle, then drew it out and licked off the oil. This it
+continued to do until nearly every drop of oil was taken from the
+bottle.
+
+EDWIN RIPPIN.
+_Osbournby, Lincolnshire._
+(Aged 14.)
+
+
+A CANARY PLAYING HIDE-AND-SEEK.
+
+DEAR MR. EDITOR,--One day a few months ago we had let one of our
+canaries out of his cage, and forgetting that he was out we left open
+the door of the room where he was. When we remembered the bird we were
+much afraid lest he should have flown out of the room. We hunted high
+and low, calling his name, "Carmen," to which he often answers with a
+chirp. At last I happened to push aside a little low stool, and there,
+crouching down so as not to be found (as he dislikes being put into his
+cage) was Carmen. He has tried since then to hide; but we know his
+tricks, so he is unsuccessful.
+
+CONSTANCE BARKWORTH.
+_3, Ilchester Gardens, Bayswater._
+(Aged 13¼.)
+
+
+NOTE.--Each Story, Anecdote, &c., when sent to the Editor, must be
+certified by a Parent, Teacher, or other responsible person, as being
+both _True and Original_.
+
+
+THE "LITTLE FOLKS" ANNUAL FOR 1885.
+
+The Editor desires to inform his Readers that the "LITTLE FOLKS" ANNUAL
+for 1885 will be published, as usual, on the 25TH OF OCTOBER. Further
+particulars will be shortly announced.
+
+
+
+
+OUR LITTLE FOLKS' OWN CORNER.
+
+ANSWER TO "PICTURE STORY WANTING WORDS" (p. 64).
+
+FIRST PRIZE STORY.
+
+
+"I am afraid one of them must go, Helen."
+
+"Oh, Maurice, really? Father gave them to us," and Helen Claire raised
+her soft, tearful, brown eyes to her brother's face.
+
+"Yes, dear, 'tis hard to part with either Diamond or Ruby, but then it
+is for Dora's sake."
+
+"I can't give up Ruby, Maurice!" faltered Helen, with quivering lips.
+
+Maurice made no reply, but glanced across to the chair where two frisky
+little spaniels sat watching them with bright eyes. Ruby, hearing his
+name, stood up, looking ready for any amount of mischief.
+
+"Mine shall go, Helen, after all," he added, quickly. "I think Ruby,
+perhaps, is more engaging, and fonder of us than Diamond."
+
+But you will want to know the cause of this giving-up of so beloved a
+little playfellow.
+
+Maurice and Helen Claire lived in a small, shabby house, with their
+mother and little sister Dora. Poor children! For nearly a year now they
+had been, as far as they knew, fatherless. Captain Claire had never
+returned from his last voyage. His ship had been reported as missing;
+and the once happy home of the Claires had been left for a small house
+in a busy town. Maurice and Helen, healthy, hopeful children, bore up
+well enough under their reduced circumstances. But fragile little Dora
+had begun slowly to droop. The doctor ordered change of air to some
+seaside place. So it was that Maurice had announced that they must sell
+one of the dogs--their father's parting gift.
+
+Maurice having decided between Diamond and Ruby, took up his cap, and
+went out, leaving Helen alone. Hardly had he gone, when a little girl,
+with long fair curls, and dreamy blue eyes, stole softly in. She sat
+down on the sofa with a weary sigh.
+
+"Dora," began Helen, "you will go to the seaside yet."
+
+"Oh! shall I?" cried Dora, clasping her thin white hands.
+
+"Yes, Maurice is going to sell Diamond."
+
+"Oh!"
+
+The pretty flush which the pleasant news had brought to her face died
+away.
+
+"Oh, no, Helen! I couldn't let Maurice sell Diamond only for me; that
+would be too selfish!"
+
+"Dora, you _must_ go! and--Maurice doesn't mind so much."
+
+Dora smiled wistfully. "You don't know how fond he is of Diamond," she
+said.
+
+This conversation was suddenly interrupted by a thundering knock at the
+front door; and, a few minutes later, a gentleman was ushered into the
+room.
+
+"Father!" screamed Dora, springing forward.
+
+And in another moment both children were locked in his arms.
+
+What a happy evening that was! Captain Claire soon explained how the
+ship had been wrecked, and he, after being picked up, was ill for a long
+time. Then, since his recovery, he had been seeking his wife and
+children, for the old home was deserted. Soon, however, a happy party
+returned there again. Dora grew bright and strong, while Diamond and
+Ruby were greater pets than ever.
+
+CATHERINE A. MORIN.
+_6, Clarendon Square, Leamington._(Aged 15¾.)
+Certified by ALICE MORIN (Mother).
+
+
+LIST OF HONOUR.
+
+_First Prize (One-Guinea Book), with Officer's Medal of the "Little
+Folks" Legion of Honour_;--CATHERINE A. MORIN (15¾), 6, Clarendon
+Square, Leamington. _Second Prize (Seven-Shilling-and-Sixpenny Book),
+with Officer's Medal_:--EMILY GITTINS (13½), 14, Philip Road, Peckham
+Rye, S.E. _Honourable Mention, with Member's Medal_:--ETHEL M. ANGUS
+(14½), North Ashfield, Newcastle-on-Tyne; MILDRED CROMPTON-ROBERTS (13),
+16, Belgrave Square, London, S.W.; LOUIE DEBENHAM (15), Presteigne,
+Radnorshire; CLIFFORD CRAWFORD (11¾), 21, Windsor Street, Edinburgh;
+LOUIE W. SMITH (15), 11, Woodside Terrace, Glasgow; JULIA ELDRED (14),
+Truro Vean Cottage, Truro; EDITH B. JOWETT (15¾), Thackley Road, Idle,
+near Bradford; MADELINE DE L'ECUYER (12), Château du Rohello par Baden,
+Morbihan, France; EMILY W. WALL (15), The Hill House, Warwick; BLANCHE
+K. A. COVENTRY (14¾), Severn Stoke Rectory, Worcester; C. MAUDE
+BATTERSBY (15), Cromlyn, Rathowen, West Meath.
+
+
+
+
+
+ANSWERS TO OUR LITTLE FOLKS' OWN PUZZLES (_page 125_).
+
+
+MESOSTICH.--BRAZIL.
+
+1. Nu B ia.  2. Ame R ica.  3. Sp A in.  4. Spe Z zia.
+
+5. Jer I cho.  6. Ire L and.
+
+
+SINGLE ACROSTIC--CLAUDIUS.
+
+1. C abinet. 2. L abourer. 3. A rc. 4. U nicorn. 5. D eer.
+
+6. I ron. 7. U rsula. 8. S apphire.
+
+
+TOWNS ENIGMATICALLY EXPRESSED.
+
+1. New-port.  2. Sunder-land.  3. Scar-borough. 4.
+War-wick.  5. Vent-nor.  6. Maiden-head.  7. Ox-ford.
+8. Work-sop. 9. Clap-ham.
+
+
+HIDDEN PROVERBS.
+
+1. "Fine feathers make fine birds."
+2. "Many a true word is spoken in jest."
+3. "Prevention is better than cure."
+
+
+DOUBLE ACROSTIC AND ARITHMOREM.
+
+BEECH--MAPLE.
+
+1. B loo M. 2. E ncyclopædi A. 3. E ggfli P. 4. C ur L.
+
+5. H uman E.
+
+
+GEOGRAPHICAL DOUBLE ACROSTIC.
+
+PERSIA--DARIUS.
+
+1. P eipu S. 2. E rla U. 3. R acconig I. 4. S uperio R.
+
+5. I vic A. 6. A biya D.
+
+
+RIDDLE-ME-REE.--"Elephanta."
+
+
+QUOTATION DROP-WORD PUZZLE.
+
+  "The children then began to sigh,
+    And all their merry chat was o'er,
+  And yet they felt, they knew not why,
+    More glad than they had felt before."--Aiken.
+
+
+MISSING-LETTER PUZZLE.
+
+THE SPANISH ARMADA.
+
+  "Attend, all ye who list to hear our noble England's praise,
+  I tell of the thrice-famous deeds she wrought in ancient days,
+  When that great fleet invincible against her bore in vain
+  The richest spoils of Mexico, the stoutest hearts of Spain."
+
+
+PICTORIAL NATURAL HISTORY PUZZLE.
+
+COMMON WOMBAT OF AUSTRALIA.
+
+1. Monsoon. 2. Combat. 3. Rail. 4. Won. 5. Fault. 6. Aim.
+
+
+
+
+OUR LITTLE FOLKS' OWN PUZZLES.
+
+MISSING LETTER PUZZLE.
+
+When the missing letters have been supplied, the
+whole will form a well-known verse from one of
+Hood's poems.
+
+  W × t × f × n × c × s × e × r × a × d × o × n × i × h × y × l × d
+    × h × a × y × n × r × d,
+  × w × m × n × a × i × u × w × m × n × y × a × s × l × i × g × e ×
+    n × e × l × a × d × h × e × d:
+  × t × t × h × t × t × h × t × t × h × n × o × e × t × h × n × e ×
+    a × d × i × t;
+  × n × s × i × l × i × h × v × i × e × f × o × o × o × s × i × c ×
+    s × e × a × g × h × s × n × o × t × e × h × r ×.
+
+LILLIE MAXWELL.
+_Glen Albert, Roscrea,_ (Aged 15.) _Co. Tipperary, Ireland._
+
+
+SINGLE GEOGRAPHICAL ACROSTIC.
+
+My initials read downwards represent an island in the
+East Indies.
+
+1. A town in Derbyshire.
+2. A lake in Ireland.
+3. A river in Ireland.
+4. An island in the Mediterranean Sea.
+5. Scene of a battle-field in Germany.
+6. A river of Asia Minor.
+7. A town in Shropshire.
+
+EMILY LEGGE.
+(Aged 14.)
+_Burleigh House,_
+_Cliftonville, Margate._
+
+
+[Illustration: GEOGRAPHICAL PICTORIAL ACROSTIC.]
+
+The initials and finals of the lines formed by the above objects give
+the names of two countries.
+
+
+DOUBLE MESOSTICH.
+
+My central letters read downwards will form the names
+of two characters from Shakespeare.
+
+1. A desire.
+2. A musical wind instrument.
+3. A flock.
+4. A kind of checkered cloth.
+5. An old game.
+6. Termination.
+
+
+NORA BESLEY.
+(Aged 15.)
+_Rose Mount, Sydenham Rise._
+
+
+RIDDLE-ME-REE.
+
+My first is in light, but not in dark;
+My second is in field, but not in park.
+My third is in gate, but not in door;
+My fourth is in ceiling, but not in floor;
+My fifth is in three, but not in two;
+My whole is a beast well known to you.
+
+W. PIGOTT.
+(Aged 13¾.)
+_Eagle House, Barton-on-Humber_
+
+
+HIDDEN PROVERBS.
+
+Eechhhiiiiklnoorrsstttw.
+2. aaaeeeeeehhhillrrrssttwwwy.
+3. abcehhiklmnooooooprssttty.
+
+RACHEL T. BYNG.
+(Aged 14½.)
+_St Peter's Parsonage_,
+_Cranley Gardens, London, S. W._
+
+
+BEHEADED WORDS.
+
+  I am part of a cart.
+  Behead me, I am part of the foot.
+  Behead me again and I am a fish.
+
+2. I am something to write upon.
+  Behead me and I am not in time.
+  Behead me again and I am part of the verb _to eat_.
+
+3. I am not fresh.
+  Behead me and I am a story.
+  Behead me again and I am a drink.
+
+MARY H. STEWART.
+(Aged 13.)
+_Seafield, Blakeney Rd., Beckenham._
+
+
+
+
+PRIZE PUZZLE COMPETITION.
+
+SPECIAL HOME AND FOREIGN COMPETITION.
+
+
+As announced in the two previous numbers, the Editor proposes to give
+those of his Readers residing abroad an opportunity of competing for
+Prizes on favourable terms with Subscribers in Great Britain. In order
+to do this an extension of time for sending in Solutions to the Puzzles
+will be necessary; and, as may be seen from the notice below, about Two
+Months will be allowed for sending in Solutions to the Puzzles contained
+in this Number. Thus Children dwelling on the Continent, in the United
+States and Canada, and elsewhere abroad, will be enabled to take part in
+these popular Competitions.
+
+It may be mentioned that Children residing in Great Britain will all be
+eligible to compete for Prizes as usual.
+
+
+PRIZES.
+
+Twenty prizes will be awarded for the best Solutions to the Puzzles
+given _in this Number_; Ten to Competitors in the Senior (for girls and
+boys between the ages of 14 and 16 _inclusive_), and Ten to Competitors
+in the Junior Division (for those _under_ 14 years of age).
+
+The following will be the value of the Prizes, in books, given in _each_
+Division:--
+
+1. A First Prize of One Guinea.
+2. A Second Prize of Half a Guinea.
+3. A Third Prize of Seven Shillings and Sixpence.
+4. Two Prizes of Five Shillings.
+5. Five Prizes of Half a Crown.
+
+There will also be awards of Bronze Medals of the LITTLE FOLKS Legion of
+Honour to the three next highest of the Competitors following the
+Prize-winners in _each_ Division.
+
+N.B. The Solutions, together with the names and addresses of the Prize
+and Medal winners, will be published in the January Number of LITTLE
+FOLKS.
+
+
+REGULATIONS.
+
+Solutions to the Puzzles published in this number must reach the Editor
+not later than October 25th (November 1st for Competitors residing
+abroad), addressed as under:--
+
+_The Editor of "Little Folks,"
+La Belle Sauvage Yard,
+Ludgate Hill,
+London, E.C._
+
+Answers to Puzzles.
+Junior [or Senior] Division.
+
+     Solutions to Puzzles must be accompanied by certificates from a
+     Parent, Teacher, or other responsible person, stating that they are
+     _the sole and unaided work_ of the competitor. No assistance must
+     be given by any other person.
+
+Competitors can be credited only under their own name.
+
+The decision of the Editor of LITTLE FOLKS on all matters must be
+considered final.
+
+I.--GEOGRAPHICAL ALPHABETICAL PUZZLES.
+
+In guessing the following Puzzles the letters given, when arranged in
+their correct order, will give the names of the places indicated. Thus,
+if the word were Scotland, it would be arranged thus--ACDLNOST--(A
+country).
+
+SENIOR DIVISION.
+
+_Proem._--ACEFNR (a country).
+
+_Lights._--1. AEEFLLRW (cape). 2. CEEHORST (town). 3. ACIINOSTT
+(island). 4. AEHN (river). 5. AACEHILNOP (island). 6. AADEEMNRRSTU
+(province).
+
+JUNIOR DIVISION.
+
+_Proem._--AAACDN (a Crown colony)
+
+_Lights._--1. ABCES (gulf). 2. AABDDEGIMRS (sandbanks). 3. AEEHNNVW
+(town). 4. AACEGHLNR (port). 5. ADGILNR (river). 6. AEEEIMNRRST (town).
+
+SYNONYM MESOSTICH.
+
+In place of the words given below put others having the same meaning. If
+correctly given the centre letters of the lights will give the proem.
+
+SENIOR DIVISION.
+
+_Proem._--A division of Cryptogamous plants.
+
+_Lights._--1. An old kind of weapon. 2. A kind of rich, sweet cake. 3.
+Petulantly. 4. Ancient or obsolete. 5. A cloth worker's forked
+instrument. 6. Vacuity.
+
+JUNIOR DIVISION.
+
+_Proem._--A division, dignity, or distinction.
+
+_Lights._--1. Strange or whimsical. 2. Inapplicability. 3. Having
+differed or dissented. 4. An egg-shaped chemical vessel. 5. A recital of
+circumstances. 6. Having flat petals.
+
+SUMMER COMPETITION (PUZZLE NO. 1).
+
+SENIOR DIVISION.
+
+1. Centaury. 2. Polyanthus. 3. Mimulus. 4. Eschscholtzia. 5.
+Antirrhinum. 6. Valerian. 7. Achimenes. 8. Clematis. 9. Ageratum. 10.
+Berberis.
+
+     CLASS I.--Consisting of those who have gained ten marks:--M. C.
+     Brodrick, M. Breffit, R. Brooke, A. Bradbury, H. Bagnall, N.
+     Besley, J. Cooper, L. E. Curme, M. Cooper, F. G. Callcott, C.
+     Debenham, M. Edwardes, H. G. Fraser, W. Farndale, F. Forrest, A.
+     Golledge, D. von. Hacht, L. Haydon, M. Heddle, G. Curling-Hope, J.
+     Jackson, M. Jakeman, A. M. Jackson, A. Lynch, M. Lloyd, L. Leach,
+     B. Law, C. Morin, E. Maynard, F. MacCarthy, M. More, E. Marsden, M.
+     Mercer, E. McCaul, E. Morgan, G. Martin, M. C. Nix, K. Nix, C. J.
+     Nix, N. Pybus, E. Roughton, H. R. Stanton, A. Sifton, L.
+     Wood-Smith, H. R. Dudley-Smith, M. Browning-Smith, A. Sifton, A.
+     Slessor, Una Tracy, C. Trüdinger, B. Tomlinson, A. C. Wilson, M.
+     Wilson.
+
+     CLASS II.--Consisting of those who have gained nine marks or
+     less:--A. Adams, G. Burne, M. Bradbury, M. Buckley, E. A. Browne,
+     H. Blunt, A. Bartholomew, J. Burnet, J. Bumsted, H. Coombes, W.
+     Coode, A. Carrington, H. Cholmondeley, B. Coventry, H. Cornford, H.
+     Collins, G. Dundas, H. Dyson, B. Dunning, R. Eustace, L. Fraser, M.
+     Fulcher, E. D. Griffith, A. Good, J. Chappell-Hodge, E. Hanlon, G.
+     Horner, M. Jones-Henry, E. Hinds, M. Hartfield, E. Hobson, B.
+     Hudson, E. Hayes, E. Chappell-Hodge, F. Ivens, W. Ireland, W.
+     Johnson, J. Jowett, E. Jowett, V. Jeans, G. Leicester, H. Leah, J.
+     Little, E. Lithgow, H. Leake, C. Mather, E. May, K. Mills, M.
+     Meagle, A. Pellier, M. Pretty, E. Parks, K. Pickard, G. Pettman, K.
+     Robinson, L. Rees, N. Ross, A. Rawes, R. Row, E. Rita, G. Russell,
+     A. Reading, E. Rudd, M. Spencer, J. Side, M. Addison-Scott, G.
+     Sayer, M. Stuttle, M. Trollope, M. Welsh, E. Wilkinson, E.
+     Wedgwood, W. C. Wilson, B. Walton, B. Wright, L. Webb, H. O.
+     Watson, K. Williams, H. Wilmot, M. Wood, one without name, E. L.
+     Prenner, A. Treacy, C. M. St. Jean.
+
+     JUNIOR DIVISION.
+
+     1. Celandine. 2. Jasmine. 3. Agrimony. 4. Dianthus. 5. Campanula.
+     6. Dielytra. 7. Begonia. 8. Coreopsis. 9. Anemone. 10. Pimpernel.
+     11. Succory.
+
+     CLASS I.--Consisting of those who have gained eleven marks:--L.
+     Besley, C. Burne, A. Browne, F. Burne, M. Balfour, M. Bagnall, M.
+     Buckler, L. Bennett, G. Blenkin, G. Barnes, F. Clayton, S. Cuthill,
+     M. Curme, A. Coombs, Lily Clayton, H. Curme, C. Crawford, M.
+     Callcott, W. Coventry, G. Debenham, K. Edwards, G. Fulcher, F.
+     Foulger, A. Farmer, L. Forrest, H. Fox, L. Gill, M. Humphreys, Elma
+     Hoare, M. A. Howard, E. Jowett, L. Leach, E. Leake, K. Lynch, H.
+     More, G. O'Morris, A. Marindin, N. Maxwell, M. Morin, E. Metcalf,
+     D. Maskell, E. Neame, G. Neame, L. Rudd, H. Russell, M. Wood-Smith,
+     G. Stallybrass, V. N. Sharpe, M. Somerville, M. McCalman Turpie, E.
+     Thompson, E. Wilmot, L. Weekman, G. Williams, M. Wilson, E. Yeo, M.
+     E. John, G. T. A. Hodgson.
+
+     CLASS II.--Consisting of those who have gained ten marks or
+     less:--R. Ainsworth, M. Beattie, E. Brake, E. Barnes, G. Buckle, D.
+     Blunt, F. Callum, E. Carrington, E. Coombes, V. Coombes, M. Cooper,
+     P. Davidson, E. Elston, E. Evans, L. Franklin, M. Frisby, A.
+     Gilbert, F. Gibbons, M. Golledge, L. Hudson, W. Hobson, A. Harding,
+     K. Hawkins, G. Chappell-Hodge, A. Ireland, G. Jackson, M. Jenkins,
+     B. Jones, A. King, E. Lucy, W. Lewenz, L. Lockhart, J. Lancum, F.
+     Löwy, C. Little, A. Leah, M. Lang, H. Mugliston, M. McLaren, F.
+     Medlycott, E. Nicholson, F. Newman, C Prideaux, J. Pillett, G.
+     Price, B. Peachey, E. Raven, A. Rudd, E. Spencer, E. Stanton, H. M.
+     Smith, M. Delisle-Trentham, L. Walpole, M. Wiper, N. Wright, C.
+     Wise, D. Wright, G. Williams, B. Webb.
+
+     AWARD OF PRIZES (TENTH QUARTER).
+
+     SENIOR DIVISION.
+
+     The _First Prize_ of a Guinea Volume is awarded to FREDERICK G.
+     CALCOTT (15), Hazeldon, 27, Shepherd's Bush Road, W.
+
+     The _Second, Third_, and _Fourth Prizes_ are divided between J. L.
+     LEWENZ (16), Pelham Crescent, The Park, Nottingham, and MABEL and
+     JANET COOPER (twin sisters), (15¾), Birdhyrst, Auckland Road,
+     Upper Norwood, S.E., who are awarded Books to the value of 7s. 6d.
+     each.
+
+     _Bronze Medals_ of the LITTLE FOLKS Legion of Honour are awarded
+     to:--MABEL BRADBURY (16½), Oak Lodge, Nightingale Lane, S.W.;
+     MATILDA HEDDLE (15), St. Leonard's, St. Andrews, N.B.; EMMA P.
+     PRATE (15), The Square, Warwick; M. A. ADDISON-SCOTT (16), Abbey
+     Park Villas, St. Andrews, N.B.; EMMA MAYNARD (16½), 16, Wood
+     Lane, Shepherd's Bush, W.
+
+     JUNIOR DIVISION.
+
+     The _First_ and _Second Prizes_ are awarded between FREDK. S.
+     HOWARD (7½), and MARY A. HOWARD (11), 15, Clarence Square,
+     Gosport, who are awarded books to the value of 15s. 6d. each.
+
+     The _Third_ and _Fourth Prizes_ are awarded between FREDERICK
+     COOPER (13) and MABEL COOPER (11), Warwick House, Ticehurst,
+     Sussex; NELLIE M. MAXWELL (13), Jenner Road, Guildford; MURIEL M.
+     WOOD-SMITH (12), 11, Woodside Terrace, Glasgow: each of whom
+     receives a Book value 3s. DOROTHY BLUNT and M. McCALLMAN TURPIE
+     gained the same number of marks as the above, but having taken a
+     Prize last Quarter are prevented by the rules from receiving one
+     this time.
+
+     _Bronze Medals_ of the LITTLE FOLKS Legion of Honour are awarded to
+     FRANCES JEAN CLAYTON, 2, Anchor Gate Terrace, Portsea; AGNES F.
+     COOMBES (13), Beaminster, Dorsetshire SHARLEY FULLFORD (11½),
+     High Street, Fareham, Hampshire; LUCIE FORREST (13), Northolme,
+     Gainsborough; ARTHUR J. KING (13¼), 75, Beresford Street,
+     Cawberwell, S.E.
+
+
+
+
+QUESTIONS AND ANSWERS
+
+
+     [_The Editor requests that all inquiries and replies intended for
+     insertion in LITTLE FOLKS should have the words "Questions and
+     Answers" written on the left-hand top corners of the envelopes
+     containing them. Only those which the Editor considers suitable and
+     of general interest to his readers will be printed._]
+
+PRIZE COMPETITIONS, &c.
+
+HELEN.--[I am always pleased to see any Picture Puzzles sent by my
+readers, and am willing to insert them if they are suitable. They
+should, however, differ as far as possible from any already published in
+LITTLE FOLKS.--ED.]
+
+A. H., TWO COMPETITORS.--[All the 1884 Special Prize Competitions close
+on the 30th of September. Others will be announced in due course. All
+the articles of every kind sent in competition will be distributed among
+the little inmates of Children's Hospitals.--ED.]
+
+LITERATURE.
+
+PUSSY CAT asks where the line
+
+  "Music hath charms to soothe the savage breast"
+
+is to be found? and who was the author?
+
+DAPHNE writes in answer to FLURUMPUS FLUMP to say that
+
+  "A boy's will is the wind's will"
+
+occurs in one of Longfellow's earlier poems, entitled "My Lost Youth."
+The first verse is as follows:--
+
+  "Often I think of the beautiful town
+     That is seated by the sea;
+  Often in thought go up and down
+  The pleasant streets of that dear old town,
+     And my youth comes back to me.
+       And a verse of a Lapland song
+       Is haunting my memory still;
+  'A boy's will is the wind's will,
+  And the thoughts of youth are long long thoughts.'"
+
+Answers also received from SEA NYMPH, NELL GWYNNE, TATTIE CORAM,
+ICEBERG, AN IRISH GIRL, W. R., THE DUKE OF OMNIUM, STELLA, SUNDAY NOSE,
+E. M. T., and TAFFY.
+
+LITTLE BO-PEEP asks if any one can tell her the author of the following
+lines, and in what poem they occur:--
+
+  "There is a reaper, whose name is Death,
+    And, with his sickle keen.
+  He reaps the bearded grain at a breath,
+    And the flowers that grow between."
+
+WORK.
+
+GEORGINA DEXTER asks how to make a pair of bedroom slippers.
+
+FLORENCE WATERS would be glad if any one could tell her how to clean
+crewel-work.
+
+COOKERY.
+
+VIOLET writes in answer to A MAID OF ATHENS that a very good recipe for
+oat-cakes is as follows:--Put two or three handfuls of coarse Scottish
+oatmeal into a basin with a pinch of carbonate of soda, mix well
+together, add one dessert-spoonful of hot dripping, mixing quickly with
+the hand; pour in as much cold water as will allow it to be lifted out
+of the basin in a very soft lump. Put this with a handful of meal upon a
+pastry-board, scattering meal upon it. Roll it out quickly with a
+rolling-pin; when as thick as a half-crown brush off all meal with some
+feathers or a pastry brush. Put another board upon the cake, reverse it,
+and brush it the other side. Slip it upon a hot girdle, cut it with a
+knife across and across so as to form triangular pieces. When they begin
+to curl up at the edges turn them on the girdle, keep them there till
+dry enough to lift, then remove them to a toaster in front of the fire,
+where they should become a light brown. Be careful to keep the girdle
+brushed free of loose oatmeal, scraping it occasionally with a knife.
+The more rapidly the cakes are made the better.
+
+GENERAL.
+
+HERBERT MASTERS would be very glad if any of the readers of LITTLE FOLKS
+would tell him the cost of a small carpenter's bench.
+
+AN AMATEUR MECHANIC inquires which is the best wood for fretwork
+purposes; and where fret-saws may be obtained.
+
+STICKLEBACK wishes to know if it is necessary to have real salt water
+for a salt-water aquarium, or whether any sea-salt which is sold would
+answer the purpose.
+
+W. R. writes in reply to M. H. S.'s question, that maidenhair ferns
+should never be allowed to want water, which, if the drainage of the pot
+is perfect, may be applied every evening during the summer months, and
+at mid-day twice a week from late autumn until early spring. Answers
+also received from Erin, H. J. M., DOROTHY DRAGGLE-TAIL, "THE WOMAN IN
+WHITE," A. E. C., FÉDORA, A. H., E. M. C., LITTLE NOSE-IN-AIR, and ALICE
+IN WONDERLAND.
+
+NATURAL HISTORY.
+
+A GREEN GOOSEBERRY wishes to know what makes canaries desert their eggs,
+and how they can be prevented.--[They cannot be "prevented." The most
+common cause is insect vermin. If these are found, burn all the old
+nests, use Persian powder freely on the birds, and paint the cracks in
+the cages with corrosive sublimate, and then varnish over the places.]
+
+PEARL would be glad to know how to keep dormice, and what their habits
+are; she has just had two given to her, and one died the third day and
+the other only sleeps.--[They are fed chiefly on dry grain with a few
+nuts, and occasionally some blades of grass. They are shy, and sleep
+most of the day. During that time they want a quiet place and to be let
+alone, but when tame they will come out at night and climb up the
+curtains if allowed.]
+
+A GUINEA-PIG asks what is the best food for guinea-pigs?--[They are fed
+like rabbits in the main, but may have a little bread and fresh milk
+squeezed rather dry, with a few bits of dry crust, or a few grains of
+wheat or barley occasionally. Every day give a little green food, dried
+first.]
+
+Picture Wanting Words.
+
+SPECIAL HOME AND FOREIGN COMPETITION.
+
+As already announced, the Editor has arranged, in response to repeated
+requests, for a Special "Picture Wanting Words" Competition, in which
+Readers of LITTLE FOLKS residing on the Continent and in the United
+States, Canada, &c. (or anywhere abroad), may have an opportunity of
+competing for Prizes on favourable terms with Subscribers in Great
+Britain. In order to do this, a longer time than usual for sending in
+answers to the Picture will be necessary; and as will be seen below,
+about Two Months will be allowed for this purpose in the present
+Competition. (Children living in Great Britain and Ireland will, of
+course, all be eligible to compete for Prizes as usual.)
+
+[Illustration]
+
+The picture printed on this page forms the subject for the Competition,
+and the Prizes to be awarded are as follow:--For the Two best short and
+_original_ Descriptions of the Picture Two One-Guinea Books and
+Officers' Medals of the LITTLE FOLKS Legion of Honour will be given; for
+the next best Description a Half-Guinea Book and an Officer's Medal will
+be given; and Three Seven-Shilling-and-Sixpenny Books and Officers'
+Medals will also be given for the Three best Descriptions _relatively to
+the age of the Competitors_--so that no Competitor is too young to try
+for the three last-named Prizes. To avoid any possibility of mistake,
+and for the guidance of new Competitors, the full Regulations are
+given:--
+
+1. No Description must exceed 500 words in length, and each must be
+written on one side of the paper only.
+
+2. The Descriptions must be certified as _strictly original_ by a
+Minister, Teacher, Parent, or some other responsible person.
+
+3. All the Competitors must be under the age of Sixteen years.
+
+4. Descriptions from Competitors residing in Great Britain and Ireland
+must reach the Editor on or before the 25th of October next; in the case
+of Descriptions sent from any place abroad an extension of time to the
+1st of November will be allowed.
+
+5. In addition to the Six Prizes and Officers' Medals, some of the most
+deserving Competitors will be included in a special List of Honour, and
+awarded Members' Medals of the LITTLE FOLKS Legion of Honour. The award
+of Prizes, in addition to One of the Prize Descriptions, will be printed
+in the January Number of LITTLE FOLKS.
+
+6. Competitors are requested to note that each envelope containing a
+Description should have the words "Picture Wanting Words" written on the
+left-hand top corner of it.
+
+N.B.--Competitors are referred to a notice respecting the Silver Medal
+printed on page 115 of the last Volume.
+
+
+
+
+
+    +--------------------------------------------------------------+
+    | Transcriber's Note:                                          |
+    |                                                              |
+    | Page 138: opening quotation mark has been removed--By-and-by |
+    | some other                                                   |
+    |                                                              |
+    | Page 147: "the aft deck at 8.45 for judgment" has been       |
+    | changed to "the aft deck at 8.45 for judgment."              |
+    |                                                              |
+    | Page 159: "you are the rascal" has been changed to "You are  |
+    | the rascal"                                                  |
+    |                                                              |
+    | Page 164: "as much interest as he post-office." has been     |
+    | changed to "as much interest as the post-office."            |
+    |                                                              |
+    | Page 186: the name Ethel Hancook has been changed to Ethel   |
+    | Hancock                                                      |
+    |                                                              |
+    | Page 187: the name Helen Hurley is unclear in the original   |
+    | version                                                      |
+    |                                                              |
+    | Page 187: the name Samuel Bowller is unclear in the original |
+    | version                                                      |
+    |                                                              |
+    | Page 187: the name William Bangham has been changed to       |
+    | William Baugham                                              |
+    |                                                              |
+    | Page 188: closing quotation marks have been added--fonder of |
+    | us than Diamond."                                            |
+    |                                                              |
+    | Page 191: closing quotation marks have been removed after:   |
+    | the cakes are made the better.                               |
+    |                                                              |
+    +--------------------------------------------------------------+
+
+
+
+
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+<div style='display:block; margin-top:1em; margin-bottom:1em; margin-left:2em; text-indent:-2em'>Title: Little Folks (September 1884)<br />
+  A Magazine for the Young</div>
+<div style='display:block; margin-top:1em; margin-bottom:1em; margin-left:2em; text-indent:-2em'>Author: Various</div>
+<div style='display:block; margin:1em 0'>Release Date: December 20, 2008 [eBook #27576]<br />
+[Most recently updated: December 24, 2022]</div>
+<div style='display:block; margin:1em 0'>Language: English</div>
+<div style='display:block; margin:1em 0'>Character set encoding: UTF-8</div>
+<div style='display:block; margin-left:2em; text-indent:-2em'>Produced by: Chris Curnow, Joseph Cooper and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team</div>
+<div style='margin-top:2em; margin-bottom:4em'>*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK LITTLE FOLKS (SEPTEMBER 1884) ***</div>
+
+<div class="notes">
+<p>Transcriber's Note: Table of Contents has been added
+for the HTML version. Amendments can be read by placing cursor over
+words with a dashed underscore like
+<ins class="correction" title="Transcriber's Note">this</ins>.</p>
+</div>
+
+<p>&nbsp;</p>
+<p>&nbsp;</p>
+
+<h1><span class="smcap">Little Folks</span>:</h1>
+
+<h2><i>A Magazine for the Young.</i></h2>
+
+<h3><i>NEW AND ENLARGED SERIES.</i></h3>
+
+<h4>CASSELL &amp; COMPANY, <span class="smcap">Limited.</span></h4>
+
+<h4><i>LONDON, PARIS &amp; NEW YORK.</i></h4>
+
+<h4>[ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.]</h4>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<img src="images/i001.jpg" width="600" height="468" alt="cover" title="cover" />
+</div>
+
+<p>&nbsp;</p>
+<p>&nbsp;</p>
+
+<h2>Contents</h2>
+<table summary="Contents">
+<tr><td></td><td class="tocpg sml">PAGE</td></tr>
+<tr><td><a href="#A_Little_Too_Clever">A Little Too Clever</a></td>
+<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_129">129</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td><a href="#Some_More_Little_Presents">Some More Little Presents, And The Way To Make Them</a></td>
+<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_139">139</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td><a href="#Summer_Visitors">Summer Visitors</a></td>
+<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_140">140</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td><a href="#A_New_Game_For_Children">A New Game For Children</a></td>
+<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_142">142</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td><a href="#A_Day_On_Board_HMS_Britannia">A Day On Board H.M.S. Britannia</a></td>
+<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_142">142</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td><a href="#Andys_Brave_Deed">Andy's Brave Deed</a></td>
+<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_147">147</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td><a href="#Little_Toilers_Of_The_Night">Little Toilers Of The Night</a></td>
+<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_151">151</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td><a href="#Their_Wonderful_Ride">Their Wonderful Ride</a></td>
+<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_153">153</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td><a href="#Our_Sunday_Afternoons">Our Sunday Afternoons</a></td>
+<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_154">154</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td><a href="#The_Watercarriers_Of_The_World">The Water-Carriers Of The World</a></td>
+<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_157">157</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td><a href="#Buried_Alive">Buried Alive</a></td>
+<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_158">158</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td><a href="#Little_Margarets_Kitchen">Little Margaret's Kitchen, And What She Did In It.&mdash;IX.</a></td>
+<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_161">161</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td><a href="#Their_Road_To_Fortune">Their Road To Fortune</a></td>
+<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_163">163</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td><a href="#An_Apple_Song">An Apple Song</a></td>
+<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_170">170</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td><a href="#Mornings_At_The_Zoo">Mornings At The Zoo</a></td>
+<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_170">170</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td><a href="#What_Came_Of_A_Foxglove">What Came Of A Foxglove.</a></td>
+<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_172">172</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td><a href="#Daisy_And_Dolly">Daisy And Dolly</a></td>
+<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_176">176</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td><a href="#Stories_Told_In_Westminster_Abbey">Stories Told In Westminster Abbey</a></td>
+<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_176">176</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td><a href="#The_Childrens_Own_Garden_In_September">The Children's Own Garden In September</a></td>
+<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_179">179</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td><a href="#Legends_Of_The_Flowers">Legends Of The Flowers</a></td>
+<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_180">180</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td><a href="#Our_Music_Page">Our Music Page</a></td>
+<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_181">181</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td><a href="#The_Editors_Pocketbook">The Editor's Pocket-book</a></td>
+<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_182">182</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td><a href="#The_Little_Folks_Humane_Society">The "Little Folks" Humane Society</a></td>
+<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_185">185</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td><a href="#True_Stories_About_Pets_Anecdotes">True Stories About Pets, Anecdotes, &amp;c.</a></td>
+<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_187">187</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td><a href="#Our_Little_Folks_Own_Corner">Our Little Folks' Own Corner</a></td>
+<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_188">188</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td><a href="#Answers_To_Our_Little_Folks_Own_Puzzles">Answers To Our Little Folks' Own Puzzles</a></td>
+<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_188">188</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td><a href="#Our_Little_Folks_Own_Puzzles">Our Little Folks' Own Puzzles</a></td>
+<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_189">189</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td><a href="#Prize_Puzzle_Competition">Prize Puzzle Competition</a></td>
+<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_190">190</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td><a href="#Questions_and_Answers">Questions and Answers</a></td>
+<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_191">191</a></td></tr>
+<tr><td><a href="#Picture_Wanting_Words">Picture Wanting Words</a></td>
+<td class="tocpg"><a href="#Page_192">192</a></td></tr>
+</table>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><a name="A_Little_Too_Clever" id="A_Little_Too_Clever"></a><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_129" id="Page_129"></a>[Pg 129]</span></p>
+
+<h2>A LITTLE TOO CLEVER.</h2>
+
+<h4><i>By the Author of "Pen's Perplexities," "Margaret's Enemy," "Maid Marjory," &amp;c.</i></h4>
+
+<h4>CHAPTER VIII.&mdash;ESCAPE.</h4>
+
+<p><span class="dropcap004"><span class="dropcap">W</span></span><span class="smcap">hen</span> Elsie awoke
+in the morning,
+after at last falling
+into a dull, heavy
+sleep, she had not
+an opportunity of
+seeing what sort
+of weather it was.
+There was no
+light in their rude
+sleeping-place,
+except the dim
+one that came
+through the aperture
+from the
+other room. She
+listened, and hearing
+sounds of life
+below, she hastily
+rose, and creeping down the ladder, went in search
+of her frock.</p>
+
+<p>Mrs. Ferguson was already up, and busy. Elsie
+asked for her frock, but Mrs. Ferguson told her it
+was not dry, and she had better make what shift
+she could with the old gown she had given her on
+the previous night. As she could nowhere see her
+dress, she was obliged reluctantly to follow the
+woman's advice.</p>
+
+<p>To her delight, she perceived that the morning
+was bright and warm after the rain, and she fully
+resolved, as soon as their things were decently dry,
+to be on their road once more.</p>
+
+<p>In the meantime, however, Duncan's jacket had
+also disappeared. She could get nothing out of
+Mrs. Ferguson about it, except that it was drying,
+and Duncan had to put up with a cotton jacket,
+which Mrs. Ferguson stripped from her own boy's
+back to give him.</p>
+
+<p>This mystery as to the whereabouts of their
+clothes very greatly annoyed Elsie, who tried in
+vain to make Mrs. Ferguson say where they were.
+She pretended not to understand what Elsie meant,
+though Elsie felt quite sure all that was feigned.</p>
+
+<p>Their breakfast consisted of some thin watery
+porridge, without bread, sugar, or milk.</p>
+
+<p>When their scanty meal was ended, Mrs.
+Ferguson ordered them to go out and help Sandy
+Ferguson, her husband, who was waiting outside
+for them. At first Elsie felt disposed to refuse, but
+on second thoughts, she obeyed. Sandy Ferguson
+was on the spot, his wife in the kitchen, with the
+cottage door open, their two boys about here, there,
+and everywhere.</p>
+
+<p>To get away unperceived was out of the question,
+besides the serious matter of losing their
+garments, which Elsie had not yet been able to
+discover.</p>
+
+<p>So they had to work away in company with the
+two ragged urchins. Elsie was boiling with rage,
+but she hid it as well as she could; and as for poor
+Duncan, he worked away without uttering a word,
+but with only an occasional inquiring glance at
+Elsie, which was infinitely touching.</p>
+
+<p>Elsie soon perceived that there would be no
+chance of their pursuing their journey that day.
+Mrs. Ferguson protested that she was getting their
+things dried as fast as she could, and would say
+nothing more; but Elsie had a keen misgiving
+that for some reason or other she did not mean to
+let them go.</p>
+
+<p>Was it possible that she knew anything of their
+mother, and was thinking to send them back? or
+did she only mean to keep them there, and make
+them work for her family?</p>
+
+<p>At times Elsie felt a terrible fear creeping over
+her that these dreadful people meant to steal or
+hurt her and Duncan. "Perhaps she wants
+our clothes," Elsie thought, "for she knows we
+have no more pennies!"</p>
+
+<p>So she took the first opportunity she could find
+to tell Mrs. Ferguson that they didn't think they
+could wait any longer for their things to get dry;
+they could easily get some more at Killochrie.
+She said this with an air of indifference. She
+would put her jacket on over her stuff petticoat,
+and that would do very well. Duncan could wear
+the cotton jacket, and leave his tweed one behind.</p>
+
+<p>But all this made no impression on Mrs.
+Ferguson. She only laughed grimly to herself;
+and as their things were not forthcoming, Elsie
+might as well have spared her generosity. If she
+could only have found her jacket she would have been
+contented, but this, too, had disappeared, and even if
+she had found the opportunity, Elsie would hardly
+have had the courage to go on her way with Mrs.
+Ferguson's dirty tattered gown tucked up and
+pinned together about her.</p>
+
+<p><ins class="correction" title="Transcriber's Note - the original reads: &quot;By-and-by with quotation marks">By-and-by</ins> Elsie began to think she saw what
+Mrs. Ferguson was thinking of. She noticed that
+she frequently looked along the road, and carefully
+watched for any vehicle whose wheels sounded in
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_130" id="Page_130"></a>[Pg 130]</span>
+the distance. "She thinks mother'll come and
+fetch us," Elsie said to herself, "or at least the
+woman that I told her I lived with; but she'll never
+come here after us, that's certain."</p>
+
+<p>But although Elsie had very little fear that they
+would be found, yet she was determined to get
+away somehow from this hovel.</p>
+
+<p>Two whole days had elapsed. They had spent
+three wretched shivering nights on the floor of the
+loft. On the third day Elsie felt she could bear it
+no longer. She was in a state of suppressed excitement,
+and she felt that she could almost jump
+out of her skin.</p>
+
+<p>It is very strange to notice through what small
+loopholes people often make their escape. The
+fairy-tale idea of passing through keyholes and up
+chimneys is scarcely more wonderful. Now, Mrs.
+Ferguson had been keeping a strict watch on these
+children, and not only herself, but her husband and
+two children had all been employed to watch. On
+the third day there stopped at the cottage door a
+lumbering vehicle, containing a man and woman
+and several baskets. The two alighted, and came
+into the cottage, where a great talking ensued, and
+many purchases were displayed and loudly discussed.
+The two Ferguson lads should have been
+with Elsie and Duncan, but they had climbed on to
+the top of the peat-stack by the side of the house,
+and were lying full length, peering unobserved
+through the dingy window. Suddenly Elsie
+perceived that they were alone, and without waiting
+to consider the possibilities of the case, she took
+Duncan by the hand, pushed him over the stone
+wall, quickly climbed it herself, and flew away over
+the grass as fast as her feet could carry her in the
+direction of the hills.</p>
+
+<p>Here, again, fortune favoured her, as it sometimes
+does favour the most rash ventures. After running
+a goodish way, Elsie saw what she had never
+dreamed of finding&mdash;a roadway sweeping round the
+foot of the hill, and quite hidden from sight by a
+sudden rise in the ground. When they gained the
+road, they too would be hidden by the rising ground
+between them and the crofter's cottage, whereas
+now they could be seen distinctly by any one who
+should happen to look, for there was not even a
+tree or bush to shield them. Elsie pushed on
+quickly, not venturing to take even a peep behind
+until they had safely scrambled down the steep
+bank into the road, when, to her joy, she found that
+the stone walls enclosing the croft, even the
+little hovel itself, had completely disappeared.</p>
+
+<p>"Elsie," said Duncan, catching his breath, and
+looking up to her with a glance of terror, "will they
+catch us?"</p>
+
+<p>"No, I don't think so, Duncan," Elsie answered,
+quite gently. "We are quite out of sight. We
+must be quick, and find out where this road leads."</p>
+
+<p>"I am so frightened, Elsie!" Duncan exclaimed,
+with a pitiful, appealing glance to her not to be
+angry. He had kept his terror to himself so long
+that he could hide it no longer. "Did you think
+they were going to kill us, Elsie?"</p>
+
+<p>"No, Duncan, of course not," Elsie replied, not
+without a little shiver.</p>
+
+<p>It was very noticeable how different Elsie's tone
+was from her usual one. There was no snapping
+up or ridiculing her little brother. She spoke
+more as if she were trying to persuade herself of the
+truth of what she said.</p>
+
+<p>"But, Elsie, there was never any one came near,"
+Duncan persisted. "Sandy Ferguson could dig a
+big hole, and put us in right easy. No one would
+know. Don't let him catch us, Elsie."</p>
+
+<p>"He shan't catch us, dear," Elsie said, reassuringly,
+though she was not feeling very easy
+about it herself. It was only now that she began
+really to feel what a terrible time they had lived
+through in those last two days, and what unknown
+horrors they had escaped from. Duncan's words
+filled her with fear. To be overtaken and carried
+back to that dreadful woman seemed the worst
+thing that could befall them.</p>
+
+<p>"I wonder where this road leads?" Elsie said,
+trying to make Duncan think of something else.
+"There's no one to ask."</p>
+
+<p>"P'raps they might be like the man if you
+asked," Duncan said fearfully; "and you look so
+ragged in that dirty old gown, Elsie. They will
+think we are beggars."</p>
+
+<p>Elsie had been thinking the same thing herself,
+though she was not going to tell poor Duncan&mdash;already
+frightened out of his senses&mdash;how uncomfortable
+she really felt. Alone in a country
+road, which led they did not know where, without
+a penny to buy food or, so far as they could see, a
+house from which they could ask some, what was
+to become of them?</p>
+
+<p>"Elsie?" Duncan said presently, looking at her
+very wistfully.</p>
+
+<p>"Yes, Duncan?"</p>
+
+<p>"You won't be angry, will you?"</p>
+
+<p>"No, I won't be angry," Elsie said impatiently.
+"What is it?"</p>
+
+<p>"I feel so tired. Couldn't we go home?"</p>
+
+<p>"Do you think you could find the way back?"
+Elsie asked.</p>
+
+<p>"Oh! but we could ask for Dunster," Duncan
+said, eagerly. "People would tell us. I'd try to
+run very fast, Elsie."</p>
+
+<p>"We should have to get back to that other road,
+where the cottages are, first," Elsie said, contemplatively.
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_131" id="Page_131"></a>[Pg 131]</span>
+"Would you like to do that,
+Duncan?"</p>
+
+<p>"Oh, no!" the child cried, in <i>terror</i>. "They'd
+catch us, Elsie, they'd catch us: I'm sure they
+would."</p>
+
+<p>"We won't go there," Elsie said, trying to
+comfort him, for it was pitiful to see his fright.
+"Wait till I see a nice tidy person, and I'll ask all
+about it."</p>
+
+<p>"There might be another way," Duncan suggested.</p>
+
+<p>Just then they heard the sound of distant wheels.
+Duncan caught hold of Elsie's shoulder in an
+agony of fright. "It's the man!" he cried,
+trembling from head to foot, and turning as white
+as death. "He's coming, Elsie! he's coming to
+fetch us back!"</p>
+
+<p>&nbsp;</p>
+
+<h4>CHAPTER IX.&mdash;A FAIRY VISITOR.</h4>
+
+<p><span class="dropcap008"><span class="dropcap">W</span></span><br /><span class="smcap">ith</span> what indescribable torments of dread
+the two children stood waiting it is difficult
+to express. Elsie's feeling of fright for
+herself was merged in care for Duncan.
+She had never seen him look like this before,
+and it startled her. His white face was drawn
+into an expression that changed it altogether. His
+eyes were wide and staring, looking along the
+road in a sort of fascination of terror.</p>
+
+<p>Elsie held him close to her, drawing him round
+so that he should not see the approaching vehicle,
+still far distant, for on that still, lonely road the
+sound of hoofs could be heard at a great distance.
+Elsie listened, with her heart standing still.</p>
+
+<p>"Duncan, Duncan, it is two horses!" she cried,
+presently. "And they are coming quickly. It is
+a carriage, not a cart."</p>
+
+<p>But Duncan was so terrified that he had no
+reasoning power left in him. Even when the
+carriage came in sight he would not have been
+a bit surprised to have seen the crofter and his
+shrewish wife jump out of it.</p>
+
+<p>Instead of that, however, the carriage contained
+a very fashionably-dressed, rich-looking lady and
+gentleman. Elsie could see directly that they
+were gentlefolk, who would never think of hurting
+two little children. She resolved to speak
+to them.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 453px;">
+<img src="images/i012.jpg" width="453" height="600" alt="Illustration: 'THE CARRIAGE DREW UP CLOSE BY THEM'" title="Illustration: 'THE CARRIAGE DREW UP CLOSE BY THEM'" />
+<span class="smcap">"the carriage drew up close by them"</span> (<a href="#Page_131"><i>p</i>. 131</a>)
+</div>
+
+<p>They were certainly in fortune's way. The
+carriage drew up close by them, and a dainty
+voice asked&mdash;</p>
+
+<p>"Children, can you tell us if we are on the right
+road to Killochrie?"</p>
+
+<p>"I don't think you are, ma'am," Elsie replied, in
+her best manner.</p>
+
+<p>"Oh dear!" the lady exclaimed; "how annoying
+when we are in such haste! Can you direct us?"</p>
+
+<p>"There's a road right over there leads to it,"
+Elsie replied, pointing with her hand.</p>
+
+<p>"But how do we get on to the road? Does this
+one meet it anywhere? Driver, don't you know?"</p>
+
+<p>The driver muttered something in a rather surly
+fashion, whereupon the gentleman, who had not yet
+spoken, leaned forward, and said angrily, "You told
+us you knew this neighbourhood. You are an idiot!"</p>
+
+<p>"Perhaps this little lass could show him," the
+lady remarked.</p>
+
+<p>"Indeed, ma'am, it's right glad I'd be to do it,"
+Elsie began (how very polite any one can be when
+they choose), "but we're quite strange, and have
+lost our own way, our mother being dead and our
+father in London, which we're trying to find; and
+perhaps, ma'am, you would be so kind as to tell us
+the way." All this was said very rapidly.</p>
+
+<p>"If they can't help us, why not drive on?" the
+gentleman remarked impatiently.</p>
+
+<p>"Stay a moment," the lady said. "These children
+may possibly be of great use to us. Look at
+the girl, William. She hasn't at all a bad face, if
+she were well dressed," she added, in a low tone,
+which, however, did not escape Elsie.</p>
+
+<p>"You say your mother is dead and your father
+in London," the lady added. "Who are you living
+with?"</p>
+
+<p>"There was a woman who took care of us," Elsie
+replied quickly, "but she let our father think we
+were dead, so we ran away to find him; and a man
+who gave us a ride in his cart robbed us of our
+pennies and our clothes, and was very cruel. We
+ran away in the clothes they gave us."</p>
+
+<p>"What a deal of running away," the lady said,
+not unkindly; "and your little brother looks tired.
+Do you know how far it is to London?"</p>
+
+<p>"No, not exactly, ma'am," Elsie replied.</p>
+
+<p>"Well, it is hundreds and hundreds of miles;
+and let me tell you at once you will never get there
+if you walk for ever. But," she added quickly,
+leaving Elsie no time to reply, "I may be able
+to help you. I am a sort of good fairy. Walk on
+towards Killochrie. Ask any one you see the way
+there, and before night I will come back again.
+That is all. Coachman, drive on. You must look
+out for some one else to direct us."</p>
+
+<p>Then the man whipped up his horses and drove
+off, leaving Elsie standing by the roadside in a sad
+state of bewilderment. Could she have heard
+aright? Before three minutes had passed she
+began to think she had been mistaken, but that
+could not be, for Duncan presently said to her&mdash;</p>
+
+<p>"She won't ever come back, Elsie, will she?
+But she was a bonnie lady, wasn't she?"</p>
+
+<p>"She was bonnie, and real kind," Elsie said.
+"I wonder whether she will come back after all."</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_132" id="Page_132"></a>[Pg 132]</span>
+"She might have put us inside the carriage if
+she'd liked," Duncan said, doubtfully.</p>
+
+<p>"Perhaps the gentleman wouldn't have let her,"
+Elsie replied. "I think she meant she would come
+alone."</p>
+
+<p>"Will she be very long?" Duncan said, pitifully;
+"and will she take us to London, to him&mdash;our
+father, Elsie?&mdash;or will you ask her to take us back
+to Dunster?"</p>
+
+<p>"We must wait till she comes," Elsie said,
+evasively. In her heart of hearts she would not
+have been sorry to find herself back in Mrs.
+MacDougall's cottage, but the humiliation of returning
+and acknowledging why she had run away, and
+how she had failed, was too much for her proud,
+stubborn will.</p>
+
+<p>"Do you like running away?" Duncan asked,
+looking up anxiously in her face.</p>
+
+<p>"I don't mind it," Elsie answered. She was
+getting into a contrary mood, partly because
+Duncan's remarks touched her so keenly, partly
+out of anger and impatience at the misfortunes
+that had befallen them.</p>
+
+<p>They had been walking along slowly in the
+direction the carriage had taken. Duncan did not
+seem inclined to go faster. Presently he stopped,
+and stood watching a number of black-faced Highland
+sheep scampering down the side of a hill.
+There were sounds of barking, and at last there
+appeared a shepherd and collie.</p>
+
+<p>"He will know the way," Elsie cried, with
+delight. "Come on, Duncan; let's run and ask
+him."</p>
+
+<p>"You run, Elsie. I'll wait till you come back,"
+Duncan said, wearily. It was very unusual for
+him to hang behind, but Elsie was too eager to
+notice it. She left him sitting by the roadside, and
+flew after the shepherd.</p>
+
+<p>"The way to Killochrie? Weel, you just keep
+to the road right away till it runs into another one,
+an' that'll take you straight through; but it's a
+long, long way to walk."</p>
+
+<p>The man was engaged in eating a large piece of
+bread and cheese. Elsie, who was very hungry,
+eyed it longingly.</p>
+
+<p>"Ye look a wee bit starved," the man said.</p>
+
+<p>"We'll be getting some food at Killochrie," Elsie
+said, evasively.</p>
+
+<p>"I did hear last night that there was two
+children lost off Dunster Moor&mdash;stolen, they do
+say. I suppose you bain't one of them?" the man
+continued, eyeing her curiously "Was dressed in
+plaid frock and cloth jacket. That ain't you,
+any way."</p>
+
+<p>"We live at Killochrie," Elsie said quickly and
+wickedly, not hesitating to conceal the truth, and
+to tell a falsehood to do so. "We've come farther
+than we should, and I wasn't quite sure of the way."</p>
+
+<p>"Aweel! aweel!" the man said, in his slow
+northern fashion. "It's a good thing ye're not
+lost away from your natural home, which I'd be
+sorry to think of happening to any bairn. It's a
+goodish bit out of my road, but I'd like to carry
+the poor bairnies back to their mother, wherever
+she be."</p>
+
+<p>Elsie waited to hear no more. She bade the
+man a hasty "Good-day," and ran off. How
+strange it was that this out-of-the-way shepherd
+should have heard the tale, and yet not so strange
+when one thinks how quickly such a tale spreads
+far and near, and how few other concerns the
+shepherd had to drive it from his mind. Already
+the news of the lost children was being discussed
+in every whiskey-shop and cottage. It had
+reached the little village three miles out of
+Killochrie, where the shepherd's wife lived. And
+if the children had been elsewhere than in the
+crofter's lonely cottage they must have been discovered,
+as there was every chance that they would
+be before long.</p>
+
+<p>Now, if Elsie had known it, the first piece of
+good fortune that had really come to them was
+when she met the shepherd. He was an honest,
+kind-hearted man, the father of children. At one
+word of explanation he would have taken the
+children in charge, and delivered them safely over
+to their proper guardian. Providence, watching
+over the misguided children, had put this means of
+deliverance in their way. But Elsie was still
+obstinate, and the very thought of being taken back
+roused every feeling of opposition and anger.</p>
+
+<p>If only poor little Duncan had known the
+opportunity, which was every moment retreating
+farther away!</p>
+
+<p>Elsie breathed freely when she perceived the
+shepherd disappear in the valley. "We are all
+right," she said to Duncan, keeping to herself the
+shock she had received. "This will lead us to
+Killochrie."</p>
+
+<p>Duncan said nothing. He seemed neither glad
+nor sorry. He was not much of a companion,
+Elsie thought.</p>
+
+<p>The day crept on. They did not make much
+progress, for Duncan was cross, and lagged dreadfully.</p>
+
+<p>Elsie had in her mind a firm conviction that the
+kind lady would return, and she was not wrong, for
+at last they saw a female figure coming towards
+them; she carried a good-sized leather bag in
+her hand, which Elsie believed contained food
+for them. How glad she was now that she had
+fled from the shepherd. The good fairy had come.</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_133" id="Page_133"></a>[Pg 133]</span>
+There was one thing Elsie had never thought of.
+Wicked spirits often assume the appearance of
+good fairies. Every one knows that, so that it was
+to be seen whether this was a good fairy or not.</p>
+
+<p>&nbsp;</p>
+
+<h4>CHAPTER X.&mdash;THE NEW MOTHER.</h4>
+
+<p><span class="dropcap013"><span class="dropcap">S</span></span><br /><span class="smcap">uch</span>
+a disappointment! As the figure drew
+near, Elsie saw that she had made a mistake.
+Instead of the beautifully-dressed
+lady of the carriage, it turned out to be a
+person dressed in black garments, with a long
+black veil covering her face.</p>
+
+<p>She walked along quickly, and as she came up to
+the children, she stopped. Then she turned up her
+veil, and Elsie saw with astonishment that it was
+really the lady who had spoken to them that morning,
+but so changed, that it was no wonder Elsie
+had not known her. The face that had looked so
+gay and smiling was now sad and pensive; the
+fair curling hair, falling in pretty confusion over the
+white forehead, was drawn smoothly back under
+the neat crape bonnet, with its widow's cap.</p>
+
+<p>The many bracelets and other jewellery were all
+gone. So complete was the transformation that
+Elsie stood staring, not knowing what to believe.</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_134" id="Page_134"></a>[Pg 134]</span>
+"I told you I was a fairy," the lady said, in
+a kind, but sad, voice. "You must not be surprised
+to see me so changed. To-morrow I may change
+again. A fairy is all sorts of things, you know."</p>
+
+<p>"Ye&mdash;es, ma'am," Elsie said, doubtfully.</p>
+
+<p>"I dare say you think that a fairy can change
+other people as well as herself, do you not?"</p>
+
+<p>"Yes, ma'am; fairies do that in books," Elsie
+replied.</p>
+
+<p>"Well, and I tell you I am a fairy," the lady said,
+a little sharply; "and I am going to change you."</p>
+
+<p>"What is she going to change us into, Elsie?"
+asked the matter-of-fact Duncan.</p>
+
+<p>"Ah! what?" the lady asked, with a laugh. "Shall
+I change you into two little Highland sheep scampering
+over the hills, and feeding upon grass?"</p>
+
+<p>"Oh no!" Elsie said quickly; but Duncan, whose
+mind never readily accepted a new idea, only
+replied stolidly, "You couldn't, you know."</p>
+
+<p>"Don't be so sure of that," the lady replied.
+"But I am not going to. I am going to make you
+into my own little children."</p>
+
+<p>This seemed very nice and kind, but it so completely
+did away with their own father that Elsie
+did not know what to say. The lady seemed displeased,
+and stamping her foot, said very sharply&mdash;"Do
+you hear what I say? I am going to turn you
+into my little boy and girl."</p>
+
+<p>"Thank you, ma'am," Elsie said slowly. "It is
+very kind, only we've got our own father."</p>
+
+<p>"I didn't say anything about a father, did I?"
+the lady said. "I shall be your mother. While you
+are my children, your father is dead."</p>
+
+<p>"But he isn't indeed, ma'am," Elsie began; but
+he lady's face suddenly changed. It grew very
+red, and her eyes blazed with passion.</p>
+
+<p>In place of the sad, pensive face, she saw an
+angry, furious, dreadful-looking face, that struck
+terror into her heart. "While you are my children,"
+she exclaimed, in a loud terrible voice, "your father
+is dead. If you forget that for one moment, I will
+instantly change you back into the wretched little
+creatures you now are, and set you down on top of
+that high mountain, where you will perish of cold
+and hunger." Then suddenly she dropped her
+voice, her face grew calm and sweet-looking again,
+and she said, very gently, "Will you be my children?"</p>
+
+<p>The children were so bewildered and astonished
+that they could hardly believe their senses. Elsie
+replied at once&mdash;"Oh yes, if we may;" but it was
+really more because she did not dare to say anything
+else, for fear of offending this strange being,
+and the dread of being left alone all night among the
+dark, gloomy hills.</p>
+
+<p>"Follow me," the lady said, drawing down her
+veil, and turning away from the road on to the
+grass.</p>
+
+<p>The children followed. She led them some
+distance over the lowest part of a small hill. She
+walked quickly, the children doing their best to
+keep pace with her light, rapid footsteps, although
+Duncan was very tired, and both were desperately
+hungry. Presently they found themselves
+in a tiny dell, through which ran a little
+babbling stream, and where large yellow daisies,
+and bonnie blue-bells, and other flowers bloomed
+abundantly. Here the strange lady stopped, and
+opening her bag, she drew forth some black garments.
+The first one was a frock of fine black
+stuff with crape. She bade Elsie take off the
+old gown she was wearing, and put on this.</p>
+
+<p>Elsie was charmed. The dress fastened down
+the back, and had a narrow skirt, cut in one with
+the body, forming a complete contrast to her own
+short full skirt and round body of bright plaid.
+Then there came forth from the fairy bag a black
+hat and a pair of beautiful silk gloves. "You will
+do for to-night," the lady said, when Elsie had put
+them on. "To-morrow morning we must think of
+shoes and stockings less clumsy than those you
+have on."</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 403px;">
+<img src="images/i019.jpg" width="403" height="450" alt="Illustration: 'YOU ARE TO CALL ME MAMMA,' SHE SAID" title="Illustration: 'YOU ARE TO CALL ME MAMMA,' SHE SAID" />
+<span class="smcap">"'you are to call me mamma,' she said"</span> (<a href="#Page_134"><i>p</i>. 134</a>).
+</div>
+
+<p>For Duncan she brought out a black overcoat,
+which reached nearly to his ankles, and a black
+cloth cap. Elsie waited impatiently, hoping to see
+some nice food come out of the bag, but the fairy
+mother seemed not to have thought of that, for she
+shut it up when she had taken the cap out, and
+gave it to Duncan to carry. Then she rolled up
+the tattered gown and jacket, and threw them into
+the stream.</p>
+
+<p>"You are to call me mamma," she said sweetly,
+"or mother, if you are more used to that."</p>
+
+<p>"Then please, ma'am&mdash;ma&mdash;we are very hungry,"
+Elsie said.</p>
+
+<p>The lady did not seem pleased. "What dreadful
+things children are! They want to eat!" she
+exclaimed. "Well, there is no time now; we
+must get home quickly. Give me a hand each of
+you."</p>
+
+<p>They did as they were told, and very soon were
+again upon the road, walking as quickly as they
+could to keep up with her. Every now and then
+she gave Duncan a sharp tug to make him walk
+quicker.</p>
+
+<p>The poor child was so tired and hungry that
+he hardly knew how to get along, but the lady
+took no notice. Elsie really was beginning to think
+that there was something about her quite different
+from ordinary people, but she was not sure that
+she liked her any better for that. She wondered
+whether she knew what it was to feel very hungry.</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_135" id="Page_135"></a>[Pg 135]</span>
+They walked what seemed to the weary children
+a very, very long way, but at last they saw
+houses, and they perceived that they had arrived
+at a little village. Here the lady bought them
+some buns and rolls, which they eagerly devoured,
+but to their infinite disappointment they found
+they were not to stay here. On they walked
+another long way, till they reached a place with
+many houses and streets and shops, such as Elsie
+had never seen in her life before.</p>
+
+<p>It was now quite dark, but the lady hurried
+them through the streets, not allowing them to
+stop for a moment. By-and-by they arrived at
+a strange building of wood. They were presently
+lifted into a carriage. The lady followed; the
+door was shut. There was a shrill scream, and
+then the lights outside began to glide past them.
+They were, for the first time in their lives, in a
+train.</p>
+
+<p>Duncan had not been in the carriage two
+minutes before his head fell back against the
+woodwork, and he was asleep. Elsie's brain was
+too busy for her to do the same thing. The sensation
+of gliding along in the dark was so new and
+strange that she was at first very frightened, but as
+every one else looked quite comfortable, her fears
+began to abate, and she could turn her mind
+to the strange adventures that had befallen them.</p>
+
+<p>After some little time they stopped, and their
+companion lifted them out, rousing Duncan out of
+his heavy sleep with much difficulty.</p>
+
+<p>A tall, dark gentleman was waiting, on the platform
+for them. "Here are the dear children," the
+lady said, in a sweet, sad voice. "Children, say
+'How do you do?' to your Uncle William."</p>
+
+<p>The gentleman shook hands with each of them,
+and taking Elsie by the hand, led her forward, the
+lady following with Duncan. They passed through
+some gates, and found some carriages waiting
+outside. Into one of these the gentleman and lady
+took the children, and they were driven away.</p>
+
+<p>These two strange individuals conversed a great
+deal, but the noise of the wheels prevented Elsie
+from hearing much of what they said. She made
+out that the lady was telling the gentleman about
+her journey, and she thought they both seemed
+rather pleased.</p>
+
+<p>Suddenly the gentleman leaned over, and laid a
+hand upon Elsie's arm. "Mind what you are
+about," he said in her ear. "If you say anything
+to displease this lady, your good mother, it will
+be the worse for you. The less you say to anybody,
+the better; and look after the boy. What is
+your name?"</p>
+
+<p>"Elsie."</p>
+
+<p>"No it isn't. It is Effie Donaldson. Don't
+forget it again. Your brother's name is Donald
+Donaldson. Don't let him forget it, either."</p>
+
+<p>Elsie saw in a moment that there was no trifling
+meant, and that she would have to obey. It was
+the same gentleman who had called the driver an
+idiot in the morning. She had stolen a glance at
+him then, and had not liked his face. She liked
+it still less now. Still, they must be kind people,
+or they would not have brought her and Duncan
+all this way, and given them such nice clothes.
+Elsie very much wished, however, that gentlefolk
+had not such strange manners.</p>
+
+<p>She was very glad and thankful when at last
+they alighted at a house, into which they entered.
+A neat, tidy-looking woman came forward to meet
+them. "Everything's quite ready, ma'am, as the
+gentleman ordered," she said, with a curtsey. "I've
+made up an extra bed in your room, ma'am, for the
+little boy, which the gentleman said would suit
+you, and the supper's waiting to be served in a
+moment. I dare say the children are tired, ma'am."</p>
+
+<p>"Yes," said the lady, in a sweet, gentle voice.
+"They have had a long journey, and they are
+tired to-night. They will be glad to get to bed as
+soon as we have had supper, won't you, dears?"</p>
+
+<p>"Yes, mamma," Elsie answered quickly. Duncan
+made no reply.</p>
+
+<p>"You go in there, and sit down till I come," the
+lady said, pointing to an open door, through which
+came the gleam of a fire. She took Elsie's hat
+and Duncan's cap, and went upstairs, leaving the
+children, as they thought, alone.</p>
+
+<p>But that was a mistake, for the gentleman came
+in the next moment. However, he told them, not
+unkindly, to sit down and warm themselves, which
+they were glad enough to do. The table was
+already spread for a meal. Presently the woman
+brought in a dish of ham and eggs, which made
+the famished creatures ready to cry with delight.</p>
+
+<p>Their new mamma watched them very narrowly
+as they ate. Fortunately, Mrs. MacDougall had
+been very strict about their behaviour, but there
+were still several things that displeased their new
+friend, for which she corrected them pretty sharply;
+and to show how easily children can remember
+when they really know they must, Elsie not only
+bore in mind the faults that were found with
+herself, but also those points in which Duncan
+had offended.</p>
+
+<p>The woman of the house came in by-and-by,
+to ask whether she should see the children in bed.
+She looked so kind and nice, that Elsie hoped their
+new mamma would say "Yes." She, however, declined,
+saying that she could not bear any one to do
+anything for the children but herself. Then she took
+them upstairs, and locking the door, bade them
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_136" id="Page_136"></a>[Pg 136]</span>
+undress. She then went to a box, and got out
+some night garments, which were much too large;
+but the children did not mind that. She tucked
+Elsie kindly into the snuggest, sweetest bed that
+could be, and then went to do the same kind office
+for Duncan. Then telling them that they were
+on no account to get up till she came to them
+the next morning, she left them to such a night's
+rest as they had not had since they left the cottage
+on Dunster Moor.</p>
+
+<p>&nbsp;</p>
+
+<h4>CHAPTER XI.&mdash;"THAT CHILD IS ILL!"</h4>
+
+<p><span class="dropcap020"><span class="dropcap">T</span></span><br /><span class="smcap">he</span> children had been in the habit of rising
+at an early hour all their lives. Elsie woke the
+next morning about six o'clock, to find the sun
+shining in brightly at the curtained window.
+She had always thought what a fine thing it must
+be to be able to lie in bed as long as one liked,
+so she was not at all averse to doing as the lady
+had bidden her, especially as the little bed was so
+soft and warm. She lay quietly, looking round
+the room at the pictures which hung on the walls,
+and at the various articles of furniture it contained;
+but after a while she began to grow tired
+of this, and to wonder when the lady would come
+to her. After an hour or so she crept to the
+door, and turned the handle, thinking to see if
+any one was about yet; but she found that she was
+locked in, so there was nothing else to be done
+but to get back into bed.</p>
+
+<p>The time passed very slowly; still no one came.
+Elsie grew very restless, and did not at all like the
+feeling of being locked up away from Duncan.
+Still these people were gentlefolk, and rich. It was
+quite impossible they could mean any harm.
+She could hear distant sounds of people moving
+in the house. Could it be possible that they had
+forgotten all about her? She had heard a clock
+strike seven, then eight, now it was striking nine.
+At home, she would have been across the moor
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_137" id="Page_137"></a>[Pg 137]</span>
+and back, have had her breakfast, and been at
+school by this time.</p>
+
+<p>Much as she stood in awe of her mysterious
+benefactress, she grew at last so restless that she
+could be still no longer, but jumped up, and began
+to wash and dress herself.</p>
+
+<p>She was standing before the glass, greatly admiring
+her appearance in the new frock and hat, and
+wondering how the lady had really got them, when
+the key turned, and the fairy mother herself
+entered. She was dressed in long trailing black
+garments, with a white cap on her head, and looked,
+Elsie thought, wonderfully sweet and pretty. But
+as her eye fell upon Elsie the sweetness vanished,
+and the angry expression that had once before so
+terrified her came back.</p>
+
+<p>"I told you not to get up till I came," she said,
+in a threatening voice.</p>
+
+<p>"I thought you had forgotten; it was so late,"
+Elsie faltered.</p>
+
+<p>"You are not to think," the lady said. "You have
+disobeyed me once. The second time you will find
+yourself, before nightfall, back on the top of the
+mountain, as I warned you before. And far
+worse things than that will befall you, and your
+brother too. Take care! I shall not warn you
+again. Now, put on these stockings I have brought
+you, and let me see if these shoes fit."</p>
+
+<p>They were a pair of fine woven black stockings,
+for which Elsie willingly changed her thick grey
+knitted ones. The shoes were a little long, but
+were soft and easy to her feet, and seemed to Elsie
+very beautiful ones. They were, in fact, a pair of
+the lady's own, and yet were scarcely any too large
+for Elsie. Then the lady combed out her hair,
+and tied it up with a piece of black ribbon. Elsie
+felt herself very grand indeed.</p>
+
+<p>"Now kiss me, and say, 'Good morning,
+mamma,'" the lady said, holding her cheek down.</p>
+
+<p>Elsie did as she was bidden. "That will do,"
+the lady said. "When you go downstairs say
+'Good morning' to your Uncle William in the
+same way. You can go now."</p>
+
+<p>Elsie went downstairs. At the door of the room
+where they had supped the night before she met
+the woman of the house, taking in a plate of eggs,
+coffee, and other good things.</p>
+
+<p>The woman looked at her curiously, but made no
+remark. Elsie went in, and found the gentleman
+already there. She went forward and bade him
+good morning, as she had been directed.</p>
+
+<p>He lifted up a pair of large black eyes from the
+paper he was reading, and gave her a look which
+somehow scared her, as he said "Good morning,
+Effie." She stood still, not daring to move at
+all, and feeling extremely frightened and awkward.</p>
+
+<p>"Go and tell your mamma that breakfast is
+ready," he said, with another look.</p>
+
+<p>"Yes, dear, I'm coming," the lady called, in
+response to Elsie's message. "Don't walk so
+heavily, child!" she exclaimed, as Elsie ran downstairs.
+"I do not know what sort of manners they
+have taught you at that wretched school. Bring
+your hat down, dear; then we shall be all ready to
+start. You will see that the luggage is in readiness,
+Mrs. Alexander," she added to the woman, who
+was at that moment coming out of the room.</p>
+
+<p>"Yes, ma'am, certainly. And the fly will be
+round at a quarter to ten punctually."</p>
+
+<p>The lady thanked her very sweetly; she was
+leading Duncan by the hand. He had on his
+overcoat, and held his cap in his hand. Elsie concluded
+at once that this was because he had no
+jacket, and wondered why the lady had not provided
+one for him as well as clothes for her. The
+child was looking pale and heavy, and, Elsie
+thought, unhappy.</p>
+
+<p>All the time they were at breakfast the lady and
+gentleman talked about the weather, and the long
+journey they were going to take, and such things,
+just, Elsie thought, as if Mrs. Alexander were outside
+listening. Elsie was considerably bewildered
+by the way they spoke of her and Duncan.</p>
+
+<p>"Effie is not so much grown as I would have
+thought," the lady remarked to the gentleman, who
+seemed to be her brother.</p>
+
+<p>"She is very much tanned, and her hands are
+as brown as berries," he replied.</p>
+
+<p>"Ah! that is the natural result of such a country
+life," the lady returned. "She has perfect health."</p>
+
+<p>"Donald does not look so well."</p>
+
+<p>Elsie could make nothing of this strange conversation,
+but she supposed that the lady wished
+her and Duncan to be taken for some other children
+who were not there. Still this was puzzling,
+for where could the other children be?</p>
+
+<p>Duncan ate very little, and seemed to take that
+more because he was frightened to leave what had
+been given him than for any hunger.</p>
+
+<p>After breakfast a carriage came to the door, and
+they drove back again to the station from which
+they had come last night. After a little waiting,
+the train started.</p>
+
+<p>There were no other passengers in the carriage
+they occupied, and the lady and gentleman talked
+a great deal together. Elsie could not understand
+half that they said, but she heard them mention
+Edinburgh and London, and talk of hotels, and
+lodgings, and a great many other things, which
+gave her no information; but her heart beat
+wildly when they spoke of London, and she hoped
+above everything that they would take her there,
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_138" id="Page_138"></a>[Pg 138]</span>
+for she had lost all count of the way by now, and
+would have had no more idea in which direction
+to go, had she been left to herself, than she would
+have had to find her way back to Dunster.</p>
+
+<p>For a while the lady and gentleman were so engaged
+in talking together, that they took no notice
+of the children. Duncan had seated himself in a
+corner, and was leaning his head against the
+cushion with a strange expression on his face.
+Elsie, sitting opposite, glanced at him several times,
+as if to inquire what was the matter, but he took
+no notice. To go over and ask him was more
+than she dared. She was far more frightened to
+move a finger before this strange lady than she had
+been to disobey Mrs. MacDougall in the most
+flagrant way.</p>
+
+<p>But suddenly the gentleman's eye fell upon
+Duncan, and he said sharply, "That child is ill,
+Lucy!"</p>
+
+<p>"Nonsense!" said the lady, quickly. "He is
+putting it on. A good shaking will rouse him."</p>
+
+<p>Elsie glanced uneasily at Duncan. He took no
+notice; his heavy eyelids were almost closed. It
+flashed upon Elsie that what the gentleman said
+was true, although she had not thought of it before.</p>
+
+<p>"I think he is ill," Elsie said, plucking up her
+courage, for she thought it was cruel to talk of
+shaking him.</p>
+
+<p>"Nonsense! He shall not be ill. Let him dare
+to!" the lady cried angrily.</p>
+
+<p>"It strikes me that he won't be able to help it,"
+the gentleman said, with an ugly smile, which
+seemed to make the lady very angry. "Well now,
+what's to be done? This is a look-out you had not
+bargained for."</p>
+
+<p>The lady looked puzzled and very much annoyed.
+She bit her lip, and tapped her foot on the floor.</p>
+
+<p>"If he lasts out till we get to London, I don't
+know that the child being ill will interfere with our
+plans. It might be turned to advantage. If not,
+he must be left behind in Edinburgh," the lady said.</p>
+
+<p>Elsie pricked up her ears. "You do not mean
+that you would leave him without me," she said
+quickly, thinking her ears must have deceived her.</p>
+
+<p>"He could be brought to London when he was
+better," the lady said, with a glance at the gentleman.
+"He would be taken care of; but we must
+go on."</p>
+
+<p>"If he stays in Edinburgh, I shall too," Elsie
+said, with sudden decision.</p>
+
+<p>"You will do what I tell you!" the lady said, with
+one of her terrible looks, which so frightened Elsie
+that she could say nothing, although her mind was
+firmly made up that she would never leave Duncan.</p>
+
+<p>Then they went on talking again, and Elsie heard
+a great deal of discussion about whether they
+should stay in an hotel or not, and she gathered
+that the presence of herself and Duncan was the
+point of difficulty, for she heard the lady say that
+she had not been able to get him any clothes, and
+his own were much too coarse and common, and
+that people in Edinburgh would notice much more
+than simple country-folk like Mrs. Alexander.</p>
+
+<p>Elsie had long been doubtful whether these
+people were kind or not, but now she felt sure they
+were not. She had no idea why they had done all
+they had, but she felt sure it was not from real
+kindness, and she began to feel suspicious that
+they would be very unkind to Duncan.</p>
+
+<p>It was a very strange thing, and not at all what
+she had ever read in any book, that they should
+twice have fallen in with unkind people.</p>
+
+<p>By-and-by some other people came into the
+carriage, and then Mrs. Donaldson went and sat
+by Duncan, putting her arm round him, and drawing
+his head down on to her shoulder.</p>
+
+<p>After being many hours in the train, they arrived
+at a great place, which turned out to be the
+Waverley Station at Edinburgh. It was such a busy,
+wonderful place, with so many lights and people,
+that Elsie would have been wild with delight if it
+had not been for her anxiety about Duncan.</p>
+
+<p>The gentleman gave some directions to a porter
+about taking their luggage. Then he and the lady
+took poor Duncan between them and led him out
+into the streets, which were full of people and
+carriages.</p>
+
+<p>It was, she supposed, because so many people
+looked at Duncan's pale heavy face and tottering
+steps that the gentleman, after a a few minutes, took
+him up and carried him. They went some little distance,
+till they came to a small shop, the window of
+which was full of all kinds of papers and pictures.
+The gentleman had some conversation with a man
+behind the counter, who took them into a small
+room, where the lady and gentleman bade them
+"Good-bye," and left them, saying they would come
+back the next morning.</p>
+
+<p>After a little time, a girl, dirty, ragged, and
+untidy, came into the room, and taking Duncan up
+in her arms, carried him upstairs, Elsie following
+with a candle.</p>
+
+<p>The house seemed to be a tall one, for there were
+more stairs than Elsie had ever seen in her life,
+and they were dark, steep, and narrow, so that she
+frequently stumbled. The girl, however, went on
+quickly enough. They paused at several landings
+with doors, from which came the noise of voices,
+sometimes raised pretty high, as if in anger and
+dispute.</p>
+
+<p>At last they reached a tiny room, quite up at the
+top of the house. It had a low, sloping roof, much
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_139" id="Page_139"></a>[Pg 139]</span>
+discoloured with damp and dirt, as were also the
+walls. The floor was bare and black with dirt and
+age, the whole apartment squalid and uncomfortable.</p>
+
+<p>The girl laid Duncan down on the bed, and
+began removing his things with a certain amount
+of gentleness; he seemed quite unable to do anything
+for himself. When she had undressed him,
+she put back the bed-clothes. Then she went
+away, and once more the children were alone
+together, and very much alone, for Elsie noticed
+that the girl locked the door before she went away.</p>
+
+<p class="center">(<i>To be continued.</i>)</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+
+<h2><a name="Some_More_Little_Presents" id="Some_More_Little_Presents"></a>SOME MORE LITTLE PRESENTS, AND THE WAY TO MAKE THEM.<a name="FNanchor_1_1" id="FNanchor_1_1"></a><a href="#Footnote_1_1" class="fnanchor">[1]</a></h2>
+
+<p><span class="dropcap027"><span class="dropcap">A</span></span><span class="smcap">re</span> you ready to
+hear about more
+things which can
+be made with a
+penknife? Then
+I am ready to
+tell you.</p>
+
+<p>Amongst my
+acquaintances
+and friends are
+certain little toy-boat
+builders,
+who bestow upon
+me from time to
+time boats fashioned
+by their
+knives; vessels
+which would not, it is true, encounter stormy seas,
+and therefore are not fitted for use, but which look
+taut and trim as they lie in the quiet harbour of
+bracket or slab amongst other choice ornaments.
+A rowing-boat, a yacht, a schooner, a man-of-war&mdash;all
+these varieties are somewhat commonplace.
+The construction of them requires skill and dexterity,
+I know, but you do not want a description
+from me of these, and I wish to tell you of something
+more uncommon than the boats we see on our
+own waters.</p>
+
+<p>Perhaps some of my readers have not attempted
+anything on so large a scale as this I am about to
+describe. If they are afraid of the size of the
+venture, they can follow the general directions, and
+make their dimensions smaller.</p>
+
+<p>Two boats we want, and four paddles.</p>
+
+<p>The boats are to be in shape and form like the
+Indian birch-bark canoe: this, as you know, has
+a very distinctive appearance of its own, and is
+quite different from any boat we see on English
+waters: for this reason, although you might be
+able to find a picture of one in some book, a
+drawing is given for you to study, as your model
+for shape and form. As I have said, we require
+two of these canoes, and they are to be of different
+sizes. The length of the big one is 12 inches; the
+depth of this boat in the middle is 2 inches; at its
+stern and prow, which you will see are alike also
+in form, the measurement is 2&frac12; inches.</p>
+
+<p>The length of the little canoe is 9&frac12; inches: in
+the middle it is 1&frac12; inches, and prow and stern
+measure 2 inches.</p>
+
+<p>The particularly bulging sides of boats of this
+character are the cause of the chief difficulty of their
+construction; fortunately for our purpose only one
+side of the canoes have this protuberance, for this
+reason&mdash;these canoes and paddles are placed
+together and hung up against a wall, and therefore
+one side of each canoe has to be flat in order to
+rest steadily and comfortably against the wall.
+The interiors of the canoes are scooped out, and
+serve as receptacles for odds and ends.</p>
+
+<p>The paddles of some canoes are short and have
+wide spoon-like blades at each end; these, you see,
+have not. The length of the pair of big paddles is
+13 inches; of these inches the blade takes 2&frac12; inches.
+The extreme length of the little paddles is
+12 inches; their blades are as large as those of
+their companions.</p>
+
+<p>These four paddles are crossed over each other,
+and over one another, all at the same time standing
+in an upright position.</p>
+
+<p>The two long paddles cross each other just
+below the blades, which rear themselves aloft; the
+two short paddles also cross each other near their
+blades, but they are head downwards. When
+these four brothers are placed together in proper
+juxtaposition, the ends of the little paddles are
+just below, but an inch or so away from the blades
+of the big paddles. The ends of the big paddles
+descend as far as the bottom of the blades of the
+little paddles. I hope that you are not confused or
+bewildered: the drawing will help to enlighten you.</p>
+
+<p>Against this background of paddles the two
+canoes are placed: the little one uppermost, the
+larger one a few inches below. Very pretty the
+whole device looks. I should keep the secret
+until the whole is quite complete. The surface of
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_140" id="Page_140"></a>[Pg 140]</span>
+the wood should be made as smooth as satin by
+dint of rubs and scrubs with sand-paper, and then
+it looks well if left without any covering of paint
+or varnish: the stems of the paddles have a little
+adornment in long specks of red and blue paint.</p>
+
+<p>Now L am going to turn away&mdash;for a time at any
+rate&mdash;from whittling of wood, and to speak of cutting
+of cork&mdash;that is ordinary corks. So many things
+can be constructed with them by the help of a penknife
+and liquid glue.</p>
+
+<p>The celebrated Cleopatra's Needle is a good
+object; a wheelbarrow, an old-fashioned square arm-chair,
+a book-case, an old oak chest, a Dutch cradle,
+and many other articles of furniture can be imitated.
+In selecting copies for imitation it is best to choose
+those of old date, made of oak, for the cork resembles
+old worm-eaten oak when its first freshness
+has gone and its complexion becomes darker. A
+very pretty and uncommon object to copy is that
+of an old-fashioned clock, a veritable "my grandfather's clock,"
+an upright tall eight-day clock that
+has a long chain and a heavy pendulum concealed
+within its tall case, and that shows a big square
+face with large figures printed on it. I will give
+you a few details about my cork clock, and I think
+you will make one and set it upon a bracket to be
+admired by all beholders. This miniature clock
+stands 7&frac12; inches high. Its two cases and head are
+hollow; it is built of little blocks of cork of different
+sizes, fitted neatly together, so that at the first
+glance one imagines each portion to be one large
+piece. The lower part of the clock is 2 inches
+high and 1&frac12; inches across. This hollow four-sided
+case stands on a basement formed of cork blocks,
+which project a wee bit beyond the case; this
+structure is supported by 4 feet of a club-like form.
+So far so good. Now we will raise the structure
+higher. A case in which the pendulum with its
+chain is supposed to be hanging and swinging and
+tick-tacking is formed likewise of bricks of cork: its
+length is 2&frac12; inches, its breadth is 1 inch. Now as
+the upper case is smaller, you see, than the lower
+one, there would be a cavity, and indeed nothing for
+the higher one to rest upon, so we put little bevelled
+pieces on the lower case, which fill up part of the
+aperture and give the upper case a resting-place.
+The door of the clock is represented by a narrow
+thin piece of cork, at least 2 inches long, placed
+down the middle of the upper case. Now we have
+come to its head: this is a hollow square, 1&frac12; inches
+high and wide. A little platform is put on the upper
+case, which projects beyond it all round. On this the
+head stands, and at each corner a little round pillar,
+the height of the head, rears itself up. On the top
+of the head there is an ornamental battlement, composed
+of dog-tooth pieces of cork. As the clock has
+a head, it ought to have a face; indeed, the face is
+one of the chief parts of a clock. Take a piece of
+stiff white paper or thin cardboard, cut it square
+the exact size of the head, and on it mark, in your
+neatest style, the proper number of figures and the
+two black hands: fasten the paper on a square of
+cork the same size, and put it in at the back of
+the head. Keep it in its place by fastening projecting
+blocks of cork to the back of the square;
+this will keep it steady, and prevent the face from
+falling away from the front of the head. The face
+looks rather too staring if the whole square is
+seen, therefore fix tiny half squares of cork in each
+of the four corners of the head in front.</p>
+<p class="right">E. C.</p>
+
+<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>[See Little Folks, Vol. XVIII., page 291.]</p></div>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+
+<div class="block width500">
+
+<h2><a name="Summer_Visitors" id="Summer_Visitors"></a>SUMMER VISITORS.</h2>
+
+<div class="figleft1" style="width: 39px; height: 70px;">
+<img src="images/i031.jpg" width="39" height="70" alt="I" title="I" />
+</div>
+
+<p>&nbsp;fed the birds in the winter,<br />
+<span class="two">And so in the summer, you see,<br /></span>
+They flew through my open window,<br />
+<span class="two">And stayed for a cup of tea.<br /></span>
+They little thought I was looking, the dear little feathered things,<br />
+As they hovered o'er cups and saucers, and fluttered their pretty wings.<br />
+<br />
+<span class="two">For I was standing on tip-toe,<br /></span>
+<span class="four">In hiding behind the screen,<br /></span>
+<span class="two">And a livelier chirpier party,<br /></span>
+<span class="four">I think I have never seen.<br /></span>
+The air was sweet with the summer, the window stood open wide,<br />
+My room was a garden of flowers, and lime-trees blossomed outside.<br />
+<br />
+<span class="two">So the old birds paid me a visit,<br /></span>
+<span class="four">And the young birds came in their train,<br /></span>
+<span class="two">For they took my room, with its nosegays,<br /></span>
+<span class="four">For part of their own domain;<br /></span>
+While they sipped the cream in my teacups, and daintily pecked my cake,<br />
+And called to their friends and neighbours, that each and all might partake.<br />
+<br />
+<span class="two">But just as I stood there watching,<br /></span>
+<span class="four">Enjoying their chorus gay,<br /></span>
+<span class="two">My cat stole in from the kitchen,<br /></span>
+<span class="four">And all of them flew away&mdash;<br /></span>
+With wings that fluttered and quivered, they chirped to another tune,<br />
+As they flew away through the garden that beautiful day in June.<br />
+</p>
+<p class="right">A. M.</p>
+</div>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_141" id="Page_141"></a>[Pg 141]</span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 446px;">
+<img src="images/i032.jpg" width="446" height="600" alt="Illustration: 'SUMMER VISITORS'" title="Illustration: 'SUMMER VISITORS'" />
+<span class="smcap">"summer visitors."</span> (<a href="#Summer_Visitors"><i>p</i>. 140</a>)
+</div>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_142" id="Page_142"></a>[Pg 142]</span></p>
+
+<h2><a name="A_New_Game_For_Children" id="A_New_Game_For_Children"></a>A NEW GAME FOR CHILDREN.</h2>
+
+<p><span class="dropcap034"><span class="dropcap">W</span></span><span class="smcap">e</span> mention this game&mdash;which we believe
+has never appeared in print&mdash;because
+not only many may take
+part, but like really good games,
+amusement and perhaps some instruction
+are derived in playing it;
+and any number may play at <i>the same time</i>. Let
+us suppose that ten children decide to play this
+game of "Names." Each player is provided with
+a long strip of paper and a pencil, and if one of
+the players has a watch so much the better; if not
+a clock must be used. One commences by calling
+out: "Girls' names commencing with A, two minutes
+allowed." Each player then writes down all the
+girls' names that he (or she) can recollect that
+commence with A, and at the expiration of the two
+minutes, "time" is called. Then the oldest player
+reads from his (or her) slip all the names he or she
+has written down. Say, Amy, Amabel, Alice,
+Ann, Annie, Amanda, Aileen, &amp;c. All the other
+players, as the names are read out, cancel any
+name read out. If, for instance, all have written
+Amy, all cancel Amy, and count one mark. Say
+six players have Amabel, and four have not, each
+of the six count one mark; those who have not
+thought and written down Amabel get nothing for
+Amabel, and so on through the list. The object of
+the game is to teach the children all girls' and boys'
+names. When the marks have been allotted for
+all the names, the total of marks are read out and
+noted on each slip. The players then proceed in
+a similar manner for all boys' names commencing
+with A, such as Alfred, Abel, Adam, Andrew,
+Arthur, &amp;c. The game can be continued till all
+the letters in the alphabet are exhausted, but
+practically young players rarely care to "do" more
+than thirty sets or fifteen letters consecutively.
+Various names crop up, and the memory is well
+exercised, and children generally vote it great
+fun. Any one introducing pet or fancy names,
+such as Pussy, Kit, Teddy, &amp;c., forfeits two marks,
+unless it be arranged that they will be allowed.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+
+<h2><a name="A_Day_On_Board_HMS_Britannia" id="A_Day_On_Board_HMS_Britannia"></a>A DAY ON BOARD H.M.S. <i>BRITANNIA</i>.</h2>
+
+<p class="center"><i>By the Rev.</i> <span class="smcap">J. Clement P. Aldous</span>, <i>Chief Instructor and Chaplain to Cadets</i>.</p>
+
+<p><span class="dropcap037"><span class="dropcap">T</span></span><span class="smcap">he</span> <i>Britannia</i> is the
+training-school for
+naval officers. All
+boys who are to
+be fighting officers
+in the British
+Navy go to the
+<i>Britannia</i>. They
+enter when they
+are about thirteen,
+and stay
+there two years,
+and from this ship
+they go as midshipmen
+to our
+ships in all parts
+of the world. We
+are going to pay
+a visit to the
+<i>Britannia</i>, and
+see how these young naval cadets spend their day.</p>
+
+<p>If we want to see the whole day through, we must
+start early. So we will take a boat and go off from
+the shore at five o'clock in the morning of a fine
+summer day. It is only a row of some 200 yards
+to reach the <i>Britannia</i> from the shore. She is
+anchored in the middle of the River Dart or
+Dartmouth Harbour.</p>
+
+<p>Have you ever seen one of England's old wooden
+walls&mdash;a three decker? How high she stands out
+of the water! If you will look at the picture you
+will see that there are quite six storeys to this great
+floating house. As you come up to the ship's side
+in a boat, she towers above you like a great cliff&mdash;a
+wooden wall&mdash;you can see what these words mean
+now.</p>
+
+<p>Let us step up the ladder; they will be surprised
+to see us so early. The sentry on the middle deck
+wishes to know our business. "We have come to
+see <i>everything</i>," we say, and show our authority for
+coming.</p>
+
+<p>So we go up a ladder&mdash;not a staircase, mind!&mdash;to
+the sleeping deck. There we see two long rows of
+chests, which represent the wardrobe, chest of
+drawers, washing place, private locker, every piece
+of furniture, in fact, which a naval cadet possesses.</p>
+
+<p>Over these hang the hammocks, each the sleeping-place
+of a cadet. A hammock is such a funny
+thing to sleep in. I dare say you have a string
+hammock on your lawn, in which you sometimes
+lie on a very hot summer's afternoon. But it is a
+queer bed to sleep in, for your head and your heels
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_143" id="Page_143"></a>[Pg 143]</span>
+are both of them stuck up in the air, while your
+body hangs underneath in a graceful curve.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;">
+<img src="images/i039.jpg" width="500" height="361" alt="Illustration: Hammocks On Board The Britannia" title="Illustration: Hammocks On Board The Britannia" />
+<span class="smcap">hammocks on board the <i>britannia</i></span>
+</div>
+
+<p>Half past five is struck, or rather <i>three bells</i>, for
+man-of-war time goes by half-hours till eight bells
+are reached at noon and midnight, four and eight
+o'clock, when it starts again. Three bells! a corporal
+walks along and picks out here and there
+some unfortunate boy who has been misconducting
+himself the day before&mdash;perhaps he was late or idle&mdash;and
+he has to "turn out" an hour before the others
+and stand up till they join him. A wretched
+beginning of a day, especially on a winter's morning&mdash;to
+stand
+shivering on
+an open deck,
+while all his
+comrades are
+peacefully
+tucked up in
+their warm
+hammocks.
+I think if you
+knew you
+would get
+this punishment,
+my
+little friend,
+you would
+take good
+pains to be
+in time.</p>
+
+<p>As we walk
+round the
+hammocks
+we now see
+the servants
+busy placing the cadets' clothes on their chests,
+ready for them to dress. There is a servant to
+about ten boys.</p>
+
+<p>By-and-by five bells is struck, half past six,
+and a bugle rings out a merry peal, on the middle
+deck. It is the <i>turn-out</i> bugle, and you can play it
+on the piano:&mdash;</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/i0017a.jpg" width="400" height="120" alt="Music to turn-out" title="Music to turn-out" />
+</div>
+
+<p>In a few moments we hear the same bugle-call,
+far away. The bugler is gone off to the <i>Hindostan</i>,
+and he is giving the sound for the other boys
+to turn out.</p>
+
+<p>We only saw half the cadets in their hammocks
+in the <i>Britannia</i>. If you will look at the picture
+on <a href="#Page_145">page 145</a> you will see another smaller ship, the
+<i>Hindostan</i>, moored ahead of the <i>Britannia</i>. The
+younger boys sleep in "the other ship," as it is called.</p>
+
+<p>What a merry noise there is, as the cadets bound
+out of their hammocks, and rush off to the big salt-water
+bath, which is fitted in either ship! I am
+glad we are only describing a visit, for were we
+looking on we should get drenched from head to
+foot.</p>
+
+<p>The corporals walk about among the hammocks
+to see that all the young gentlemen are turned out.</p>
+
+<p>"Show a leg there, sir! Come along, come along
+now, now,
+now, bugle's
+gone long
+ago, sir," as
+he finds
+some sleepy
+youth, not at
+all willing to
+show a leg.
+"Make a
+start, sir."</p>
+
+<p>Basins are
+fitted up along
+the deck
+for  them.
+They need
+not use the
+basins  in
+their chests.
+These must
+be used at
+sea when the
+weather  is
+not rough
+enough to dash the water out over the clothes.</p>
+
+<p>At five minutes past seven a warning bugle is
+heard, to warn them that in ten minutes they must
+be dressed and ready. Some are kneeling at their
+chests, beginning the morning with prayer for
+help to live as in God's sight all the day. Some
+are hurrying on their clothes. Some are reading
+the Bible, a few verses, as they have promised their
+people at home never to omit to do.</p>
+
+<p>At a quarter past seven rings out another bugle-call.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/i0017b.jpg" width="400" height="56" alt="Music to assembly" title="Music to assembly" />
+</div>
+
+<p>This means <i>assembly</i>, and the cadets all
+troop down to the middle deck, where they form
+in line, two deep, all along the deck; the port
+watch in the fore part of the ship, and the starboard
+watch farther aft. This division into two
+parts, starboard watch and port watch, is to accustom
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_144" id="Page_144"></a>[Pg 144]</span>
+them to the idea of the whole ship's company
+being always divided into two watches.</p>
+
+<p>The cadet captains stand in front of the two
+lines, the chief captains one at the end of each
+watch. These are cadets chosen as "monitors"
+to have charge of the others.</p>
+
+<p>The <i>silence</i> bugle sounds, though no one is
+supposed to make a noise after the <i>assembly</i> has
+sounded. The officer of the day comes along, a
+lieutenant, whose duty it is to look after the cadets
+that day. "<i>Open order! March</i>," is his order;
+"<i>Rear rank, dress</i>," says the chief captain, and he
+walks round the two lines, and sees that the cadets
+are properly dressed. That white lanyard you see
+round their neck is for holding their keys. A
+sailor always has a knife at the end of such a lanyard.</p>
+
+<p>"<i>Close order! March</i>," and the officer of the day
+marches them off to their various studies for the
+morning. Let us go and see where they have
+gone. Half of them, one watch, have gone down
+into the large mess-room. They sit round the
+room at the tables by the ship's side, and prepare
+work for their naval instructors. In a little
+while the servants will lay the middle tables for
+breakfast, but they do not mind the noise.</p>
+
+<p>Up in the lecture-room, the chaplain has some
+classes at a Bible lesson. Just outside the lecture-room
+a sailor is teaching some of the boys at a
+model of a ship. On the main-deck of the "other
+ship," a sergeant is drilling some of the boys, and
+on the place where all stood for the first muster
+cadets are seated on forms, and are being taught
+by a sailor the meaning of some sea expressions,
+and what they are to do to avoid collisions at sea.</p>
+
+<p>So they are busy at work till at ten minutes past
+eight a bugle goes for all to go down into the
+mess-room, where they range themselves at their
+places for breakfast.</p>
+
+<p>At a quarter past eight the chaplain comes
+down to read prayers, the captain of the ship and
+the officer of the day coming down too. Then
+breakfast and letters, which are handed round to
+the fortunate ones.</p>
+
+<p>There is plenty of talk at breakfast; but tea,
+coffee, and cocoa, bread-and-butter, meat of some
+sort, eggs, bacon, or fish and porridge, are very
+welcome after the hour's work, with which the day
+has begun.</p>
+
+<p>At a quarter to nine there is a bugle-call which
+sends a pang to some hearts. <i>Defaulters'</i> bugle.
+Those who have been reported during the previous
+day are told to "fall in on the aft deck," and there
+they stand in a line. The commander comes and
+hears the report&mdash;investigates the case&mdash;asks what
+the cadet has to say, and then awards some
+punishment. We have seen one form of it.
+Then there is extra drill and march out with a
+corporal, or standing up after the others have
+"turned in," or as we should say, gone to bed.
+Poor fellows! it is a court of justice; and they
+would do well to keep off the aft deck. If the
+offence is serious, it is reported to the captain of
+the ship, who is head of all. Perhaps the offender
+is reduced to "second class for conduct," and has
+to wear a piece of white tape on his arm, be kept
+apart from all the others, and undergo all sorts of
+drills and privations.</p>
+
+<p>At nine, the bugle sounds <i>assembly</i>&mdash;the principal
+assembly of the day, "Cadets' Divisions" it is
+called. All the officers are present. The cadets
+are again inspected, and they are marched off to
+their various studies for the morning. Mathematics
+and navigation are learned with the naval
+instructors. Then there are French and drawing,
+English, seamanship, instruments and charts,
+natural philosophy and many difficult things which
+it is considered necessary for these little fellows to
+master before they are fit to go to sea. If we visit
+them in their class-rooms, we shall see very light
+cheery rooms built on the upper deck, so that
+they have light from above. There are eight pupils
+only in each room, each having a separate table
+with a drawer for books. The naval instructor is
+teaching them, with the help of a blackboard, to do
+some questions about ships sailing, or to solve
+some problem made of lines and circles.</p>
+
+<p>The cadets are all taught how to find by the sun
+and the compass where their ship is on the sea,
+and how they ought to steer her to get from place
+to place.</p>
+
+<p>In another class-room, we find a staff commander
+teaching a class how to use the sextant,
+which is the sailor's most useful instrument for
+finding his place at sea, from sun and stars; or he
+may be teaching them how to use a chart or to
+draw a chart themselves.</p>
+
+<p>In the lecture-room a lecture is being given on
+the steam-engine and the ways in which heat is
+used. Behind the lecturer, in glass cases, are
+many beautiful models for teaching the cadets all
+about machines, light, heat, sound, magnetism,
+and electricity, such as would make many boys
+long to pull them about for a while, and see how
+they work.</p>
+
+<p>We might go and learn how the sails are set and
+furled from one of these fine models of ships, or
+how anchors and cables are managed from another.</p>
+
+<p>In this little room, called the "Sick Bay," we
+find some poor fellows who have to lie in bed.
+One has caught a cold, and one has cut his foot
+in bathing.  Fortunately, the Sick Bay is most
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_145" id="Page_145"></a>[Pg 145]</span>
+frequently empty, for the <i>Britannia</i> life is a very
+healthy one.</p>
+
+<p>There are eight studies like the one where we
+saw the naval instructor teaching navigation,
+four in each ship. In the <i>Hindostan</i> we find
+two Frenchmen teaching their classes how to
+read and write French, and two drawing studies,
+in one of which they are taught to draw models
+with the aid of ruler and compasses. In the
+other they are learning the use of paints and paint-brushes.
+It is so useful for a young boy to be
+able to make sketches in water colours of all the
+pretty places he goes to; some of them are really
+quite clever at it before they leave.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 550px;">
+<img src="images/i045.jpg" width="550" height="548" alt="Illustration: 1. THE CADETS' BOAT-HOUSE AND BOATS; 2. THE BRITANNIA AND HINDOSTAN." title="Illustration: 1. THE CADETS' BOAT-HOUSE AND BOATS; 2. THE BRITANNIA AND HINDOSTAN." />
+<span class="smcap">1. the cadets' boat-house and boats;  2. the <i>britannia</i> and <i>hindostan</i>.</span>
+(<i>See pp.</i> <a href="#Page_143">143</a>, <a href="#Page_146">146</a>.)
+</div>
+
+<p>We hear a noise of marching about; the bell is
+struck four times; ten o'clock. The French classes
+are only an hour long, and boys are changing class-rooms.</p>
+
+<p>At five minutes to eleven there is a bugle-call,
+followed by a hurry-scurry; the whole ship is alive
+at once. There is an interval of a quarter of an
+hour. Leap-frog in the open air on the upper deck;
+running after one another till they get out of
+breath; fun of all sorts immediately becomes the
+order of the day, and certainly this quarter of an
+hour is right well spent in throwing off the evil
+effects of working too hard.</p>
+
+<p>It is too soon interrupted by the warning bugle.
+And the whole ship sinks into silence as the cadets
+go back to their studies; those who have been at
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_146" id="Page_146"></a>[Pg 146]</span>
+seamanship or drawing going to the harder work of
+mathematics.</p>
+
+<p>At one o'clock study is over for the morning,
+and a good hard morning's work it has been for
+the boys, since a quarter past seven, with a break
+for breakfast, and an interval for play.</p>
+
+<p>On half-holidays, work is over at twelve, and we
+shall soon see how they spend their half-holidays.
+Bugle&mdash;"wash hands," and then the merry bugle
+which means dinner.</p>
+
+<p>Before and after dinner, a blessing is asked by
+the chief captain of cadets. When the cloth has
+been removed and grace has been said, away they
+rush for a short time of fun before study at two, and
+they do a somewhat light class of work till half-past
+three.</p>
+
+<p>This is the happy time of all the day, and so you
+would think if you saw them.</p>
+
+<p>Before you would have thought they could be
+all fairly out of their studies, you will see many of
+them rushing down to the large boats, which are
+waiting alongside. They are dressed in white
+flannel trousers, which they are all obliged to put
+on before going ashore. It is a fine sight to see
+these boats, one on each side of the ship, filled full
+of boys, all eager to get to their games.</p>
+
+<p>We must follow them ashore. But first, I must
+tell you that in winter they go directly after dinner,
+and stay ashore till four o'clock. They then have
+their afternoon study from half past four till six.</p>
+
+<p>It is much better for the boys to have daylight
+for their run ashore, instead of waiting till daylight
+has all gone, and landing at half past three to find
+it soon become dark.</p>
+
+<p>On Wednesday and Saturday, when there is
+a half-holiday, they have dinner at twelve and
+land directly after. And then they are free in
+summer till a quarter to seven. What a royal time
+most schoolboys would think this! No roll-call.
+They are quite free to go as far as they like, for
+there are no bounds, except the town.</p>
+
+<p>They are on their honour not to go into houses.
+This, and their promise not to bathe at any but
+the appointed time and place, are the only restrictions
+put upon them.</p>
+
+<p>But we must hurry after them, or they will get the
+start of us, and we shall lose them.</p>
+
+<p>We have not far to go before we catch them. A
+bugle sounds, and a hundred and twenty forms
+plunge from the bathing-stage and quay into the
+water. The bright harbour is dotted with the
+heads of swimmers. Some backward boys are
+being taught to swim in a "swimming-tray," a
+thing like a flat-bottomed barge, sunk with its
+bottom about four feet below the surface. A
+capital place it is for teaching youngsters to swim.
+But all soon learn, and are free to join the others
+in sporting about and cutting capers in the water.
+A warning bugle of one note says "it will soon
+be time to get out," and by the time the bugle sounds
+fifteen minutes from the first, they must all get out
+of the water.</p>
+
+<p>The gymnasium&mdash;the building in the top left-hand
+corner of the picture on p. 145&mdash;is close by.
+Here they must go through a series of exercises,
+and they are obliged to attend till they can do
+them. "Compulsory Gyms," is not a favourite,
+so they like to get through and be free.</p>
+
+<p>Here are the "blue boats,"&mdash;boats which they
+may have by themselves, gigs for four to pull, skiffs
+for two or one. They may row about wherever they
+like, and when the new boys first come, they are
+very fond of going out in boats as often as they can.
+They have to take turns with one another in using
+them. There are six little sailing-cutters too, which
+the elder cadets may take and sail by themselves.
+Then, besides, there is a fine yacht, a schooner,
+which they may sail on a holiday, when ten or
+twelve wish to go.</p>
+
+<p>These young fellows have every sort of game.
+We turn away from the water, and follow some
+who are mounting a steep path. Here is the
+racquet-court&mdash;four are playing racquets and four
+playing fives.</p>
+
+<p>And climbing still higher up the hill, we get to
+the cricket-field, a glorious sweep of grass with nets
+for cricket and lawn tennis, as much as heart could
+wish.</p>
+
+<p>In the summer, there is a match at cricket
+between the <i>Britannia</i> eleven and some neighbours
+every half-holiday, and the <i>Britannias</i> usually win,
+though they play the best elevens round. Their
+officers play with them.</p>
+
+<p>There is a flow of boys with paper bags from a
+suspicious-looking little house in the corner of the
+field. Ah! I thought as much. No schoolboy
+can do without his sweetstuff, and here it is.
+"Stodge" they call it, a horrible name, but very
+true. I am sure much more sensible are those
+who walk off to the neighbouring village of Stoke
+Fleming, where they can get a nice tea from Mrs.
+Fox from sixpence to a shilling.</p>
+
+<p>We well remember how shocked Mrs. Fox was
+to come in and find the elder son of the Prince of
+Wales chopping sticks in her kitchen; for these two
+young princes six years ago spent a cadet's life of
+two years, and lived with the others, and worked
+and played exactly like the rest.</p>
+
+<p>The <i>Britannia</i> life, you will see, is a very free
+and happy life. "Work while you work and play
+while you play" is the motto, and there is plenty
+of work and plenty of play for all who will have it.</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_147" id="Page_147"></a>[Pg 147]</span>
+In the afternoon of a half-holiday, when there is
+a grand cricket-match, and the band plays, and
+many ladies come to grace the field, there is not a
+brighter sight in all the country side, for the field
+stands in the prettiest place possible, with lovely
+country, sea and hills, to be seen around.</p>
+
+<p>But it is time for all to go back&mdash;the longest
+afternoons must end, and the letter B, a square flag
+with a red middle, which is hoisted to recall them,
+is already displayed on the <i>Britannia's</i> mast.</p>
+
+<p>A bell in the cricket-field says "play is over,"
+and down they go in twos and threes to find the
+same big boats ready to take them back.</p>
+
+<p>It has been a fine afternoon, and the field and
+sports have looked at their best. But if it had
+rained hard, and when the cadets came out from
+dinner, or from study, they had found the words
+"No Landing!" hanging by the ship's clock, there
+would have been no such fun. It is a long afternoon
+when it rains, and they are tied to the ship.</p>
+
+<p>Tea at seven, or a quarter past&mdash;a merry meal
+with all the stories of the day to tell. Sometimes
+an accident&mdash;a boy has fallen down the cliff, or
+been hit in the field&mdash;will throw a damp over all.
+Sometimes they will be all alive with the discussion
+of a piece of news&mdash;there is to be a war. In six
+months some of them will be fighting. Sometimes an
+adventure, an irate farmer has caught two in his
+wheat, and has chased them and possessed himself of
+a cap. They will see that cap next morning, and its
+owner will be standing on the aft deck at 8.45 for
+<ins class="correction" title="Transcriber's Note: original reads 'judgment' without a period">judgment.</ins></p>
+
+<p>In the winter there is a pack of beagles, which
+lead the cadets a fine chase over the country.</p>
+
+<p>"Oh! they are spoiled, these boys!" you will
+say. But wait till you see them, in a year's time,
+broiling under a tropical sun, cruising for weeks
+in a boat after slavers, and living on a short
+allowance of dry food and water. These young
+fellows are welcome to a happy life while they can
+get it.</p>
+
+<p>For tea they have cold meat, or something else
+substantial. After tea, work for those who have
+it to do, in two studies, which are kept quiet, or
+in the mess-room.</p>
+
+<p>The band plays, and some cadets dance with one
+another on the open middle deck.</p>
+
+<p>And at a quarter past nine, prayers are read in
+the mess-room, and the bugle sounds "Turn in."</p>
+
+<p>And the ship is silent till the day begins again.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+
+<h2><a name="Andys_Brave_Deed" id="Andys_Brave_Deed"></a>ANDY'S BRAVE DEED.</h2>
+
+<p><span class="dropcap050"><span class="dropcap">"A</span></span><br /><span class="smcap">rthur!</span> Arthur!" Kitty
+called, as she ran down
+the garden path.</p>
+
+<p>Her brother was lying
+under the beech-trees at
+the foot of the garden.
+A copy-book lay on the
+grass before him, in
+which he was writing
+with a pencil. Arthur
+wrote poems, and histories,
+and tragedies, which he and his companions
+acted for the edification of their relations and
+friends. At this moment he was composing a story
+which he intended should be very thrilling. He
+had only got as far as the two first sentences.</p>
+
+<p>"Charles was determined to have some adventures.
+So he went into a wood and met a tiger."</p>
+
+<p>At this point he heard his sister calling to him.</p>
+
+<p>"What is it, Kitty? I wish you wouldn't interrupt
+me just now. I'm very, very busy."</p>
+
+<p>"Oh, Arthur, I wish you would come and see a
+little boy who's at the gate. He looks so hungry."</p>
+
+<p>Arthur rose somewhat slowly, and went to the
+boy. Like all authors, he didn't much like being
+called away in the full swing of literary production.
+He proceeded to a little side gate which opened
+on to the highway and the open fields beyond.
+Here Arthur found a boy about a year younger
+than himself, bareheaded and barefooted, without
+a coat, and with a very worn and ragged shirt and
+trousers. The little fellow looked both tired and
+hungry, and his wearied look would have touched
+harder hearts than those of Arthur and Kitty.</p>
+
+<p>"Are you hungry?" Arthur asked.</p>
+
+<p>"Yes, vera. I've no had onything sin' yesterday."</p>
+
+<p>"I'm sure he's telling the truth. You have only
+to look at him," said Kitty, who now joined him.</p>
+
+<p>"Well, we might get him something to eat, anyhow.
+You stay there, boy, till we come back."</p>
+
+<p>Arthur and Kitty went into the house together,
+and presently returned with a very large slice of
+bread, a piece of cheese to correspond, and a bit
+of cold pudding, that would have alone satisfied
+the appetites of two ordinary boys, even though extraordinarily
+hungry. It was as much as the lad
+could do to hold them all, and he thanked his young
+benefactors more by looks than words.</p>
+
+<p>On the following morning, shortly after breakfast,
+Arthur's mother said&mdash;</p>
+
+<p>"I should like you to take something for me to
+Mrs. Stewart's to-day, Arthur. There are several
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_148" id="Page_148"></a>[Pg 148]</span>
+things I should like to send her. I have a small
+cheese and a pot of currant jelly that can go.
+Then I want her to have one of those young
+Dorking hens your father got the other day. I'll
+give you a small basket for that."</p>
+
+<p>Mrs. Stewart was a very old friend of the family,
+having been the nurse of Arthur and Kitty, and
+of their mother before them.</p>
+
+<p>Arthur set out with his leather bag strapped
+across his back, and the basket containing a little
+Dorking hen in his hand. Presently he became
+aware how hot it was getting, and when he reached
+a small clump of trees near a hay-field he thought
+he would sit down and rest a while. He had been
+walking about an hour by this time. He thought
+he never recollected such a warm day. Arthur
+began to feel very sleepy. He rubbed his eyes to
+keep himself awake, but his head nodded more
+and more, and before he was well aware of it
+he was fast asleep, lying huddled together on
+the bank on which he had sat down.</p>
+
+<p>Arthur must have been asleep nearly an hour,
+when he awoke with a sudden start. The sun
+was high up in the heavens, and he judged it to be
+nearly midday. He got upon his feet hurriedly and
+caught up his basket. It felt lighter, he thought,
+and hastily lifting the wicker
+lid he found that it was
+empty. The little Dorking
+hen was gone!</p>
+
+<p>Astonishment was the first
+feeling in Arthur's mind,
+then perplexity and mortification.
+What would his
+mother think of his carelessness
+and unbusinesslike
+qualities. It seemed he
+could not be trusted to
+execute this simplest message.
+What was he to do?
+He searched all the ground
+in the immediate neighbourhood
+in the hope of discovering
+the little hen hidden
+behind some bush or clump
+of ferns. But she was nowhere
+to be seen, and he
+was in sore perplexity and
+chagrin.</p>
+
+<p>Then he picked up his
+empty basket, and continued
+on his way. There was nothing
+for it but to take the
+cheese and the pot of jelly
+to Mrs. Stewart, explain
+matters to her, and return
+another day with another hen, if his mother so
+decided, as it was probable she would. He walked
+on with a pretty downcast heart.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/i052.jpg" width="400" height="408" alt="Illustration: 'THE LITTLE FELLOW LOOKED BOTH TIRED AND HUNGRY'" title="Illustration: 'THE LITTLE FELLOW LOOKED BOTH TIRED AND HUNGRY'" />
+<span class="smcap">"the little fellow looked both tired and hungry" (<a href="#Andys_Brave_Deed"><i>p.</i>147</a>).</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>He was now ascending a hill, and when he
+reached the top an unexpected sight met his eyes.
+A crowd of people were gathered in the plain
+below. They made a large circle, and it was
+evident that the attention of everybody forming the
+circle was concentrated on what was going on
+within it. Flags were flying, and the strains of a
+military band floated up to Arthur, where he stood
+on the top of the hill. On the outskirts of the crowd
+a number of carriages and other vehicles were
+standing, filled with ladies and gentlemen.</p>
+
+<p>Then Arthur recollected that this was the day of
+the Highland gathering of the county. A dance
+was going on as he approached, and four tall and
+stalwart Highlanders in complete national costumes,
+bonneted and kilted, were leaping and wheeling,
+cracking their fingers and uttering shrill cries as
+they danced with astonishing vigour and adroitness
+on a raised wooden platform.</p>
+
+<p>But Arthur's attention had hardly been turned
+upon the dancers when it was diverted in another
+direction. What should he catch sight of, a good
+deal to his astonishment, but his little Dorking
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_149" id="Page_149"></a>[Pg 149]</span>
+hen stepping quietly about among the people,
+unconcerned and unmoved by the stir and the
+bustle, paying heed to nobody, and no one giving
+heed to it.</p>
+
+<p>At the moment Arthur caught sight of his truant
+hen, it was passing under a carriage, quietly pecking
+among the grass and ferns in its march.
+So he approached, and cautiously bent down on
+his hands and knees to get at the hen. It was
+almost within his grasp when a sharp report
+rang through the air&mdash;a rifle-discharge, the signal
+for a foot-race to begin. The next moment
+he felt a heavy blow on his shoulder, which
+knocked him flat upon his back. A mist rose up
+before his eyes, in which the whole world around
+him seemed to float for a moment; then he felt
+himself being dragged suddenly and forcibly backward,
+and then he knew no more.</p>
+
+<p>Arthur had gone off in a faint; but it only lasted
+a few moments. When he came to himself, he
+beheld a little crowd of people gathered round him,
+and a man was bending down and bathing his
+forehead with a wet handkerchief. Then he saw
+another figure stretched on the ground at his side,
+quite motionless and silent. It was the form of a
+boy; the face was turned upwards, and to his
+great astonishment Arthur found that it was the poor
+lad to whom he and his sister had given the food
+on the previous day.</p>
+
+<p>"I saw the whole thing. It was all over in a
+twinkling," a gentleman was saying. "The boy was
+bending under the carriage reaching forwards to
+secure the bird. At that
+moment the gun went off,
+the horses started forward,
+and the wheel came against
+the boy, and knocked him
+backward. Just then this
+poor little fellow rushed
+forward right among the
+wheels of the carriage,
+caught the boy, and dragged
+him out, but not in time
+to save himself. The wheel
+passed over his leg, and I
+am afraid it is badly hurt."</p>
+
+<p>By this time Arthur was
+on his feet.</p>
+
+<p>"Oh! he is not dead,
+Dr. Bruce, is he?" he asked
+of the gentleman, who was
+busy examining the boy,
+and whom he knew quite
+well as the doctor of the
+district.</p>
+
+<p>"No, not so bad as that,
+I hope; but a rather bad break, I am afraid. It
+was a close shave for <i>you</i>, laddie. But for this
+brave boy the carriage-wheel would have passed
+right over you."</p>
+
+<p>"What are you going to do with the poor boy,
+doctor? Do you know who he is, or anything
+about him?" a lady asked, whom Arthur recognised
+as Lady Elmslie.</p>
+
+<p>"No, I never saw him before. But we must get
+him to Redloaning as quickly as possible, and have
+him taken to some cottage."</p>
+
+<p>"See that he has everything that is necessary,
+doctor; and send up to Inverweir, if you can't
+get all you require in the village," Lady Elmslie
+said. It was her horses that had started forward
+at the discharge of the gun, and had been the
+cause of the accident.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 450px;">
+<img src="images/i056.jpg" width="450" height="351" alt="Illustration: 'ARTHUR BEGAN TO FEEL VERY SLEEPY'" title="Illustration: 'ARTHUR BEGAN TO FEEL VERY SLEEPY'" />
+<span class="smcap">"arthur began to feel very sleepy" (<a href="#Page_148"><i>p.</i>148</a>).</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>A man now stepped forward, and said, "Ye'll
+just let me carry the laddie to the village, doctor.
+I'll start the noo, and I'll carry him easier like than
+any kind o' trap, ye ken."</p>
+
+<p>"A good idea, Stoddart. Lift him gently."</p>
+
+<p>"I'll do that. He's a bit hero, puir laddie; an'
+we mauna let him dee for his brave deed."</p>
+
+<p>Stoddart lifted the still unconscious boy in his
+strong arms like an infant, and starting off carried
+him in the direction of Redloaning.</p>
+
+<p>"Take him to Mrs. Aikman's cottage, and I'll
+be there as soon as you," the doctor said. In a
+few minutes he mounted his horse and followed in
+the same direction.</p>
+
+<p>Meanwhile Arthur stood by hearing all that was
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_150" id="Page_150"></a>[Pg 150]</span>
+said with anxious interest. Though not much hurt,
+he was a good deal shaken, and was still trembling
+from head to foot.</p>
+
+<p>"Are you sure you are not hurt too, Arthur
+Dalrymple?" Lady Elmslie asked, looking into the
+boy's white and startled face.</p>
+
+<p>"Oh, no, I'm not hurt; but that poor boy, Lady
+Elmslie, will he be all right again soon?"</p>
+
+<p>"I hope so. We will do all we can for him.
+Don't you know anything about him, either? But
+stop! Get up here beside me and I'll drive you
+home; and you can tell me all you know about it."</p>
+
+<p>Arthur got into the carriage. He rapidly decided
+that he would return home at once, and give up all
+thoughts of going to Mrs. Stewart's to-day. On
+the way home he told Lady Elmslie as briefly as
+possible all he knew about the little boy who had
+been the means of saving probably his life.</p>
+
+<p>Lady Elmslie set Arthur down at the garden
+gate, but did not go with him into the house. Then
+Arthur had to recount to his father, his mother,
+and Kitty all the morning's adventures in detail,
+which he did in a somewhat excited manner.</p>
+
+<p>"I shall walk over to Redloaning and see how
+the poor boy is doing this evening," Mr. Dalrymple
+said.</p>
+
+<p>Mr. Dalrymple, much to his relief, found that the
+boy, his son's preserver, was progressing as favourably
+as the case permitted. The poor boy was
+manifestly suffering much pain, but he made no
+complaint or murmur. He was able to tell his
+simple story.</p>
+
+<p>On the previous day when he had first seen
+Arthur and his sister, he had been on his way to
+Redloaning from the neighbouring village of Westburn,
+to see if he could get any kind of light employment
+in the former place. His mother was dead,
+and his father had lately enlisted in the army,
+leaving his boy to his own fate and fortunes. He
+had succeeded in obtaining a situation in Redloaning
+as a message-boy, but the place would not be
+vacant for a few days. So after passing a night in
+the village he was returning next day to Westburn,
+to remain there until he could enter upon his new
+duties. He was attracted by the show and stir and
+bravery of the games, and, like Arthur, lingered
+a while to watch the gay on-goings.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 550px;">
+<img src="images/i057.jpg" width="550" height="407" alt="Illustration: 'STODDART ... CARRIED HIM'" title="Illustration: 'STODDART ... CARRIED HIM'" />
+<span class="smcap">"stoddart ... carried him" (<a href="#Page_149"><i>p.</i>149</a>).</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>There he saw his young benefactor of the previous
+day before the latter saw him. The kindness
+and generosity of Arthur and his sister were yet
+fresh in his heart; the moment came when he saw
+an opportunity of repaying those kind offices, and I
+have tried to show you how he seized and used it.</p>
+
+<p>Andy received the tenderest nursing, and more
+kindness and gentleness, probably, were compressed
+into the weeks he lay in bed than had fallen to his
+lot during the whole of his previous life.</p>
+
+<p>"Arthur," Kitty said, on the first day that her
+brother and she saw Andy, "hasn't it all been
+strange about Andy and you?" Then a funny
+little smile came into her eyes, and she added,
+"You see, Arthur, <i>Charles was determined to
+have some adventures</i>, as you wrote; but it was you
+who got them.  By-the-bye, you never told us what
+became of the little hen."</p>
+
+<p>"I can't tell you. I never saw it again. I don't
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_151" id="Page_151"></a>[Pg 151]</span>
+think it was hurt by the carriage, and it may be
+wandering about the hill-side still, and perhaps it
+may wander back home again."</p>
+
+<p>Andy's progress towards complete recovery from
+his hurt was slow and at times painful. But at last
+he did get well and strong again. When he was
+quite able for work, instead of taking the situation
+at Redloaning, which had been long since filled up,
+he went into Mrs. Dalrymple's service as assistant
+to the gardeners at Fircroft, a post he was still
+filling with much success and credit when I last
+heard of him.</p>
+
+<p class="right smcap">Robert Richardson</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
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+<h2><a name="Little_Toilers_Of_The_Night" id="Little_Toilers_Of_The_Night"></a>LITTLE TOILERS OF THE NIGHT.</h2>
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+<h4>II&mdash;THE FISHER-BOY.</h4>
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+<span class="smcap">enny</span>, so here we are then,"
+said the sturdy-looking
+sailor, as Ben, the "Reading-Boy,"
+went running
+up to the railway station at
+Liverpool Street, London, just
+as the last shower of night
+rain was blowing away over
+the houses, and the sun was just peeping
+out and giving the grey sky a tint
+of salmon colour. "I'm glad as you've
+got from this mornin' to Wednesday, Benny,
+becos you see it's a pretty long v'yge from
+here to Yarmouth, and I'm glad you're in
+good time, Ben; an' I'm glad as your precious
+mother has made you put a coat over your jacket.
+5.15 the train goes, Ben."</p>
+
+<p>"What fun it is, eh, uncle! Only fancy my going
+down to the sea! Why, I shouldn't want to come
+back if it wasn't for mother."</p>
+
+<p>"Now don't you be a rollin' stone, Benny. It's
+all very fine for fair weather sailors, to go and sit
+about on the beach, and p'raps be rowed out a
+little way, or take a trip when everything's smooth
+below and aloft, but just you find yerself aboard
+one of our smacks, in the North Sea, one night
+when there's a stiff sea on, and the wind cuttin'
+your hair off your head, and your hands stiff and
+blue with haulin' on to the trawl-nets, and you'd
+tell a different story. No, no, I don't <i>think</i> as
+you're cut out for a fisher-boy, or leastways a
+smack-boy, for that's what they call 'em."</p>
+
+<p>"A smack-boy! that's a queer name," said Ben,
+laughing.</p>
+
+<p>"Ah, ain't it? and there's a double meanin' in it
+too, for I can tell you the smack-men ain't very
+slow for to give the youngsters a knock over the
+head, or a smack of the face, or a rope's-endin'.
+But as it's Yarmouth we're bound for, you will
+soon see what our fisheries are really like; and
+there, too, you'll find our men hard at it in tarpaulins
+or canvas frocks, and wet through and
+through perhaps, and not much time to get a drop
+of hot coffee nor a bit to eat. Think of that, Benny."</p>
+
+<p>Ben looked serious when he heard this, and it
+was not till they had taken their seats in the railway-carriage,
+and were rattling along far beyond
+the houses and amidst the trees and fields of the
+country that he began to talk again.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p>"Don't the boys that go fishing like their business?"
+he asked.</p>
+
+<p>"Well, you see," said his uncle, "they've <i>got</i> to
+like it, because when they're once in it they can't
+well turn to anything else. It's a rough, hard life,
+especially for the young 'uns, Benny. Not so hard
+as it used to be, though. I can remember when I
+was a younker we used to go fishing for cod off the
+Dogger Bank, which is a great ridge of hills at the
+bottom of the sea, not far from the coast of Holland.
+We'd be out for a good while, and not have much
+to eat except cod b'iled or cod fried in a pan; and
+if there was much sea on, and the wind blowin' a
+gale, it was a hard matter to cook it at all.
+Now the cutters bring us some of our meat and
+vegetables and soft bread; but still the boys have a
+hard time.</p>
+
+<p>"If it's the herring-boys, they have to watch the
+floats&mdash;the big, round things that you'll see at the
+edge of the nets, Ben&mdash;to keep them near the top of
+the water; and whether it's drift-nets or trawling-nets,
+they must take their share of hauling in and of
+playing out, night or day. More than that, too:
+any sort of work is boy's work, whether it's to swab
+the decks or to take a turn at frying fish in the
+cooking-galley, or paying a boat with tar, or helping
+to take a boat-load of fish off to the cutter in bad
+weather, when the waves tosses so that the fish,
+being loose, may slide, so that one side of the boat
+may heel over, and before you know where you are
+you're capsized and struggling in the dark, cold sea,
+with a singing in your ears, and the faint cries of
+your mates just as bad off as you are."</p>
+
+<p>"But, of course, it isn't always so bad," said Ben.</p>
+
+<p>"Well, no; and there's times when we've no call
+to grumble. Such weather as this, when there's
+green sea and blue sky, and bright sun overhead
+and clear moonlight nights, with fresh and light
+breezes to take the sail. Nothing could seem more
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_152" id="Page_152"></a>[Pg 152]</span>
+pleasant than the life of a fisherman if it was always
+like that; but then, this isn't exactly fishing weather,
+Ben, and however fine it may be the boys haven't
+any idle time of it.</p>
+
+<p>"There's always ropes to splice, or sails or nets
+to mend, or something to clean or to scrape, or to
+pay down with tar; and if there's any good in going
+out at all the nets must be looked to and lowered
+and hauled in. Even on Sundays there's things to
+be attended to by the lads, and though I don't say
+as 'ow boys is made to do useless work, yet, when
+they're there on that day, they toil pretty hard for
+little 'uns.</p>
+
+<p>"And now, Ben, if you don't object, I'm going to
+smoke a bit o' bacca, and then you can rest your
+tongue a bit, if you like."</p>
+
+<p>But Ben had a hundred more questions to ask
+about the fishing-boats, or "smacks," as they are
+called, and how many of them there were, and how
+many fish they caught at a time; and his uncle, who
+settled comfortably down and lighted his pipe, told
+him a great deal about them.</p>
+
+<p>And Ben was surprised to hear that there are
+many thousands of men and boys who go out to
+catch the millions and millions of all sorts of fish
+that are sent to the markets in the large towns of
+England by railway nearly every day. He had
+been to Billingsgate Market in Thames Street, and
+to the new fish-market in Smithfield, and had seen
+the great piles of cod-fish, and skates, and soles,
+and plaice, and the boxes and baskets of white
+fresh herrings, and the beautiful shining mackerel,
+but he did not know how great was the number of
+herrings, and pilchards, and cod-fish that were also
+salted and put in barrels to be sent from England to
+foreign countries. He knew what bloaters were, of
+course, and had heard that they were herrings just a
+little salted and smoked over burning wood, but how
+was he to know that at Yarmouth there was a great
+fleet of herring-boats, and that in the cold November
+weather they went far out to sea in the mist and
+rain, and were night after night hauling in the great
+nets full of glistening silver fish?</p>
+
+<p>His uncle was the owner of two smacks, but he
+did not go herring-fishing. He was what is called
+a trawler, and he and his men and boys used a
+different sort of net. The herring-nets are called
+drift-nets, and catch the fish that swim in shoals,
+which means a large number together, near the
+surface of the sea; but the trawl-nets are shaped
+like a long purse or bag open at the mouth. These
+nets go to the bottom of the sea, and in them are
+caught cod, whiting, soles, and other fish that lie at
+the bottom, and swim deep down in the water.</p>
+
+<p>When Ben's uncle was a smack-boy the trawlers,
+after they had caught as many fish as they could
+carry in a deep well in their boat, used to sail away
+as fast as they could to Billingsgate Market, or to
+some place where people would buy their fish and
+send it by railway to London; but now the old
+fisherman said they had much bigger vessels, and
+would stay out sometimes for four or five weeks
+tossing about in the North Sea, or, as it is sometimes
+called, the German Ocean, and dragging the
+great trawl-nets night and day.</p>
+
+<p>"Not much time to play, Ben, my boy," said the
+bluff old fellow. "Sometimes not too much to eat
+either, except fish and biscuit, and not much room
+to sleep in when you turn in to your hard wooden
+bunk and pull a rough blanket over you to keep out
+the cold."</p>
+
+<p>"But you don't keep the fish long on board, do
+you, uncle?" asked Ben.</p>
+
+<p>"No, no, my lad. A fast-sailing boat that we
+call a cutter comes and goes from shore to the
+fleet of trawlers, and takes the fish off; backwards
+and forwards it goes, and away goes the fish
+directly it's sold&mdash;up to London, or elsewhere,
+where there's millions of mouths waiting for it.
+Ah! I well remember when the smack-boys,
+or the fisher-boys, would have to help to take the
+fish off in a boat to the cutter on a dark night,
+and many a time the poor fellows would get
+capsized, and afterwards go down in that cold North
+Sea. Hard work, my lad, hard fare; and in danger
+half the time. Things are better now, perhaps;
+but we're out longer a good deal, and there's a big
+fleet that belongs to a company that keeps the
+men and the boys out for weeks at a time, and
+fetches all that they catch, so that by the time they
+get ashore the poor fellows are pretty near worn out.
+Of course the cutter takes out food for 'em, but it
+can't take 'em out warmth and dry clothes, and
+snug beds, and every year there is some of the
+vessels lost, and perhaps all on board lost too."</p>
+
+<p>"Well," says Ben, looking very solemn; "there's
+some that get lost on land too. They fall ill or get
+a bad cough, or have some sort of accident with
+machinery or something, you know, uncle; but
+we're obliged to work all the same."</p>
+
+<p>"Well said, my boy Ben," said the fisherman.
+"The thing is to do our duty, whatever it may be,
+and to pray that we may be made able to do it.
+Some of our smack-boys go to school when they're
+at home, and there's a mission-room where they go
+to hear and to read the Bible, and have teas and
+singing, and various treats, and some fun too sometimes.
+Yes, things are better than they used to be
+in my young days."</p>
+
+<p>It was a long journey to Yarmouth, but Ben
+greatly enjoyed it, and when he and his uncle got
+there they went at once to have a look at the sea.</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_153" id="Page_153"></a>[Pg 153]</span>
+Such a great broad expanse of soft yellowish
+sandy beach, where the great waves came rolling
+in! such a long pier where people were fishing
+with hooks and lines, and sometimes catching a
+codling or a whiting! "I'll go and have a try at
+that by-and by," said Ben; "but what are those
+great wooden towers that look like a sort of big
+puzzle stuck up on end?"</p>
+
+<p>"They're the look-out towers, Ben. Now, do
+you see that cutter over yonder, coming into shore
+with its big sail like a sea-bird's wing? Keep your
+eye on it for a minute, and then look at the top of
+that tower, and you'll see that there are men there
+that have got their eyes and their telescopes on
+it too. Now do you see these carts coming along,
+and do you see those black barges floating ready
+to pull out when the cutter comes near in shore?
+The cutter will unload a rare lot of fish. The men
+on the look-out tower saw her coming, and
+signalled to the barges and the carts to be ready.
+That shipload of fish will be off by a special train
+to-night, Ben; and if you were in London you
+might, if you could afford it, have some of it."</p>
+
+<p>"But where's the herrings&mdash;the Yarmouth
+bloaters, you know?" asked Ben.</p>
+
+<p>"Ah, well! this isn't the time to see so much of
+them. It's in the winter you see the herring-smacks
+come in at the herring-wharf over
+yonder, and hundreds of baskets full of the shining
+fellows brought ashore and sold, and sent off fresh
+in no time; while others are kept here to turn
+into bloaters, or red herrings, or kippers. Those
+sheds in the yard over there are where hundreds
+of women and girls set to work to salt or pack
+the herrings in barrels; the bloaters are what we
+call cured in the herring-office."</p>
+
+<p>"That's a funny name," said Ben.</p>
+
+<p>"Yes; and it's funny what goes on there. The
+herrings are brought ashore, are shot out of the
+baskets on to the stone floor, shovelled into big
+tubs to be washed, and then threaded through the
+gills on to long laths of wood. Then these laths
+with the rows of herrings strung on 'em are
+hung in frames from wall to wall of a top room,
+like a barn with a stone floor, and a hole in the
+roof. When that room's full of herrings all
+hanging in rows&mdash;thousands and thousands o'
+fish&mdash;a fire of oak chips and logs is lighted on
+the floor, and the smoke going all among the
+herrings, and only by degrees getting out of the
+hole in the roof, the fish are smoked; and them
+that's salted first is red herrings, and them that's
+only just touched dry with the smoke like are bloaters.</p>
+
+<p>"So now we'll get down to our lodging, and have
+some supper, Ben; and so to bed, that we may be
+up early in the morning; but don't you dream about
+being a smack-boy, or you won't sleep at all sound,
+I can tell you."</p>
+
+<p class="right smcap">Thomas Archer</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+
+<div class="block width650">
+
+<h2><a name="Their_Wonderful_Ride" id="Their_Wonderful_Ride"></a>THEIR WONDERFUL RIDE.</h2>
+
+<div class="figleft1" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/i067.jpg" width="400" height="432" alt="Illustration: 'TWO LITTLE FOLK WERE RIDING.'" title="Illustration: 'TWO LITTLE FOLK WERE RIDING.'" />
+<span class="smcap">"two little folk were riding."</span>
+</div>
+
+<p><span class="smcap">s</span> I passed down the pathway<br />
+<span class="two">I heard a merry pair<br /></span>
+Shout from behind the garden wall,<br />
+<span class="two">"Let's ride the old brown mare."<br /></span>
+<br />
+With whip and voice I heard them<br />
+<span class="two">Urge on the maddened steed,<br /></span>
+Whilst to my frantic warnings<br />
+<span class="two">They paid no single heed.<br /></span>
+<br />
+Then quickly down the garden,
+<span class="two">Trembling with fear and fright,<br /></span>
+And bursting open wide the door<br />
+<span class="two">I saw this curious sight:&mdash;<br /></span>
+<br />
+Upon a wooden railing<br />
+<span class="two">That ran down from the wall,<br /></span>
+Two little folk were riding,<br />
+<span class="two">Quite safe from fear or fall.<br /></span>
+<br />
+"Why, auntie, what's the matter?"<br />
+<span class="two">Shouted the merry pair;<br /></span>
+"You cannot think what fun it is<br />
+<span class="two">To ride the old brown mare!"<br /></span>
+</p>
+</div>
+
+<p>&nbsp;</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_154" id="Page_154"></a>[Pg 154]</span></p>
+
+<h2><a name="Our_Sunday_Afternoons" id="Our_Sunday_Afternoons"></a>OUR SUNDAY AFTERNOONS.</h2>
+
+<h4>NEBUCHADNEZZAR'S DREAM OF THE HUGE TREE.</h4>
+
+<p><span class="dropcap069"><span class="dropcap">A</span></span><span class="smcap">mighty</span> king lay stretched
+upon a magnificent
+bed of gold. His head
+rested upon pillows of
+crimson satin, beautifully
+embroidered with gold,
+and studded with golden
+spangles and precious
+stones. Over him was
+a coverlet of crimson
+satin, also adorned with gold: and everything in
+his chamber was in keeping with the richness of
+his couch.</p>
+
+<p>Costliest delicacies and oldest wines had weighed
+down his supper-table, round which had sat some
+of earth's grandest and most powerful lords. He
+had been lulled to sleep with soft strains of
+sweetest music. Ever-watchful attendants stood
+by him, as he slept, and cooled his brow with
+gentle breezes stirred up to life by fairy fans.
+His last thoughts had been of his vast wealth, his
+uninterrupted prosperity, and his great power. He
+was king of kings, and the whole world trembled
+at his feet. He had attained to the highest
+pinnacle of glory. Earth had yielded to him its
+most costly treasures, and had nothing more that
+she could give. Men had profusely showered upon
+him their highest flatteries, and addressed him in
+humblest language.</p>
+
+<p>Yet his sleep was troubled. His brow grew dark,
+and the colour deepened upon his cheeks. He
+breathed heavily and moved nervously on his
+luxurious bed, which, grand as it was, could not
+give him rest. Hundreds of years afterwards it
+was said of the bruised and bleeding martyr
+Stephen, that he sank peacefully to rest amid a
+shower of stones, and the yells and hoots of
+bitterest enemies; for in all circumstances He can
+give "His beloved sleep." But this flattered son
+of pomp and splendour, this mighty king, upon
+whose very breath seemed to hang the fate of
+nations, tossed restlessly upon his bed of gold and
+purple. No, he knew nothing of that joy and
+peace that pass all understanding, which the world
+can neither give nor take away, and which has
+converted many a fiery furnace into a shadow from
+the heat.</p>
+
+<p>Over those who love Him God watches in the
+night, and holds sweetest communion with them,
+as through the long dark hours they lie upon their
+beds; but to the wicked He sends no thought of
+comfort or consolation. He does not soothe them to
+rest with the remembrance of His loving care.
+And often He troubles them with dark thoughts
+and unwelcome dreams, that banish true repose.</p>
+
+<p>So this wicked king, Nebuchadnezzar, who lived
+for himself, and not for God, who enriched himself
+at the expense of others, who closed his ears
+to the cry of the fatherless and the widows, and
+who passed by judgment and justice and mercy,
+was perplexed with a mysterious dream.</p>
+
+<p>He saw, growing in the middle of the earth, a
+mighty tree, which reared its lofty head to the skies,
+and, on every side, sent out boughs to the ends
+of the world. Large bright green leaves thickly
+covered its branches, from which hung, in unheard-of
+abundance, great clusters of fruit. The beasts
+of the field found under it a grateful shadow from
+the heat of the burning sun. The fowls of the air
+came and built their nests in its leafy branches,
+and there laid their eggs, and reared their young,
+and joyously sang out their gladness. All was
+bright and beautiful; and the sleeping king, as he
+gazed wonderingly at the giant tree, admired its
+grandeur and its greatness.</p>
+
+<p>To what length of days, he thought, might this
+majestic tree not attain! and how would the earth
+be able to hold it if it should go on increasing in
+size?</p>
+
+<p>But suddenly there was a fluttering in the air;
+and down from the bright heavens came "a
+watcher and an holy one," who was terrible in his
+strength, and whose face shone like the sun.
+Judgment, and not mercy, was written upon his
+forehead. And oh, his voice! How dreadful it
+sounded to the startled king, who would gladly
+have closed his ears to it.</p>
+
+<p>"Hew down the tree," the Angel cried, with a
+voice of thunder, his eyes, which were like balls of
+fire, flashing with righteous indignation. "Hew
+down the tree, and cut off his branches; shake off
+his leaves, and scatter his fruit. Warn the beasts
+to get from under it, lest they be crushed with its
+weight. And bid the little birds leave its branches.
+But do not destroy the tree. Leave the stump of
+his roots in the earth. Let it be wet with the dew of
+heaven; and let his portion be with the beasts in
+the grass of the earth. Let his heart be changed
+from man's, and let a beast's heart be given unto
+him; and let seven times pass over him."</p>
+
+<p>What a strange dream for a king to have! And
+how troubled his countenance was when he rose
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_155" id="Page_155"></a>[Pg 155]</span>
+from his bed! His eyes moved restlessly from one
+object to another, telling of a mind ill at ease. His
+limbs shook; and he seemed many years older
+than on the previous day. His grandly-arrayed
+lords came round him as before, with pleasant
+smiles and flattering speeches. But he could heed
+none of them. Whatever he did, he could not
+give his mind to affairs of state. Try to control
+them as he would, his thoughts would wander back
+to the towering majestic tree, to its great thick
+trunk, its leafy branches, its rich profusion of delicious
+fruit affording sustenance to all the world,
+and to that bright but awful being who had come
+from heaven and pronounced over the tree that
+dread sentence.</p>
+
+<p>What if the tree should mean himself? Who in
+all the wide world but himself could be compared
+to it for strength and majesty? Who but himself
+had attained to such power and magnificence?
+And oh! what if all should be taken away from
+him? What if the widely-spreading tree should
+indeed be cut down, its glory and its beauty and
+its strength alike gone?</p>
+
+<p>How he wished he knew the meaning of his
+dream! And how anxiously he consulted the
+wise men who were summoned to his presence!
+Magicians, astrologers, Chald&aelig;ans, and soothsayers,
+all the wise men of Babylon came to his palace
+to hear his dream, and to try to tell the meaning
+of it.</p>
+
+<p>But the effort was in vain. The dream was
+from heaven, and not all the vaunted wisdom of
+this world could interpret it. The meaning of it
+could only be told by one inspired by the Spirit of
+God who had sent it.</p>
+
+<p>Then Daniel, the Jewish captive, to whom
+Nebuchadnezzar had given the name of Belteshazzar,
+or <i>a layer up of things in secret</i>, was
+brought. Not long before he had not only
+told the king the meaning of a most mysterious
+dream that he had had, but he had also recalled
+the dream itself, which Nebuchadnezzar had
+forgotten. And as an interpreter of dreams and the
+wisest of mortals, his fame had spread far and wide;
+and Nebuchadnezzar could see that the Jewish
+prophet had a wisdom far surpassing that of his
+wisest and most skilled magicians.</p>
+
+<p>So the strange dream of the mighty tree cut
+down was told to the Jewish captive, and the
+usually calm face of the prophet grew dark and
+troubled as that of the king.</p>
+
+<p>"Do not be distressed by the dream or its interpretation,
+Belteshazzar," Nebuchadnezzar said
+in his gentlest tones; for he saw that the dream
+meant something bad, and that Daniel did not
+like to tell him. "Show me the interpretation."</p>
+
+<p>"My lord," the Jewish prophet replied sadly,
+"it is a dream that will please only your enemies;
+and all those who hate you will rejoice at it." And
+then he went on to explain to the king that the
+great tree that he had seen towering towards
+heaven, and spreading itself over the whole earth,
+with its fresh green leaves and abundance of fruit,
+with its thousands of beasts taking refuge under
+its spreading branches, and its myriads of feathered
+songsters nestling amongst them, was himself. "It
+is thou, O king," he said; "for thy greatness is
+grown, and reacheth unto the heavens, and thy
+dominion to the end of the earth."</p>
+
+<p>By the coming down of the holy watcher, and
+his commanding the tree to be despoiled of its
+glory, and hewn down, Daniel showed the king
+was meant his own humiliation. He should be
+driven from the abodes of men, his dwelling
+should be with the beasts of the field; he should
+eat grass like an ox, and his body should be wet
+with the dew of heaven.</p>
+
+<p>But he was not to be for ever removed from his
+place. The malady was to continue only for seven
+years; for as the stump of the tree was left in the
+earth, so that it might some day put forth its
+branches again, and once more abound in foliage
+and fruit, so his terrible affliction should only last
+until he should acknowledge that it was not by
+the strength of his own arm, but by the power of
+God that he had been raised to so great a height
+of glory; that the kingdoms of the earth belong
+to God, and that He raises up whom He will to
+govern them.</p>
+
+<p>"Oh, learn this lesson in time, mighty king,"
+Daniel pleaded; "that supreme power belongs
+alone to the living God. Humble thyself before
+Him. Put away every iniquity; and begin
+to show mercy to the poor and the defenceless,
+who have hitherto cried to thee in vain. For it is
+in mercy that God has sent thee the dream, to
+show thee how thine heart has been lifted up, and
+to give thee an opportunity of averting the punishment
+by timely and sincere repentance."</p>
+
+<p>Oh, if Nebuchadnezzar had but heeded the
+warning dream! If he had but taken his kingdom
+and his glory, his riches and his honour, and
+laid them all at the footstool of the great King
+in Heaven, acknowledging that they were all
+from Him, and must be held and used for Him;
+what great trouble he might have saved himself,
+and all those who looked up to him! How soon,
+by humbling himself, and how effectually he might
+have turned aside the threatened judgment! How
+the great and compassionate God above would have
+rejoiced to show mercy!  And how the holy
+angels would have sung for joy over the repentant
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_156" id="Page_156"></a>[Pg 156]</span>
+king, and the blotting out of his great sin, and
+the withholding of judgment, and the showing of
+mercy!</p>
+
+<p>But the dream was unheeded. The warning was
+lost.</p>
+
+<p>The great and mighty king having conquered
+all his enemies round about, and extended his
+power to the utmost limits, devoted his attention
+to the improving and embellishing of his capital.
+And as he saw Babylon increasing in glory and
+beauty, his heart became still more lifted up. He
+had done it all himself, he thought. He was so
+great, and so wise, and so glorious a king, that he
+had no need of divine aid. Such a thing as being
+in any way dependent upon a higher power never
+entered his mind, and by very severe means he had
+to be taught the needful lesson that might have
+been learned from the dream that had in mercy
+been sent to warn him.</p>
+
+<p>While surveying the glorious city from the roof
+of his palace, and congratulating himself upon the
+dignity to which he had attained, a voice, like
+that which he had heard in his dream, fell from
+heaven, telling him that his kingdom was taken
+from him, and that he should meet the fate of
+which he had been forewarned by the cutting
+down of the huge tree.</p>
+
+<p>And so it was.</p>
+
+<p>That same hour, the terrible malady predicted
+by Daniel came upon him. He lost his reason,
+and became as a wild beast. His costly crown
+of gold and pearls and diamonds was taken from
+him, and he was driven from his throne. For
+seven years he lived with the beasts of the
+field, stooping down to the earth and eating grass
+like an ox, and drinking with his mouth of the
+flowing streams. The rude winds blew upon him,
+ruffling the hair that had been so carefully kept,
+and the scorching sun tanned his face, once so expressive
+of majesty. The hairs of his neglected
+beard became like eagles' feathers; and his uncut
+nails grew like birds' claws. He noted no difference
+between the changing seasons; and when the sun
+sank in the west, he lay down to sleep upon the
+hard ground, like the beasts, his companions, and
+his body was wet with the falling dew.</p>
+
+<p>At the end of seven years another opportunity of
+repentance was offered to him, and after so severe
+a lesson he gladly accepted it. His reason returned,
+and instead of taking glory to himself, he
+ascribed it to God, acknowledging that He rules
+above all.</p>
+
+<p>So the dreadful affliction was removed, his
+kingdom was restored to him; and his glory
+and honour and majesty were greater even than
+before.</p>
+
+<p>As he once more lifted up his head amongst his
+nobles, he said humbly, "The great God of heaven
+is King; and those who walk in pride He is able
+to abase."</p>
+
+<p class="right smcap">H. D.</p>
+
+<h4>BIBLE EXERCISES FOR SUNDAY AFTERNOONS.</h4>
+
+<p>25. How many times is the Lord's Prayer recorded?</p>
+
+<p>26. Where are we told that departure from evil is
+understanding?</p>
+
+<p>27. From what words is it supposed that St. Paul, like
+Elijah, visited Mount Sinai, there to hold communion
+with God, before entering upon his apostolic work?</p>
+
+<p>28. Where are we told that he who rules his own
+spirit is better than he who takes a city?</p>
+
+<p>29. Where is the Eastern custom of gathering the tears
+of mourners in tear-bottles alluded to in the Psalms?</p>
+
+<p>30. Where is it said of the departed that they have
+"fallen asleep"?</p>
+
+<p>31. How is the passing away of the Old Testament
+saints spoken of?</p>
+
+<p>32. Which of the Evangelists tell us of Christ's offering
+three successive prayers in Gethsemane, on the night of
+His agony, and of His three times finding the disciples
+sleeping?</p>
+
+<p>33. Where, in the New Testament, is David called
+"David the King"?</p>
+
+<p>34. How many days elapsed after Noah's entering into
+the ark before the flood came? And who shut the door?</p>
+
+<p>35. How many armour-bearers had Joab?</p>
+
+<p>36. What was done with the sword of Goliath?</p>
+
+<h4>ANSWERS TO BIBLE EXERCISES (13-24. See p. 84).</h4>
+
+<p>13. St. Matt. xii. 49, 50; St. Mark iii. 33-35; St.
+Luke viii. 21.</p>
+
+<p>14. In Prov. xvii. 17.</p>
+
+<p>15. In Neh. ix. 17; Ps. ciii. 8, cxlv. 8; Joel ii. 13;
+Jonah iv. 2; Nah. i. 3.</p>
+
+<p>16. From St. Luke xi. 1.</p>
+
+<p>17. In Prov. xv. 18, xxvi. 21, xxix. 22.</p>
+
+<p>18. In Prov. xvi. 32.</p>
+
+<p>19. In St. Luke iii. 38.</p>
+
+<p>20. From St. Matt. i. 5, 6.</p>
+
+<p>21. In Gen. ix. 13.</p>
+
+<p>22. In Rev. iv. 3, x. 1.</p>
+
+<p>23. The names of the women are Mary Magdalene,
+Mary, the mother of James and Joses, the mother of
+Zebedee's children, Joanna, the wife of Chuza (Herod's
+steward), and Susanna. (St. Matt. xxvii. 55, 56; St.
+Luke viii. 2, 3.)</p>
+
+<p>24. In Ps. cxxi. 4.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_157" id="Page_157"></a>[Pg 157]</span></p>
+
+<h2><a name="The_Watercarriers_Of_The_World" id="The_Watercarriers_Of_The_World"></a>THE WATER-CARRIERS OF THE WORLD.</h2>
+
+<p><span class="dropcap078"><span class="dropcap">I</span></span><span class="smcap">n</span>
+the hotter countries of the world, in which
+water is the very mainstay of life, a number
+of persons drive a considerable trade in the
+sale of that liquid. Most of us know what a trouble
+it is to get water
+during a severe
+winter when the
+pipes are all frozen.
+Suppose such a
+state of things to
+be usual the whole
+year round, and you
+will perhaps understand
+the difficulties
+of families in some
+tropical lands with
+regard to what is to
+them&mdash;in a sense
+almost more than
+it is to us&mdash;a necessary
+of existence.
+Thus it is that the
+water-carrier is so
+important a personage
+in these
+warm climes. His
+figure is as common
+in the streets as our
+milkman,  though
+he is generally a
+very much more
+picturesque-looking
+individual.</p>
+
+<p>In the illustration
+on this page we
+have grouped together
+portraits of
+the water-carriers of
+different countries,
+and it will be seen
+that, in respect of
+their quaint attire
+and the curious
+vessels in which the
+water is carried,
+there is no reason for surprise that they have
+engaged the brush of many painters.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 338px;">
+<img src="images/i077.jpg" width="338" height="550" alt="THE WATER-CARRIERS OF THE WORLD" title="THE WATER-CARRIERS OF THE WORLD" />
+<span class="smcap">the water-carriers of the world</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>No. 1 represents a water-carrier of one of the
+provincial towns of France. With his cocked hat
+and queer staff, and his water-skin strapped like a
+knapsack on his back, he reminds one not a little
+of an old soldier. His next door neighbour's
+nationality is a good deal more obvious. Whose
+can that jaunty, lazy air be but that of the gay,
+ease-loving water-carrier of Madrid? With earthenware
+pail hanging from each arm, turban on head,
+bright-coloured waistband, and cigarette in mouth,
+you can tell at a
+glance that he belongs
+to a sunny
+country where leisure
+and pleasure
+go hand in hand.
+In No. 3 we find
+the representation
+of the Peruvian
+water-carrier. He
+does such good
+business that he
+can afford to keep
+a donkey to carry
+the water, which is
+contained in a big
+leather sack that
+lies like a bolster
+across the animal's
+back. I am afraid
+he is not so mindful
+of Neddy as he
+ought to be, and
+that some of our
+own costermongers
+could teach him a
+lesson or two in the
+humane treatment
+of his patient beast
+of burden. Leaving
+Peru and South
+America, and travelling
+to the
+northern continent,
+we are introduced
+in No. 4 to a water-carrier
+of Mexico.
+Notice how he
+carries the water
+in two odd-shaped
+vessels suspended
+from his head by means of a broad band. In No. 5
+will be observed an Egyptian fellah woman carrying
+a jar of water on her head. Compared with her, the
+Norwegian peasant in No. 6 looks prosaic and
+businesslike. The last two are not sellers of water,
+but are merely taking home a supply for their own
+households. How fortunate those towns are where
+the water is conveyed by pipes from house to house!</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_158" id="Page_158"></a>[Pg 158]</span></p>
+
+<h2><a name="Buried_Alive" id="Buried_Alive"></a>BURIED ALIVE;</h2>
+
+<h4>OR, LOVE NEVER LOST ON A DOG.</h4>
+
+<p><span class="dropcap081"><span class="dropcap">"H</span></span><br /><span class="smcap">eigho!"</span> sighed Thusnelda, as
+she lay on the straw not far
+from the spot where her three
+beautiful puppies were curled
+up in a heap. "Heigho!"
+she sighed, "I do hope dear
+master will not deprive me of
+any more of my darlings. Let
+me see now, there were ten of
+them originally. Yes, ten, for
+I counted them over and over
+again fifty times a day, and
+now there are only three.
+Heigho!" Here she glanced round
+towards these sleeping beauties in the straw, and
+her lovely eyes were brimming over with motherly
+affection and intelligence.</p>
+
+<p>"To be sure," she added, "master has kept the
+three prettiest, that is some consolation, and the
+others have all gone to good homes, where I doubt
+not their virtue will be duly appreciated, though I
+shall never, never see them more."</p>
+
+<p>Thusnelda was a dog of German birth and extraction.
+In truth, she was a Dachshund, and a
+high-bred one too, and both in this country and in
+Berlin she had taken many honours at dog
+shows.</p>
+
+<p>Some might not have thought Thusnelda's
+body shapely. She was long and low, with a red
+jacket as smooth and soft as satin; so low in
+stature was she, that her chest almost touched the
+ground, and her fore legs were turned in at the
+ankle, and out at the feet&mdash;the latter indeed were
+almost out of all proportion, so big and flat were
+they; but no one could help admiring Thusnelda's
+splendid head, her broad intelligent skull, and her
+long silky ears and gazelle-like eyes. If ever eyes
+in this world were made to speak love and affection
+and all things unutterable, those eyes were
+Thusnelda's.</p>
+
+<p>She got up at last and went and stood over her
+darlings. She gazed at them long and fondly,
+wondering and thinking what future they had before
+them. She held her head so low as she did so,
+that her splendid ears trailed and touched them.
+They moved in their sleep, they kicked and gave
+vent to a series of little ventriloquistic barks as
+puppies have a habit of doing; then the mother
+licked them fondly with her soft tongue, and therefore
+one awoke. It was Vogel. The names of the
+other two were Zimmerman and Zadkiel. As soon
+as Vogel awoke she gave a joyful wee bark of
+recognition, which aroused both her tiny brothers,
+and the whole three rushed at once to their good
+mother.</p>
+
+<p>"Ah, my dears," she said; "you are very fond
+of me at present, I dare say, but you will get to be
+different as you grow older, I expect. However,
+I must make the most of you while you are young.
+Why, let's see, you will be six weeks old tomorrow,
+and you can lap every bit as well as I
+can. Yes, and it's quite a treat to see you
+lapping, and master thinks so too."</p>
+
+<p>"Master" did.</p>
+
+<p>"Master" was very fond of dogs, and he doted
+on good ones. He used to come and admire these
+three puppies by the hour. The milk he gave them
+was of the freshest and creamiest, and he even
+thickened it with a little boiled flour. Whenever
+Vogel and Zimmerman and Zadkiel saw him
+coming with the milk-pan they expressed their
+joy by saucy little barks and yelps, and made a
+headlong but awkward rush towards him, and
+when he put down the pan they weren't content
+to simply put their heads over the side and lap.
+No, they must have their fore feet in as well,
+although their mother often told them it was only
+little piggies that fed in that fashion. But Vogel
+was worse even than Zimmerman or Zadkiel,
+because she used to insist upon getting in the dish
+bodily. Only Vogel was master's favourite, and he
+used to take her kindly out of the dish again and
+place her by the side of it, and try to show her how
+to lap like a lady.</p>
+
+<p>Vogel was the prettiest, Zimmerman the biggest
+and sauciest, and Zadkiel by far the wisest of
+the trio.</p>
+
+<p>In the picture with which our artist has
+presented us, Vogel is standing in the centre,
+Zimmerman is lying on the left, while the far-seeing,
+deep-thinking Zadkiel is sitting on the
+right.</p>
+
+<p>An impudent sparrow has just alighted on the
+puppies' pan, and is coolly helping himself to what
+has been left from breakfast.</p>
+
+<p>"Delicious!" the sparrow is saying. "I'm the
+king of all the birds in the creation. Everybody
+admires me, I build in the choicest apple-trees, and
+feed on the daintiest food. Farmers cut down
+their hay that I may make my nest, farmers' wives
+kill the fowls that I may find feathers to line it, and
+even the cows cast their coats to aid in the same
+good work. Why, you little puppies, don't <i>you</i> admire
+me also, you ridiculous-looking fluffy things?"</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_159" id="Page_159"></a>[Pg 159]</span>
+"I admire your profound impudence," Zimmerman
+is saying.</p>
+
+<p>"I am astonished at your daring audacity," Vogel
+is remarking.</p>
+
+<p>But Zadkiel is thinking. "I dare say," he says
+at last, "that even such a wretched mite of a bird
+as you must have been meant for some good purpose.
+To pick up the grubs and the green flies perhaps."</p>
+
+<p>"Absurd," cries the sparrow, and off he flies in
+disgust.</p>
+
+<p>Then the pups forget all about it, and begin to
+lick each other's noses and toes&mdash;I was nearly
+saying <i>toeses</i>&mdash;in the funniest way imaginable.
+After that they go in for one of the most terrible
+sham fights that has ever been fought.</p>
+
+<p>"You'll be a badger, Zadkiel," cries Vogel, "and
+Zimmerman and I will worry you to death."</p>
+
+<p>So at it they go pell-mell. Zadkiel is hemmed
+up in a corner of the cart-shed, and his brother
+and sister make pretence, to tear him limb from
+limb. Zadkiel defends himself gallantly, but has
+to succumb at last, for he is fairly rolled on his
+back, and in a few minutes is, figuratively speaking,
+turned inside out. Then they espy the good-natured
+admiring face of their mother, peering at
+them over the corner of the straw, and at her they
+all rush. They make believe that she is a fox, and
+her life is accordingly not worth an hours' purchase.</p>
+
+<p>"Ha! ha! ha!" laughs some one not two yards
+away, and looking up they espy "master," who
+all unknown to them has been enjoying the fun for
+the last half-hour.</p>
+
+<p>"You dear, delightful little pets," he says, "why,
+you are as lively as kittens, and as healthy and
+happy-looking as the summer's day is long. You
+will do your mother credit yet. Your legs are
+straight, but work will bend them into the right
+shape, then you'll be able to creep into any rabbit's
+hole in the country,</p>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">"To beard a badger in his drain,<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">A wild wolf in his lair."<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<p>So in order to make these little rascals' legs bend
+to the proper shape, master, as soon as they got a
+little older, used to bury bones for them deep down
+in the garden earth, and get the whole trio to
+scrape and find them.</p>
+
+<p>This was grand fun, and by the time the puppies
+were six months old they were just as shapely as
+the mother was, or as unshapely, if you like it
+better, for after all perhaps the beauty of their
+bodies consisted in their ugliness.</p>
+
+<p>It isn't every one who knows how to rear puppies
+properly, but this master did. He fed them on
+bread and milk, and broth and scraps of meat four
+times a day, he never forgot to give them plenty of
+the freshest of water, and as for straw, why they
+could at any time bury themselves in it. But this
+was not all, for he made the little things his constant
+companions, when he himself went out for
+exercise. And didn't they scamper and didn't they
+dance, and frolic, and run! Many a rat, and
+stoat, and polecat had reason to wish them far
+away, I can tell you.</p>
+
+<p>Few people know how wonderful, intelligent, and
+sagacious a dachshund can become under proper
+treatment. But there must be system in the treatment.
+The whip must be hidden away out of
+sight entirely, the animal must be treated like a
+reasoning being, as indeed it is; it thus soon comes
+to know not only every word spoken to it, but your
+will and your wishes from your very movements
+and looks.</p>
+
+<p>A dog never forgets kind treatment, and whenever
+he has the chance he acts a faithful part
+towards a loving master. I could tell you a
+hundred true stories illustrative of that fact, but
+one must here suffice. Had you seen the dachshund
+puppies then as they are represented in our
+engraving, brimful of sauciness, daftness, and fun,
+and seen them again two years after as they
+appeared when accompanying their beloved
+master in his rambles, you certainly could not have
+believed they were the same animals. They were
+still the same in one respect, however, for Vogel was
+still the beauty and Zadkiel the philosopher.</p>
+
+<p>One day their master went out to hunt in the
+forest. It was far away in the wilds of the Scottish
+Highlands. He had gone to shoot deer, but as he
+was returning in the evening after an unsuccessful
+stalk, he caught a glimpse of a fox disappearing
+round the corner of an old ruin.</p>
+
+<p>"Ho! ho!" he cried. "<ins class="correction" title="Transcriber's note - the original is in lower-case: you">You</ins> are the rascal that
+steals my ducks. We'll have you if we can."</p>
+
+<p>But the fox had taken at once to his burrow in
+the ruin. It was a very ancient feudal castle, only
+just enough of it remaining to give an idea of the
+shape it once had been, for regardless of the
+respect that is due to antiquity the keepers had
+carted away loads of the solid masonry to build
+their houses, leaving the place but a beautiful
+moss-grown chaos.</p>
+
+<p>"Watch," was all the master said to his dogs as
+he crept in through an old window into the donjon
+keep. It was a foolhardy thing to do, for the stones
+were loose around it, but he had many times got in
+there before, and why, he thought, should he not do
+so now. Besides, this was Reynard's favourite den,
+and he hoped to shoot him in it. But the fox had
+improved on his dwelling since the hunter had
+last paid him a visit; he had excavated another
+room. Stone after stone the hunter began to pull
+down, when suddenly there was a startling noise
+behind him, and he found himself in the dark.
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_160" id="Page_160"></a>[Pg 160]</span></p>
+
+<p>&nbsp;</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<img src="images/i085.jpg" width="600" height="435" alt="THE PUPPIES AND THE SPARROW" title="THE PUPPIES AND THE SPARROW" />
+<span class="smcap">the puppies and the sparrow</span> (<i>See</i> <a href="#Page_158"><i>p.</i> 158</a>.)
+</div>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_161" id="Page_161"></a>[Pg 161]</span>
+Buried alive! Buried in a dungeon in which
+there was hardly room to turn. The situation
+is too dreadful for pen to describe. He sank on
+the soft damp mould of the floor and gave himself
+up to despair. And thus hours went past.</p>
+
+<p>Hitherto there had not been a sound, but now
+the impatient yelping of the faithful hounds told
+him they had begun to appreciate the terrible
+danger of the master.</p>
+
+<p>The rest of the story may be told in a very few
+words. Vogel did nothing but run about wild with
+grief, and made the rocks around her echo the
+sounds of her grief. Zimmerman set himself to
+work to dig the master out. But alas! solid stone
+and lime were too much for even his strong little
+limbs. But where was the wise and thoughtful
+Zadkiel? Gone. He turned up some hours after
+at his master's house, and his strange behaviour
+soon caused the servants to follow him into the
+deep forest and straight to the old ruin.</p>
+
+<p>Morning had dawned ere the hunter, more dead
+than alive, was extricated from his living grave.
+His first act as soon as he recovered was to
+return thanks to Him who had delivered him, his
+next to embrace his faithful dogs.</p>
+
+<p class="right smcap">ARION.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+
+<h2><a name="Little_Margarets_Kitchen" id="Little_Margarets_Kitchen"></a>LITTLE MARGARET'S KITCHEN, AND WHAT SHE DID IN IT.&mdash;IX.</h2>
+
+<p class="center"><i>By</i> <span class="smcap">Phillis Browne</span>, <i>Author of "A Year's Cookery," "What Girls can Do," &amp;c.</i></p>
+
+<p><span class="dropcap087"><span class="dropcap">"I</span></span><span class="smcap">wonder</span> what we shall do to-day,
+Mary?" said Margaret, as the two
+children stood by the kitchen table
+waiting for the next lesson.</p>
+
+<p>"I don't know," said Mary; "but
+I fancy we are to learn something
+about fat, for I heard mistress
+giving orders to put the fat ready for us. And
+there it is. Don't you see all those pieces of fat
+on the dish?"</p>
+
+<p>"Well, children," said Mrs. Herbert, who at that
+moment entered the kitchen, "how would you like
+to learn to fry to-day?"</p>
+
+<p>"We should like it very much, mother," said
+Margaret.</p>
+
+<p>"But what shall we make?"</p>
+
+<p>"I wish we might make some apple fritters, like
+those we had the day before yesterday."</p>
+
+<p>"You shall learn to cook the fritters at our next
+lesson," said Mrs. Herbert. "To-day we shall be
+quite sufficiently busy preparing the fat for frying.
+Can you, Mary, tell me what it is to fry food? If
+you had to fry the fritters, for instance, how would
+you set about it?"</p>
+
+<p>"Please, ma'am, let me think," said Mary.
+"When we fried the pancakes, we put a little fat
+in the frying-pan, and let it melt, and then put in
+the batter. So I suppose we should do the same
+with fritters."</p>
+
+<p>"That is exactly what we must not do," said
+Mrs. Herbert. "There are a few things which we
+must fry in a shallow pan, with very little fat.
+Pancakes and omelettes are amongst them. But as
+a rule, this is a very extravagant, wasteful mode of
+cooking.  It is much better to <i>fry</i> properly, that is,
+to cook in an abundance of fat, using as much fat
+as will cover the food entirely, so that we may be
+said to boil the food, but in fat instead of water."</p>
+
+<p>"I should have thought it was very wasteful to use
+a quantity of fat," said Margaret.</p>
+
+<p>"Do you remember how much fat we used
+when we fried the pancakes?" said Mrs. Herbert.</p>
+
+<p>"I remember," said Mary: "for every pancake
+we used a piece of fat about the size of a
+walnut."</p>
+
+<p>"And how much of this was left when all were
+finished?"</p>
+
+<p>"Why, none, mother," said Margaret. "The fat
+was used each time, and it seemed to dry up or go
+into the pancake, or something. At any rate, it was
+lost altogether."</p>
+
+<p>"Then if we were trying to find out how much
+the pancakes cost, we ought to include the cost of
+the fat in which they were fried?"</p>
+
+<p>"I suppose so."</p>
+
+<p>"Do you not think, then, that if in frying we
+could so arrange matters that the fat should be
+used again and again and again, that would be less
+wasteful?"</p>
+
+<p>"Of course it would," said Mary.</p>
+
+<p>"Then this is what we will do. We will provide a
+quantity of fat, as much as will half fill a good-sized
+iron saucepan. When we use this for frying, we shall
+find that if we are careful of it&mdash;that is, if we lift it
+from the fire as soon as it is done with, do not let it
+burn, and strain it&mdash;we can use it again and again
+and again. In fact, it may be used any number of
+times, and we keep adding fresh fat as we get it."</p>
+
+<p>"But we could not fry pancakes in that way,"
+said Margaret.</p>
+
+<p>"No; I told you just now that pancakes and
+omelettes must be fried in a little fat. This process
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_162" id="Page_162"></a>[Pg 162]</span>
+is generally called by cooks <i>dry frying</i>. When
+plenty of fat is used, and the food is boiled in the
+fat, the process is called <i>wet frying</i>."</p>
+
+<p>"And how are we to tell which way is suitable
+for what we have to cook?" said Margaret.</p>
+
+<p>"Ah, Margaret! you want to get on too quickly.
+To know which is the best way of treating different
+kinds of food is a large subject, and can only be
+learnt with time. I may tell you, however, that
+nearly all small things which can be quickly
+cooked, and can be covered with fat, may be wet
+fried. Things which need longer cooking, such as
+uncooked meat, bacon, sausages, &amp;c., should be
+dry fried. Chops and steaks, too, are often dry
+fried, but they are best when broiled; and of broiling
+I must speak to you another day."</p>
+
+<p>"We shall easily remember that wet frying is
+using plenty of fat, and dry frying is using very
+little fat," said Mary.</p>
+
+<p>"Of course you will. And now for the kind of
+fat you are to use. There are four kinds of fat
+used in frying&mdash;dripping, oil, butter, and lard. Of
+these, dripping is the best and lard is the worst."</p>
+
+<p>"But please, ma'am, lard is generally used, is it
+not?" said Mary, looking astonished.</p>
+
+<p>"Indeed it is," replied Mrs. Herbert, "and this
+is the mistake which is made. Those who do not
+know have a great scorn for dripping. They sell it
+for a small sum to get it out of the way, and when
+they have done so they buy lard. Yet lard is more
+apt to make food taste greasy than any fat which
+can be used."</p>
+
+<p>"What is the dripping made from, then?" said
+Margaret.</p>
+
+<p>"From little odds and ends of fat, either cooked
+or uncooked, left from joints, and 'rendered,' that
+is, melted down; also from the fat which is
+skimmed from the top of the water in which meat
+is boiled. I should like you little folk to remember
+that one of the surest signs of cleverness in cookery
+is that nothing is wasted, and one of the most
+certain ways of preventing waste is to look after
+the fat. A good cook will not allow as much as
+half an inch of fat to be wasted. She will collect
+the scraps together and melt them down gently,
+and so she will never need to buy."</p>
+
+<p>"Just as cook has put those pieces of fat together
+there, ready for us to melt down?"</p>
+
+<p>"Yes; and now we will go on to render them
+down, shall we? First we cut them up in very
+small pieces. We then put them into an old, but
+perfectly clean, saucepan, with a quarter of a pint of
+water to each pound of fat. We then put the lid
+on the saucepan, and boil gently for about an hour,
+or till the water has boiled away, when we take the
+lid off, and stew the fat again until the pieces
+acquire a slight colour, when the fat is ready to
+be strained through a jar. We must not forget
+to stir the fat occasionally, to keep it from burning,
+and also to let it cool slightly before straining, for
+fear of accident; for boiling fat is very hot, more
+than twice as hot as boiling water."</p>
+
+<p>"Supposing we have no pieces of fat, mother,
+what shall we do then?"</p>
+
+<p>"We must buy some. Those who like beef fat
+will find ox flare excellent for the purpose. The
+most experienced cooks, however, now prefer
+mutton fat to any other, because it is so hard and
+dry. Fat which is bought must be rendered down
+as scraps are rendered. I fancy, however, that
+where meat is eaten every day it is seldom necessary
+to buy fat, if only proper care is taken of the
+trimmings."</p>
+
+<p>"If dripping may be used for frying, could we
+not take the dripping left from joints, mother?"
+said Margaret.</p>
+
+<p>"Certainly we could, dear. Only we must be
+careful to have it thoroughly clean and dry, with no
+water or gravy in it. To make it thus we should probably
+have to wash it in three or four times its quantity
+of boiling water, then let it go cold and scrape
+away the impurities which would have settled at
+the bottom. After which we should melt it gently
+down again to get rid thoroughly of any moisture
+there might be in it."</p>
+
+<p>"Wash dripping! I never heard of such a thing,"
+said Margaret.</p>
+
+<p>"It is a very necessary business at times, for all
+that. The most certain way of taking care of anything
+we value is to keep it clean: and certainly we
+value our kitchen fat. But then, as I told you,
+besides keeping it clean we must keep it dry; and
+one reason why good cooks prefer mutton fat to
+any other is that it can be more easily kept dry
+than other fats. Fat should be thoroughly strained
+also each time it is used, as well as after being
+rendered the first time, and this will help to keep
+it pure."</p>
+
+<p>"I think the water has all boiled away from our
+fat now, ma'am," said Mary, who had been looking
+very earnestly into the pan, and stirring the pieces
+very vigorously.</p>
+
+<p>"Then," said Mrs. Herbert, "we will take the
+lid off the pan, and when the pieces begin to colour
+we will let the fat cool and strain it away. It will
+so be quite ready for our purpose, and at our
+next lesson I will show you how to fry some apple
+fritters."</p>
+
+<p>"I think we shall enjoy frying fritters as well as
+making pancakes," said the two children together.</p>
+
+<p class="center"><i>(To be continued.)</i></p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_163" id="Page_163"></a>[Pg 163]</span></p>
+
+<h2><a name="Their_Road_To_Fortune" id="Their_Road_To_Fortune"></a>THEIR ROAD TO FORTUNE.</h2>
+
+<h4>THE STORY OF TWO BROTHERS.</h4>
+
+<h4><i>By the Author of "The Heir of Elmdale," &amp;c. &amp;c.</i></h4>
+
+<h4>CHAPTER VII.&mdash;AN INVESTMENT.</h4>
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+<p><br />
+<span class="smcap">he</span> holidays were over at last;
+the ten days flew by only
+too quickly to Bertie, for,
+compared with Gore House,
+Fitzroy Square seemed the
+most delightful place in the
+world.  He was not very
+artistic in his taste, and thought but
+little of carving and gilding, soft
+carpets, and luxurious chairs; therefore
+the shabby parlour with Aunt
+Amy seemed far more beautiful than
+the very grandest apartment in Aunt
+Gregory's grand house.</p>
+
+<p>"If I could only stay here always, Aunt
+Amy, how happy I should be!" he had said a dozen
+times during his stay; and each time, though her
+heart echoed his wish, she cheered him with
+loving smiles, encouraged him with hopeful words,
+begging of him to try and make the best of his Uncle
+Gregory's home, and be as happy and contented as
+he could. Eddie often wished that he had such a
+magnificent residence, for he made no secret of his
+contempt for the shabby and somewhat dingy
+comfort of Uncle Clair's house and its dreary surroundings.
+He thought artists should have everything
+beautiful and graceful about them, and
+looked very much astonished when his uncle said,
+in his sweet low voice, that beauty and grace were
+certainly essential, but they should be in the artist
+himself, and then he would see them reflected
+everywhere. Both Bertie and Agnes endorsed that
+statement, for they loved the old house, and were
+quite happy there. Eddie, still longing for something
+out of his reach, instead of making the most
+of what was at his hand, grumbled and shook his
+head; but Uncle Clair only smiled, and said,
+"You'll be wiser when you are older, my boy.
+Knowledge comes with years."</p>
+
+<p>Mrs. Gregory's presents caused Mrs. Clair to
+think that she was sorry for her neglect of Bertie,
+and meant to be kinder to him in future; besides,
+Uncle Gregory had said there might be other
+arrangements when he returned, so that it was with
+a very hopeful heart that Bertie entered the office
+punctually at nine o'clock on the 2nd of January, and
+was taking his old corner to await the arrival of
+his uncle, when the head clerk conducted him into
+the inner room, and pointed out a seat at a desk
+near a window looking into a narrow court.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p>"Go through all those letters," the clerk said,
+pointing to a huge heap; "select the circulars, open
+them, and place them on that stand; arrange all the
+English and foreign letters on Mr. Gregory's table,
+and then address those envelopes from that book
+on your desk."</p>
+
+<p>"Yes, sir," Bertie replied cheerfully. It certainly
+was much pleasanter in that warm room, with its
+clear blazing fire, soft carpet, leather-covered
+chairs, and draughtless windows, than in the large,
+and often chilly, outer office, but when Mr. Gregory
+entered with his compressed lips and keen piercing
+glance all round, Bertie began to think it would not
+be pleasant to have to sit always within the reach
+of his critical eyes.</p>
+
+<p>"Good morning. You have not forgotten, I see:
+that's well," Mr. Gregory said, as he hung up his
+coat and pulled off his gloves. Then, with a quick
+glance at his table, he added, "You may go on with
+your work."</p>
+
+<p>Bertie copied industriously for an hour, never
+raising his head from his desk; then his master's
+voice startled him. "Come here, Bertie. I want
+some conversation with you. How old are you?"</p>
+
+<p>"Nearly thirteen, sir."</p>
+
+<p>"You look more. Do you like business?"</p>
+
+<p>"I think I do, sir. I shall like it more when I
+understand it better."</p>
+
+<p>"Quite so. Now, Bertie, because you are my
+nephew, and have been a good, steady lad, I am
+going to place you in a position of great trust. You
+are quick, and write a good hand, and I shall
+train you to be my private secretary. You shall
+answer all my business letters, from my dictation.
+Of course I don't mean all my letters," catching
+Bertie's nervous glance at the table, "only those
+I have been in the habit of attending to myself.
+It means several changes: one is, you need not
+get here till I do in the morning; another is, that I
+shall require your services for an hour or two every
+evening in the library at Gore House. You can
+leave here at four instead of half-past five, and I
+wish you to take lessons in French and German
+three times a week. I have engaged a master for
+you, and you can leave here every other day at
+half-past three. I will pay you twelve shillings a
+week, out of which you must pay for your luncheon,
+and you will dine with us, except when there is a
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_164" id="Page_164"></a>[Pg 164]</span>
+large party. Now sit down, and write exactly as
+I tell you, and as quickly, as neatly, and accurately
+as you can."</p>
+
+<p>"Yes, uncle; thank you," Bertie replied, his heart
+throbbing violently. That was indeed a change
+from the dull routine of the past five months: he
+had won his uncle's confidence; he was to have no
+more solitary evenings; and, best of all, he was to
+have a salary, and only luncheon to buy out of it.</p>
+
+<p>"Why, I shall only want a Bath bun and a glass
+of milk every day. I can save nearly all," Bertie
+whispered to himself at luncheon-time. "Uncle
+Gregory is good to me, and no mistake!"</p>
+
+<p>Mr. Gregory was good to his nephew, but not
+before he had thoroughly satisfied himself that the
+boy fully deserved his confidence, and, what was
+more, would fully and amply repay it. That twelve
+shillings a week was a master-stroke of policy, for
+it made Bertie eternally grateful; and if the young
+gentleman fancied his Uncle Gregory did not know
+that nine shillings of it went into the post-office
+savings' bank regularly every week, he was greatly
+mistaken. The dining down-stairs was not quite
+such a success; he was usually completely ignored,
+and always felt glad when the formal prolonged
+meal was over, and he was at liberty to follow Mr.
+Gregory to the library. There, indeed, Bertie had
+often two, or even three, hours' trying work, copying
+out prospectuses and share lists, reading aloud a
+strange jargon he did not half understand about
+stocks, consols, and dividends, adding up prodigious
+sums of money, subtracting other sums from them,
+and, when the result did not quite satisfy Mr.
+Gregory, having to consign them all to the waste-paper
+basket, and begin over again. Still, it was
+better than the long dreary evenings in the deserted
+school-room, though so much confinement
+was beginning to tell a little on Bertie's rosy
+cheeks and healthy young frame. The atmosphere
+of the Underground Railway, too, was injuring
+lungs that had never breathed anything but the
+purest country air, and at last Mr. Gregory noticed
+his altered appearance, and invited him to drive
+into the City in the dog-cart with himself every
+morning.  That was indeed a red-letter day,&mdash;almost
+ as good as driving to Dr. Mayson's
+at Riversdale: better, in fact, Bertie began to
+think later on, for the bustle and confusion, the
+eager, hurrying, restless life of the City began to
+have a strange charm for him, and that brisk drive
+to and from Mincing Lane was a real pleasure.
+Then he was progressing famously with his French
+and German. The old professor who gave him his
+lessons was a sociable, voluble, eloquent gentleman,
+who waved his hands, rolled his eyes, chattered
+nonsense that made Bertie laugh, but at the same
+time interested him so much that he took great
+pains to listen and remember; and having learned
+his grammar fairly well at school he was soon able
+to make his way with tolerable ease through either
+a newspaper or letter.</p>
+
+<p>But you must not suppose it was all sunshine
+and smooth sailing for Bertie Rivers. He had a
+great many trials and troubles, and perhaps the
+heaviest was his inability to go to Fitzroy Square,
+except on Sundays, and not always then. Then
+he missed his runs in the Park and his walks
+into the country in the early morning, his wood-carving
+and cork-carving, and all the other amusements
+with which he was in the habit of filling
+up his spare time. Then Uncle Gregory was
+becoming daily more exacting and particular,
+and Bertie gathered from the letters he wrote that
+some of the many speculations of the great City
+merchant were not going on entirely to his satisfaction.
+Every evening he remained later in the
+library, and Bertie had more letters to write and
+circulars to address, and sometimes his head ached
+sadly, and his eyes were dull and heavy in the
+morning. But there was one unfailing source of
+satisfaction&mdash;his weekly visit to the post-office
+savings' bank. Bertie would not have missed that
+for the world: nine shillings a week, and sometimes
+even ten&mdash;for nothing could tempt him to spend a
+penny, except on his luncheons and in writing to
+them at Fitzroy Square&mdash;soon mounted up to five
+pounds, and then Mr. Gregory remarked one day
+that if Bertie had saved any money he would invest
+it for him in a company that would pay five
+times as much interest as<ins class="correction" title="Transcriber's Note: original reads 'he'">the</ins> post-office. So the
+money was handed over to Uncle Gregory, and
+Bertie received a very large and formal paper,
+which he never read, but still was proud of, and
+in his next visit handed it triumphantly to Mr.
+Clair. He read it carefully, and then shook his
+head. "This company promises too much, Bertie,"
+he said; "better have left your money where it
+was."</p>
+
+<p>"As if Uncle Gregory doesn't know best!" Bertie
+laughed. "Why, he has hundreds of shares himself."</p>
+
+<p>&nbsp;</p>
+
+<h4>CHAPTER VIII.&mdash;AN UNEXPECTED PLEASURE.</h4>
+
+<p><span class="dropcap038"><span class="dropcap">"Y</span></span><br /><span class="smcap">ou</span>
+may go and spend a few days with
+your brother," Mr. Gregory said to Bertie
+one Saturday at the end of July. "I am
+going away for a week, and so I can spare
+you; but mind you are back on the Monday after
+next, and in good time."</p>
+
+<p>"Yes, sir; thank you, uncle," Bertie replied, with
+a bright smile.</p>
+
+<p>"You may go now, if you wish. I do not require
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_165" id="Page_165"></a>[Pg 165]</span>
+anything further;" and Bertie fairly ran out of the
+office, jumped into an omnibus, and hurried
+straight to Fitzroy Square, instead of going home
+to Kensington. The moment the hall door opened
+he saw something unusual was about to take place:
+there were trunks and packages and muffle straps
+in the hall, and there, amidst them, stood Uncle
+Clair, looking quite calm, while Aunt Amy, Agnes,
+and Eddie flew hither and thither in every
+direction. There was a four-wheeler at the door
+too, so that evidently the family were going
+away. For a moment Bertie felt inclined to cry.
+What possible pleasure could he have in a week's
+holiday without Eddie and Agnes to share it? But
+the moment Aunt Amy caught sight of him, her
+bright face and cordial welcome re-assured him.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 401px;">
+<img src="images/i096.jpg" width="401" height="500" alt="HE SAW SOMETHING UNUSUAL WAS ABOUT TO TAKE PLACE." title="HE SAW SOMETHING UNUSUAL WAS ABOUT TO TAKE PLACE." />
+<span class="smcap">"he saw something unusual was about to take place."</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>"Dear Bertie, I am so glad. I was afraid your
+uncle could not spare you to come with us. But
+where are your things?"</p>
+
+<p>"I haven't brought any. I only just came from
+the City to tell you Uncle Gregory gave me a
+week's holiday," Bertie replied, looking very much
+perplexed. "I did not know you were all going
+away, auntie, or of course I would not have
+come."</p>
+
+<p>"Then you did not get the letter I sent you,
+dear?"</p>
+
+<p>"No, aunt."</p>
+
+<p>"Well, I wrote asking you to apply for permission
+to come with us to the sea-side for a week.
+But I suppose the letter miscarried some way.
+However 'All's well that ends well,' Bertie. You
+are just in time. Come now, help to carry the
+parcels. I hope we have not forgotten anything."</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_166" id="Page_166"></a>[Pg 166]</span>
+"If we were going to stay a year in a desert
+island a thousand miles from a shop, I should
+think we have enough luggage," Uncle Clair said,
+glancing comically at the numerous packages and
+trunks; "instead of which, we're only going to
+Brighton, and can get everything we want there just
+as well as in London."</p>
+
+<p>"But am I really to go to the sea-side with you,
+Uncle Harry?" Bertie cried eagerly.</p>
+
+<p>"Why, of course, child; you don't suppose we're
+going to leave you behind."</p>
+
+<p>"Oh, how good of you! how jolly! Hurrah!"
+and Bertie executed a sort of war-dance, tossed his
+hat in the air, and kissed his aunt and Agnes a
+dozen times at least before taking his seat in the
+cab. "You had better go with your aunt in a
+hansom, Bertie," Uncle Clair said; "Eddie, Agnes,
+and I will go with the luggage. If you get to the
+station first, wait for us at the booking-office. Mind
+you don't get lost," he added, with a smile, as they
+drove away.</p>
+
+<p>"As if I could get lost in the City, Aunt Amy!"
+Bertie said proudly. "Why, I know the place by
+heart now; and shan't I be glad to get away from it
+for a whole week? Was it not kind of Uncle
+Gregory to give me a holiday?"</p>
+
+<p>"Very good, Bertie. You seem to get on capitally.
+Do you know, dear, I am sorry we did not try to
+persuade Eddie to take his place in the office too:
+I almost think he would have been happier, and
+have got on better; he does not seem very contented
+with us, and, worst of all, he does not make
+much progress in the profession he has chosen.
+Agnes is far ahead of him."</p>
+
+<p>"But Eddie is very clever, Aunt Amy: he can do
+anything if he likes," Bertie cried loyally. "And I
+do not think he would get on with Uncle Gregory:
+he would never like the City; besides, Eddie never
+cared to be told to do anything. Even poor papa
+used to say, 'Please, Eddie,' or 'Perhaps you will
+do so, Eddie.' Now, Uncle Gregory orders me to
+do forty different things in different ways every
+day, and I don't mind a bit; but Eddie would stand
+and look at him, and frown so, and just walk away.
+My brother would never get on with Uncle
+Gregory, Aunt Amy," Bertie repeated gravely.
+"Eddie would never make a merchant."</p>
+
+<p>"And your uncle Clair says he will never make
+an artist, unless he changes greatly," said
+Aunt Amy, rather sadly. "Poor Eddie! I am
+really very anxious about his future: he is so like
+his father: his ideas are quite magnificent, but he
+has no energy."</p>
+
+<p>"He's clever, though, auntie; papa often said
+Eddie was a genius," Bertie whispered, "and I can
+work enough for us both. When I am rich, and can
+buy back Riversdale, Eddie will be quite happy.
+You don't know how different he will be when he
+gets back to our beautiful home," and Bertie's eyes
+sparkled, and his cheeks flushed at the thought,
+for the dream of Bertie's life was to get back
+Riversdale. The anxieties of the great establishment
+in Mincing Lane never touched him;
+he knew nothing of risks, disappointments, or
+failures; in fact, Bertie never even thought of such
+things, for he was but a child at heart, and had
+perfect faith in his uncle's assurance that if he were
+only a good, obedient, industrious boy he would be
+very rich some day, and get back his home. But
+no thought of the busy City, the close, dusty office,
+or the hot library at Kensington troubled him as
+he took his seat in the train, and was whirled at
+the rate of fifty miles an hour southward. Eddie
+sat silently looking out of the window, envying his
+brother's high spirits; he could not think what made
+Bertie so happy when he felt discontented and
+miserable, and thoroughly dissatisfied with everything
+in the world. Agnes, too, seemed infected
+with some of Bertie's good humour; her eyes
+sparkled, her cheeks flushed, and she laughed
+merrily at the utter nonsense her cousin chattered
+incessantly, while poor Eddie hugged his discontent,
+and made the most of his misery. And yet
+he had no real cause to be unhappy: every one was
+kind, gentle, patient with him; he had not a reasonable
+wish in the world ungratified; and yet he sat
+silent, drumming with his fingers on the window of
+the carriage, while the others chatted and laughed,
+and seemed as if they could not keep still for very
+enjoyment.</p>
+
+<p>"Oh, auntie, how lovely it is!" Agnes cried,
+"Look how the sun shines on the trees, and the
+brook looks like summer lightning. It is good to
+get away from London, and see the country once
+more; and such a sky, Bertie! you don't have
+anything like that in Mincing Lane!"</p>
+
+<p>"No; but though our skies may be somewhat
+inky, Miss Agnes, they have a silver or a golden
+lining," Bertie replied, with the air of a judge.
+"We don't want sunshine in the City, because we
+have no time to look at it; and besides, we have
+plenty of gas and electric light."</p>
+
+<p>Eddie frowned, and was going to say something
+about his brother's want of artistic taste, when
+Uncle Clair interrupted him by a hearty laugh.</p>
+
+<p>"Really, Master Bertie, you are becoming quite
+a philosopher as well as a capitalist and man of
+business. Now then, youngsters, gather up your
+parcels; we shall be in Brighton in about five
+minutes, and then for a glimpse of the glorious sea."</p>
+
+<p>"Why, Uncle Harry, I've never seen it!" Bertie
+exclaimed, as if he were very much surprised at not
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_167" id="Page_167"></a>[Pg 167]</span>
+having given the matter a thought before. "All
+the way down I never seemed to think we were
+going to the sea-side: I was so glad to get away from
+London. Will you let us have a boat, Uncle Harry?"</p>
+
+<p>"That depends, Bertie; if the weather keeps
+fine we may go for a sail some day."</p>
+
+<p>"Bertie fancies we could pull about in a little
+punt on the ocean as we did on the river at home,"
+Eddie said, rather scornfully. "He has no idea
+what the sea is like."</p>
+
+<p>"Well, well, he will know better presently, for
+here we are," Uncle Harry said gently; and in a
+few minutes more they were all in a shabby, shaky,
+but roomy old carriage, driving along the Parade.</p>
+
+<p>"Oh!" Agnes whispered, catching Aunt Amy's
+hand. "Oh, how beautiful! I feel as if I can't
+breathe, auntie."</p>
+
+<p>"It is jolly!" Bertie cried, in his hearty, downright
+way. "What a place for a swim, Eddie!"</p>
+
+<p>"The idea of thinking the sea only a place for
+swimming!" Eddie replied contemptuously. "I&mdash;&mdash;"</p>
+
+<p>"You can't swim a bit: that's the reason you
+don't care about it," Bertie cried merrily. "But
+Eddie can pull better than I can, Uncle Harry, so
+you will hear him say presently, 'What a lovely
+place for a row!' and I do believe it's not a bit
+rougher than our little river."</p>
+
+<p>"It's very calm to-day, but sometimes it wears
+a very different aspect, Bertie."</p>
+
+<p>"I don't believe it ever could be really rough,
+just like Turner's pictures," Eddie grumbled. "It's
+not a bit like what I thought it would be."</p>
+
+<p>"It's ten times prettier than anything I ever
+saw," Bertie cried enthusiastically. "Just look at
+all the boats, and such pretty houses, and the
+donkeys, Eddie. Oh, Uncle Harry! may we have
+a donkey-ride? and such lots of boys!"</p>
+
+<p>"What a pity poor Eddie did not leave his
+enemy at home, and he would be as happy as
+Bertie," Mr. Clair said in a very low voice to
+Aunt Amy; and she only shook her head and
+smiled sorrowfully; but the words, though spoken
+in a very low tone, reached Bertie's quick young
+ears, and he glanced at his brother in sore perplexity.
+But at that moment the carriage stopped
+at the house where Mr. Clair had secured apartments,
+and in the bustle of getting in the packets,
+exploring the rooms, exclaiming at the beautiful
+view from the balcony, and Bertie's sudden discovery
+that it was a glorious place to test the
+powers of a pea-shooter or catapult, he forgot
+all about Uncle Clair's words and Aunt Amy's
+sorrowful smile; and even Eddie thawed a little,
+and agreed that a beautiful full-rigged ship, with
+the bright sun shining on her snow-white sails,
+was a pretty-enough picture to please even an artist.</p>
+
+<p>But that night, when Bertie laid his tired head
+on the pillow&mdash;he had been running and dancing
+along the beach for hours&mdash;his last waking thought
+was, "I must find out who's Eddie's enemy; and
+if he's not a lot a bigger fellow than I am, I'll
+thrash him!"</p>
+
+<p>&nbsp;</p>
+
+<h4>CHAPTER IX.&mdash;A HAPPY ENCOUNTER.</h4>
+
+<p><span class="dropcap102"><span class="dropcap">B</span></span><span class="smcap">righton</span> in the first days of August is
+hot and dusty, noisy, and crowded with
+people; excursionists pour in by thousands,
+German bands and organs seem
+to spring up under one's feet at every step.
+The sun blazes in the windows of the houses
+on the Marine Parade all day, and the fine,
+dry, chalky dust from the Downs is apt to be
+irritating to delicate throats; but for all that,
+Brighton in August is delightful, at least to
+children. Then they may pass an almost amphibious
+existence without danger of catching
+cold. Foremost in every mischief, bravest in
+every danger, most fortunate in every escapade,
+was Bertie. No one could look at his sparkling
+eyes and rosy cheeks, hear his merry laughter,
+watch him skip, jump, and dance along the beach,
+without saying, "There, at least, is one happy boy,"
+and feeling glad that there was so much capacity for
+pure enjoyment in the world. He dragged Eddie
+and Agnes with him hither and thither, till by
+sheer force of energy and example he forced them
+to share his happiness, and brought the roses to
+their cheeks too; he would have dragged Aunt
+Amy and Uncle Clair about in the same way, only
+they drew the line at taking off shoes and paddling
+in the water, and begged to be allowed to sit still
+on the beach and watch them. However, one day,
+very much to his astonishment, he met his Aunt
+Gregory and his cousins walking on the Parade,
+and Bertie nothing doubted but they would be
+glad to join his many expeditions in search of
+fun; but the boys had many other acquaintances
+in Brighton, and felt half ashamed to acknowledge
+a relative who was only a junior clerk, and refused
+very distinctly to go down on the beach, and be
+friendly with Eddie and Agnes. Indeed, as soon
+as Mrs. Gregory understood that Mr. and Mrs.
+Clair were also by the sea-side, she became very
+chilling to Bertie, and asked when he was going
+back to his office.</p>
+
+<p>"Next Monday, aunt; but the others will stay
+for another fortnight," Bertie answered brightly,
+without the least shade of discontent on his face.</p>
+
+<p>"And why must you return before the others,
+my lad?" a gentleman said, advancing a step, and
+looking at Bertie steadily. "If I don't mistake, I
+have met you before somewhere. Where was it?"</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_168" id="Page_168"></a>[Pg 168]</span>
+"You have seen him at our house, perhaps,
+Mr. Murray," Dick Gregory said carelessly; he
+had been walking with the gentleman, and discussing
+a trip in Mr. Murray's yacht, and did not
+want to be interrupted; indeed, he was far from
+being pleased at meeting Bertie. "You know, he's
+in papa's office in the City," he added, seeing the
+gentleman still looked puzzled.</p>
+
+<p>"No, cousin; I think Mr. Murray saw me at
+Riversdale," Bertie said, a little shyly, for a pair
+of keen dark eyes were fixed on his face. "He
+used to come and see papa often; but I think he
+would remember Eddie better than me: he saw
+him oftener."</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 447px;">
+<img src="images/i103.jpg" width="447" height="500" alt="'I REMEMBER YOU QUITE WELL,' HE SAID." title="'I REMEMBER YOU QUITE WELL,' HE SAID." />
+<span class="smcap">"'i remember you quite well,' he said."</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>"Oh dear me! yes, of course; why, I remember
+you quite well," he said. "You are Herbert, the
+dreadful little boy who snow-balled me one day, and
+Eddie drew caricatures of me. Dear me! Mrs.
+Gregory, how strange you never mentioned the
+Rivers' being here. This boy's father is one of my
+oldest and dearest friends. I shall be delighted to
+meet him."</p>
+
+<p>For a moment there was an awkward silence;
+Mrs. Gregory looked red and confused, her two
+sons turned round and studied the sea, then Bertie
+looked up suddenly. "Papa is not here, sir: he&mdash;he
+is dead," he said steadily, but in an earnest
+voice. "I am in Uncle Gregory's office; Eddie is
+learning to be an artist with Uncle Clair. Poor
+papa lost his money, and we're going to try and
+get rich, to buy back Riversdale."</p>
+
+<p>"Buy back Riversdale!" Mr. Murray cried.
+"You don't mean&mdash;&mdash;" then glancing at Mrs.
+Gregory's confused expression, and the sudden
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_169" id="Page_169"></a>[Pg 169]</span>
+gravity that had replaced the mirth in Bertie's
+eyes, he stopped, and puckered up his forehead in
+the strangest way.</p>
+
+<p>"Is this boy, Herbert Rivers, staying with you?"
+he asked presently, turning to Mrs. Gregory.</p>
+
+<p>"No, indeed; I did not even know he was here.
+I fancied he was at the office, as usual."</p>
+
+<p>"Oh! then how did you come to be here, child?
+Are you alone?" Mr. Murray asked.</p>
+
+<p>"I am with Uncle and Aunt Clair. Last Saturday
+Uncle Gregory said I might have a week's
+holiday and spend it with my brother, so I just
+ran straight off to Fitzroy Square, and found them
+all in the hall just starting for Brighton. Oh, it
+has been so splendid!"</p>
+
+<p>"So you must go back to town to your office
+next Monday?" the gentleman said, after a
+moment's frowning. "Well, well, we shall see; this
+is Thursday. Where does your Uncle Clair live?"</p>
+
+<p>Bertie told him the address: it was within a
+stone's throw; and as Mr. Murray noted down the
+number, and glanced at the house so as to remember
+it, he saw that the balcony was strikingly
+decorated with some of the children's trophies. Long
+trailing sprays of damp dark-brown seaweed hung
+over the railings; there was quite a large heap of
+sea-stones, and a few shells piled up in one corner.
+Bertie's schooner was firmly anchored to a crimson
+bucket in another; there was a camp-stool before
+an easel standing in the open window, and a low
+chair with cushions outside. Altogether, the aspect
+of the rooms occupied by Uncle Clair pleased Mr.
+Murray.</p>
+
+<p>As they walked along the parade Mr. Murray
+was unusually silent; the boys watched him,
+and saw by the expression of his face that he
+was thinking deeply. But it was not till he met
+their father at the aquarium that Mr. Murray
+said a single word about Bertie Rivers. Then
+both gentlemen stood in a quiet corner, and talked
+so long and so earnestly that both Mrs. Gregory
+and the boys became impatient, and not a little
+curious. What could they possibly have to say
+about the little junior clerk? and yet they were sure
+he was the subject of their conversation.</p>
+
+<p>Mrs. Gregory looked more anxious than curious.
+Mr. Murray was a very old friend of the Rivers'
+family, and though absence from England for
+several years caused him to be quite ignorant of
+the calamities that had overtaken the master of
+Riversdale, the death of his brother Frank, and the
+loss of his fortune, he was still deeply interested
+in the family, and heard with regret of the almost
+friendless condition of Mr. Rivers' sons.</p>
+
+<p>"I wish you had told me all this sooner," he
+said at length. "We might have done something
+better for that fine lad."</p>
+
+<p>"He will do very well," Mr. Gregory replied, a
+little coldly. "You should be the last person in
+the world to object to business."</p>
+
+<p>"I don't object, only the boy is too young&mdash;a
+mere child. Why did not you send him to school
+with your boys, for a few years at least?"</p>
+
+<p>"I do not think that would be any true kindness.
+It would only make him dissatisfied with his
+future position, perhaps. Bertie is doing very well."</p>
+
+<p>Mr. Murray said no more, but all the remainder
+of the afternoon he thought a great deal
+of his old friend Mr. Rivers and his boys, and the
+more he reflected the less pleased he felt at
+Mr. Gregory's treatment of Bertie, and the undisguised
+contempt Dick and Harry expressed for
+their cousin. He resolved to call the very next
+morning on Mr. Clair, and have a talk with him
+about the lads, for Mr. Murray had a very strong
+reason for being interested in their future. It was
+he who had persuaded their father to invest money
+in the speculation that ended so disastrously, but
+he had no idea that Mr. Rivers became such an
+extensive shareholder; he forgot that a simple
+country gentleman, without either knowledge or
+experience, could not be as prudent and far-seeing
+as a man all his life acquainted with business.
+Mr. Murray had been a loser in the mines himself,
+but to a comparatively slight extent, and as he
+was an exceedingly rich man, he only regarded
+the matter as one of the casual losses incurred in
+business. But his old friend's losses troubled him
+deeply, and he resolved to do everything in his
+power to repair the effects of his well-meant, but
+unfortunate, advice.</p>
+
+<p>Mr. Murray was an old bachelor, very rich, and
+some people said very eccentric, though, in truth,
+his eccentricity was only indiscriminate generosity.
+He was very fond of children, boys especially; he
+often spoke of adopting some promising lad to
+inherit a portion of his great fortune, and continue
+the grand old firm in the City that had
+flourished for over a hundred years as Murray
+and Co. For many reasons Mr. Gregory hoped
+that one of his boys would be chosen, and lately
+everything had seemed like it; therefore, the
+sudden interest Mr. Murray seemed to take in
+Bertie caused Mr. and Mrs. Gregory some uneasiness,
+especially as the gentleman said at
+dinner that evening that the yachting excursion
+would have to be put off for some days, as he
+wished to make the acquaintance of his old friend's
+sons, and learn a little more of their history, and
+meant to call at their address the next morning.</p>
+
+<p class="center">(<i>To be continued</i>.)</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_170" id="Page_170"></a>[Pg 170]</span></p>
+
+<div class="block width500">
+
+<h2><a name="An_Apple_Song" id="An_Apple_Song"></a>AN APPLE SONG.</h2>
+
+<div class="figleft1" style="width: 61px; height: 70px;">
+<img src="images/i108.jpg" width="61" height="70" alt="T" title="T" />
+</div>
+<p><span class="smcap">he</span> Autumn sunshine falls so warm,<br />
+<span class="two">So warm in the orchard green,<br /></span>
+A golden tent is the apple-tree;<br />
+<span class="two">And under the leafy screen<br /></span>
+Sits Rex, in the curve of a mossy bough,<br />
+<span class="two">As high as he can go,<br /></span>
+Dropping the apples red and brown<br />
+<span class="two">To his Cousin Prue below.<br /></span>
+<br />
+Sweet Prue, knee-deep in the cool green grass,<br />
+<span class="two">Spreads wide her pinafore,<br /></span>
+The ripe fruit falls in a golden rain,<br />
+<span class="two">By two, by three, by four;<br /></span>
+With watchful eye and ready hand<br />
+<span class="two">She lets no apple fall&mdash;<br /></span>
+As fast as Rex can throw them down<br />
+<span class="two">She catches one and all.<br /></span>
+<br />
+The blackbird on the topmost bough<br />
+<span class="two">Is singing loud and clear,<br /></span>
+The children shouting at their task<br />
+<span class="two">It does him good to hear.<br /></span>
+He watches them with his bead-black eyes,<br />
+<span class="two">And blither still he sings;<br /></span>
+But clearer than dear blackbird's note<br />
+<span class="two">The children's laughter rings.<br /></span>
+</p>
+</div>
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+
+<h2><a name="Mornings_At_The_Zoo" id="Mornings_At_The_Zoo"></a>MORNINGS AT THE ZOO.</h2>
+
+<h4>VIII.&mdash;IN THE FISH-HOUSE.</h4>
+
+<p><span class="dropcap109"><span class="dropcap">O</span></span><span class="smcap">f</span> the Fish-house
+at the London
+Zoological Gardens
+it must be
+said that its contents
+are decidedly
+"mixed,"
+for it is the home
+not only of a few
+specimens of the
+finny tribe, but
+also of some
+wading and diving
+birds, of a
+very curious amphibian, of a few shrimps, and of
+several of the beautiful flower-like sea-anemones.
+The collection, however, loses nothing in point of
+interest because of its varied character, and will repay
+a good deal more study than it seems to receive
+from visitors.</p>
+
+<p>Some of the fishes are as common as the schoolboy's
+familiar friend, the minnow. Others, like
+the cat-fish and sea-horse, are rare&mdash;in England, at
+any rate. Then there are kinds known to every
+lover of angling, such as the perch an pike.
+Seldom has a popular name been so aptly
+bestowed as in the case of the pretty little sea-horses.
+In the upper half of their wee bodies they
+have all the equine look and bearing, but in the
+lower half there is a great falling-off in the likeness,
+excepting that both animals have tails. But the
+tail of the sea-horse is a most useful appendage.
+The tiny creature can twine it round marine weeds
+and vegetables, and by this means drifts along
+with the current into far distant seas and strange
+climes. To this cause the occasional discovery of
+foreigners upon British coasts has been ascribed.
+With regard to the name of the cat-fish, one must
+not be quite so particular. There is, on a cursory
+glance, enough of the appearance of pussy about the
+head of this curious animal to explain how the
+title came to be applied to it. It strikes one as
+being rather a morose and surly creature, an impression
+that is fully borne out when one learns
+that it will fight desperately when captured.</p>
+
+<p>Though the flounders can scarcely be considered
+as other than common fishes, they always are worth
+watching. Tom Noddy was all head and no body,
+but they may be regarded as being nearly all body
+with very little head, and the two bright black eyes,
+which look as if they were "stuck on," give them a
+rather comical aspect. You will find them inquisitive,
+too. Put your finger in front of their tank, and
+they will all flock to see what it is. On the contrary,
+other fishes, such as the pike and carp, will
+remain stolid and indifferent to any movement you
+may make, and some, like the timorous trout&mdash;for
+which Isaak Walton loved to angle above any fish,&mdash;will
+be so dreadfully upset at the appearance of
+your digit that they will dart off in every direction.</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_171" id="Page_171"></a>[Pg 171]</span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 357px;">
+<img src="images/i111.jpg" width="357" height="500" alt="IN THE ORCHARD" title="IN THE ORCHARD" />
+<span class="smcap">"in the orchard."  <i>an apple song</i></span> (<a href="#Page_170"><i>p.</i> 170</a>).
+</div>
+
+<p>Little folk may be expected to feel special interest
+in the pikes, those "fresh-water wolves" and "tyrants
+of the rivers," as they have been styled in consequence
+of their ferocity. They thrive well despite
+their savage gluttony, and attain to a green old age.
+One was captured in a pond in Sweden, in 1449,
+with a ring round its neck, which bore an inscription
+which showed that it had been placed in the
+pond more than two hundred years before. However
+that may be, there is no doubt that the pike
+is a long liver. It is so destructive, that it will
+clear a pond of all the fishes, not hesitating to
+attack those even that are nearly as big as itself.
+There is a case on record of a pike fastening on
+the lips of a mule, which had been taken to
+drink in the pond. They have been known to bite
+at swans and geese, and altogether Jack Pike is a
+most voracious creature. It may be assumed
+also that it is unsociable, for it generally swims
+about by itself, and not in shoals or in companies
+like other fishes.</p>
+
+<div class="figright" style="width: 250px;">
+<img src="images/i113.jpg" width="250" height="159" alt="THE MARINE BULLHEAD" title="THE MARINE BULLHEAD" />
+<span class="smcap">the marine bullhead.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>Among other inmates of this house which call
+for mention are carp, gobies, dace, roach, bullhead,
+gurnard, mullet, basse, and conger-eels. They
+lead a monotonous sort of life, swimming to and fro
+in their tanks, in a wearisome way. But their
+graceful movements and curious colours are worth
+notice. The conger-eels are comparatively small
+specimens. Those in the deep sea sometimes
+attain a gigantic size. They are able to use their
+tail as a hand, and have been known by means of
+it to seize the gunwale of the boat in which they
+were imprisoned and jump into the sea.</p>
+
+<p>One of the quaintest and most interesting inmates
+of the house, however, is not a fish but an
+amphibian. There are two groups of amphibians,
+one called <i>tailless</i>&mdash;to which frogs and toads belong&mdash;and
+the other <i>tailed</i>, of which the newt and
+the axolotl are members. The Zoological Society
+are fortunate enough to possess specimens of both
+the black and white axolotl. This creature, which
+is a native of Mexico, has a strange life-history
+not unlike that of the frog. It has a sort of
+tadpole stage of existence, in which it is furnished
+with a collar of gills and lives in the water. After
+a while it loses its gills, and its tail and legs grow
+much less fish-like. There is a kind of lizard look
+about its permanent form. In the first period of its
+history it is styled <i>axolotl</i>; in the final period it
+becomes known as <i>amblystome</i>.
+They say its flesh
+is esteemed a delicacy in
+Mexico.</p>
+
+<p>Visitors seem to regard
+the anemones&mdash;the
+"most brilliant of living
+flower gardens," as Charles
+Kingsley called them&mdash;as
+useful in the way of ornament,
+and pass their tanks
+without paying further
+heed to them. This is not
+the case with respect to
+the diving birds, which are beyond all question the
+centre of attraction in the fish-house. The birds
+comprise a darter, a cormorant, a guillemot, and a
+penguin. The first-named is seldom seen in this
+country. It is a largish bird with webbed feet,
+long thin neck, and spear-like bill. When swimming
+in the water with its body entirely submerged,
+it looks not unlike a snake forging along. Hence
+it is also known as the snake-neck. The cormorant
+and darter, though here classed for convenience'
+sake among the divers, really belong to
+the pelican family. The guillemot is a diving bird
+found in the Northern seas, while the penguin may
+be looked upon as representing the divers of the
+Southern Ocean. The penguin is a most awkward
+bird ashore, but in its native element its movements
+are elegant and rapid. When the keeper
+has placed some food in the water-tank, the darter
+is fetched from its cage. The bird takes a swim
+round, then spots its prey and goes for it with
+unerring aim. Rising to the surface it throws the
+fish in the air, catches it in its beak, and bolts it
+with business-like despatch. It then goes fishing
+again, and after its wants have been supplied it
+returns to its house. The other three birds are
+allowed to dine together. There is no squabbling
+amongst them. Enough fishes are thrown in to
+keep them occupied for a few minutes. The speed
+with which the guillemot cuts the water is truly
+amazing. Once more one has an opportunity of
+noticing the clumsiness of the penguin when it
+tries to leave the water. At either end of the tank
+a platform with transverse bars is let down for the
+convenience of the birds, but the silly penguin,
+instead of going to the end of the platform and
+gradually working its way upward, sometimes endeavours
+to climb up the side, its frantic struggles
+to do so being ludicrous. It does not appear to
+possess sufficient sense to find its way out in the
+easiest manner, for Mr Keeper has to assist it
+with a long iron pole with a hook at the end, by
+means of which he pushes the bird along to the
+foot of the platform. The
+feeding of the birds is a
+very instructive performance.
+Unless some such
+occasion were afforded
+us of seeing these essentially
+aquatic birds in
+the water, one could not
+have the slightest idea of
+the power and grace of
+their movements.</p>
+
+<p>And in leaving the
+fish-house let me say
+that this educational
+value, so to speak, of the Zoological Gardens
+undoubtedly forms one of their strongest claims
+upon public support.</p>
+
+<p class="right smcap">James A. Manson.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_172" id="Page_172"></a>[Pg 172]</span></p>
+
+<h2><a name="What_Came_Of_A_Foxglove" id="What_Came_Of_A_Foxglove"></a>WHAT CAME OF A FOXGLOVE.</h2>
+
+<h4>A FAIRY STORY.</h4>
+
+<p><span class="dropcap117"><span class="dropcap">B</span></span><br /><br /><span class="smcap">ehind,</span> before, in the
+branches of the trees,
+amongst the blades of
+grass, creeping under the
+mushrooms, swinging on
+the foxgloves, and clinging
+to the ragged-robin,
+were the fairies.</p>
+
+<p>Blanche and Belinda did not
+see them, because of the bright
+golden sunshine, which hides
+the fairies from mortal sight;
+but the fairies saw the two girls
+walking arm in arm through the
+wood.</p>
+
+<p>Blanche stooped to gather a
+splendid crimson foxglove, which
+she shook gently, saying,</p>
+
+<p><span class="two">"The bells shall ring<br /></span>
+<span class="two">For the fairy king;<br /></span>
+<span class="two">Ding, dong, bell!<br /></span>
+<span class="two">Ding, dong, bell!"<br /></span>
+</p>
+
+<p>But, alas! as she shook it, no fewer than seven
+little fairy pages fell to the ground. They were not
+much hurt, but they were very indignant at being
+knocked about in that manner; also the feathers
+in their caps were much ruffled.</p>
+
+<p>They sprang to their feet feeling very angry,
+especially as the other fairies were laughing.</p>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i4">"We are the Queen's pages,<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">And very great our rage is!"<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<p>they shouted.</p>
+
+<p>And then, as they looked more carefully at one
+another and saw how tossed and tumbled were
+their pretty suits of embroidered white velvet, they
+burst out crying, saying&mdash;</p>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">"We are not fit to be seen<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">By her Majesty the Queen;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Our clothes are all blue and green,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Who will wash and make them clean?"<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<p>"I will," said the Fairy Queen; "I saw it all, and
+I am very angry.</p>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i8">My pages shall not be</span>
+<span class="i8">Treated so shamefully!"</span>
+</div></div>
+
+<p>And her face grew as red as a peony.</p>
+
+<div class="figright" style="width: 280px;">
+<img src="images/i118.jpg" width="280" height="397" alt="WALKING ARM IN ARM" title="WALKING ARM IN ARM" />
+<span class="smcap">"walking arm in arm"</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>But Blanche and Belinda knew nothing of all
+this; they had not any idea that the fairies were in
+the wood.</p>
+
+<p>Blanche had just thrown down the foxglove,
+for suddenly there issued out of every flower
+clusters of bees, that buzzed and hummed and
+made a dense cloud around the two little sisters
+until they could not see one another.</p>
+
+<p>&nbsp;</p>
+
+<p class="center">II.</p>
+
+<p>And then&mdash;&mdash;</p>
+
+<p>Why, suddenly all the bees disappeared as quickly
+as they had come, and all was sunshine and brightness
+again; and Belinda was not stung, though
+she looked at her arms and hands, and felt her
+forehead and cheeks and neck, expecting to be
+covered with great smarting lumps. Instead of
+which, she had never been freer from pain; and
+the world around had never looked so beautiful as
+it did to-day, with so many butterflies of divers
+colours, and great green dragon-flies, that she wondered
+where they all came from. The wood-path, too,
+grew more lovely, and patches of blue sky appeared
+through the branches of the trees.</p>
+
+<p>All at once she cried out&mdash;</p>
+
+<p>"Blanche! Blanche!"</p>
+
+<p>For Blanche was nowhere to be seen; and
+though she hunted in and out among the trees
+and bushes, she could not find her. No one
+answered, except the echoes repeating, "Blanche!
+Blanche! where are you?"</p>
+
+<p>And then Belinda sat down, and she began to cry.</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_173" id="Page_173"></a>[Pg 173]</span></p>
+
+<p>&nbsp;</p>
+
+<p class="center">III.</p>
+
+<p>Belinda cried for half an hour without stopping,
+and her eyes were swollen up, and her cheeks wet
+with tears. Some one was standing by her, and
+a voice was saying&mdash;</p>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">"Why are you crying, little girl, I pray,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">On such a pleasant sunny summer day?<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">I'm a little packman, with my funny pack.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Such a weight! oh, such a weight! to carry on my back.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">What will you buy, maiden? what will you buy?<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Half a dozen handkerchiefs, to wipe your cheeks quite dry?"<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<p>Belinda looked up, and in her surprise left off
+crying. Before her stood a small
+boy with a bundle of wheat over
+his shoulder. He looked tired and
+melancholy, and not by any means
+as jovial as might have been expected
+from his words.</p>
+
+<p>"Handkerchiefs!" said Belinda,
+disdainfully. "Why, you've nothing
+but a wisp of straw over your shoulder,
+and it can't be any weight."</p>
+
+<div class="figleft" style="width: 200px;">
+<img src="images/i119.jpg" width="200" height="448" alt="HE ... STOOD WITH HIS HAT IN HAND." title="HE ... STOOD WITH HIS HAT IN HAND." />
+<span class="smcap">"he ... stood with his hat in hand."</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>"Try it," said the boy, throwing it
+down upon the ground.</p>
+
+<p>But Belinda took no notice of it.</p>
+
+<p>"And you're not a packman, only
+a little boy," she said, angrily; "how
+can you tell such stories?"</p>
+
+<p>The melancholy-looking boy answered&mdash;</p>
+
+<p>"Perhaps I'm a king in disguise,<br />
+Although of a very small size;<br />
+If you were a little more wise,<br />
+You might find in my pack a great prize.</p>
+
+<p>However, I'll leave it for you, and the
+first young gentleman you meet with
+will, perhaps, pick it up and carry it
+home for you; for you will soon find
+you are not able to lift it yourself."</p>
+
+<p>And so saying the boy turned away, and Belinda
+was again alone.</p>
+
+<p>"Not lift a few ears of corn," she said, giving a
+slight kick to the heap at her feet.</p>
+
+<p>But as her foot touched it it was no longer a
+bundle of wheat, but a sack tied close at the
+mouth, and it expanded until it was as large as
+Belinda herself. Added to which there appeared
+to be something alive in it, for it moved from side
+to side as though some creature were struggling
+inside.</p>
+
+<p>"Oh! perhaps it is Blanche!" exclaimed Belinda,
+"and the boy has brought her back. He said 'a
+great prize,' and a king in disguise. He may have
+been a fairy, who can tell?"</p>
+
+<p>And she tried to open the sack, but to no
+purpose, for she only tore her fingers and made
+them bleed, and the blood dropped down on her
+frock and stained it, and she grew very hot.</p>
+
+<p>There was a glassy pool close by, so she knelt
+down and bathed her hands and face; and as she
+rose up she caught sight of herself in the pool,
+and for a moment she scarcely knew herself, for
+she was dressed so grandly. She had on a pink
+satin gown and a white satin apron with cherry-coloured
+bows, and a gauze cap, and red shoes with
+gold buckles.</p>
+
+<p>"I wonder wherever these clothes could come
+from?" she said aloud.</p>
+
+<p>The sack gave a roll, and whatever
+might be within was evidently
+trying to get out. And again she
+called out&mdash;</p>
+
+<p>"Blanche! Blanche!"</p>
+
+<p>She tried to lift up the sack, for she
+thought if she could drag it along
+she might in time find some one
+who could open it.</p>
+
+<p>But she found that the melancholy
+boy was right, she could not move it.</p>
+
+<p>"And I am not likely to meet with
+any one in this part of the wood."</p>
+
+<p>&nbsp;</p>
+
+<p class="center">IV.</p>
+
+<p>Some one was whistling in the distance.</p>
+
+<p>Belinda listened.</p>
+
+<p>Then she cried out, "Help! help!"</p>
+
+<p>The footsteps came nearer, and a
+boy in a fine suit came along. As
+soon as he saw Belinda he made a
+low bow, and stood with his hat in
+his hand.</p>
+
+<p>"This must be a gentleman,"
+thought Belinda, "or he would not
+be so polite."</p>
+
+<p>But she did not speak.</p>
+
+<p>"Did you not cry out for help?" asked the
+youth.</p>
+
+<p>"Yes," replied Belinda; "I have lost Blanche,
+and I want some one to find her, and to help me
+to carry this bag; for I can't lift it, and I believe
+there is a prize in it."</p>
+
+<p>"Prize!" repeated the boy; "I should think
+there was! Why this bag is full of wonderful
+magic toys, and if you let them out they will search
+the world over until they find anything that you
+have lost. Where did you get them from?"</p>
+
+<p>"A boy with a bundle of corn brought the sack.
+At least it wasn't a sack, but it turned into one&mdash;and&mdash;&mdash;"</p>
+
+<p>"It must have been Oberon himself, the King
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_174" id="Page_174"></a>[Pg 174]</span>
+of the Fairies, you
+know, who brought the
+sack to you."</p>
+
+<p>"Ah!" returned Belinda, "he
+did say something about a
+king in disguise, but I
+did not believe
+him."</p>
+
+<p>"Perhaps if you
+had been
+more polite,"
+answered
+the boy,
+"you would
+have found
+Blanche back by this time, for he knows all about
+her. The Queen has carried her away because
+she knocked her little pages about."</p>
+
+<p>"Knocked her little pages about! you are as
+foolish as the other boy. But if you know so much,
+pray where has the Queen hidden her?"</p>
+
+<p>"How should I know?" replied the boy.</p>
+
+<p>"Oh, dear!" exclaimed Belinda, and she began
+to cry again.</p>
+
+<p>"Do be wise," said the boy; "crying does no
+good."</p>
+
+<p>"Wise, prize, size, disguise," murmured Belinda.</p>
+
+<p>"What are you saying?" he asked.</p>
+
+<p>"Oh, nothing!" said Belinda.</p>
+
+<p>"That is not true," he answered; "you said
+some words; say them again."</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 441px;">
+<img src="images/i122.jpg" width="441" height="500" alt="OUT RUSHED THE TOYS." title="OUT RUSHED THE TOYS." />
+<span class="smcap">"out rushed the toys."</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>And as Belinda repeated the words the boy lifted
+up the sack quite easily, and cut the string that
+fastened it, with his knife. And his clothes
+changed even as Belinda's had done. He wore
+now a sort of helmet with a plume of feathers in it,
+and a slashed dress; and he knelt down and
+opened the mouth of the sack.
+Ah! was not Belinda astonished,
+for out rushed the
+toys&mdash;such toys&mdash;all of them
+able to move about. One of
+them, a man on horseback,
+galloped away over a bridge,
+in the distance; another ran
+up the mountain with a donkey
+following after him. A woman
+and a little child next rushed
+down into the valley, so did
+a boy with a dog that did not
+look like a dog running behind
+him.</p>
+
+<p>To all of these the youth
+said&mdash;</p>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i2">"Now be kind,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Find, find, find!"<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<p>Belinda gazed in astonishment, for never had she
+seen such toys before.</p>
+
+<p>"Now," said the boy, as a white horse with a
+cart behind it emerged from a heap of carriages
+and toy soldiers, "jump in, and you and I will
+drive about the world till we find Blanche."</p>
+
+<p>"But we can't possibly get in," returned Belinda;
+"it is too small for one, certainly for two."</p>
+
+<p>"Do not be stupid," said the boy; "almost all
+mischief comes from stupidity; get in whilst I hold
+the horse."</p>
+
+<p>How Belinda got into the little cart she did not
+know; but in it she was with the boy beside her,
+and he was driving as fast as he could go. And
+there was plenty of room for both.</p>
+
+<p>The toy soldiers had mounted their horses and
+were riding behind them and at the side of them,
+for the boy had said&mdash;</p>
+
+<p>"Mount quickly, guards."</p>
+
+<p>And as they went along, Belinda presently heard
+the man on horseback and the woman and all the
+magic toys come clattering after them as hard as
+they could come.</p>
+
+<p>"Ah!" observed the boy; "we are on the right
+path; the King has sent them after us."</p>
+
+<p>"The King!"</p>
+
+<p>"Yes; did you not see a toll-man on the
+bridge?"</p>
+
+<p>"No," answered Belinda; but she whispered to
+herself, "a king in disguise; wise, prize, size."</p>
+
+<p>"You are getting more sensible," said the boy,
+as he drove faster and faster till the white cart-horse
+seemed to turn into a race-horse, he went so
+swiftly.</p>
+
+<p>"There will be an accident," said Belinda.</p>
+
+<p>And so there was, for the cart-wheel flew off, and
+down went the cart, and Belinda and the boy were
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_175" id="Page_175"></a>[Pg 175]</span>
+tumbled into a ditch, whence they scrambled out
+and rolled down a grassy slope, on and on and on,
+such a distance that Belinda felt quite giddy.</p>
+
+<p>"This is the end of the drive," said the boy;
+"we need not trouble about the horse and cart.
+Follow me."</p>
+
+<p>And Belinda followed him.</p>
+
+<p>He pushed aside the red chestnut flowers and
+the sycamore branches, and as he did so all the
+birds seemed to wake up, and to sing a wonderfully
+beautiful song. There were nightingales singing,
+though it was day, and the larks were carolling as
+blithely as at early morn. As for the thrushes,
+their voices were so clear that Belinda was sure she
+could hear the words they were saying.</p>
+
+<p>Of course it was poetry, only Belinda had never
+heard such beautiful poetry before.</p>
+
+<p>And the waterfall was singing, so was the brook,
+but they sang a different song.</p>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">"Lullaby, oh, lullaby!<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Slumbering let the maiden lie,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Sweetest dreams shall float around her,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Magic blossoms shall surround her.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Fairy chains shall keep her still,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Fairy wand ward off all ill,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Gnat or fly shall not come nigh,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Lullaby, oh, lullaby!<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Sleep, sweet maiden, fear no harm,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Potent is the fairy charm."<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<p>"Oh, boy! are they talking about Blanche?"</p>
+
+<p>"Hush!" said he; "come quietly."</p>
+
+<p>Belinda came softly, and looked where he
+pointed, and would have cried out&mdash;</p>
+
+<p>"Blanche!"</p>
+
+<p>But the boy put his
+hand over her mouth.</p>
+
+<p>Nevertheless they had
+found Blanche.</p>
+
+<p>Yes! there she was
+fast asleep on a crimson
+cushion with tall white
+lilies and bright poppies
+and splendid foxgloves
+nodding all round her and
+drowsily ringing their
+sweet bells; whilst a
+flood of fairy light fell
+over her. She looked very
+happy, as though she were
+having pleasant dreams.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;">
+<img src="images/i125.jpg" width="500" height="348" alt="SHE WAS FAST ASLEEP." title="SHE WAS FAST ASLEEP." />
+<span class="smcap">"she was fast asleep."</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>"Kiss her," said the
+boy.</p>
+
+<p>And Belinda stooped
+and kissed her.</p>
+
+<p>And then Blanche opened
+wide her eyes, saying.</p>
+
+<p>"Where have you been?" she asked; "I have
+had such a nice sleep. It all came from the foxglove."</p>
+
+<p>Belinda looked round to thank the boy, but
+he had vanished.</p>
+
+<p>So had the cushion and the lilies, and the
+poppies.</p>
+
+<p>"Why it's the old woodpath again," murmured
+Belinda. "I know the place quite well. Size,
+wise, prize, disguise; disguise, prize, size, wise,"
+she repeated; "yes, the young gentleman must
+have been a king in disguise."</p>
+
+<p>Blanche looked surprised.</p>
+
+<p>"Yes, that is just what I was dreaming of. I
+thought I had really quite lost you, and he brought
+you to me."</p>
+
+<p>Perhaps the youth was Oberon; but if so, of
+course he never told them.</p>
+
+<p>"But he must have been a great many Oberons,"
+Belinda went on, musing; "the melancholy packboy,
+the toll-man, the young gentleman! Ah! it
+is of no use thinking about it, one only gets confused."</p>
+
+<p>But if she had had ears to listen to fairy music,
+she would have heard this song:&mdash;</p>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i2">"Each little page<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Hath lost his rage,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">The punishment is o'er;<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">The sisters twain<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Have met again,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">To separate no more.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">So 'tis decreed by Queen and King,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Who now the two together bring."<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<p class="right smcap">Julia Goddard.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_176" id="Page_176"></a>[Pg 176]</span></p>
+
+<div class="block width350">
+
+<h2><a name="Daisy_And_Dolly" id="Daisy_And_Dolly"></a>DAISY AND DOLLY.</h2>
+
+<div class="figleft1" style="width: 46px; height: 76px;">
+<img src="images/i126.jpg" width="46" height="76" alt="B" title="B" />
+</div>
+<p><br />
+<span class="smcap">eneath</span> the poplars' leafy screen<br />
+<span class="two">The shade is cool and sweet,<br /></span>
+Where Daisy sits like any queen&mdash;<br />
+<span class="two">The sunbeams kiss her feet,<br /></span>
+Steal round the border of her dress,<br />
+And one white dimpled arm caress.<br />
+<br />
+She holds her dainty parasol<br />
+<span class="two">Above her playmate's head,<br /></span>
+Lest the hot sun should touch her doll,<br />
+<span class="two">And fade the lovely red<br /></span>
+In dolly's rosy cheek that lies,<br />
+Or dim her beautiful blue eyes.<br />
+<br />
+She weaves a pretty dream, I know,<br />
+<span class="two">All in the garden shady,<br /></span>
+How dolly was, long, long ago,<br />
+<span class="two">A little fairy lady,<br /></span>
+And held her court on a green, green knoll,<br />
+Ere she became a mortal doll.<br />
+<br />
+She thinks her blue-eyed pet knows all<br />
+<span class="two">The solemn words she speaks,<br /></span>
+And feels the kisses soft that fall<br />
+<span class="two">Upon her mouth and cheeks:<br /></span>
+And often when I see the two<br />
+I wish I were the doll&mdash;don't you?<br />
+</p>
+
+<p class="right smcap">r.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+
+<h2><a name="Stories_Told_In_Westminster_Abbey" id="Stories_Told_In_Westminster_Abbey"></a>STORIES TOLD IN WESTMINSTER ABBEY.</h2>
+
+<h4><i>By</i> <span class="smcap">Edwin Hodder</span> ("<span class="smcap">Old Merry</span>").</h4>
+
+<h4>III.&mdash;ROYAL FUNERALS IN THE ABBEY.</h4>
+
+<p><span class="dropcap127"><span class="dropcap">O</span></span><br /><span class="smcap">n</span> the occasion of our last visit
+to the Abbey, I told you a little
+about the coronations that
+have taken place within its
+walls, and apart from the
+venerable fane itself, the principal
+object connected with
+that long chain of events was
+the antique royal chair, standing
+in the Chapel of Edward the Confessor.
+Returning to the same spot, we will now look
+around us, and we soon see that we are in the
+midst of a burying-place of English kings. Sebert
+and his Queen Ethelgoda have their monument
+beside the gate at the entrance to the chapels;
+but there is no authentic account of a funeral
+here before that of Edward the Confessor, whose
+ashes, after three removals, repose in the shrine
+close beside us.</p>
+
+<p>It was on January 5th, 1066, just after the consecration
+of his beautiful new Abbey, that the soul of
+St. Edward passed away. Englishmen were filled
+with gloomy forebodings at the event. Crowds
+flocked to see the body as it lay in the palace, with
+an unearthly smile on its rosy cheeks, and with the
+long thin fingers interlaced across the bosom.</p>
+
+<p>Then, attired in royal robes, and bedecked with
+crown, crucifix, and golden chain, they laid the
+remains before the High Altar of the Abbey. His
+wife Edith was afterwards laid beside him. After the
+Conquest, royal personages for a time were buried
+in Normandy, till "the good Queen Maud," the wife
+of Henry I. and niece of Edgar Atheling, was laid
+beside the Confessor. In rebuilding the Abbey,
+Henry III. provided a new shrine, to which the
+remains of the now canonised Edward were removed,
+and in which (except for a short time) they
+have since remained.</p>
+
+<p>Behind the shrine the king placed some holy
+relics, including a tooth of St. Athanasius, and a
+stone said to show a footprint of our Lord. For fifty
+years Henry watched his new Abbey growing to
+completion, and determined it should be the burying-place
+of himself and the Plantagenet line. He
+was laid temporarily in the place from which
+the Confessor's bones had been taken. His son
+Edward I., returning from the Holy Land, brought
+home porphyry, slates, and precious marbles
+to build the tomb to which Henry's body was
+transferred about twenty years after his death.
+The Abbess of Fontevrault was then in London,
+and the late king's heart was delivered into her
+hands to be deposited in the foreign home of the
+Plantagenets.</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_177" id="Page_177"></a>[Pg 177]</span></p>
+
+<p>&nbsp;</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 371px;">
+<img src="images/i129.jpg" width="371" height="500" alt="DAISY AND DOLLY." title="DAISY AND DOLLY." />
+<span class="smcap">"daisy and dolly."</span> (<i>See</i> <a href="#Page_176"><i>p.</i> 176</a>).
+</div>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_178" id="Page_178"></a>[Pg 178]</span>
+Henceforward many royal personages were
+brought to be buried near the Confessor's shrine;
+but I shall only mention the more prominent.
+When Queen Eleanor died in 1291, the course of
+the funeral <i>cort&eacute;ge</i> from Lincoln to London was
+marked by twelve memorial crosses, and the
+Abbots of Westminster were bound to have a
+hundred wax lights burning round her grave for
+ever on the anniversary of her death. In 1307, after
+having placed in the Confessor's Chapel the golden
+crown of the last Welsh Prince, Llewellyn, and the
+Stone of Fate from Scotland, Edward I. was himself
+brought here to lie beneath the rough monument,
+from which it was hoped that, in accordance
+with his dying wish, his bones might at some time
+be taken and carried through Scotland at the head
+of a conquering army.</p>
+
+<p>In 1394, Richard II. buried here his beloved
+Queen Anne, the friend of the followers of Wickliffe.
+The palace of Sheen in which she died was destroyed
+by her sorrowing husband, and immense
+sums were spent on her funeral. For asking to
+go away before the ceremony was completed, the
+Earl of Arundel was struck on the head with a
+cane by the king, and brought to the ground with
+his blood flowing on to the Abbey pavement. The
+affair caused so much delay, that darkness came on
+before all was over. The tomb that covers her
+remains was intended by her husband for both,
+but whether Richard II. sleeps in the tomb that
+bears his name or not must remain a matter of
+doubt. Henry IV. brought a corpse from Pontefract
+to Langley, and Henry V. transferred it to this
+tomb; but few believed it to be really the body of
+the murdered king.</p>
+
+<p>England had never seen a grander royal funeral
+than that of Henry V. He died at Vincennes, and
+with great pomp his body was brought by Paris
+to London. At every stage between Dover and
+London, and again at St. Paul's, and at the Abbey,
+funeral services were performed. The closing
+scenes were very impressive, as the funeral car,
+amidst a blaze of torches borne by hundreds of
+surpliced priests, and followed by his three
+favourite chargers, came up the nave to the altar
+steps. Room for the tomb was made by clearing
+away the holy relics behind the Confessor's shrine.
+Here was placed the magnificent piece of workmanship,
+which we now behold, a tomb below, and
+above a chantry, in which for a year thirty poor
+persons were to read the Psalter of the Virgin and
+special prayers for the repose of Henry's soul. At
+the back of the chantry hung the king's indented
+helmet (in all probability the one worn at Agincourt),
+his shield, and his saddle. In the arch
+beneath lies the headless effigy of Henry, the silver
+head having been carried off when Henry VIII.
+was robbing the churches.</p>
+
+<p>Henry VI. was very fond of the Abbey. He
+chose a place for his tomb, and even paid the first
+instalment for its erection, in readiness for his
+own demise. But the civil wars hindered its completion;
+and I have already told you how Henry
+VII. meant to raise a special chapel for him and
+altered his mind.</p>
+
+<p>We will pass on now into the Chapel of Henry
+VII., the grand mausoleum of a race of kings,
+who looked back (as Stanley points out) not to
+Saxon Edward, but to British Arthur, as their great
+ancestor. A gloomy porch conducts us into a
+blaze of splendour. Walls, ceilings, and arches are
+richly decorated; the "stone seems by the cunning
+labours of the chisel (says Washington Irving) to
+have been robbed of its weight and density, suspended
+aloft as if by magic." Nobody seems to
+be quite sure who was the architect of this beautiful
+piece of workmanship. The king lavished
+vast sums of money on the costly edifice, and left
+plenty with the abbot for its completion after his
+death. And in the stalls monks were to sing
+masses for the repose of his soul, "while the world
+lasts."</p>
+
+<p>In April, 1509, Henry died, and was placed beside
+his Queen, Elizabeth of York, in the great vault
+beneath the chapel floor. His mother, Margaret,
+Countess of Richmond, was brought here three
+months afterwards, of whom it was said, "Everyone
+that knew her loved her, and everything that she
+said or did became her." She endowed charities,
+founded colleges, ended the civil wars by marrying
+her son to Elizabeth of York, and protected Caxton
+in his early labours.</p>
+
+<p>At the Reformation there was a carrying off of
+relics, a rifling of tombs, and a temporary disturbance
+of the Confessor's bones. But the royal
+tombs saved the Abbey from destruction, although
+Protector Somerset was on the point of pulling it
+down to build his new palace in the Strand.
+Edward VI. was buried here, and Anne of Cleves,
+and then, in 1558, came Queen Mary, the last
+English monarch interred with Roman Catholic
+solemnities. In the same tomb reposes her sister
+Elizabeth, at whose funeral the national mourning
+was intense. An old chronicler tells us that, as her
+coffin was borne through the streets crowded with
+spectators, "there was such a general sighing, groaning,
+and weeping, as the like hath not been seen or
+known in the memory of man; neither doth any
+history mention any people, time, or state, to make
+like lamentation for the death of their sovereign."
+The tomb was raised above the two sisters by
+James I. He also raised the monument to his
+mother, Mary Queen of Scots, in the south aisle,
+and had her body removed to it from Peterborough.
+Devout Scots visited this tomb, as the
+shrine of a saint, and many miracles were said to
+have taken place here.</p>
+
+<p>In the north aisle of this chapel, beside two
+infant children of James I., are the remains of the
+murdered princes brought from the Tower. In
+the south aisle lies Henry Frederick, Prince of
+Wales, of whom such high hopes were entertained.
+Two thousand mourners swelled his funeral procession,
+but no monument marks his resting-place.
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_179" id="Page_179"></a>[Pg 179]</span>
+Three years later the corpse of Arabella Stuart,
+the king's cousin, whom some would have put in
+his place, was brought up the Thames from the
+Tower at midnight, and placed without ceremony
+in the tomb of Mary, Queen of Scots. James I.
+came here in 1625 and was laid in the tomb
+of Henry VII.</p>
+
+<p>Under the Commonwealth the royal monuments
+suffered no harm; their dilapidations date (as we
+have said) from Henry VIII's time. The mother,
+sister, and favourite daughter of Cromwell were
+buried here; the great Protector himself was interred
+in the august Chapel of Henry VII. amongst
+the royal dead. For two months the body lay in
+state at Somerset House in a room hung with black,
+and lit with innumerable black candles. Then
+there was a grand procession, a magnificent hearse,
+and the usual ceremonies of a royal funeral.
+On the 30th of January, 1661, Cromwell, Ireton,
+and Bradshaw were dragged from their tombs to
+Tyburn, and there hanged and beheaded. Their
+bodies were buried beneath the gallows, and their
+heads set up over Westminster Hall.</p>
+
+<p>Charles I. was to have been brought from
+Windsor to a grand tomb in the Abbey, but
+Charles II. applied the &pound;70,000 voted for this
+purpose to other uses, and the matter dropped.
+This king's funeral was a hurried affair&mdash;it took
+place at night without pomp of any kind. To the
+same narrow vault was brought William III. Mary,
+after her death on December 28th, 1694, had been
+interred here&mdash;"one of the saddest days," says
+Macaulay, "that Westminster had ever seen."
+She was the first English sovereign who was
+followed to her grave by both Houses of Parliament,
+as in other cases Parliament had expired
+with the sovereign.</p>
+
+<p>Eleven children of James II. and eighteen
+children of Queen Anne lie around the tomb of
+Mary, Queen of Scots. Queen Anne herself was
+brought in a coffin more enormous than that which
+inclosed the gigantic frame of her husband, Prince
+George, to the vault of her sister Mary. George II.
+and Queen Caroline repose in a black marble
+sarcophagus in the centre of the Chapel of
+Henry VII. And now Westminster Abbey ceased
+to be a burial-place of English kings and
+queens. George III. constructed a vault at
+Windsor for himself and his numerous family,
+and there his descendants have been interred.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+
+<h2><a name="The_Childrens_Own_Garden_In_September" id="The_Childrens_Own_Garden_In_September"></a>THE CHILDREN'S OWN GARDEN IN SEPTEMBER.</h2>
+
+<p><span class="dropcap135"><span class="dropcap">T</span></span><span class="smcap">he</span> month of September is one of even
+more fickle and changeable a nature than
+most others; it is, however, one of very
+great importance to those who are desirous
+of securing plenty of geranium and other
+cuttings, for the next summer's work; because,
+should the month by chance happen to be a dry
+one, it will be almost impossible to obtain very
+many in consequence of so little growth being
+made. If, on the other hand, plenty of rain fall
+during the latter part of August and throughout
+September growth will be made both rapidly and
+vigorously, whereby cuttings can be taken almost
+<i>ad infinitum</i>. When the weather is of a congenial
+nature, perhaps few months in the year are more
+enjoyable in one's garden than that of September.</p>
+
+<p class="center mono">*&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;*<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;*&nbsp;&nbsp;</p>
+
+<p>The present month is the best one in which to
+consider the various effects&mdash;good or bad&mdash;which
+have been secured by growing certain plants in
+juxta-position with others.  All incongruities or
+extremes arising from misplaced judgment or
+uncertain taste should be at once noted in a
+pocket-book reserved exclusively for gardening
+notes, comments, &amp;c. It is ever so much easier
+to determine the proper positions of various
+colours, and situations of certain plants, when they
+are at the perfection of their beauty, than it is to
+allot them to certain imaginary quarters on plans,
+however skilfully drawn up, in winter. Indeed, it
+may be stated without reservation, that the only
+satisfactory means of insuring an harmonious
+blending and contrast of colours is by comparing
+the relative position which one plant of a certain
+colour and habit should occupy to another and
+different plant, when growth is perfected.</p>
+
+<p class="center mono">*&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;*<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;*&nbsp;&nbsp;</p>
+
+<p>Most bedding plants can be induced to continue
+flowering for a considerable period longer, if deprived
+of their seed-vessels so soon as these are
+formed, than they would otherwise do; geraniums,
+more especially. Not only does it hasten their
+decay to allow seeds to ripen, but materially enfeebles
+the entire plant. It is wise to secure as
+much beauty as is possible just now from your
+gardens, as a single and unexpected frosty night
+will destroy almost everything; nothing is more
+ephemeral than floral beauty.</p>
+
+<p class="center mono">*&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;*<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;*&nbsp;&nbsp;</p>
+
+<p>As last month, the chief attractions in the garden
+will be dahlias and hollyhocks; fine displays of roses
+
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_180" id="Page_180"></a>[Pg 180]</span>
+
+often delight us throughout the autumnal months,
+and the last rose of summer charms us quite as
+much as the first one of spring. Rose-cuttings may
+still be taken, and those inserted last month should
+by this time be well-rooted plants, if properly
+treated, and must at once undergo a process of
+being gradually hardened off to the open air.
+Growing rose-shoots, having plenty of buds, must
+be carefully tied in. As regards very strong-growing
+plants which will need keeping within bounds,
+the operation of cutting them back requires the
+very greatest care, and our readers should get a
+practical gardener, if possible, to point out those
+which need trimming, and those to be left alone.
+Most young people possessing a knife generally
+commence sundry manœuvres on the first plant or
+tree within reach, and generally with very disastrous
+results. Trimming and pruning of all sorts should,
+therefore, be only done by practical hands, and then
+the life of the plant will be in pretty safe keeping.</p>
+
+<p class="center mono">*&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;*<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;*&nbsp;&nbsp;</p>
+
+<p>Dahlias will require plenty of attention until
+frost commences its havocs; shoots will need
+thinning, and the branches must be secured to stout
+stakes firmly placed in the earth; autumnal winds
+wreak great destruction among such branches as
+are insecurely made fast, and a number of handsome
+blooms are thus destroyed without coming to
+perfection. Insects are very fond of infesting
+dahlias, and their depredations must be guarded
+against. Hollyhocks, if entirely free from disease,
+will still be handsome objects, but their beauty will
+be somewhat on the wane; seeds may be saved from
+the best flowers, and should be sown at once in
+a pan of light sandy soil, and placed in a cold
+frame. Rooted layers of carnations of all sorts
+and of every section should now be planted out
+into a rich light soil, or, what is more preferable,
+two can be placed in a 5-inch or 6-inch pot, and
+wintered thus under glass. Asters of various
+kinds, such as Chinese and German, will now
+be in full beauty, and where large single flower-heads
+are a desideratum, only two or three must be
+allowed beyond the bud stage. Asters are among
+the prettiest of autumn flowers, and for children's
+gardens we would recommend what are known as
+"Dwarf Bouquet."</p>
+
+<p class="center mono">*&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;*<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;*&nbsp;&nbsp;</p>
+
+<p>The present month is the one during which all
+tender or half-hardy plants used in summer
+gardening are "housed," or removed to their
+winter quarters under glass. It is courting failure
+to allow such plants as chrysanthemums, auriculas,
+geraniums, and many others, to be exposed to the
+influence of cold, frosty nights, as when the "fell
+destroyer" commences to exert its power all plants
+touched by it rapidly decay. Gladioli will now
+be clothed in the full glory of their gaudy, but
+handsome dress; they are comparatively easy to
+manage in well-drained spots, and being such
+continuous bloomers, at least three or four or
+even half a dozen should be in every small garden.
+In winter they must be covered by about six inches
+of litter; but in cold and ill-drained soils it will be
+safer to take the roots up during October, keeping
+these in a dry situation until the following spring.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+
+<div class="block width650">
+
+<h2><a name="Legends_Of_The_Flowers" id="Legends_Of_The_Flowers"></a>LEGENDS OF THE FLOWERS.</h2>
+
+<h4>THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL.</h4>
+
+<div class="figleft1" style="width: 77px; height: 70px;">
+<img src="images/i139a.jpg" width="77" height="70" alt="W" title="W" />
+</div>
+<p>
+<span class="smcap">hen</span> skies are bright and winter's o'er,<br />
+And leaves and flowers return once more,<br />
+A little blossom 'mongst the grass<br />
+Peeps at wayfarers as they pass.<br />
+<br />
+'Mongst gayer buds of larger size<br />
+It modest opes its purple eyes;<br />
+And those who love the flowers know well<br />
+The little Scarlet Pimpernel.<br />
+</p>
+<div class="figright" style="width: 300px;">
+<img src="images/i139b.jpg" width="300" height="262" alt="The Scarlet Pimpernel" title="The Scarlet Pimpernel" />
+</div>
+<p>
+It hath a story of its own,<br />
+That unto country-folk is known;<br />
+For Nature's hand hath given it strange<br />
+Perception of the weather's change.<br />
+<br />
+If clear will be the day, and fair,<br />
+It opens wide its petals rare;<br />
+But if the clouds should threaten rain,<br />
+It shuts them up quite close again.<br />
+<br />
+The shepherds love the little flower<br />
+That tells them of the changeful hour,<br />
+And many a one asks, "Tell me, pray,<br />
+What weather there will be to-day."<br />
+<br />
+And so in time another name,<br />
+In honour of its rare gift, came;<br />
+And the wee blossom 'mongst the grass<br />
+</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_181" id="Page_181">[Pg 181]</a></span></p>
+
+<h2><a name="Our_Music_Page" id="Our_Music_Page"></a>Our Music Page.</h2>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 580px;">
+<img src="images/i140.jpg" width="580" height="821" alt="Music - Let's Away to the Woods by Charles Bassett" title="Music - Let's Away to the Woods by Charles Bassett" />
+</div>
+
+<p><i>Let's away to the Woods.</i></p>
+
+<p><i>In moderate time.</i></p>
+
+<p><i>Words and Music by</i> <span class="smcap">Charles Bassett.</span></p>
+
+<p>1. The tints of the trees are mellowing down From their summer green to a russet brown, And
+many a harvest is over and past, For Autumn has chas'd away Summer at last.</p>
+
+<p>2. The summer's warm glow has not died from the land, But is seen and felt upon ev'ry hand; From the
+orchard where apples hang ripe on the trees, To the thicket where nuts nod and dance in the breeze.</p>
+
+<p>3. The birds sweetly sing as they soar in the sky, And the squirrels frisk in the branches high; And it
+makes me as happy and merry as they To roam in the woods on a bright autumn day.</p>
+
+<p>Then away, let's away to the woods, Where the nuts and blackberries grow, Where the flow'rs at our feet send forth
+fragrance sweet--To the woods, to the woods let us go!... To the woods let us go!....</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_182" id="Page_182">[Pg 182]</a></span></p>
+
+<h2><a name="The_Editors_Pocketbook" id="The_Editors_Pocketbook"></a>The Editor's Pocket-book.</h2>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<img src="images/i141.jpg" width="600" height="277" alt="The Editor's Pocket-Book Jottings and Pencillings Here, There and Everywhere" title="The Editor's Pocket-Book Jottings and Pencillings Here, There and Everywhere" />
+</div>
+
+<h4>Who were the Janizaries?</h4>
+
+<p>About 1330 the Sultan Orkhan formed a military
+force out of Christian prisoners who had been
+compelled to become Mohammedans, and to these
+was given the name of Janizaries, from two Turkish
+words meaning new troops. A few years later they
+were more regularly organised, and granted special
+privileges, their number being increased to 10,000.
+Though for a time their ranks continued to be recruited
+from Christian prisoners, the service began,
+at length, to attract young Turks. Their chief
+officer, called the <i>aga</i>, wielded almost unlimited
+power. They fought on foot and were noted for
+the impetuosity of their charge. In course of time
+they manifested a rebellious spirit, often being the
+cause of conspiracies, riots, atrocities, and assassinations
+of rulers, statesmen, and high officials, and
+ultimately they grew to be more formidable to
+the Sultan than even foreign foes. Attempts to
+disband them were unsuccessful till Sultan Mahmoud
+II. finding himself opposed by them in 1826,
+managed to excite against them the fanatical zeal
+of other portions of his troops. Deserted by their
+<i>aga</i> and other officers, they were utterly crushed,
+their barracks were burned, and their force was
+declared, on June 17, 1826, to be for ever dissolved.
+It is estimated that 15,000 of them were executed
+and more than 20,000 banished. In this way this
+once famous body of men was extinguished.</p>
+
+<h4>A Canine Guide.</h4>
+
+<p>A Lincolnshire farmer has a dog that for
+practical wisdom will compare favourably with most
+men. Should its master leave anything&mdash;such as a
+stick or gloves&mdash;on the farm, he has but to make
+known by a sign the fact of his loss when off the
+dog will trudge, and not come home till it has
+found the missing article. It will permit a well-dressed
+man to enter the farm-yard by day, but
+should a beggar put in an appearance this respecter
+of persons will gently seize him by his clothes and
+see him safely off the premises. By night, however,
+all strangers approach at their peril. The farmer's
+sister lives on the adjoining farm, communication
+between the two farms being obtained by means
+of a single plank across the deep ditch that
+separates them. Sometimes the farmer's children
+want to visit their aunt, and they are always
+entrusted to the care of the dog. It marshals
+them in a small troop, conducts them to the bridge,
+where a halt is called. The bairns are then taken
+over one by one, doggie seizing hold from behind
+of the child's dress. It then waits for the return
+journey and escorts them home in the same way.</p>
+
+<h4>The Taming of Bucephalus.</h4>
+
+<p>Bucephalus, the famous steed of Alexander the
+Great, is said to have been broken in in the following
+manner. The horse was so fierce and unmanageable
+that no one would ride it. It had
+broken one man's neck, another man's leg, and
+seriously injured several others. An animal with
+such a reputation no doubt excited a good deal of
+attention, and Alexander was one day watching it
+in the Hippodrome or Circus, when it struck him
+that the horse was rendered ungovernable by fear
+of its own shadow. Accordingly he mounted it,
+and running it against the sun&mdash;so that its shadow
+fell behind&mdash;in due time succeeded in thoroughly
+subduing it. Tradition stated that through being
+the first to break in Bucephalus&mdash;which became
+his favourite charger&mdash;Alexander had fulfilled the
+condition which had been declared by an oracle to
+be necessary to his gaining the crown of Macedon.</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_183" id="Page_183">[Pg 183]</a></span></p>
+
+<h4>The Price of a Picture by Landseer.</h4>
+
+<p>Sir Edwin Landseer's magnificent stag-picture
+called, "The Monarch of the Glen," and well
+known all over the world from engravings, was
+recently exposed to auction, when it fetched the
+enormous price of &pound;6,510. It is said that the
+painter sold it off his easel for 800 guineas. The
+bidding at the sale began at &pound;2,000, and by bids of
+one hundred guineas reached &pound;4,000, at which
+price it was hoped that it might have been secured
+for the National Gallery. The competition, however,
+continued beyond that sum, until the picture
+was sold for 6,200 guineas. Only one other picture
+by Landseer has brought a higher price&mdash;namely,
+the famous Polar Bear subject, "Man proposes,
+but God disposes," which realised &pound;6,615.</p>
+
+<h4>"Ignoramus."</h4>
+
+<p>As commonly used nowadays this term is equivalent
+to "dunce," but it was originally employed
+as a law term. It is a Latin word, and literally
+translated means, "we do not know." In former
+days when a grand jury considered that a bill or
+indictment was not supported by sufficient evidence
+to prove the need for a trial, they wrote the word
+"ignoramus" on the back of it, signifying that
+they rejected it. The words used in present practice
+are simply "not a true bill," or "not found."
+But in course of time the old Latin term was made
+serviceable, as we have seen, in a new way.</p>
+
+<h4>Saved by South Sea Islanders.</h4>
+
+<p>Considering the reputation that most of the
+South Sea Islands used to enjoy for cannibalistic
+practices, it is pleasing to read that the natives of
+one of the isles in the Marshall group in the South
+Pacific Ocean rescued the crew of a vessel wrecked
+near Ujaal Island. A number of natives went in
+their boats to the wreck and took off the crew and
+a lady passenger, conveying them to an island some
+fifteen miles from the spot where the ship was
+lost, and treating them with great kindness.
+Tents were erected out of the sails of the wrecked
+vessel, which were removed for the purpose.</p>
+
+<h4>A Strange Vow.</h4>
+
+<p>Not long since there died in a workhouse in
+Southwark a pedlar who used to sell odds-and-ends
+on a tray on London Bridge, and who pretended
+to be deaf and dumb. It is said that, though
+clothed in rags, he was a Swiss gentleman of
+means who, stung by remorse, had vowed not to
+open his lips for ten years, to go bareheaded and
+barefooted, and to abandon for twenty years all
+the advantages of his fortune. His vow was
+rigidly kept, and at the period of his death he was
+in the fourteenth year of his singular penance.</p>
+
+<h4>Honour among Cats.</h4>
+
+<p>Seeing that pussy is by no means friendly to
+birds, it is rather gratifying to hear of a cat that was
+entrusted with the care of a shopful of birds and
+was true to her trust. She was shut in the shop for
+the purpose of doing battle with such rats and
+mice as might put in an appearance; and discharged
+this duty with signal success. Yet though it may
+have been&mdash;at first at any rate&mdash;a sore trial to
+her to keep her paws off the birds, she was able to
+resist every temptation to gratify her natural tastes,
+and might even have been seen quietly snoozing on
+the top of one of the cages.</p>
+
+<h4>Memory in Parrots.</h4>
+
+<p>These birds have retentive memories. A parrot
+that belonged to a lady recognised a black servant
+after three years' absence. Another bird was so
+fierce that no one in the house liked to touch it,
+but it would allow a lady visitor to handle it with
+impunity. It was at last given away, as its ill temper
+seemed incurable. About three years later this
+lady called upon a friend, when a parrot in the
+corner of the room became greatly excited. As it
+was generally very quiet in its demeanour, its
+mistress remarked the unusual behaviour, but her
+visitor on going up to the cage recognised her old
+friend of the savage disposition, which had not
+forgotten her. When she spoke to it the bird was
+much pleased, and came on to her hand and
+fondled her.</p>
+
+<h4>The Clock-tower in Darmstadt Palace.</h4>
+
+<p>The residential palace in Darmstadt, where
+Queen Victoria made a brief stay in the spring of
+this year, has a clock-tower the chimes in which
+discourse sweet music four times every hour. At
+the first quarter they strike up a verse of the
+stirring "Watch on the Rhine;" at the half-hour
+the familiar notes of "God save the Queen" fall
+upon the listener's ear; at the third quarter an air
+from the well-known opera of the "Marriage of
+Figaro," enlivens the palace; while the hour is
+hailed with the bridal chorus from Wagner's
+"Lohengrin."</p>
+
+<h4>Oiling the Waves.</h4>
+
+<p>During the last two or three years a good deal
+has been heard of experiments for calming an
+angry sea by pouring oil upon the troubled
+waters. This has been proved to have a marked
+effect, but it is interesting to note that the idea is
+by no means new. In 1844 experiments were
+made in the North Sea, with a view to test this
+special property, and though several gallons were
+used on the occasion, no diminution of their rage
+was noticed in the waves. Captain Wilkes, however,
+the commander of the United States Exploring
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_184" id="Page_184">[Pg 184]</a></span>
+Expedition in the Antarctic Ocean, 1838-42, observed
+that the oil leaking from a whaler had a
+stilling influence upon the sea. And this quite
+agrees with the result of nearly, if not all, recent
+trials.</p>
+
+<h4>Spider Knicknacks.</h4>
+
+<p>A large trade is done at Santa Barbara, in South
+California, in the preparation of stuffed specimens
+of a big, ugly, vicious, poisonous spider. Cards
+decorated with these insect monsters are readily
+bought by tourists, by museums, and by science
+schools. This spider excites great curiosity on
+account of the nest with trap-door which it
+constructs with much skill, but though its native
+valleys abound
+with countless
+numbers of the
+homes and tunnels,
+yet hardly
+a living spider
+can be seen. It
+is for this reason,
+doubtless, that
+the demand for
+stuffed specimens
+is so considerable
+as to
+engage wholesale
+merchants
+as well as retail
+shopkeepers in
+meeting its supply.</p>
+
+<h4>An Affectionate Dog.</h4>
+
+<p>Early this year, a lady died in New York. She
+had had a Skye terrier as a pet for twelve years,
+and during the two months of her illness it remained
+by her bed. After the funeral it took up
+its old position by the bed, refusing to eat. A few
+days afterwards it found a pair of its mistress's
+shoes which had been thrown out of doors. The
+faithful animal brought them in its mouth to the
+bedroom, placed them on the floor, laid its fore
+paws and head across them, and continued in
+this position for several hours. Early one morning
+its mournful cries aroused the household, and
+exactly a week, to the very hour, after its mistress's
+death, the poor terrier expired beside the bed, its
+head and paws still resting on the cast-off shoes.
+This story shows how keenly some animals feel the
+loss of those who have treated them kindly.</p>
+
+<h4>A Sagacious Cavalry Horse.</h4>
+
+<p>Some weeks since a gentleman was knocked
+down by a cab in a busy street in London, and
+owed his escape from what might have proved a
+fatal accident to the sagacity of the horse by which
+the cab was driven. The hansom cab was going
+along at an ordinary pace, and the gentleman (who
+carried a bundle of papers) tried to pass it. In
+doing so he was knocked down, his papers were
+scattered, and he was himself in imminent danger
+of being run over, as the driver did not notice the
+accident in time to pull up. The horse, however,
+happened to be an old cavalry horse, and it neatly
+stepped over the prostrate body of the gentleman
+and stopped just as the wheels of the vehicle
+had reached his body. The gentleman was then
+dragged from his perilous position, much shaken
+and frightened, but in other respects uninjured.</p>
+
+<h4>What is a Nabob?</h4>
+
+<p>You have
+now and again
+met with the
+phrase, "rich
+as a nabob,"
+and have perhaps
+wondered
+what a nabob
+had to do with
+riches. I will
+tell you. Under
+the Mogul Empire
+the provinces
+of India
+were administered
+by deputies
+called <i>naw&acirc;b</i>,
+who commonly amassed great wealth and lived in
+much splendour. The title was used under British
+rule, but became gradually corrupted into <i>nabob</i>. In
+course of time it was applied generally to all
+natives who had grown rich, and latterly it
+was bestowed&mdash;more often in a derisive sense&mdash;upon
+Europeans who, having made large fortunes
+in India, returned to their native land and spent
+their money in a luxurious and ostentatious way.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 375px;">
+<img src="images/i146.jpg" width="375" height="232" alt="ACTIVE VOLCANO IN R&Eacute;UNION" title="ACTIVE VOLCANO IN RÉUNION" />
+<p class="center smcap">active volcano in r&eacute;union</p>
+</div>
+
+<h4>A Curious Volcano.</h4>
+
+<p>Most active volcanoes have nothing very remarkable
+about them so far as the discharge of lava is
+concerned. In the Isle of Bourbon or R&eacute;union,
+which lies in the Indian Ocean, there is, however, a
+volcano which is in a state of eruption twice every
+year. It occupies about one-sixth of the whole
+island, it often changes its crater, and the streams
+of lava sometimes reach to the sea. The surrounding
+district is called the Burned Land, from the
+desert aspect which it always wears. From the
+accompanying picture it will be seen that this
+volcano occasionally has several sources of lava.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_185" id="Page_185">[Pg 185]</a></span></p>
+
+<h2><a name="The_Little_Folks_Humane_Society" id="The_Little_Folks_Humane_Society"></a>The "Little Folks" Humane Society.</h2>
+
+<h3><i>THIRTY-FIRST LIST OF OFFICERS AND MEMBERS.</i></h3>
+
+<p><i>Officers' Names are printed in Small Capital Letters, and the Names of their Members are printed beneath.  Where a short line, thus "&mdash;&mdash;,"
+is printed, the end of an Officer's List is indicated.</i></p>
+
+<div class="center">
+<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" summary="name_list">
+<tr><td></td><td align="right">AGE</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44278 A. M. M. Weeks</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44279 Frank George</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44280 E. M. Hilling</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44281 Annie Ball</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44282 Herbert Kitchener, Islington, L</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44283 James Baker</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44284 Fredk. Morley</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44285 Charles Russell</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44286 George Freeman</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44287 Ernest West</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44288 Edward Frayer</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44289 Albert Logsdon</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44290 William West</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44291 W. J. Thomas</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44292 Joseph Thomas</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44293 W. Nicholls</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44294 Walter F. Turner</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44295 Stanley Kingston</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44296 John Mitchell</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44297 Alfred Wright</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44298 S. Kitchener</td><td align="right">18</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44299 Joseph Taylor</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44300 Alfred Alley</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44301 Mark Rapson</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44302 William Fansett</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44303 R. Archer</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44304 Edwin Pearce</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44305 J. Cooper</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44306 Harry Snow</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44307 Harry Dawkins</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44308 George Wheeler</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44309 James Green</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44310 Robt. Couchman</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44311 W. Cowling</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44312 C. Hardingham</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44313 James Cons</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44314 George Beaven</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44315 R. Kingston</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44316 Fred Marle</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44317 Alfred Archer</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44318 George Moss</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44319 Fredk. Follett</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44320 Fredk. Baker</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44321 Charles Barnicott</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44322 H. Matthews</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44323 William Ellis</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44324 Herbert Tubbs</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44325 John Keuleman</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44326 William Croxford</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44327 Thos. Kingston</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44328 James Sturman</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44329 Henry Nicholls</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44330 H. Tissington</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44331 Charles Taylor</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44332 <span class="smcap">Geo. E. Ogle</span>, Brighton</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44333 Nellie Child</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44334 Florence A. Moss</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44335 K. Padwick</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44336 Adelaide M. Ogle</td><td align="right">20</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44337 Mary C. Clark</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44338 Walter Payne</td><td align="right">8</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44339 W. Padwick</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44340 Hy. Clark</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44341 N. E. Newman</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44342 George R. Mills</td><td align="right">7</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44343 Emily Mills</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44344 Amy Mills</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44345 Kate M. Ogle</td><td align="right">18</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44346 Emily Cousins</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44347 Grace Pyne</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44348 A. Hollingdale</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44349 George Pollard</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44350 Laura B. Godfree</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44351 Ellen Ogle</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44352 Ada Pyne</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44353 William A. Ogle</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44354 Annie Webber</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44355 Helen Perrin</td><td align="right">16</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44356 Harry Perrin</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44357 Alice Webber</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44358 Albert L. Carter</td><td align="right">16</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44359 Fredk. W. Mills</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44360 Alfred Pelling</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44361 G. Hollingdale</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44362 Elizabeth Scott</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44363 Alma Collis</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44364 Emma Heryet</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44365 Emma Tull</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44366 Agnes Scott</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44367 Albert Gearing</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44368 Arthur F. Parker</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44369 James Simmons</td><td align="right">8</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44370 Violet M. Moss</td><td align="right">16</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44371 George Webber</td><td align="right">8</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44372 Geo. P. Newman</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44373 G. T. Swaffield</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44374 James French</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44375 Agnes Prudden</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44376 E. Mattheson</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44377 Charles Sier</td><td align="right">7</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44378 Augusta Prudden</td><td align="right">19</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44379 V. Cummings</td><td align="right">16</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44380 <span class="smcap">Charlotte A. Crossman</span>, Limehouse</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44381 Fanny E. Jones</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44382 Alice Fetter</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44383 Edna G. Pattison</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44384 E. E. Fullick</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44385 Margaret Clark</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44386 Florence E. Davis</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44387 Julia Page</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44388 Laura A. Young</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44389 Sarah Crawley</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44390 L. M. Crossman</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44391 Margt. Scruton</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44392 Jane Crossman</td><td align="right">7</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44393 Florence Peck</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44394 F. A. Bowers</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44395 Ada E. Craddock</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44396 Elizab. A. Gibbs</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44397 E. M. Buckman</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44398 Ada Smith</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44399 Phœbe Povey</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44400 Maud Curno</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44401 Ethel Pattison</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44402 Ann A. Halcrow</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44403 Rose A. Jordan</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44404 Charlotte Smith</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44405 H. J. D. Webb</td><td align="right">16</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44406 E. J. Harper</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44407 E. M. Perkins</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44408 Alice Hubbard</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44409 Alice Webb</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44410 William Jordan</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44411 E. Hutchison</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44412 Emma Speaight</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44413 Kate Moate</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44414 A. E. Drayson</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44415 Rosa G. Webb</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44416 A. F. Bennett</td><td align="right">7</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44417 Blanche Childs</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44418 C. C. Pettersson</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44419 Amy L. Hicks</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44420 Emily Cameron</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44421 Sarah P. Findley</td><td align="right">16</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44422 Marion Cameron</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44423 Nellie Wardle</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44424 Alice Bowller</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44425 Emily Bennett</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44426 A. Whittenbury</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44427 E. Whittenbury</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44428 Annie Pitter</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44429 A. C. Ohlsen</td><td align="right">19</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44430 Florence Crispe</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44431 Edith Larter</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44432 <span class="smcap">Amy Weller</span>, Poplar</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44433 Florence Bull</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44434 M. C. Stupple</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44435 Sophia Osborn</td><td align="right">20</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44436 M. M. Mackrow</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44437 H. A. Christmas</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44438 Rachel Bull</td><td align="right">8</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44439 Ann Priest</td><td align="right">16</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44440 Elizabth. Holmes</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44441 Eliza E. West</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44442 H. Wiseman</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44443 Annie Sherlock</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44444 Florence Barrett</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44445 Louisa Price</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44446 Wm. Southgate</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44447 Thomas Osborn</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44448 Sarah Seward</td><td align="right">19</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44449 Alice M. Devine</td><td align="right">16</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44450 Louisa Huggins</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44451 F. H. Terrey</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44452 Ada Gordon</td><td align="right">16</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44453 E. Southgate</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44454 A. E. Hubbard</td><td align="right">8</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44455 Matilda Wattson</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44456 Ernest Pattison</td><td align="right">8</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44457 Beatrice Burrow</td><td align="right">7</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44458 Mary Wesson</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44459 Alice Looker</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44460 Elsie Woodley</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44461 Walter Osborn</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44462 F. E. J. Hubbard</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44463 Rosina Ricketts</td><td align="right">16</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44464 Amy Loaring</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44465 Mary Straiton</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44466 Elizbth. Ballard</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44467 B. L. McLean</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44468 Gertrd. M. Ford</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44469 Elizbth. Harrold</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44470 Wm. R. Ricketts</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44471 Wm. A. Perkins</td><td align="right">8</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44472 Thomas Webb</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44473 Ellen M. Webb</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44474 W. H. Christmas</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44475 E. M. Wilkerson</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44476 Lea L. Christmas</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44477 Elizabeth Osborn</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44478 Esther J. Gill</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44479 Sarah A. Wesson</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44480 A. C. Houlding</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44481 Josaphin Popham</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44482 Clara Bull</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44483 F. H. Ricketts</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44484 Agnes Stedman</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44485 B. Hattersley</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44486 Elizabth. Burrow</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44487 Emily Taylor</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44488 Janet Bright</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44489 E. C. S. Seward</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44490 Hannah Skelton</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44491 Bertha Kellman</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44492 Charlotte Barrett</td><td align="right">8</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44493 <span class="smcap">Florce. Gales</span>, Bow</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
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+<tr><td align="left">44773 M. Waterhouse</td><td align="right">8</td></tr>
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+<tr><td align="left">44777 E. W. Johnston</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44778 Agnes McKinnon</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
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+<tr><td align="left">44780 C. McKinlay</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
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+<tr><td align="left">44786 Annie McAulay</td><td align="right">16</td></tr>
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+<tr><td align="left">44820 J. G. Paterson</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44821 A. F. Whiteford</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
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+<tr><td align="left">44852 William Vorley</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44853 Cecilia Loebl</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
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+<tr><td>&mdash;&mdash;</td><td></td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44891 Percy M. Jones</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
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+<tr><td align="left">44894 James C. Isle</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
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+<tr><td align="left">44949 Alice M. Spalding</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
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+<tr><td align="left">44955 Gertrude M. Sims</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44956 Edith Sims</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44957 Emmeline Sims</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44958 Mildred P. Orwin</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44959 Ethel M. Orwin</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
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+<tr><td align="left">44966 Violet Spalding</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
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+<tr><td>&mdash;&mdash;</td><td></td></tr>
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+<tr><td align="left">44988 Thos. A. Avern</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44989 L. Bourdelaine</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44990 Eva R. Child</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44991 Edith Pybus</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44992 F. Hughes</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44993 Edith Palmar</td><td align="right">8</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44994 Lizzie J. Shenton</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44995 Julia Denny</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44996 Flornce. J. Reeve</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44997 Edith T. a'Bois</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44998 Lucy Ashton</td><td align="right">16</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">44999 Percy H. Brown</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45000 Alice E. Lloyd</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
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+<tr><td align="left">45002 Edith F. Ball</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45003 R. G. Durnford</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
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+<tr><td align="left">45005 Maggie L. Polak</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
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+<tr><td align="left">45007 M. W. Smith</td><td align="right">4</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45008 Jenny Ball</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45009 Lydia Taylor</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45010 May Lloyd</td><td align="right">8</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45011 Ada Rayner</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45012 Ellen M. Hunt</td><td align="right">17</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45013 Eleanor C. Muir</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45014 LÅ“titia Lambert</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45015 Edith A. Cox</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45016 Jessy F. Charles</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45017 Nellie Pybus</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45018 Clara E. Brice</td><td align="right">16</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45019 Jessie E. Davis</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45020 Ada Chappell</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45021 L. H. Shelton</td><td align="right">8</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45022 Emily L. Smith</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45023 Florence M. Pitch</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45024 Bessie Cox</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45025 Florence Mashell</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45026 Annie J. Charles</td><td align="right">16</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45027 <span class="smcap">Janet M. Gregory</span>, Paignton</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45028 Florce. E. Waith</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45029 M. F. E. Waith</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45030 Mary Bradford</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45031 Lily Telfer</td><td align="right">18</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45032 Edith Cawley</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45033 Beatrice E. Harris</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45034 Ethel M. Rundle</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45035 Ida M. Madden</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45036 Kate Cawley</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45037 Blanch Telfer</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45038 L. K. Madden</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45039 E. Mulcaster</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45040 Richd. Mulcaster</td><td align="right">7</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45041 B. E. Shorland</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45042 E. I. Shorland</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45043 Violet Gregory</td><td align="right">4</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45044 Edith M. Lory</td><td align="right">18</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45045 E. A. Richards</td><td align="right">17</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45046 Janie Rowe</td><td align="right">16</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45047 E. M. Madden</td><td align="right">17</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45048 Emily M. Corew</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45049 Ada E. Rowe</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45050 Frances C. Telfer</td><td align="right">8</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45051 C. L. Telfer</td><td align="right">5</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45052 James D. Telfer</td><td align="right">6</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45053 Edith Telfer</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45054 C. M. Rogers</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45055 Ethel H. Clark</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45056 E. M. Hughes</td><td align="right">7</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45057 Mary B. Winch</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45058 Winifred Mason</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45059 Clara M. Mason</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45060 Arthur Mason</td><td align="right">7</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45061 Willie P. Martin</td><td align="right">8</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45062 Effie Robertson</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45063 Gussie Cay</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45064 Agnes Clarke</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45065 Daisy Comber</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45066 Laura R. Trioni</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45067 Sophie Ridley</td><td align="right">16</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45068 Alice F. Morrell</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45069 Annie Fowler</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45070 Blanche Fulton</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45071 Lizzie Franklin</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45072 Effie Lecky</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45073 Ethel Norbury</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45074 E. L. H. Wilder</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45075 Katie Haswell</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45076 Chas. F. Bluett</td><td align="right">5</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45077 Alfred Kingston</td><td align="right">5</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45078 E. M. Kingston</td><td align="right">7</td></tr>
+<tr><td>&mdash;&mdash;</td><td></td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45079 E. E. Faithfull</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45080 Cathrne. J. Jones</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45081 M. W. Jones</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45082 Robert Jones</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45083 L. L. Baxter</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45084 L. J. Stephens</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45085 Florence B. Shaw</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45086 Edith A. Shaw</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45087 Dora K. Purvis</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45088 Hannah S. Purvis</td><td align="right">7</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45089 Mabel F. Shaw</td><td align="right">8</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45090 Jessie C. Shaw</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45091 Annie V. Shaw</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45092 Alice M. Heins</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45093 F. M. Heins</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45094 Mary A. Howard</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45095 F. S. Howard</td><td align="right">7</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45096 John A. Harrison</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45097 J. M. Mackenzie</td><td align="right">8</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45098 <span class="smcap">Julia M. Crowhurst</span>, Gt. Ormond St., Lond.</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45099 Stanley J. Beeson</td><td align="right">7</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45100 Edgar T. Beeson</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45101 Alice Wills</td><td align="right">16</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45102 Julia C. Horley</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45103 Ellen N. Horley</td><td align="right">7</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45104 L. H. Wingfield</td><td align="right">17</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45105 Edith Wingfield</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45106 Frank Wingfield</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45107 G. M. Wingfield</td><td align="right">6</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45108 Florence Carlton</td><td align="right">7</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45109 Ada I. Sanders</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45110 Etta Gash</td><td align="right">17</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45111 Chas. F. Sanders</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45112 E. E. Gunton</td><td align="right">17</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45113 Sarah Oldham</td><td align="right">20</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45114 Arthur Goode</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45115 W. W. Crowhurst</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45116 Annie Goode</td><td align="right">18</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45117 Maria Goode</td><td align="right">19</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45118 Arabella Brooks</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45119 Elliott E. Brooks</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45120 John B. Goode</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45121 Ethel S. Brooks</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45122 Wm. C. Brooks</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45123 E. S. Sherwood</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45124 Jas. T. Sherwood</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45125 Thos. N. Carlton</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45126 Ada Edwards</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45127 Henry Edwards</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45128 Annie Edwards</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45129 Frank Neck</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45130 Walter Powell</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45131 C. Hotchkiss</td><td align="right">18</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45132 Rosa Folley</td><td align="right">17</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45133 Mary E. Lucas</td><td align="right">18</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45134 Edwd. H. Adams</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45135 M. E. Symonds</td><td align="right">19</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45136 Frank Allen</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45137 B. Allatt</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45138 I. Crowhurst</td><td align="right">20</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45139 H. A. Crowhurst</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45140 E. M. Crowhurst</td><td align="right">16</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45141 Herbert Wills</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45142 Ormond A. Taylor</td><td align="right">19</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45143 Albert J. Turner</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45144 Louisa Turner</td><td align="right">17</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45145 F. E. Taylor</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45146 Fredk. R. Horley</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45147 George Horley</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45148 Edith Wills</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45149 <span class="smcap">Mia Bowcott</span>, Bath</td><td align="right">16</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45150 M. I. C. Whitley</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45151 H. F. Whitley</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45152 H. P. Whitley</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45153 Owen Owen</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45154 Edwd. J. Hughes</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45155 E. Clack</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45156 R. H. Mattingly</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45157 J. F. Healey</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45158 H. R. Hancock</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45159 S. J. Bowcott</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45160 C. S. Chatterton</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45161 F. M. Chatterton</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45162 Kate Chatterton</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45163 Emily A. Estens</td><td align="right">19</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45164 Florce. Hayward</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45165 Flossie Rolfe</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45166 T. E. Archard</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45167 E. E. Archard</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45168 H. Newham</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45169 B. W. Whittaker</td><td align="right">19</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45170 Charles D. Fox</td><td align="right">17</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45171 Maud D. Fox</td><td align="right">19</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45172 Rosa A. Cole</td><td align="right">16</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45173 Frank H. Greves</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45174 F. E. McManus</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45175 Annie Parfitt</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45176 Emma Hillary</td><td align="right">17</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45177 Lucy J. Cobb</td><td align="right">19</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45178 Kate Francis</td><td align="right">19</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45179 K. F. Alabaster</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45180 I. M. Alabaster</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45181 Emily A. Fuller</td><td align="right">19</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45182 Edith Weeks</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45183 Mary Salmon</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45184 Ada E. Fisher</td><td align="right">18</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45185 Bertha E. Fisher</td><td align="right">20</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45186 A. F. Merrick</td><td align="right">20</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45187 Charles Fowler</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45188 C. H. Fowler</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45189 H. Fowler</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45190 John Tucker</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45191 William Dale</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45192 H. J. Sheppy</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45193 G. D. Lewis</td><td align="right">17</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45194 James W. Lewis</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45195 Mary Hillier</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45196 Emily Jennings</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45197 Kate Merrett</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45198 Jane Tadd</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45199 Nellie Hancock</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45200 <ins class="correction" title="Transcriber's note: original reads Ethel Hancook">Ethel Hancock</ins></td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45201 Clarissa A. Ball</td><td align="right">18</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45202 Stephen Owen</td><td align="right">6</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45203 Millicent Owen</td><td align="right">8</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45204 Florence Owen</td><td align="right">18</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45205 Lily H. Weeks</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45206 Arthur Broderick</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45207 Herbt. A. Brewer</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45208 Emily Ford</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45209 Frances Gayner</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45210 Emily Marshall</td><td align="right">16</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45211 Edith Marshall</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45212 Elizabeth Bolton</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45213 Alice Druce</td><td align="right">18</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45214 Ada Fisher</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45215 Mary A. Sotcher</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45216 C. N. Pasfield</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td>&mdash;&mdash;</td><td></td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45217 E. Crump</td><td align="right">18</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45218 Maggie Neale</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45219 O. Nicole</td><td align="right">17</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45220 Archie Palmer</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45221 Evan Powell</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45222 Henrietta Leah</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45223 E. E. Hampson</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45224 Nellie Brucker</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45225 <span class="smcap">Louisa J. Stevens.</span> Poplar</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45226 Eliza Bucknell</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45227 Thersa Turner</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45228 William Baker</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45229 Jessie Double</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45230 Jane E. Palmer</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45231 Amy Joyce</td><td align="right">7</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45232 Edith M. Fisher</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45233 Rosina Young</td><td align="right">8</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45234 Minnie Walker</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45235 F. L. Mortlock</td><td align="right">8</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45236 Ferdind. Geiger</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45237 Leah Payne</td><td align="right">8</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45238 Bertha Baker</td><td align="right">8</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45239 W. Underwood</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45240 Arthur T. Gray</td><td align="right">8</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45241 Eleanor Porter</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45242 Mildred Braine</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45243 E. Thompson</td><td align="right">16</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45244 Mary A. Neil</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45245 George Neil</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45246 Emily Dickson</td><td align="right">18</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45247 Emma Neil</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45248 Thos. Jenkyn</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45249 C. J. Cockshott</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45250 Sarah A. Baynes</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45251 Mercy Knopp</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45252 Nellie Brooks</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45253 Lily Winch</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45254 Edith Springford</td><td align="right">19</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45255 Elizabeth Green</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45256 Hugh M. Green</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45257 Geo. Shepherd</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45258 M. J. Cockshott</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45259 Florence Horne</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45260 Alice L. Barrett</td><td align="right">16</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45261 Rosina Barrett</td><td align="right">18</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45262 Edwd. J. Barrett</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45263 William Day</td><td align="right">7</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45264 Henry Day</td><td align="right">16</td></tr>
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+<tr><td align="left">45266 Minnie Colton</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
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+<tr><td align="left">45269 John Murton</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45270 Melindia Murton</td><td align="right">16</td></tr>
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+<tr><td align="left">45276 C. F. Winckworth</td><td align="right">7</td></tr>
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+<tr><td align="left">45520 Janie J. Simpson</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45521 Ella McDougall</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45522 Ina Euston</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45523 Janie Hume</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45524 Afra Caudee e</td><td align="right">7</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45525 Maggie Burn</td><td align="right">16</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45526 Nellie Whillans</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45527 G. Davidson</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45528 Mary Polson</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45529 Jane Cairns</td><td align="right">18</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45530 A. J. E. Hume</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45531 Geo. A. Taylor</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45532 Frederick Potter</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45533 J. A. B. Porter</td><td align="right">17</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45534 Isabella Scott</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45535 Jane Hannah</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45536 Elizabeth Atkin</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45537 Nettie Oliver</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45538 H. S. Dickman</td><td align="right">8</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45539 J. S. Dickman</td><td align="right">6</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45540 Jane Atkins</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45541 James Robertson</td><td align="right">17</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45542 Agnes Miller</td><td align="right">8</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45543 Isabella H. Miller</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45544 Janet C. Miller</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45545 Mary Davidson</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45546 I. H. Davidson</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45547 Johanna M. Clay</td><td align="right">14<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_187" id="Page_187">[Pg 187]</a></span></td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45548 A. B. Jamieson</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45549 Jane Murray</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45550 Janet Halliburton</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45551 C. W. Dickman</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45552 May Bruce</td><td align="right">18</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45553 Bessie Oliver</td><td align="right">7</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45554 Arthur Wright</td><td align="right">6</td></tr>
+<tr><td>&mdash;&mdash;</td><td></td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45355 Agnes Porter</td><td align="right">7</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45556 Caroline Lucas</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45557 Alpha Hansen</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45558 Clarissa Cooper</td><td align="right">17</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45559 Marian Howard</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45560 Ethel Oliver</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45561 Hilda Howard</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45562 Jessie Kidd</td><td align="right">8</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45563 Edith Howard</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45564 Marie Arthur</td><td align="right">16</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45565 Jenie Cooper</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45566 Mabe Sloggett</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45567 Hilda Taylor</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45568 Julia S. Ramsden</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45569 Mary Schomberg</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45570 Norman Pringle</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45571 <ins class="correction" title="Transcriber's Note: the name is unclear in original">Helen Hurley</ins></td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45572 <span class="smcap">Edith Hillingworth</span>, Alfreton</td><td align="right">16</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45573 Martha Allcock</td><td align="right">16</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45574 Agnes Unwin</td><td align="right">21</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45575 Clara Winchester</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45576 M. Tomkinson</td><td align="right">17</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45577 Bertie Vine</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45578 Lilian Vine</td><td align="right">19</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45579 A. Tomkinson</td><td align="right">18</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45580 Gertrude Dean</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45581 Pattie Knowles</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45582 Fanny Evans</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45583 Ada M. Wright</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45584 F. E. Drabble</td><td align="right">16</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45585 Charlotte Wright</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45586 Sarah J. Wright</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45587 Lilly Holland</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45588 Laura Mason</td><td align="right">19</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45589 Ada Goodwin</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45590 Lizzie Evans</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45591 Florence Slack</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45592 Mary J. Askew</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45593 Ada M. Deeley</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45594 Annie Holland</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45595 Lizzie Holmes</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45596 Elizabeth Barker</td><td align="right">18</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45597 L. J. Robertson</td><td align="right">6</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45598 J. M. Robertson</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45599 Alexander Miller</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45600 Mary Miller</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45601 Helen Miller</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45602 Elzbth. Shardlow</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45603 H. E. Cunliffe</td><td align="right">8</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45604 Mary Johnston</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45605 Hugh Smith</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45606 May Smith</td><td align="right">7</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45607 Maggie Smith</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45608 Agnes Smith</td><td align="right">19</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45609 A. Lancaster</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45610 Annie Brierley</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45611 Annie Woolley</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45612 H. Shardlow</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45613 Clara Clarkson</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45614 Jellie Garlick</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45615 W. A. Shardlow</td><td align="right">7</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45616 J. H. Shardlow</td><td align="right">8</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45617 Edward Shardlow</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45618 A. Hollingsworth</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45619 Wm. H. Hunsley</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45620 Arthur Shardlow</td><td align="right">5</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45621 M. E. Shardlow</td><td align="right">8</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45622 Mary Bacon</td><td align="right">16</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45623 E. Stevenson</td><td align="right">20</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45624 William Allcock</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45625 Annie Allcock</td><td align="right">18</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45626 Willie. E. Smith</td><td align="right">6</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45627 John A. J. Smith</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45628 Harry G. Smith</td><td align="right">8</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45629 Emily A. Smith</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45630 Ralph R. Allen</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45631 Charles Smith</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45632 Marian E. Phipps</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45633 F. M. D. Lindsey</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45634 A. R. Roberts</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45635 Howard Evans</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45636 R. F. Woodward</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45637 A. M. Aldington</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45638 Edith Neale</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45639 R. C. Trousdale</td><td align="right">7</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45640 C. W. Trousdale</td><td align="right">8</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45641 E. M. Trousdale</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45642 Angela Mallmann</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45643 Eleanor F. Fox</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45644 Elizabeth M. Fox</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45645 H. M. Grieve</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45646 E. J. Simpson</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45647 C. B. Shaw</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45648 John F. Badeley</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45649 Leslie Neale</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45650 Lilly Pritchard</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45651 Lizzie M. Rudge</td><td align="right">20</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45652 Mary Waite</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45653 Emily Stokes</td><td align="right">7</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45654 Sarah Smith</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45655 Gertie Rudge</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45656 Lilly Washband</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45657 Hetty West</td><td align="right">8</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45658 Emily Waite</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45659 Mary A. Davis</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45660 Alice Stokes</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45661 Martha Jakeman</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45662 Caroline Jakeman</td><td align="right">16</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45663 Eliza Freeman</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45664 Lizzie Pritchard</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45665 Arthur Stokes</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45666 <span class="smcap">Archibald S. Hocking</span>, Junction Rd., Lond.</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45667 Ada Brooking</td><td align="right">18</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45668 George A. Haines</td><td align="right">17</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45669 Blanch Smith</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45670 Lily Smith</td><td align="right">8</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45671 Fredk. Smith</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45672 Alfred Lamb</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45673 Chas. F. Chappell</td><td align="right">16</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45674 A. J. Chapman</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45675 Frank Evans</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45676 Ellen Nash</td><td align="right">18</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45677 Florence Smith</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45678 Thomas Digby</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45679 Arthur Beadles</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45680 Charles Nichols</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45681 James Teasdale</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45682 Alice Digby</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45683 Edward Withers</td><td align="right">16</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45684 Walter Amor</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45685 A. Woodliffe</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45686 William Druigne</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45687 William <ins class="correction" title="Transcriber's note: original reads Bangham">Baugham</ins></td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45688 J. H. G. Baugham</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45689 Edith Hocking</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45690 Neville Clifton</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45691 Henry Colebrook</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45692 Henry Courtier</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45693 Godfry McCullock</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45694 John Rowley</td><td align="right">17</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45695 S. T. Colebrook</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45696 George Pettit</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45697 T. A. B. Carver</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45698 Emma Langton</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45699 William Lown</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45700 Rose Smith</td><td align="right">20</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45701 Lily Smith</td><td align="right">18</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45702 Flrnce. Newman</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45703 Lucy Ruddle</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45704 T. W. Woodliffe</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45705 Robert Thomas</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45706 Alfred W. Ward</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45707 Ernest Furley</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45708 H. Monnickendam</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45709 C. W. Fowler</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45710 Wm. Colebrooks</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45711 A. W. Dadson</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45712 G. H. Bassett</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45713 Fredk. Nichols</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45714 Lewis B. Brown</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45715 Harold Deakin</td><td align="right">16</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45716 John Fidler</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45717 Cecil R. Littlejohn</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45718 A. E. Speaight</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45719 H. E. Hopkins</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45720 Clara Curling</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45721 Jennie Hewitt</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45722 Annie Crossman, Limehouse, London</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45723 Annie Mills</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45724 Florence Harvey</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45725 F. M. Cullum</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45726 Emma Rae</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45727 Eliza Elston</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45728 Christina Hayes</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45729 Martha Markham</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45730 Ada Wickett</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45731 Florence Knight</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45732 Florence Hart</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45733 Florence Cable</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45734 Nell Hepworth</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45735 Alice Baker</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45736 Ellen Felgate</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45737 Kate Cable</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45738 Daisy Hooker</td><td align="right">7</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45739 John Bowller</td><td align="right">7</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45740 <ins class="correction" title="Transcriber's Note: the name is unclear in original">Samuel Bowller</ins></td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45741 Sarah Terry</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45742 Elizabeth Smith</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45743 Mary Rogers</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45744 Elizbth. E. Gibbs</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45745 Minnie Miller</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45746 Lilian Skelton</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45747 Maud Clegg</td><td align="right">7</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45748 Maud Bristow</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45749 Martha Goodman</td><td align="right">18</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45750 Mary Gapp</td><td align="right">7</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45751 Louisa Pomeroll</td><td align="right">8</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45752 Fredk Fowler</td><td align="right">17</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45753 Emily Gapp</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45754 Janet Dunk</td><td align="right">14</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45755 John Dixon</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45756 Minnie Pomeroll</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45757 Ernest Cutting</td><td align="right">12</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45758 Gertrude Cutting</td><td align="right">8</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45759 Ada Cutting</td><td align="right">7</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45760 Geo. C. Hudson</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45761 Wm. C. Hudson</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45762 Henrietta Davis</td><td align="right">9</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45763 Laura J. Davis</td><td align="right">8</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45764 W. H. Davis</td><td align="right">3</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45765 Ellen L. Davis</td><td align="right">6</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45766 Minnie Witten</td><td align="right">10</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45767 Ellen Fowler</td><td align="right">17</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45768 Leopold Bland</td><td align="right">13</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45769 Caroline Hart</td><td align="right">11</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45770 Wm. T. Bright</td><td align="right">17</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45771 C. E. Ayscough</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45772 Maud Hicks</td><td align="right">8</td></tr>
+<tr><td align="left">45773 Myra Whittle</td><td align="right">15</td></tr>
+</table>
+</div>
+
+<p class="center">[<i>Officers and Members
+are referred to a Special
+Notice on page 55</i>.]</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+
+<h2><a name="True_Stories_About_Pets_Anecdotes" id="True_Stories_About_Pets_Anecdotes"></a>TRUE STORIES ABOUT PETS, ANECDOTES, &amp;c.</h2>
+
+<h4>AN AFFECTIONATE PARROT.</h4>
+
+<p><span class="dropcap169a"><span class="dropcap">D</span></span><span class="smcap">EAR Mr. Editor,&mdash;</span> The little anecdote I am going
+to tell you is about a parrot my aunt once had&mdash;named,
+of course, Polly. She had been taught
+many funny and amusing speeches, among which she
+used to say to a canary that hung in the same room,
+"Pretty Poll, shabby canary;" and when the canary sang
+she would cry out, "Oh, what a noise! what a noise!"
+My aunt having been very ill, had not seen Polly for a long
+time, not being able to bear her noisy talking; but one day
+feeling better, she asked to see her. She was brought to her
+room, but seemed very quiet. My aunt, who could not
+understand why she was so unusually quiet, called to her,
+"Polly, come and kiss me!" The poor bird flew to her
+mistress, laid her beak on her lips, and died, it is supposed,
+of her great joy at again seeing her mistress, after grieving
+so long at her absence.</p>
+
+<p class="right smcap">Emily F. Woolf.<br />
+(Aged 15.)</p>
+
+<p><i>138, Edgware Road, London, W.</i></p>
+
+<p>&nbsp;</p>
+
+<h4>TWO FUNNY CATS.</h4>
+
+<p><span class="dropcap169b"><span class="dropcap">D</span></span><span class="smcap">EAR Mr. Editor,&mdash;</span> The following little stories are
+quite true. A friend of mine told me of a cat of
+hers which was in the room with its master (my
+friend's father), who was asleep sitting on an arm-chair. The
+cat wanted to go out of the room, but could not, as the door
+was shut. So she went and patted her master on the ear,
+then walked away to the door and scratched at it until it was
+opened for her. She is a very clever cat, and can learn anything
+you teach her in a few minutes. I also know of
+another cat who never laps her milk, but always puts her paw
+in the saucer and then licks the milk off of it again.</p>
+
+<p class="right smcap">A. E. Green<br />
+(Aged 12.)</p>
+
+<p><i>Hainault Lodge, near Chigwell.</i></p>
+
+<p>&nbsp;</p>
+
+<h4>AN INGENIOUS RAT.</h4>
+
+<p><span class="dropcap170a"><span class="dropcap">D</span></span><span class="smcap">EAR Mr. Editor,&mdash;</span> A London carpenter whom I
+know for a long time constantly found the oil-bottle
+attached to his lathe emptied of its contents. Various
+plans were devised to find out the thief, but they all
+failed. At last the man determined to watch. Through a hole
+in the door he peeped for some time. By-and-by he
+heard a gentle noise; something was creeping up the framework
+of the lathe. It was a fine rat. Planting itself on the
+edge of the lathe, the ingenious creature popped its tail inside
+of the bottle, then drew it out and licked off the oil.
+This it continued to do until nearly every drop of oil was
+taken from the bottle.</p>
+
+<p class="right smcap">Edwin Rippin.<br />
+(Aged 14.)</p>
+
+<p><i>Osbournby, Lincolnshire.</i></p>
+
+<p>&nbsp;</p>
+
+<h4>A CANARY PLAYING HIDE-AND-SEEK.</h4>
+
+<p><span class="dropcap170b"><span class="dropcap">D</span></span><span class="smcap">EAR Mr. Editor,&mdash;</span> One day a few months ago we
+had let one of our canaries out of his cage, and
+forgetting that he was out we left open the door of
+the room where he was. When we remembered the bird
+we were much afraid lest he should have flown out of the
+room. We hunted high and low, calling his name, "Carmen,"
+to which he often answers with a chirp. At last I
+happened to push aside a little low stool, and there,
+crouching down so as not to be found (as he dislikes being
+put into his cage) was Carmen. He has tried since then to
+hide; but we know his tricks, so he is unsuccessful.</p>
+
+<p class="right smcap">Constance Barkworth<br />
+(Aged 13&frac14;.)</p>
+
+<p><i>3, Ilchester Gardens, Bayswater.</i></p>
+
+<p>&nbsp;</p>
+
+<p><span class="smcap">Note</span>.&mdash;Each Story, Anecdote, &amp;c., when sent to the
+Editor, must be certified by a Parent, Teacher, or other
+responsible person, as being both <i>True and Original.</i></p>
+
+<h3>The "Little Folks" Annual for 1885.</h3>
+
+<p>The Editor desires to inform his Readers that the <span class="smcap">"Little Folks" Annual</span> for 1885 will
+be published, as usual, on the 25<span class="smcap">th of October</span>. Further particulars will be shortly announced.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_188" id="Page_188">[Pg 188]</a></span></p>
+
+<h2><a name="Our_Little_Folks_Own_Corner" id="Our_Little_Folks_Own_Corner"></a>OUR LITTLE FOLKS' OWN CORNER.</h2>
+
+<h3>ANSWER TO "PICTURE STORY WANTING WORDS" (p. 64).</h3>
+
+<h4>FIRST PRIZE STORY.</h4>
+
+<p><span class="dropcap173"><span class="dropcap">I</span></span><span class="smcap">am</span> afraid one of them must go, Helen."</p>
+
+<p>"Oh, Maurice, really? Father gave them to us,"
+and Helen Claire raised her soft, tearful, brown eyes
+to her brother's face.</p>
+
+<p>"Yes, dear, 'tis hard to part with either Diamond or
+Ruby, but then it is for Dora's sake."</p>
+
+<p>"I can't give up Ruby, Maurice!" faltered Helen, with
+quivering lips.</p>
+
+<p>Maurice made no reply, but glanced across to the chair
+where two frisky little spaniels sat watching them with
+bright eyes. Ruby, hearing his name, stood up, looking
+ready for any amount of mischief.</p>
+
+<p>"Mine shall go, Helen, after all," he added, quickly.
+"I think Ruby, perhaps, is more engaging, and fonder of
+us than <ins class="correction" title="Transcriber's Note - the original reads: Diamond. without quotation marks">Diamond</ins>."</p>
+
+<p>But you will want to know the cause of this giving-up of
+so beloved a little playfellow.</p>
+
+<p>Maurice and Helen Claire lived in a small, shabby house,
+with their mother and little sister Dora. Poor children!
+For nearly a year now they had been, as far as they knew,
+fatherless. Captain Claire had never returned from his last
+voyage. His ship had been reported as missing; and the
+once happy home of the Claires had been left for a small
+house in a busy town. Maurice and Helen, healthy, hopeful
+children, bore up well enough under their reduced
+circumstances. But fragile little Dora had begun slowly to
+droop. The doctor ordered change of air to some seaside
+place. So it was that Maurice had announced that they
+must sell one of the dogs&mdash;their father's parting gift.</p>
+
+<p>Maurice having decided between Diamond and Ruby,
+took up his cap, and went out, leaving Helen alone. Hardly
+had he gone, when a little girl, with long fair curls, and
+dreamy blue eyes, stole softly in. She sat down on the sofa
+with a weary sigh.</p>
+
+<p>"Dora," began Helen, "you will go to the seaside yet."</p>
+
+<p>"Oh! shall I?" cried Dora, clasping her thin white hands.</p>
+
+<p>"Yes, Maurice is going to sell Diamond."</p>
+
+<p>"Oh!"</p>
+
+<p>The pretty flush which the pleasant news had brought to
+her face died away.</p>
+
+<p>"Oh, no, Helen! I couldn't let Maurice sell Diamond
+only for me; that would be too selfish!"</p>
+
+<p>"Dora, you <i>must</i> go! and&mdash;Maurice doesn't mind so
+much."</p>
+
+<p>Dora smiled wistfully. "You don't know how fond he
+is of Diamond," she said.</p>
+
+<p>This conversation was suddenly interrupted by a thundering
+knock at the front door; and, a few minutes later, a
+gentleman was ushered into the room.</p>
+
+<p>"Father!" screamed Dora, springing forward.</p>
+
+<p>And in another moment both children were locked in his
+arms.</p>
+
+<p>What a happy evening that was! Captain Claire soon
+explained how the ship had been wrecked, and he, after
+being picked up, was ill for a long time. Then, since his
+recovery, he had been seeking his wife and children, for the
+old home was deserted. Soon, however, a happy party
+returned there again. Dora grew bright and strong, while
+Diamond and Ruby were greater pets than ever.</p>
+
+<p class="right"><span class="smcap">Catherine A. Morin.</span><br />
+(Aged 15&frac34;.)</p>
+
+<p><i>6, Clarendon Square, Leamington.</i></p>
+
+<p class="center">Certified by <span class="smcap">Alice Morin</span> (Mother).</p>
+
+<p>&nbsp;</p>
+
+<h4>LIST OF HONOUR.</h4>
+
+<p><i>First Prize (One-Guinea Book), with Officer's Medal of
+the "Little Folks" Legion of Honour</i>;&mdash;<span class="smcap">Catherine A.
+Morin</span> (15&frac34;), 6, Clarendon Square, Leamington. <i>Second
+Prize (Seven-Shilling-and-Sixpenny Book), with Officer's
+Medal</i>:&mdash;<span class="smcap">Emily Gittins</span> (13&frac12;), 14, Philip Road, Peckham
+Rye, S.E. <i>Honourable Mention, with Member's Medal</i>:&mdash;<span class="smcap">Ethel
+M. Angus</span> (14&frac12;), North Ashfield, Newcastle-on-Tyne;
+<span class="smcap">Mildred Crompton-Roberts</span> (13), 16, Belgrave
+Square, London, S.W.; <span class="smcap">Louie Debenham</span> (15), Presteigne,
+Radnorshire; <span class="smcap">Clifford Crawford</span> (11&frac34;), 21, Windsor
+Street, Edinburgh; <span class="smcap">Louie W. Smith</span> (15), 11, Woodside
+Terrace, Glasgow; <span class="smcap">Julia Eldred</span> (14), Truro Vean
+Cottage, Truro; <span class="smcap">Edith B. Jowett</span> (15&frac34;), Thackley Road,
+Idle, near Bradford; <span class="smcap">Madeline de L'Ecuyer</span> (12),
+Ch&acirc;teau du Rohello par Baden, Morbihan, France; <span class="smcap">Emily
+W. Wall</span> (15), The Hill House, Warwick; <span class="smcap">Blanche K. A.
+Coventry</span> (14&frac34;), Severn Stoke Rectory, Worcester; C.
+<span class="smcap">Maude Battersby</span> (15), Cromlyn, Rathowen, West Meath.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+
+<h4><a name="Answers_To_Our_Little_Folks_Own_Puzzles" id="Answers_To_Our_Little_Folks_Own_Puzzles"></a>ANSWERS TO OUR LITTLE FOLKS' OWN PUZZLES (<i>page</i> 125).</h4>
+
+<p class="center">MESOSTICH.&mdash;<span class="smcap">Brazil.</span></p>
+
+<p class="center">1. Nu <b>B</b> ia. 2. Ame <b>R</b> ica. 3. Sp <b>A</b> in. 4. Spe <b>Z</b> zia.<br />
+5. Jer <b>I</b> cho.  6. Ire <b>L</b> and.</p>
+
+<p>&nbsp;</p>
+
+<p class="center">SINGLE ACROSTIC&mdash;<span class="smcap">Claudius.</span></p>
+
+<p class="center">1. <b>C</b> abinet. 2.<b> L</b> abourer. 3. <b>A</b> rc. 4. <b>U</b> nicorn. 5. <b>D</b> eer.<br />
+6. <b>I</b> ron. 7. <b>U</b> rsula. 8. <b>S</b> apphire.</p>
+
+<p>&nbsp;</p>
+
+<p class="center">TOWNS ENIGMATICALLY EXPRESSED.</p>
+
+<p class="center">1. New-port.  2. Sunder-land.  3. Scar-borough. 4.<br />
+War-wick.  5. Vent-nor.  6. Maiden-head.  7. Ox-ford.<br />
+8. Work-sop. 9. Clap-ham.</p>
+
+<p>&nbsp;</p>
+
+<p class="center">HIDDEN PROVERBS.</p>
+
+<div class="block width350">
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">1. "Fine feathers make fine birds."<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">2. "Many a true word is spoken in jest."<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">3. "Prevention is better than cure."<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+</div>
+
+<p>&nbsp;</p>
+
+<p class="center">DOUBLE ACROSTIC AND ARITHMOREM.</p>
+
+<p class="center smcap">Beech&mdash;Maple.</p>
+
+<p class="center">1. <b>B</b> loo <b>M</b>. 2. <b>E</b> ncyclop&aelig;di <b>A</b>. 3. <b>E</b> ggfli <b>P</b>. 4. <b>C</b> ur <b>L</b>.<br />
+5. <b>H</b> uman <b>E</b>.</p>
+
+<p>&nbsp;</p>
+
+<p class="center">GEOGRAPHICAL DOUBLE ACROSTIC.</p>
+
+<p class="center smcap">Persia&mdash;Darius.<br />
+1. <b>P</b> eipu <b>S</b>.  2. <b>E</b> rla <b>U</b>. 3. <b>R</b> acconig <b>I</b>. 4. <b>S</b> uperio <b>R</b>.<br />
+5. <b>I</b> vic <b>A</b>. 6. <b>A</b> biya <b>D</b>.</p>
+
+<p>&nbsp;</p>
+
+<p class="center">RIDDLE-ME-REE.&mdash;"Elephanta."</p>
+
+<p>&nbsp;</p>
+
+<p class="center">QUOTATION DROP-WORD PUZZLE.</p>
+
+<div class="block width500">
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i4">"The children then began to sigh,<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">And all their merry chat was o'er,<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">And yet they felt, they knew not why,<br /></span>
+<span class="i8">More glad than they had felt before."&mdash;Aiken.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+</div>
+
+<p>&nbsp;</p>
+
+<p class="center">MISSING-LETTER PUZZLE.</p>
+
+<p class="center smcap">The Spanish Armada.</p>
+
+<div class="block width500">
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">"Attend, all ye who list to hear our noble England's praise,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">I tell of the thrice-famous deeds she wrought in ancient days,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">When that great fleet invincible against her bore in vain<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The richest spoils of Mexico, the stoutest hearts of Spain."<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+</div>
+
+<p>&nbsp;</p>
+
+<p class="center">PICTORIAL NATURAL HISTORY PUZZLE.</p>
+
+<p class="center smcap">Common Wombat of Australia.<br />
+1. Monsoon. 2. Combat. 3. Rail. 4. Won. 5. Fault. 6. Aim.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_189" id="Page_189">[Pg 189]</a></span></p>
+
+<h2><a name="Our_Little_Folks_Own_Puzzles" id="Our_Little_Folks_Own_Puzzles"></a>OUR LITTLE FOLKS' OWN PUZZLES.</h2>
+
+<p class="center">MISSING LETTER PUZZLE.</p>
+
+<p><span class="dropcap176a"><span class="dropcap">W</span></span><span class="smcap">hen</span> the missing letters have been supplied, the
+whole will form a well-known verse from one of
+Hood's poems.</p>
+
+<p>W &times; t &times; f &times; n &times; c &times; s &times; e &times; r &times; a &times; d &times; o &times; n &times; i &times; h &times; y &times; l &times; d &times; h &times; a &times; y &times; n &times; r &times; d,<br />
+&times; w &times; m &times; n &times; a &times; i &times; u &times; w &times; m &times; n &times; y &times; a &times; s &times; l &times; i &times; g &times; e &times; n &times; e &times; l &times; a &times; d &times; h &times; e &times; d:<br />
+&times; t &times; t &times; h &times; t &times; t &times; h &times; t &times; t &times; h &times; n &times; o &times; e &times; t &times; h &times; n &times; e &times; a &times; d &times; i &times; t;<br />
+&times; n &times; s &times; i &times; l &times; i &times; h &times; v &times; i &times; e &times; f &times; o &times; o &times; o &times; s &times; i &times; c &times; s &times; e &times; a &times; g &times; h &times; s &times; n &times; o &times; t &times; e &times; h &times; r &times;.</p>
+
+<p class="right smcap">Lillie Maxwell.<br />
+(Aged 15.)</p>
+
+<p><i>Glen Albert, Roscrea,</i><br />
+<i>Co. Tipperary, Ireland.</i></p>
+
+<p>&nbsp;</p>
+
+<p class="center">SINGLE GEOGRAPHICAL ACROSTIC.</p>
+
+<p><span class="dropcap176b"><span class="dropcap">M</span></span><span class="smcap">y</span> initials read downwards represent an island in the
+East Indies.</p>
+
+<p>1. A town in Derbyshire.<br />
+2. A lake in Ireland.<br />
+3. A river in Ireland.<br />
+4. An island in the Mediterranean Sea.<br />
+5. Scene of a battle-field in Germany.<br />
+6. A river of Asia Minor.<br />
+7. A town in Shropshire.</p>
+
+<p class="right smcap">Emily Legge.<br />
+(Aged 14.)</p>
+
+<p><i>Burleigh House,</i><br />
+<i>Cliftonville, Margate.</i></p>
+
+<p>&nbsp;</p>
+<p>&nbsp;</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 580px;">
+<img src="images/i177.jpg" width="500" height="278" alt="GEOGRAPHICAL PICTORIAL ACROSTIC" title="GEOGRAPHICAL PICTORIAL ACROSTIC" />
+<p class="center"><span class="smcap">geographical pictorial acrostic.</span><br />
+The initials and finals of the lines formed by the above objects give the names of two countries.</p>
+</div>
+
+<p>&nbsp;</p>
+
+<p class="center">DOUBLE MESOSTICH.</p>
+
+<p><span class="dropcap178a"><span class="dropcap">M</span></span><span class="smcap">y</span> central letters read downwards will form the names
+of two characters from Shakespeare.</p>
+
+<p>1. A desire.<br />
+2. A musical wind instrument.<br />
+3. A flock.<br />
+4. A kind of checkered cloth.<br />
+5. An old game.<br />
+6. Termination.</p>
+
+<p class="right smcap">Nora Besley.<br />
+(Aged 15.)</p>
+<p><i>Rose Mount, Sydenham Rise.</i></p>
+
+<p>&nbsp;</p>
+
+<p class="center">RIDDLE-ME-REE.</p>
+
+<p><span class="dropcap178c"><span class="dropcap">M</span></span><span class="smcap">y</span> first is in light, but not in dark;<br />
+My second is in field, but not in park.<br />
+My third is in gate, but not in door;<br />
+My fourth is in ceiling, but not in floor;<br />
+My fifth is in three, but not in two;<br />
+My whole is a beast well known to you.</p>
+
+<p class="right smcap">W. Pigott.<br />
+(Aged 13&frac34;.)</p>
+
+<p><i>Eagle House, Barton-on-Humber</i></p>
+
+<p>&nbsp;</p>
+
+<p class="center">HIDDEN PROVERBS.</p>
+
+<p><span class="dropcap178b"><span class="dropcap">E</span></span>eehhhiiiiklnoorrsstttw.<br />
+2. aaaeeeeeehhhillrrrssttwwwy.<br />
+3. abcehhiklmnooooooprssttty.</p>
+
+<p class="right smcap">Rachel T. Byng.<br />
+(Aged 14&frac12;.)</p>
+
+<p><i>St Peter's Parsonage,</i><br />
+<i>Cranley Gardens, London, S. W.</i></p>
+
+<p>&nbsp;</p>
+
+<p class="center">BEHEADED WORDS.</p>
+
+<p><span class="dropcap178d"><span class="dropcap">I</span></span><span class="smcap">am</span> part of a cart.<br />
+Behead me, I am part of the foot.<br />
+Behead me again and I am a fish.</p>
+
+<p>2. I am something to write upon.<br />
+Behead me and I am not in time.<br />
+Behead me again and I am part of the verb <i>to eat.</i></p>
+
+<p>3. I am not fresh.<br />
+Behead me and I am a story.<br />
+Behead me again and I am a drink.</p>
+
+<p class="right smcap">Mary H. Stewart.<br />
+(Aged 13.)</p>
+
+<p><i>Seafield, Blakeney Rd., Beckenham.</i></p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_190" id="Page_190">[Pg 190]</a></span></p>
+
+<h2><a name="Prize_Puzzle_Competition" id="Prize_Puzzle_Competition"></a>PRIZE PUZZLE COMPETITION.</h2>
+
+<p>SPECIAL HOME AND FOREIGN COMPETITION.</p>
+
+<p><span class="dropcap180"><span class="dropcap">A</span></span><span class="smcap">s</span> announced in the two previous numbers, the Editor
+proposes to give those of his Readers residing abroad
+an opportunity of competing for Prizes on favourable
+terms with Subscribers in Great Britain. In order to
+do this an extension of time for sending in Solutions to the
+Puzzles will be necessary; and, as may be seen from the
+notice below, about Two Months will be allowed for sending
+in Solutions to the Puzzles contained in this Number. Thus
+Children dwelling on the Continent, in the United States and
+Canada, and elsewhere abroad, will be enabled to take part
+in these popular Competitions.</p>
+
+<p>It may be mentioned that Children residing in Great
+Britain will all be eligible to compete for Prizes as usual.</p>
+
+<p class="center smcap">Prizes.</p>
+
+<p class="blockquot">Twenty prizes will be awarded for the best Solutions
+to the Puzzles given <i>in this Number</i>; Ten to Competitors in
+the Senior (for girls and boys between the ages of 14 and 16
+<i>inclusive</i>), and Ten to Competitors in the Junior Division
+(for those <i>under</i> 14 years of age).</p>
+
+<p class="blockquot">The following will be the value of the Prizes, in books,
+given in <i>each</i> Division:&mdash;</p>
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p class="blockquot">1. A First Prize of One Guinea.<br />
+2. A Second Prize of Half a Guinea.<br />
+3. A Third Prize of Seven Shillings and Sixpence.<br />
+4. Two Prizes of Five Shillings.<br />
+5. Five Prizes of Half a Crown.</p></div>
+
+<p class="blockquot">There will also be awards of Bronze Medals of the <span class="smcap">Little
+Folks</span> Legion of Honour to the three next highest of the
+Competitors following the Prize-winners in <i>each</i> Division.</p>
+
+<p class="blockquot">N.B. The Solutions, together with the names and addresses
+of the Prize and Medal winners, will be published in
+the January Number of <span class="smcap">Little Folks.</span></p>
+
+<p class="sml center smcap">Regulations.</p>
+
+<p class="sml">Solutions to the Puzzles published in this number must reach
+the Editor not later than October 25th (November 1st for
+Competitors residing abroad), addressed as under:&mdash;</p>
+
+<p class="sml"><i>The Editor of "Little Folks,"<br />
+La Belle Sauvage Yard,<br />
+Ludgate Hill,<br />
+London, E.C.</i><br />
+<i>Answers to Puzzles.<br />
+Junior [or Senior] Division.</i></p>
+
+<p class="sml">Solutions to Puzzles must be accompanied by certificates from a
+Parent, Teacher, or other responsible person, stating that they
+are <i>the sole and unaided work</i> of the competitor. No assistance
+must be given by any other person.</p>
+
+<p class="sml">Competitors can be credited only under their own name.</p>
+
+<p class="sml">The decision of the Editor of <span class="smcap">Little Folks</span> on all matters
+must be considered final.</p>
+
+<p class="center">I.&mdash;GEOGRAPHICAL ALPHABETICAL PUZZLES.</p>
+
+<p>In guessing the following Puzzles the letters given, when
+arranged in their correct order, will give the names of the
+places indicated. Thus, if the word were Scotland, it would
+be arranged thus&mdash;ACDLNOST&mdash;(A country).</p>
+
+<p class="center smcap">Senior Division.</p>
+
+<p><i>Proem</i>.&mdash;ACEFNR (a country).</p>
+
+<p><i>Lights</i>.&mdash;1. AEEFLLRW (cape). 2. CEEHORST (town). 3.
+ACIINOSTT (island).  4. AEHN (river).  5. AACEHILNOP
+(island). 6. AADEEMNRRSTU (province).</p>
+
+<p class="center smcap">Junior Division.</p>
+
+<p><i>Proem</i>.&mdash;AAACDN (a Crown colony)</p>
+
+<p><i>Lights</i>.&mdash;1. ABCES (gulf). 2. AABDDEGIMRS (sandbanks).
+3. AEEHNNVW (town). 4. AACEGHLNR (port). 5. ADGILNR
+(river). 6. AEEEIMNRRST (town).</p>
+
+<p class="center">SYNONYM MESOSTICH.</p>
+
+<p>In place of the words given below put others having the
+same meaning. If correctly given the centre letters of the
+lights will give the proem.</p>
+
+<p class="center smcap">Senior Division.</p>
+
+<p><i>Proem</i>.&mdash;A division of Cryptogamous plants.</p>
+
+<p><i>Lights</i>.&mdash;1. An old kind of weapon. 2. A kind of rich,
+sweet cake. 3. Petulantly. 4. Ancient or obsolete. 5. A
+cloth worker's forked instrument. 6. Vacuity.</p>
+
+<p class="center smcap">Junior Division.</p>
+
+<p><i>Proem</i>.&mdash;A division, dignity, or distinction.</p>
+
+<p><i>Lights</i>.&mdash;1. Strange or whimsical. 2. Inapplicability. 3.
+Having differed or dissented. 4. An egg-shaped chemical
+vessel. 5. A recital of circumstances. 6. Having flat petals.</p>
+
+<p class="center smcap">Summer Competition (Puzzle No. 1).</p>
+
+<p class="center smcap">Senior Division.</p>
+
+<p>1. Centaury. 2. Polyanthus. 3. Mimulus. 4. Eschscholtzia.
+5. Antirrhinum. 6. Valerian. 7. Achimenes.
+8. Clematis. 9. Ageratum. 10. Berberis.</p>
+
+<p class="sml">CLASS I.&mdash;Consisting of those who have gained ten marks:&mdash;M. C. Brodrick,
+M. Breffit, R. Brooke, A. Bradbury, H. Bagnall, N. Besley, J. Cooper, L. E.
+Curme, M. Cooper, F. G. Callcott, C. Debenham, M. Edwardes, H. G. Fraser,
+W. Farndale, F. Forrest, A. Golledge, D. von. Hacht, L. Haydon, M. Heddle,
+G. Curling-Hope, J. Jackson, M. Jakeman, A. M. Jackson, A. Lynch, M. Lloyd,
+L. Leach, B. Law, C. Morin, E. Maynard, F. MacCarthy, M. More, E.
+Marsden, M. Mercer, E. McCaul, E. Morgan, G. Martin, M. C. Nix, K. Nix,
+C. J. Nix, N. Pybus, E. Roughton, H. R. Stanton, A. Sifton, L. Wood-Smith,
+H. R. Dudley-Smith, M. Browning-Smith, A. Sifton, A. Slessor, Una Tracy,
+C. Tr&uuml;dinger, B. Tomlinson, A. C. Wilson, M. Wilson.</p>
+
+<p class="sml">CLASS II.&mdash;Consisting of those who have gained nine marks or less:&mdash;A.
+Adams, G. Burne, M. Bradbury, M. Buckley, E. A. Browne, H. Blunt, A.
+Bartholomew, J. Burnet, J. Bumsted, H. Coombes, W. Coode, A. Carrington,
+H. Cholmondeley, B. Coventry, H. Cornford, H. Collins, G. Dundas, H. Dyson,
+B. Dunning, R. Eustace, L. Fraser, M. Fulcher, E. D. Griffith, A. Good, J.
+Chappell-Hodge, E. Hanlon, G. Horner, M. Jones-Henry, E. Hinds, M. Hartfield,
+E. Hobson, B. Hudson, E. Hayes, E. Chappell-Hodge, F. Ivens, W.
+Ireland, W. Johnson, J. Jowett, E. Jowett, V. Jeans, G. Leicester, H. Leah,
+J. Little, E. Lithgow, H. Leake, C. Mather, E. May, K. Mills, M. Meagle,
+A. Pellier, M. Pretty, E. Parks, K. Pickard, G. Pettman, K. Robinson, L.
+Rees, N. Ross, A. Rawes, R. Row, E. Rita, G. Russell, A. Reading, E. Rudd,
+M. Spencer, J. Side, M. Addison-Scott, G. Sayer, M. Stuttle, M. Trollope, M.
+Welsh, E. Wilkinson, E. Wedgwood, W. C. Wilson, B. Walton, B. Wright,
+L. Webb, H. O. Watson, K. Williams, H. Wilmot, M. Wood, one without name,
+E. L. Prenner, A. Treacy, C. M. St. Jean.</p>
+
+<p class="center smcap">Junior Division.</p>
+
+<p>1. Celandine. 2. Jasmine. 3. Agrimony. 4. Dianthus.
+5. Campanula. 6. Dielytra. 7. Begonia. 8. Coreopsis.
+9. Anemone. 10. Pimpernel. 11. Succory.</p>
+
+<p class="sml">CLASS I.&mdash;Consisting of those who have gained eleven marks:&mdash;L. Besley,
+C. Burne, A. Browne, F. Burne, M. Balfour, M. Bagnall, M. Buckler, L.
+Bennett, G. Blenkin, G. Barnes, F. Clayton, S. Cuthill, M. Curme, A. Coombs,
+Lily Clayton, H. Curme, C. Crawford, M. Callcott, W. Coventry, G. Debenham,
+K. Edwards, G. Fulcher, F. Foulger, A. Farmer, L. Forrest, H. Fox, L. Gill,
+M. Humphreys, Elma Hoare, M. A. Howard, E. Jowett, L. Leach, E. Leake,
+K. Lynch, H. More, G. O'Morris, A. Marindin, N. Maxwell, M. Morin, E.
+Metcalf, D. Maskell, E. Neame, G. Neame, L. Rudd, H. Russell, M. Wood-Smith,
+G. Stallybrass, V. N. Sharpe, M. Somerville, M. McCalman Turpie, E.
+Thompson, E. Wilmot, L. Weekman, G. Williams, M. Wilson, E. Yeo, M. E.
+John, G. T. A. Hodgson.</p>
+
+<p class="sml">CLASS II.&mdash;Consisting of those who have gained ten marks or less:&mdash;R.
+Ainsworth, M. Beattie, E. Brake, E. Barnes, G. Buckle, D. Blunt, F. Callum,
+E. Carrington, E. Coombes, V. Coombes, M. Cooper, P. Davidson, E. Elston,
+E. Evans, L. Franklin, M. Frisby, A. Gilbert, F. Gibbons, M. Golledge, L.
+Hudson, W. Hobson, A. Harding, K. Hawkins, G. Chappell-Hodge, A. Ireland,
+G. Jackson, M. Jenkins, B. Jones, A. King, E. Lucy, W. Lewenz, L. Lockhart,
+J. Lancum, F. L&ouml;wy, C. Little, A. Leah, M. Lang, H. Mugliston, M. McLaren,
+F. Medlycott, E. Nicholson, F. Newman, C Prideaux, J. Pillett, G. Price, B.
+Peachey, E. Raven, A. Rudd, E. Spencer, E. Stanton, H. M. Smith, M. Delisle-Trentham,
+L. Walpole, M. Wiper, N. Wright, C. Wise, D. Wright, G.
+Williams, B. Webb.</p>
+
+<p class="center">AWARD OF PRIZES (<span class="smcap">Tenth Quarter</span>).</p>
+
+<p class="center smcap">Senior Division.</p>
+
+<p class="sml">The <i>First Prize</i> of a Guinea Volume is awarded to <span class="smcap">Frederick G. Calcott</span>
+(15), Hazeldon, 27, Shepherd's Bush Road, W.</p>
+
+<p class="sml">The <i>Second, Third</i>, and <i>Fourth Prizes</i> are divided between <span class="smcap">J. L. Lewenz</span>
+(16), Pelham Crescent, The Park, Nottingham, and <span class="smcap">Mabel</span> and <span class="smcap">Janet
+Cooper</span> (twin sisters), (15&frac34;), Birdhyrst, Auckland Road, Upper Norwood, S.E.,
+who are awarded Books to the value of 7s. 6d. each.</p>
+
+<p class="sml"><i>Bronze Medals</i> of the <span class="smcap">Little Folks</span> Legion of Honour are awarded to:&mdash;<span class="smcap">Mabel
+Bradbury</span> (16&frac12;), Oak Lodge, Nightingale Lane, S.W.; <span class="smcap">Matilda
+Heddle</span> (15), St. Leonard's, St. Andrews, N.B.; <span class="smcap">Emma P. Prate</span> (15),
+The Square, Warwick; <span class="smcap">M. A. Addison-Scott</span> (16), Abbey Park Villas, St.
+Andrews, N.B.; <span class="smcap">Emma Maynard</span> (16&frac12;), 16, Wood Lane, Shepherd's Bush, W.</p>
+
+<p class="center smcap">Junior Division.</p>
+
+<p class="sml">The <i>First</i> and <i>Second Prizes</i> are awarded between <span class="smcap">Fredk. S. Howard</span>
+(7&frac12;), and <span class="smcap">Mary A. Howard</span> (11), 15, Clarence Square, Gosport, who are
+awarded books to the value of 15s. 6d. each.</p>
+
+<p class="sml">The <i>Third</i> and <i>Fourth Prizes</i> are awarded between <span class="smcap">Frederick Cooper</span>
+(13) and <span class="smcap">Mabel Cooper</span> (11), Warwick House, Ticehurst, Sussex; <span class="smcap">Nellie
+M. Maxwell</span> (13), Jenner Road, Guildford; <span class="smcap">Muriel M. Wood-Smith</span> (12),
+11, Woodside Terrace, Glasgow: each of whom receives a Book value 3s.
+<span class="smcap">Dorothy Blunt</span> and M. <span class="smcap">McCallman Turpie</span> gained the same number of
+marks as the above, but having taken a Prize last Quarter are prevented by
+the rules from receiving one this time.</p>
+
+<p class="sml"><i>Bronze Medals</i> of the <span class="smcap">Little Folks</span> Legion of Honour are awarded to
+<span class="smcap">Frances Jean Clayton</span>, 2, Anchor Gate Terrace, Portsea; <span class="smcap">Agnes F.
+COOMBES</span> (13), Beaminster, Dorsetshire <span class="smcap">Sharley Fullford</span> (11&frac12;), High
+Street, Fareham, Hampshire; <span class="smcap">Lucie Forrest</span> (13), Northolme, Gainsborough;
+<span class="smcap">Arthur J. King</span> (13&frac14;), 75, Beresford Street, Cawberwell, S.E.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_191" id="Page_191">[Pg 191]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 550px;">
+<a name="Questions_and_Answers" id="Questions_and_Answers"></a>
+<img src="images/i182.jpg" width="550" height="86" alt="Questions and Answers" title="Questions and Answers" />
+</div>
+
+<p>[<i>The Editor requests that all inquiries and replies intended for
+insertion in <span class="smcap">Little Folks</span> should have the words "Questions
+and Answers" written on the left-hand top corners of the
+envelopes containing them. Only those which the Editor considers
+suitable and of general interest to his readers will be printed</i>.]</p>
+
+<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Prize Competitions</span>, &amp;c.</p>
+
+<p><span class="smcap">Helen</span>.&mdash;[I am always pleased to see any Picture Puzzles
+sent by my readers, and am willing to insert them if they are
+suitable. They should, however, differ as far as possible
+from any already published in <span class="smcap">Little Folks</span>.&mdash;<span class="smcap">Ed</span>.]</p>
+
+<p>A. H., <span class="smcap">Two Competitors</span>.&mdash;[All the 1884 Special Prize
+Competitions close on the 30th of September. Others will be
+announced in due course. All the articles of every kind
+sent in competition will be distributed among the little
+inmates of Children's Hospitals.&mdash;<span class="smcap">Ed</span>.]</p>
+
+<p class="center smcap">Literature.</p>
+
+<p><span class="smcap">Pussy Cat</span> asks where the line</p>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">"Music hath charms to soothe the savage breast"<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<p>is to be found? and who was the author?</p>
+
+<p><span class="smcap">Daphne</span> writes in answer to <span class="smcap">Flurumpus Flump</span> to say
+that</p>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i4">"A boy's will is the wind's will"<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<p>occurs in one of Longfellow's earlier poems, entitled "My
+Lost Youth." The first verse is as follows:&mdash;</p>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">"Often I think of the beautiful town<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">That is seated by the sea;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Often in thought go up and down<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The pleasant streets of that dear old town,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And my youth comes back to me.<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">And a verse of a Lapland song<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">Is haunting my memory still;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">'A boy's will is the wind's will,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And the thoughts of youth are long long thoughts.'"<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<p>Answers also received from <span class="smcap">Sea Nymph, Nell Gwynne,
+Tattie Coram, Iceberg, An Irish Girl, W. R., The
+Duke of Omnium, Stella, Sunday Nose, E. M. T.</span>,
+and <span class="smcap">Taffy</span>.</p>
+
+<p><span class="smcap">Little Bo-Peep</span> asks if any one can tell her the author of
+the following lines, and in what poem they occur:&mdash;</p>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i2">"There is a reaper, whose name is Death,<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">And, with his sickle keen.<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">He reaps the bearded grain at a breath,<br /></span>
+<span class="i4">And the flowers that grow between."<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<p class="center smcap">Work.</p>
+
+<p><span class="smcap">Georgina Dexter</span> asks how to make a pair of bedroom
+slippers.</p>
+
+<p><span class="smcap">Florence Waters</span> would be glad if any one could tell
+her how to clean crewel-work.</p>
+
+<p class="center smcap">Cookery.</p>
+
+<p><span class="smcap">Violet</span> writes in answer to <span class="smcap">A Maid of Athens</span> that a
+very good recipe for oat-cakes is as follows:&mdash;Put two or
+three handfuls of coarse Scottish oatmeal into a basin
+with a pinch of carbonate of soda, mix well together, add
+one dessert-spoonful of hot dripping, mixing quickly with
+the hand; pour in as much cold water as will allow it to be
+lifted out of the basin in a very soft lump. Put this with a
+handful of meal upon a pastry-board, scattering meal upon
+it. Roll it out quickly with a rolling-pin; when as thick as a
+half-crown brush off all meal with some feathers or a pastry
+brush. Put another board upon the cake, reverse it, and
+brush it the other side. Slip it upon a hot girdle, cut it with
+a knife across and across so as to form triangular pieces.
+When they begin to curl up at the edges turn them on the
+girdle, keep them there till dry enough to lift, then remove
+them to a toaster in front of the fire, where they should
+become a light brown. Be careful to keep the girdle
+brushed free of loose oatmeal, scraping it occasionally with
+a knife. The more rapidly the cakes are made the <ins class="correction" title="Transcriber's note: in the original the paragraph ends with closing quotation marks">better.</ins></p>
+
+<p class="center smcap">General.</p>
+
+<p><span class="smcap">Herbert Masters</span> would be very glad if any of the
+readers of <span class="smcap">Little Folks</span> would tell him the cost of a small
+carpenter's bench.</p>
+
+<p><span class="smcap">An Amateur Mechanic</span> inquires which is the best
+wood for fretwork purposes; and where fret-saws may be
+obtained.</p>
+
+<p><span class="smcap">Stickleback</span> wishes to know if it is necessary to have
+real salt water for a salt-water aquarium, or whether any
+sea-salt which is sold would answer the purpose.</p>
+
+<p>W. R. writes in reply to M. H. S.'s question, that
+maidenhair ferns should never be allowed to want water,
+which, if the drainage of the pot is perfect, may be applied
+every evening during the summer months, and at mid-day
+twice a week from late autumn until early spring. Answers
+also received from Erin, <span class="smcap">H. J. M., Dorothy Draggle-tail,
+"The Woman in White," A. E. C., F&eacute;dora,
+A. H., E. M. C., Little Nose-in-Air</span>, and <span class="smcap">Alice in
+Wonderland</span>.</p>
+
+<p class="center smcap">Natural History.</p>
+
+<p><span class="smcap">A Green Gooseberry</span> wishes to know what makes
+canaries desert their eggs, and how they can be prevented.&mdash;[They
+cannot be "prevented." The most common cause is
+insect vermin. If these are found, burn all the old nests,
+use Persian powder freely on the birds, and paint the cracks
+in the cages with corrosive sublimate, and then varnish over
+the places.]</p>
+
+<p><span class="smcap">Pearl</span> would be glad to know how to keep dormice, and
+what their habits are; she has just had two given to her, and
+one died the third day and the other only sleeps.&mdash;[They are
+fed chiefly on dry grain with a few nuts, and occasionally
+some blades of grass. They are shy, and sleep most of the
+day. During that time they want a quiet place and to be
+let alone, but when tame they will come out at night and
+climb up the curtains if allowed.]</p>
+
+<p><span class="smcap">A Guinea-pig</span> asks what is the best food for guinea-pigs?&mdash;[They
+are fed like rabbits in the main, but may
+have a little bread and fresh milk squeezed rather dry, with a
+few bits of dry crust, or a few grains of wheat or barley
+occasionally. Every day give a little green food, dried first.]</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_192" id="Page_192">[Pg 192]</a></span></p>
+
+<h2><a name="Picture_Wanting_Words" id="Picture_Wanting_Words"></a>Picture Wanting Words.</h2>
+
+<p class="center">SPECIAL HOME AND FOREIGN COMPETITION.</p>
+
+<p>As already announced, the Editor has arranged, in response to repeated requests, for a Special "Picture Wanting
+Words" Competition, in which Readers of <span class="smcap">Little Folks</span> residing on the Continent and in the United States,
+Canada, &amp;c. (or anywhere abroad), may have an opportunity of competing for Prizes on favourable terms with
+Subscribers in Great Britain. In order to do this, a longer time than usual for sending in answers to the Picture will
+be necessary; and as will be seen below, about Two Months will be allowed for this purpose in the present Competition.
+(Children living in Great Britain and Ireland will, of course, all be eligible to compete for Prizes as usual.)</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 550px;">
+<a name="Illustration" id="Illustration"></a>
+<img src="images/i185.jpg" width="600" height="503" alt="Questions and Answers" title="Questions and Answers" />
+</div>
+
+<p>The picture printed on this page forms the subject for the Competition, and the Prizes to be awarded are as follow:&mdash;For
+the Two best short and <i>original</i> Descriptions of the Picture Two One-Guinea Books and Officers' Medals of the <span class="smcap">Little
+Folks</span> Legion of Honour will be given; for the next best Description a Half-Guinea Book and an Officer's Medal will be
+given; and Three Seven-Shilling-and-Sixpenny Books and Officers' Medals will also be given for the Three best Descriptions
+<i>relatively to the age of the Competitors</i>&mdash;so that no Competitor is too young to try for the three last-named Prizes. To avoid
+any possibility of mistake, and for the guidance of new Competitors, the full Regulations are given:&mdash;</p>
+
+<p>1. No Description must exceed 500 words in length, and each must be written on one side of the paper only.</p>
+
+<p>2. The Descriptions must be certified as <i>strictly original</i> by a Minister, Teacher, Parent, or some other responsible
+person.</p>
+
+<p>3. All the Competitors must be under the age of Sixteen years.</p>
+
+<p>4. Descriptions from Competitors residing in Great Britain and Ireland must reach the Editor on or before the 25th of
+October next; in the case of Descriptions sent from any place abroad an extension of time to the 1st of November will be
+allowed.</p>
+
+<p>5. In addition to the Six Prizes and Officers' Medals, some of the most deserving Competitors will be included in a
+special List of Honour, and awarded Members' Medals of the <span class="smcap">Little Folks</span> Legion of Honour. The award of Prizes, in
+addition to One of the Prize Descriptions, will be printed in the January Number of <span class="smcap">Little Folks</span>.</p>
+
+<p>6. Competitors are requested to note that each envelope containing a Description should have the words "Picture
+Wanting Words" written on the left-hand top corner of it.</p>
+
+<p>N.B.&mdash;Competitors are referred to a notice respecting the Silver Medal printed on page 115 of the last Volume.</p>
+
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+The Project Gutenberg EBook of Little Folks (Septemeber 1884), by Various
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+Title: Little Folks (Septemeber 1884)
+       A Magazine for the Young
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+LITTLE FOLKS:
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+_A Magazine for the Young._
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+_NEW AND ENLARGED SERIES._
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+A LITTLE TOO CLEVER.
+
+_By the Author of "Pen's Perplexities," "Margaret's Enemy," "Maid
+Marjory," &c._
+
+CHAPTER VIII.--ESCAPE.
+
+
+When Elsie awoke in the morning, after at last falling into a dull,
+heavy sleep, she had not an opportunity of seeing what sort of weather
+it was. There was no light in their rude sleeping-place, except the dim
+one that came through the aperture from the other room. She listened,
+and hearing sounds of life below, she hastily rose, and creeping down
+the ladder, went in search of her frock.
+
+Mrs. Ferguson was already up, and busy. Elsie asked for her frock, but
+Mrs. Ferguson told her it was not dry, and she had better make what
+shift she could with the old gown she had given her on the previous
+night. As she could nowhere see her dress, she was obliged reluctantly
+to follow the woman's advice.
+
+To her delight, she perceived that the morning was bright and warm after
+the rain, and she fully resolved, as soon as their things were decently
+dry, to be on their road once more.
+
+In the meantime, however, Duncan's jacket had also disappeared. She
+could get nothing out of Mrs. Ferguson about it, except that it was
+drying, and Duncan had to put up with a cotton jacket, which Mrs.
+Ferguson stripped from her own boy's back to give him.
+
+This mystery as to the whereabouts of their clothes very greatly annoyed
+Elsie, who tried in vain to make Mrs. Ferguson say where they were. She
+pretended not to understand what Elsie meant, though Elsie felt quite
+sure all that was feigned.
+
+Their breakfast consisted of some thin watery porridge, without bread,
+sugar, or milk.
+
+When their scanty meal was ended, Mrs. Ferguson ordered them to go out
+and help Sandy Ferguson, her husband, who was waiting outside for them.
+At first Elsie felt disposed to refuse, but on second thoughts, she
+obeyed. Sandy Ferguson was on the spot, his wife in the kitchen, with
+the cottage door open, their two boys about here, there, and everywhere.
+
+To get away unperceived was out of the question, besides the serious
+matter of losing their garments, which Elsie had not yet been able to
+discover.
+
+So they had to work away in company with the two ragged urchins. Elsie
+was boiling with rage, but she hid it as well as she could; and as for
+poor Duncan, he worked away without uttering a word, but with only an
+occasional inquiring glance at Elsie, which was infinitely touching.
+
+Elsie soon perceived that there would be no chance of their pursuing
+their journey that day. Mrs. Ferguson protested that she was getting
+their things dried as fast as she could, and would say nothing more; but
+Elsie had a keen misgiving that for some reason or other she did not
+mean to let them go.
+
+Was it possible that she knew anything of their mother, and was thinking
+to send them back? or did she only mean to keep them there, and make
+them work for her family?
+
+At times Elsie felt a terrible fear creeping over her that these
+dreadful people meant to steal or hurt her and Duncan. "Perhaps she
+wants our clothes," Elsie thought, "for she knows we have no more
+pennies!"
+
+So she took the first opportunity she could find to tell Mrs. Ferguson
+that they didn't think they could wait any longer for their things to
+get dry; they could easily get some more at Killochrie. She said this
+with an air of indifference. She would put her jacket on over her stuff
+petticoat, and that would do very well. Duncan could wear the cotton
+jacket, and leave his tweed one behind.
+
+But all this made no impression on Mrs. Ferguson. She only laughed
+grimly to herself; and as their things were not forthcoming, Elsie might
+as well have spared her generosity. If she could only have found her
+jacket she would have been contented, but this, too, had disappeared,
+and even if she had found the opportunity, Elsie would hardly have had
+the courage to go on her way with Mrs. Ferguson's dirty tattered gown
+tucked up and pinned together about her.
+
+By-and-by Elsie began to think she saw what Mrs. Ferguson was thinking
+of. She noticed that she frequently looked along the road, and carefully
+watched for any vehicle whose wheels sounded in the distance. "She
+thinks mother'll come and fetch us," Elsie said to herself, "or at least
+the woman that I told her I lived with; but she'll never come here after
+us, that's certain."
+
+But although Elsie had very little fear that they would be found, yet
+she was determined to get away somehow from this hovel.
+
+Two whole days had elapsed. They had spent three wretched shivering
+nights on the floor of the loft. On the third day Elsie felt she could
+bear it no longer. She was in a state of suppressed excitement, and she
+felt that she could almost jump out of her skin.
+
+It is very strange to notice through what small loopholes people often
+make their escape. The fairy-tale idea of passing through keyholes and
+up chimneys is scarcely more wonderful. Now, Mrs. Ferguson had been
+keeping a strict watch on these children, and not only herself, but her
+husband and two children had all been employed to watch. On the third
+day there stopped at the cottage door a lumbering vehicle, containing a
+man and woman and several baskets. The two alighted, and came into the
+cottage, where a great talking ensued, and many purchases were displayed
+and loudly discussed. The two Ferguson lads should have been with Elsie
+and Duncan, but they had climbed on to the top of the peat-stack by the
+side of the house, and were lying full length, peering unobserved
+through the dingy window. Suddenly Elsie perceived that they were alone,
+and without waiting to consider the possibilities of the case, she took
+Duncan by the hand, pushed him over the stone wall, quickly climbed it
+herself, and flew away over the grass as fast as her feet could carry
+her in the direction of the hills.
+
+Here, again, fortune favoured her, as it sometimes does favour the most
+rash ventures. After running a goodish way, Elsie saw what she had never
+dreamed of finding--a roadway sweeping round the foot of the hill, and
+quite hidden from sight by a sudden rise in the ground. When they gained
+the road, they too would be hidden by the rising ground between them and
+the crofter's cottage, whereas now they could be seen distinctly by any
+one who should happen to look, for there was not even a tree or bush to
+shield them. Elsie pushed on quickly, not venturing to take even a peep
+behind until they had safely scrambled down the steep bank into the
+road, when, to her joy, she found that the stone walls enclosing the
+croft, even the little hovel itself, had completely disappeared.
+
+"Elsie," said Duncan, catching his breath, and looking up to her with a
+glance of terror, "will they catch us?"
+
+"No, I don't think so, Duncan," Elsie answered, quite gently. "We are
+quite out of sight. We must be quick, and find out where this road
+leads."
+
+"I am so frightened, Elsie!" Duncan exclaimed, with a pitiful, appealing
+glance to her not to be angry. He had kept his terror to himself so long
+that he could hide it no longer. "Did you think they were going to kill
+us, Elsie?"
+
+"No, Duncan, of course not," Elsie replied, not without a little shiver.
+
+It was very noticeable how different Elsie's tone was from her usual
+one. There was no snapping up or ridiculing her little brother. She
+spoke more as if she were trying to persuade herself of the truth of
+what she said.
+
+"But, Elsie, there was never any one came near," Duncan persisted.
+"Sandy Ferguson could dig a big hole, and put us in right easy. No one
+would know. Don't let him catch us, Elsie."
+
+"He shan't catch us, dear," Elsie said, reassuringly, though she was not
+feeling very easy about it herself. It was only now that she began
+really to feel what a terrible time they had lived through in those last
+two days, and what unknown horrors they had escaped from. Duncan's words
+filled her with fear. To be overtaken and carried back to that dreadful
+woman seemed the worst thing that could befall them.
+
+"I wonder where this road leads?" Elsie said, trying to make Duncan
+think of something else. "There's no one to ask."
+
+"P'raps they might be like the man if you asked," Duncan said fearfully;
+"and you look so ragged in that dirty old gown, Elsie. They will think
+we are beggars."
+
+Elsie had been thinking the same thing herself, though she was not going
+to tell poor Duncan--already frightened out of his senses--how
+uncomfortable she really felt. Alone in a country road, which led they
+did not know where, without a penny to buy food or, so far as they could
+see, a house from which they could ask some, what was to become of them?
+
+"Elsie?" Duncan said presently, looking at her very wistfully.
+
+"Yes, Duncan?"
+
+"You won't be angry, will you?"
+
+"No, I won't be angry," Elsie said impatiently. "What is it?"
+
+"I feel so tired. Couldn't we go home?"
+
+"Do you think you could find the way back?" Elsie asked.
+
+"Oh! but we could ask for Dunster," Duncan said, eagerly. "People would
+tell us. I'd try to run very fast, Elsie."
+
+"We should have to get back to that other road, where the cottages are,
+first," Elsie said, contemplatively. "Would you like to do that,
+Duncan?"
+
+"Oh, no!" the child cried, in _terror_. "They'd catch us, Elsie, they'd
+catch us: I'm sure they would."
+
+"We won't go there," Elsie said, trying to comfort him, for it was
+pitiful to see his fright. "Wait till I see a nice tidy person, and I'll
+ask all about it."
+
+"There might be another way," Duncan suggested.
+
+Just then they heard the sound of distant wheels. Duncan caught hold of
+Elsie's shoulder in an agony of fright. "It's the man!" he cried,
+trembling from head to foot, and turning as white as death. "He's
+coming, Elsie! he's coming to fetch us back!"
+
+
+CHAPTER IX.--A FAIRY VISITOR.
+
+With what indescribable torments of dread the two children stood waiting
+it is difficult to express. Elsie's feeling of fright for herself was
+merged in care for Duncan. She had never seen him look like this before,
+and it startled her. His white face was drawn into an expression that
+changed it altogether. His eyes were wide and staring, looking along the
+road in a sort of fascination of terror.
+
+Elsie held him close to her, drawing him round so that he should not see
+the approaching vehicle, still far distant, for on that still, lonely
+road the sound of hoofs could be heard at a great distance. Elsie
+listened, with her heart standing still.
+
+"Duncan, Duncan, it is two horses!" she cried, presently. "And they are
+coming quickly. It is a carriage, not a cart."
+
+But Duncan was so terrified that he had no reasoning power left in him.
+Even when the carriage came in sight he would not have been a bit
+surprised to have seen the crofter and his shrewish wife jump out of it.
+
+Instead of that, however, the carriage contained a very
+fashionably-dressed, rich-looking lady and gentleman. Elsie could see
+directly that they were gentlefolk, who would never think of hurting two
+little children. She resolved to speak to them.
+
+They were certainly in fortune's way. The carriage drew up close by
+them, and a dainty voice asked--
+
+"Children, can you tell us if we are on the right road to Killochrie?"
+
+"I don't think you are, ma'am," Elsie replied, in her best manner.
+
+"Oh dear!" the lady exclaimed; "how annoying when we are in such haste!
+Can you direct us?"
+
+"There's a road right over there leads to it," Elsie replied, pointing
+with her hand.
+
+"But how do we get on to the road? Does this one meet it anywhere?
+Driver, don't you know?"
+
+The driver muttered something in a rather surly fashion, whereupon the
+gentleman, who had not yet spoken, leaned forward, and said angrily,
+"You told us you knew this neighbourhood. You are an idiot!"
+
+"Perhaps this little lass could show him," the lady remarked.
+
+"Indeed, ma'am, it's right glad I'd be to do it," Elsie began (how very
+polite any one can be when they choose), "but we're quite strange, and
+have lost our own way, our mother being dead and our father in London,
+which we're trying to find; and perhaps, ma'am, you would be so kind as
+to tell us the way." All this was said very rapidly.
+
+"If they can't help us, why not drive on?" the gentleman remarked
+impatiently.
+
+"Stay a moment," the lady said. "These children may possibly be of great
+use to us. Look at the girl, William. She hasn't at all a bad face, if
+she were well dressed," she added, in a low tone, which, however, did
+not escape Elsie.
+
+"You say your mother is dead and your father in London," the lady added.
+"Who are you living with?"
+
+"There was a woman who took care of us," Elsie replied quickly, "but she
+let our father think we were dead, so we ran away to find him; and a man
+who gave us a ride in his cart robbed us of our pennies and our clothes,
+and was very cruel. We ran away in the clothes they gave us."
+
+"What a deal of running away," the lady said, not unkindly; "and your
+little brother looks tired. Do you know how far it is to London?"
+
+"No, not exactly, ma'am," Elsie replied.
+
+"Well, it is hundreds and hundreds of miles; and let me tell you at once
+you will never get there if you walk for ever. But," she added quickly,
+leaving Elsie no time to reply, "I may be able to help you. I am a sort
+of good fairy. Walk on towards Killochrie. Ask any one you see the way
+there, and before night I will come back again. That is all. Coachman,
+drive on. You must look out for some one else to direct us."
+
+Then the man whipped up his horses and drove off, leaving Elsie standing
+by the roadside in a sad state of bewilderment. Could she have heard
+aright? Before three minutes had passed she began to think she had been
+mistaken, but that could not be, for Duncan presently said to her--
+
+"She won't ever come back, Elsie, will she? But she was a bonnie lady,
+wasn't she?"
+
+"She was bonnie, and real kind," Elsie said. "I wonder whether she will
+come back after all."
+
+"She might have put us inside the carriage if she'd liked," Duncan said,
+doubtfully.
+
+"Perhaps the gentleman wouldn't have let her," Elsie replied. "I think
+she meant she would come alone."
+
+"Will she be very long?" Duncan said, pitifully; "and will she take us
+to London, to him--our father, Elsie?--or will you ask her to take us
+back to Dunster?"
+
+"We must wait till she comes," Elsie said, evasively. In her heart of
+hearts she would not have been sorry to find herself back in Mrs.
+MacDougall's cottage, but the humiliation of returning and acknowledging
+why she had run away, and how she had failed, was too much for her
+proud, stubborn will.
+
+"Do you like running away?" Duncan asked, looking up anxiously in her
+face.
+
+"I don't mind it," Elsie answered. She was getting into a contrary mood,
+partly because Duncan's remarks touched her so keenly, partly out of
+anger and impatience at the misfortunes that had befallen them.
+
+They had been walking along slowly in the direction the carriage had
+taken. Duncan did not seem inclined to go faster. Presently he stopped,
+and stood watching a number of black-faced Highland sheep scampering
+down the side of a hill. There were sounds of barking, and at last there
+appeared a shepherd and collie.
+
+"He will know the way," Elsie cried, with delight. "Come on, Duncan;
+let's run and ask him."
+
+"You run, Elsie. I'll wait till you come back," Duncan said, wearily. It
+was very unusual for him to hang behind, but Elsie was too eager to
+notice it. She left him sitting by the roadside, and flew after the
+shepherd.
+
+"The way to Killochrie? Weel, you just keep to the road right away till
+it runs into another one, an' that'll take you straight through; but
+it's a long, long way to walk."
+
+The man was engaged in eating a large piece of bread and cheese. Elsie,
+who was very hungry, eyed it longingly.
+
+"Ye look a wee bit starved," the man said.
+
+"We'll be getting some food at Killochrie," Elsie said, evasively.
+
+"I did hear last night that there was two children lost off Dunster
+Moor--stolen, they do say. I suppose you bain't one of them?" the man
+continued, eyeing her curiously "Was dressed in plaid frock and cloth
+jacket. That ain't you, any way."
+
+"We live at Killochrie," Elsie said quickly and wickedly, not hesitating
+to conceal the truth, and to tell a falsehood to do so. "We've come
+farther than we should, and I wasn't quite sure of the way."
+
+"Aweel! aweel!" the man said, in his slow northern fashion. "It's a good
+thing ye're not lost away from your natural home, which I'd be sorry to
+think of happening to any bairn. It's a goodish bit out of my road, but
+I'd like to carry the poor bairnies back to their mother, wherever she
+be."
+
+Elsie waited to hear no more. She bade the man a hasty "Good-day," and
+ran off. How strange it was that this out-of-the-way shepherd should
+have heard the tale, and yet not so strange when one thinks how quickly
+such a tale spreads far and near, and how few other concerns the
+shepherd had to drive it from his mind. Already the news of the lost
+children was being discussed in every whiskey-shop and cottage. It had
+reached the little village three miles out of Killochrie, where the
+shepherd's wife lived. And if the children had been elsewhere than in
+the crofter's lonely cottage they must have been discovered, as there
+was every chance that they would be before long.
+
+Now, if Elsie had known it, the first piece of good fortune that had
+really come to them was when she met the shepherd. He was an honest,
+kind-hearted man, the father of children. At one word of explanation he
+would have taken the children in charge, and delivered them safely over
+to their proper guardian. Providence, watching over the misguided
+children, had put this means of deliverance in their way. But Elsie was
+still obstinate, and the very thought of being taken back roused every
+feeling of opposition and anger.
+
+If only poor little Duncan had known the opportunity, which was every
+moment retreating farther away!
+
+Elsie breathed freely when she perceived the shepherd disappear in the
+valley. "We are all right," she said to Duncan, keeping to herself the
+shock she had received. "This will lead us to Killochrie."
+
+Duncan said nothing. He seemed neither glad nor sorry. He was not much
+of a companion, Elsie thought.
+
+The day crept on. They did not make much progress, for Duncan was cross,
+and lagged dreadfully.
+
+Elsie had in her mind a firm conviction that the kind lady would return,
+and she was not wrong, for at last they saw a female figure coming
+towards them; she carried a good-sized leather bag in her hand, which
+Elsie believed contained food for them. How glad she was now that she
+had fled from the shepherd. The good fairy had come.
+
+[Illustration: "THE CARRIAGE DREW UP CLOSE BY THEM" (_p. 131_).]
+
+There was one thing Elsie had never thought of. Wicked spirits often
+assume the appearance of good fairies. Every one knows that, so that it
+was to be seen whether this was a good fairy or not.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+CHAPTER X.--THE NEW MOTHER.
+
+Such a disappointment! As the figure drew near, Elsie saw that she had
+made a mistake. Instead of the beautifully-dressed lady of the carriage,
+it turned out to be a person dressed in black garments, with a long
+black veil covering her face.
+
+She walked along quickly, and as she came up to the children, she
+stopped. Then she turned up her veil, and Elsie saw with astonishment
+that it was really the lady who had spoken to them that morning, but so
+changed, that it was no wonder Elsie had not known her. The face that
+had looked so gay and smiling was now sad and pensive; the fair curling
+hair, falling in pretty confusion over the white forehead, was drawn
+smoothly back under the neat crape bonnet, with its widow's cap.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+The many bracelets and other jewellery were all gone. So complete was
+the transformation that Elsie stood staring, not knowing what to
+believe.
+
+"I told you I was a fairy," the lady said, in a kind, but sad, voice.
+"You must not be surprised to see me so changed. To-morrow I may change
+again. A fairy is all sorts of things, you know."
+
+"Ye--es, ma'am," Elsie said, doubtfully.
+
+"I dare say you think that a fairy can change other people as well as
+herself, do you not?"
+
+"Yes, ma'am; fairies do that in books," Elsie replied.
+
+"Well, and I tell you I am a fairy," the lady said, a little sharply;
+"and I am going to change you."
+
+"What is she going to change us into, Elsie?" asked the matter-of-fact
+Duncan.
+
+"Ah! what?" the lady asked, with a laugh. "Shall I change you into two
+little Highland sheep scampering over the hills, and feeding upon
+grass?"
+
+"Oh no!" Elsie said quickly; but Duncan, whose mind never readily
+accepted a new idea, only replied stolidly, "You couldn't, you know."
+
+"Don't be so sure of that," the lady replied. "But I am not going to. I
+am going to make you into my own little children."
+
+This seemed very nice and kind, but it so completely did away with their
+own father that Elsie did not know what to say. The lady seemed
+displeased, and stamping her foot, said very sharply--"Do you hear what
+I say? I am going to turn you into my little boy and girl."
+
+"Thank you, ma'am," Elsie said slowly. "It is very kind, only we've got
+our own father."
+
+"I didn't say anything about a father, did I?" the lady said. "I shall
+be your mother. While you are my children, your father is dead."
+
+"But he isn't indeed, ma'am," Elsie began; but he lady's face suddenly
+changed. It grew very red, and her eyes blazed with passion.
+
+In place of the sad, pensive face, she saw an angry, furious,
+dreadful-looking face, that struck terror into her heart. "While you are
+my children," she exclaimed, in a loud terrible voice, "your father is
+dead. If you forget that for one moment, I will instantly change you
+back into the wretched little creatures you now are, and set you down on
+top of that high mountain, where you will perish of cold and hunger."
+Then suddenly she dropped her voice, her face grew calm and
+sweet-looking again, and she said, very gently, "Will you be my
+children?"
+
+The children were so bewildered and astonished that they could hardly
+believe their senses. Elsie replied at once--"Oh yes, if we may;" but it
+was really more because she did not dare to say anything else, for fear
+of offending this strange being, and the dread of being left alone all
+night among the dark, gloomy hills.
+
+"Follow me," the lady said, drawing down her veil, and turning away
+from the road on to the grass.
+
+The children followed. She led them some distance over the lowest part
+of a small hill. She walked quickly, the children doing their best to
+keep pace with her light, rapid footsteps, although Duncan was very
+tired, and both were desperately hungry. Presently they found themselves
+in a tiny dell, through which ran a little babbling stream, and where
+large yellow daisies, and bonnie blue-bells, and other flowers bloomed
+abundantly. Here the strange lady stopped, and opening her bag, she drew
+forth some black garments. The first one was a frock of fine black stuff
+with crape. She bade Elsie take off the old gown she was wearing, and
+put on this.
+
+Elsie was charmed. The dress fastened down the back, and had a narrow
+skirt, cut in one with the body, forming a complete contrast to her own
+short full skirt and round body of bright plaid. Then there came forth
+from the fairy bag a black hat and a pair of beautiful silk gloves. "You
+will do for to-night," the lady said, when Elsie had put them on.
+"To-morrow morning we must think of shoes and stockings less clumsy than
+those you have on."
+
+For Duncan she brought out a black overcoat, which reached nearly to his
+ankles, and a black cloth cap. Elsie waited impatiently, hoping to see
+some nice food come out of the bag, but the fairy mother seemed not to
+have thought of that, for she shut it up when she had taken the cap out,
+and gave it to Duncan to carry. Then she rolled up the tattered gown and
+jacket, and threw them into the stream.
+
+"You are to call me mamma," she said sweetly, "or mother, if you are
+more used to that."
+
+"Then please, ma'am--ma--we are very hungry," Elsie said.
+
+The lady did not seem pleased. "What dreadful things children are! They
+want to eat!" she exclaimed. "Well, there is no time now; we must get
+home quickly. Give me a hand each of you."
+
+They did as they were told, and very soon were again upon the road,
+walking as quickly as they could to keep up with her. Every now and then
+she gave Duncan a sharp tug to make him walk quicker.
+
+The poor child was so tired and hungry that he hardly knew how to get
+along, but the lady took no notice. Elsie really was beginning to think
+that there was something about her quite different from ordinary people,
+but she was not sure that she liked her any better for that. She
+wondered whether she knew what it was to feel very hungry.
+
+They walked what seemed to the weary children a very, very long way, but
+at last they saw houses, and they perceived that they had arrived at a
+little village. Here the lady bought them some buns and rolls, which
+they eagerly devoured, but to their infinite disappointment they found
+they were not to stay here. On they walked another long way, till they
+reached a place with many houses and streets and shops, such as Elsie
+had never seen in her life before.
+
+It was now quite dark, but the lady hurried them through the streets,
+not allowing them to stop for a moment. By-and-by they arrived at a
+strange building of wood. They were presently lifted into a carriage.
+The lady followed; the door was shut. There was a shrill scream, and
+then the lights outside began to glide past them. They were, for the
+first time in their lives, in a train.
+
+Duncan had not been in the carriage two minutes before his head fell
+back against the woodwork, and he was asleep. Elsie's brain was too busy
+for her to do the same thing. The sensation of gliding along in the dark
+was so new and strange that she was at first very frightened, but as
+every one else looked quite comfortable, her fears began to abate, and
+she could turn her mind to the strange adventures that had befallen
+them.
+
+After some little time they stopped, and their companion lifted them
+out, rousing Duncan out of his heavy sleep with much difficulty.
+
+A tall, dark gentleman was waiting, on the platform for them. "Here are
+the dear children," the lady said, in a sweet, sad voice. "Children, say
+'How do you do?' to your Uncle William."
+
+The gentleman shook hands with each of them, and taking Elsie by the
+hand, led her forward, the lady following with Duncan. They passed
+through some gates, and found some carriages waiting outside. Into one
+of these the gentleman and lady took the children, and they were driven
+away.
+
+These two strange individuals conversed a great deal, but the noise of
+the wheels prevented Elsie from hearing much of what they said. She made
+out that the lady was telling the gentleman about her journey, and she
+thought they both seemed rather pleased.
+
+Suddenly the gentleman leaned over, and laid a hand upon Elsie's arm.
+"Mind what you are about," he said in her ear. "If you say anything to
+displease this lady, your good mother, it will be the worse for you. The
+less you say to anybody, the better; and look after the boy. What is
+your name?"
+
+"Elsie."
+
+"No it isn't. It is Effie Donaldson. Don't forget it again. Your
+brother's name is Donald Donaldson. Don't let him forget it, either."
+
+Elsie saw in a moment that there was no trifling meant, and that she
+would have to obey. It was the same gentleman who had called the driver
+an idiot in the morning. She had stolen a glance at him then, and had
+not liked his face. She liked it still less now. Still, they must be
+kind people, or they would not have brought her and Duncan all this way,
+and given them such nice clothes. Elsie very much wished, however, that
+gentlefolk had not such strange manners.
+
+She was very glad and thankful when at last they alighted at a house,
+into which they entered. A neat, tidy-looking woman came forward to meet
+them. "Everything's quite ready, ma'am, as the gentleman ordered," she
+said, with a curtsey. "I've made up an extra bed in your room, ma'am,
+for the little boy, which the gentleman said would suit you, and the
+supper's waiting to be served in a moment. I dare say the children are
+tired, ma'am."
+
+"Yes," said the lady, in a sweet, gentle voice. "They have had a long
+journey, and they are tired to-night. They will be glad to get to bed as
+soon as we have had supper, won't you, dears?"
+
+"Yes, mamma," Elsie answered quickly. Duncan made no reply.
+
+"You go in there, and sit down till I come," the lady said, pointing to
+an open door, through which came the gleam of a fire. She took Elsie's
+hat and Duncan's cap, and went upstairs, leaving the children, as they
+thought, alone.
+
+But that was a mistake, for the gentleman came in the next moment.
+However, he told them, not unkindly, to sit down and warm themselves,
+which they were glad enough to do. The table was already spread for a
+meal. Presently the woman brought in a dish of ham and eggs, which made
+the famished creatures ready to cry with delight.
+
+Their new mamma watched them very narrowly as they ate. Fortunately,
+Mrs. MacDougall had been very strict about their behaviour, but there
+were still several things that displeased their new friend, for which
+she corrected them pretty sharply; and to show how easily children can
+remember when they really know they must, Elsie not only bore in mind
+the faults that were found with herself, but also those points in which
+Duncan had offended.
+
+The woman of the house came in by-and-by, to ask whether she should see
+the children in bed. She looked so kind and nice, that Elsie hoped their
+new mamma would say "Yes." She, however, declined, saying that she could
+not bear any one to do anything for the children but herself. Then she
+took them upstairs, and locking the door, bade them undress. She then
+went to a box, and got out some night garments, which were much too
+large; but the children did not mind that. She tucked Elsie kindly into
+the snuggest, sweetest bed that could be, and then went to do the same
+kind office for Duncan. Then telling them that they were on no account
+to get up till she came to them the next morning, she left them to such
+a night's rest as they had not had since they left the cottage on
+Dunster Moor.
+
+[Illustration: "'YOU ARE TO CALL ME MAMMA,' SHE SAID" (_p. 134_).]
+
+
+CHAPTER XI.--"THAT CHILD IS ILL!"
+
+The children had been in the habit of rising at an early hour all their
+lives. Elsie woke the next morning about six o'clock, to find the sun
+shining in brightly at the curtained window. She had always thought what
+a fine thing it must be to be able to lie in bed as long as one liked,
+so she was not at all averse to doing as the lady had bidden her,
+especially as the little bed was so soft and warm. She lay quietly,
+looking round the room at the pictures which hung on the walls, and at
+the various articles of furniture it contained; but after a while she
+began to grow tired of this, and to wonder when the lady would come to
+her. After an hour or so she crept to the door, and turned the handle,
+thinking to see if any one was about yet; but she found that she was
+locked in, so there was nothing else to be done but to get back into
+bed.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+The time passed very slowly; still no one came. Elsie grew very
+restless, and did not at all like the feeling of being locked up away
+from Duncan. Still these people were gentlefolk, and rich. It was quite
+impossible they could mean any harm. She could hear distant sounds of
+people moving in the house. Could it be possible that they had forgotten
+all about her? She had heard a clock strike seven, then eight, now it
+was striking nine. At home, she would have been across the moor and
+back, have had her breakfast, and been at school by this time.
+
+Much as she stood in awe of her mysterious benefactress, she grew at
+last so restless that she could be still no longer, but jumped up, and
+began to wash and dress herself.
+
+She was standing before the glass, greatly admiring her appearance in
+the new frock and hat, and wondering how the lady had really got them,
+when the key turned, and the fairy mother herself entered. She was
+dressed in long trailing black garments, with a white cap on her head,
+and looked, Elsie thought, wonderfully sweet and pretty. But as her eye
+fell upon Elsie the sweetness vanished, and the angry expression that
+had once before so terrified her came back.
+
+"I told you not to get up till I came," she said, in a threatening
+voice.
+
+"I thought you had forgotten; it was so late," Elsie faltered.
+
+"You are not to think," the lady said. "You have disobeyed me once. The
+second time you will find yourself, before nightfall, back on the top of
+the mountain, as I warned you before. And far worse things than that
+will befall you, and your brother too. Take care! I shall not warn you
+again. Now, put on these stockings I have brought you, and let me see if
+these shoes fit."
+
+They were a pair of fine woven black stockings, for which Elsie
+willingly changed her thick grey knitted ones. The shoes were a little
+long, but were soft and easy to her feet, and seemed to Elsie very
+beautiful ones. They were, in fact, a pair of the lady's own, and yet
+were scarcely any too large for Elsie. Then the lady combed out her
+hair, and tied it up with a piece of black ribbon. Elsie felt herself
+very grand indeed.
+
+"Now kiss me, and say, 'Good morning, mamma,'" the lady said, holding
+her cheek down.
+
+Elsie did as she was bidden. "That will do," the lady said. "When you go
+downstairs say 'Good morning' to your Uncle William in the same way. You
+can go now."
+
+Elsie went downstairs. At the door of the room where they had supped the
+night before she met the woman of the house, taking in a plate of eggs,
+coffee, and other good things.
+
+The woman looked at her curiously, but made no remark. Elsie went in,
+and found the gentleman already there. She went forward and bade him
+good morning, as she had been directed.
+
+He lifted up a pair of large black eyes from the paper he was reading,
+and gave her a look which somehow scared her, as he said "Good morning,
+Effie." She stood still, not daring to move at all, and feeling
+extremely frightened and awkward.
+
+"Go and tell your mamma that breakfast is ready," he said, with another
+look.
+
+"Yes, dear, I'm coming," the lady called, in response to Elsie's
+message. "Don't walk so heavily, child!" she exclaimed, as Elsie ran
+downstairs. "I do not know what sort of manners they have taught you at
+that wretched school. Bring your hat down, dear; then we shall be all
+ready to start. You will see that the luggage is in readiness, Mrs.
+Alexander," she added to the woman, who was at that moment coming out of
+the room.
+
+"Yes, ma'am, certainly. And the fly will be round at a quarter to ten
+punctually."
+
+The lady thanked her very sweetly; she was leading Duncan by the hand.
+He had on his overcoat, and held his cap in his hand. Elsie concluded at
+once that this was because he had no jacket, and wondered why the lady
+had not provided one for him as well as clothes for her. The child was
+looking pale and heavy, and, Elsie thought, unhappy.
+
+All the time they were at breakfast the lady and gentleman talked about
+the weather, and the long journey they were going to take, and such
+things, just, Elsie thought, as if Mrs. Alexander were outside
+listening. Elsie was considerably bewildered by the way they spoke of
+her and Duncan.
+
+"Effie is not so much grown as I would have thought," the lady remarked
+to the gentleman, who seemed to be her brother.
+
+"She is very much tanned, and her hands are as brown as berries," he
+replied.
+
+"Ah! that is the natural result of such a country life," the lady
+returned. "She has perfect health."
+
+"Donald does not look so well."
+
+Elsie could make nothing of this strange conversation, but she supposed
+that the lady wished her and Duncan to be taken for some other children
+who were not there. Still this was puzzling, for where could the other
+children be?
+
+Duncan ate very little, and seemed to take that more because he was
+frightened to leave what had been given him than for any hunger.
+
+After breakfast a carriage came to the door, and they drove back again
+to the station from which they had come last night. After a little
+waiting, the train started.
+
+There were no other passengers in the carriage they occupied, and the
+lady and gentleman talked a great deal together. Elsie could not
+understand half that they said, but she heard them mention Edinburgh and
+London, and talk of hotels, and lodgings, and a great many other things,
+which gave her no information; but her heart beat wildly when they spoke
+of London, and she hoped above everything that they would take her
+there, for she had lost all count of the way by now, and would have had
+no more idea in which direction to go, had she been left to herself,
+than she would have had to find her way back to Dunster.
+
+For a while the lady and gentleman were so engaged in talking together,
+that they took no notice of the children. Duncan had seated himself in a
+corner, and was leaning his head against the cushion with a strange
+expression on his face. Elsie, sitting opposite, glanced at him several
+times, as if to inquire what was the matter, but he took no notice. To
+go over and ask him was more than she dared. She was far more frightened
+to move a finger before this strange lady than she had been to disobey
+Mrs. MacDougall in the most flagrant way.
+
+But suddenly the gentleman's eye fell upon Duncan, and he said sharply,
+"That child is ill, Lucy!"
+
+"Nonsense!" said the lady, quickly. "He is putting it on. A good shaking
+will rouse him."
+
+Elsie glanced uneasily at Duncan. He took no notice; his heavy eyelids
+were almost closed. It flashed upon Elsie that what the gentleman said
+was true, although she had not thought of it before.
+
+"I think he is ill," Elsie said, plucking up her courage, for she
+thought it was cruel to talk of shaking him.
+
+"Nonsense! He shall not be ill. Let him dare to!" the lady cried
+angrily.
+
+"It strikes me that he won't be able to help it," the gentleman said,
+with an ugly smile, which seemed to make the lady very angry. "Well now,
+what's to be done? This is a look-out you had not bargained for."
+
+The lady looked puzzled and very much annoyed. She bit her lip, and
+tapped her foot on the floor.
+
+"If he lasts out till we get to London, I don't know that the child
+being ill will interfere with our plans. It might be turned to
+advantage. If not, he must be left behind in Edinburgh," the lady said.
+
+Elsie pricked up her ears. "You do not mean that you would leave him
+without me," she said quickly, thinking her ears must have deceived her.
+
+"He could be brought to London when he was better," the lady said, with
+a glance at the gentleman. "He would be taken care of; but we must go
+on."
+
+"If he stays in Edinburgh, I shall too," Elsie said, with sudden
+decision.
+
+"You will do what I tell you!" the lady said, with one of her terrible
+looks, which so frightened Elsie that she could say nothing, although
+her mind was firmly made up that she would never leave Duncan.
+
+Then they went on talking again, and Elsie heard a great deal of
+discussion about whether they should stay in an hotel or not, and she
+gathered that the presence of herself and Duncan was the point of
+difficulty, for she heard the lady say that she had not been able to get
+him any clothes, and his own were much too coarse and common, and that
+people in Edinburgh would notice much more than simple country-folk like
+Mrs. Alexander.
+
+Elsie had long been doubtful whether these people were kind or not, but
+now she felt sure they were not. She had no idea why they had done all
+they had, but she felt sure it was not from real kindness, and she began
+to feel suspicious that they would be very unkind to Duncan.
+
+It was a very strange thing, and not at all what she had ever read in
+any book, that they should twice have fallen in with unkind people.
+
+By-and-by some other people came into the carriage, and then Mrs.
+Donaldson went and sat by Duncan, putting her arm round him, and drawing
+his head down on to her shoulder.
+
+After being many hours in the train, they arrived at a great place,
+which turned out to be the Waverley Station at Edinburgh. It was such a
+busy, wonderful place, with so many lights and people, that Elsie would
+have been wild with delight if it had not been for her anxiety about
+Duncan.
+
+The gentleman gave some directions to a porter about taking their
+luggage. Then he and the lady took poor Duncan between them and led him
+out into the streets, which were full of people and carriages.
+
+It was, she supposed, because so many people looked at Duncan's pale
+heavy face and tottering steps that the gentleman, after a a few
+minutes, took him up and carried him. They went some little distance,
+till they came to a small shop, the window of which was full of all
+kinds of papers and pictures. The gentleman had some conversation with a
+man behind the counter, who took them into a small room, where the lady
+and gentleman bade them "Good-bye," and left them, saying they would
+come back the next morning.
+
+After a little time, a girl, dirty, ragged, and untidy, came into the
+room, and taking Duncan up in her arms, carried him upstairs, Elsie
+following with a candle.
+
+The house seemed to be a tall one, for there were more stairs than Elsie
+had ever seen in her life, and they were dark, steep, and narrow, so
+that she frequently stumbled. The girl, however, went on quickly enough.
+They paused at several landings with doors, from which came the noise of
+voices, sometimes raised pretty high, as if in anger and dispute.
+
+At last they reached a tiny room, quite up at the top of the house. It
+had a low, sloping roof, much discoloured with damp and dirt, as were
+also the walls. The floor was bare and black with dirt and age, the
+whole apartment squalid and uncomfortable.
+
+The girl laid Duncan down on the bed, and began removing his things with
+a certain amount of gentleness; he seemed quite unable to do anything
+for himself. When she had undressed him, she put back the bed-clothes.
+Then she went away, and once more the children were alone together, and
+very much alone, for Elsie noticed that the girl locked the door before
+she went away.
+
+(_To be continued._)
+
+
+
+
+SOME MORE LITTLE PRESENTS, AND THE WAY TO MAKE THEM.[1]
+
+
+[Footnote 1: See Little Folks, Vol. XVIII., page 291.]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+Are you ready to hear about more things which can be made with a
+penknife? Then I am ready to tell you.
+
+Amongst my acquaintances and friends are certain little toy-boat
+builders, who bestow upon me from time to time boats fashioned by their
+knives; vessels which would not, it is true, encounter stormy seas, and
+therefore are not fitted for use, but which look taut and trim as they
+lie in the quiet harbour of bracket or slab amongst other choice
+ornaments. A rowing-boat, a yacht, a schooner, a man-of-war--all these
+varieties are somewhat commonplace. The construction of them requires
+skill and dexterity, I know, but you do not want a description from me
+of these, and I wish to tell you of something more uncommon than the
+boats we see on our own waters.
+
+Perhaps some of my readers have not attempted anything on so large a
+scale as this I am about to describe. If they are afraid of the size of
+the venture, they can follow the general directions, and make their
+dimensions smaller.
+
+Two boats we want, and four paddles.
+
+The boats are to be in shape and form like the Indian birch-bark canoe:
+this, as you know, has a very distinctive appearance of its own, and is
+quite different from any boat we see on English waters: for this reason,
+although you might be able to find a picture of one in some book, a
+drawing is given for you to study, as your model for shape and form. As
+I have said, we require two of these canoes, and they are to be of
+different sizes. The length of the big one is 12 inches; the depth of
+this boat in the middle is 2 inches; at its stern and prow, which you
+will see are alike also in form, the measurement is 2½ inches.
+
+The length of the little canoe is 9½ inches: in the middle it is 1½
+inches, and prow and stern measure 2 inches.
+
+The particularly bulging sides of boats of this character are the cause
+of the chief difficulty of their construction; fortunately for our
+purpose only one side of the canoes have this protuberance, for this
+reason--these canoes and paddles are placed together and hung up against
+a wall, and therefore one side of each canoe has to be flat in order to
+rest steadily and comfortably against the wall. The interiors of the
+canoes are scooped out, and serve as receptacles for odds and ends.
+
+The paddles of some canoes are short and have wide spoon-like blades at
+each end; these, you see, have not. The length of the pair of big
+paddles is 13 inches; of these inches the blade takes 2½ inches. The
+extreme length of the little paddles is 12 inches; their blades are as
+large as those of their companions.
+
+These four paddles are crossed over each other, and over one another,
+all at the same time standing in an upright position.
+
+The two long paddles cross each other just below the blades, which rear
+themselves aloft; the two short paddles also cross each other near their
+blades, but they are head downwards. When these four brothers are placed
+together in proper juxtaposition, the ends of the little paddles are
+just below, but an inch or so away from the blades of the big paddles.
+The ends of the big paddles descend as far as the bottom of the blades
+of the little paddles. I hope that you are not confused or bewildered:
+the drawing will help to enlighten you.
+
+Against this background of paddles the two canoes are placed: the little
+one uppermost, the larger one a few inches below. Very pretty the whole
+device looks. I should keep the secret until the whole is quite
+complete. The surface of the wood should be made as smooth as satin by
+dint of rubs and scrubs with sand-paper, and then it looks well if left
+without any covering of paint or varnish: the stems of the paddles have
+a little adornment in long specks of red and blue paint.
+
+Now L am going to turn away--for a time at any rate--from whittling of
+wood, and to speak of cutting of cork--that is ordinary corks. So many
+things can be constructed with them by the help of a penknife and liquid
+glue.
+
+The celebrated Cleopatra's Needle is a good object; a wheelbarrow, an
+old-fashioned square arm-chair, a book-case, an old oak chest, a Dutch
+cradle, and many other articles of furniture can be imitated. In
+selecting copies for imitation it is best to choose those of old date,
+made of oak, for the cork resembles old worm-eaten oak when its first
+freshness has gone and its complexion becomes darker. A very pretty and
+uncommon object to copy is that of an old-fashioned clock, a veritable
+"my grandfather's clock," an upright tall eight-day clock that has a
+long chain and a heavy pendulum concealed within its tall case, and that
+shows a big square face with large figures printed on it. I will give
+you a few details about my cork clock, and I think you will make one and
+set it upon a bracket to be admired by all beholders. This miniature
+clock stands 7½ inches high. Its two cases and head are hollow; it is
+built of little blocks of cork of different sizes, fitted neatly
+together, so that at the first glance one imagines each portion to be
+one large piece. The lower part of the clock is 2 inches high and 1½
+inches across. This hollow four-sided case stands on a basement formed
+of cork blocks, which project a wee bit beyond the case; this structure
+is supported by 4 feet of a club-like form. So far so good. Now we will
+raise the structure higher. A case in which the pendulum with its chain
+is supposed to be hanging and swinging and tick-tacking is formed
+likewise of bricks of cork: its length is 2½ inches, its breadth is 1
+inch. Now as the upper case is smaller, you see, than the lower one,
+there would be a cavity, and indeed nothing for the higher one to rest
+upon, so we put little bevelled pieces on the lower case, which fill up
+part of the aperture and give the upper case a resting-place. The door
+of the clock is represented by a narrow thin piece of cork, at least 2
+inches long, placed down the middle of the upper case. Now we have come
+to its head: this is a hollow square, 1½ inches high and wide. A little
+platform is put on the upper case, which projects beyond it all round.
+On this the head stands, and at each corner a little round pillar, the
+height of the head, rears itself up. On the top of the head there is an
+ornamental battlement, composed of dog-tooth pieces of cork. As the
+clock has a head, it ought to have a face; indeed, the face is one of
+the chief parts of a clock. Take a piece of stiff white paper or thin
+cardboard, cut it square the exact size of the head, and on it mark, in
+your neatest style, the proper number of figures and the two black
+hands: fasten the paper on a square of cork the same size, and put it in
+at the back of the head. Keep it in its place by fastening projecting
+blocks of cork to the back of the square; this will keep it steady, and
+prevent the face from falling away from the front of the head. The face
+looks rather too staring if the whole square is seen, therefore fix tiny
+half squares of cork in each of the four corners of the head in front.
+
+E. C.
+
+
+
+
+SUMMER VISITORS.
+
+
+          I fed the birds in the winter,
+            And so in the summer, you see,
+          They flew through my open window,
+            And stayed for a cup of tea.
+  They little thought I was looking, the dear little
+      feathered things,
+  As they hovered o'er cups and saucers, and fluttered
+      their pretty wings.
+
+          For I was standing on tip-toe,
+            In hiding behind the screen,
+          And a livelier chirpier party,
+            I think I have never seen.
+  The air was sweet with the summer, the window
+      stood open wide,
+  My room was a garden of flowers, and lime-trees
+      blossomed outside.
+
+          So the old birds paid me a visit,
+            And the young birds came in their train,
+          For they took my room, with its nosegays,
+            For part of their own domain;
+  While they sipped the cream in my teacups, and
+      daintily pecked my cake,
+  And called to their friends and neighbours, that
+      each and all might partake.
+
+          But just as I stood there watching,
+            Enjoying their chorus gay,
+          My cat stole in from the kitchen,
+            And all of them flew away--
+  With wings that fluttered and quivered, they chirped
+      to another tune,
+  As they flew away through the garden that beautiful
+      day in June.
+
+A.M.
+
+[Illustration: SUMMER VISITORS. (See _p. 140._)]
+
+
+
+
+A NEW GAME FOR CHILDREN.
+
+
+We mention this game--which we believe has never appeared in
+print--because not only many may take part, but like really good games,
+amusement and perhaps some instruction are derived in playing it; and
+any number may play at _the same time_. Let us suppose that ten children
+decide to play this game of "Names." Each player is provided with a long
+strip of paper and a pencil, and if one of the players has a watch so
+much the better; if not a clock must be used. One commences by calling
+out: "Girls' names commencing with A, two minutes allowed." Each player
+then writes down all the girls' names that he (or she) can recollect
+that commence with A, and at the expiration of the two minutes, "time"
+is called. Then the oldest player reads from his (or her) slip all the
+names he or she has written down. Say, Amy, Amabel, Alice, Ann, Annie,
+Amanda, Aileen, &c. All the other players, as the names are read out,
+cancel any name read out. If, for instance, all have written Amy, all
+cancel Amy, and count one mark. Say six players have Amabel, and four
+have not, each of the six count one mark; those who have not thought and
+written down Amabel get nothing for Amabel, and so on through the list.
+The object of the game is to teach the children all girls' and boys'
+names. When the marks have been allotted for all the names, the total of
+marks are read out and noted on each slip. The players then proceed in a
+similar manner for all boys' names commencing with A, such as Alfred,
+Abel, Adam, Andrew, Arthur, &c. The game can be continued till all the
+letters in the alphabet are exhausted, but practically young players
+rarely care to "do" more than thirty sets or fifteen letters
+consecutively. Various names crop up, and the memory is well exercised,
+and children generally vote it great fun. Any one introducing pet or
+fancy names, such as Pussy, Kit, Teddy, &c., forfeits two marks, unless
+it be arranged that they will be allowed.
+
+
+
+
+A DAY ON BOARD H.M.S. _BRITANNIA_.
+
+_By the Rev._ J. CLEMENT P. ALDOUS, _Chief Instructor and Chaplain to
+Cadets_.
+
+
+The _Britannia_ is the training-school for naval officers. All boys who
+are to be fighting officers in the British Navy go to the _Britannia_.
+They enter when they are about thirteen, and stay there two years, and
+from this ship they go as midshipmen to our ships in all parts of the
+world. We are going to pay a visit to the _Britannia_, and see how these
+young naval cadets spend their day.
+
+[Illustration: CADET IN FULL UNIFORM.]
+
+If we want to see the whole day through, we must start early. So we will
+take a boat and go off from the shore at five o'clock in the morning of
+a fine summer day. It is only a row of some 200 yards to reach the
+_Britannia_ from the shore. She is anchored in the middle of the River
+Dart or Dartmouth Harbour.
+
+Have you ever seen one of England's old wooden walls--a three decker?
+How high she stands out of the water! If you will look at the picture
+you will see that there are quite six storeys to this great floating
+house. As you come up to the ship's side in a boat, she towers above you
+like a great cliff--a wooden wall--you can see what these words mean
+now.
+
+Let us step up the ladder; they will be surprised to see us so early.
+The sentry on the middle deck wishes to know our business. "We have come
+to see _everything_," we say, and show our authority for coming.
+
+So we go up a ladder--not a staircase, mind!--to the sleeping deck.
+There we see two long rows of chests, which represent the wardrobe,
+chest of drawers, washing place, private locker, every piece of
+furniture, in fact, which a naval cadet possesses.
+
+Over these hang the hammocks, each the sleeping-place of a cadet. A
+hammock is such a funny thing to sleep in. I dare say you have a string
+hammock on your lawn, in which you sometimes lie on a very hot summer's
+afternoon. But it is a queer bed to sleep in, for your head and your
+heels are both of them stuck up in the air, while your body hangs
+underneath in a graceful curve.
+
+[Illustration: HAMMOCKS ON BOARD THE _BRITANNIA_.]
+
+Half past five is struck, or rather _three bells_, for man-of-war time
+goes by half-hours till eight bells are reached at noon and midnight,
+four and eight o'clock, when it starts again. Three bells! a corporal
+walks along and picks out here and there some unfortunate boy who has
+been misconducting himself the day before--perhaps he was late or
+idle--and he has to "turn out" an hour before the others and stand up
+till they join him. A wretched beginning of a day, especially on a
+winter's morning--to stand shivering on an open deck, while all his
+comrades are peacefully tucked up in their warm hammocks. I think if you
+knew you would get this punishment, my little friend, you would take
+good pains to be in time.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+As we walk round the hammocks we now see the servants busy placing the
+cadets' clothes on their chests, ready for them to dress. There is a
+servant to about ten boys.
+
+By-and-by five bells is struck, half past six, and a bugle rings out a
+merry peal, on the middle deck. It is the _turn-out_ bugle, and you can
+play it on the piano:--
+
+[Illustration: two lines of musical notation]
+
+In a few moments we hear the same bugle-call, far away. The bugler is
+gone off to the _Hindostan_, and he is giving the sound for the other
+boys to turn out.
+
+We only saw half the cadets in their hammocks in the _Britannia_. If you
+will look at the picture on page 145 you will see another smaller ship,
+the _Hindostan_, moored ahead of the _Britannia_. The younger boys sleep
+in "the other ship," as it is called.
+
+What a merry noise there is, as the cadets bound out of their hammocks,
+and rush off to the big salt-water bath, which is fitted in either ship!
+I am glad we are only describing a visit, for were we looking on we
+should get drenched from head to foot.
+
+The corporals walk about among the hammocks to see that all the young
+gentlemen are turned out.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+"Show a leg there, sir! Come along, come along now, now, now, bugle's
+gone long ago, sir," as he finds some sleepy youth, not at all willing
+to show a leg. "Make a start, sir."
+
+Basins are fitted up along the deck for them. They need not use the
+basins in their chests. These must be used at sea when the weather is
+not rough enough to dash the water out over the clothes.
+
+At five minutes past seven a warning bugle is heard, to warn them that
+in ten minutes they must be dressed and ready. Some are kneeling at
+their chests, beginning the morning with prayer for help to live as in
+God's sight all the day. Some are hurrying on their clothes. Some are
+reading the Bible, a few verses, as they have promised their people at
+home never to omit to do.
+
+At a quarter past seven rings out another bugle-call.
+
+[Illustration: line of musical notation]
+
+This means _assembly_, and the cadets all troop down to the middle deck,
+where they form in line, two deep, all along the deck; the port watch in
+the fore part of the ship, and the starboard watch farther aft. This
+division into two parts, starboard watch and port watch, is to accustom
+them to the idea of the whole ship's company being always divided into
+two watches.
+
+The cadet captains stand in front of the two lines, the chief captains
+one at the end of each watch. These are cadets chosen as "monitors" to
+have charge of the others.
+
+The _silence_ bugle sounds, though no one is supposed to make a noise
+after the _assembly_ has sounded. The officer of the day comes along, a
+lieutenant, whose duty it is to look after the cadets that day. "_Open
+order! March_," is his order; "_Rear rank, dress_," says the chief
+captain, and he walks round the two lines, and sees that the cadets are
+properly dressed. That white lanyard you see round their neck is for
+holding their keys. A sailor always has a knife at the end of such a
+lanyard.
+
+"_Close order! March_," and the officer of the day marches them off to
+their various studies for the morning. Let us go and see where they have
+gone. Half of them, one watch, have gone down into the large mess-room.
+They sit round the room at the tables by the ship's side, and prepare
+work for their naval instructors. In a little while the servants will
+lay the middle tables for breakfast, but they do not mind the noise.
+
+Up in the lecture-room, the chaplain has some classes at a Bible lesson.
+Just outside the lecture-room a sailor is teaching some of the boys at a
+model of a ship. On the main-deck of the "other ship," a sergeant is
+drilling some of the boys, and on the place where all stood for the
+first muster cadets are seated on forms, and are being taught by a
+sailor the meaning of some sea expressions, and what they are to do to
+avoid collisions at sea.
+
+So they are busy at work till at ten minutes past eight a bugle goes for
+all to go down into the mess-room, where they range themselves at their
+places for breakfast.
+
+At a quarter past eight the chaplain comes down to read prayers, the
+captain of the ship and the officer of the day coming down too. Then
+breakfast and letters, which are handed round to the fortunate ones.
+
+There is plenty of talk at breakfast; but tea, coffee, and cocoa,
+bread-and-butter, meat of some sort, eggs, bacon, or fish and porridge,
+are very welcome after the hour's work, with which the day has begun.
+
+At a quarter to nine there is a bugle-call which sends a pang to some
+hearts. _Defaulters'_ bugle. Those who have been reported during the
+previous day are told to "fall in on the aft deck," and there they stand
+in a line. The commander comes and hears the report--investigates the
+case--asks what the cadet has to say, and then awards some punishment.
+We have seen one form of it. Then there is extra drill and march out
+with a corporal, or standing up after the others have "turned in," or as
+we should say, gone to bed. Poor fellows! it is a court of justice; and
+they would do well to keep off the aft deck. If the offence is serious,
+it is reported to the captain of the ship, who is head of all. Perhaps
+the offender is reduced to "second class for conduct," and has to wear a
+piece of white tape on his arm, be kept apart from all the others, and
+undergo all sorts of drills and privations.
+
+At nine, the bugle sounds _assembly_--the principal assembly of the day,
+"Cadets' Divisions" it is called. All the officers are present. The
+cadets are again inspected, and they are marched off to their various
+studies for the morning. Mathematics and navigation are learned with the
+naval instructors. Then there are French and drawing, English,
+seamanship, instruments and charts, natural philosophy and many
+difficult things which it is considered necessary for these little
+fellows to master before they are fit to go to sea. If we visit them in
+their class-rooms, we shall see very light cheery rooms built on the
+upper deck, so that they have light from above. There are eight pupils
+only in each room, each having a separate table with a drawer for books.
+The naval instructor is teaching them, with the help of a blackboard, to
+do some questions about ships sailing, or to solve some problem made of
+lines and circles.
+
+The cadets are all taught how to find by the sun and the compass where
+their ship is on the sea, and how they ought to steer her to get from
+place to place.
+
+In another class-room, we find a staff commander teaching a class how to
+use the sextant, which is the sailor's most useful instrument for
+finding his place at sea, from sun and stars; or he may be teaching them
+how to use a chart or to draw a chart themselves.
+
+In the lecture-room a lecture is being given on the steam-engine and the
+ways in which heat is used. Behind the lecturer, in glass cases, are
+many beautiful models for teaching the cadets all about machines, light,
+heat, sound, magnetism, and electricity, such as would make many boys
+long to pull them about for a while, and see how they work.
+
+We might go and learn how the sails are set and furled from one of these
+fine models of ships, or how anchors and cables are managed from
+another.
+
+In this little room, called the "Sick Bay," we find some poor fellows
+who have to lie in bed. One has caught a cold, and one has cut his foot
+in bathing. Fortunately, the Sick Bay is most frequently empty, for the
+_Britannia_ life is a very healthy one.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+There are eight studies like the one where we saw the naval instructor
+teaching navigation, four in each ship. In the _Hindostan_ we find two
+Frenchmen teaching their classes how to read and write French, and two
+drawing studies, in one of which they are taught to draw models with the
+aid of ruler and compasses. In the other they are learning the use of
+paints and paint-brushes. It is so useful for a young boy to be able to
+make sketches in water colours of all the pretty places he goes to; some
+of them are really quite clever at it before they leave.
+
+We hear a noise of marching about; the bell is struck four times; ten
+o'clock. The French classes are only an hour long, and boys are changing
+class-rooms.
+
+[Illustration: 1. THE CADETS' BOAT-HOUSE AND BOATS; 2. THE _BRITANNIA_
+AND _HINDOSTAN_. (_See pp. 143, 146._)]
+
+At five minutes to eleven there is a bugle-call, followed by a
+hurry-scurry; the whole ship is alive at once. There is an interval of a
+quarter of an hour. Leap-frog in the open air on the upper deck; running
+after one another till they get out of breath; fun of all sorts
+immediately becomes the order of the day, and certainly this quarter of
+an hour is right well spent in throwing off the evil effects of working
+too hard.
+
+It is too soon interrupted by the warning bugle. And the whole ship
+sinks into silence as the cadets go back to their studies; those who
+have been at seamanship or drawing going to the harder work of
+mathematics.
+
+At one o'clock study is over for the morning, and a good hard morning's
+work it has been for the boys, since a quarter past seven, with a break
+for breakfast, and an interval for play.
+
+On half-holidays, work is over at twelve, and we shall soon see how they
+spend their half-holidays. Bugle--"wash hands," and then the merry bugle
+which means dinner.
+
+Before and after dinner, a blessing is asked by the chief captain of
+cadets. When the cloth has been removed and grace has been said, away
+they rush for a short time of fun before study at two, and they do a
+somewhat light class of work till half-past three.
+
+This is the happy time of all the day, and so you would think if you saw
+them.
+
+Before you would have thought they could be all fairly out of their
+studies, you will see many of them rushing down to the large boats,
+which are waiting alongside. They are dressed in white flannel trousers,
+which they are all obliged to put on before going ashore. It is a fine
+sight to see these boats, one on each side of the ship, filled full of
+boys, all eager to get to their games.
+
+We must follow them ashore. But first, I must tell you that in winter
+they go directly after dinner, and stay ashore till four o'clock. They
+then have their afternoon study from half past four till six.
+
+It is much better for the boys to have daylight for their run ashore,
+instead of waiting till daylight has all gone, and landing at half past
+three to find it soon become dark.
+
+On Wednesday and Saturday, when there is a half-holiday, they have
+dinner at twelve and land directly after. And then they are free in
+summer till a quarter to seven. What a royal time most schoolboys would
+think this! No roll-call. They are quite free to go as far as they like,
+for there are no bounds, except the town.
+
+They are on their honour not to go into houses. This, and their promise
+not to bathe at any but the appointed time and place, are the only
+restrictions put upon them.
+
+But we must hurry after them, or they will get the start of us, and we
+shall lose them.
+
+We have not far to go before we catch them. A bugle sounds, and a
+hundred and twenty forms plunge from the bathing-stage and quay into the
+water. The bright harbour is dotted with the heads of swimmers. Some
+backward boys are being taught to swim in a "swimming-tray," a thing
+like a flat-bottomed barge, sunk with its bottom about four feet below
+the surface. A capital place it is for teaching youngsters to swim. But
+all soon learn, and are free to join the others in sporting about and
+cutting capers in the water. A warning bugle of one note says "it will
+soon be time to get out," and by the time the bugle sounds fifteen
+minutes from the first, they must all get out of the water.
+
+The gymnasium--the building in the top left-hand corner of the picture
+on p. 145--is close by. Here they must go through a series of exercises,
+and they are obliged to attend till they can do them. "Compulsory Gyms,"
+is not a favourite, so they like to get through and be free.
+
+Here are the "blue boats,"--boats which they may have by themselves,
+gigs for four to pull, skiffs for two or one. They may row about
+wherever they like, and when the new boys first come, they are very fond
+of going out in boats as often as they can. They have to take turns with
+one another in using them. There are six little sailing-cutters too,
+which the elder cadets may take and sail by themselves. Then, besides,
+there is a fine yacht, a schooner, which they may sail on a holiday,
+when ten or twelve wish to go.
+
+These young fellows have every sort of game. We turn away from the
+water, and follow some who are mounting a steep path. Here is the
+racquet-court--four are playing racquets and four playing fives.
+
+And climbing still higher up the hill, we get to the cricket-field, a
+glorious sweep of grass with nets for cricket and lawn tennis, as much
+as heart could wish.
+
+In the summer, there is a match at cricket between the _Britannia_
+eleven and some neighbours every half-holiday, and the _Britannias_
+usually win, though they play the best elevens round. Their officers
+play with them.
+
+There is a flow of boys with paper bags from a suspicious-looking little
+house in the corner of the field. Ah! I thought as much. No schoolboy
+can do without his sweetstuff, and here it is. "Stodge" they call it, a
+horrible name, but very true. I am sure much more sensible are those who
+walk off to the neighbouring village of Stoke Fleming, where they can
+get a nice tea from Mrs. Fox from sixpence to a shilling.
+
+We well remember how shocked Mrs. Fox was to come in and find the elder
+son of the Prince of Wales chopping sticks in her kitchen; for these two
+young princes six years ago spent a cadet's life of two years, and lived
+with the others, and worked and played exactly like the rest.
+
+The _Britannia_ life, you will see, is a very free and happy life. "Work
+while you work and play while you play" is the motto, and there is
+plenty of work and plenty of play for all who will have it.
+
+In the afternoon of a half-holiday, when there is a grand cricket-match,
+and the band plays, and many ladies come to grace the field, there is
+not a brighter sight in all the country side, for the field stands in
+the prettiest place possible, with lovely country, sea and hills, to be
+seen around.
+
+But it is time for all to go back--the longest afternoons must end, and
+the letter B, a square flag with a red middle, which is hoisted to
+recall them, is already displayed on the _Britannia's_ mast.
+
+A bell in the cricket-field says "play is over," and down they go in
+twos and threes to find the same big boats ready to take them back.
+
+It has been a fine afternoon, and the field and sports have looked at
+their best. But if it had rained hard, and when the cadets came out from
+dinner, or from study, they had found the words "No Landing!" hanging by
+the ship's clock, there would have been no such fun. It is a long
+afternoon when it rains, and they are tied to the ship.
+
+Tea at seven, or a quarter past--a merry meal with all the stories of
+the day to tell. Sometimes an accident--a boy has fallen down the cliff,
+or been hit in the field--will throw a damp over all. Sometimes they
+will be all alive with the discussion of a piece of news--there is to
+be a war. In six months some of them will be fighting. Sometimes an
+adventure, an irate farmer has caught two in his wheat, and has chased
+them and possessed himself of a cap. They will see that cap next
+morning, and its owner will be standing on the aft deck at 8.45 for
+judgment.
+
+In the winter there is a pack of beagles, which lead the cadets a fine
+chase over the country.
+
+"Oh! they are spoiled, these boys!" you will say. But wait till you see
+them, in a year's time, broiling under a tropical sun, cruising for
+weeks in a boat after slavers, and living on a short allowance of dry
+food and water. These young fellows are welcome to a happy life while
+they can get it.
+
+For tea they have cold meat, or something else substantial. After tea,
+work for those who have it to do, in two studies, which are kept quiet,
+or in the mess-room.
+
+The band plays, and some cadets dance with one another on the open
+middle deck.
+
+And at a quarter past nine, prayers are read in the mess-room, and the
+bugle sounds "Turn in."
+
+And the ship is silent till the day begins again.
+
+
+
+
+ANDY'S BRAVE DEED.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+"ARTHUR! Arthur!" Kitty called, as she ran down the garden path.
+
+Her brother was lying under the beech-trees at the foot of the garden. A
+copy-book lay on the grass before him, in which he was writing with a
+pencil. Arthur wrote poems, and histories, and tragedies, which he and
+his companions acted for the edification of their relations and friends.
+At this moment he was composing a story which he intended should be very
+thrilling. He had only got as far as the two first sentences.
+
+"Charles was determined to have some adventures. So he went into a wood
+and met a tiger."
+
+At this point he heard his sister calling to him.
+
+"What is it, Kitty? I wish you wouldn't interrupt me just now. I'm very,
+very busy."
+
+"Oh, Arthur, I wish you would come and see a little boy who's at the
+gate. He looks so hungry."
+
+Arthur rose somewhat slowly, and went to the boy. Like all authors, he
+didn't much like being called away in the full swing of literary
+production. He proceeded to a little side gate which opened on to the
+highway and the open fields beyond. Here Arthur found a boy about a year
+younger than himself, bareheaded and barefooted, without a coat, and
+with a very worn and ragged shirt and trousers. The little fellow looked
+both tired and hungry, and his wearied look would have touched harder
+hearts than those of Arthur and Kitty.
+
+"Are you hungry?" Arthur asked.
+
+"Yes, vera. I've no had onything sin' yesterday."
+
+"I'm sure he's telling the truth. You have only to look at him," said
+Kitty, who now joined him.
+
+"Well, we might get him something to eat, anyhow. You stay there, boy,
+till we come back."
+
+Arthur and Kitty went into the house together, and presently returned
+with a very large slice of bread, a piece of cheese to correspond, and a
+bit of cold pudding, that would have alone satisfied the appetites of
+two ordinary boys, even though extraordinarily hungry. It was as much as
+the lad could do to hold them all, and he thanked his young benefactors
+more by looks than words.
+
+On the following morning, shortly after breakfast, Arthur's mother
+said--
+
+[Illustration: "THE LITTLE FELLOW LOOKED BOTH TIRED AND HUNGRY" (_p.
+147_).]
+
+"I should like you to take something for me to Mrs. Stewart's to-day,
+Arthur. There are several things I should like to send her. I have a
+small cheese and a pot of currant jelly that can go. Then I want her to
+have one of those young Dorking hens your father got the other day. I'll
+give you a small basket for that."
+
+Mrs. Stewart was a very old friend of the family, having been the nurse
+of Arthur and Kitty, and of their mother before them.
+
+Arthur set out with his leather bag strapped across his back, and the
+basket containing a little Dorking hen in his hand. Presently he became
+aware how hot it was getting, and when he reached a small clump of trees
+near a hay-field he thought he would sit down and rest a while. He had
+been walking about an hour by this time. He thought he never recollected
+such a warm day. Arthur began to feel very sleepy. He rubbed his eyes to
+keep himself awake, but his head nodded more and more, and before he was
+well aware of it he was fast asleep, lying huddled together on the bank
+on which he had sat down.
+
+Arthur must have been asleep nearly an hour, when he awoke with a sudden
+start. The sun was high up in the heavens, and he judged it to be nearly
+midday. He got upon his feet hurriedly and caught up his basket. It felt
+lighter, he thought, and hastily lifting the wicker lid he found that
+it was empty. The little Dorking hen was gone!
+
+[Illustration]
+
+Astonishment was the first feeling in Arthur's mind, then perplexity and
+mortification. What would his mother think of his carelessness and
+unbusinesslike qualities. It seemed he could not be trusted to execute
+this simplest message. What was he to do? He searched all the ground in
+the immediate neighbourhood in the hope of discovering the little hen
+hidden behind some bush or clump of ferns. But she was nowhere to be
+seen, and he was in sore perplexity and chagrin.
+
+Then he picked up his empty basket, and continued on his way. There was
+nothing for it but to take the cheese and the pot of jelly to Mrs.
+Stewart, explain matters to her, and return another day with another
+hen, if his mother so decided, as it was probable she would. He walked
+on with a pretty downcast heart.
+
+He was now ascending a hill, and when he reached the top an unexpected
+sight met his eyes. A crowd of people were gathered in the plain below.
+They made a large circle, and it was evident that the attention of
+everybody forming the circle was concentrated on what was going on
+within it. Flags were flying, and the strains of a military band floated
+up to Arthur, where he stood on the top of the hill. On the outskirts of
+the crowd a number of carriages and other vehicles were standing, filled
+with ladies and gentlemen.
+
+Then Arthur recollected that this was the day of the Highland gathering
+of the county. A dance was going on as he approached, and four tall and
+stalwart Highlanders in complete national costumes, bonneted and kilted,
+were leaping and wheeling, cracking their fingers and uttering shrill
+cries as they danced with astonishing vigour and adroitness on a raised
+wooden platform.
+
+But Arthur's attention had hardly been turned upon the dancers when it
+was diverted in another direction. What should he catch sight of, a good
+deal to his astonishment, but his little Dorking hen stepping quietly
+about among the people, unconcerned and unmoved by the stir and the
+bustle, paying heed to nobody, and no one giving heed to it.
+
+At the moment Arthur caught sight of his truant hen, it was passing
+under a carriage, quietly pecking among the grass and ferns in its
+march. So he approached, and cautiously bent down on his hands and knees
+to get at the hen. It was almost within his grasp when a sharp report
+rang through the air--a rifle-discharge, the signal for a foot-race to
+begin. The next moment he felt a heavy blow on his shoulder, which
+knocked him flat upon his back. A mist rose up before his eyes, in which
+the whole world around him seemed to float for a moment; then he felt
+himself being dragged suddenly and forcibly backward, and then he knew
+no more.
+
+Arthur had gone off in a faint; but it only lasted a few moments. When
+he came to himself, he beheld a little crowd of people gathered round
+him, and a man was bending down and bathing his forehead with a wet
+handkerchief. Then he saw another figure stretched on the ground at his
+side, quite motionless and silent. It was the form of a boy; the face
+was turned upwards, and to his great astonishment Arthur found that it
+was the poor lad to whom he and his sister had given the food on the
+previous day.
+
+"I saw the whole thing. It was all over in a twinkling," a gentleman was
+saying. "The boy was bending under the carriage reaching forwards to
+secure the bird. At that moment the gun went off, the horses started
+forward, and the wheel came against the boy, and knocked him backward.
+Just then this poor little fellow rushed forward right among the wheels
+of the carriage, caught the boy, and dragged him out, but not in time to
+save himself. The wheel passed over his leg, and I am afraid it is badly
+hurt."
+
+By this time Arthur was on his feet.
+
+"Oh! he is not dead, Dr. Bruce, is he?" he asked of the gentleman, who
+was busy examining the boy, and whom he knew quite well as the doctor of
+the district.
+
+"No, not so bad as that, I hope; but a rather bad break, I am afraid.
+It was a close shave for _you_, laddie. But for this brave boy the
+carriage-wheel would have passed right over you."
+
+"What are you going to do with the poor boy, doctor? Do you know who he
+is, or anything about him?" a lady asked, whom Arthur recognised as Lady
+Elmslie.
+
+"No, I never saw him before. But we must get him to Redloaning as
+quickly as possible, and have him taken to some cottage."
+
+"See that he has everything that is necessary, doctor; and send up to
+Inverweir, if you can't get all you require in the village," Lady
+Elmslie said. It was her horses that had started forward at the
+discharge of the gun, and had been the cause of the accident.
+
+A man now stepped forward, and said, "Ye'll just let me carry the laddie
+to the village, doctor. I'll start the noo, and I'll carry him easier
+like than any kind o' trap, ye ken."
+
+"A good idea, Stoddart. Lift him gently."
+
+"I'll do that. He's a bit hero, puir laddie; an' we mauna let him dee
+for his brave deed."
+
+Stoddart lifted the still unconscious boy in his strong arms like an
+infant, and starting off carried him in the direction of Redloaning.
+
+"Take him to Mrs. Aikman's cottage, and I'll be there as soon as you,"
+the doctor said. In a few minutes he mounted his horse and followed in
+the same direction.
+
+[Illustration: "ARTHUR BEGAN TO FEEL VERY SLEEPY" (_p. 148_).]
+[Illustration: "STODDART ... CARRIED HIM" (_p. 149_).]
+
+Meanwhile Arthur stood by hearing all that was said with anxious
+interest. Though not much hurt, he was a good deal shaken, and was still
+trembling from head to foot.
+
+"Are you sure you are not hurt too, Arthur Dalrymple?" Lady Elmslie
+asked, looking into the boy's white and startled face.
+
+"Oh, no, I'm not hurt; but that poor boy, Lady Elmslie, will he be all
+right again soon?"
+
+"I hope so. We will do all we can for him. Don't you know anything about
+him, either? But stop! Get up here beside me and I'll drive you home;
+and you can tell me all you know about it."
+
+Arthur got into the carriage. He rapidly decided that he would return
+home at once, and give up all thoughts of going to Mrs. Stewart's
+to-day. On the way home he told Lady Elmslie as briefly as possible all
+he knew about the little boy who had been the means of saving probably
+his life.
+
+Lady Elmslie set Arthur down at the garden gate, but did not go with him
+into the house. Then Arthur had to recount to his father, his mother,
+and Kitty all the morning's adventures in detail, which he did in a
+somewhat excited manner.
+
+"I shall walk over to Redloaning and see how the poor boy is doing this
+evening," Mr. Dalrymple said.
+
+Mr. Dalrymple, much to his relief, found that the boy, his son's
+preserver, was progressing as favourably as the case permitted. The poor
+boy was manifestly suffering much pain, but he made no complaint or
+murmur. He was able to tell his simple story.
+
+On the previous day when he had first seen Arthur and his sister, he
+had been on his way to Redloaning from the neighbouring village of
+Westburn, to see if he could get any kind of light employment in the
+former place. His mother was dead, and his father had lately enlisted in
+the army, leaving his boy to his own fate and fortunes. He had succeeded
+in obtaining a situation in Redloaning as a message-boy, but the place
+would not be vacant for a few days. So after passing a night in the
+village he was returning next day to Westburn, to remain there until he
+could enter upon his new duties. He was attracted by the show and stir
+and bravery of the games, and, like Arthur, lingered a while to watch
+the gay on-goings.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+There he saw his young benefactor of the previous day before the latter
+saw him. The kindness and generosity of Arthur and his sister were yet
+fresh in his heart; the moment came when he saw an opportunity of
+repaying those kind offices, and I have tried to show you how he seized
+and used it.
+
+Andy received the tenderest nursing, and more kindness and gentleness,
+probably, were compressed into the weeks he lay in bed than had fallen
+to his lot during the whole of his previous life.
+
+"Arthur," Kitty said, on the first day that her brother and she saw
+Andy, "hasn't it all been strange about Andy and you?" Then a funny
+little smile came into her eyes, and she added, "You see, Arthur,
+_Charles was determined to have some adventures_, as you wrote; but it
+was you who got them. By-the-bye, you never told us what became of the
+little hen."
+
+"I can't tell you. I never saw it again. I don't think it was hurt by
+the carriage, and it may be wandering about the hill-side still, and
+perhaps it may wander back home again."
+
+Andy's progress towards complete recovery from his hurt was slow and at
+times painful. But at last he did get well and strong again. When he was
+quite able for work, instead of taking the situation at Redloaning,
+which had been long since filled up, he went into Mrs. Dalrymple's
+service as assistant to the gardeners at Fircroft, a post he was still
+filling with much success and credit when I last heard of him.
+
+/*
+ROBERT RICHARDSON.
+*/
+
+
+
+
+LITTLE TOILERS OF THE NIGHT.
+
+II THE FISHER-BOY.
+
+
+"Benny, so here we are then," said the sturdy-looking sailor, as Ben,
+the "Reading-Boy," went running up to the railway station at Liverpool
+Street, London, just as the last shower of night rain was blowing away
+over the houses, and the sun was just peeping out and giving the grey
+sky a tint of salmon colour. "I'm glad as you've got from this mornin'
+to Wednesday, Benny, becos you see it's a pretty long v'yge from here to
+Yarmouth, and I'm glad you're in good time, Ben; an' I'm glad as your
+precious mother has made you put a coat over your jacket. 5.15 the train
+goes, Ben."
+
+"What fun it is, eh, uncle! Only fancy my going down to the sea! Why, I
+shouldn't want to come back if it wasn't for mother."
+
+"Now don't you be a rollin' stone, Benny. It's all very fine for fair
+weather sailors, to go and sit about on the beach, and p'raps be rowed
+out a little way, or take a trip when everything's smooth below and
+aloft, but just you find yerself aboard one of our smacks, in the North
+Sea, one night when there's a stiff sea on, and the wind cuttin' your
+hair off your head, and your hands stiff and blue with haulin' on to the
+trawl-nets, and you'd tell a different story. No, no, I don't _think_ as
+you're cut out for a fisher-boy, or leastways a smack-boy, for that's
+what they call 'em."
+
+"A smack-boy! that's a queer name," said Ben, laughing.
+
+"Ah, ain't it? and there's a double meanin' in it too, for I can tell
+you the smack-men ain't very slow for to give the youngsters a knock
+over the head, or a smack of the face, or a rope's-endin'. But as it's
+Yarmouth we're bound for, you will soon see what our fisheries are
+really like; and there, too, you'll find our men hard at it in
+tarpaulins or canvas frocks, and wet through and through perhaps, and
+not much time to get a drop of hot coffee nor a bit to eat. Think of
+that, Benny."
+
+Ben looked serious when he heard this, and it was not till they had
+taken their seats in the railway-carriage, and were rattling along far
+beyond the houses and amidst the trees and fields of the country that he
+began to talk again.
+
+"Don't the boys that go fishing like their business?" he asked.
+
+"Well, you see," said his uncle, "they've _got_ to like it, because when
+they're once in it they can't well turn to anything else. It's a rough,
+hard life, especially for the young 'uns, Benny. Not so hard as it used
+to be, though. I can remember when I was a younker we used to go fishing
+for cod off the Dogger Bank, which is a great ridge of hills at the
+bottom of the sea, not far from the coast of Holland. We'd be out for a
+good while, and not have much to eat except cod b'iled or cod fried in a
+pan; and if there was much sea on, and the wind blowin' a gale, it was a
+hard matter to cook it at all. Now the cutters bring us some of our meat
+and vegetables and soft bread; but still the boys have a hard time.
+
+"If it's the herring-boys, they have to watch the floats--the big, round
+things that you'll see at the edge of the nets, Ben--to keep them near
+the top of the water; and whether it's drift-nets or trawling-nets, they
+must take their share of hauling in and of playing out, night or day.
+More than that, too: any sort of work is boy's work, whether it's to
+swab the decks or to take a turn at frying fish in the cooking-galley,
+or paying a boat with tar, or helping to take a boat-load of fish off to
+the cutter in bad weather, when the waves tosses so that the fish, being
+loose, may slide, so that one side of the boat may heel over, and before
+you know where you are you're capsized and struggling in the dark, cold
+sea, with a singing in your ears, and the faint cries of your mates just
+as bad off as you are."
+
+"But, of course, it isn't always so bad," said Ben.
+
+"Well, no; and there's times when we've no call to grumble. Such weather
+as this, when there's green sea and blue sky, and bright sun overhead
+and clear moonlight nights, with fresh and light breezes to take the
+sail. Nothing could seem more pleasant than the life of a fisherman if
+it was always like that; but then, this isn't exactly fishing weather,
+Ben, and however fine it may be the boys haven't any idle time of it.
+
+"There's always ropes to splice, or sails or nets to mend, or something
+to clean or to scrape, or to pay down with tar; and if there's any good
+in going out at all the nets must be looked to and lowered and hauled
+in. Even on Sundays there's things to be attended to by the lads, and
+though I don't say as 'ow boys is made to do useless work, yet, when
+they're there on that day, they toil pretty hard for little 'uns.
+
+"And now, Ben, if you don't object, I'm going to smoke a bit o' bacca,
+and then you can rest your tongue a bit, if you like."
+
+But Ben had a hundred more questions to ask about the fishing-boats, or
+"smacks," as they are called, and how many of them there were, and how
+many fish they caught at a time; and his uncle, who settled comfortably
+down and lighted his pipe, told him a great deal about them.
+
+And Ben was surprised to hear that there are many thousands of men and
+boys who go out to catch the millions and millions of all sorts of fish
+that are sent to the markets in the large towns of England by railway
+nearly every day. He had been to Billingsgate Market in Thames Street,
+and to the new fish-market in Smithfield, and had seen the great piles
+of cod-fish, and skates, and soles, and plaice, and the boxes and
+baskets of white fresh herrings, and the beautiful shining mackerel, but
+he did not know how great was the number of herrings, and pilchards, and
+cod-fish that were also salted and put in barrels to be sent from
+England to foreign countries. He knew what bloaters were, of course, and
+had heard that they were herrings just a little salted and smoked over
+burning wood, but how was he to know that at Yarmouth there was a great
+fleet of herring-boats, and that in the cold November weather they went
+far out to sea in the mist and rain, and were night after night hauling
+in the great nets full of glistening silver fish?
+
+His uncle was the owner of two smacks, but he did not go
+herring-fishing. He was what is called a trawler, and he and his men and
+boys used a different sort of net. The herring-nets are called
+drift-nets, and catch the fish that swim in shoals, which means a large
+number together, near the surface of the sea; but the trawl-nets are
+shaped like a long purse or bag open at the mouth. These nets go to the
+bottom of the sea, and in them are caught cod, whiting, soles, and other
+fish that lie at the bottom, and swim deep down in the water.
+
+When Ben's uncle was a smack-boy the trawlers, after they had caught as
+many fish as they could carry in a deep well in their boat, used to
+sail away as fast as they could to Billingsgate Market, or to some place
+where people would buy their fish and send it by railway to London; but
+now the old fisherman said they had much bigger vessels, and would stay
+out sometimes for four or five weeks tossing about in the North Sea, or,
+as it is sometimes called, the German Ocean, and dragging the great
+trawl-nets night and day.
+
+"Not much time to play, Ben, my boy," said the bluff old fellow.
+"Sometimes not too much to eat either, except fish and biscuit, and not
+much room to sleep in when you turn in to your hard wooden bunk and pull
+a rough blanket over you to keep out the cold."
+
+"But you don't keep the fish long on board, do you, uncle?" asked Ben.
+
+"No, no, my lad. A fast-sailing boat that we call a cutter comes and
+goes from shore to the fleet of trawlers, and takes the fish off;
+backwards and forwards it goes, and away goes the fish directly it's
+sold--up to London, or elsewhere, where there's millions of mouths
+waiting for it. Ah! I well remember when the smack-boys, or the
+fisher-boys, would have to help to take the fish off in a boat to the
+cutter on a dark night, and many a time the poor fellows would get
+capsized, and afterwards go down in that cold North Sea. Hard work, my
+lad, hard fare; and in danger half the time. Things are better now,
+perhaps; but we're out longer a good deal, and there's a big fleet that
+belongs to a company that keeps the men and the boys out for weeks at a
+time, and fetches all that they catch, so that by the time they get
+ashore the poor fellows are pretty near worn out. Of course the cutter
+takes out food for 'em, but it can't take 'em out warmth and dry
+clothes, and snug beds, and every year there is some of the vessels
+lost, and perhaps all on board lost too."
+
+"Well," says Ben, looking very solemn; "there's some that get lost on
+land too. They fall ill or get a bad cough, or have some sort of
+accident with machinery or something, you know, uncle; but we're obliged
+to work all the same."
+
+"Well said, my boy Ben," said the fisherman. "The thing is to do our
+duty, whatever it may be, and to pray that we may be made able to do it.
+Some of our smack-boys go to school when they're at home, and there's a
+mission-room where they go to hear and to read the Bible, and have teas
+and singing, and various treats, and some fun too sometimes. Yes, things
+are better than they used to be in my young days."
+
+It was a long journey to Yarmouth, but Ben greatly enjoyed it, and when
+he and his uncle got there they went at once to have a look at the sea.
+
+Such a great broad expanse of soft yellowish sandy beach, where the
+great waves came rolling in! such a long pier where people were fishing
+with hooks and lines, and sometimes catching a codling or a whiting!
+"I'll go and have a try at that by-and by," said Ben; "but what are
+those great wooden towers that look like a sort of big puzzle stuck up
+on end?"
+
+"They're the look-out towers, Ben. Now, do you see that cutter over
+yonder, coming into shore with its big sail like a sea-bird's wing? Keep
+your eye on it for a minute, and then look at the top of that tower, and
+you'll see that there are men there that have got their eyes and their
+telescopes on it too. Now do you see these carts coming along, and do
+you see those black barges floating ready to pull out when the cutter
+comes near in shore? The cutter will unload a rare lot of fish. The men
+on the look-out tower saw her coming, and signalled to the barges and
+the carts to be ready. That shipload of fish will be off by a special
+train to-night, Ben; and if you were in London you might, if you could
+afford it, have some of it."
+
+"But where's the herrings--the Yarmouth bloaters, you know?" asked Ben.
+
+"Ah, well! this isn't the time to see so much of them. It's in the
+winter you see the herring-smacks come in at the herring-wharf over
+yonder, and hundreds of baskets full of the shining fellows brought
+ashore and sold, and sent off fresh in no time; while others are kept
+here to turn into bloaters, or red herrings, or kippers. Those sheds in
+the yard over there are where hundreds of women and girls set to work to
+salt or pack the herrings in barrels; the bloaters are what we call
+cured in the herring-office."
+
+"That's a funny name," said Ben.
+
+"Yes; and it's funny what goes on there. The herrings are brought
+ashore, are shot out of the baskets on to the stone floor, shovelled
+into big tubs to be washed, and then threaded through the gills on to
+long laths of wood. Then these laths with the rows of herrings strung on
+'em are hung in frames from wall to wall of a top room, like a barn with
+a stone floor, and a hole in the roof. When that room's full of herrings
+all hanging in rows--thousands and thousands o' fish--a fire of oak
+chips and logs is lighted on the floor, and the smoke going all among
+the herrings, and only by degrees getting out of the hole in the roof,
+the fish are smoked; and them that's salted first is red herrings, and
+them that's only just touched dry with the smoke like are bloaters.
+
+"So now we'll get down to our lodging, and have some supper, Ben; and so
+to bed, that we may be up early in the morning; but don't you dream
+about being a smack-boy, or you won't sleep at all sound, I can tell
+you."
+
+/*
+THOMAS ARCHER
+*/
+
+
+
+
+THEIR WONDERFUL RIDE.
+
+[Illustration: "TWO LITTLE FOLK WERE RIDING."]
+
+
+  As I passed down the pathway
+     I heard a merry pair
+  Shout from behind the garden wall,
+     "Let's ride the old brown mare."
+
+  With whip and voice I heard them
+     Urge on the maddened steed,
+  Whilst to my frantic warnings
+     They paid no single heed.
+
+  Then quickly down the garden,
+     Trembling with fear and fright,
+  And bursting open wide the door
+     I saw this curious sight:--
+
+  Upon a wooden railing
+     That ran down from the wall,
+  Two little folk were riding,
+     Quite safe from fear or fall.
+
+  "Why, auntie, what's the matter?"
+     Shouted the merry pair;
+  "You cannot think what fun it is
+     To ride the old brown mare!"
+
+
+
+
+OUR SUNDAY AFTERNOONS.
+
+NEBUCHADNEZZAR'S DREAM OF THE HUGE TREE.
+
+
+A Mighty king lay stretched upon a magnificent bed of gold. His head
+rested upon pillows of crimson satin, beautifully embroidered with gold,
+and studded with golden spangles and precious stones. Over him was a
+coverlet of crimson satin, also adorned with gold: and everything in his
+chamber was in keeping with the richness of his couch.
+
+Costliest delicacies and oldest wines had weighed down his supper-table,
+round which had sat some of earth's grandest and most powerful lords. He
+had been lulled to sleep with soft strains of sweetest music.
+Ever-watchful attendants stood by him, as he slept, and cooled his brow
+with gentle breezes stirred up to life by fairy fans. His last thoughts
+had been of his vast wealth, his uninterrupted prosperity, and his great
+power. He was king of kings, and the whole world trembled at his feet.
+He had attained to the highest pinnacle of glory. Earth had yielded to
+him its most costly treasures, and had nothing more that she could give.
+Men had profusely showered upon him their highest flatteries, and
+addressed him in humblest language.
+
+Yet his sleep was troubled. His brow grew dark, and the colour deepened
+upon his cheeks. He breathed heavily and moved nervously on his
+luxurious bed, which, grand as it was, could not give him rest. Hundreds
+of years afterwards it was said of the bruised and bleeding martyr
+Stephen, that he sank peacefully to rest amid a shower of stones, and
+the yells and hoots of bitterest enemies; for in all circumstances He
+can give "His beloved sleep." But this flattered son of pomp and
+splendour, this mighty king, upon whose very breath seemed to hang the
+fate of nations, tossed restlessly upon his bed of gold and purple. No,
+he knew nothing of that joy and peace that pass all understanding, which
+the world can neither give nor take away, and which has converted many a
+fiery furnace into a shadow from the heat.
+
+Over those who love Him God watches in the night, and holds sweetest
+communion with them, as through the long dark hours they lie upon their
+beds; but to the wicked He sends no thought of comfort or consolation.
+He does not soothe them to rest with the remembrance of His loving care.
+And often He troubles them with dark thoughts and unwelcome dreams, that
+banish true repose.
+
+So this wicked king, Nebuchadnezzar, who lived for himself, and not for
+God, who enriched himself at the expense of others, who closed his ears
+to the cry of the fatherless and the widows, and who passed by judgment
+and justice and mercy, was perplexed with a mysterious dream.
+
+He saw, growing in the middle of the earth, a mighty tree, which reared
+its lofty head to the skies, and, on every side, sent out boughs to the
+ends of the world. Large bright green leaves thickly covered its
+branches, from which hung, in unheard-of abundance, great clusters of
+fruit. The beasts of the field found under it a grateful shadow from the
+heat of the burning sun. The fowls of the air came and built their nests
+in its leafy branches, and there laid their eggs, and reared their
+young, and joyously sang out their gladness. All was bright and
+beautiful; and the sleeping king, as he gazed wonderingly at the giant
+tree, admired its grandeur and its greatness.
+
+To what length of days, he thought, might this majestic tree not attain!
+and how would the earth be able to hold it if it should go on increasing
+in size?
+
+But suddenly there was a fluttering in the air; and down from the bright
+heavens came "a watcher and an holy one," who was terrible in his
+strength, and whose face shone like the sun. Judgment, and not mercy,
+was written upon his forehead. And oh, his voice! How dreadful it
+sounded to the startled king, who would gladly have closed his ears to
+it.
+
+"Hew down the tree," the Angel cried, with a voice of thunder, his eyes,
+which were like balls of fire, flashing with righteous indignation. "Hew
+down the tree, and cut off his branches; shake off his leaves, and
+scatter his fruit. Warn the beasts to get from under it, lest they be
+crushed with its weight. And bid the little birds leave its branches.
+But do not destroy the tree. Leave the stump of his roots in the earth.
+Let it be wet with the dew of heaven; and let his portion be with the
+beasts in the grass of the earth. Let his heart be changed from man's,
+and let a beast's heart be given unto him; and let seven times pass over
+him."
+
+What a strange dream for a king to have! And how troubled his
+countenance was when he rose from his bed! His eyes moved restlessly
+from one object to another, telling of a mind ill at ease. His limbs
+shook; and he seemed many years older than on the previous day. His
+grandly-arrayed lords came round him as before, with pleasant smiles and
+flattering speeches. But he could heed none of them. Whatever he did, he
+could not give his mind to affairs of state. Try to control them as he
+would, his thoughts would wander back to the towering majestic tree, to
+its great thick trunk, its leafy branches, its rich profusion of
+delicious fruit affording sustenance to all the world, and to that
+bright but awful being who had come from heaven and pronounced over the
+tree that dread sentence.
+
+What if the tree should mean himself? Who in all the wide world but
+himself could be compared to it for strength and majesty? Who but
+himself had attained to such power and magnificence? And oh! what if all
+should be taken away from him? What if the widely-spreading tree should
+indeed be cut down, its glory and its beauty and its strength alike
+gone?
+
+How he wished he knew the meaning of his dream! And how anxiously he
+consulted the wise men who were summoned to his presence! Magicians,
+astrologers, Chaldæans, and soothsayers, all the wise men of Babylon
+came to his palace to hear his dream, and to try to tell the meaning of
+it.
+
+But the effort was in vain. The dream was from heaven, and not all the
+vaunted wisdom of this world could interpret it. The meaning of it could
+only be told by one inspired by the Spirit of God who had sent it.
+
+Then Daniel, the Jewish captive, to whom Nebuchadnezzar had given the
+name of Belteshazzar, or _a layer up of things in secret_, was brought.
+Not long before he had not only told the king the meaning of a most
+mysterious dream that he had had, but he had also recalled the dream
+itself, which Nebuchadnezzar had forgotten. And as an interpreter of
+dreams and the wisest of mortals, his fame had spread far and wide; and
+Nebuchadnezzar could see that the Jewish prophet had a wisdom far
+surpassing that of his wisest and most skilled magicians.
+
+So the strange dream of the mighty tree cut down was told to the Jewish
+captive, and the usually calm face of the prophet grew dark and troubled
+as that of the king.
+
+"Do not be distressed by the dream or its interpretation, Belteshazzar,"
+Nebuchadnezzar said in his gentlest tones; for he saw that the dream
+meant something bad, and that Daniel did not like to tell him. "Show me
+the interpretation."
+
+"My lord," the Jewish prophet replied sadly, "it is a dream that will
+please only your enemies; and all those who hate you will rejoice at
+it." And then he went on to explain to the king that the great tree that
+he had seen towering towards heaven, and spreading itself over the whole
+earth, with its fresh green leaves and abundance of fruit, with its
+thousands of beasts taking refuge under its spreading branches, and its
+myriads of feathered songsters nestling amongst them, was himself. "It
+is thou, O king," he said; "for thy greatness is grown, and reacheth
+unto the heavens, and thy dominion to the end of the earth."
+
+By the coming down of the holy watcher, and his commanding the tree to
+be despoiled of its glory, and hewn down, Daniel showed the king was
+meant his own humiliation. He should be driven from the abodes of men,
+his dwelling should be with the beasts of the field; he should eat grass
+like an ox, and his body should be wet with the dew of heaven.
+
+But he was not to be for ever removed from his place. The malady was to
+continue only for seven years; for as the stump of the tree was left in
+the earth, so that it might some day put forth its branches again, and
+once more abound in foliage and fruit, so his terrible affliction should
+only last until he should acknowledge that it was not by the strength of
+his own arm, but by the power of God that he had been raised to so great
+a height of glory; that the kingdoms of the earth belong to God, and
+that He raises up whom He will to govern them.
+
+"Oh, learn this lesson in time, mighty king," Daniel pleaded; "that
+supreme power belongs alone to the living God. Humble thyself before
+Him. Put away every iniquity; and begin to show mercy to the poor and
+the defenceless, who have hitherto cried to thee in vain. For it is in
+mercy that God has sent thee the dream, to show thee how thine heart has
+been lifted up, and to give thee an opportunity of averting the
+punishment by timely and sincere repentance."
+
+Oh, if Nebuchadnezzar had but heeded the warning dream! If he had but
+taken his kingdom and his glory, his riches and his honour, and laid
+them all at the footstool of the great King in Heaven, acknowledging
+that they were all from Him, and must be held and used for Him; what
+great trouble he might have saved himself, and all those who looked up
+to him! How soon, by humbling himself, and how effectually he might have
+turned aside the threatened judgment! How the great and compassionate
+God above would have rejoiced to show mercy! And how the holy angels
+would have sung for joy over the repentant king, and the blotting out
+of his great sin, and the withholding of judgment, and the showing of
+mercy!
+
+But the dream was unheeded. The warning was lost.
+
+The great and mighty king having conquered all his enemies round about,
+and extended his power to the utmost limits, devoted his attention to
+the improving and embellishing of his capital. And as he saw Babylon
+increasing in glory and beauty, his heart became still more lifted up.
+He had done it all himself, he thought. He was so great, and so wise,
+and so glorious a king, that he had no need of divine aid. Such a thing
+as being in any way dependent upon a higher power never entered his
+mind, and by very severe means he had to be taught the needful lesson
+that might have been learned from the dream that had in mercy been sent
+to warn him.
+
+While surveying the glorious city from the roof of his palace, and
+congratulating himself upon the dignity to which he had attained, a
+voice, like that which he had heard in his dream, fell from heaven,
+telling him that his kingdom was taken from him, and that he should meet
+the fate of which he had been forewarned by the cutting down of the huge
+tree.
+
+And so it was.
+
+That same hour, the terrible malady predicted by Daniel came upon him.
+He lost his reason, and became as a wild beast. His costly crown of
+gold and pearls and diamonds was taken from him, and he was driven from
+his throne. For seven years he lived with the beasts of the field,
+stooping down to the earth and eating grass like an ox, and drinking
+with his mouth of the flowing streams. The rude winds blew upon him,
+ruffling the hair that had been so carefully kept, and the scorching sun
+tanned his face, once so expressive of majesty. The hairs of his
+neglected beard became like eagles' feathers; and his uncut nails grew
+like birds' claws. He noted no difference between the changing seasons;
+and when the sun sank in the west, he lay down to sleep upon the hard
+ground, like the beasts, his companions, and his body was wet with the
+falling dew.
+
+At the end of seven years another opportunity of repentance was offered
+to him, and after so severe a lesson he gladly accepted it. His reason
+returned, and instead of taking glory to himself, he ascribed it to God,
+acknowledging that He rules above all.
+
+So the dreadful affliction was removed, his kingdom was restored to him;
+and his glory and honour and majesty were greater even than before.
+
+As he once more lifted up his head amongst his nobles, he said humbly,
+"The great God of heaven is King; and those who walk in pride He is able
+to abase."
+
+H. D.
+
+
+
+
+BIBLE EXERCISES FOR SUNDAY AFTERNOONS.
+
+
+25. How many times is the Lord's Prayer recorded?
+
+26. Where are we told that departure from evil is understanding?
+
+27. From what words is it supposed that St. Paul, like Elijah, visited
+Mount Sinai, there to hold communion with God, before entering upon his
+apostolic work?
+
+28. Where are we told that he who rules his own spirit is better than he
+who takes a city?
+
+29. Where is the Eastern custom of gathering the tears of mourners in
+tear-bottles alluded to in the Psalms?
+
+30. Where is it said of the departed that they have "fallen asleep"?
+
+31. How is the passing away of the Old Testament saints spoken of?
+
+32. Which of the Evangelists tell us of Christ's offering three
+successive prayers in Gethsemane, on the night of His agony, and of His
+three times finding the disciples sleeping?
+
+33. Where, in the New Testament, is David called "David the King"?
+
+34. How many days elapsed after Noah's entering into the ark before the
+flood came? And who shut the door?
+
+35. How many armour-bearers had Joab?
+
+36. What was done with the sword of Goliath?
+
+ANSWERS TO BIBLE EXERCISES (13-24. See p. 84).
+
+13. St. Matt. xii. 49, 50; St. Mark iii. 33-35; St. Luke viii. 21.
+
+14. In Prov. xvii. 17.
+
+15. In Neh. ix. 17; Ps. ciii. 8, cxlv. 8; Joel ii. 13; Jonah iv. 2; Nah.
+i. 3.
+
+16. From St. Luke xi. 1.
+
+17. In Prov. xv. 18, xxvi. 21, xxix. 22.
+
+18. In Prov. xvi. 32.
+
+19. In St. Luke iii. 38.
+
+20. From St. Matt. i. 5, 6.
+
+21. In Gen. ix. 13.
+
+22. In Rev. iv. 3, x. 1.
+
+23. The names of the women are Mary Magdalene, Mary, the mother of James
+and Joses, the mother of Zebedee's children, Joanna, the wife of Chuza
+(Herod's steward), and Susanna. (St. Matt. xxvii. 55, 56; St. Luke viii.
+2, 3.)
+
+24. In Ps. cxxi. 4.
+
+
+
+
+The Water-Carriers of the World
+
+
+In the hotter countries of the world, in which water is the very
+mainstay of life, a number of persons drive a considerable trade in the
+sale of that liquid. Most of us know what a trouble it is to get water
+during a severe winter when the pipes are all frozen. Suppose such a
+state of things to be usual the whole year round, and you will perhaps
+understand the difficulties of families in some tropical lands with
+regard to what is to them--in a sense almost more than it is to us--a
+necessary of existence. Thus it is that the water-carrier is so
+important a personage in these warm climes. His figure is as common in
+the streets as our milkman, though he is generally a very much more
+picturesque-looking individual.
+
+In the illustration on this page we have grouped together portraits of
+the water-carriers of different countries, and it will be seen that, in
+respect of their quaint attire and the curious vessels in which the
+water is carried, there is no reason for surprise that they have engaged
+the brush of many painters.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+No. 1 represents a water-carrier of one of the provincial towns of
+France. With his cocked hat and queer staff, and his water-skin strapped
+like a knapsack on his back, he reminds one not a little of an old
+soldier. His next door neighbour's nationality is a good deal more
+obvious. Whose can that jaunty, lazy air be but that of the gay,
+ease-loving water-carrier of Madrid? With earthenware pail hanging from
+each arm, turban on head, bright-coloured waistband, and cigarette in
+mouth, you can tell at a glance that he belongs to a sunny country where
+leisure and pleasure go hand in hand. In No. 3 we find the
+representation of the Peruvian water-carrier. He does such good business
+that he can afford to keep a donkey to carry the water, which is
+contained in a big leather sack that lies like a bolster across the
+animal's back. I am afraid he is not so mindful of Neddy as he ought to
+be, and that some of our own costermongers could teach him a lesson or
+two in the humane treatment of his patient beast of burden. Leaving Peru
+and South America, and travelling to the northern continent, we are
+introduced in No. 4 to a water-carrier of Mexico. Notice how he carries
+the water in two odd-shaped vessels suspended from his head by means of
+a broad band. In No. 5 will be observed an Egyptian fellah woman
+carrying a jar of water on her head. Compared with her, the Norwegian
+peasant in No. 6 looks prosaic and businesslike. The last two are not
+sellers of water, but are merely taking home a supply for their own
+households. How fortunate those towns are where the water is conveyed by
+pipes from house to house!
+
+
+
+
+BURIED ALIVE;
+
+OR, LOVE NEVER LOST ON A DOG.
+
+
+"Heigho!" sighed Thusnelda, as she lay on the straw not far from the
+spot where her three beautiful puppies were curled up in a heap.
+"Heigho!" she sighed, "I do hope dear master will not deprive me of any
+more of my darlings. Let me see now, there were ten of them originally.
+Yes, ten, for I counted them over and over again fifty times a day, and
+now there are only three. Heigho!" Here she glanced round towards these
+sleeping beauties in the straw, and her lovely eyes were brimming over
+with motherly affection and intelligence.
+
+"To be sure," she added, "master has kept the three prettiest, that is
+some consolation, and the others have all gone to good homes, where I
+doubt not their virtue will be duly appreciated, though I shall never,
+never see them more."
+
+Thusnelda was a dog of German birth and extraction. In truth, she was a
+Dachshund, and a high-bred one too, and both in this country and in
+Berlin she had taken many honours at dog shows.
+
+Some might not have thought Thusnelda's body shapely. She was long and
+low, with a red jacket as smooth and soft as satin; so low in stature
+was she, that her chest almost touched the ground, and her fore legs
+were turned in at the ankle, and out at the feet--the latter indeed were
+almost out of all proportion, so big and flat were they; but no one
+could help admiring Thusnelda's splendid head, her broad intelligent
+skull, and her long silky ears and gazelle-like eyes. If ever eyes in
+this world were made to speak love and affection and all things
+unutterable, those eyes were Thusnelda's.
+
+She got up at last and went and stood over her darlings. She gazed at
+them long and fondly, wondering and thinking what future they had before
+them. She held her head so low as she did so, that her splendid ears
+trailed and touched them. They moved in their sleep, they kicked and
+gave vent to a series of little ventriloquistic barks as puppies have a
+habit of doing; then the mother licked them fondly with her soft tongue,
+and therefore one awoke. It was Vogel. The names of the other two were
+Zimmerman and Zadkiel. As soon as Vogel awoke she gave a joyful wee bark
+of recognition, which aroused both her tiny brothers, and the whole
+three rushed at once to their good mother.
+
+"Ah, my dears," she said; "you are very fond of me at present, I dare
+say, but you will get to be different as you grow older, I expect.
+However, I must make the most of you while you are young. Why, let's
+see, you will be six weeks old tomorrow, and you can lap every bit as
+well as I can. Yes, and it's quite a treat to see you lapping, and
+master thinks so too."
+
+"Master" did.
+
+"Master" was very fond of dogs, and he doted on good ones. He used to
+come and admire these three puppies by the hour. The milk he gave them
+was of the freshest and creamiest, and he even thickened it with a
+little boiled flour. Whenever Vogel and Zimmerman and Zadkiel saw him
+coming with the milk-pan they expressed their joy by saucy little barks
+and yelps, and made a headlong but awkward rush towards him, and when he
+put down the pan they weren't content to simply put their heads over the
+side and lap. No, they must have their fore feet in as well, although
+their mother often told them it was only little piggies that fed in that
+fashion. But Vogel was worse even than Zimmerman or Zadkiel, because she
+used to insist upon getting in the dish bodily. Only Vogel was master's
+favourite, and he used to take her kindly out of the dish again and
+place her by the side of it, and try to show her how to lap like a lady.
+
+Vogel was the prettiest, Zimmerman the biggest and sauciest, and Zadkiel
+by far the wisest of the trio.
+
+In the picture with which our artist has presented us, Vogel is standing
+in the centre, Zimmerman is lying on the left, while the far-seeing,
+deep-thinking Zadkiel is sitting on the right.
+
+An impudent sparrow has just alighted on the puppies' pan, and is coolly
+helping himself to what has been left from breakfast.
+
+"Delicious!" the sparrow is saying. "I'm the king of all the birds in
+the creation. Everybody admires me, I build in the choicest apple-trees,
+and feed on the daintiest food. Farmers cut down their hay that I may
+make my nest, farmers' wives kill the fowls that I may find feathers to
+line it, and even the cows cast their coats to aid in the same good
+work. Why, you little puppies, don't _you_ admire me also, you
+ridiculous-looking fluffy things?"
+
+"I admire your profound impudence," Zimmerman is saying.
+
+"I am astonished at your daring audacity," Vogel is remarking.
+
+But Zadkiel is thinking. "I dare say," he says at last, "that even such
+a wretched mite of a bird as you must have been meant for some good
+purpose. To pick up the grubs and the green flies perhaps."
+
+"Absurd," cries the sparrow, and off he flies in disgust.
+
+Then the pups forget all about it, and begin to lick each other's noses
+and toes--I was nearly saying _toeses_--in the funniest way imaginable.
+After that they go in for one of the most terrible sham fights that has
+ever been fought.
+
+"You'll be a badger, Zadkiel," cries Vogel, "and Zimmerman and I will
+worry you to death."
+
+So at it they go pell-mell. Zadkiel is hemmed up in a corner of the
+cart-shed, and his brother and sister make pretence, to tear him limb
+from limb. Zadkiel defends himself gallantly, but has to succumb at
+last, for he is fairly rolled on his back, and in a few minutes is,
+figuratively speaking, turned inside out. Then they espy the
+good-natured admiring face of their mother, peering at them over the
+corner of the straw, and at her they all rush. They make believe that
+she is a fox, and her life is accordingly not worth an hours' purchase.
+
+"Ha! ha! ha!" laughs some one not two yards away, and looking up they
+espy "master," who all unknown to them has been enjoying the fun for the
+last half-hour.
+
+"You dear, delightful little pets," he says, "why, you are as lively as
+kittens, and as healthy and happy-looking as the summer's day is long.
+You will do your mother credit yet. Your legs are straight, but work
+will bend them into the right shape, then you'll be able to creep into
+any rabbit's hole in the country,
+
+  "To beard a badger in his drain,
+  A wild wolf in his lair."
+
+So in order to make these little rascals' legs bend to the proper shape,
+master, as soon as they got a little older, used to bury bones for them
+deep down in the garden earth, and get the whole trio to scrape and find
+them.
+
+This was grand fun, and by the time the puppies were six months old they
+were just as shapely as the mother was, or as unshapely, if you like it
+better, for after all perhaps the beauty of their bodies consisted in
+their ugliness.
+
+It isn't every one who knows how to rear puppies properly, but this
+master did. He fed them on bread and milk, and broth and scraps of meat
+four times a day, he never forgot to give them plenty of the freshest
+of water, and as for straw, why they could at any time bury themselves
+in it. But this was not all, for he made the little things his constant
+companions, when he himself went out for exercise. And didn't they
+scamper and didn't they dance, and frolic, and run! Many a rat, and
+stoat, and polecat had reason to wish them far away, I can tell you.
+
+Few people know how wonderful, intelligent, and sagacious a dachshund
+can become under proper treatment. But there must be system in the
+treatment. The whip must be hidden away out of sight entirely, the
+animal must be treated like a reasoning being, as indeed it is; it thus
+soon comes to know not only every word spoken to it, but your will and
+your wishes from your very movements and looks.
+
+A dog never forgets kind treatment, and whenever he has the chance he
+acts a faithful part towards a loving master. I could tell you a hundred
+true stories illustrative of that fact, but one must here suffice. Had
+you seen the dachshund puppies then as they are represented in our
+engraving, brimful of sauciness, daftness, and fun, and seen them again
+two years after as they appeared when accompanying their beloved master
+in his rambles, you certainly could not have believed they were the same
+animals. They were still the same in one respect, however, for Vogel was
+still the beauty and Zadkiel the philosopher.
+
+One day their master went out to hunt in the forest. It was far away in
+the wilds of the Scottish Highlands. He had gone to shoot deer, but as
+he was returning in the evening after an unsuccessful stalk, he caught a
+glimpse of a fox disappearing round the corner of an old ruin.
+
+"Ho! ho!" he cried. "You are the rascal that steals my ducks. We'll have
+you if we can."
+
+But the fox had taken at once to his burrow in the ruin. It was a very
+ancient feudal castle, only just enough of it remaining to give an idea
+of the shape it once had been, for regardless of the respect that is due
+to antiquity the keepers had carted away loads of the solid masonry to
+build their houses, leaving the place but a beautiful moss-grown chaos.
+
+"Watch," was all the master said to his dogs as he crept in through an
+old window into the donjon keep. It was a foolhardy thing to do, for the
+stones were loose around it, but he had many times got in there before,
+and why, he thought, should he not do so now. Besides, this was
+Reynard's favourite den, and he hoped to shoot him in it. But the fox
+had improved on his dwelling since the hunter had last paid him a visit;
+he had excavated another room. Stone after stone the hunter began to
+pull down, when suddenly there was a startling noise behind him, and he
+found himself in the dark.
+
+[Illustration: THE PUPPIES AND THE SPARROW. (_See p._ 158.)]
+
+Buried alive! Buried in a dungeon in which there was hardly room to
+turn. The situation is too dreadful for pen to describe. He sank on the
+soft damp mould of the floor and gave himself up to despair. And thus
+hours went past.
+
+Hitherto there had not been a sound, but now the impatient yelping of
+the faithful hounds told him they had begun to appreciate the terrible
+danger of the master.
+
+The rest of the story may be told in a very few words. Vogel did nothing
+but run about wild with grief, and made the rocks around her echo the
+sounds of her grief. Zimmerman set himself to work to dig the master
+out. But alas! solid stone and lime were too much for even his strong
+little limbs. But where was the wise and thoughtful Zadkiel? Gone. He
+turned up some hours after at his master's house, and his strange
+behaviour soon caused the servants to follow him into the deep forest
+and straight to the old ruin.
+
+Morning had dawned ere the hunter, more dead than alive, was extricated
+from his living grave. His first act as soon as he recovered was to
+return thanks to Him who had delivered him, his next to embrace his
+faithful dogs.
+
+ARION.
+
+
+
+
+LITTLE MARGARET'S KITCHEN, AND WHAT SHE DID IN IT.--IX.
+
+_By_ PHILLIS BROWNE, _Author of "A Year's Cookery," "What Girls can Do,"
+&c._
+
+"I wonder what we shall do to-day, Mary?" said Margaret, as the two
+children stood by the kitchen table waiting for the next lesson.
+
+"I don't know," said Mary; "but I fancy we are to learn something about
+fat, for I heard mistress giving orders to put the fat ready for us. And
+there it is. Don't you see all those pieces of fat on the dish?"
+
+"Well, children," said Mrs. Herbert, who at that moment entered the
+kitchen, "how would you like to learn to fry to-day?"
+
+"We should like it very much, mother," said Margaret.
+
+"But what shall we make?"
+
+"I wish we might make some apple fritters, like those we had the day
+before yesterday."
+
+"You shall learn to cook the fritters at our next lesson," said Mrs.
+Herbert. "To-day we shall be quite sufficiently busy preparing the fat
+for frying. Can you, Mary, tell me what it is to fry food? If you had to
+fry the fritters, for instance, how would you set about it?"
+
+"Please, ma'am, let me think," said Mary. "When we fried the pancakes,
+we put a little fat in the frying-pan, and let it melt, and then put in
+the batter. So I suppose we should do the same with fritters."
+
+"That is exactly what we must not do," said Mrs. Herbert. "There are a
+few things which we must fry in a shallow pan, with very little fat.
+Pancakes and omelettes are amongst them. But as a rule, this is a very
+extravagant, wasteful mode of cooking. It is much better to _fry_
+properly, that is, to cook in an abundance of fat, using as much fat as
+will cover the food entirely, so that we may be said to boil the food,
+but in fat instead of water."
+
+"I should have thought it was very wasteful to use a quantity of fat,"
+said Margaret.
+
+"Do you remember how much fat we used when we fried the pancakes?" said
+Mrs. Herbert.
+
+"I remember," said Mary: "for every pancake we used a piece of fat about
+the size of a walnut."
+
+"And how much of this was left when all were finished?"
+
+"Why, none, mother," said Margaret. "The fat was used each time, and it
+seemed to dry up or go into the pancake, or something. At any rate, it
+was lost altogether."
+
+"Then if we were trying to find out how much the pancakes cost, we ought
+to include the cost of the fat in which they were fried?"
+
+"I suppose so."
+
+"Do you not think, then, that if in frying we could so arrange matters
+that the fat should be used again and again and again, that would be
+less wasteful?"
+
+"Of course it would," said Mary.
+
+"Then this is what we will do. We will provide a quantity of fat, as
+much as will half fill a good-sized iron saucepan. When we use this for
+frying, we shall find that if we are careful of it--that is, if we lift
+it from the fire as soon as it is done with, do not let it burn, and
+strain it--we can use it again and again and again. In fact, it may be
+used any number of times, and we keep adding fresh fat as we get it."
+
+"But we could not fry pancakes in that way," said Margaret.
+
+"No; I told you just now that pancakes and omelettes must be fried in a
+little fat. This process is generally called by cooks _dry frying_.
+When plenty of fat is used, and the food is boiled in the fat, the
+process is called _wet frying_."
+
+"And how are we to tell which way is suitable for what we have to cook?"
+said Margaret.
+
+"Ah, Margaret! you want to get on too quickly. To know which is the best
+way of treating different kinds of food is a large subject, and can only
+be learnt with time. I may tell you, however, that nearly all small
+things which can be quickly cooked, and can be covered with fat, may be
+wet fried. Things which need longer cooking, such as uncooked meat,
+bacon, sausages, &c., should be dry fried. Chops and steaks, too, are
+often dry fried, but they are best when broiled; and of broiling I must
+speak to you another day."
+
+"We shall easily remember that wet frying is using plenty of fat, and
+dry frying is using very little fat," said Mary.
+
+"Of course you will. And now for the kind of fat you are to use. There
+are four kinds of fat used in frying--dripping, oil, butter, and lard.
+Of these, dripping is the best and lard is the worst."
+
+"But please, ma'am, lard is generally used, is it not?" said Mary,
+looking astonished.
+
+"Indeed it is," replied Mrs. Herbert, "and this is the mistake which is
+made. Those who do not know have a great scorn for dripping. They sell
+it for a small sum to get it out of the way, and when they have done so
+they buy lard. Yet lard is more apt to make food taste greasy than any
+fat which can be used."
+
+"What is the dripping made from, then?" said Margaret.
+
+"From little odds and ends of fat, either cooked or uncooked, left from
+joints, and 'rendered,' that is, melted down; also from the fat which is
+skimmed from the top of the water in which meat is boiled. I should like
+you little folk to remember that one of the surest signs of cleverness
+in cookery is that nothing is wasted, and one of the most certain ways
+of preventing waste is to look after the fat. A good cook will not allow
+as much as half an inch of fat to be wasted. She will collect the scraps
+together and melt them down gently, and so she will never need to buy."
+
+"Just as cook has put those pieces of fat together there, ready for us
+to melt down?"
+
+"Yes; and now we will go on to render them down, shall we? First we cut
+them up in very small pieces. We then put them into an old, but
+perfectly clean, saucepan, with a quarter of a pint of water to each
+pound of fat. We then put the lid on the saucepan, and boil gently for
+about an hour, or till the water has boiled away, when we take the lid
+off, and stew the fat again until the pieces acquire a slight colour,
+when the fat is ready to be strained through a jar. We must not forget
+to stir the fat occasionally, to keep it from burning, and also to let
+it cool slightly before straining, for fear of accident; for boiling fat
+is very hot, more than twice as hot as boiling water."
+
+"Supposing we have no pieces of fat, mother, what shall we do then?"
+
+"We must buy some. Those who like beef fat will find ox flare excellent
+for the purpose. The most experienced cooks, however, now prefer mutton
+fat to any other, because it is so hard and dry. Fat which is bought
+must be rendered down as scraps are rendered. I fancy, however, that
+where meat is eaten every day it is seldom necessary to buy fat, if only
+proper care is taken of the trimmings."
+
+"If dripping may be used for frying, could we not take the dripping left
+from joints, mother?" said Margaret.
+
+"Certainly we could, dear. Only we must be careful to have it thoroughly
+clean and dry, with no water or gravy in it. To make it thus we should
+probably have to wash it in three or four times its quantity of boiling
+water, then let it go cold and scrape away the impurities which would
+have settled at the bottom. After which we should melt it gently down
+again to get rid thoroughly of any moisture there might be in it."
+
+"Wash dripping! I never heard of such a thing," said Margaret.
+
+"It is a very necessary business at times, for all that. The most
+certain way of taking care of anything we value is to keep it clean: and
+certainly we value our kitchen fat. But then, as I told you, besides
+keeping it clean we must keep it dry; and one reason why good cooks
+prefer mutton fat to any other is that it can be more easily kept dry
+than other fats. Fat should be thoroughly strained also each time it is
+used, as well as after being rendered the first time, and this will help
+to keep it pure."
+
+"I think the water has all boiled away from our fat now, ma'am," said
+Mary, who had been looking very earnestly into the pan, and stirring the
+pieces very vigorously.
+
+"Then," said Mrs. Herbert, "we will take the lid off the pan, and when
+the pieces begin to colour we will let the fat cool and strain it away.
+It will so be quite ready for our purpose, and at our next lesson I will
+show you how to fry some apple fritters."
+
+"I think we shall enjoy frying fritters as well as making pancakes,"
+said the two children together.
+
+_(To be continued.)_
+
+
+
+
+THEIR ROAD TO FORTUNE.
+
+THE STORY OF TWO BROTHERS.
+
+_By the Author of "The Heir of Elmdale," &c. &c._
+
+CHAPTER VII.--AN INVESTMENT.
+
+
+The holidays were over at last; the ten days flew by only too quickly to
+Bertie, for, compared with Gore House, Fitzroy Square seemed the most
+delightful place in the world. He was not very artistic in his taste,
+and thought but little of carving and gilding, soft carpets, and
+luxurious chairs; therefore the shabby parlour with Aunt Amy seemed far
+more beautiful than the very grandest apartment in Aunt Gregory's grand
+house.
+
+"If I could only stay here always, Aunt Amy, how happy I should be!" he
+had said a dozen times during his stay; and each time, though her heart
+echoed his wish, she cheered him with loving smiles, encouraged him with
+hopeful words, begging of him to try and make the best of his Uncle
+Gregory's home, and be as happy and contented as he could. Eddie often
+wished that he had such a magnificent residence, for he made no secret
+of his contempt for the shabby and somewhat dingy comfort of Uncle
+Clair's house and its dreary surroundings. He thought artists should
+have everything beautiful and graceful about them, and looked very much
+astonished when his uncle said, in his sweet low voice, that beauty and
+grace were certainly essential, but they should be in the artist
+himself, and then he would see them reflected everywhere. Both Bertie
+and Agnes endorsed that statement, for they loved the old house, and
+were quite happy there. Eddie, still longing for something out of his
+reach, instead of making the most of what was at his hand, grumbled and
+shook his head; but Uncle Clair only smiled, and said, "You'll be wiser
+when you are older, my boy. Knowledge comes with years."
+
+Mrs. Gregory's presents caused Mrs. Clair to think that she was sorry
+for her neglect of Bertie, and meant to be kinder to him in future;
+besides, Uncle Gregory had said there might be other arrangements when
+he returned, so that it was with a very hopeful heart that Bertie
+entered the office punctually at nine o'clock on the 2nd of January, and
+was taking his old corner to await the arrival of his uncle, when the
+head clerk conducted him into the inner room, and pointed out a seat at
+a desk near a window looking into a narrow court.
+
+"Go through all those letters," the clerk said, pointing to a huge heap;
+"select the circulars, open them, and place them on that stand; arrange
+all the English and foreign letters on Mr. Gregory's table, and then
+address those envelopes from that book on your desk."
+
+"Yes, sir," Bertie replied cheerfully. It certainly was much pleasanter
+in that warm room, with its clear blazing fire, soft carpet,
+leather-covered chairs, and draughtless windows, than in the large, and
+often chilly, outer office, but when Mr. Gregory entered with his
+compressed lips and keen piercing glance all round, Bertie began to
+think it would not be pleasant to have to sit always within the reach of
+his critical eyes.
+
+"Good morning. You have not forgotten, I see: that's well," Mr. Gregory
+said, as he hung up his coat and pulled off his gloves. Then, with a
+quick glance at his table, he added, "You may go on with your work."
+
+Bertie copied industriously for an hour, never raising his head from his
+desk; then his master's voice startled him. "Come here, Bertie. I want
+some conversation with you. How old are you?"
+
+"Nearly thirteen, sir."
+
+"You look more. Do you like business?"
+
+"I think I do, sir. I shall like it more when I understand it better."
+
+"Quite so. Now, Bertie, because you are my nephew, and have been a good,
+steady lad, I am going to place you in a position of great trust. You
+are quick, and write a good hand, and I shall train you to be my private
+secretary. You shall answer all my business letters, from my dictation.
+Of course I don't mean all my letters," catching Bertie's nervous glance
+at the table, "only those I have been in the habit of attending to
+myself. It means several changes: one is, you need not get here till I
+do in the morning; another is, that I shall require your services for an
+hour or two every evening in the library at Gore House. You can leave
+here at four instead of half-past five, and I wish you to take lessons
+in French and German three times a week. I have engaged a master for
+you, and you can leave here every other day at half-past three. I will
+pay you twelve shillings a week, out of which you must pay for your
+luncheon, and you will dine with us, except when there is a large
+party. Now sit down, and write exactly as I tell you, and as quickly, as
+neatly, and accurately as you can."
+
+"Yes, uncle; thank you," Bertie replied, his heart throbbing violently.
+That was indeed a change from the dull routine of the past five months:
+he had won his uncle's confidence; he was to have no more solitary
+evenings; and, best of all, he was to have a salary, and only luncheon
+to buy out of it.
+
+"Why, I shall only want a Bath bun and a glass of milk every day. I can
+save nearly all," Bertie whispered to himself at luncheon-time. "Uncle
+Gregory is good to me, and no mistake!"
+
+Mr. Gregory was good to his nephew, but not before he had thoroughly
+satisfied himself that the boy fully deserved his confidence, and, what
+was more, would fully and amply repay it. That twelve shillings a week
+was a master-stroke of policy, for it made Bertie eternally grateful;
+and if the young gentleman fancied his Uncle Gregory did not know that
+nine shillings of it went into the post-office savings' bank regularly
+every week, he was greatly mistaken. The dining down-stairs was not
+quite such a success; he was usually completely ignored, and always felt
+glad when the formal prolonged meal was over, and he was at liberty to
+follow Mr. Gregory to the library. There, indeed, Bertie had often two,
+or even three, hours' trying work, copying out prospectuses and share
+lists, reading aloud a strange jargon he did not half understand about
+stocks, consols, and dividends, adding up prodigious sums of money,
+subtracting other sums from them, and, when the result did not quite
+satisfy Mr. Gregory, having to consign them all to the waste-paper
+basket, and begin over again. Still, it was better than the long dreary
+evenings in the deserted school-room, though so much confinement was
+beginning to tell a little on Bertie's rosy cheeks and healthy young
+frame. The atmosphere of the Underground Railway, too, was injuring
+lungs that had never breathed anything but the purest country air, and
+at last Mr. Gregory noticed his altered appearance, and invited him to
+drive into the City in the dog-cart with himself every morning. That was
+indeed a red-letter day,--almost as good as driving to Dr. Mayson's at
+Riversdale: better, in fact, Bertie began to think later on, for the
+bustle and confusion, the eager, hurrying, restless life of the City
+began to have a strange charm for him, and that brisk drive to and from
+Mincing Lane was a real pleasure. Then he was progressing famously with
+his French and German. The old professor who gave him his lessons was a
+sociable, voluble, eloquent gentleman, who waved his hands, rolled his
+eyes, chattered nonsense that made Bertie laugh, but at the same time
+interested him so much that he took great pains to listen and remember;
+and having learned his grammar fairly well at school he was soon able to
+make his way with tolerable ease through either a newspaper or letter.
+
+But you must not suppose it was all sunshine and smooth sailing for
+Bertie Rivers. He had a great many trials and troubles, and perhaps the
+heaviest was his inability to go to Fitzroy Square, except on Sundays,
+and not always then. Then he missed his runs in the Park and his walks
+into the country in the early morning, his wood-carving and
+cork-carving, and all the other amusements with which he was in the
+habit of filling up his spare time. Then Uncle Gregory was becoming
+daily more exacting and particular, and Bertie gathered from the letters
+he wrote that some of the many speculations of the great City merchant
+were not going on entirely to his satisfaction. Every evening he
+remained later in the library, and Bertie had more letters to write and
+circulars to address, and sometimes his head ached sadly, and his eyes
+were dull and heavy in the morning. But there was one unfailing source
+of satisfaction--his weekly visit to the post-office savings' bank.
+Bertie would not have missed that for the world: nine shillings a week,
+and sometimes even ten--for nothing could tempt him to spend a penny,
+except on his luncheons and in writing to them at Fitzroy Square--soon
+mounted up to five pounds, and then Mr. Gregory remarked one day that if
+Bertie had saved any money he would invest it for him in a company that
+would pay five times as much interest as the post-office. So the money
+was handed over to Uncle Gregory, and Bertie received a very large and
+formal paper, which he never read, but still was proud of, and in his
+next visit handed it triumphantly to Mr. Clair. He read it carefully,
+and then shook his head. "This company promises too much, Bertie," he
+said; "better have left your money where it was."
+
+"As if Uncle Gregory doesn't know best!" Bertie laughed. "Why, he has
+hundreds of shares himself."
+
+
+CHAPTER VIII.--AN UNEXPECTED PLEASURE.
+
+"You may go and spend a few days with your brother," Mr. Gregory said to
+Bertie one Saturday at the end of July. "I am going away for a week, and
+so I can spare you; but mind you are back on the Monday after next, and
+in good time."
+
+"Yes, sir; thank you, uncle," Bertie replied, with a bright smile.
+
+[Illustration: "HE SAW SOMETHING UNUSUAL WAS ABOUT TO TAKE PLACE."]
+
+"You may go now, if you wish. I do not require anything further;" and
+Bertie fairly ran out of the office, jumped into an omnibus, and hurried
+straight to Fitzroy Square, instead of going home to Kensington. The
+moment the hall door opened he saw something unusual was about to take
+place: there were trunks and packages and muffle straps in the hall, and
+there, amidst them, stood Uncle Clair, looking quite calm, while Aunt
+Amy, Agnes, and Eddie flew hither and thither in every direction. There
+was a four-wheeler at the door too, so that evidently the family were
+going away. For a moment Bertie felt inclined to cry. What possible
+pleasure could he have in a week's holiday without Eddie and Agnes to
+share it? But the moment Aunt Amy caught sight of him, her bright face
+and cordial welcome re-assured him.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+"Dear Bertie, I am so glad. I was afraid your uncle could not spare you
+to come with us. But where are your things?"
+
+"I haven't brought any. I only just came from the City to tell you Uncle
+Gregory gave me a week's holiday," Bertie replied, looking very much
+perplexed. "I did not know you were all going away, auntie, or of course
+I would not have come."
+
+"Then you did not get the letter I sent you, dear?"
+
+"No, aunt."
+
+"Well, I wrote asking you to apply for permission to come with us to the
+sea-side for a week. But I suppose the letter miscarried some way.
+However 'All's well that ends well,' Bertie. You are just in time. Come
+now, help to carry the parcels. I hope we have not forgotten anything."
+
+"If we were going to stay a year in a desert island a thousand miles
+from a shop, I should think we have enough luggage," Uncle Clair said,
+glancing comically at the numerous packages and trunks; "instead of
+which, we're only going to Brighton, and can get everything we want
+there just as well as in London."
+
+"But am I really to go to the sea-side with you, Uncle Harry?" Bertie
+cried eagerly.
+
+"Why, of course, child; you don't suppose we're going to leave you
+behind."
+
+"Oh, how good of you! how jolly! Hurrah!" and Bertie executed a sort of
+war-dance, tossed his hat in the air, and kissed his aunt and Agnes a
+dozen times at least before taking his seat in the cab. "You had better
+go with your aunt in a hansom, Bertie," Uncle Clair said; "Eddie, Agnes,
+and I will go with the luggage. If you get to the station first, wait
+for us at the booking-office. Mind you don't get lost," he added, with a
+smile, as they drove away.
+
+"As if I could get lost in the City, Aunt Amy!" Bertie said proudly.
+"Why, I know the place by heart now; and shan't I be glad to get away
+from it for a whole week? Was it not kind of Uncle Gregory to give me a
+holiday?"
+
+"Very good, Bertie. You seem to get on capitally. Do you know, dear, I
+am sorry we did not try to persuade Eddie to take his place in the
+office too: I almost think he would have been happier, and have got on
+better; he does not seem very contented with us, and, worst of all, he
+does not make much progress in the profession he has chosen. Agnes is
+far ahead of him."
+
+"But Eddie is very clever, Aunt Amy: he can do anything if he likes,"
+Bertie cried loyally. "And I do not think he would get on with Uncle
+Gregory: he would never like the City; besides, Eddie never cared to be
+told to do anything. Even poor papa used to say, 'Please, Eddie,' or
+'Perhaps you will do so, Eddie.' Now, Uncle Gregory orders me to do
+forty different things in different ways every day, and I don't mind a
+bit; but Eddie would stand and look at him, and frown so, and just walk
+away. My brother would never get on with Uncle Gregory, Aunt Amy,"
+Bertie repeated gravely. "Eddie would never make a merchant."
+
+"And your uncle Clair says he will never make an artist, unless he
+changes greatly," said Aunt Amy, rather sadly. "Poor Eddie! I am really
+very anxious about his future: he is so like his father: his ideas are
+quite magnificent, but he has no energy."
+
+"He's clever, though, auntie; papa often said Eddie was a genius,"
+Bertie whispered, "and I can work enough for us both. When I am rich,
+and can buy back Riversdale, Eddie will be quite happy. You don't know
+how different he will be when he gets back to our beautiful home," and
+Bertie's eyes sparkled, and his cheeks flushed at the thought, for the
+dream of Bertie's life was to get back Riversdale. The anxieties of the
+great establishment in Mincing Lane never touched him; he knew nothing
+of risks, disappointments, or failures; in fact, Bertie never even
+thought of such things, for he was but a child at heart, and had perfect
+faith in his uncle's assurance that if he were only a good, obedient,
+industrious boy he would be very rich some day, and get back his home.
+But no thought of the busy City, the close, dusty office, or the hot
+library at Kensington troubled him as he took his seat in the train, and
+was whirled at the rate of fifty miles an hour southward. Eddie sat
+silently looking out of the window, envying his brother's high spirits;
+he could not think what made Bertie so happy when he felt discontented
+and miserable, and thoroughly dissatisfied with everything in the world.
+Agnes, too, seemed infected with some of Bertie's good humour; her eyes
+sparkled, her cheeks flushed, and she laughed merrily at the utter
+nonsense her cousin chattered incessantly, while poor Eddie hugged his
+discontent, and made the most of his misery. And yet he had no real
+cause to be unhappy: every one was kind, gentle, patient with him; he
+had not a reasonable wish in the world ungratified; and yet he sat
+silent, drumming with his fingers on the window of the carriage, while
+the others chatted and laughed, and seemed as if they could not keep
+still for very enjoyment.
+
+"Oh, auntie, how lovely it is!" Agnes cried, "Look how the sun shines on
+the trees, and the brook looks like summer lightning. It is good to get
+away from London, and see the country once more; and such a sky, Bertie!
+you don't have anything like that in Mincing Lane!"
+
+"No; but though our skies may be somewhat inky, Miss Agnes, they have a
+silver or a golden lining," Bertie replied, with the air of a judge. "We
+don't want sunshine in the City, because we have no time to look at it;
+and besides, we have plenty of gas and electric light."
+
+Eddie frowned, and was going to say something about his brother's want
+of artistic taste, when Uncle Clair interrupted him by a hearty laugh.
+
+"Really, Master Bertie, you are becoming quite a philosopher as well as
+a capitalist and man of business. Now then, youngsters, gather up your
+parcels; we shall be in Brighton in about five minutes, and then for a
+glimpse of the glorious sea."
+
+"Why, Uncle Harry, I've never seen it!" Bertie exclaimed, as if he were
+very much surprised at not having given the matter a thought before.
+"All the way down I never seemed to think we were going to the sea-side:
+I was so glad to get away from London. Will you let us have a boat,
+Uncle Harry?"
+
+"That depends, Bertie; if the weather keeps fine we may go for a sail
+some day."
+
+"Bertie fancies we could pull about in a little punt on the ocean as we
+did on the river at home," Eddie said, rather scornfully. "He has no
+idea what the sea is like."
+
+"Well, well, he will know better presently, for here we are," Uncle
+Harry said gently; and in a few minutes more they were all in a shabby,
+shaky, but roomy old carriage, driving along the Parade.
+
+"Oh!" Agnes whispered, catching Aunt Amy's hand. "Oh, how beautiful! I
+feel as if I can't breathe, auntie."
+
+"It is jolly!" Bertie cried, in his hearty, downright way. "What a place
+for a swim, Eddie!"
+
+"The idea of thinking the sea only a place for swimming!" Eddie replied
+contemptuously. "I----"
+
+"You can't swim a bit: that's the reason you don't care about it,"
+Bertie cried merrily. "But Eddie can pull better than I can, Uncle
+Harry, so you will hear him say presently, 'What a lovely place for a
+row!' and I do believe it's not a bit rougher than our little river."
+
+"It's very calm to-day, but sometimes it wears a very different aspect,
+Bertie."
+
+"I don't believe it ever could be really rough, just like Turner's
+pictures," Eddie grumbled. "It's not a bit like what I thought it would
+be."
+
+"It's ten times prettier than anything I ever saw," Bertie cried
+enthusiastically. "Just look at all the boats, and such pretty houses,
+and the donkeys, Eddie. Oh, Uncle Harry! may we have a donkey-ride? and
+such lots of boys!"
+
+"What a pity poor Eddie did not leave his enemy at home, and he would be
+as happy as Bertie," Mr. Clair said in a very low voice to Aunt Amy; and
+she only shook her head and smiled sorrowfully; but the words, though
+spoken in a very low tone, reached Bertie's quick young ears, and he
+glanced at his brother in sore perplexity. But at that moment the
+carriage stopped at the house where Mr. Clair had secured apartments,
+and in the bustle of getting in the packets, exploring the rooms,
+exclaiming at the beautiful view from the balcony, and Bertie's sudden
+discovery that it was a glorious place to test the powers of a
+pea-shooter or catapult, he forgot all about Uncle Clair's words and
+Aunt Amy's sorrowful smile; and even Eddie thawed a little, and agreed
+that a beautiful full-rigged ship, with the bright sun shining on her
+snow-white sails, was a pretty-enough picture to please even an artist.
+
+But that night, when Bertie laid his tired head on the pillow--he had
+been running and dancing along the beach for hours--his last waking
+thought was, "I must find out who's Eddie's enemy; and if he's not a lot
+a bigger fellow than I am, I'll thrash him!"
+
+
+CHAPTER IX.--A HAPPY ENCOUNTER.
+
+Brighton in the first days of August is hot and dusty, noisy, and
+crowded with people; excursionists pour in by thousands, German bands
+and organs seem to spring up under one's feet at every step. The sun
+blazes in the windows of the houses on the Marine Parade all day, and
+the fine, dry, chalky dust from the Downs is apt to be irritating to
+delicate throats; but for all that, Brighton in August is delightful, at
+least to children. Then they may pass an almost amphibious existence
+without danger of catching cold. Foremost in every mischief, bravest in
+every danger, most fortunate in every escapade, was Bertie. No one could
+look at his sparkling eyes and rosy cheeks, hear his merry laughter,
+watch him skip, jump, and dance along the beach, without saying, "There,
+at least, is one happy boy," and feeling glad that there was so much
+capacity for pure enjoyment in the world. He dragged Eddie and Agnes
+with him hither and thither, till by sheer force of energy and example
+he forced them to share his happiness, and brought the roses to their
+cheeks too; he would have dragged Aunt Amy and Uncle Clair about in the
+same way, only they drew the line at taking off shoes and paddling in
+the water, and begged to be allowed to sit still on the beach and watch
+them. However, one day, very much to his astonishment, he met his Aunt
+Gregory and his cousins walking on the Parade, and Bertie nothing
+doubted but they would be glad to join his many expeditions in search of
+fun; but the boys had many other acquaintances in Brighton, and felt
+half ashamed to acknowledge a relative who was only a junior clerk, and
+refused very distinctly to go down on the beach, and be friendly with
+Eddie and Agnes. Indeed, as soon as Mrs. Gregory understood that Mr. and
+Mrs. Clair were also by the sea-side, she became very chilling to
+Bertie, and asked when he was going back to his office.
+
+"Next Monday, aunt; but the others will stay for another fortnight,"
+Bertie answered brightly, without the least shade of discontent on his
+face.
+
+"And why must you return before the others, my lad?" a gentleman said,
+advancing a step, and looking at Bertie steadily. "If I don't mistake, I
+have met you before somewhere. Where was it?"
+
+[Illustration: "'I REMEMBER YOU QUITE WELL,' HE SAID."]
+
+"You have seen him at our house, perhaps, Mr. Murray," Dick Gregory said
+carelessly; he had been walking with the gentleman, and discussing a
+trip in Mr. Murray's yacht, and did not want to be interrupted; indeed,
+he was far from being pleased at meeting Bertie. "You know, he's in
+papa's office in the City," he added, seeing the gentleman still looked
+puzzled.
+
+"No, cousin; I think Mr. Murray saw me at Riversdale," Bertie said, a
+little shyly, for a pair of keen dark eyes were fixed on his face. "He
+used to come and see papa often; but I think he would remember Eddie
+better than me: he saw him oftener."
+
+"Oh dear me! yes, of course; why, I remember you quite well," he said.
+"You are Herbert, the dreadful little boy who snow-balled me one day,
+and Eddie drew caricatures of me. Dear me! Mrs. Gregory, how strange
+you never mentioned the Rivers' being here. This boy's father is one of
+my oldest and dearest friends. I shall be delighted to meet him."
+
+For a moment there was an awkward silence; Mrs. Gregory looked red and
+confused, her two sons turned round and studied the sea, then Bertie
+looked up suddenly. "Papa is not here, sir: he--he is dead," he said
+steadily, but in an earnest voice. "I am in Uncle Gregory's office;
+Eddie is learning to be an artist with Uncle Clair. Poor papa lost his
+money, and we're going to try and get rich, to buy back Riversdale."
+
+"Buy back Riversdale!" Mr. Murray cried. "You don't mean----" then
+glancing at Mrs. Gregory's confused expression, and the sudden gravity
+that had replaced the mirth in Bertie's eyes, he stopped, and puckered
+up his forehead in the strangest way.
+
+"Is this boy, Herbert Rivers, staying with you?" he asked presently,
+turning to Mrs. Gregory.
+
+"No, indeed; I did not even know he was here. I fancied he was at the
+office, as usual."
+
+"Oh! then how did you come to be here, child? Are you alone?" Mr. Murray
+asked.
+
+"I am with Uncle and Aunt Clair. Last Saturday Uncle Gregory said I
+might have a week's holiday and spend it with my brother, so I just ran
+straight off to Fitzroy Square, and found them all in the hall just
+starting for Brighton. Oh, it has been so splendid!"
+
+"So you must go back to town to your office next Monday?" the gentleman
+said, after a moment's frowning. "Well, well, we shall see; this is
+Thursday. Where does your Uncle Clair live?"
+
+Bertie told him the address: it was within a stone's throw; and as Mr.
+Murray noted down the number, and glanced at the house so as to remember
+it, he saw that the balcony was strikingly decorated with some of the
+children's trophies. Long trailing sprays of damp dark-brown seaweed
+hung over the railings; there was quite a large heap of sea-stones, and
+a few shells piled up in one corner. Bertie's schooner was firmly
+anchored to a crimson bucket in another; there was a camp-stool before
+an easel standing in the open window, and a low chair with cushions
+outside. Altogether, the aspect of the rooms occupied by Uncle Clair
+pleased Mr. Murray.
+
+As they walked along the parade Mr. Murray was unusually silent; the
+boys watched him, and saw by the expression of his face that he was
+thinking deeply. But it was not till he met their father at the aquarium
+that Mr. Murray said a single word about Bertie Rivers. Then both
+gentlemen stood in a quiet corner, and talked so long and so earnestly
+that both Mrs. Gregory and the boys became impatient, and not a little
+curious. What could they possibly have to say about the little junior
+clerk? and yet they were sure he was the subject of their conversation.
+
+Mrs. Gregory looked more anxious than curious. Mr. Murray was a very old
+friend of the Rivers' family, and though absence from England for
+several years caused him to be quite ignorant of the calamities that had
+overtaken the master of Riversdale, the death of his brother Frank, and
+the loss of his fortune, he was still deeply interested in the family,
+and heard with regret of the almost friendless condition of Mr. Rivers'
+sons.
+
+"I wish you had told me all this sooner," he said at length. "We might
+have done something better for that fine lad."
+
+"He will do very well," Mr. Gregory replied, a little coldly. "You
+should be the last person in the world to object to business."
+
+"I don't object, only the boy is too young--a mere child. Why did not
+you send him to school with your boys, for a few years at least?"
+
+"I do not think that would be any true kindness. It would only make him
+dissatisfied with his future position, perhaps. Bertie is doing very
+well."
+
+Mr. Murray said no more, but all the remainder of the afternoon he
+thought a great deal of his old friend Mr. Rivers and his boys, and the
+more he reflected the less pleased he felt at Mr. Gregory's treatment of
+Bertie, and the undisguised contempt Dick and Harry expressed for their
+cousin. He resolved to call the very next morning on Mr. Clair, and have
+a talk with him about the lads, for Mr. Murray had a very strong reason
+for being interested in their future. It was he who had persuaded their
+father to invest money in the speculation that ended so disastrously,
+but he had no idea that Mr. Rivers became such an extensive shareholder;
+he forgot that a simple country gentleman, without either knowledge or
+experience, could not be as prudent and far-seeing as a man all his life
+acquainted with business. Mr. Murray had been a loser in the mines
+himself, but to a comparatively slight extent, and as he was an
+exceedingly rich man, he only regarded the matter as one of the casual
+losses incurred in business. But his old friend's losses troubled him
+deeply, and he resolved to do everything in his power to repair the
+effects of his well-meant, but unfortunate, advice.
+
+Mr. Murray was an old bachelor, very rich, and some people said very
+eccentric, though, in truth, his eccentricity was only indiscriminate
+generosity. He was very fond of children, boys especially; he often
+spoke of adopting some promising lad to inherit a portion of his great
+fortune, and continue the grand old firm in the City that had flourished
+for over a hundred years as Murray and Co. For many reasons Mr. Gregory
+hoped that one of his boys would be chosen, and lately everything had
+seemed like it; therefore, the sudden interest Mr. Murray seemed to take
+in Bertie caused Mr. and Mrs. Gregory some uneasiness, especially as the
+gentleman said at dinner that evening that the yachting excursion would
+have to be put off for some days, as he wished to make the acquaintance
+of his old friend's sons, and learn a little more of their history, and
+meant to call at their address the next morning.
+
+(_To be continued._)
+
+
+
+
+AN APPLE SONG.
+
+
+  The Autumn sunshine falls so warm,
+    So warm in the orchard green,
+  A golden tent is the apple-tree;
+    And under the leafy screen
+  Sits Rex, in the curve of a mossy bough,
+    As high as he can go,
+  Dropping the apples red and brown
+    To his Cousin Prue below.
+
+  Sweet Prue, knee-deep in the cool green grass,
+    Spreads wide her pinafore,
+  The ripe fruit falls in a golden rain,
+    By two, by three, by four;
+  With watchful eye and ready hand
+    She lets no apple fall--
+  As fast as Rex can throw them down
+    She catches one and all.
+
+  The blackbird on the topmost bough
+    Is singing loud and clear,
+  The children shouting at their task
+    It does him good to hear.
+  He watches them with his bead-black eyes,
+    And blither still he sings;
+  But clearer than dear blackbird's note
+    The children's laughter rings.
+
+
+
+
+MORNINGS AT THE ZOO.
+
+VIII.--IN THE FISH-HOUSE.
+
+
+Of the Fish-house at the London Zoological Gardens it must be said that
+its contents are decidedly "mixed," for it is the home not only of a few
+specimens of the finny tribe, but also of some wading and diving birds,
+of a very curious amphibian, of a few shrimps, and of several of the
+beautiful flower-like sea-anemones. The collection, however, loses
+nothing in point of interest because of its varied character, and will
+repay a good deal more study than it seems to receive from visitors.
+
+[Illustration: SEA-ANEMONES.]
+
+Some of the fishes are as common as the schoolboy's familiar friend, the
+minnow. Others, like the cat-fish and sea-horse, are rare--in England,
+at any rate. Then there are kinds known to every lover of angling, such
+as the perch and pike. Seldom has a popular name been so aptly bestowed
+as in the case of the pretty little sea-horses. In the upper half of
+their wee bodies they have all the equine look and bearing, but in the
+lower half there is a great falling-off in the likeness, excepting that
+both animals have tails. But the tail of the sea-horse is a most useful
+appendage. The tiny creature can twine it round marine weeds and
+vegetables, and by this means drifts along with the current into far
+distant seas and strange climes. To this cause the occasional discovery
+of foreigners upon British coasts has been ascribed. With regard to the
+name of the cat-fish, one must not be quite so particular. There is, on
+a cursory glance, enough of the appearance of pussy about the head of
+this curious animal to explain how the title came to be applied to it.
+It strikes one as being rather a morose and surly creature, an
+impression that is fully borne out when one learns that it will fight
+desperately when captured.
+
+Though the flounders can scarcely be considered as other than common
+fishes, they always are worth watching. Tom Noddy was all head and no
+body, but they may be regarded as being nearly all body with very little
+head, and the two bright black eyes, which look as if they were "stuck
+on," give them a rather comical aspect. You will find them inquisitive,
+too. Put your finger in front of their tank, and they will all flock to
+see what it is. On the contrary, other fishes, such as the pike and
+carp, will remain stolid and indifferent to any movement you may make,
+and some, like the timorous trout--for which Isaak Walton loved to angle
+above any fish,--will be so dreadfully upset at the appearance of your
+digit that they will dart off in every direction.
+
+Little folk may be expected to feel special interest in the pikes, those
+"fresh-water wolves" and "tyrants of the rivers," as they have been
+styled in consequence of their ferocity. They thrive well despite their
+savage gluttony, and attain to a green old age. One was captured in a
+pond in Sweden, in 1449, with a ring round its neck, which bore an
+inscription which showed that it had been placed in the pond more than
+two hundred years before. However that may be, there is no doubt that
+the pike is a long liver. It is so destructive, that it will clear a
+pond of all the fishes, not hesitating to attack those even that are
+nearly as big as itself. There is a case on record of a pike fastening
+on the lips of a mule, which had been taken to drink in the pond. They
+have been known to bite at swans and geese, and altogether Jack Pike is
+a most voracious creature. It may be assumed also that it is unsociable,
+for it generally swims about by itself, and not in shoals or in
+companies like other fishes.
+
+[Illustration: IN THE ORCHARD. "_AN APPLE SONG_" (_p. 170_).]
+
+Among other inmates of this house which call for mention are carp,
+gobies, dace, roach, bullhead, gurnard, mullet, basse, and conger-eels.
+They lead a monotonous sort of life, swimming to and fro in their tanks,
+in a wearisome way. But their graceful movements and curious colours are
+worth notice. The conger-eels are comparatively small specimens. Those
+in the deep sea sometimes attain a gigantic size. They are able to use
+their tail as a hand, and have been known by means of it to seize the
+gunwale of the boat in which they were imprisoned and jump into the sea.
+
+[Illustration: THE MARINE BULLHEAD.]
+
+One of the quaintest and most interesting inmates of the house, however,
+is not a fish but an amphibian. There are two groups of amphibians, one
+called _tailless_--to which frogs and toads belong--and the other
+_tailed_, of which the newt and the axolotl are members. The Zoological
+Society are fortunate enough to possess specimens of both the black and
+white axolotl. This creature, which is a native of Mexico, has a strange
+life-history not unlike that of the frog. It has a sort of tadpole stage
+of existence, in which it is furnished with a collar of gills and lives
+in the water. After a while it loses its gills, and its tail and legs
+grow much less fish-like. There is a kind of lizard look about its
+permanent form. In the first period of its history it is styled
+_axolotl_; in the final period it becomes known as _amblystome_. They
+say its flesh is esteemed a delicacy in Mexico.
+
+Visitors seem to regard the anemones--the "most brilliant of living
+flower gardens," as Charles Kingsley called them--as useful in the way
+of ornament, and pass their tanks without paying further heed to them.
+This is not the case with respect to the diving birds, which are beyond
+all question the centre of attraction in the fish-house. The birds
+comprise a darter, a cormorant, a guillemot, and a penguin. The
+first-named is seldom seen in this country. It is a largish bird with
+webbed feet, long thin neck, and spear-like bill. When swimming in the
+water with its body entirely submerged, it looks not unlike a snake
+forging along. Hence it is also known as the snake-neck. The cormorant
+and darter, though here classed for convenience' sake among the divers,
+really belong to the pelican family. The guillemot is a diving bird
+found in the Northern seas, while the penguin may be looked upon as
+representing the divers of the Southern Ocean. The penguin is a most
+awkward bird ashore, but in its native element its movements are elegant
+and rapid. When the keeper has placed some food in the water-tank, the
+darter is fetched from its cage. The bird takes a swim round, then spots
+its prey and goes for it with unerring aim. Rising to the surface it
+throws the fish in the air, catches it in its beak, and bolts it with
+business-like despatch. It then goes fishing again, and after its wants
+have been supplied it returns to its house. The other three birds are
+allowed to dine together. There is no squabbling amongst them. Enough
+fishes are thrown in to keep them occupied for a few minutes. The speed
+with which the guillemot cuts the water is truly amazing. Once more one
+has an opportunity of noticing the clumsiness of the penguin when it
+tries to leave the water. At either end of the tank a platform with
+transverse bars is let down for the convenience of the birds, but the
+silly penguin, instead of going to the end of the platform and gradually
+working its way upward, sometimes endeavours to climb up the side, its
+frantic struggles to do so being ludicrous. It does not appear to
+possess sufficient sense to find its way out in the easiest manner, for
+Mr Keeper has to assist it with a long iron pole with a hook at the end,
+by means of which he pushes the bird along to the foot of the platform.
+The feeding of the birds is a very instructive performance. Unless some
+such occasion were afforded us of seeing these essentially aquatic birds
+in the water, one could not have the slightest idea of the power and
+grace of their movements.
+
+And in leaving the fish-house let me say that this educational value, so
+to speak, of the Zoological Gardens undoubtedly forms one of their
+strongest claims upon public support.
+
+JAMES A. MANSON.
+
+
+
+
+WHAT CAME OF A FOXGLOVE.
+
+A FAIRY STORY.
+
+
+Behind, before, in the branches of the trees, amongst the blades of
+grass, creeping under the mushrooms, swinging on the foxgloves, and
+clinging to the ragged-robin, were the fairies.
+
+Blanche and Belinda did not see them, because of the bright golden
+sunshine, which hides the fairies from mortal sight; but the fairies saw
+the two girls walking arm in arm through the wood.
+
+Blanche stooped to gather a splendid crimson foxglove, which she shook
+gently, saying,
+
+  "The bells shall ring
+  For the fairy king;
+  Ding, dong, bell!
+  Ding, dong, bell!"
+
+But, alas! as she shook it, no fewer than seven little fairy pages fell
+to the ground. They were not much hurt, but they were very indignant at
+being knocked about in that manner; also the feathers in their caps were
+much ruffled.
+
+They sprang to their feet feeling very angry, especially as the other
+fairies were laughing.
+
+  "We are the Queen's pages,
+  And very great our rage is!"
+
+they shouted.
+
+And then, as they looked more carefully at one another and saw how
+tossed and tumbled were their pretty suits of embroidered white velvet,
+they burst out crying, saying--
+
+  "We are not fit to be seen
+  By her Majesty the Queen;
+  Our clothes are all blue and green,
+  Who will wash and make them clean?"
+
+"I will," said the Fairy Queen; "I saw it all, and I am very angry.
+
+  My pages shall not be
+  Treated so shamefully!"
+
+And her face grew as red as a peony.
+
+But Blanche and Belinda knew nothing of all this; they had not any idea
+that the fairies were in the wood.
+
+Blanche had just thrown down the foxglove, for suddenly there issued out
+of every flower clusters of bees, that buzzed and hummed and made a
+dense cloud around the two little sisters until they could not see one
+another.
+
+
+II.
+
+And then--
+
+Why, suddenly all the bees disappeared as quickly as they had come, and
+all was sunshine and brightness again; and Belinda was not stung, though
+she looked at her arms and hands, and felt her forehead and cheeks and
+neck, expecting to be covered with great smarting lumps. Instead of
+which, she had never been freer from pain; and the world around had
+never looked so beautiful as it did to-day, with so many butterflies of
+divers colours, and great green dragon-flies, that she wondered where
+they all came from. The wood-path, too, grew more lovely, and patches of
+blue sky appeared through the branches of the trees.
+
+All at once she cried out--
+
+"Blanche! Blanche!"
+
+For Blanche was nowhere to be seen; and though she hunted in and out
+among the trees and bushes, she could not find her. No one answered,
+except the echoes repeating, "Blanche! Blanche! where are you?"
+
+[Illustration: "WALKING ARM IN ARM."]
+
+And then Belinda sat down, and she began to cry.
+
+[Illustration: "HE ... STOOD WITH HIS HAT IN HIS HAND."]
+
+
+III.
+
+Belinda cried for half an hour without stopping, and her eyes were
+swollen up, and her cheeks wet with tears. Some one was standing by her,
+and a voice was saying--
+
+  "Why are you crying, little girl, I pray,
+  On such a pleasant sunny summer day?
+  I'm a little packman, with my funny pack.
+  Such a weight! oh, such a weight! to carry on my back.
+  What will you buy, maiden? what will you buy?
+  Half a dozen handkerchiefs, to wipe your cheeks quite dry?"
+
+Belinda looked up, and in her surprise left off crying. Before her stood
+a small boy with a bundle of wheat over his shoulder. He looked tired
+and melancholy, and not by any means as jovial as might have been
+expected from his words.
+
+"Handkerchiefs!" said Belinda, disdainfully. "Why, you've nothing but a
+wisp of straw over your shoulder, and it can't be any weight."
+
+"Try it," said the boy, throwing it down upon the ground.
+
+But Belinda took no notice of it.
+
+"And you're not a packman, only a little boy," she said, angrily; "how
+can you tell such stories?"
+
+The melancholy-looking boy answered--
+
+  "Perhaps I'm a king in disguise,
+  Although of a very small size;
+  If you were a little more wise,
+  You might find in my pack a great prize.
+
+However, I'll leave it for you, and the first young gentleman you meet
+with will, perhaps, pick it up and carry it home for you; for you will
+soon find you are not able to lift it yourself."
+
+And so saying the boy turned away, and Belinda was again alone.
+
+"Not lift a few ears of corn," she said, giving a slight kick to the
+heap at her feet.
+
+But as her foot touched it it was no longer a bundle of wheat, but a
+sack tied close at the mouth, and it expanded until it was as large as
+Belinda herself. Added to which there appeared to be something alive in
+it, for it moved from side to side as though some creature were
+struggling inside.
+
+"Oh! perhaps it is Blanche!" exclaimed Belinda, "and the boy has brought
+her back. He said 'a great prize,' and a king in disguise. He may have
+been a fairy, who can tell?"
+
+And she tried to open the sack, but to no purpose, for she only tore
+her fingers and made them bleed, and the blood dropped down on her frock
+and stained it, and she grew very hot.
+
+There was a glassy pool close by, so she knelt down and bathed her hands
+and face; and as she rose up she caught sight of herself in the pool,
+and for a moment she scarcely knew herself, for she was dressed so
+grandly. She had on a pink satin gown and a white satin apron with
+cherry-coloured bows, and a gauze cap, and red shoes with gold buckles.
+
+"I wonder wherever these clothes could come from?" she said aloud.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+The sack gave a roll, and whatever might be within was evidently trying
+to get out. And again she called out--
+
+"Blanche! Blanche!"
+
+She tried to lift up the sack, for she thought if she could drag it
+along she might in time find some one who could open it.
+
+But she found that the melancholy boy was right, she could not move it.
+
+"And I am not likely to meet with any one in this part of the wood."
+
+
+IV.
+
+Some one was whistling in the distance.
+
+Belinda listened.
+
+Then she cried out, "Help! help!"
+
+The footsteps came nearer, and a boy in a fine suit came along. As soon
+as he saw Belinda he made a low bow, and stood with his hat in his hand.
+
+"This must be a gentleman," thought Belinda, "or he would not be so
+polite."
+
+But she did not speak.
+
+"Did you not cry out for help?" asked the youth.
+
+"Yes," replied Belinda; "I have lost Blanche, and I want some one to
+find her, and to help me to carry this bag; for I can't lift it, and I
+believe there is a prize in it."
+
+"Prize!" repeated the boy; "I should think there was! Why this bag is
+full of wonderful magic toys, and if you let them out they will search
+the world over until they find anything that you have lost. Where did
+you get them from?"
+
+"A boy with a bundle of corn brought the sack. At least it wasn't a
+sack, but it turned into one--and----"
+
+"It must have been Oberon himself, the King of the Fairies, you know,
+who brought the sack to you."
+
+[Illustration: "OUT RUSHED THE TOYS."]
+
+"Ah!" returned Belinda, "he did say something about a king in disguise,
+but I did not believe him."
+
+"Perhaps if you had been more polite," answered the boy, "you would have
+found Blanche back by this time, for he knows all about her. The Queen
+has carried her away because she knocked her little pages about."
+
+"Knocked her little pages about! you are as foolish as the other boy.
+But if you know so much, pray where has the Queen hidden her?"
+
+"How should I know?" replied the boy.
+
+"Oh, dear!" exclaimed Belinda, and she began to cry again.
+
+"Do be wise," said the boy; "crying does no good."
+
+"Wise, prize, size, disguise," murmured Belinda.
+
+"What are you saying?" he asked.
+
+"Oh, nothing!" said Belinda.
+
+"That is not true," he answered; "you said some words; say them again."
+
+And as Belinda repeated the words the boy lifted up the sack quite
+easily, and cut the string that fastened it, with his knife. And his
+clothes changed even as Belinda's had done. He wore now a sort of helmet
+with a plume of feathers in it, and a slashed dress; and he knelt down
+and opened the mouth of the sack. Ah! was not Belinda astonished, for
+out rushed the toys--such toys--all of them able to move about. One of
+them, a man on horseback, galloped away over a bridge, in the distance;
+another ran up the mountain with a donkey following after him. A woman
+and a little child next rushed down into the valley, so did a boy with a
+dog that did not look like a dog running behind him.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+To all of these the youth said--
+
+  "Now be kind,
+  Find, find, find!"
+
+Belinda gazed in astonishment, for never had she seen such toys before.
+
+"Now," said the boy, as a white horse with a cart behind it emerged from
+a heap of carriages and toy soldiers, "jump in, and you and I will drive
+about the world till we find Blanche."
+
+"But we can't possibly get in," returned Belinda; "it is too small for
+one, certainly for two."
+
+"Do not be stupid," said the boy; "almost all mischief comes from
+stupidity; get in whilst I hold the horse."
+
+How Belinda got into the little cart she did not know; but in it she was
+with the boy beside her, and he was driving as fast as he could go. And
+there was plenty of room for both.
+
+The toy soldiers had mounted their horses and were riding behind them
+and at the side of them, for the boy had said--
+
+"Mount quickly, guards."
+
+And as they went along, Belinda presently heard the man on horseback and
+the woman and all the magic toys come clattering after them as hard as
+they could come.
+
+"Ah!" observed the boy; "we are on the right path; the King has sent
+them after us."
+
+"The King!"
+
+"Yes; did you not see a toll-man on the bridge?"
+
+"No," answered Belinda; but she whispered to herself, "a king in
+disguise; wise, prize, size."
+
+"You are getting more sensible," said the boy, as he drove faster and
+faster till the white cart-horse seemed to turn into a race-horse, he
+went so swiftly.
+
+"There will be an accident," said Belinda.
+
+And so there was, for the cart-wheel flew off, and down went the cart,
+and Belinda and the boy were tumbled into a ditch, whence they
+scrambled out and rolled down a grassy slope, on and on and on, such a
+distance that Belinda felt quite giddy.
+
+"This is the end of the drive," said the boy; "we need not trouble about
+the horse and cart. Follow me."
+
+And Belinda followed him.
+
+He pushed aside the red chestnut flowers and the sycamore branches, and
+as he did so all the birds seemed to wake up, and to sing a wonderfully
+beautiful song. There were nightingales singing, though it was day, and
+the larks were carolling as blithely as at early morn. As for the
+thrushes, their voices were so clear that Belinda was sure she could
+hear the words they were saying.
+
+Of course it was poetry, only Belinda had never heard such beautiful
+poetry before.
+
+And the waterfall was singing, so was the brook, but they sang a
+different song.
+
+  "Lullaby, oh, lullaby!
+  Slumbering let the maiden lie,
+  Sweetest dreams shall float around her,
+  Magic blossoms shall surround her.
+  Fairy chains shall keep her still,
+  Fairy wand ward off all ill,
+  Gnat or fly shall not come nigh,
+  Lullaby, oh, lullaby!
+  Sleep, sweet maiden, fear no harm,
+  Potent is the fairy charm."
+
+"Oh, boy! are they talking about Blanche?"
+
+"Hush!" said he; "come quietly."
+
+Belinda came softly, and looked where he pointed, and would have cried
+out--
+
+"Blanche!"
+
+[Illustration]
+
+But the boy put his hand over her mouth.
+
+Nevertheless they had found Blanche.
+
+Yes! there she was fast asleep on a crimson cushion with tall white
+lilies and bright poppies and splendid foxgloves nodding all round her
+and drowsily ringing their sweet bells; whilst a flood of fairy light
+fell over her. She looked very happy, as though she were having pleasant
+dreams.
+
+"Kiss her," said the boy.
+
+And Belinda stooped and kissed her.
+
+And then Blanche opened wide her eyes, saying.
+
+"Where have you been?" she asked; "I have had such a nice sleep. It all
+came from the foxglove."
+
+Belinda looked round to thank the boy, but he had vanished.
+
+So had the cushion and the lilies, and the poppies.
+
+"Why it's the old woodpath again," murmured Belinda. "I know the place
+quite well. Size, wise, prize, disguise; disguise, prize, size, wise,"
+she repeated; "yes, the young gentleman must have been a king in
+disguise."
+
+Blanche looked surprised.
+
+"Yes, that is just what I was dreaming of. I thought I had really quite
+lost you, and he brought you to me."
+
+Perhaps the youth was Oberon; but if so, of course he never told them.
+
+"But he must have been a great many Oberons," Belinda went on, musing;
+"the melancholy packboy, the toll-man, the young gentleman! Ah! it is of
+no use thinking about it, one only gets confused."
+
+[Illustration: "SHE WAS FAST ASLEEP."]
+
+But if she had had ears to listen to fairy music, she would have heard
+this song:--
+
+      "Each little page
+      Hath lost his rage,
+      The punishment is o'er;
+      The sisters twain
+      Have met again,
+      To separate no more.
+  So 'tis decreed by Queen and King,
+  Who now the two together bring."
+
+JULIA GODDARD.
+
+
+
+
+DAISY AND DOLLY.
+
+
+  Beneath the poplars' leafy screen
+    The shade is cool and sweet,
+  Where Daisy sits like any queen--
+    The sunbeams kiss her feet,
+  Steal round the border of her dress,
+  And one white dimpled arm caress.
+
+  She holds her dainty parasol
+    Above her playmate's head,
+  Lest the hot sun should touch her doll,
+    And fade the lovely red
+  In dolly's rosy cheek that lies,
+  Or dim her beautiful blue eyes.
+
+  She weaves a pretty dream, I know,
+    All in the garden shady,
+  How dolly was, long, long ago,
+    A little fairy lady,
+  And held her court on a green, green knoll,
+  Ere she became a mortal doll.
+
+  She thinks her blue-eyed pet knows all
+    The solemn words she speaks,
+  And feels the kisses soft that fall
+    Upon her mouth and cheeks:
+  And often when I see the two
+  I wish I were the doll--don't you?  R.
+
+
+
+
+STORIES TOLD IN WESTMINSTER ABBEY.
+
+_By_ EDWIN HODDER ("OLD MERRY").
+
+III.--ROYAL FUNERALS IN THE ABBEY.
+
+On the occasion of our last visit to the Abbey, I told you a little
+about the coronations that have taken place within its walls, and apart
+from the venerable fane itself, the principal object connected with that
+long chain of events was the antique royal chair, standing in the Chapel
+of Edward the Confessor. Returning to the same spot, we will now look
+around us, and we soon see that we are in the midst of a burying-place
+of English kings. Sebert and his Queen Ethelgoda have their monument
+beside the gate at the entrance to the chapels; but there is no
+authentic account of a funeral here before that of Edward the Confessor,
+whose ashes, after three removals, repose in the shrine close beside us.
+
+It was on January 5th, 1066, just after the consecration of his
+beautiful new Abbey, that the soul of St. Edward passed away. Englishmen
+were filled with gloomy forebodings at the event. Crowds flocked to see
+the body as it lay in the palace, with an unearthly smile on its rosy
+cheeks, and with the long thin fingers interlaced across the bosom.
+
+Then, attired in royal robes, and bedecked with crown, crucifix, and
+golden chain, they laid the remains before the High Altar of the Abbey.
+His wife Edith was afterwards laid beside him. After the Conquest, royal
+personages for a time were buried in Normandy, till "the good Queen
+Maud," the wife of Henry I. and niece of Edgar Atheling, was laid
+beside the Confessor. In rebuilding the Abbey, Henry III. provided a new
+shrine, to which the remains of the now canonised Edward were removed,
+and in which (except for a short time) they have since remained.
+
+Behind the shrine the king placed some holy relics, including a tooth of
+St. Athanasius, and a stone said to show a footprint of our Lord. For
+fifty years Henry watched his new Abbey growing to completion, and
+determined it should be the burying-place of himself and the Plantagenet
+line. He was laid temporarily in the place from which the Confessor's
+bones had been taken. His son Edward I., returning from the Holy Land,
+brought home porphyry, slates, and precious marbles to build the tomb to
+which Henry's body was transferred about twenty years after his death.
+The Abbess of Fontevrault was then in London, and the late king's heart
+was delivered into her hands to be deposited in the foreign home of the
+Plantagenets.
+
+[Illustration: DAISY AND DOLLY. (_See p._ 176.)]
+
+Henceforward many royal personages were brought to be buried near the
+Confessor's shrine; but I shall only mention the more prominent. When
+Queen Eleanor died in 1291, the course of the funeral _cortége_ from
+Lincoln to London was marked by twelve memorial crosses, and the Abbots
+of Westminster were bound to have a hundred wax lights burning round her
+grave for ever on the anniversary of her death. In 1307, after having
+placed in the Confessor's Chapel the golden crown of the last Welsh
+Prince, Llewellyn, and the Stone of Fate from Scotland, Edward I. was
+himself brought here to lie beneath the rough monument, from which it
+was hoped that, in accordance with his dying wish, his bones might at
+some time be taken and carried through Scotland at the head of a
+conquering army.
+
+In 1394, Richard II. buried here his beloved Queen Anne, the friend of
+the followers of Wickliffe. The palace of Sheen in which she died was
+destroyed by her sorrowing husband, and immense sums were spent on her
+funeral. For asking to go away before the ceremony was completed, the
+Earl of Arundel was struck on the head with a cane by the king, and
+brought to the ground with his blood flowing on to the Abbey pavement.
+The affair caused so much delay, that darkness came on before all was
+over. The tomb that covers her remains was intended by her husband for
+both, but whether Richard II. sleeps in the tomb that bears his name or
+not must remain a matter of doubt. Henry IV. brought a corpse from
+Pontefract to Langley, and Henry V. transferred it to this tomb; but few
+believed it to be really the body of the murdered king.
+
+England had never seen a grander royal funeral than that of Henry V. He
+died at Vincennes, and with great pomp his body was brought by Paris to
+London. At every stage between Dover and London, and again at St.
+Paul's, and at the Abbey, funeral services were performed. The closing
+scenes were very impressive, as the funeral car, amidst a blaze of
+torches borne by hundreds of surpliced priests, and followed by his
+three favourite chargers, came up the nave to the altar steps. Room for
+the tomb was made by clearing away the holy relics behind the
+Confessor's shrine. Here was placed the magnificent piece of
+workmanship, which we now behold, a tomb below, and above a chantry, in
+which for a year thirty poor persons were to read the Psalter of the
+Virgin and special prayers for the repose of Henry's soul. At the back
+of the chantry hung the king's indented helmet (in all probability the
+one worn at Agincourt), his shield, and his saddle. In the arch beneath
+lies the headless effigy of Henry, the silver head having been carried
+off when Henry VIII. was robbing the churches.
+
+Henry VI. was very fond of the Abbey. He chose a place for his tomb, and
+even paid the first instalment for its erection, in readiness for his
+own demise. But the civil wars hindered its completion; and I have
+already told you how Henry VII. meant to raise a special chapel for him
+and altered his mind.
+
+We will pass on now into the Chapel of Henry VII., the grand mausoleum
+of a race of kings, who looked back (as Stanley points out) not to
+Saxon Edward, but to British Arthur, as their great ancestor. A gloomy
+porch conducts us into a blaze of splendour. Walls, ceilings, and arches
+are richly decorated; the "stone seems by the cunning labours of the
+chisel (says Washington Irving) to have been robbed of its weight and
+density, suspended aloft as if by magic." Nobody seems to be quite sure
+who was the architect of this beautiful piece of workmanship. The king
+lavished vast sums of money on the costly edifice, and left plenty with
+the abbot for its completion after his death. And in the stalls monks
+were to sing masses for the repose of his soul, "while the world lasts."
+
+In April, 1509, Henry died, and was placed beside his Queen, Elizabeth
+of York, in the great vault beneath the chapel floor. His mother,
+Margaret, Countess of Richmond, was brought here three months
+afterwards, of whom it was said, "Everyone that knew her loved her, and
+everything that she said or did became her." She endowed charities,
+founded colleges, ended the civil wars by marrying her son to Elizabeth
+of York, and protected Caxton in his early labours.
+
+At the Reformation there was a carrying off of relics, a rifling of
+tombs, and a temporary disturbance of the Confessor's bones. But the
+royal tombs saved the Abbey from destruction, although Protector
+Somerset was on the point of pulling it down to build his new palace in
+the Strand. Edward VI. was buried here, and Anne of Cleves, and then, in
+1558, came Queen Mary, the last English monarch interred with Roman
+Catholic solemnities. In the same tomb reposes her sister Elizabeth, at
+whose funeral the national mourning was intense. An old chronicler tells
+us that, as her coffin was borne through the streets crowded with
+spectators, "there was such a general sighing, groaning, and weeping, as
+the like hath not been seen or known in the memory of man; neither doth
+any history mention any people, time, or state, to make like lamentation
+for the death of their sovereign." The tomb was raised above the two
+sisters by James I. He also raised the monument to his mother, Mary
+Queen of Scots, in the south aisle, and had her body removed to it from
+Peterborough. Devout Scots visited this tomb, as the shrine of a saint,
+and many miracles were said to have taken place here.
+
+In the north aisle of this chapel, beside two infant children of James
+I., are the remains of the murdered princes brought from the Tower. In
+the south aisle lies Henry Frederick, Prince of Wales, of whom such high
+hopes were entertained. Two thousand mourners swelled his funeral
+procession, but no monument marks his resting-place. Three years later
+the corpse of Arabella Stuart, the king's cousin, whom some would have
+put in his place, was brought up the Thames from the Tower at midnight,
+and placed without ceremony in the tomb of Mary, Queen of Scots. James
+I. came here in 1625 and was laid in the tomb of Henry VII.
+
+Under the Commonwealth the royal monuments suffered no harm; their
+dilapidations date (as we have said) from Henry VIII's time. The mother,
+sister, and favourite daughter of Cromwell were buried here; the great
+Protector himself was interred in the august Chapel of Henry VII.
+amongst the royal dead. For two months the body lay in state at Somerset
+House in a room hung with black, and lit with innumerable black candles.
+Then there was a grand procession, a magnificent hearse, and the usual
+ceremonies of a royal funeral. On the 30th of January, 1661, Cromwell,
+Ireton, and Bradshaw were dragged from their tombs to Tyburn, and there
+hanged and beheaded. Their bodies were buried beneath the gallows, and
+their heads set up over Westminster Hall.
+
+Charles I. was to have been brought from Windsor to a grand tomb in the
+Abbey, but Charles II. applied the £70,000 voted for this purpose to
+other uses, and the matter dropped. This king's funeral was a hurried
+affair--it took place at night without pomp of any kind. To the same
+narrow vault was brought William III. Mary, after her death on December
+28th, 1694, had been interred here--"one of the saddest days," says
+Macaulay, "that Westminster had ever seen." She was the first English
+sovereign who was followed to her grave by both Houses of Parliament, as
+in other cases Parliament had expired with the sovereign.
+
+Eleven children of James II. and eighteen children of Queen Anne lie
+around the tomb of Mary, Queen of Scots. Queen Anne herself was brought
+in a coffin more enormous than that which inclosed the gigantic frame of
+her husband, Prince George, to the vault of her sister Mary. George II.
+and Queen Caroline repose in a black marble sarcophagus in the centre of
+the Chapel of Henry VII. And now Westminster Abbey ceased to be a
+burial-place of English kings and queens. George III. constructed a
+vault at Windsor for himself and his numerous family, and there his
+descendants have been interred.
+
+
+
+
+THE CHILDREN'S OWN GARDEN IN SEPTEMBER.
+
+
+The month of September is one of even more fickle and changeable a
+nature than most others; it is, however, one of very great importance to
+those who are desirous of securing plenty of geranium and other
+cuttings, for the next summer's work; because, should the month by
+chance happen to be a dry one, it will be almost impossible to obtain
+very many in consequence of so little growth being made. If, on the
+other hand, plenty of rain fall during the latter part of August and
+throughout September growth will be made both rapidly and vigorously,
+whereby cuttings can be taken almost _ad infinitum_. When the weather is
+of a congenial nature, perhaps few months in the year are more enjoyable
+in one's garden than that of September.
+
+                *       *       *       *       *
+
+The present month is the best one in which to consider the various
+effects--good or bad--which have been secured by growing certain plants
+in juxta-position with others. All incongruities or extremes arising
+from misplaced judgment or uncertain taste should be at once noted in a
+pocket-book reserved exclusively for gardening notes, comments, &c. It
+is ever so much easier to determine the proper positions of various
+colours, and situations of certain plants, when they are at the
+perfection of their beauty, than it is to allot them to certain
+imaginary quarters on plans, however skilfully drawn up, in winter.
+Indeed, it may be stated without reservation, that the only satisfactory
+means of insuring an harmonious blending and contrast of colours is by
+comparing the relative position which one plant of a certain colour and
+habit should occupy to another and different plant, when growth is
+perfected.
+
+                *       *       *       *       *
+
+Most bedding plants can be induced to continue flowering for a
+considerable period longer, if deprived of their seed-vessels so soon as
+these are formed, than they would otherwise do; geraniums, more
+especially. Not only does it hasten their decay to allow seeds to ripen,
+but materially enfeebles the entire plant. It is wise to secure as much
+beauty as is possible just now from your gardens, as a single and
+unexpected frosty night will destroy almost everything; nothing is more
+ephemeral than floral beauty.
+
+                *       *       *       *       *
+
+As last month, the chief attractions in the garden will be dahlias and
+hollyhocks; fine displays of roses often delight us throughout the
+autumnal months, and the last rose of summer charms us quite as much as
+the first one of spring. Rose-cuttings may still be taken, and those
+inserted last month should by this time be well-rooted plants, if
+properly treated, and must at once undergo a process of being gradually
+hardened off to the open air. Growing rose-shoots, having plenty of
+buds, must be carefully tied in. As regards very strong-growing plants
+which will need keeping within bounds, the operation of cutting them
+back requires the very greatest care, and our readers should get a
+practical gardener, if possible, to point out those which need trimming,
+and those to be left alone. Most young people possessing a knife
+generally commence sundry manoeuvres on the first plant or tree within
+reach, and generally with very disastrous results. Trimming and pruning
+of all sorts should, therefore, be only done by practical hands, and
+then the life of the plant will be in pretty safe keeping.
+
+                *       *       *       *       *
+
+Dahlias will require plenty of attention until frost commences its
+havocs; shoots will need thinning, and the branches must be secured to
+stout stakes firmly placed in the earth; autumnal winds wreak great
+destruction among such branches as are insecurely made fast, and a
+number of handsome blooms are thus destroyed without coming to
+perfection. Insects are very fond of infesting dahlias, and their
+depredations must be guarded against. Hollyhocks, if entirely free from
+disease, will still be handsome objects, but their beauty will be
+somewhat on the wane; seeds may be saved from the best flowers, and
+should be sown at once in a pan of light sandy soil, and placed in a
+cold frame. Rooted layers of carnations of all sorts and of every
+section should now be planted out into a rich light soil, or, what is
+more preferable, two can be placed in a 5-inch or 6-inch pot, and
+wintered thus under glass. Asters of various kinds, such as Chinese and
+German, will now be in full beauty, and where large single flower-heads
+are a desideratum, only two or three must be allowed beyond the bud
+stage. Asters are among the prettiest of autumn flowers, and for
+children's gardens we would recommend what are known as "Dwarf Bouquet."
+
+                *       *       *       *       *
+
+The present month is the one during which all tender or half-hardy
+plants used in summer gardening are "housed," or removed to their winter
+quarters under glass. It is courting failure to allow such plants as
+chrysanthemums, auriculas, geraniums, and many others, to be exposed to
+the influence of cold, frosty nights, as when the "fell destroyer"
+commences to exert its power all plants touched by it rapidly decay.
+Gladioli will now be clothed in the full glory of their gaudy, but
+handsome dress; they are comparatively easy to manage in well-drained
+spots, and being such continuous bloomers, at least three or four or
+even half a dozen should be in every small garden. In winter they must
+be covered by about six inches of litter; but in cold and ill-drained
+soils it will be safer to take the roots up during October, keeping
+these in a dry situation until the following spring.
+
+
+
+
+LEGENDS OF THE FLOWERS.
+
+THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL.
+
+
+  When skies are bright and winter's o'er,
+  And leaves and flowers return once more,
+  A little blossom 'mongst the grass
+  Peeps at wayfarers as they pass.
+
+  'Mongst gayer buds of larger size
+  It modest opes its purple eyes;
+  And those who love the flowers know well
+  The little Scarlet Pimpernel.
+
+  It hath a story of its own,
+  That unto country-folk is known;
+  For Nature's hand hath given it strange
+  Perception of the weather's change.
+
+  If clear will be the day, and fair,
+  It opens wide its petals rare;
+  But if the clouds should threaten rain,
+  It shuts them up quite close again.
+
+  The shepherds love the little flower
+  That tells them of the changeful hour,
+  And many a one asks, "Tell me, pray,
+  What weather there will be to-day."
+
+  And so in time another name,
+  In honour of its rare gift, came;
+  And the wee blossom 'mongst the grass
+  Was called the "Shepherd's Weather-glass."
+
+
+
+
+Our Music Page.
+
+
+"Let's away to the Woods."
+
+_In moderate time._
+
+_Words and Music by_ CHARLES BASSETT.
+
+VOICE.
+
+1. The tints of the trees are mellowing down From their summer green to
+a russet brown, And many a harvest is over and past, For Autumn has
+chas'd away Summer at last.
+
+2. The summer's warm glow has not died from the land, But is seen and
+felt upon ev'ry hand; From the orchard where apples hang ripe on the
+trees, To the thicket where nuts nod and dance in the breeze.
+
+3. The birds sweetly sing as they soar in the sky, And the squirrels
+frisk in the branches high; And it makes me as happy and merry as they
+To roam in the woods on a bright autumn day.
+
+Then away, let's away to the woods, Where the nuts and
+blackberries grow, Where the flow'rs at our feet send forth fragrance
+sweet--To the woods, to the woods let us go!... To the woods let us
+go!....
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: THE EDITOR'S POCKET-BOOK.
+
+JOTTINGS AND PENCILLINGS, HERE, THERE AND EVERYWHERE]
+
+
+Who were the Janizaries?
+
+About 1330 the Sultan Orkhan formed a military force out of Christian
+prisoners who had been compelled to become Mohammedans, and to these was
+given the name of Janizaries, from two Turkish words meaning new troops.
+A few years later they were more regularly organised, and granted
+special privileges, their number being increased to 10,000. Though for a
+time their ranks continued to be recruited from Christian prisoners, the
+service began, at length, to attract young Turks. Their chief officer,
+called the _aga_, wielded almost unlimited power. They fought on foot
+and were noted for the impetuosity of their charge. In course of time
+they manifested a rebellious spirit, often being the cause of
+conspiracies, riots, atrocities, and assassinations of rulers,
+statesmen, and high officials, and ultimately they grew to be more
+formidable to the Sultan than even foreign foes. Attempts to disband
+them were unsuccessful till Sultan Mahmoud II. finding himself opposed
+by them in 1826, managed to excite against them the fanatical zeal of
+other portions of his troops. Deserted by their _aga_ and other
+officers, they were utterly crushed, their barracks were burned, and
+their force was declared, on June 17, 1826, to be for ever dissolved. It
+is estimated that 15,000 of them were executed and more than 20,000
+banished. In this way this once famous body of men was extinguished.
+
+
+A Canine Guide.
+
+A Lincolnshire farmer has a dog that for practical wisdom will compare
+favourably with most men. Should its master leave anything--such as a
+stick or gloves--on the farm, he has but to make known by a sign the
+fact of his loss when off the dog will trudge, and not come home till it
+has found the missing article. It will permit a well-dressed man to
+enter the farm-yard by day, but should a beggar put in an appearance
+this respecter of persons will gently seize him by his clothes and see
+him safely off the premises. By night, however, all strangers approach
+at their peril. The farmer's sister lives on the adjoining farm,
+communication between the two farms being obtained by means of a single
+plank across the deep ditch that separates them. Sometimes the farmer's
+children want to visit their aunt, and they are always entrusted to the
+care of the dog. It marshals them in a small troop, conducts them to the
+bridge, where a halt is called. The bairns are then taken over one by
+one, doggie seizing hold from behind of the child's dress. It then waits
+for the return journey and escorts them home in the same way.
+
+
+The Taming of Bucephalus.
+
+Bucephalus, the famous steed of Alexander the Great, is said to have
+been broken in in the following manner. The horse was so fierce and
+unmanageable that no one would ride it. It had broken one man's neck,
+another man's leg, and seriously injured several others. An animal with
+such a reputation no doubt excited a good deal of attention, and
+Alexander was one day watching it in the Hippodrome or Circus, when it
+struck him that the horse was rendered ungovernable by fear of its own
+shadow. Accordingly he mounted it, and running it against the sun--so
+that its shadow fell behind--in due time succeeded in thoroughly
+subduing it. Tradition stated that through being the first to break in
+Bucephalus--which became his favourite charger--Alexander had fulfilled
+the condition which had been declared by an oracle to be necessary to
+his gaining the crown of Macedon.
+
+
+The Price of a Picture by Landseer.
+
+Sir Edwin Landseer's magnificent stag-picture called, "The Monarch of
+the Glen," and well known all over the world from engravings, was
+recently exposed to auction, when it fetched the enormous price of
+£6,510. It is said that the painter sold it off his easel for 800
+guineas. The bidding at the sale began at £2,000, and by bids of one
+hundred guineas reached £4,000, at which price it was hoped that it
+might have been secured for the National Gallery. The competition,
+however, continued beyond that sum, until the picture was sold for 6,200
+guineas. Only one other picture by Landseer has brought a higher
+price--namely, the famous Polar Bear subject, "Man proposes, but God
+disposes," which realised £6,615.
+
+
+"Ignoramus."
+
+As commonly used nowadays this term is equivalent to "dunce," but it was
+originally employed as a law term. It is a Latin word, and literally
+translated means, "we do not know." In former days when a grand jury
+considered that a bill or indictment was not supported by sufficient
+evidence to prove the need for a trial, they wrote the word "ignoramus"
+on the back of it, signifying that they rejected it. The words used in
+present practice are simply "not a true bill," or "not found." But in
+course of time the old Latin term was made serviceable, as we have seen,
+in a new way.
+
+
+Saved by South Sea Islanders.
+
+Considering the reputation that most of the South Sea Islands used to
+enjoy for cannibalistic practices, it is pleasing to read that the
+natives of one of the isles in the Marshall group in the South Pacific
+Ocean rescued the crew of a vessel wrecked near Ujaal Island. A number
+of natives went in their boats to the wreck and took off the crew and a
+lady passenger, conveying them to an island some fifteen miles from the
+spot where the ship was lost, and treating them with great kindness.
+Tents were erected out of the sails of the wrecked vessel, which were
+removed for the purpose.
+
+
+A Strange Vow.
+
+Not long since there died in a workhouse in Southwark a pedlar who used
+to sell odds-and-ends on a tray on London Bridge, and who pretended to
+be deaf and dumb. It is said that, though clothed in rags, he was a
+Swiss gentleman of means who, stung by remorse, had vowed not to open
+his lips for ten years, to go bareheaded and barefooted, and to abandon
+for twenty years all the advantages of his fortune. His vow was rigidly
+kept, and at the period of his death he was in the fourteenth year of
+his singular penance.
+
+
+Honour among Cats.
+
+Seeing that pussy is by no means friendly to birds, it is rather
+gratifying to hear of a cat that was entrusted with the care of a
+shopful of birds and was true to her trust. She was shut in the shop for
+the purpose of doing battle with such rats and mice as might put in an
+appearance; and discharged this duty with signal success. Yet though it
+may have been--at first at any rate--a sore trial to her to keep her
+paws off the birds, she was able to resist every temptation to gratify
+her natural tastes, and might even have been seen quietly snoozing on
+the top of one of the cages.
+
+
+Memory in Parrots.
+
+These birds have retentive memories. A parrot that belonged to a lady
+recognised a black servant after three years' absence. Another bird was
+so fierce that no one in the house liked to touch it, but it would allow
+a lady visitor to handle it with impunity. It was at last given away, as
+its ill temper seemed incurable. About three years later this lady
+called upon a friend, when a parrot in the corner of the room became
+greatly excited. As it was generally very quiet in its demeanour, its
+mistress remarked the unusual behaviour, but her visitor on going up to
+the cage recognised her old friend of the savage disposition, which had
+not forgotten her. When she spoke to it the bird was much pleased, and
+came on to her hand and fondled her.
+
+
+The Clock-tower in Darmstadt Palace.
+
+The residential palace in Darmstadt, where Queen Victoria made a brief
+stay in the spring of this year, has a clock-tower the chimes in which
+discourse sweet music four times every hour. At the first quarter they
+strike up a verse of the stirring "Watch on the Rhine;" at the half-hour
+the familiar notes of "God save the Queen" fall upon the listener's ear;
+at the third quarter an air from the well-known opera of the "Marriage
+of Figaro," enlivens the palace; while the hour is hailed with the
+bridal chorus from Wagner's "Lohengrin."
+
+
+Oiling the Waves.
+
+During the last two or three years a good deal has been heard of
+experiments for calming an angry sea by pouring oil upon the troubled
+waters. This has been proved to have a marked effect, but it is
+interesting to note that the idea is by no means new. In 1844
+experiments were made in the North Sea, with a view to test this special
+property, and though several gallons were used on the occasion, no
+diminution of their rage was noticed in the waves. Captain Wilkes,
+however, the commander of the United States Exploring Expedition in
+the Antarctic Ocean, 1838-42, observed that the oil leaking from a
+whaler had a stilling influence upon the sea. And this quite agrees with
+the result of nearly, if not all, recent trials.
+
+[Illustration: ACTIVE VOLCANO IN RÉUNION.]
+
+
+Spider Knicknacks.
+
+A large trade is done at Santa Barbara, in South California, in the
+preparation of stuffed specimens of a big, ugly, vicious, poisonous
+spider. Cards decorated with these insect monsters are readily bought by
+tourists, by museums, and by science schools. This spider excites great
+curiosity on account of the nest with trap-door which it constructs with
+much skill, but though its native valleys abound with countless numbers
+of the homes and tunnels, yet hardly a living spider can be seen. It is
+for this reason, doubtless, that the demand for stuffed specimens is so
+considerable as to engage wholesale merchants as well as retail
+shopkeepers in meeting its supply.
+
+
+An Affectionate Dog.
+
+Early this year, a lady died in New York. She had had a Skye terrier as
+a pet for twelve years, and during the two months of her illness it
+remained by her bed. After the funeral it took up its old position by
+the bed, refusing to eat. A few days afterwards it found a pair of its
+mistress's shoes which had been thrown out of doors. The faithful animal
+brought them in its mouth to the bedroom, placed them on the floor, laid
+its fore paws and head across them, and continued in this position for
+several hours. Early one morning its mournful cries aroused the
+household, and exactly a week, to the very hour, after its mistress's
+death, the poor terrier expired beside the bed, its head and paws still
+resting on the cast-off shoes. This story shows how keenly some animals
+feel the loss of those who have treated them kindly.
+
+
+A Sagacious Cavalry Horse.
+
+Some weeks since a gentleman was knocked down by a cab in a busy street
+in London, and owed his escape from what might have proved a fatal
+accident to the sagacity of the horse by which the cab was driven. The
+hansom cab was going along at an ordinary pace, and the gentleman (who
+carried a bundle of papers) tried to pass it. In doing so he was knocked
+down, his papers were scattered, and he was himself in imminent danger
+of being run over, as the driver did not notice the accident in time to
+pull up. The horse, however, happened to be an old cavalry horse, and it
+neatly stepped over the prostrate body of the gentleman and stopped just
+as the wheels of the vehicle had reached his body. The gentleman was
+then dragged from his perilous position, much shaken and frightened, but
+in other respects uninjured.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+What is a Nabob?
+
+You have now and again met with the phrase, "rich as a nabob," and have
+perhaps wondered what a nabob had to do with riches. I will tell you.
+Under the Mogul Empire the provinces of India were administered by
+deputies called _nawâb_, who commonly amassed great wealth and lived in
+much splendour. The title was used under British rule, but became
+gradually corrupted into _nabob_. In course of time it was applied
+generally to all natives who had grown rich, and latterly it was
+bestowed--more often in a derisive sense--upon Europeans who, having
+made large fortunes in India, returned to their native land and spent
+their money in a luxurious and ostentatious way.
+
+
+A Curious Volcano.
+
+Most active volcanoes have nothing very remarkable about them so far as
+the discharge of lava is concerned. In the Isle of Bourbon or Réunion,
+which lies in the Indian Ocean, there is, however, a volcano which is in
+a state of eruption twice every year. It occupies about one-sixth of the
+whole island, it often changes its crater, and the streams of lava
+sometimes reach to the sea. The surrounding district is called the
+Burned Land, from the desert aspect which it always wears. From the
+accompanying picture it will be seen that this volcano occasionally has
+several sources of lava.
+
+
+
+
+The "Little Folks" Humane Society.
+
+_THIRTY-FIRST LIST OF OFFICERS AND MEMBERS._
+
+
+_Officers' Names are printed in Small Capital Letters, and the Names of
+their Members are printed beneath. Where a short line, thus "----," is
+printed, the end of an Officer's List is indicated._
+
+                             AGE
+    44278 A. M. M. Weeks                   13
+    44279 Frank George                     11
+    44280 E. M. Hilling                    11
+    44281 Annie Ball                       14
+    44282 Herbert Kitchener, Islington, L  15
+    44283 James Baker                      10
+    44284 Fredk. Morley                    11
+    44285 Charles Russell                  12
+    44286 George Freeman                   13
+    44287 Ernest West                       9
+    44288 Edward Frayer                    13
+    44289 Albert Logsdon                   11
+    44290 William West                     10
+    44291 W. J. Thomas                     11
+    44292 Joseph Thomas                    10
+    44293 W. Nicholls                      15
+    44294 Walter F. Turner                 10
+    44295 Stanley Kingston                 11
+    44296 John Mitchell                    10
+    44297 Alfred Wright                    12
+    44298 S. Kitchener                     18
+    44299 Joseph Taylor                    12
+    44300 Alfred Alley                     11
+    44301 Mark Rapson                      11
+    44302 William Fansett                  14
+    44303 R. Archer                        12
+    44304 Edwin Pearce                     11
+    44305 J. Cooper                        11
+    44306 Harry Snow                       12
+    44307 Harry Dawkins                    11
+    44308 George Wheeler                   11
+    44309 James Green                      14
+    44310 Robt. Couchman                   10
+    44311 W. Cowling                        9
+    44312 C. Hardingham                    11
+    44313 James Cons                       14
+    44314 George Beaven                    11
+    44315 R. Kingston                      10
+    44316 Fred Marle                       12
+    44317 Alfred Archer                    10
+    44318 George Moss                      12
+    44319 Fredk. Follett                   10
+    44320 Fredk. Baker                     11
+    44321 Charles Barnicott                11
+    44322 H. Matthews                      11
+    44323 William Ellis                    11
+    44324 Herbert Tubbs                    10
+    44325 John Keuleman                    13
+    44326 William Croxford                 10
+    44327 Thos. Kingston                   11
+    44328 James Sturman                    11
+    44329 Henry Nicholls                    9
+    44330 H. Tissington                     9
+    44331 Charles Taylor                   12
+    44332 GEO. E. OGLE, Brighton           14
+    44333 Nellie Child                     14
+    44334 Florence A. Moss                 15
+    44335 K. Padwick                       10
+    44336 Adelaide M. Ogle                 20
+    44337 Mary C. Clark                    11
+    44338 Walter Payne                      8
+    44339 W. Padwick                       13
+    44340 Hy. Clark                        12
+    44341 N. E. Newman                     11
+    44342 George R. Mills                   7
+    44343 Emily Mills                       9
+    44344 Amy Mills                        10
+    44345 Kate M. Ogle                     18
+    44346 Emily Cousins                    13
+    44347 Grace Pyne                       11
+    44348 A. Hollingdale                   10
+    44349 George Pollard                   13
+    44350 Laura B. Godfree                 11
+    44351 Ellen Ogle                       10
+    44352 Ada Pyne                         13
+    44353 William A. Ogle                  13
+    44354 Annie Webber                      9
+    44355 Helen Perrin                     16
+    44356 Harry Perrin                     10
+    44357 Alice Webber                     10
+    44358 Albert L. Carter                 16
+    44359 Fredk. W. Mills                  12
+    44360 Alfred Pelling                   10
+    44361 G. Hollingdale                   13
+    44362 Elizabeth Scott                  11
+    44363 Alma Collis                      13
+    44364 Emma Heryet                      15
+    44365 Emma Tull                        12
+    44366 Agnes Scott                      13
+    44367 Albert Gearing                   10
+    44368 Arthur F. Parker                 11
+    44369 James Simmons                     8
+    44370 Violet M. Moss                   16
+    44371 George Webber                     8
+    44372 Geo. P. Newman                   15
+    44373 G. T. Swaffield                  14
+    44374 James French                     11
+    44375 Agnes Prudden                    12
+    44376 E. Mattheson                     11
+    44377 Charles Sier                      7
+    44378 Augusta Prudden                  19
+    44379 V. Cummings                      16
+    44380 CHARLOTTE A. CROSSMAN, Limehouse 12
+    44381 Fanny E. Jones                   14
+    44382 Alice Fetter                     14
+    44383 Edna G. Pattison                 14
+    44384 E. E. Fullick                    13
+    44385 Margaret Clark                   13
+    44386 Florence E. Davis                12
+    44387 Julia Page                       12
+    44388 Laura A. Young                   15
+    44389 Sarah Crawley                    14
+    44390 L. M. Crossman                   10
+    44391 Margt. Scruton                   10
+    44392 Jane Crossman                     7
+    44393 Florence Peck                    13
+    44394 F. A. Bowers                     10
+    44395 Ada E. Craddock                  13
+    44396 Elizab. A. Gibbs                 15
+    44397 E. M. Buckman                    10
+    44398 Ada Smith                        12
+    44399 Phoebe Povey                     11
+    44400 Maud Curno                       14
+    44401 Ethel Pattison                   10
+    44402 Ann A. Halcrow                   14
+    44403 Rose A. Jordan                   14
+    44404 Charlotte Smith                  11
+    44405 H. J. D. Webb                    16
+    44406 E. J. Harper                     13
+    44407 E. M. Perkins                    13
+    44408 Alice Hubbard                    11
+    44409 Alice Webb                       15
+    44410 William Jordan                    9
+    44411 E. Hutchison                     12
+    44412 Emma Speaight                    13
+    44413 Kate Moate                       13
+    44414 A. E. Drayson                    13
+    44415 Rosa G. Webb                     13
+    44416 A. F. Bennett                     7
+    44417 Blanche Childs                   11
+    44418 C. C. Pettersson                 12
+    44419 Amy L. Hicks                     10
+    44420 Emily Cameron                    10
+    44421 Sarah P. Findley                 16
+    44422 Marion Cameron                   13
+    44423 Nellie Wardle                    13
+    44424 Alice Bowller                    13
+    44425 Emily Bennett                    13
+    44426 A. Whittenbury                   11
+    44427 E. Whittenbury                   14
+    44428 Annie Pitter                     13
+    44429 A. C. Ohlsen                     19
+    44430 Florence Crispe                  12
+    44431 Edith Larter                     10
+    44432 AMY WELLER, Poplar               14
+    44433 Florence Bull                    10
+    44434 M. C. Stupple                    12
+    44435 Sophia Osborn                    20
+    44436 M. M. Mackrow                    14
+    44437 H. A. Christmas                  15
+    44438 Rachel Bull                       8
+    44439 Ann Priest                       16
+    44440 Elizabth. Holmes                 14
+    44441 Eliza E. West                    15
+    44442 H. Wiseman                       13
+    44443 Annie Sherlock                   14
+    44444 Florence Barrett                 12
+    44445 Louisa Price                     11
+    44446 Wm. Southgate                    14
+    44447 Thomas Osborn                     9
+    44448 Sarah Seward                     19
+    44449 Alice M. Devine                  16
+    44450 Louisa Huggins                   12
+    44451 F. H. Terrey                     15
+    44452 Ada Gordon                       16
+    44453 E. Southgate                     11
+    44454 A. E. Hubbard                     8
+    44455 Matilda Wattson                  10
+    44456 Ernest Pattison                   8
+    44457 Beatrice Burrow                   7
+    44458 Mary Wesson                      13
+    44459 Alice Looker                     13
+    44460 Elsie Woodley                    13
+    44461 Walter Osborn                    11
+    44462 F. E. J. Hubbard                 14
+    44463 Rosina Ricketts                  16
+    44464 Amy Loaring                      10
+    44465 Mary Straiton                    13
+    44466 Elizbth. Ballard                 13
+    44467 B. L. McLean                     11
+    44468 Gertrd. M. Ford                  11
+    44469 Elizbth. Harrold                 13
+    44470 Wm. R. Ricketts                  13
+    44471 Wm. A. Perkins                    8
+    44472 Thomas Webb                      12
+    44473 Ellen M. Webb                    15
+    44474 W. H. Christmas                  14
+    44475 E. M. Wilkerson                  14
+    44476 Lea L. Christmas                 11
+    44477 Elizabeth Osborn                 14
+    44478 Esther J. Gill                   11
+    44479 Sarah A. Wesson                  11
+    44480 A. C. Houlding                   13
+    44481 Josaphin Popham                  14
+    44482 Clara Bull                       12
+    44483 F. H. Ricketts                   12
+    44484 Agnes Stedman                    13
+    44485 B. Hattersley                    11
+    44486 Elizabth. Burrow                 12
+    44487 Emily Taylor                     13
+    44488 Janet Bright                     12
+    44489 E. C. S. Seward                  13
+    44490 Hannah Skelton                   13
+    44491 Bertha Kellman                   12
+    44492 Charlotte Barrett                 8
+    44493 FLORCE. GALES, Bow               14
+    44494 Edith Fowler                     12
+    44495 Hugh Hay                         10
+    44496 Catherine Watson                 14
+    44497 Fanny Jones                      17
+    44498 Annie Hunter                     12
+    44499 Eliza Mitchell                   12
+    44500 Mary A. Williams                 13
+    44501 Maud M. Fowler                   11
+    44502 F. A. Weller                     12
+    44503 Louisa Fowler                    19
+    44504 Jemima Wesson                     9
+    44505 Ada H. Hubbard                   16
+    44506 Annie Godfrey                    10
+    44507 Charlotte Pitt                   14
+    44508 Bertha E. Fowler                  9
+    44509 Ellen Manhire                     9
+    44510 Chas. Ayscough                   11
+    44511 Clara Payne                      13
+    44512 Thos. Goodfellow                 14
+    44513 E. S. Lowery                     13
+    44514 C. Hancock                       13
+    44515 Kate Whiteway                     9
+    44516 William J. Lowis                 17
+    44517 Ada Pennell                      20
+    44518 Dorothy A. Noble                 10
+    44519 Clara Richardson                 13
+    44520 Isabella Hay                     13
+    44521 Minnie Keable                    10
+    44522 Maggie Hay                        7
+    44523 Mary A. Osborn                    7
+    44524 Margaret Cole                    13
+    44525 M. McDonald                      12
+    44526 Eliza Whiteway                   11
+    44527 Alice Rushbrook                  12
+    44528 Clara Gales                      17
+    44529 Henry A. Lewis                   12
+    44530 Caroline Stride                  12
+    44531 Albert Weller                    10
+    44532 Ada Gales                         9
+    44533 Sarah Eagle                       9
+    44534 Alice Stafford                    9
+    44535 Florence Fenney                  11
+    44536 Elizabh. Wiseman                 17
+    44537 Edith I. Gales                    7
+    44538 Albert J. Cutting                16
+    44539 Elizabeth Grieve                 18
+    44540 Keziah Weaver                    17
+    44541 Elizabeth Farr                   11
+    44542 Jane Read                        10
+    44543 Alex. McDonald                    9
+    44544 Edith Hoole,
+    Camberwell                             13
+    44545 Bertie Mitchell                   9
+    44546 Bertie Longman                    8
+    44547 Louie Longman                    10
+    44548 F. Longman                       13
+    44549 Horace Brown                      6
+    44550 Leonard Brown                     8
+    44551 A. Brown                         13
+    44552 Lily Hoole                        3
+    44553 Edith K. Wood                     9
+    44554 Alfred T. Wood                    3
+    44555 Maude Wood                        5
+    44556 Emma Wood                        11
+    44557 Lizzie Edwards                    9
+    44558 Isabel Edwards                   11
+    44559 Edith Edwards                    19
+    44560 Maggie Edwards                   14
+    44561 Lizzie Smith                     14
+    44562 Louise Melton                     7
+    44563 Flory Melton                     11
+    44564 George Swain                      9
+    44565 Elizabeth Field                   8
+    44566 H. Field                         10
+    44567 Louisa Field                     12
+    44568 Annie Bedford                    11
+    44569 Charlie Jarratt                   8
+    44570 Selina Jarratt                   15
+    44571 Arthur Jarratt                   13
+    44572 A. E. Martin                     14
+    44573 A Day                            14
+    44574 Helen Day                        17
+    44575 Mary E. Crawley                  19
+    44576 Marian B. Wright                 13
+    44577 Alice M. Wright                   9
+    44578 Edith Broom                      17
+    44579 Laura J. Lockie                  12
+    44580 Monty Hammett                     3
+    44581 Bertie Hammett                    9
+    44582 William Cook                     12
+    44583 Emma Short                       16
+    44584 Charles Short                     7
+    44585 Amelia Short                     11
+    44586 Eleanor Short                     8
+    44587 Bertha Reed                      14
+    44588 Maude Pummell                    10
+    44589 A. Hinton                        12
+    44590 Jessie Mackie                     8
+    44591 Edith Green                       7
+    44592 Sydney Green                      9
+    44593 Arthur Green                     11
+    44594 A. E. Warell                     12
+    44595 NELLIE PERCIVAL, Liscard         12
+    44596 Ada Mitchell                     12
+    44597 Harry Lyons                       6
+    44598 Alice Love                       17
+    44599 Wm. R. Lyons                      5
+    44600 Bessie Robertson                 16
+    44601 Ada Holt                         16
+    44602 Ada Rowe                         16
+    44603 Alice Helsby                     17
+    44604 Maggie Sinclair                  16
+    44605 Robt. P. Stafford                 9
+    44606 Barbara Fletcher                 13
+    44607 Bessie Dickson                   13
+    44608 Beatrice Hale                    17
+    44609 Emily Casement                   17
+    44610 Ruth Ryland                      15
+    44611 Hettie Ward                      14
+    44612 Charles Sinclair                 12
+    44613 Maud Bayley                      14
+    44614 Emma Crossley                    12
+    44615 Jas. H. Stafford                  8
+    44616 Louie Bryer                      15
+    44617 Annie Percival                   13
+    44618 F. Leighton                      14
+    44619 Mabel Woodall                    16
+    44620 Charlotte Bourne                 15
+    44621 Maggie Percival                  15
+    44622 M. Casement                      16
+    44623 Douglas Sinclair                 10
+    44624 Dicky Smith                       7
+    44625 Maude Shepherd                   13
+    44626 Laura Hirst                      13
+    44627 A. M. Johnston                   17
+    44628 Marian Morris                    16
+    44629 J. Wainwright                    17
+    44630 Minnie Evans                     14
+    44631 Charlie Gleadell                  6
+    44632 Kate Charles                     14
+    44633 Mary Lilley                      18
+    44634 Maggie Goodlass                  12
+    44635 Maggie Lenard                    18
+    44636 F. Moulding                      16
+    44637 Beatrice Jones                   14
+    44638 Minnie Noble                     14
+    44639 Barbara Clark                    14
+    44640 Alethea Clark                    10
+    44641 Margt. E. Noble                  16
+    44642 Percy Smith                       5
+    44643 Elizbth. Jackson                 17
+    44644 Alice M. Taylor                  17
+    44645 Alice Willis                     16
+    44646 Minnie Sanders                    9
+    44647 H. W. Sanders                    15
+    44648 Alfred Payne                     11
+    44649 FLORENCE BOON,
+            Llantrissant                   11
+    44650 Charles Smith                    14
+    44651 Alfred Boon                      21
+    44652 Thomas Williams                  12
+    44653 E. A. Davies                      9
+    44654 Chas. I. Leyshon                  7
+    44655 Thos. Leyshon                     6
+    44656 Evan Davies                      11
+    44657 E. E. Hasking                     5
+    44658 David Roberts                    10
+    44659 E. T. Leyshon                     9
+    44660 Annie Baker                       9
+    44661 William Jenkins                  17
+    44662 Eugnie Davies                     6
+    44663 Lydia Williams                    7
+    44664 Edwin Pritchard                  10
+    44665 George Pritchard                 14
+    44666 Rosina Pritchard                 12
+    44667 Jas. H. Pritchard                 5
+    44668 Anne Dells                       10
+    44669 Ellen Roberts                    12
+    44670 Mary A. Evans                    13
+    44671 Martha East                      12
+    44672 Edith M. Smith                   10
+    44673 Jessie Davies                     8
+    44674 Jane East                        14
+    44675 Ellen M. Parker                  12
+    44676 Charles East                     10
+    44677 Thomas Angell                     7
+    44678 E. Devonshire                    10
+    44679 Amelia Phillips                   9
+    44680 Edwin Smith                      11
+    44681 Ann Williams                     12
+    44682 William Williams                  7
+    44683 Annie Hosking                    18
+    44684 S. Bartlett                      15
+    44685 Samuel Escott                    10
+    44686 Ada Thomas                        7
+    44687 Wm. Hosking                      13
+    44688 Mary E. Thomas                   12
+    44689 Evan Angell                      11
+    44690 Annie Cox                         6
+    44691 S. Devonshire                     8
+    44692 Alfred Hosking                   10
+    44693 Mary Cox                          8
+    44694 Mary J. Baker                     5
+    44695 Alice T. Cooke                    7
+    44696 Maude M. Cooke                    8
+    44697 Bertha E. Cooke                   8
+    44698 Wm. J. Warman                     7
+    44699 Arthur Cooke                     10
+    44700 Lucy Williams                    11
+    44701 James Richards                   10
+    44702 Frederick Lyes                   17
+    ------
+    44703 Henry Rex                        18
+    44704 E. A. Priestley                  20
+    44705 Lillie Hugill                    17
+    44706 Annie Hugill                     14
+    44707 FANNY L. CHEW,
+               Stroud                      13
+    44708 Nettie Sonthern                  13
+    44709 Geo. A. Hulbert                   8
+    44710 F. J. Holland                    14
+    44711 Bessie Hulbert                   13
+    44712 Willie R. Ford                   11
+    44713 Alice R. Hulbert                 11
+    44714 Fred Griffiths                   14
+    44715 Edith E. Holland                 16
+    44716 W. E. M. Hulbert                 10
+    44717 Robert Johnston                  13
+    44718 Lizzie Davis                     21
+    44719 Gertrude Holland                 14
+    44720 Georgina Chew                     8
+    44721 Alfred R. Ford                   14
+    44722 W. A. Watkins                    10
+    44723 Maud Harrison                     9
+    44724 Florence Hooper                  10
+    44725 Arthur Ellis                     13
+    44726 Lilly McKellar                    8
+    44727 Harry Chandler                   13
+    44728 Ernest J. Tayler                 10
+    44729 Walter Wheeler                   14
+    44730 Harry Roberts                    10
+    44731 Arthur Chew                      12
+    44732 Lionel Chew                       8
+    44733 William J. Fass                  11
+    44734 Corbett Holland                  11
+    44735 E. B. Pitt                       15
+    44736 Harry Holland                     9
+    44737 Henry Gazard                     13
+    44738 C. Baumbrough                    16
+    44739 Louisa Parfitt                   18
+    44740 Flora E. Watkins                 17
+    44741 Gertrd. Watkins                  14
+    44742 Fredk. Nind                      13
+    44743 Nellie I. Aspinall               11
+    44744 Edith Compton                    10
+    44745 Ralph Wheeler                    12
+    44746 Harry Halford                    12
+    44747 Constance Pitt                   12
+    44748 George Docker                    13
+    44749 Mary Chew                         8
+    44750 James Treseder                   12
+    44751 Violet McKellar                  10
+    44752 Frederick Pitt                   20
+    44753 Seymor Bonford                   14
+    44754 Ernest Ricketts                  12
+    44755 Kate Eliot                       13
+    44756 Charlie Bailey                   13
+    44757 John Wheller                     14
+    ------
+    44758 Mary Jenney                      11
+    44759 Annie E. Throp                   12
+    44760 Susannah Jenney                   9
+    44761 R. Welsh                         10
+    44762 Ernest Wall                      10
+    44763 G. Mallalieu                     10
+    44764 Ethel Harris                      8
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+    45416 I. M. Franklyn                    8
+    45417 R. L. Thompson                    9
+    45418 M. B. Rogers                     19
+    45419 S. S. Stonehouse                 12
+    45420 Edwd. Domaille                    9
+    45421 C. T. T. Domaille                12
+    45422 M. C. C. Domaille                10
+    45423 Herbert Shelton                  11
+    45424 Fred Gray                        11
+    45425 Charles Windsor                  12
+    45426 John Windsor                      6
+    45427 Fanny Windsor                     9
+    45428 Sissie Stanley                   14
+    45429 Janet Windsor                     8
+    45430 H. G. Atchley                    11
+    45431 Jessie Archibald                  9
+    45432 Richd. Archibald                 13
+    45433 Wm. Archibald                    16
+    45434 William Angove                   17
+    45435 Viva Halstead, Rawtenstall       14
+    45436 W. G. Overstall                  18
+    45437 E. A. Overstall                  16
+    45438 S. A. Overstall                  14
+    45439 Fred. C. Overstall               13
+    45440 M. A. Overstall                  11
+    45441 E. J. Overstall                   9
+    45442 F. P. Overstall                   7
+    45443 Ernest Cunliffe                   9
+    45444 E. A. Cunliffe                   14
+    45445 Geo. H. Cunliffe                 16
+    45446 Mary J. Cunliffe                 18
+    45447 A. Killingbeck                   16
+    45448 A. M. Killingbeck                12
+    45449 H. Killingbeck                   10
+    45450 F. E. Killingbeck                 7
+    45451 Linda Cunliffe                   12
+    45452 Bessie Cunliffe                  14
+    45453 Lizzie Cunliffe                  16
+    45454 Mary L. Hoyle                     7
+    45455 Edith A. Hoyle                   11
+    45456 James E. Hoyle                   16
+    45457 Elzbth. A. Gould                 10
+    45458 Mary Gould                       11
+    45459 Joseph H. Gould                  13
+    45460 Lizzie Cordingley                 7
+    45461 M. A. Cordingley                  9
+    45462 J. J. Cordingley                 12
+    45463 Sarah E. Collins                 14
+    45464 Beatrice Dunkin                  14
+    45465 Pollie Birtwistle                14
+    45466 Jane A. Spencer                  16
+    45467 Julia Taylor                     15
+    45468 S. E. Ashworth                   15
+    45469 Justina Roberts                  18
+    45470 Lucy Snead                       19
+    45471 A. Grundy                        16
+    45472 Thos. W. Grundy                  18
+    45473 Harriet Grundy                   19
+    45474 Frank Brown                       9
+    45475 Bertram Brown                    12
+    45476 Florence Brown                   14
+    45477 M. L. Ashworth                   12
+    45478 T. A. Ashworth                   16
+    45479 Richd. Ashworth                  14
+    45480 Francis J. Barker                10
+    45481 Walter Barker                    14
+    45482 Annie Barker                     15
+    45483 M. Pennington                    17
+    45484 Annie Pennington                 19
+    45485 Alice Lord                       11
+    45486 Bessie Lord                      13
+    45487 Thomas E. Lord                    9
+    45488 Alice Lord                       16
+    45489 Jennie Cunliffe                  17
+    45490 B. Cunliffe                      19
+    45491 Polly Melligan                    8
+    45492 Clara Melligan                   10
+    45493 Polly Broughton                  15
+    45494 Geo. Broughton                   19
+    45495 Edith Clarke                     10
+    45496 Eliza Clark                      16
+    45497 Annie Shaw                        8
+    45498 Harry Bridge                     10
+    45499 Sarah J. Coupe                   11
+    45500 I. M. Clements                   12
+    45501 Harriett Ingham                  12
+    45502 Nellie Benson                    13
+    45503 Sarah E. Parker                  13
+    45504 Bradley Starkie                  13
+    45505 I. H. HUME, Jedburgh             18
+    45506 Isabella Smith                    6
+    45507 Edith Cumming                    15
+    45508 Maggie Easton                     7
+    45509 Ronald Easton                     5
+    45510 Eliza Easton                      5
+    45511 Frances C. Hume                   8
+    45512 Agnes Smith                       9
+    45513 Lizzie Wight                      8
+    45514 Mary Hush                        10
+    45515 Bella Turnbull                    9
+    45516 Netta Turnbull                    7
+    45517 M. A. Young                      13
+    45518 Bella Easton                      8
+    45519 James Rorkland                    7
+    45520 Janie J. Simpson                 14
+    45521 Ella McDougall                   12
+    45522 Ina Euston                       10
+    45523 Janie Hume                       12
+    45524 Afra Caudee e                     7
+    45525 Maggie Burn                      16
+    45526 Nellie Whillans                  13
+    45527 G. Davidson                      13
+    45528 Mary Polson                      15
+    45529 Jane Cairns                      18
+    45530 A. J. E. Hume                    12
+    45531 Geo. A. Taylor                   13
+    45532 Frederick Potter                 11
+    45533 J. A. B. Porter                  17
+    45534 Isabella Scott                   14
+    45535 Jane Hannah                      10
+    45536 Elizabeth Atkin                  11
+    45537 Nettie Oliver                     9
+    45538 H. S. Dickman                     8
+    45539 J. S. Dickman                     6
+    45540 Jane Atkins                      10
+    45541 James Robertson                  17
+    45542 Agnes Miller                      8
+    45543 Isabella H. Miller               15
+    45544 Janet C. Miller                  13
+    45545 Mary Davidson                    15
+    45546 I. H. Davidson                   11
+    45547 Johanna M. Clay                  14
+    45548 A. B. Jamieson                   10
+    45549 Jane Murray                      12
+    45550 Janet Halliburton                12
+    45551 C. W. Dickman                    11
+    45552 May Bruce                        18
+    45553 Bessie Oliver                     7
+    45554 Arthur Wright                     6
+    ------
+    45355 Agnes Porter                      7
+    45556 Caroline Lucas                   12
+    45557 Alpha Hansen                     11
+    45558 Clarissa Cooper                  17
+    45559 Marian Howard                    11
+    45560 Ethel Oliver                     10
+    45561 Hilda Howard                     10
+    45562 Jessie Kidd                       8
+    45563 Edith Howard                     13
+    45564 Marie Arthur                     16
+    45565 Jenie Cooper                     14
+    45566 Mabe Sloggett                    12
+    45567 Hilda Taylor                     10
+    45568 Julia S. Ramsden                 12
+    45569 Mary Schomberg                   12
+    45570 Norman Pringle                   12
+    45571 Helen Hurley                     12
+    45572 EDITH HILLINGWORTH,
+    Alfreton                               16
+    45573 Martha Allcock                   16
+    45574 Agnes Unwin                      21
+    45575 Clara Winchester                 12
+    45576 M. Tomkinson                     17
+    45577 Bertie Vine                      12
+    45578 Lilian Vine                      19
+    45579 A. Tomkinson                     18
+    45580 Gertrude Dean                    12
+    45581 Pattie Knowles                   11
+    45582 Fanny Evans                       9
+    45583 Ada M. Wright                     9
+    45584 F. E. Drabble                    16
+    45585 Charlotte Wright                 14
+    45586 Sarah J. Wright                  11
+    45587 Lilly Holland                     9
+    45588 Laura Mason                      19
+    45589 Ada Goodwin                      11
+    45590 Lizzie Evans                     11
+    45591 Florence Slack                    9
+    45592 Mary J. Askew                     9
+    45593 Ada M. Deeley                    15
+    45594 Annie Holland                    15
+    45595 Lizzie Holmes                    12
+    45596 Elizabeth Barker                 18
+    45597 L. J. Robertson                   6
+    45598 J. M. Robertson                  10
+    45599 Alexander Miller                 10
+    45600 Mary Miller                      11
+    45601 Helen Miller                      9
+    45602 Elzbth. Shardlow                 10
+    45603 H. E. Cunliffe                    8
+    45604 Mary Johnston                    11
+    45605 Hugh Smith                       13
+    45606 May Smith                         7
+    45607 Maggie Smith                      9
+    45608 Agnes Smith                      19
+    45609 A. Lancaster                     13
+    45610 Annie Brierley                   13
+    45611 Annie Woolley                    14
+    45612 H. Shardlow                      12
+    45613 Clara Clarkson                   14
+    45614 Jellie Garlick                   14
+    45615 W. A. Shardlow                    7
+    45616 J. H. Shardlow                    8
+    45617 Edward Shardlow                  10
+    45618 A. Hollingsworth                 12
+    45619 Wm. H. Hunsley                   15
+    45620 Arthur Shardlow                   5
+    45621 M. E. Shardlow                    8
+    45622 Mary Bacon                       16
+    45623 E. Stevenson                     20
+    45624 William Allcock                  14
+    45625 Annie Allcock                    18
+    45626 Willie. E. Smith                  6
+    45627 John A. J. Smith                 10
+    45628 Harry G. Smith                    8
+    45629 Emily A. Smith                   12
+    45630 Ralph R. Allen                   12
+    45631 Charles Smith                    11
+    45632 Marian E. Phipps                 10
+    45633 F. M. D. Lindsey                 14
+    45634 A. R. Roberts                    11
+    45635 Howard Evans                     13
+    45636 R. F. Woodward                   13
+    45637 A. M. Aldington                  13
+    45638 Edith Neale                      10
+    45639 R. C. Trousdale                   7
+    45640 C. W. Trousdale                   8
+    45641 E. M. Trousdale                  10
+    45642 Angela Mallmann                  12
+    45643 Eleanor F. Fox                    9
+    45644 Elizabeth M. Fox                 10
+    45645 H. M. Grieve                     15
+    45646 E. J. Simpson                    15
+    45647 C. B. Shaw                       11
+    45648 John F. Badeley                   9
+    45649 Leslie Neale                      9
+    45650 Lilly Pritchard                   9
+    45651 Lizzie M. Rudge                  20
+    45652 Mary Waite                       11
+    45653 Emily Stokes                      7
+    45654 Sarah Smith                      13
+    45655 Gertie Rudge                      9
+    45656 Lilly Washband                    9
+    45657 Hetty West                        8
+    45658 Emily Waite                      12
+    45659 Mary A. Davis                    10
+    45660 Alice Stokes                     10
+    45661 Martha Jakeman                   10
+    45662 Caroline Jakeman                 16
+    45663 Eliza Freeman                    10
+    45664 Lizzie Pritchard                 13
+    45665 Arthur Stokes                    12
+    45666 ARCHIBALD S. HOCKING, Junction
+          Rd., Lond.                       14
+    45667 Ada Brooking                     18
+    45668 George A. Haines                 17
+    45669 Blanch Smith                     11
+    45670 Lily Smith                        8
+    45671 Fredk. Smith                     14
+    45672 Alfred Lamb                      14
+    45673 Chas. F. Chappell                16
+    45674 A. J. Chapman                    15
+    45675 Frank Evans                       9
+    45676 Ellen Nash                       18
+    45677 Florence Smith                   11
+    45678 Thomas Digby                     12
+    45679 Arthur Beadles                   14
+    45680 Charles Nichols                  14
+    45681 James Teasdale                   15
+    45682 Alice Digby                      13
+    45683 Edward Withers                   16
+    45684 Walter Amor                      15
+    45685 A. Woodliffe                     11
+    45686 William Druigne                  14
+    45687 William Baugham                  15
+    45688 J. H. G. Baugham                 13
+    45689 Edith Hocking                    13
+    45690 Neville Clifton                  15
+    45691 Henry Colebrook                  11
+    45692 Henry Courtier                   10
+    45693 Godfry McCullock                  9
+    45694 John Rowley                      17
+    45695 S. T. Colebrook                  13
+    45696 George Pettit                    12
+    45697 T. A. B. Carver                  14
+    45698 Emma Langton                     13
+    45699 William Lown                     14
+    45700 Rose Smith                       20
+    45701 Lily Smith                       18
+    45702 Flrnce. Newman                   15
+    45703 Lucy Ruddle                      14
+    45704 T. W. Woodliffe                  15
+    45705 Robert Thomas                    14
+    45706 Alfred W. Ward                   14
+    45707 Ernest Furley                    14
+    45708 H. Monnickendam                  15
+    45709 C. W. Fowler                     14
+    45710 Wm. Colebrooks                    9
+    45711 A. W. Dadson                     14
+    45712 G. H. Bassett                    15
+    45713 Fredk. Nichols                   11
+    45714 Lewis B. Brown                   14
+    45715 Harold Deakin                    16
+    45716 John Fidler                      14
+    45717 Cecil R. Littlejohn              14
+    45718 A. E. Speaight                   13
+    45719 H. E. Hopkins                    13
+    45720 Clara Curling                    10
+    45721 Jennie Hewitt                    13
+    45722 Annie Crossman,
+          Limehouse, London                12
+    45723 Annie Mills                      14
+    45724 Florence Harvey                  11
+    45725 F. M. Cullum                     11
+    45726 Emma Rae                         11
+    45727 Eliza Elston                     10
+    45728 Christina Hayes                  12
+    45729 Martha Markham                    9
+    45730 Ada Wickett                       9
+    45731 Florence Knight                   9
+    45732 Florence Hart                    14
+    45733 Florence Cable                    9
+    45734 Nell Hepworth                    11
+    45735 Alice Baker                      11
+    45736 Ellen Felgate                    13
+    45737 Kate Cable                       13
+    45738 Daisy Hooker                      7
+    45739 John Bowller                      7
+    45740 Samuel Bowller                   11
+    45741 Sarah Terry                      12
+    45742 Elizabeth Smith                  13
+    45743 Mary Rogers                      10
+    45744 Elizbth. E. Gibbs                11
+    45745 Minnie Miller                    14
+    45746 Lilian Skelton                   11
+    45747 Maud Clegg                        7
+    45748 Maud Bristow                      9
+    45749 Martha Goodman                   18
+    45750 Mary Gapp                         7
+    45751 Louisa Pomeroll                   8
+    45752 Fredk Fowler                     17
+    45753 Emily Gapp                       13
+    45754 Janet Dunk                       14
+    45755 John Dixon                       10
+    45756 Minnie Pomeroll                  12
+    45757 Ernest Cutting                   12
+    45758 Gertrude Cutting                  8
+    45759 Ada Cutting                       7
+    45760 Geo. C. Hudson                    9
+    45761 Wm. C. Hudson                    11
+    45762 Henrietta Davis                   9
+    45763 Laura J. Davis                    8
+    45764 W. H. Davis                       3
+    45765 Ellen L. Davis                    6
+    45766 Minnie Witten                    10
+    45767 Ellen Fowler                     17
+    45768 Leopold Bland                    13
+    45769 Caroline Hart                    11
+    45770 Wm. T. Bright                    17
+    45771 C. E. Ayscough                   15
+    45772 Maud Hicks                        8
+    45773 Myra Whittle                     15
+
+
+[_Officers and Members are referred to a Special Notice on page 55._]
+
+
+
+
+TRUE STORIES ABOUT PETS, ANECDOTES, &c.
+
+AN AFFECTIONATE PARROT.
+
+
+DEAR MR. EDITOR,--The little anecdote I am going to tell you is about a
+parrot my aunt once had--named, of course, Polly. She had been taught
+many funny and amusing speeches, among which she used to say to a canary
+that hung in the same room, "Pretty Poll, shabby canary;" and when the
+canary sang she would cry out, "Oh, what a noise! what a noise!" My aunt
+having been very ill, had not seen Polly for a long time, not being able
+to bear her noisy talking; but one day feeling better, she asked to see
+her. She was brought to her room, but seemed very quiet. My aunt, who
+could not understand why she was so unusually quiet, called to her,
+"Polly, come and kiss me!" The poor bird flew to her mistress, laid her
+beak on her lips, and died, it is supposed, of her great joy at again
+seeing her mistress, after grieving so long at her absence.
+
+EMILY F. WOOLF.
+(Aged 15.)
+_138, Edgware Road, London, W._
+
+
+TWO FUNNY CATS.
+
+DEAR MR. EDITOR,--The following little stories are quite true. A friend
+of mine told me of a cat of hers which was in the room with its master
+(my friend's father), who was asleep sitting on an arm-chair. The cat
+wanted to go out of the room, but could not, as the door was shut. So
+she went and patted her master on the ear, then walked away to the door
+and scratched at it until it was opened for her. She is a very clever
+cat, and can learn anything you teach her in a few minutes. I also know
+of another cat who never laps her milk, but always puts her paw in the
+saucer and then licks the milk off of it again.
+
+A. E. GREEN.
+_Hainault Lodge, near Chigwell._
+(Aged 12.)
+
+
+AN INGENIOUS RAT.
+
+DEAR MR. EDITOR,--A London carpenter whom I know for a long time
+constantly found the oil-bottle attached to his lathe emptied of its
+contents. Various plans were devised to find out the thief, but they all
+failed. At last the man determined to watch. Through a hole in the door
+he peeped for some time. By-and-by he heard a gentle noise; something
+was creeping up the framework of the lathe. It was a fine rat. Planting
+itself on the edge of the lathe, the ingenious creature popped its tail
+inside of the bottle, then drew it out and licked off the oil. This it
+continued to do until nearly every drop of oil was taken from the
+bottle.
+
+EDWIN RIPPIN.
+_Osbournby, Lincolnshire._
+(Aged 14.)
+
+
+A CANARY PLAYING HIDE-AND-SEEK.
+
+DEAR MR. EDITOR,--One day a few months ago we had let one of our
+canaries out of his cage, and forgetting that he was out we left open
+the door of the room where he was. When we remembered the bird we were
+much afraid lest he should have flown out of the room. We hunted high
+and low, calling his name, "Carmen," to which he often answers with a
+chirp. At last I happened to push aside a little low stool, and there,
+crouching down so as not to be found (as he dislikes being put into his
+cage) was Carmen. He has tried since then to hide; but we know his
+tricks, so he is unsuccessful.
+
+CONSTANCE BARKWORTH.
+_3, Ilchester Gardens, Bayswater._
+(Aged 13¼.)
+
+
+NOTE.--Each Story, Anecdote, &c., when sent to the Editor, must be
+certified by a Parent, Teacher, or other responsible person, as being
+both _True and Original_.
+
+
+THE "LITTLE FOLKS" ANNUAL FOR 1885.
+
+The Editor desires to inform his Readers that the "LITTLE FOLKS" ANNUAL
+for 1885 will be published, as usual, on the 25TH OF OCTOBER. Further
+particulars will be shortly announced.
+
+
+
+
+OUR LITTLE FOLKS' OWN CORNER.
+
+ANSWER TO "PICTURE STORY WANTING WORDS" (p. 64).
+
+FIRST PRIZE STORY.
+
+
+"I am afraid one of them must go, Helen."
+
+"Oh, Maurice, really? Father gave them to us," and Helen Claire raised
+her soft, tearful, brown eyes to her brother's face.
+
+"Yes, dear, 'tis hard to part with either Diamond or Ruby, but then it
+is for Dora's sake."
+
+"I can't give up Ruby, Maurice!" faltered Helen, with quivering lips.
+
+Maurice made no reply, but glanced across to the chair where two frisky
+little spaniels sat watching them with bright eyes. Ruby, hearing his
+name, stood up, looking ready for any amount of mischief.
+
+"Mine shall go, Helen, after all," he added, quickly. "I think Ruby,
+perhaps, is more engaging, and fonder of us than Diamond."
+
+But you will want to know the cause of this giving-up of so beloved a
+little playfellow.
+
+Maurice and Helen Claire lived in a small, shabby house, with their
+mother and little sister Dora. Poor children! For nearly a year now they
+had been, as far as they knew, fatherless. Captain Claire had never
+returned from his last voyage. His ship had been reported as missing;
+and the once happy home of the Claires had been left for a small house
+in a busy town. Maurice and Helen, healthy, hopeful children, bore up
+well enough under their reduced circumstances. But fragile little Dora
+had begun slowly to droop. The doctor ordered change of air to some
+seaside place. So it was that Maurice had announced that they must sell
+one of the dogs--their father's parting gift.
+
+Maurice having decided between Diamond and Ruby, took up his cap, and
+went out, leaving Helen alone. Hardly had he gone, when a little girl,
+with long fair curls, and dreamy blue eyes, stole softly in. She sat
+down on the sofa with a weary sigh.
+
+"Dora," began Helen, "you will go to the seaside yet."
+
+"Oh! shall I?" cried Dora, clasping her thin white hands.
+
+"Yes, Maurice is going to sell Diamond."
+
+"Oh!"
+
+The pretty flush which the pleasant news had brought to her face died
+away.
+
+"Oh, no, Helen! I couldn't let Maurice sell Diamond only for me; that
+would be too selfish!"
+
+"Dora, you _must_ go! and--Maurice doesn't mind so much."
+
+Dora smiled wistfully. "You don't know how fond he is of Diamond," she
+said.
+
+This conversation was suddenly interrupted by a thundering knock at the
+front door; and, a few minutes later, a gentleman was ushered into the
+room.
+
+"Father!" screamed Dora, springing forward.
+
+And in another moment both children were locked in his arms.
+
+What a happy evening that was! Captain Claire soon explained how the
+ship had been wrecked, and he, after being picked up, was ill for a long
+time. Then, since his recovery, he had been seeking his wife and
+children, for the old home was deserted. Soon, however, a happy party
+returned there again. Dora grew bright and strong, while Diamond and
+Ruby were greater pets than ever.
+
+CATHERINE A. MORIN.
+_6, Clarendon Square, Leamington._(Aged 15¾.)
+Certified by ALICE MORIN (Mother).
+
+
+LIST OF HONOUR.
+
+_First Prize (One-Guinea Book), with Officer's Medal of the "Little
+Folks" Legion of Honour_;--CATHERINE A. MORIN (15¾), 6, Clarendon
+Square, Leamington. _Second Prize (Seven-Shilling-and-Sixpenny Book),
+with Officer's Medal_:--EMILY GITTINS (13½), 14, Philip Road, Peckham
+Rye, S.E. _Honourable Mention, with Member's Medal_:--ETHEL M. ANGUS
+(14½), North Ashfield, Newcastle-on-Tyne; MILDRED CROMPTON-ROBERTS (13),
+16, Belgrave Square, London, S.W.; LOUIE DEBENHAM (15), Presteigne,
+Radnorshire; CLIFFORD CRAWFORD (11¾), 21, Windsor Street, Edinburgh;
+LOUIE W. SMITH (15), 11, Woodside Terrace, Glasgow; JULIA ELDRED (14),
+Truro Vean Cottage, Truro; EDITH B. JOWETT (15¾), Thackley Road, Idle,
+near Bradford; MADELINE DE L'ECUYER (12), Château du Rohello par Baden,
+Morbihan, France; EMILY W. WALL (15), The Hill House, Warwick; BLANCHE
+K. A. COVENTRY (14¾), Severn Stoke Rectory, Worcester; C. MAUDE
+BATTERSBY (15), Cromlyn, Rathowen, West Meath.
+
+
+
+
+
+ANSWERS TO OUR LITTLE FOLKS' OWN PUZZLES (_page 125_).
+
+
+MESOSTICH.--BRAZIL.
+
+1. Nu B ia.  2. Ame R ica.  3. Sp A in.  4. Spe Z zia.
+
+5. Jer I cho.  6. Ire L and.
+
+
+SINGLE ACROSTIC--CLAUDIUS.
+
+1. C abinet. 2. L abourer. 3. A rc. 4. U nicorn. 5. D eer.
+
+6. I ron. 7. U rsula. 8. S apphire.
+
+
+TOWNS ENIGMATICALLY EXPRESSED.
+
+1. New-port.  2. Sunder-land.  3. Scar-borough. 4.
+War-wick.  5. Vent-nor.  6. Maiden-head.  7. Ox-ford.
+8. Work-sop. 9. Clap-ham.
+
+
+HIDDEN PROVERBS.
+
+1. "Fine feathers make fine birds."
+2. "Many a true word is spoken in jest."
+3. "Prevention is better than cure."
+
+
+DOUBLE ACROSTIC AND ARITHMOREM.
+
+BEECH--MAPLE.
+
+1. B loo M. 2. E ncyclopædi A. 3. E ggfli P. 4. C ur L.
+
+5. H uman E.
+
+
+GEOGRAPHICAL DOUBLE ACROSTIC.
+
+PERSIA--DARIUS.
+
+1. P eipu S. 2. E rla U. 3. R acconig I. 4. S uperio R.
+
+5. I vic A. 6. A biya D.
+
+
+RIDDLE-ME-REE.--"Elephanta."
+
+
+QUOTATION DROP-WORD PUZZLE.
+
+  "The children then began to sigh,
+    And all their merry chat was o'er,
+  And yet they felt, they knew not why,
+    More glad than they had felt before."--Aiken.
+
+
+MISSING-LETTER PUZZLE.
+
+THE SPANISH ARMADA.
+
+  "Attend, all ye who list to hear our noble England's praise,
+  I tell of the thrice-famous deeds she wrought in ancient days,
+  When that great fleet invincible against her bore in vain
+  The richest spoils of Mexico, the stoutest hearts of Spain."
+
+
+PICTORIAL NATURAL HISTORY PUZZLE.
+
+COMMON WOMBAT OF AUSTRALIA.
+
+1. Monsoon. 2. Combat. 3. Rail. 4. Won. 5. Fault. 6. Aim.
+
+
+
+
+OUR LITTLE FOLKS' OWN PUZZLES.
+
+MISSING LETTER PUZZLE.
+
+When the missing letters have been supplied, the
+whole will form a well-known verse from one of
+Hood's poems.
+
+  W × t × f × n × c × s × e × r × a × d × o × n × i × h × y × l × d
+    × h × a × y × n × r × d,
+  × w × m × n × a × i × u × w × m × n × y × a × s × l × i × g × e ×
+    n × e × l × a × d × h × e × d:
+  × t × t × h × t × t × h × t × t × h × n × o × e × t × h × n × e ×
+    a × d × i × t;
+  × n × s × i × l × i × h × v × i × e × f × o × o × o × s × i × c ×
+    s × e × a × g × h × s × n × o × t × e × h × r ×.
+
+LILLIE MAXWELL.
+_Glen Albert, Roscrea,_ (Aged 15.) _Co. Tipperary, Ireland._
+
+
+SINGLE GEOGRAPHICAL ACROSTIC.
+
+My initials read downwards represent an island in the
+East Indies.
+
+1. A town in Derbyshire.
+2. A lake in Ireland.
+3. A river in Ireland.
+4. An island in the Mediterranean Sea.
+5. Scene of a battle-field in Germany.
+6. A river of Asia Minor.
+7. A town in Shropshire.
+
+EMILY LEGGE.
+(Aged 14.)
+_Burleigh House,_
+_Cliftonville, Margate._
+
+
+[Illustration: GEOGRAPHICAL PICTORIAL ACROSTIC.]
+
+The initials and finals of the lines formed by the above objects give
+the names of two countries.
+
+
+DOUBLE MESOSTICH.
+
+My central letters read downwards will form the names
+of two characters from Shakespeare.
+
+1. A desire.
+2. A musical wind instrument.
+3. A flock.
+4. A kind of checkered cloth.
+5. An old game.
+6. Termination.
+
+
+NORA BESLEY.
+(Aged 15.)
+_Rose Mount, Sydenham Rise._
+
+
+RIDDLE-ME-REE.
+
+My first is in light, but not in dark;
+My second is in field, but not in park.
+My third is in gate, but not in door;
+My fourth is in ceiling, but not in floor;
+My fifth is in three, but not in two;
+My whole is a beast well known to you.
+
+W. PIGOTT.
+(Aged 13¾.)
+_Eagle House, Barton-on-Humber_
+
+
+HIDDEN PROVERBS.
+
+Eechhhiiiiklnoorrsstttw.
+2. aaaeeeeeehhhillrrrssttwwwy.
+3. abcehhiklmnooooooprssttty.
+
+RACHEL T. BYNG.
+(Aged 14½.)
+_St Peter's Parsonage_,
+_Cranley Gardens, London, S. W._
+
+
+BEHEADED WORDS.
+
+  I am part of a cart.
+  Behead me, I am part of the foot.
+  Behead me again and I am a fish.
+
+2. I am something to write upon.
+  Behead me and I am not in time.
+  Behead me again and I am part of the verb _to eat_.
+
+3. I am not fresh.
+  Behead me and I am a story.
+  Behead me again and I am a drink.
+
+MARY H. STEWART.
+(Aged 13.)
+_Seafield, Blakeney Rd., Beckenham._
+
+
+
+
+PRIZE PUZZLE COMPETITION.
+
+SPECIAL HOME AND FOREIGN COMPETITION.
+
+
+As announced in the two previous numbers, the Editor proposes to give
+those of his Readers residing abroad an opportunity of competing for
+Prizes on favourable terms with Subscribers in Great Britain. In order
+to do this an extension of time for sending in Solutions to the Puzzles
+will be necessary; and, as may be seen from the notice below, about Two
+Months will be allowed for sending in Solutions to the Puzzles contained
+in this Number. Thus Children dwelling on the Continent, in the United
+States and Canada, and elsewhere abroad, will be enabled to take part in
+these popular Competitions.
+
+It may be mentioned that Children residing in Great Britain will all be
+eligible to compete for Prizes as usual.
+
+
+PRIZES.
+
+Twenty prizes will be awarded for the best Solutions to the Puzzles
+given _in this Number_; Ten to Competitors in the Senior (for girls and
+boys between the ages of 14 and 16 _inclusive_), and Ten to Competitors
+in the Junior Division (for those _under_ 14 years of age).
+
+The following will be the value of the Prizes, in books, given in _each_
+Division:--
+
+1. A First Prize of One Guinea.
+2. A Second Prize of Half a Guinea.
+3. A Third Prize of Seven Shillings and Sixpence.
+4. Two Prizes of Five Shillings.
+5. Five Prizes of Half a Crown.
+
+There will also be awards of Bronze Medals of the LITTLE FOLKS Legion of
+Honour to the three next highest of the Competitors following the
+Prize-winners in _each_ Division.
+
+N.B. The Solutions, together with the names and addresses of the Prize
+and Medal winners, will be published in the January Number of LITTLE
+FOLKS.
+
+
+REGULATIONS.
+
+Solutions to the Puzzles published in this number must reach the Editor
+not later than October 25th (November 1st for Competitors residing
+abroad), addressed as under:--
+
+_The Editor of "Little Folks,"
+La Belle Sauvage Yard,
+Ludgate Hill,
+London, E.C._
+
+Answers to Puzzles.
+Junior [or Senior] Division.
+
+     Solutions to Puzzles must be accompanied by certificates from a
+     Parent, Teacher, or other responsible person, stating that they are
+     _the sole and unaided work_ of the competitor. No assistance must
+     be given by any other person.
+
+Competitors can be credited only under their own name.
+
+The decision of the Editor of LITTLE FOLKS on all matters must be
+considered final.
+
+I.--GEOGRAPHICAL ALPHABETICAL PUZZLES.
+
+In guessing the following Puzzles the letters given, when arranged in
+their correct order, will give the names of the places indicated. Thus,
+if the word were Scotland, it would be arranged thus--ACDLNOST--(A
+country).
+
+SENIOR DIVISION.
+
+_Proem._--ACEFNR (a country).
+
+_Lights._--1. AEEFLLRW (cape). 2. CEEHORST (town). 3. ACIINOSTT
+(island). 4. AEHN (river). 5. AACEHILNOP (island). 6. AADEEMNRRSTU
+(province).
+
+JUNIOR DIVISION.
+
+_Proem._--AAACDN (a Crown colony)
+
+_Lights._--1. ABCES (gulf). 2. AABDDEGIMRS (sandbanks). 3. AEEHNNVW
+(town). 4. AACEGHLNR (port). 5. ADGILNR (river). 6. AEEEIMNRRST (town).
+
+SYNONYM MESOSTICH.
+
+In place of the words given below put others having the same meaning. If
+correctly given the centre letters of the lights will give the proem.
+
+SENIOR DIVISION.
+
+_Proem._--A division of Cryptogamous plants.
+
+_Lights._--1. An old kind of weapon. 2. A kind of rich, sweet cake. 3.
+Petulantly. 4. Ancient or obsolete. 5. A cloth worker's forked
+instrument. 6. Vacuity.
+
+JUNIOR DIVISION.
+
+_Proem._--A division, dignity, or distinction.
+
+_Lights._--1. Strange or whimsical. 2. Inapplicability. 3. Having
+differed or dissented. 4. An egg-shaped chemical vessel. 5. A recital of
+circumstances. 6. Having flat petals.
+
+SUMMER COMPETITION (PUZZLE NO. 1).
+
+SENIOR DIVISION.
+
+1. Centaury. 2. Polyanthus. 3. Mimulus. 4. Eschscholtzia. 5.
+Antirrhinum. 6. Valerian. 7. Achimenes. 8. Clematis. 9. Ageratum. 10.
+Berberis.
+
+     CLASS I.--Consisting of those who have gained ten marks:--M. C.
+     Brodrick, M. Breffit, R. Brooke, A. Bradbury, H. Bagnall, N.
+     Besley, J. Cooper, L. E. Curme, M. Cooper, F. G. Callcott, C.
+     Debenham, M. Edwardes, H. G. Fraser, W. Farndale, F. Forrest, A.
+     Golledge, D. von. Hacht, L. Haydon, M. Heddle, G. Curling-Hope, J.
+     Jackson, M. Jakeman, A. M. Jackson, A. Lynch, M. Lloyd, L. Leach,
+     B. Law, C. Morin, E. Maynard, F. MacCarthy, M. More, E. Marsden, M.
+     Mercer, E. McCaul, E. Morgan, G. Martin, M. C. Nix, K. Nix, C. J.
+     Nix, N. Pybus, E. Roughton, H. R. Stanton, A. Sifton, L.
+     Wood-Smith, H. R. Dudley-Smith, M. Browning-Smith, A. Sifton, A.
+     Slessor, Una Tracy, C. Trüdinger, B. Tomlinson, A. C. Wilson, M.
+     Wilson.
+
+     CLASS II.--Consisting of those who have gained nine marks or
+     less:--A. Adams, G. Burne, M. Bradbury, M. Buckley, E. A. Browne,
+     H. Blunt, A. Bartholomew, J. Burnet, J. Bumsted, H. Coombes, W.
+     Coode, A. Carrington, H. Cholmondeley, B. Coventry, H. Cornford, H.
+     Collins, G. Dundas, H. Dyson, B. Dunning, R. Eustace, L. Fraser, M.
+     Fulcher, E. D. Griffith, A. Good, J. Chappell-Hodge, E. Hanlon, G.
+     Horner, M. Jones-Henry, E. Hinds, M. Hartfield, E. Hobson, B.
+     Hudson, E. Hayes, E. Chappell-Hodge, F. Ivens, W. Ireland, W.
+     Johnson, J. Jowett, E. Jowett, V. Jeans, G. Leicester, H. Leah, J.
+     Little, E. Lithgow, H. Leake, C. Mather, E. May, K. Mills, M.
+     Meagle, A. Pellier, M. Pretty, E. Parks, K. Pickard, G. Pettman, K.
+     Robinson, L. Rees, N. Ross, A. Rawes, R. Row, E. Rita, G. Russell,
+     A. Reading, E. Rudd, M. Spencer, J. Side, M. Addison-Scott, G.
+     Sayer, M. Stuttle, M. Trollope, M. Welsh, E. Wilkinson, E.
+     Wedgwood, W. C. Wilson, B. Walton, B. Wright, L. Webb, H. O.
+     Watson, K. Williams, H. Wilmot, M. Wood, one without name, E. L.
+     Prenner, A. Treacy, C. M. St. Jean.
+
+     JUNIOR DIVISION.
+
+     1. Celandine. 2. Jasmine. 3. Agrimony. 4. Dianthus. 5. Campanula.
+     6. Dielytra. 7. Begonia. 8. Coreopsis. 9. Anemone. 10. Pimpernel.
+     11. Succory.
+
+     CLASS I.--Consisting of those who have gained eleven marks:--L.
+     Besley, C. Burne, A. Browne, F. Burne, M. Balfour, M. Bagnall, M.
+     Buckler, L. Bennett, G. Blenkin, G. Barnes, F. Clayton, S. Cuthill,
+     M. Curme, A. Coombs, Lily Clayton, H. Curme, C. Crawford, M.
+     Callcott, W. Coventry, G. Debenham, K. Edwards, G. Fulcher, F.
+     Foulger, A. Farmer, L. Forrest, H. Fox, L. Gill, M. Humphreys, Elma
+     Hoare, M. A. Howard, E. Jowett, L. Leach, E. Leake, K. Lynch, H.
+     More, G. O'Morris, A. Marindin, N. Maxwell, M. Morin, E. Metcalf,
+     D. Maskell, E. Neame, G. Neame, L. Rudd, H. Russell, M. Wood-Smith,
+     G. Stallybrass, V. N. Sharpe, M. Somerville, M. McCalman Turpie, E.
+     Thompson, E. Wilmot, L. Weekman, G. Williams, M. Wilson, E. Yeo, M.
+     E. John, G. T. A. Hodgson.
+
+     CLASS II.--Consisting of those who have gained ten marks or
+     less:--R. Ainsworth, M. Beattie, E. Brake, E. Barnes, G. Buckle, D.
+     Blunt, F. Callum, E. Carrington, E. Coombes, V. Coombes, M. Cooper,
+     P. Davidson, E. Elston, E. Evans, L. Franklin, M. Frisby, A.
+     Gilbert, F. Gibbons, M. Golledge, L. Hudson, W. Hobson, A. Harding,
+     K. Hawkins, G. Chappell-Hodge, A. Ireland, G. Jackson, M. Jenkins,
+     B. Jones, A. King, E. Lucy, W. Lewenz, L. Lockhart, J. Lancum, F.
+     Löwy, C. Little, A. Leah, M. Lang, H. Mugliston, M. McLaren, F.
+     Medlycott, E. Nicholson, F. Newman, C Prideaux, J. Pillett, G.
+     Price, B. Peachey, E. Raven, A. Rudd, E. Spencer, E. Stanton, H. M.
+     Smith, M. Delisle-Trentham, L. Walpole, M. Wiper, N. Wright, C.
+     Wise, D. Wright, G. Williams, B. Webb.
+
+     AWARD OF PRIZES (TENTH QUARTER).
+
+     SENIOR DIVISION.
+
+     The _First Prize_ of a Guinea Volume is awarded to FREDERICK G.
+     CALCOTT (15), Hazeldon, 27, Shepherd's Bush Road, W.
+
+     The _Second, Third_, and _Fourth Prizes_ are divided between J. L.
+     LEWENZ (16), Pelham Crescent, The Park, Nottingham, and MABEL and
+     JANET COOPER (twin sisters), (15¾), Birdhyrst, Auckland Road,
+     Upper Norwood, S.E., who are awarded Books to the value of 7s. 6d.
+     each.
+
+     _Bronze Medals_ of the LITTLE FOLKS Legion of Honour are awarded
+     to:--MABEL BRADBURY (16½), Oak Lodge, Nightingale Lane, S.W.;
+     MATILDA HEDDLE (15), St. Leonard's, St. Andrews, N.B.; EMMA P.
+     PRATE (15), The Square, Warwick; M. A. ADDISON-SCOTT (16), Abbey
+     Park Villas, St. Andrews, N.B.; EMMA MAYNARD (16½), 16, Wood
+     Lane, Shepherd's Bush, W.
+
+     JUNIOR DIVISION.
+
+     The _First_ and _Second Prizes_ are awarded between FREDK. S.
+     HOWARD (7½), and MARY A. HOWARD (11), 15, Clarence Square,
+     Gosport, who are awarded books to the value of 15s. 6d. each.
+
+     The _Third_ and _Fourth Prizes_ are awarded between FREDERICK
+     COOPER (13) and MABEL COOPER (11), Warwick House, Ticehurst,
+     Sussex; NELLIE M. MAXWELL (13), Jenner Road, Guildford; MURIEL M.
+     WOOD-SMITH (12), 11, Woodside Terrace, Glasgow: each of whom
+     receives a Book value 3s. DOROTHY BLUNT and M. McCALLMAN TURPIE
+     gained the same number of marks as the above, but having taken a
+     Prize last Quarter are prevented by the rules from receiving one
+     this time.
+
+     _Bronze Medals_ of the LITTLE FOLKS Legion of Honour are awarded to
+     FRANCES JEAN CLAYTON, 2, Anchor Gate Terrace, Portsea; AGNES F.
+     COOMBES (13), Beaminster, Dorsetshire SHARLEY FULLFORD (11½),
+     High Street, Fareham, Hampshire; LUCIE FORREST (13), Northolme,
+     Gainsborough; ARTHUR J. KING (13¼), 75, Beresford Street,
+     Cawberwell, S.E.
+
+
+
+
+QUESTIONS AND ANSWERS
+
+
+     [_The Editor requests that all inquiries and replies intended for
+     insertion in LITTLE FOLKS should have the words "Questions and
+     Answers" written on the left-hand top corners of the envelopes
+     containing them. Only those which the Editor considers suitable and
+     of general interest to his readers will be printed._]
+
+PRIZE COMPETITIONS, &c.
+
+HELEN.--[I am always pleased to see any Picture Puzzles sent by my
+readers, and am willing to insert them if they are suitable. They
+should, however, differ as far as possible from any already published in
+LITTLE FOLKS.--ED.]
+
+A. H., TWO COMPETITORS.--[All the 1884 Special Prize Competitions close
+on the 30th of September. Others will be announced in due course. All
+the articles of every kind sent in competition will be distributed among
+the little inmates of Children's Hospitals.--ED.]
+
+LITERATURE.
+
+PUSSY CAT asks where the line
+
+  "Music hath charms to soothe the savage breast"
+
+is to be found? and who was the author?
+
+DAPHNE writes in answer to FLURUMPUS FLUMP to say that
+
+  "A boy's will is the wind's will"
+
+occurs in one of Longfellow's earlier poems, entitled "My Lost Youth."
+The first verse is as follows:--
+
+  "Often I think of the beautiful town
+     That is seated by the sea;
+  Often in thought go up and down
+  The pleasant streets of that dear old town,
+     And my youth comes back to me.
+       And a verse of a Lapland song
+       Is haunting my memory still;
+  'A boy's will is the wind's will,
+  And the thoughts of youth are long long thoughts.'"
+
+Answers also received from SEA NYMPH, NELL GWYNNE, TATTIE CORAM,
+ICEBERG, AN IRISH GIRL, W. R., THE DUKE OF OMNIUM, STELLA, SUNDAY NOSE,
+E. M. T., and TAFFY.
+
+LITTLE BO-PEEP asks if any one can tell her the author of the following
+lines, and in what poem they occur:--
+
+  "There is a reaper, whose name is Death,
+    And, with his sickle keen.
+  He reaps the bearded grain at a breath,
+    And the flowers that grow between."
+
+WORK.
+
+GEORGINA DEXTER asks how to make a pair of bedroom slippers.
+
+FLORENCE WATERS would be glad if any one could tell her how to clean
+crewel-work.
+
+COOKERY.
+
+VIOLET writes in answer to A MAID OF ATHENS that a very good recipe for
+oat-cakes is as follows:--Put two or three handfuls of coarse Scottish
+oatmeal into a basin with a pinch of carbonate of soda, mix well
+together, add one dessert-spoonful of hot dripping, mixing quickly with
+the hand; pour in as much cold water as will allow it to be lifted out
+of the basin in a very soft lump. Put this with a handful of meal upon a
+pastry-board, scattering meal upon it. Roll it out quickly with a
+rolling-pin; when as thick as a half-crown brush off all meal with some
+feathers or a pastry brush. Put another board upon the cake, reverse it,
+and brush it the other side. Slip it upon a hot girdle, cut it with a
+knife across and across so as to form triangular pieces. When they begin
+to curl up at the edges turn them on the girdle, keep them there till
+dry enough to lift, then remove them to a toaster in front of the fire,
+where they should become a light brown. Be careful to keep the girdle
+brushed free of loose oatmeal, scraping it occasionally with a knife.
+The more rapidly the cakes are made the better.
+
+GENERAL.
+
+HERBERT MASTERS would be very glad if any of the readers of LITTLE FOLKS
+would tell him the cost of a small carpenter's bench.
+
+AN AMATEUR MECHANIC inquires which is the best wood for fretwork
+purposes; and where fret-saws may be obtained.
+
+STICKLEBACK wishes to know if it is necessary to have real salt water
+for a salt-water aquarium, or whether any sea-salt which is sold would
+answer the purpose.
+
+W. R. writes in reply to M. H. S.'s question, that maidenhair ferns
+should never be allowed to want water, which, if the drainage of the pot
+is perfect, may be applied every evening during the summer months, and
+at mid-day twice a week from late autumn until early spring. Answers
+also received from Erin, H. J. M., DOROTHY DRAGGLE-TAIL, "THE WOMAN IN
+WHITE," A. E. C., FÉDORA, A. H., E. M. C., LITTLE NOSE-IN-AIR, and ALICE
+IN WONDERLAND.
+
+NATURAL HISTORY.
+
+A GREEN GOOSEBERRY wishes to know what makes canaries desert their eggs,
+and how they can be prevented.--[They cannot be "prevented." The most
+common cause is insect vermin. If these are found, burn all the old
+nests, use Persian powder freely on the birds, and paint the cracks in
+the cages with corrosive sublimate, and then varnish over the places.]
+
+PEARL would be glad to know how to keep dormice, and what their habits
+are; she has just had two given to her, and one died the third day and
+the other only sleeps.--[They are fed chiefly on dry grain with a few
+nuts, and occasionally some blades of grass. They are shy, and sleep
+most of the day. During that time they want a quiet place and to be let
+alone, but when tame they will come out at night and climb up the
+curtains if allowed.]
+
+A GUINEA-PIG asks what is the best food for guinea-pigs?--[They are fed
+like rabbits in the main, but may have a little bread and fresh milk
+squeezed rather dry, with a few bits of dry crust, or a few grains of
+wheat or barley occasionally. Every day give a little green food, dried
+first.]
+
+Picture Wanting Words.
+
+SPECIAL HOME AND FOREIGN COMPETITION.
+
+As already announced, the Editor has arranged, in response to repeated
+requests, for a Special "Picture Wanting Words" Competition, in which
+Readers of LITTLE FOLKS residing on the Continent and in the United
+States, Canada, &c. (or anywhere abroad), may have an opportunity of
+competing for Prizes on favourable terms with Subscribers in Great
+Britain. In order to do this, a longer time than usual for sending in
+answers to the Picture will be necessary; and as will be seen below,
+about Two Months will be allowed for this purpose in the present
+Competition. (Children living in Great Britain and Ireland will, of
+course, all be eligible to compete for Prizes as usual.)
+
+[Illustration]
+
+The picture printed on this page forms the subject for the Competition,
+and the Prizes to be awarded are as follow:--For the Two best short and
+_original_ Descriptions of the Picture Two One-Guinea Books and
+Officers' Medals of the LITTLE FOLKS Legion of Honour will be given; for
+the next best Description a Half-Guinea Book and an Officer's Medal will
+be given; and Three Seven-Shilling-and-Sixpenny Books and Officers'
+Medals will also be given for the Three best Descriptions _relatively to
+the age of the Competitors_--so that no Competitor is too young to try
+for the three last-named Prizes. To avoid any possibility of mistake,
+and for the guidance of new Competitors, the full Regulations are
+given:--
+
+1. No Description must exceed 500 words in length, and each must be
+written on one side of the paper only.
+
+2. The Descriptions must be certified as _strictly original_ by a
+Minister, Teacher, Parent, or some other responsible person.
+
+3. All the Competitors must be under the age of Sixteen years.
+
+4. Descriptions from Competitors residing in Great Britain and Ireland
+must reach the Editor on or before the 25th of October next; in the case
+of Descriptions sent from any place abroad an extension of time to the
+1st of November will be allowed.
+
+5. In addition to the Six Prizes and Officers' Medals, some of the most
+deserving Competitors will be included in a special List of Honour, and
+awarded Members' Medals of the LITTLE FOLKS Legion of Honour. The award
+of Prizes, in addition to One of the Prize Descriptions, will be printed
+in the January Number of LITTLE FOLKS.
+
+6. Competitors are requested to note that each envelope containing a
+Description should have the words "Picture Wanting Words" written on the
+left-hand top corner of it.
+
+N.B.--Competitors are referred to a notice respecting the Silver Medal
+printed on page 115 of the last Volume.
+
+
+
+
+
+    +--------------------------------------------------------------+
+    | Transcriber's Note:                                          |
+    |                                                              |
+    | Page 138: opening quotation mark has been removed--By-and-by |
+    | some other                                                   |
+    |                                                              |
+    | Page 147: "the aft deck at 8.45 for judgment" has been       |
+    | changed to "the aft deck at 8.45 for judgment."              |
+    |                                                              |
+    | Page 159: "you are the rascal" has been changed to "You are  |
+    | the rascal"                                                  |
+    |                                                              |
+    | Page 164: "as much interest as he post-office." has been     |
+    | changed to "as much interest as the post-office."            |
+    |                                                              |
+    | Page 186: the name Ethel Hancook has been changed to Ethel   |
+    | Hancock                                                      |
+    |                                                              |
+    | Page 187: the name Helen Hurley is unclear in the original   |
+    | version                                                      |
+    |                                                              |
+    | Page 187: the name Samuel Bowller is unclear in the original |
+    | version                                                      |
+    |                                                              |
+    | Page 187: the name William Bangham has been changed to       |
+    | William Baugham                                              |
+    |                                                              |
+    | Page 188: closing quotation marks have been added--fonder of |
+    | us than Diamond."                                            |
+    |                                                              |
+    | Page 191: closing quotation marks have been removed after:   |
+    | the cakes are made the better.                               |
+    |                                                              |
+    +--------------------------------------------------------------+
+
+
+
+
+
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+The Project Gutenberg EBook of Little Folks (Septemeber 1884), by Various
+
+This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with
+almost no restrictions whatsoever.  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
+
+
+Title: Little Folks (Septemeber 1884)
+       A Magazine for the Young
+
+Author: Various
+
+Release Date: December 20, 2008 [EBook #27576]
+
+Language: English
+
+Character set encoding: ASCII
+
+*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK LITTLE FOLKS (SEPTEMEBER 1884) ***
+
+
+
+
+Produced by Chris Curnow, Joseph Cooper and the Online
+Distributed Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+    Transcriber's Note:
+    Phrases printed in italics in the original version are
+    indicated in this electronic version by _ (underscore).
+    A list of amendments are given at the end of the book.
+
+
+
+
+LITTLE FOLKS:
+
+_A Magazine for the Young._
+
+_NEW AND ENLARGED SERIES._
+
+CASSELL & COMPANY, LIMITED:
+
+_LONDON, PARIS & NEW YORK._
+
+[ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+A LITTLE TOO CLEVER.
+
+_By the Author of "Pen's Perplexities," "Margaret's Enemy," "Maid
+Marjory," &c._
+
+CHAPTER VIII.--ESCAPE.
+
+
+When Elsie awoke in the morning, after at last falling into a dull,
+heavy sleep, she had not an opportunity of seeing what sort of weather
+it was. There was no light in their rude sleeping-place, except the dim
+one that came through the aperture from the other room. She listened,
+and hearing sounds of life below, she hastily rose, and creeping down
+the ladder, went in search of her frock.
+
+Mrs. Ferguson was already up, and busy. Elsie asked for her frock, but
+Mrs. Ferguson told her it was not dry, and she had better make what
+shift she could with the old gown she had given her on the previous
+night. As she could nowhere see her dress, she was obliged reluctantly
+to follow the woman's advice.
+
+To her delight, she perceived that the morning was bright and warm after
+the rain, and she fully resolved, as soon as their things were decently
+dry, to be on their road once more.
+
+In the meantime, however, Duncan's jacket had also disappeared. She
+could get nothing out of Mrs. Ferguson about it, except that it was
+drying, and Duncan had to put up with a cotton jacket, which Mrs.
+Ferguson stripped from her own boy's back to give him.
+
+This mystery as to the whereabouts of their clothes very greatly annoyed
+Elsie, who tried in vain to make Mrs. Ferguson say where they were. She
+pretended not to understand what Elsie meant, though Elsie felt quite
+sure all that was feigned.
+
+Their breakfast consisted of some thin watery porridge, without bread,
+sugar, or milk.
+
+When their scanty meal was ended, Mrs. Ferguson ordered them to go out
+and help Sandy Ferguson, her husband, who was waiting outside for them.
+At first Elsie felt disposed to refuse, but on second thoughts, she
+obeyed. Sandy Ferguson was on the spot, his wife in the kitchen, with
+the cottage door open, their two boys about here, there, and everywhere.
+
+To get away unperceived was out of the question, besides the serious
+matter of losing their garments, which Elsie had not yet been able to
+discover.
+
+So they had to work away in company with the two ragged urchins. Elsie
+was boiling with rage, but she hid it as well as she could; and as for
+poor Duncan, he worked away without uttering a word, but with only an
+occasional inquiring glance at Elsie, which was infinitely touching.
+
+Elsie soon perceived that there would be no chance of their pursuing
+their journey that day. Mrs. Ferguson protested that she was getting
+their things dried as fast as she could, and would say nothing more; but
+Elsie had a keen misgiving that for some reason or other she did not
+mean to let them go.
+
+Was it possible that she knew anything of their mother, and was thinking
+to send them back? or did she only mean to keep them there, and make
+them work for her family?
+
+At times Elsie felt a terrible fear creeping over her that these
+dreadful people meant to steal or hurt her and Duncan. "Perhaps she
+wants our clothes," Elsie thought, "for she knows we have no more
+pennies!"
+
+So she took the first opportunity she could find to tell Mrs. Ferguson
+that they didn't think they could wait any longer for their things to
+get dry; they could easily get some more at Killochrie. She said this
+with an air of indifference. She would put her jacket on over her stuff
+petticoat, and that would do very well. Duncan could wear the cotton
+jacket, and leave his tweed one behind.
+
+But all this made no impression on Mrs. Ferguson. She only laughed
+grimly to herself; and as their things were not forthcoming, Elsie might
+as well have spared her generosity. If she could only have found her
+jacket she would have been contented, but this, too, had disappeared,
+and even if she had found the opportunity, Elsie would hardly have had
+the courage to go on her way with Mrs. Ferguson's dirty tattered gown
+tucked up and pinned together about her.
+
+By-and-by Elsie began to think she saw what Mrs. Ferguson was thinking
+of. She noticed that she frequently looked along the road, and carefully
+watched for any vehicle whose wheels sounded in the distance. "She
+thinks mother'll come and fetch us," Elsie said to herself, "or at least
+the woman that I told her I lived with; but she'll never come here after
+us, that's certain."
+
+But although Elsie had very little fear that they would be found, yet
+she was determined to get away somehow from this hovel.
+
+Two whole days had elapsed. They had spent three wretched shivering
+nights on the floor of the loft. On the third day Elsie felt she could
+bear it no longer. She was in a state of suppressed excitement, and she
+felt that she could almost jump out of her skin.
+
+It is very strange to notice through what small loopholes people often
+make their escape. The fairy-tale idea of passing through keyholes and
+up chimneys is scarcely more wonderful. Now, Mrs. Ferguson had been
+keeping a strict watch on these children, and not only herself, but her
+husband and two children had all been employed to watch. On the third
+day there stopped at the cottage door a lumbering vehicle, containing a
+man and woman and several baskets. The two alighted, and came into the
+cottage, where a great talking ensued, and many purchases were displayed
+and loudly discussed. The two Ferguson lads should have been with Elsie
+and Duncan, but they had climbed on to the top of the peat-stack by the
+side of the house, and were lying full length, peering unobserved
+through the dingy window. Suddenly Elsie perceived that they were alone,
+and without waiting to consider the possibilities of the case, she took
+Duncan by the hand, pushed him over the stone wall, quickly climbed it
+herself, and flew away over the grass as fast as her feet could carry
+her in the direction of the hills.
+
+Here, again, fortune favoured her, as it sometimes does favour the most
+rash ventures. After running a goodish way, Elsie saw what she had never
+dreamed of finding--a roadway sweeping round the foot of the hill, and
+quite hidden from sight by a sudden rise in the ground. When they gained
+the road, they too would be hidden by the rising ground between them and
+the crofter's cottage, whereas now they could be seen distinctly by any
+one who should happen to look, for there was not even a tree or bush to
+shield them. Elsie pushed on quickly, not venturing to take even a peep
+behind until they had safely scrambled down the steep bank into the
+road, when, to her joy, she found that the stone walls enclosing the
+croft, even the little hovel itself, had completely disappeared.
+
+"Elsie," said Duncan, catching his breath, and looking up to her with a
+glance of terror, "will they catch us?"
+
+"No, I don't think so, Duncan," Elsie answered, quite gently. "We are
+quite out of sight. We must be quick, and find out where this road
+leads."
+
+"I am so frightened, Elsie!" Duncan exclaimed, with a pitiful, appealing
+glance to her not to be angry. He had kept his terror to himself so long
+that he could hide it no longer. "Did you think they were going to kill
+us, Elsie?"
+
+"No, Duncan, of course not," Elsie replied, not without a little shiver.
+
+It was very noticeable how different Elsie's tone was from her usual
+one. There was no snapping up or ridiculing her little brother. She
+spoke more as if she were trying to persuade herself of the truth of
+what she said.
+
+"But, Elsie, there was never any one came near," Duncan persisted.
+"Sandy Ferguson could dig a big hole, and put us in right easy. No one
+would know. Don't let him catch us, Elsie."
+
+"He shan't catch us, dear," Elsie said, reassuringly, though she was not
+feeling very easy about it herself. It was only now that she began
+really to feel what a terrible time they had lived through in those last
+two days, and what unknown horrors they had escaped from. Duncan's words
+filled her with fear. To be overtaken and carried back to that dreadful
+woman seemed the worst thing that could befall them.
+
+"I wonder where this road leads?" Elsie said, trying to make Duncan
+think of something else. "There's no one to ask."
+
+"P'raps they might be like the man if you asked," Duncan said fearfully;
+"and you look so ragged in that dirty old gown, Elsie. They will think
+we are beggars."
+
+Elsie had been thinking the same thing herself, though she was not going
+to tell poor Duncan--already frightened out of his senses--how
+uncomfortable she really felt. Alone in a country road, which led they
+did not know where, without a penny to buy food or, so far as they could
+see, a house from which they could ask some, what was to become of them?
+
+"Elsie?" Duncan said presently, looking at her very wistfully.
+
+"Yes, Duncan?"
+
+"You won't be angry, will you?"
+
+"No, I won't be angry," Elsie said impatiently. "What is it?"
+
+"I feel so tired. Couldn't we go home?"
+
+"Do you think you could find the way back?" Elsie asked.
+
+"Oh! but we could ask for Dunster," Duncan said, eagerly. "People would
+tell us. I'd try to run very fast, Elsie."
+
+"We should have to get back to that other road, where the cottages are,
+first," Elsie said, contemplatively. "Would you like to do that,
+Duncan?"
+
+"Oh, no!" the child cried, in _terror_. "They'd catch us, Elsie, they'd
+catch us: I'm sure they would."
+
+"We won't go there," Elsie said, trying to comfort him, for it was
+pitiful to see his fright. "Wait till I see a nice tidy person, and I'll
+ask all about it."
+
+"There might be another way," Duncan suggested.
+
+Just then they heard the sound of distant wheels. Duncan caught hold of
+Elsie's shoulder in an agony of fright. "It's the man!" he cried,
+trembling from head to foot, and turning as white as death. "He's
+coming, Elsie! he's coming to fetch us back!"
+
+
+CHAPTER IX.--A FAIRY VISITOR.
+
+With what indescribable torments of dread the two children stood waiting
+it is difficult to express. Elsie's feeling of fright for herself was
+merged in care for Duncan. She had never seen him look like this before,
+and it startled her. His white face was drawn into an expression that
+changed it altogether. His eyes were wide and staring, looking along the
+road in a sort of fascination of terror.
+
+Elsie held him close to her, drawing him round so that he should not see
+the approaching vehicle, still far distant, for on that still, lonely
+road the sound of hoofs could be heard at a great distance. Elsie
+listened, with her heart standing still.
+
+"Duncan, Duncan, it is two horses!" she cried, presently. "And they are
+coming quickly. It is a carriage, not a cart."
+
+But Duncan was so terrified that he had no reasoning power left in him.
+Even when the carriage came in sight he would not have been a bit
+surprised to have seen the crofter and his shrewish wife jump out of it.
+
+Instead of that, however, the carriage contained a very
+fashionably-dressed, rich-looking lady and gentleman. Elsie could see
+directly that they were gentlefolk, who would never think of hurting two
+little children. She resolved to speak to them.
+
+They were certainly in fortune's way. The carriage drew up close by
+them, and a dainty voice asked--
+
+"Children, can you tell us if we are on the right road to Killochrie?"
+
+"I don't think you are, ma'am," Elsie replied, in her best manner.
+
+"Oh dear!" the lady exclaimed; "how annoying when we are in such haste!
+Can you direct us?"
+
+"There's a road right over there leads to it," Elsie replied, pointing
+with her hand.
+
+"But how do we get on to the road? Does this one meet it anywhere?
+Driver, don't you know?"
+
+The driver muttered something in a rather surly fashion, whereupon the
+gentleman, who had not yet spoken, leaned forward, and said angrily,
+"You told us you knew this neighbourhood. You are an idiot!"
+
+"Perhaps this little lass could show him," the lady remarked.
+
+"Indeed, ma'am, it's right glad I'd be to do it," Elsie began (how very
+polite any one can be when they choose), "but we're quite strange, and
+have lost our own way, our mother being dead and our father in London,
+which we're trying to find; and perhaps, ma'am, you would be so kind as
+to tell us the way." All this was said very rapidly.
+
+"If they can't help us, why not drive on?" the gentleman remarked
+impatiently.
+
+"Stay a moment," the lady said. "These children may possibly be of great
+use to us. Look at the girl, William. She hasn't at all a bad face, if
+she were well dressed," she added, in a low tone, which, however, did
+not escape Elsie.
+
+"You say your mother is dead and your father in London," the lady added.
+"Who are you living with?"
+
+"There was a woman who took care of us," Elsie replied quickly, "but she
+let our father think we were dead, so we ran away to find him; and a man
+who gave us a ride in his cart robbed us of our pennies and our clothes,
+and was very cruel. We ran away in the clothes they gave us."
+
+"What a deal of running away," the lady said, not unkindly; "and your
+little brother looks tired. Do you know how far it is to London?"
+
+"No, not exactly, ma'am," Elsie replied.
+
+"Well, it is hundreds and hundreds of miles; and let me tell you at once
+you will never get there if you walk for ever. But," she added quickly,
+leaving Elsie no time to reply, "I may be able to help you. I am a sort
+of good fairy. Walk on towards Killochrie. Ask any one you see the way
+there, and before night I will come back again. That is all. Coachman,
+drive on. You must look out for some one else to direct us."
+
+Then the man whipped up his horses and drove off, leaving Elsie standing
+by the roadside in a sad state of bewilderment. Could she have heard
+aright? Before three minutes had passed she began to think she had been
+mistaken, but that could not be, for Duncan presently said to her--
+
+"She won't ever come back, Elsie, will she? But she was a bonnie lady,
+wasn't she?"
+
+"She was bonnie, and real kind," Elsie said. "I wonder whether she will
+come back after all."
+
+"She might have put us inside the carriage if she'd liked," Duncan said,
+doubtfully.
+
+"Perhaps the gentleman wouldn't have let her," Elsie replied. "I think
+she meant she would come alone."
+
+"Will she be very long?" Duncan said, pitifully; "and will she take us
+to London, to him--our father, Elsie?--or will you ask her to take us
+back to Dunster?"
+
+"We must wait till she comes," Elsie said, evasively. In her heart of
+hearts she would not have been sorry to find herself back in Mrs.
+MacDougall's cottage, but the humiliation of returning and acknowledging
+why she had run away, and how she had failed, was too much for her
+proud, stubborn will.
+
+"Do you like running away?" Duncan asked, looking up anxiously in her
+face.
+
+"I don't mind it," Elsie answered. She was getting into a contrary mood,
+partly because Duncan's remarks touched her so keenly, partly out of
+anger and impatience at the misfortunes that had befallen them.
+
+They had been walking along slowly in the direction the carriage had
+taken. Duncan did not seem inclined to go faster. Presently he stopped,
+and stood watching a number of black-faced Highland sheep scampering
+down the side of a hill. There were sounds of barking, and at last there
+appeared a shepherd and collie.
+
+"He will know the way," Elsie cried, with delight. "Come on, Duncan;
+let's run and ask him."
+
+"You run, Elsie. I'll wait till you come back," Duncan said, wearily. It
+was very unusual for him to hang behind, but Elsie was too eager to
+notice it. She left him sitting by the roadside, and flew after the
+shepherd.
+
+"The way to Killochrie? Weel, you just keep to the road right away till
+it runs into another one, an' that'll take you straight through; but
+it's a long, long way to walk."
+
+The man was engaged in eating a large piece of bread and cheese. Elsie,
+who was very hungry, eyed it longingly.
+
+"Ye look a wee bit starved," the man said.
+
+"We'll be getting some food at Killochrie," Elsie said, evasively.
+
+"I did hear last night that there was two children lost off Dunster
+Moor--stolen, they do say. I suppose you bain't one of them?" the man
+continued, eyeing her curiously "Was dressed in plaid frock and cloth
+jacket. That ain't you, any way."
+
+"We live at Killochrie," Elsie said quickly and wickedly, not hesitating
+to conceal the truth, and to tell a falsehood to do so. "We've come
+farther than we should, and I wasn't quite sure of the way."
+
+"Aweel! aweel!" the man said, in his slow northern fashion. "It's a good
+thing ye're not lost away from your natural home, which I'd be sorry to
+think of happening to any bairn. It's a goodish bit out of my road, but
+I'd like to carry the poor bairnies back to their mother, wherever she
+be."
+
+Elsie waited to hear no more. She bade the man a hasty "Good-day," and
+ran off. How strange it was that this out-of-the-way shepherd should
+have heard the tale, and yet not so strange when one thinks how quickly
+such a tale spreads far and near, and how few other concerns the
+shepherd had to drive it from his mind. Already the news of the lost
+children was being discussed in every whiskey-shop and cottage. It had
+reached the little village three miles out of Killochrie, where the
+shepherd's wife lived. And if the children had been elsewhere than in
+the crofter's lonely cottage they must have been discovered, as there
+was every chance that they would be before long.
+
+Now, if Elsie had known it, the first piece of good fortune that had
+really come to them was when she met the shepherd. He was an honest,
+kind-hearted man, the father of children. At one word of explanation he
+would have taken the children in charge, and delivered them safely over
+to their proper guardian. Providence, watching over the misguided
+children, had put this means of deliverance in their way. But Elsie was
+still obstinate, and the very thought of being taken back roused every
+feeling of opposition and anger.
+
+If only poor little Duncan had known the opportunity, which was every
+moment retreating farther away!
+
+Elsie breathed freely when she perceived the shepherd disappear in the
+valley. "We are all right," she said to Duncan, keeping to herself the
+shock she had received. "This will lead us to Killochrie."
+
+Duncan said nothing. He seemed neither glad nor sorry. He was not much
+of a companion, Elsie thought.
+
+The day crept on. They did not make much progress, for Duncan was cross,
+and lagged dreadfully.
+
+Elsie had in her mind a firm conviction that the kind lady would return,
+and she was not wrong, for at last they saw a female figure coming
+towards them; she carried a good-sized leather bag in her hand, which
+Elsie believed contained food for them. How glad she was now that she
+had fled from the shepherd. The good fairy had come.
+
+[Illustration: "THE CARRIAGE DREW UP CLOSE BY THEM" (_p. 131_).]
+
+There was one thing Elsie had never thought of. Wicked spirits often
+assume the appearance of good fairies. Every one knows that, so that it
+was to be seen whether this was a good fairy or not.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+CHAPTER X.--THE NEW MOTHER.
+
+Such a disappointment! As the figure drew near, Elsie saw that she had
+made a mistake. Instead of the beautifully-dressed lady of the carriage,
+it turned out to be a person dressed in black garments, with a long
+black veil covering her face.
+
+She walked along quickly, and as she came up to the children, she
+stopped. Then she turned up her veil, and Elsie saw with astonishment
+that it was really the lady who had spoken to them that morning, but so
+changed, that it was no wonder Elsie had not known her. The face that
+had looked so gay and smiling was now sad and pensive; the fair curling
+hair, falling in pretty confusion over the white forehead, was drawn
+smoothly back under the neat crape bonnet, with its widow's cap.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+The many bracelets and other jewellery were all gone. So complete was
+the transformation that Elsie stood staring, not knowing what to
+believe.
+
+"I told you I was a fairy," the lady said, in a kind, but sad, voice.
+"You must not be surprised to see me so changed. To-morrow I may change
+again. A fairy is all sorts of things, you know."
+
+"Ye--es, ma'am," Elsie said, doubtfully.
+
+"I dare say you think that a fairy can change other people as well as
+herself, do you not?"
+
+"Yes, ma'am; fairies do that in books," Elsie replied.
+
+"Well, and I tell you I am a fairy," the lady said, a little sharply;
+"and I am going to change you."
+
+"What is she going to change us into, Elsie?" asked the matter-of-fact
+Duncan.
+
+"Ah! what?" the lady asked, with a laugh. "Shall I change you into two
+little Highland sheep scampering over the hills, and feeding upon
+grass?"
+
+"Oh no!" Elsie said quickly; but Duncan, whose mind never readily
+accepted a new idea, only replied stolidly, "You couldn't, you know."
+
+"Don't be so sure of that," the lady replied. "But I am not going to. I
+am going to make you into my own little children."
+
+This seemed very nice and kind, but it so completely did away with their
+own father that Elsie did not know what to say. The lady seemed
+displeased, and stamping her foot, said very sharply--"Do you hear what
+I say? I am going to turn you into my little boy and girl."
+
+"Thank you, ma'am," Elsie said slowly. "It is very kind, only we've got
+our own father."
+
+"I didn't say anything about a father, did I?" the lady said. "I shall
+be your mother. While you are my children, your father is dead."
+
+"But he isn't indeed, ma'am," Elsie began; but he lady's face suddenly
+changed. It grew very red, and her eyes blazed with passion.
+
+In place of the sad, pensive face, she saw an angry, furious,
+dreadful-looking face, that struck terror into her heart. "While you are
+my children," she exclaimed, in a loud terrible voice, "your father is
+dead. If you forget that for one moment, I will instantly change you
+back into the wretched little creatures you now are, and set you down on
+top of that high mountain, where you will perish of cold and hunger."
+Then suddenly she dropped her voice, her face grew calm and
+sweet-looking again, and she said, very gently, "Will you be my
+children?"
+
+The children were so bewildered and astonished that they could hardly
+believe their senses. Elsie replied at once--"Oh yes, if we may;" but it
+was really more because she did not dare to say anything else, for fear
+of offending this strange being, and the dread of being left alone all
+night among the dark, gloomy hills.
+
+"Follow me," the lady said, drawing down her veil, and turning away
+from the road on to the grass.
+
+The children followed. She led them some distance over the lowest part
+of a small hill. She walked quickly, the children doing their best to
+keep pace with her light, rapid footsteps, although Duncan was very
+tired, and both were desperately hungry. Presently they found themselves
+in a tiny dell, through which ran a little babbling stream, and where
+large yellow daisies, and bonnie blue-bells, and other flowers bloomed
+abundantly. Here the strange lady stopped, and opening her bag, she drew
+forth some black garments. The first one was a frock of fine black stuff
+with crape. She bade Elsie take off the old gown she was wearing, and
+put on this.
+
+Elsie was charmed. The dress fastened down the back, and had a narrow
+skirt, cut in one with the body, forming a complete contrast to her own
+short full skirt and round body of bright plaid. Then there came forth
+from the fairy bag a black hat and a pair of beautiful silk gloves. "You
+will do for to-night," the lady said, when Elsie had put them on.
+"To-morrow morning we must think of shoes and stockings less clumsy than
+those you have on."
+
+For Duncan she brought out a black overcoat, which reached nearly to his
+ankles, and a black cloth cap. Elsie waited impatiently, hoping to see
+some nice food come out of the bag, but the fairy mother seemed not to
+have thought of that, for she shut it up when she had taken the cap out,
+and gave it to Duncan to carry. Then she rolled up the tattered gown and
+jacket, and threw them into the stream.
+
+"You are to call me mamma," she said sweetly, "or mother, if you are
+more used to that."
+
+"Then please, ma'am--ma--we are very hungry," Elsie said.
+
+The lady did not seem pleased. "What dreadful things children are! They
+want to eat!" she exclaimed. "Well, there is no time now; we must get
+home quickly. Give me a hand each of you."
+
+They did as they were told, and very soon were again upon the road,
+walking as quickly as they could to keep up with her. Every now and then
+she gave Duncan a sharp tug to make him walk quicker.
+
+The poor child was so tired and hungry that he hardly knew how to get
+along, but the lady took no notice. Elsie really was beginning to think
+that there was something about her quite different from ordinary people,
+but she was not sure that she liked her any better for that. She
+wondered whether she knew what it was to feel very hungry.
+
+They walked what seemed to the weary children a very, very long way, but
+at last they saw houses, and they perceived that they had arrived at a
+little village. Here the lady bought them some buns and rolls, which
+they eagerly devoured, but to their infinite disappointment they found
+they were not to stay here. On they walked another long way, till they
+reached a place with many houses and streets and shops, such as Elsie
+had never seen in her life before.
+
+It was now quite dark, but the lady hurried them through the streets,
+not allowing them to stop for a moment. By-and-by they arrived at a
+strange building of wood. They were presently lifted into a carriage.
+The lady followed; the door was shut. There was a shrill scream, and
+then the lights outside began to glide past them. They were, for the
+first time in their lives, in a train.
+
+Duncan had not been in the carriage two minutes before his head fell
+back against the woodwork, and he was asleep. Elsie's brain was too busy
+for her to do the same thing. The sensation of gliding along in the dark
+was so new and strange that she was at first very frightened, but as
+every one else looked quite comfortable, her fears began to abate, and
+she could turn her mind to the strange adventures that had befallen
+them.
+
+After some little time they stopped, and their companion lifted them
+out, rousing Duncan out of his heavy sleep with much difficulty.
+
+A tall, dark gentleman was waiting, on the platform for them. "Here are
+the dear children," the lady said, in a sweet, sad voice. "Children, say
+'How do you do?' to your Uncle William."
+
+The gentleman shook hands with each of them, and taking Elsie by the
+hand, led her forward, the lady following with Duncan. They passed
+through some gates, and found some carriages waiting outside. Into one
+of these the gentleman and lady took the children, and they were driven
+away.
+
+These two strange individuals conversed a great deal, but the noise of
+the wheels prevented Elsie from hearing much of what they said. She made
+out that the lady was telling the gentleman about her journey, and she
+thought they both seemed rather pleased.
+
+Suddenly the gentleman leaned over, and laid a hand upon Elsie's arm.
+"Mind what you are about," he said in her ear. "If you say anything to
+displease this lady, your good mother, it will be the worse for you. The
+less you say to anybody, the better; and look after the boy. What is
+your name?"
+
+"Elsie."
+
+"No it isn't. It is Effie Donaldson. Don't forget it again. Your
+brother's name is Donald Donaldson. Don't let him forget it, either."
+
+Elsie saw in a moment that there was no trifling meant, and that she
+would have to obey. It was the same gentleman who had called the driver
+an idiot in the morning. She had stolen a glance at him then, and had
+not liked his face. She liked it still less now. Still, they must be
+kind people, or they would not have brought her and Duncan all this way,
+and given them such nice clothes. Elsie very much wished, however, that
+gentlefolk had not such strange manners.
+
+She was very glad and thankful when at last they alighted at a house,
+into which they entered. A neat, tidy-looking woman came forward to meet
+them. "Everything's quite ready, ma'am, as the gentleman ordered," she
+said, with a curtsey. "I've made up an extra bed in your room, ma'am,
+for the little boy, which the gentleman said would suit you, and the
+supper's waiting to be served in a moment. I dare say the children are
+tired, ma'am."
+
+"Yes," said the lady, in a sweet, gentle voice. "They have had a long
+journey, and they are tired to-night. They will be glad to get to bed as
+soon as we have had supper, won't you, dears?"
+
+"Yes, mamma," Elsie answered quickly. Duncan made no reply.
+
+"You go in there, and sit down till I come," the lady said, pointing to
+an open door, through which came the gleam of a fire. She took Elsie's
+hat and Duncan's cap, and went upstairs, leaving the children, as they
+thought, alone.
+
+But that was a mistake, for the gentleman came in the next moment.
+However, he told them, not unkindly, to sit down and warm themselves,
+which they were glad enough to do. The table was already spread for a
+meal. Presently the woman brought in a dish of ham and eggs, which made
+the famished creatures ready to cry with delight.
+
+Their new mamma watched them very narrowly as they ate. Fortunately,
+Mrs. MacDougall had been very strict about their behaviour, but there
+were still several things that displeased their new friend, for which
+she corrected them pretty sharply; and to show how easily children can
+remember when they really know they must, Elsie not only bore in mind
+the faults that were found with herself, but also those points in which
+Duncan had offended.
+
+The woman of the house came in by-and-by, to ask whether she should see
+the children in bed. She looked so kind and nice, that Elsie hoped their
+new mamma would say "Yes." She, however, declined, saying that she could
+not bear any one to do anything for the children but herself. Then she
+took them upstairs, and locking the door, bade them undress. She then
+went to a box, and got out some night garments, which were much too
+large; but the children did not mind that. She tucked Elsie kindly into
+the snuggest, sweetest bed that could be, and then went to do the same
+kind office for Duncan. Then telling them that they were on no account
+to get up till she came to them the next morning, she left them to such
+a night's rest as they had not had since they left the cottage on
+Dunster Moor.
+
+[Illustration: "'YOU ARE TO CALL ME MAMMA,' SHE SAID" (_p. 134_).]
+
+
+CHAPTER XI.--"THAT CHILD IS ILL!"
+
+The children had been in the habit of rising at an early hour all their
+lives. Elsie woke the next morning about six o'clock, to find the sun
+shining in brightly at the curtained window. She had always thought what
+a fine thing it must be to be able to lie in bed as long as one liked,
+so she was not at all averse to doing as the lady had bidden her,
+especially as the little bed was so soft and warm. She lay quietly,
+looking round the room at the pictures which hung on the walls, and at
+the various articles of furniture it contained; but after a while she
+began to grow tired of this, and to wonder when the lady would come to
+her. After an hour or so she crept to the door, and turned the handle,
+thinking to see if any one was about yet; but she found that she was
+locked in, so there was nothing else to be done but to get back into
+bed.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+The time passed very slowly; still no one came. Elsie grew very
+restless, and did not at all like the feeling of being locked up away
+from Duncan. Still these people were gentlefolk, and rich. It was quite
+impossible they could mean any harm. She could hear distant sounds of
+people moving in the house. Could it be possible that they had forgotten
+all about her? She had heard a clock strike seven, then eight, now it
+was striking nine. At home, she would have been across the moor and
+back, have had her breakfast, and been at school by this time.
+
+Much as she stood in awe of her mysterious benefactress, she grew at
+last so restless that she could be still no longer, but jumped up, and
+began to wash and dress herself.
+
+She was standing before the glass, greatly admiring her appearance in
+the new frock and hat, and wondering how the lady had really got them,
+when the key turned, and the fairy mother herself entered. She was
+dressed in long trailing black garments, with a white cap on her head,
+and looked, Elsie thought, wonderfully sweet and pretty. But as her eye
+fell upon Elsie the sweetness vanished, and the angry expression that
+had once before so terrified her came back.
+
+"I told you not to get up till I came," she said, in a threatening
+voice.
+
+"I thought you had forgotten; it was so late," Elsie faltered.
+
+"You are not to think," the lady said. "You have disobeyed me once. The
+second time you will find yourself, before nightfall, back on the top of
+the mountain, as I warned you before. And far worse things than that
+will befall you, and your brother too. Take care! I shall not warn you
+again. Now, put on these stockings I have brought you, and let me see if
+these shoes fit."
+
+They were a pair of fine woven black stockings, for which Elsie
+willingly changed her thick grey knitted ones. The shoes were a little
+long, but were soft and easy to her feet, and seemed to Elsie very
+beautiful ones. They were, in fact, a pair of the lady's own, and yet
+were scarcely any too large for Elsie. Then the lady combed out her
+hair, and tied it up with a piece of black ribbon. Elsie felt herself
+very grand indeed.
+
+"Now kiss me, and say, 'Good morning, mamma,'" the lady said, holding
+her cheek down.
+
+Elsie did as she was bidden. "That will do," the lady said. "When you go
+downstairs say 'Good morning' to your Uncle William in the same way. You
+can go now."
+
+Elsie went downstairs. At the door of the room where they had supped the
+night before she met the woman of the house, taking in a plate of eggs,
+coffee, and other good things.
+
+The woman looked at her curiously, but made no remark. Elsie went in,
+and found the gentleman already there. She went forward and bade him
+good morning, as she had been directed.
+
+He lifted up a pair of large black eyes from the paper he was reading,
+and gave her a look which somehow scared her, as he said "Good morning,
+Effie." She stood still, not daring to move at all, and feeling
+extremely frightened and awkward.
+
+"Go and tell your mamma that breakfast is ready," he said, with another
+look.
+
+"Yes, dear, I'm coming," the lady called, in response to Elsie's
+message. "Don't walk so heavily, child!" she exclaimed, as Elsie ran
+downstairs. "I do not know what sort of manners they have taught you at
+that wretched school. Bring your hat down, dear; then we shall be all
+ready to start. You will see that the luggage is in readiness, Mrs.
+Alexander," she added to the woman, who was at that moment coming out of
+the room.
+
+"Yes, ma'am, certainly. And the fly will be round at a quarter to ten
+punctually."
+
+The lady thanked her very sweetly; she was leading Duncan by the hand.
+He had on his overcoat, and held his cap in his hand. Elsie concluded at
+once that this was because he had no jacket, and wondered why the lady
+had not provided one for him as well as clothes for her. The child was
+looking pale and heavy, and, Elsie thought, unhappy.
+
+All the time they were at breakfast the lady and gentleman talked about
+the weather, and the long journey they were going to take, and such
+things, just, Elsie thought, as if Mrs. Alexander were outside
+listening. Elsie was considerably bewildered by the way they spoke of
+her and Duncan.
+
+"Effie is not so much grown as I would have thought," the lady remarked
+to the gentleman, who seemed to be her brother.
+
+"She is very much tanned, and her hands are as brown as berries," he
+replied.
+
+"Ah! that is the natural result of such a country life," the lady
+returned. "She has perfect health."
+
+"Donald does not look so well."
+
+Elsie could make nothing of this strange conversation, but she supposed
+that the lady wished her and Duncan to be taken for some other children
+who were not there. Still this was puzzling, for where could the other
+children be?
+
+Duncan ate very little, and seemed to take that more because he was
+frightened to leave what had been given him than for any hunger.
+
+After breakfast a carriage came to the door, and they drove back again
+to the station from which they had come last night. After a little
+waiting, the train started.
+
+There were no other passengers in the carriage they occupied, and the
+lady and gentleman talked a great deal together. Elsie could not
+understand half that they said, but she heard them mention Edinburgh and
+London, and talk of hotels, and lodgings, and a great many other things,
+which gave her no information; but her heart beat wildly when they spoke
+of London, and she hoped above everything that they would take her
+there, for she had lost all count of the way by now, and would have had
+no more idea in which direction to go, had she been left to herself,
+than she would have had to find her way back to Dunster.
+
+For a while the lady and gentleman were so engaged in talking together,
+that they took no notice of the children. Duncan had seated himself in a
+corner, and was leaning his head against the cushion with a strange
+expression on his face. Elsie, sitting opposite, glanced at him several
+times, as if to inquire what was the matter, but he took no notice. To
+go over and ask him was more than she dared. She was far more frightened
+to move a finger before this strange lady than she had been to disobey
+Mrs. MacDougall in the most flagrant way.
+
+But suddenly the gentleman's eye fell upon Duncan, and he said sharply,
+"That child is ill, Lucy!"
+
+"Nonsense!" said the lady, quickly. "He is putting it on. A good shaking
+will rouse him."
+
+Elsie glanced uneasily at Duncan. He took no notice; his heavy eyelids
+were almost closed. It flashed upon Elsie that what the gentleman said
+was true, although she had not thought of it before.
+
+"I think he is ill," Elsie said, plucking up her courage, for she
+thought it was cruel to talk of shaking him.
+
+"Nonsense! He shall not be ill. Let him dare to!" the lady cried
+angrily.
+
+"It strikes me that he won't be able to help it," the gentleman said,
+with an ugly smile, which seemed to make the lady very angry. "Well now,
+what's to be done? This is a look-out you had not bargained for."
+
+The lady looked puzzled and very much annoyed. She bit her lip, and
+tapped her foot on the floor.
+
+"If he lasts out till we get to London, I don't know that the child
+being ill will interfere with our plans. It might be turned to
+advantage. If not, he must be left behind in Edinburgh," the lady said.
+
+Elsie pricked up her ears. "You do not mean that you would leave him
+without me," she said quickly, thinking her ears must have deceived her.
+
+"He could be brought to London when he was better," the lady said, with
+a glance at the gentleman. "He would be taken care of; but we must go
+on."
+
+"If he stays in Edinburgh, I shall too," Elsie said, with sudden
+decision.
+
+"You will do what I tell you!" the lady said, with one of her terrible
+looks, which so frightened Elsie that she could say nothing, although
+her mind was firmly made up that she would never leave Duncan.
+
+Then they went on talking again, and Elsie heard a great deal of
+discussion about whether they should stay in an hotel or not, and she
+gathered that the presence of herself and Duncan was the point of
+difficulty, for she heard the lady say that she had not been able to get
+him any clothes, and his own were much too coarse and common, and that
+people in Edinburgh would notice much more than simple country-folk like
+Mrs. Alexander.
+
+Elsie had long been doubtful whether these people were kind or not, but
+now she felt sure they were not. She had no idea why they had done all
+they had, but she felt sure it was not from real kindness, and she began
+to feel suspicious that they would be very unkind to Duncan.
+
+It was a very strange thing, and not at all what she had ever read in
+any book, that they should twice have fallen in with unkind people.
+
+By-and-by some other people came into the carriage, and then Mrs.
+Donaldson went and sat by Duncan, putting her arm round him, and drawing
+his head down on to her shoulder.
+
+After being many hours in the train, they arrived at a great place,
+which turned out to be the Waverley Station at Edinburgh. It was such a
+busy, wonderful place, with so many lights and people, that Elsie would
+have been wild with delight if it had not been for her anxiety about
+Duncan.
+
+The gentleman gave some directions to a porter about taking their
+luggage. Then he and the lady took poor Duncan between them and led him
+out into the streets, which were full of people and carriages.
+
+It was, she supposed, because so many people looked at Duncan's pale
+heavy face and tottering steps that the gentleman, after a a few
+minutes, took him up and carried him. They went some little distance,
+till they came to a small shop, the window of which was full of all
+kinds of papers and pictures. The gentleman had some conversation with a
+man behind the counter, who took them into a small room, where the lady
+and gentleman bade them "Good-bye," and left them, saying they would
+come back the next morning.
+
+After a little time, a girl, dirty, ragged, and untidy, came into the
+room, and taking Duncan up in her arms, carried him upstairs, Elsie
+following with a candle.
+
+The house seemed to be a tall one, for there were more stairs than Elsie
+had ever seen in her life, and they were dark, steep, and narrow, so
+that she frequently stumbled. The girl, however, went on quickly enough.
+They paused at several landings with doors, from which came the noise of
+voices, sometimes raised pretty high, as if in anger and dispute.
+
+At last they reached a tiny room, quite up at the top of the house. It
+had a low, sloping roof, much discoloured with damp and dirt, as were
+also the walls. The floor was bare and black with dirt and age, the
+whole apartment squalid and uncomfortable.
+
+The girl laid Duncan down on the bed, and began removing his things with
+a certain amount of gentleness; he seemed quite unable to do anything
+for himself. When she had undressed him, she put back the bed-clothes.
+Then she went away, and once more the children were alone together, and
+very much alone, for Elsie noticed that the girl locked the door before
+she went away.
+
+(_To be continued._)
+
+
+
+
+SOME MORE LITTLE PRESENTS, AND THE WAY TO MAKE THEM.[1]
+
+
+[Footnote 1: See Little Folks, Vol. XVIII., page 291.]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+Are you ready to hear about more things which can be made with a
+penknife? Then I am ready to tell you.
+
+Amongst my acquaintances and friends are certain little toy-boat
+builders, who bestow upon me from time to time boats fashioned by their
+knives; vessels which would not, it is true, encounter stormy seas, and
+therefore are not fitted for use, but which look taut and trim as they
+lie in the quiet harbour of bracket or slab amongst other choice
+ornaments. A rowing-boat, a yacht, a schooner, a man-of-war--all these
+varieties are somewhat commonplace. The construction of them requires
+skill and dexterity, I know, but you do not want a description from me
+of these, and I wish to tell you of something more uncommon than the
+boats we see on our own waters.
+
+Perhaps some of my readers have not attempted anything on so large a
+scale as this I am about to describe. If they are afraid of the size of
+the venture, they can follow the general directions, and make their
+dimensions smaller.
+
+Two boats we want, and four paddles.
+
+The boats are to be in shape and form like the Indian birch-bark canoe:
+this, as you know, has a very distinctive appearance of its own, and is
+quite different from any boat we see on English waters: for this reason,
+although you might be able to find a picture of one in some book, a
+drawing is given for you to study, as your model for shape and form. As
+I have said, we require two of these canoes, and they are to be of
+different sizes. The length of the big one is 12 inches; the depth of
+this boat in the middle is 2 inches; at its stern and prow, which you
+will see are alike also in form, the measurement is 2-1/2 inches.
+
+The length of the little canoe is 9-1/2 inches: in the middle it is 1-1/2
+inches, and prow and stern measure 2 inches.
+
+The particularly bulging sides of boats of this character are the cause
+of the chief difficulty of their construction; fortunately for our
+purpose only one side of the canoes have this protuberance, for this
+reason--these canoes and paddles are placed together and hung up against
+a wall, and therefore one side of each canoe has to be flat in order to
+rest steadily and comfortably against the wall. The interiors of the
+canoes are scooped out, and serve as receptacles for odds and ends.
+
+The paddles of some canoes are short and have wide spoon-like blades at
+each end; these, you see, have not. The length of the pair of big
+paddles is 13 inches; of these inches the blade takes 2-1/2 inches. The
+extreme length of the little paddles is 12 inches; their blades are as
+large as those of their companions.
+
+These four paddles are crossed over each other, and over one another,
+all at the same time standing in an upright position.
+
+The two long paddles cross each other just below the blades, which rear
+themselves aloft; the two short paddles also cross each other near their
+blades, but they are head downwards. When these four brothers are placed
+together in proper juxtaposition, the ends of the little paddles are
+just below, but an inch or so away from the blades of the big paddles.
+The ends of the big paddles descend as far as the bottom of the blades
+of the little paddles. I hope that you are not confused or bewildered:
+the drawing will help to enlighten you.
+
+Against this background of paddles the two canoes are placed: the little
+one uppermost, the larger one a few inches below. Very pretty the whole
+device looks. I should keep the secret until the whole is quite
+complete. The surface of the wood should be made as smooth as satin by
+dint of rubs and scrubs with sand-paper, and then it looks well if left
+without any covering of paint or varnish: the stems of the paddles have
+a little adornment in long specks of red and blue paint.
+
+Now L am going to turn away--for a time at any rate--from whittling of
+wood, and to speak of cutting of cork--that is ordinary corks. So many
+things can be constructed with them by the help of a penknife and liquid
+glue.
+
+The celebrated Cleopatra's Needle is a good object; a wheelbarrow, an
+old-fashioned square arm-chair, a book-case, an old oak chest, a Dutch
+cradle, and many other articles of furniture can be imitated. In
+selecting copies for imitation it is best to choose those of old date,
+made of oak, for the cork resembles old worm-eaten oak when its first
+freshness has gone and its complexion becomes darker. A very pretty and
+uncommon object to copy is that of an old-fashioned clock, a veritable
+"my grandfather's clock," an upright tall eight-day clock that has a
+long chain and a heavy pendulum concealed within its tall case, and that
+shows a big square face with large figures printed on it. I will give
+you a few details about my cork clock, and I think you will make one and
+set it upon a bracket to be admired by all beholders. This miniature
+clock stands 7-1/2 inches high. Its two cases and head are hollow; it is
+built of little blocks of cork of different sizes, fitted neatly
+together, so that at the first glance one imagines each portion to be
+one large piece. The lower part of the clock is 2 inches high and 1-1/2
+inches across. This hollow four-sided case stands on a basement formed
+of cork blocks, which project a wee bit beyond the case; this structure
+is supported by 4 feet of a club-like form. So far so good. Now we will
+raise the structure higher. A case in which the pendulum with its chain
+is supposed to be hanging and swinging and tick-tacking is formed
+likewise of bricks of cork: its length is 2-1/2 inches, its breadth is 1
+inch. Now as the upper case is smaller, you see, than the lower one,
+there would be a cavity, and indeed nothing for the higher one to rest
+upon, so we put little bevelled pieces on the lower case, which fill up
+part of the aperture and give the upper case a resting-place. The door
+of the clock is represented by a narrow thin piece of cork, at least 2
+inches long, placed down the middle of the upper case. Now we have come
+to its head: this is a hollow square, 1-1/2 inches high and wide. A little
+platform is put on the upper case, which projects beyond it all round.
+On this the head stands, and at each corner a little round pillar, the
+height of the head, rears itself up. On the top of the head there is an
+ornamental battlement, composed of dog-tooth pieces of cork. As the
+clock has a head, it ought to have a face; indeed, the face is one of
+the chief parts of a clock. Take a piece of stiff white paper or thin
+cardboard, cut it square the exact size of the head, and on it mark, in
+your neatest style, the proper number of figures and the two black
+hands: fasten the paper on a square of cork the same size, and put it in
+at the back of the head. Keep it in its place by fastening projecting
+blocks of cork to the back of the square; this will keep it steady, and
+prevent the face from falling away from the front of the head. The face
+looks rather too staring if the whole square is seen, therefore fix tiny
+half squares of cork in each of the four corners of the head in front.
+
+E. C.
+
+
+
+
+SUMMER VISITORS.
+
+
+          I fed the birds in the winter,
+            And so in the summer, you see,
+          They flew through my open window,
+            And stayed for a cup of tea.
+  They little thought I was looking, the dear little
+      feathered things,
+  As they hovered o'er cups and saucers, and fluttered
+      their pretty wings.
+
+          For I was standing on tip-toe,
+            In hiding behind the screen,
+          And a livelier chirpier party,
+            I think I have never seen.
+  The air was sweet with the summer, the window
+      stood open wide,
+  My room was a garden of flowers, and lime-trees
+      blossomed outside.
+
+          So the old birds paid me a visit,
+            And the young birds came in their train,
+          For they took my room, with its nosegays,
+            For part of their own domain;
+  While they sipped the cream in my teacups, and
+      daintily pecked my cake,
+  And called to their friends and neighbours, that
+      each and all might partake.
+
+          But just as I stood there watching,
+            Enjoying their chorus gay,
+          My cat stole in from the kitchen,
+            And all of them flew away--
+  With wings that fluttered and quivered, they chirped
+      to another tune,
+  As they flew away through the garden that beautiful
+      day in June.
+
+A.M.
+
+[Illustration: SUMMER VISITORS. (See _p. 140._)]
+
+
+
+
+A NEW GAME FOR CHILDREN.
+
+
+We mention this game--which we believe has never appeared in
+print--because not only many may take part, but like really good games,
+amusement and perhaps some instruction are derived in playing it; and
+any number may play at _the same time_. Let us suppose that ten children
+decide to play this game of "Names." Each player is provided with a long
+strip of paper and a pencil, and if one of the players has a watch so
+much the better; if not a clock must be used. One commences by calling
+out: "Girls' names commencing with A, two minutes allowed." Each player
+then writes down all the girls' names that he (or she) can recollect
+that commence with A, and at the expiration of the two minutes, "time"
+is called. Then the oldest player reads from his (or her) slip all the
+names he or she has written down. Say, Amy, Amabel, Alice, Ann, Annie,
+Amanda, Aileen, &c. All the other players, as the names are read out,
+cancel any name read out. If, for instance, all have written Amy, all
+cancel Amy, and count one mark. Say six players have Amabel, and four
+have not, each of the six count one mark; those who have not thought and
+written down Amabel get nothing for Amabel, and so on through the list.
+The object of the game is to teach the children all girls' and boys'
+names. When the marks have been allotted for all the names, the total of
+marks are read out and noted on each slip. The players then proceed in a
+similar manner for all boys' names commencing with A, such as Alfred,
+Abel, Adam, Andrew, Arthur, &c. The game can be continued till all the
+letters in the alphabet are exhausted, but practically young players
+rarely care to "do" more than thirty sets or fifteen letters
+consecutively. Various names crop up, and the memory is well exercised,
+and children generally vote it great fun. Any one introducing pet or
+fancy names, such as Pussy, Kit, Teddy, &c., forfeits two marks, unless
+it be arranged that they will be allowed.
+
+
+
+
+A DAY ON BOARD H.M.S. _BRITANNIA_.
+
+_By the Rev._ J. CLEMENT P. ALDOUS, _Chief Instructor and Chaplain to
+Cadets_.
+
+
+The _Britannia_ is the training-school for naval officers. All boys who
+are to be fighting officers in the British Navy go to the _Britannia_.
+They enter when they are about thirteen, and stay there two years, and
+from this ship they go as midshipmen to our ships in all parts of the
+world. We are going to pay a visit to the _Britannia_, and see how these
+young naval cadets spend their day.
+
+[Illustration: CADET IN FULL UNIFORM.]
+
+If we want to see the whole day through, we must start early. So we will
+take a boat and go off from the shore at five o'clock in the morning of
+a fine summer day. It is only a row of some 200 yards to reach the
+_Britannia_ from the shore. She is anchored in the middle of the River
+Dart or Dartmouth Harbour.
+
+Have you ever seen one of England's old wooden walls--a three decker?
+How high she stands out of the water! If you will look at the picture
+you will see that there are quite six storeys to this great floating
+house. As you come up to the ship's side in a boat, she towers above you
+like a great cliff--a wooden wall--you can see what these words mean
+now.
+
+Let us step up the ladder; they will be surprised to see us so early.
+The sentry on the middle deck wishes to know our business. "We have come
+to see _everything_," we say, and show our authority for coming.
+
+So we go up a ladder--not a staircase, mind!--to the sleeping deck.
+There we see two long rows of chests, which represent the wardrobe,
+chest of drawers, washing place, private locker, every piece of
+furniture, in fact, which a naval cadet possesses.
+
+Over these hang the hammocks, each the sleeping-place of a cadet. A
+hammock is such a funny thing to sleep in. I dare say you have a string
+hammock on your lawn, in which you sometimes lie on a very hot summer's
+afternoon. But it is a queer bed to sleep in, for your head and your
+heels are both of them stuck up in the air, while your body hangs
+underneath in a graceful curve.
+
+[Illustration: HAMMOCKS ON BOARD THE _BRITANNIA_.]
+
+Half past five is struck, or rather _three bells_, for man-of-war time
+goes by half-hours till eight bells are reached at noon and midnight,
+four and eight o'clock, when it starts again. Three bells! a corporal
+walks along and picks out here and there some unfortunate boy who has
+been misconducting himself the day before--perhaps he was late or
+idle--and he has to "turn out" an hour before the others and stand up
+till they join him. A wretched beginning of a day, especially on a
+winter's morning--to stand shivering on an open deck, while all his
+comrades are peacefully tucked up in their warm hammocks. I think if you
+knew you would get this punishment, my little friend, you would take
+good pains to be in time.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+As we walk round the hammocks we now see the servants busy placing the
+cadets' clothes on their chests, ready for them to dress. There is a
+servant to about ten boys.
+
+By-and-by five bells is struck, half past six, and a bugle rings out a
+merry peal, on the middle deck. It is the _turn-out_ bugle, and you can
+play it on the piano:--
+
+[Illustration: two lines of musical notation]
+
+In a few moments we hear the same bugle-call, far away. The bugler is
+gone off to the _Hindostan_, and he is giving the sound for the other
+boys to turn out.
+
+We only saw half the cadets in their hammocks in the _Britannia_. If you
+will look at the picture on page 145 you will see another smaller ship,
+the _Hindostan_, moored ahead of the _Britannia_. The younger boys sleep
+in "the other ship," as it is called.
+
+What a merry noise there is, as the cadets bound out of their hammocks,
+and rush off to the big salt-water bath, which is fitted in either ship!
+I am glad we are only describing a visit, for were we looking on we
+should get drenched from head to foot.
+
+The corporals walk about among the hammocks to see that all the young
+gentlemen are turned out.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+"Show a leg there, sir! Come along, come along now, now, now, bugle's
+gone long ago, sir," as he finds some sleepy youth, not at all willing
+to show a leg. "Make a start, sir."
+
+Basins are fitted up along the deck for them. They need not use the
+basins in their chests. These must be used at sea when the weather is
+not rough enough to dash the water out over the clothes.
+
+At five minutes past seven a warning bugle is heard, to warn them that
+in ten minutes they must be dressed and ready. Some are kneeling at
+their chests, beginning the morning with prayer for help to live as in
+God's sight all the day. Some are hurrying on their clothes. Some are
+reading the Bible, a few verses, as they have promised their people at
+home never to omit to do.
+
+At a quarter past seven rings out another bugle-call.
+
+[Illustration: line of musical notation]
+
+This means _assembly_, and the cadets all troop down to the middle deck,
+where they form in line, two deep, all along the deck; the port watch in
+the fore part of the ship, and the starboard watch farther aft. This
+division into two parts, starboard watch and port watch, is to accustom
+them to the idea of the whole ship's company being always divided into
+two watches.
+
+The cadet captains stand in front of the two lines, the chief captains
+one at the end of each watch. These are cadets chosen as "monitors" to
+have charge of the others.
+
+The _silence_ bugle sounds, though no one is supposed to make a noise
+after the _assembly_ has sounded. The officer of the day comes along, a
+lieutenant, whose duty it is to look after the cadets that day. "_Open
+order! March_," is his order; "_Rear rank, dress_," says the chief
+captain, and he walks round the two lines, and sees that the cadets are
+properly dressed. That white lanyard you see round their neck is for
+holding their keys. A sailor always has a knife at the end of such a
+lanyard.
+
+"_Close order! March_," and the officer of the day marches them off to
+their various studies for the morning. Let us go and see where they have
+gone. Half of them, one watch, have gone down into the large mess-room.
+They sit round the room at the tables by the ship's side, and prepare
+work for their naval instructors. In a little while the servants will
+lay the middle tables for breakfast, but they do not mind the noise.
+
+Up in the lecture-room, the chaplain has some classes at a Bible lesson.
+Just outside the lecture-room a sailor is teaching some of the boys at a
+model of a ship. On the main-deck of the "other ship," a sergeant is
+drilling some of the boys, and on the place where all stood for the
+first muster cadets are seated on forms, and are being taught by a
+sailor the meaning of some sea expressions, and what they are to do to
+avoid collisions at sea.
+
+So they are busy at work till at ten minutes past eight a bugle goes for
+all to go down into the mess-room, where they range themselves at their
+places for breakfast.
+
+At a quarter past eight the chaplain comes down to read prayers, the
+captain of the ship and the officer of the day coming down too. Then
+breakfast and letters, which are handed round to the fortunate ones.
+
+There is plenty of talk at breakfast; but tea, coffee, and cocoa,
+bread-and-butter, meat of some sort, eggs, bacon, or fish and porridge,
+are very welcome after the hour's work, with which the day has begun.
+
+At a quarter to nine there is a bugle-call which sends a pang to some
+hearts. _Defaulters'_ bugle. Those who have been reported during the
+previous day are told to "fall in on the aft deck," and there they stand
+in a line. The commander comes and hears the report--investigates the
+case--asks what the cadet has to say, and then awards some punishment.
+We have seen one form of it. Then there is extra drill and march out
+with a corporal, or standing up after the others have "turned in," or as
+we should say, gone to bed. Poor fellows! it is a court of justice; and
+they would do well to keep off the aft deck. If the offence is serious,
+it is reported to the captain of the ship, who is head of all. Perhaps
+the offender is reduced to "second class for conduct," and has to wear a
+piece of white tape on his arm, be kept apart from all the others, and
+undergo all sorts of drills and privations.
+
+At nine, the bugle sounds _assembly_--the principal assembly of the day,
+"Cadets' Divisions" it is called. All the officers are present. The
+cadets are again inspected, and they are marched off to their various
+studies for the morning. Mathematics and navigation are learned with the
+naval instructors. Then there are French and drawing, English,
+seamanship, instruments and charts, natural philosophy and many
+difficult things which it is considered necessary for these little
+fellows to master before they are fit to go to sea. If we visit them in
+their class-rooms, we shall see very light cheery rooms built on the
+upper deck, so that they have light from above. There are eight pupils
+only in each room, each having a separate table with a drawer for books.
+The naval instructor is teaching them, with the help of a blackboard, to
+do some questions about ships sailing, or to solve some problem made of
+lines and circles.
+
+The cadets are all taught how to find by the sun and the compass where
+their ship is on the sea, and how they ought to steer her to get from
+place to place.
+
+In another class-room, we find a staff commander teaching a class how to
+use the sextant, which is the sailor's most useful instrument for
+finding his place at sea, from sun and stars; or he may be teaching them
+how to use a chart or to draw a chart themselves.
+
+In the lecture-room a lecture is being given on the steam-engine and the
+ways in which heat is used. Behind the lecturer, in glass cases, are
+many beautiful models for teaching the cadets all about machines, light,
+heat, sound, magnetism, and electricity, such as would make many boys
+long to pull them about for a while, and see how they work.
+
+We might go and learn how the sails are set and furled from one of these
+fine models of ships, or how anchors and cables are managed from
+another.
+
+In this little room, called the "Sick Bay," we find some poor fellows
+who have to lie in bed. One has caught a cold, and one has cut his foot
+in bathing. Fortunately, the Sick Bay is most frequently empty, for the
+_Britannia_ life is a very healthy one.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+There are eight studies like the one where we saw the naval instructor
+teaching navigation, four in each ship. In the _Hindostan_ we find two
+Frenchmen teaching their classes how to read and write French, and two
+drawing studies, in one of which they are taught to draw models with the
+aid of ruler and compasses. In the other they are learning the use of
+paints and paint-brushes. It is so useful for a young boy to be able to
+make sketches in water colours of all the pretty places he goes to; some
+of them are really quite clever at it before they leave.
+
+We hear a noise of marching about; the bell is struck four times; ten
+o'clock. The French classes are only an hour long, and boys are changing
+class-rooms.
+
+[Illustration: 1. THE CADETS' BOAT-HOUSE AND BOATS; 2. THE _BRITANNIA_
+AND _HINDOSTAN_. (_See pp. 143, 146._)]
+
+At five minutes to eleven there is a bugle-call, followed by a
+hurry-scurry; the whole ship is alive at once. There is an interval of a
+quarter of an hour. Leap-frog in the open air on the upper deck; running
+after one another till they get out of breath; fun of all sorts
+immediately becomes the order of the day, and certainly this quarter of
+an hour is right well spent in throwing off the evil effects of working
+too hard.
+
+It is too soon interrupted by the warning bugle. And the whole ship
+sinks into silence as the cadets go back to their studies; those who
+have been at seamanship or drawing going to the harder work of
+mathematics.
+
+At one o'clock study is over for the morning, and a good hard morning's
+work it has been for the boys, since a quarter past seven, with a break
+for breakfast, and an interval for play.
+
+On half-holidays, work is over at twelve, and we shall soon see how they
+spend their half-holidays. Bugle--"wash hands," and then the merry bugle
+which means dinner.
+
+Before and after dinner, a blessing is asked by the chief captain of
+cadets. When the cloth has been removed and grace has been said, away
+they rush for a short time of fun before study at two, and they do a
+somewhat light class of work till half-past three.
+
+This is the happy time of all the day, and so you would think if you saw
+them.
+
+Before you would have thought they could be all fairly out of their
+studies, you will see many of them rushing down to the large boats,
+which are waiting alongside. They are dressed in white flannel trousers,
+which they are all obliged to put on before going ashore. It is a fine
+sight to see these boats, one on each side of the ship, filled full of
+boys, all eager to get to their games.
+
+We must follow them ashore. But first, I must tell you that in winter
+they go directly after dinner, and stay ashore till four o'clock. They
+then have their afternoon study from half past four till six.
+
+It is much better for the boys to have daylight for their run ashore,
+instead of waiting till daylight has all gone, and landing at half past
+three to find it soon become dark.
+
+On Wednesday and Saturday, when there is a half-holiday, they have
+dinner at twelve and land directly after. And then they are free in
+summer till a quarter to seven. What a royal time most schoolboys would
+think this! No roll-call. They are quite free to go as far as they like,
+for there are no bounds, except the town.
+
+They are on their honour not to go into houses. This, and their promise
+not to bathe at any but the appointed time and place, are the only
+restrictions put upon them.
+
+But we must hurry after them, or they will get the start of us, and we
+shall lose them.
+
+We have not far to go before we catch them. A bugle sounds, and a
+hundred and twenty forms plunge from the bathing-stage and quay into the
+water. The bright harbour is dotted with the heads of swimmers. Some
+backward boys are being taught to swim in a "swimming-tray," a thing
+like a flat-bottomed barge, sunk with its bottom about four feet below
+the surface. A capital place it is for teaching youngsters to swim. But
+all soon learn, and are free to join the others in sporting about and
+cutting capers in the water. A warning bugle of one note says "it will
+soon be time to get out," and by the time the bugle sounds fifteen
+minutes from the first, they must all get out of the water.
+
+The gymnasium--the building in the top left-hand corner of the picture
+on p. 145--is close by. Here they must go through a series of exercises,
+and they are obliged to attend till they can do them. "Compulsory Gyms,"
+is not a favourite, so they like to get through and be free.
+
+Here are the "blue boats,"--boats which they may have by themselves,
+gigs for four to pull, skiffs for two or one. They may row about
+wherever they like, and when the new boys first come, they are very fond
+of going out in boats as often as they can. They have to take turns with
+one another in using them. There are six little sailing-cutters too,
+which the elder cadets may take and sail by themselves. Then, besides,
+there is a fine yacht, a schooner, which they may sail on a holiday,
+when ten or twelve wish to go.
+
+These young fellows have every sort of game. We turn away from the
+water, and follow some who are mounting a steep path. Here is the
+racquet-court--four are playing racquets and four playing fives.
+
+And climbing still higher up the hill, we get to the cricket-field, a
+glorious sweep of grass with nets for cricket and lawn tennis, as much
+as heart could wish.
+
+In the summer, there is a match at cricket between the _Britannia_
+eleven and some neighbours every half-holiday, and the _Britannias_
+usually win, though they play the best elevens round. Their officers
+play with them.
+
+There is a flow of boys with paper bags from a suspicious-looking little
+house in the corner of the field. Ah! I thought as much. No schoolboy
+can do without his sweetstuff, and here it is. "Stodge" they call it, a
+horrible name, but very true. I am sure much more sensible are those who
+walk off to the neighbouring village of Stoke Fleming, where they can
+get a nice tea from Mrs. Fox from sixpence to a shilling.
+
+We well remember how shocked Mrs. Fox was to come in and find the elder
+son of the Prince of Wales chopping sticks in her kitchen; for these two
+young princes six years ago spent a cadet's life of two years, and lived
+with the others, and worked and played exactly like the rest.
+
+The _Britannia_ life, you will see, is a very free and happy life. "Work
+while you work and play while you play" is the motto, and there is
+plenty of work and plenty of play for all who will have it.
+
+In the afternoon of a half-holiday, when there is a grand cricket-match,
+and the band plays, and many ladies come to grace the field, there is
+not a brighter sight in all the country side, for the field stands in
+the prettiest place possible, with lovely country, sea and hills, to be
+seen around.
+
+But it is time for all to go back--the longest afternoons must end, and
+the letter B, a square flag with a red middle, which is hoisted to
+recall them, is already displayed on the _Britannia's_ mast.
+
+A bell in the cricket-field says "play is over," and down they go in
+twos and threes to find the same big boats ready to take them back.
+
+It has been a fine afternoon, and the field and sports have looked at
+their best. But if it had rained hard, and when the cadets came out from
+dinner, or from study, they had found the words "No Landing!" hanging by
+the ship's clock, there would have been no such fun. It is a long
+afternoon when it rains, and they are tied to the ship.
+
+Tea at seven, or a quarter past--a merry meal with all the stories of
+the day to tell. Sometimes an accident--a boy has fallen down the cliff,
+or been hit in the field--will throw a damp over all. Sometimes they
+will be all alive with the discussion of a piece of news--there is to
+be a war. In six months some of them will be fighting. Sometimes an
+adventure, an irate farmer has caught two in his wheat, and has chased
+them and possessed himself of a cap. They will see that cap next
+morning, and its owner will be standing on the aft deck at 8.45 for
+judgment.
+
+In the winter there is a pack of beagles, which lead the cadets a fine
+chase over the country.
+
+"Oh! they are spoiled, these boys!" you will say. But wait till you see
+them, in a year's time, broiling under a tropical sun, cruising for
+weeks in a boat after slavers, and living on a short allowance of dry
+food and water. These young fellows are welcome to a happy life while
+they can get it.
+
+For tea they have cold meat, or something else substantial. After tea,
+work for those who have it to do, in two studies, which are kept quiet,
+or in the mess-room.
+
+The band plays, and some cadets dance with one another on the open
+middle deck.
+
+And at a quarter past nine, prayers are read in the mess-room, and the
+bugle sounds "Turn in."
+
+And the ship is silent till the day begins again.
+
+
+
+
+ANDY'S BRAVE DEED.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+"ARTHUR! Arthur!" Kitty called, as she ran down the garden path.
+
+Her brother was lying under the beech-trees at the foot of the garden. A
+copy-book lay on the grass before him, in which he was writing with a
+pencil. Arthur wrote poems, and histories, and tragedies, which he and
+his companions acted for the edification of their relations and friends.
+At this moment he was composing a story which he intended should be very
+thrilling. He had only got as far as the two first sentences.
+
+"Charles was determined to have some adventures. So he went into a wood
+and met a tiger."
+
+At this point he heard his sister calling to him.
+
+"What is it, Kitty? I wish you wouldn't interrupt me just now. I'm very,
+very busy."
+
+"Oh, Arthur, I wish you would come and see a little boy who's at the
+gate. He looks so hungry."
+
+Arthur rose somewhat slowly, and went to the boy. Like all authors, he
+didn't much like being called away in the full swing of literary
+production. He proceeded to a little side gate which opened on to the
+highway and the open fields beyond. Here Arthur found a boy about a year
+younger than himself, bareheaded and barefooted, without a coat, and
+with a very worn and ragged shirt and trousers. The little fellow looked
+both tired and hungry, and his wearied look would have touched harder
+hearts than those of Arthur and Kitty.
+
+"Are you hungry?" Arthur asked.
+
+"Yes, vera. I've no had onything sin' yesterday."
+
+"I'm sure he's telling the truth. You have only to look at him," said
+Kitty, who now joined him.
+
+"Well, we might get him something to eat, anyhow. You stay there, boy,
+till we come back."
+
+Arthur and Kitty went into the house together, and presently returned
+with a very large slice of bread, a piece of cheese to correspond, and a
+bit of cold pudding, that would have alone satisfied the appetites of
+two ordinary boys, even though extraordinarily hungry. It was as much as
+the lad could do to hold them all, and he thanked his young benefactors
+more by looks than words.
+
+On the following morning, shortly after breakfast, Arthur's mother
+said--
+
+[Illustration: "THE LITTLE FELLOW LOOKED BOTH TIRED AND HUNGRY" (_p.
+147_).]
+
+"I should like you to take something for me to Mrs. Stewart's to-day,
+Arthur. There are several things I should like to send her. I have a
+small cheese and a pot of currant jelly that can go. Then I want her to
+have one of those young Dorking hens your father got the other day. I'll
+give you a small basket for that."
+
+Mrs. Stewart was a very old friend of the family, having been the nurse
+of Arthur and Kitty, and of their mother before them.
+
+Arthur set out with his leather bag strapped across his back, and the
+basket containing a little Dorking hen in his hand. Presently he became
+aware how hot it was getting, and when he reached a small clump of trees
+near a hay-field he thought he would sit down and rest a while. He had
+been walking about an hour by this time. He thought he never recollected
+such a warm day. Arthur began to feel very sleepy. He rubbed his eyes to
+keep himself awake, but his head nodded more and more, and before he was
+well aware of it he was fast asleep, lying huddled together on the bank
+on which he had sat down.
+
+Arthur must have been asleep nearly an hour, when he awoke with a sudden
+start. The sun was high up in the heavens, and he judged it to be nearly
+midday. He got upon his feet hurriedly and caught up his basket. It felt
+lighter, he thought, and hastily lifting the wicker lid he found that
+it was empty. The little Dorking hen was gone!
+
+[Illustration]
+
+Astonishment was the first feeling in Arthur's mind, then perplexity and
+mortification. What would his mother think of his carelessness and
+unbusinesslike qualities. It seemed he could not be trusted to execute
+this simplest message. What was he to do? He searched all the ground in
+the immediate neighbourhood in the hope of discovering the little hen
+hidden behind some bush or clump of ferns. But she was nowhere to be
+seen, and he was in sore perplexity and chagrin.
+
+Then he picked up his empty basket, and continued on his way. There was
+nothing for it but to take the cheese and the pot of jelly to Mrs.
+Stewart, explain matters to her, and return another day with another
+hen, if his mother so decided, as it was probable she would. He walked
+on with a pretty downcast heart.
+
+He was now ascending a hill, and when he reached the top an unexpected
+sight met his eyes. A crowd of people were gathered in the plain below.
+They made a large circle, and it was evident that the attention of
+everybody forming the circle was concentrated on what was going on
+within it. Flags were flying, and the strains of a military band floated
+up to Arthur, where he stood on the top of the hill. On the outskirts of
+the crowd a number of carriages and other vehicles were standing, filled
+with ladies and gentlemen.
+
+Then Arthur recollected that this was the day of the Highland gathering
+of the county. A dance was going on as he approached, and four tall and
+stalwart Highlanders in complete national costumes, bonneted and kilted,
+were leaping and wheeling, cracking their fingers and uttering shrill
+cries as they danced with astonishing vigour and adroitness on a raised
+wooden platform.
+
+But Arthur's attention had hardly been turned upon the dancers when it
+was diverted in another direction. What should he catch sight of, a good
+deal to his astonishment, but his little Dorking hen stepping quietly
+about among the people, unconcerned and unmoved by the stir and the
+bustle, paying heed to nobody, and no one giving heed to it.
+
+At the moment Arthur caught sight of his truant hen, it was passing
+under a carriage, quietly pecking among the grass and ferns in its
+march. So he approached, and cautiously bent down on his hands and knees
+to get at the hen. It was almost within his grasp when a sharp report
+rang through the air--a rifle-discharge, the signal for a foot-race to
+begin. The next moment he felt a heavy blow on his shoulder, which
+knocked him flat upon his back. A mist rose up before his eyes, in which
+the whole world around him seemed to float for a moment; then he felt
+himself being dragged suddenly and forcibly backward, and then he knew
+no more.
+
+Arthur had gone off in a faint; but it only lasted a few moments. When
+he came to himself, he beheld a little crowd of people gathered round
+him, and a man was bending down and bathing his forehead with a wet
+handkerchief. Then he saw another figure stretched on the ground at his
+side, quite motionless and silent. It was the form of a boy; the face
+was turned upwards, and to his great astonishment Arthur found that it
+was the poor lad to whom he and his sister had given the food on the
+previous day.
+
+"I saw the whole thing. It was all over in a twinkling," a gentleman was
+saying. "The boy was bending under the carriage reaching forwards to
+secure the bird. At that moment the gun went off, the horses started
+forward, and the wheel came against the boy, and knocked him backward.
+Just then this poor little fellow rushed forward right among the wheels
+of the carriage, caught the boy, and dragged him out, but not in time to
+save himself. The wheel passed over his leg, and I am afraid it is badly
+hurt."
+
+By this time Arthur was on his feet.
+
+"Oh! he is not dead, Dr. Bruce, is he?" he asked of the gentleman, who
+was busy examining the boy, and whom he knew quite well as the doctor of
+the district.
+
+"No, not so bad as that, I hope; but a rather bad break, I am afraid.
+It was a close shave for _you_, laddie. But for this brave boy the
+carriage-wheel would have passed right over you."
+
+"What are you going to do with the poor boy, doctor? Do you know who he
+is, or anything about him?" a lady asked, whom Arthur recognised as Lady
+Elmslie.
+
+"No, I never saw him before. But we must get him to Redloaning as
+quickly as possible, and have him taken to some cottage."
+
+"See that he has everything that is necessary, doctor; and send up to
+Inverweir, if you can't get all you require in the village," Lady
+Elmslie said. It was her horses that had started forward at the
+discharge of the gun, and had been the cause of the accident.
+
+A man now stepped forward, and said, "Ye'll just let me carry the laddie
+to the village, doctor. I'll start the noo, and I'll carry him easier
+like than any kind o' trap, ye ken."
+
+"A good idea, Stoddart. Lift him gently."
+
+"I'll do that. He's a bit hero, puir laddie; an' we mauna let him dee
+for his brave deed."
+
+Stoddart lifted the still unconscious boy in his strong arms like an
+infant, and starting off carried him in the direction of Redloaning.
+
+"Take him to Mrs. Aikman's cottage, and I'll be there as soon as you,"
+the doctor said. In a few minutes he mounted his horse and followed in
+the same direction.
+
+[Illustration: "ARTHUR BEGAN TO FEEL VERY SLEEPY" (_p. 148_).]
+[Illustration: "STODDART ... CARRIED HIM" (_p. 149_).]
+
+Meanwhile Arthur stood by hearing all that was said with anxious
+interest. Though not much hurt, he was a good deal shaken, and was still
+trembling from head to foot.
+
+"Are you sure you are not hurt too, Arthur Dalrymple?" Lady Elmslie
+asked, looking into the boy's white and startled face.
+
+"Oh, no, I'm not hurt; but that poor boy, Lady Elmslie, will he be all
+right again soon?"
+
+"I hope so. We will do all we can for him. Don't you know anything about
+him, either? But stop! Get up here beside me and I'll drive you home;
+and you can tell me all you know about it."
+
+Arthur got into the carriage. He rapidly decided that he would return
+home at once, and give up all thoughts of going to Mrs. Stewart's
+to-day. On the way home he told Lady Elmslie as briefly as possible all
+he knew about the little boy who had been the means of saving probably
+his life.
+
+Lady Elmslie set Arthur down at the garden gate, but did not go with him
+into the house. Then Arthur had to recount to his father, his mother,
+and Kitty all the morning's adventures in detail, which he did in a
+somewhat excited manner.
+
+"I shall walk over to Redloaning and see how the poor boy is doing this
+evening," Mr. Dalrymple said.
+
+Mr. Dalrymple, much to his relief, found that the boy, his son's
+preserver, was progressing as favourably as the case permitted. The poor
+boy was manifestly suffering much pain, but he made no complaint or
+murmur. He was able to tell his simple story.
+
+On the previous day when he had first seen Arthur and his sister, he
+had been on his way to Redloaning from the neighbouring village of
+Westburn, to see if he could get any kind of light employment in the
+former place. His mother was dead, and his father had lately enlisted in
+the army, leaving his boy to his own fate and fortunes. He had succeeded
+in obtaining a situation in Redloaning as a message-boy, but the place
+would not be vacant for a few days. So after passing a night in the
+village he was returning next day to Westburn, to remain there until he
+could enter upon his new duties. He was attracted by the show and stir
+and bravery of the games, and, like Arthur, lingered a while to watch
+the gay on-goings.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+There he saw his young benefactor of the previous day before the latter
+saw him. The kindness and generosity of Arthur and his sister were yet
+fresh in his heart; the moment came when he saw an opportunity of
+repaying those kind offices, and I have tried to show you how he seized
+and used it.
+
+Andy received the tenderest nursing, and more kindness and gentleness,
+probably, were compressed into the weeks he lay in bed than had fallen
+to his lot during the whole of his previous life.
+
+"Arthur," Kitty said, on the first day that her brother and she saw
+Andy, "hasn't it all been strange about Andy and you?" Then a funny
+little smile came into her eyes, and she added, "You see, Arthur,
+_Charles was determined to have some adventures_, as you wrote; but it
+was you who got them. By-the-bye, you never told us what became of the
+little hen."
+
+"I can't tell you. I never saw it again. I don't think it was hurt by
+the carriage, and it may be wandering about the hill-side still, and
+perhaps it may wander back home again."
+
+Andy's progress towards complete recovery from his hurt was slow and at
+times painful. But at last he did get well and strong again. When he was
+quite able for work, instead of taking the situation at Redloaning,
+which had been long since filled up, he went into Mrs. Dalrymple's
+service as assistant to the gardeners at Fircroft, a post he was still
+filling with much success and credit when I last heard of him.
+
+/*
+ROBERT RICHARDSON.
+*/
+
+
+
+
+LITTLE TOILERS OF THE NIGHT.
+
+II THE FISHER-BOY.
+
+
+"Benny, so here we are then," said the sturdy-looking sailor, as Ben,
+the "Reading-Boy," went running up to the railway station at Liverpool
+Street, London, just as the last shower of night rain was blowing away
+over the houses, and the sun was just peeping out and giving the grey
+sky a tint of salmon colour. "I'm glad as you've got from this mornin'
+to Wednesday, Benny, becos you see it's a pretty long v'yge from here to
+Yarmouth, and I'm glad you're in good time, Ben; an' I'm glad as your
+precious mother has made you put a coat over your jacket. 5.15 the train
+goes, Ben."
+
+"What fun it is, eh, uncle! Only fancy my going down to the sea! Why, I
+shouldn't want to come back if it wasn't for mother."
+
+"Now don't you be a rollin' stone, Benny. It's all very fine for fair
+weather sailors, to go and sit about on the beach, and p'raps be rowed
+out a little way, or take a trip when everything's smooth below and
+aloft, but just you find yerself aboard one of our smacks, in the North
+Sea, one night when there's a stiff sea on, and the wind cuttin' your
+hair off your head, and your hands stiff and blue with haulin' on to the
+trawl-nets, and you'd tell a different story. No, no, I don't _think_ as
+you're cut out for a fisher-boy, or leastways a smack-boy, for that's
+what they call 'em."
+
+"A smack-boy! that's a queer name," said Ben, laughing.
+
+"Ah, ain't it? and there's a double meanin' in it too, for I can tell
+you the smack-men ain't very slow for to give the youngsters a knock
+over the head, or a smack of the face, or a rope's-endin'. But as it's
+Yarmouth we're bound for, you will soon see what our fisheries are
+really like; and there, too, you'll find our men hard at it in
+tarpaulins or canvas frocks, and wet through and through perhaps, and
+not much time to get a drop of hot coffee nor a bit to eat. Think of
+that, Benny."
+
+Ben looked serious when he heard this, and it was not till they had
+taken their seats in the railway-carriage, and were rattling along far
+beyond the houses and amidst the trees and fields of the country that he
+began to talk again.
+
+"Don't the boys that go fishing like their business?" he asked.
+
+"Well, you see," said his uncle, "they've _got_ to like it, because when
+they're once in it they can't well turn to anything else. It's a rough,
+hard life, especially for the young 'uns, Benny. Not so hard as it used
+to be, though. I can remember when I was a younker we used to go fishing
+for cod off the Dogger Bank, which is a great ridge of hills at the
+bottom of the sea, not far from the coast of Holland. We'd be out for a
+good while, and not have much to eat except cod b'iled or cod fried in a
+pan; and if there was much sea on, and the wind blowin' a gale, it was a
+hard matter to cook it at all. Now the cutters bring us some of our meat
+and vegetables and soft bread; but still the boys have a hard time.
+
+"If it's the herring-boys, they have to watch the floats--the big, round
+things that you'll see at the edge of the nets, Ben--to keep them near
+the top of the water; and whether it's drift-nets or trawling-nets, they
+must take their share of hauling in and of playing out, night or day.
+More than that, too: any sort of work is boy's work, whether it's to
+swab the decks or to take a turn at frying fish in the cooking-galley,
+or paying a boat with tar, or helping to take a boat-load of fish off to
+the cutter in bad weather, when the waves tosses so that the fish, being
+loose, may slide, so that one side of the boat may heel over, and before
+you know where you are you're capsized and struggling in the dark, cold
+sea, with a singing in your ears, and the faint cries of your mates just
+as bad off as you are."
+
+"But, of course, it isn't always so bad," said Ben.
+
+"Well, no; and there's times when we've no call to grumble. Such weather
+as this, when there's green sea and blue sky, and bright sun overhead
+and clear moonlight nights, with fresh and light breezes to take the
+sail. Nothing could seem more pleasant than the life of a fisherman if
+it was always like that; but then, this isn't exactly fishing weather,
+Ben, and however fine it may be the boys haven't any idle time of it.
+
+"There's always ropes to splice, or sails or nets to mend, or something
+to clean or to scrape, or to pay down with tar; and if there's any good
+in going out at all the nets must be looked to and lowered and hauled
+in. Even on Sundays there's things to be attended to by the lads, and
+though I don't say as 'ow boys is made to do useless work, yet, when
+they're there on that day, they toil pretty hard for little 'uns.
+
+"And now, Ben, if you don't object, I'm going to smoke a bit o' bacca,
+and then you can rest your tongue a bit, if you like."
+
+But Ben had a hundred more questions to ask about the fishing-boats, or
+"smacks," as they are called, and how many of them there were, and how
+many fish they caught at a time; and his uncle, who settled comfortably
+down and lighted his pipe, told him a great deal about them.
+
+And Ben was surprised to hear that there are many thousands of men and
+boys who go out to catch the millions and millions of all sorts of fish
+that are sent to the markets in the large towns of England by railway
+nearly every day. He had been to Billingsgate Market in Thames Street,
+and to the new fish-market in Smithfield, and had seen the great piles
+of cod-fish, and skates, and soles, and plaice, and the boxes and
+baskets of white fresh herrings, and the beautiful shining mackerel, but
+he did not know how great was the number of herrings, and pilchards, and
+cod-fish that were also salted and put in barrels to be sent from
+England to foreign countries. He knew what bloaters were, of course, and
+had heard that they were herrings just a little salted and smoked over
+burning wood, but how was he to know that at Yarmouth there was a great
+fleet of herring-boats, and that in the cold November weather they went
+far out to sea in the mist and rain, and were night after night hauling
+in the great nets full of glistening silver fish?
+
+His uncle was the owner of two smacks, but he did not go
+herring-fishing. He was what is called a trawler, and he and his men and
+boys used a different sort of net. The herring-nets are called
+drift-nets, and catch the fish that swim in shoals, which means a large
+number together, near the surface of the sea; but the trawl-nets are
+shaped like a long purse or bag open at the mouth. These nets go to the
+bottom of the sea, and in them are caught cod, whiting, soles, and other
+fish that lie at the bottom, and swim deep down in the water.
+
+When Ben's uncle was a smack-boy the trawlers, after they had caught as
+many fish as they could carry in a deep well in their boat, used to
+sail away as fast as they could to Billingsgate Market, or to some place
+where people would buy their fish and send it by railway to London; but
+now the old fisherman said they had much bigger vessels, and would stay
+out sometimes for four or five weeks tossing about in the North Sea, or,
+as it is sometimes called, the German Ocean, and dragging the great
+trawl-nets night and day.
+
+"Not much time to play, Ben, my boy," said the bluff old fellow.
+"Sometimes not too much to eat either, except fish and biscuit, and not
+much room to sleep in when you turn in to your hard wooden bunk and pull
+a rough blanket over you to keep out the cold."
+
+"But you don't keep the fish long on board, do you, uncle?" asked Ben.
+
+"No, no, my lad. A fast-sailing boat that we call a cutter comes and
+goes from shore to the fleet of trawlers, and takes the fish off;
+backwards and forwards it goes, and away goes the fish directly it's
+sold--up to London, or elsewhere, where there's millions of mouths
+waiting for it. Ah! I well remember when the smack-boys, or the
+fisher-boys, would have to help to take the fish off in a boat to the
+cutter on a dark night, and many a time the poor fellows would get
+capsized, and afterwards go down in that cold North Sea. Hard work, my
+lad, hard fare; and in danger half the time. Things are better now,
+perhaps; but we're out longer a good deal, and there's a big fleet that
+belongs to a company that keeps the men and the boys out for weeks at a
+time, and fetches all that they catch, so that by the time they get
+ashore the poor fellows are pretty near worn out. Of course the cutter
+takes out food for 'em, but it can't take 'em out warmth and dry
+clothes, and snug beds, and every year there is some of the vessels
+lost, and perhaps all on board lost too."
+
+"Well," says Ben, looking very solemn; "there's some that get lost on
+land too. They fall ill or get a bad cough, or have some sort of
+accident with machinery or something, you know, uncle; but we're obliged
+to work all the same."
+
+"Well said, my boy Ben," said the fisherman. "The thing is to do our
+duty, whatever it may be, and to pray that we may be made able to do it.
+Some of our smack-boys go to school when they're at home, and there's a
+mission-room where they go to hear and to read the Bible, and have teas
+and singing, and various treats, and some fun too sometimes. Yes, things
+are better than they used to be in my young days."
+
+It was a long journey to Yarmouth, but Ben greatly enjoyed it, and when
+he and his uncle got there they went at once to have a look at the sea.
+
+Such a great broad expanse of soft yellowish sandy beach, where the
+great waves came rolling in! such a long pier where people were fishing
+with hooks and lines, and sometimes catching a codling or a whiting!
+"I'll go and have a try at that by-and by," said Ben; "but what are
+those great wooden towers that look like a sort of big puzzle stuck up
+on end?"
+
+"They're the look-out towers, Ben. Now, do you see that cutter over
+yonder, coming into shore with its big sail like a sea-bird's wing? Keep
+your eye on it for a minute, and then look at the top of that tower, and
+you'll see that there are men there that have got their eyes and their
+telescopes on it too. Now do you see these carts coming along, and do
+you see those black barges floating ready to pull out when the cutter
+comes near in shore? The cutter will unload a rare lot of fish. The men
+on the look-out tower saw her coming, and signalled to the barges and
+the carts to be ready. That shipload of fish will be off by a special
+train to-night, Ben; and if you were in London you might, if you could
+afford it, have some of it."
+
+"But where's the herrings--the Yarmouth bloaters, you know?" asked Ben.
+
+"Ah, well! this isn't the time to see so much of them. It's in the
+winter you see the herring-smacks come in at the herring-wharf over
+yonder, and hundreds of baskets full of the shining fellows brought
+ashore and sold, and sent off fresh in no time; while others are kept
+here to turn into bloaters, or red herrings, or kippers. Those sheds in
+the yard over there are where hundreds of women and girls set to work to
+salt or pack the herrings in barrels; the bloaters are what we call
+cured in the herring-office."
+
+"That's a funny name," said Ben.
+
+"Yes; and it's funny what goes on there. The herrings are brought
+ashore, are shot out of the baskets on to the stone floor, shovelled
+into big tubs to be washed, and then threaded through the gills on to
+long laths of wood. Then these laths with the rows of herrings strung on
+'em are hung in frames from wall to wall of a top room, like a barn with
+a stone floor, and a hole in the roof. When that room's full of herrings
+all hanging in rows--thousands and thousands o' fish--a fire of oak
+chips and logs is lighted on the floor, and the smoke going all among
+the herrings, and only by degrees getting out of the hole in the roof,
+the fish are smoked; and them that's salted first is red herrings, and
+them that's only just touched dry with the smoke like are bloaters.
+
+"So now we'll get down to our lodging, and have some supper, Ben; and so
+to bed, that we may be up early in the morning; but don't you dream
+about being a smack-boy, or you won't sleep at all sound, I can tell
+you."
+
+/*
+THOMAS ARCHER
+*/
+
+
+
+
+THEIR WONDERFUL RIDE.
+
+[Illustration: "TWO LITTLE FOLK WERE RIDING."]
+
+
+  As I passed down the pathway
+     I heard a merry pair
+  Shout from behind the garden wall,
+     "Let's ride the old brown mare."
+
+  With whip and voice I heard them
+     Urge on the maddened steed,
+  Whilst to my frantic warnings
+     They paid no single heed.
+
+  Then quickly down the garden,
+     Trembling with fear and fright,
+  And bursting open wide the door
+     I saw this curious sight:--
+
+  Upon a wooden railing
+     That ran down from the wall,
+  Two little folk were riding,
+     Quite safe from fear or fall.
+
+  "Why, auntie, what's the matter?"
+     Shouted the merry pair;
+  "You cannot think what fun it is
+     To ride the old brown mare!"
+
+
+
+
+OUR SUNDAY AFTERNOONS.
+
+NEBUCHADNEZZAR'S DREAM OF THE HUGE TREE.
+
+
+A Mighty king lay stretched upon a magnificent bed of gold. His head
+rested upon pillows of crimson satin, beautifully embroidered with gold,
+and studded with golden spangles and precious stones. Over him was a
+coverlet of crimson satin, also adorned with gold: and everything in his
+chamber was in keeping with the richness of his couch.
+
+Costliest delicacies and oldest wines had weighed down his supper-table,
+round which had sat some of earth's grandest and most powerful lords. He
+had been lulled to sleep with soft strains of sweetest music.
+Ever-watchful attendants stood by him, as he slept, and cooled his brow
+with gentle breezes stirred up to life by fairy fans. His last thoughts
+had been of his vast wealth, his uninterrupted prosperity, and his great
+power. He was king of kings, and the whole world trembled at his feet.
+He had attained to the highest pinnacle of glory. Earth had yielded to
+him its most costly treasures, and had nothing more that she could give.
+Men had profusely showered upon him their highest flatteries, and
+addressed him in humblest language.
+
+Yet his sleep was troubled. His brow grew dark, and the colour deepened
+upon his cheeks. He breathed heavily and moved nervously on his
+luxurious bed, which, grand as it was, could not give him rest. Hundreds
+of years afterwards it was said of the bruised and bleeding martyr
+Stephen, that he sank peacefully to rest amid a shower of stones, and
+the yells and hoots of bitterest enemies; for in all circumstances He
+can give "His beloved sleep." But this flattered son of pomp and
+splendour, this mighty king, upon whose very breath seemed to hang the
+fate of nations, tossed restlessly upon his bed of gold and purple. No,
+he knew nothing of that joy and peace that pass all understanding, which
+the world can neither give nor take away, and which has converted many a
+fiery furnace into a shadow from the heat.
+
+Over those who love Him God watches in the night, and holds sweetest
+communion with them, as through the long dark hours they lie upon their
+beds; but to the wicked He sends no thought of comfort or consolation.
+He does not soothe them to rest with the remembrance of His loving care.
+And often He troubles them with dark thoughts and unwelcome dreams, that
+banish true repose.
+
+So this wicked king, Nebuchadnezzar, who lived for himself, and not for
+God, who enriched himself at the expense of others, who closed his ears
+to the cry of the fatherless and the widows, and who passed by judgment
+and justice and mercy, was perplexed with a mysterious dream.
+
+He saw, growing in the middle of the earth, a mighty tree, which reared
+its lofty head to the skies, and, on every side, sent out boughs to the
+ends of the world. Large bright green leaves thickly covered its
+branches, from which hung, in unheard-of abundance, great clusters of
+fruit. The beasts of the field found under it a grateful shadow from the
+heat of the burning sun. The fowls of the air came and built their nests
+in its leafy branches, and there laid their eggs, and reared their
+young, and joyously sang out their gladness. All was bright and
+beautiful; and the sleeping king, as he gazed wonderingly at the giant
+tree, admired its grandeur and its greatness.
+
+To what length of days, he thought, might this majestic tree not attain!
+and how would the earth be able to hold it if it should go on increasing
+in size?
+
+But suddenly there was a fluttering in the air; and down from the bright
+heavens came "a watcher and an holy one," who was terrible in his
+strength, and whose face shone like the sun. Judgment, and not mercy,
+was written upon his forehead. And oh, his voice! How dreadful it
+sounded to the startled king, who would gladly have closed his ears to
+it.
+
+"Hew down the tree," the Angel cried, with a voice of thunder, his eyes,
+which were like balls of fire, flashing with righteous indignation. "Hew
+down the tree, and cut off his branches; shake off his leaves, and
+scatter his fruit. Warn the beasts to get from under it, lest they be
+crushed with its weight. And bid the little birds leave its branches.
+But do not destroy the tree. Leave the stump of his roots in the earth.
+Let it be wet with the dew of heaven; and let his portion be with the
+beasts in the grass of the earth. Let his heart be changed from man's,
+and let a beast's heart be given unto him; and let seven times pass over
+him."
+
+What a strange dream for a king to have! And how troubled his
+countenance was when he rose from his bed! His eyes moved restlessly
+from one object to another, telling of a mind ill at ease. His limbs
+shook; and he seemed many years older than on the previous day. His
+grandly-arrayed lords came round him as before, with pleasant smiles and
+flattering speeches. But he could heed none of them. Whatever he did, he
+could not give his mind to affairs of state. Try to control them as he
+would, his thoughts would wander back to the towering majestic tree, to
+its great thick trunk, its leafy branches, its rich profusion of
+delicious fruit affording sustenance to all the world, and to that
+bright but awful being who had come from heaven and pronounced over the
+tree that dread sentence.
+
+What if the tree should mean himself? Who in all the wide world but
+himself could be compared to it for strength and majesty? Who but
+himself had attained to such power and magnificence? And oh! what if all
+should be taken away from him? What if the widely-spreading tree should
+indeed be cut down, its glory and its beauty and its strength alike
+gone?
+
+How he wished he knew the meaning of his dream! And how anxiously he
+consulted the wise men who were summoned to his presence! Magicians,
+astrologers, Chaldeans, and soothsayers, all the wise men of Babylon
+came to his palace to hear his dream, and to try to tell the meaning of
+it.
+
+But the effort was in vain. The dream was from heaven, and not all the
+vaunted wisdom of this world could interpret it. The meaning of it could
+only be told by one inspired by the Spirit of God who had sent it.
+
+Then Daniel, the Jewish captive, to whom Nebuchadnezzar had given the
+name of Belteshazzar, or _a layer up of things in secret_, was brought.
+Not long before he had not only told the king the meaning of a most
+mysterious dream that he had had, but he had also recalled the dream
+itself, which Nebuchadnezzar had forgotten. And as an interpreter of
+dreams and the wisest of mortals, his fame had spread far and wide; and
+Nebuchadnezzar could see that the Jewish prophet had a wisdom far
+surpassing that of his wisest and most skilled magicians.
+
+So the strange dream of the mighty tree cut down was told to the Jewish
+captive, and the usually calm face of the prophet grew dark and troubled
+as that of the king.
+
+"Do not be distressed by the dream or its interpretation, Belteshazzar,"
+Nebuchadnezzar said in his gentlest tones; for he saw that the dream
+meant something bad, and that Daniel did not like to tell him. "Show me
+the interpretation."
+
+"My lord," the Jewish prophet replied sadly, "it is a dream that will
+please only your enemies; and all those who hate you will rejoice at
+it." And then he went on to explain to the king that the great tree that
+he had seen towering towards heaven, and spreading itself over the whole
+earth, with its fresh green leaves and abundance of fruit, with its
+thousands of beasts taking refuge under its spreading branches, and its
+myriads of feathered songsters nestling amongst them, was himself. "It
+is thou, O king," he said; "for thy greatness is grown, and reacheth
+unto the heavens, and thy dominion to the end of the earth."
+
+By the coming down of the holy watcher, and his commanding the tree to
+be despoiled of its glory, and hewn down, Daniel showed the king was
+meant his own humiliation. He should be driven from the abodes of men,
+his dwelling should be with the beasts of the field; he should eat grass
+like an ox, and his body should be wet with the dew of heaven.
+
+But he was not to be for ever removed from his place. The malady was to
+continue only for seven years; for as the stump of the tree was left in
+the earth, so that it might some day put forth its branches again, and
+once more abound in foliage and fruit, so his terrible affliction should
+only last until he should acknowledge that it was not by the strength of
+his own arm, but by the power of God that he had been raised to so great
+a height of glory; that the kingdoms of the earth belong to God, and
+that He raises up whom He will to govern them.
+
+"Oh, learn this lesson in time, mighty king," Daniel pleaded; "that
+supreme power belongs alone to the living God. Humble thyself before
+Him. Put away every iniquity; and begin to show mercy to the poor and
+the defenceless, who have hitherto cried to thee in vain. For it is in
+mercy that God has sent thee the dream, to show thee how thine heart has
+been lifted up, and to give thee an opportunity of averting the
+punishment by timely and sincere repentance."
+
+Oh, if Nebuchadnezzar had but heeded the warning dream! If he had but
+taken his kingdom and his glory, his riches and his honour, and laid
+them all at the footstool of the great King in Heaven, acknowledging
+that they were all from Him, and must be held and used for Him; what
+great trouble he might have saved himself, and all those who looked up
+to him! How soon, by humbling himself, and how effectually he might have
+turned aside the threatened judgment! How the great and compassionate
+God above would have rejoiced to show mercy! And how the holy angels
+would have sung for joy over the repentant king, and the blotting out
+of his great sin, and the withholding of judgment, and the showing of
+mercy!
+
+But the dream was unheeded. The warning was lost.
+
+The great and mighty king having conquered all his enemies round about,
+and extended his power to the utmost limits, devoted his attention to
+the improving and embellishing of his capital. And as he saw Babylon
+increasing in glory and beauty, his heart became still more lifted up.
+He had done it all himself, he thought. He was so great, and so wise,
+and so glorious a king, that he had no need of divine aid. Such a thing
+as being in any way dependent upon a higher power never entered his
+mind, and by very severe means he had to be taught the needful lesson
+that might have been learned from the dream that had in mercy been sent
+to warn him.
+
+While surveying the glorious city from the roof of his palace, and
+congratulating himself upon the dignity to which he had attained, a
+voice, like that which he had heard in his dream, fell from heaven,
+telling him that his kingdom was taken from him, and that he should meet
+the fate of which he had been forewarned by the cutting down of the huge
+tree.
+
+And so it was.
+
+That same hour, the terrible malady predicted by Daniel came upon him.
+He lost his reason, and became as a wild beast. His costly crown of
+gold and pearls and diamonds was taken from him, and he was driven from
+his throne. For seven years he lived with the beasts of the field,
+stooping down to the earth and eating grass like an ox, and drinking
+with his mouth of the flowing streams. The rude winds blew upon him,
+ruffling the hair that had been so carefully kept, and the scorching sun
+tanned his face, once so expressive of majesty. The hairs of his
+neglected beard became like eagles' feathers; and his uncut nails grew
+like birds' claws. He noted no difference between the changing seasons;
+and when the sun sank in the west, he lay down to sleep upon the hard
+ground, like the beasts, his companions, and his body was wet with the
+falling dew.
+
+At the end of seven years another opportunity of repentance was offered
+to him, and after so severe a lesson he gladly accepted it. His reason
+returned, and instead of taking glory to himself, he ascribed it to God,
+acknowledging that He rules above all.
+
+So the dreadful affliction was removed, his kingdom was restored to him;
+and his glory and honour and majesty were greater even than before.
+
+As he once more lifted up his head amongst his nobles, he said humbly,
+"The great God of heaven is King; and those who walk in pride He is able
+to abase."
+
+H. D.
+
+
+
+
+BIBLE EXERCISES FOR SUNDAY AFTERNOONS.
+
+
+25. How many times is the Lord's Prayer recorded?
+
+26. Where are we told that departure from evil is understanding?
+
+27. From what words is it supposed that St. Paul, like Elijah, visited
+Mount Sinai, there to hold communion with God, before entering upon his
+apostolic work?
+
+28. Where are we told that he who rules his own spirit is better than he
+who takes a city?
+
+29. Where is the Eastern custom of gathering the tears of mourners in
+tear-bottles alluded to in the Psalms?
+
+30. Where is it said of the departed that they have "fallen asleep"?
+
+31. How is the passing away of the Old Testament saints spoken of?
+
+32. Which of the Evangelists tell us of Christ's offering three
+successive prayers in Gethsemane, on the night of His agony, and of His
+three times finding the disciples sleeping?
+
+33. Where, in the New Testament, is David called "David the King"?
+
+34. How many days elapsed after Noah's entering into the ark before the
+flood came? And who shut the door?
+
+35. How many armour-bearers had Joab?
+
+36. What was done with the sword of Goliath?
+
+ANSWERS TO BIBLE EXERCISES (13-24. See p. 84).
+
+13. St. Matt. xii. 49, 50; St. Mark iii. 33-35; St. Luke viii. 21.
+
+14. In Prov. xvii. 17.
+
+15. In Neh. ix. 17; Ps. ciii. 8, cxlv. 8; Joel ii. 13; Jonah iv. 2; Nah.
+i. 3.
+
+16. From St. Luke xi. 1.
+
+17. In Prov. xv. 18, xxvi. 21, xxix. 22.
+
+18. In Prov. xvi. 32.
+
+19. In St. Luke iii. 38.
+
+20. From St. Matt. i. 5, 6.
+
+21. In Gen. ix. 13.
+
+22. In Rev. iv. 3, x. 1.
+
+23. The names of the women are Mary Magdalene, Mary, the mother of James
+and Joses, the mother of Zebedee's children, Joanna, the wife of Chuza
+(Herod's steward), and Susanna. (St. Matt. xxvii. 55, 56; St. Luke viii.
+2, 3.)
+
+24. In Ps. cxxi. 4.
+
+
+
+
+The Water-Carriers of the World
+
+
+In the hotter countries of the world, in which water is the very
+mainstay of life, a number of persons drive a considerable trade in the
+sale of that liquid. Most of us know what a trouble it is to get water
+during a severe winter when the pipes are all frozen. Suppose such a
+state of things to be usual the whole year round, and you will perhaps
+understand the difficulties of families in some tropical lands with
+regard to what is to them--in a sense almost more than it is to us--a
+necessary of existence. Thus it is that the water-carrier is so
+important a personage in these warm climes. His figure is as common in
+the streets as our milkman, though he is generally a very much more
+picturesque-looking individual.
+
+In the illustration on this page we have grouped together portraits of
+the water-carriers of different countries, and it will be seen that, in
+respect of their quaint attire and the curious vessels in which the
+water is carried, there is no reason for surprise that they have engaged
+the brush of many painters.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+No. 1 represents a water-carrier of one of the provincial towns of
+France. With his cocked hat and queer staff, and his water-skin strapped
+like a knapsack on his back, he reminds one not a little of an old
+soldier. His next door neighbour's nationality is a good deal more
+obvious. Whose can that jaunty, lazy air be but that of the gay,
+ease-loving water-carrier of Madrid? With earthenware pail hanging from
+each arm, turban on head, bright-coloured waistband, and cigarette in
+mouth, you can tell at a glance that he belongs to a sunny country where
+leisure and pleasure go hand in hand. In No. 3 we find the
+representation of the Peruvian water-carrier. He does such good business
+that he can afford to keep a donkey to carry the water, which is
+contained in a big leather sack that lies like a bolster across the
+animal's back. I am afraid he is not so mindful of Neddy as he ought to
+be, and that some of our own costermongers could teach him a lesson or
+two in the humane treatment of his patient beast of burden. Leaving Peru
+and South America, and travelling to the northern continent, we are
+introduced in No. 4 to a water-carrier of Mexico. Notice how he carries
+the water in two odd-shaped vessels suspended from his head by means of
+a broad band. In No. 5 will be observed an Egyptian fellah woman
+carrying a jar of water on her head. Compared with her, the Norwegian
+peasant in No. 6 looks prosaic and businesslike. The last two are not
+sellers of water, but are merely taking home a supply for their own
+households. How fortunate those towns are where the water is conveyed by
+pipes from house to house!
+
+
+
+
+BURIED ALIVE;
+
+OR, LOVE NEVER LOST ON A DOG.
+
+
+"Heigho!" sighed Thusnelda, as she lay on the straw not far from the
+spot where her three beautiful puppies were curled up in a heap.
+"Heigho!" she sighed, "I do hope dear master will not deprive me of any
+more of my darlings. Let me see now, there were ten of them originally.
+Yes, ten, for I counted them over and over again fifty times a day, and
+now there are only three. Heigho!" Here she glanced round towards these
+sleeping beauties in the straw, and her lovely eyes were brimming over
+with motherly affection and intelligence.
+
+"To be sure," she added, "master has kept the three prettiest, that is
+some consolation, and the others have all gone to good homes, where I
+doubt not their virtue will be duly appreciated, though I shall never,
+never see them more."
+
+Thusnelda was a dog of German birth and extraction. In truth, she was a
+Dachshund, and a high-bred one too, and both in this country and in
+Berlin she had taken many honours at dog shows.
+
+Some might not have thought Thusnelda's body shapely. She was long and
+low, with a red jacket as smooth and soft as satin; so low in stature
+was she, that her chest almost touched the ground, and her fore legs
+were turned in at the ankle, and out at the feet--the latter indeed were
+almost out of all proportion, so big and flat were they; but no one
+could help admiring Thusnelda's splendid head, her broad intelligent
+skull, and her long silky ears and gazelle-like eyes. If ever eyes in
+this world were made to speak love and affection and all things
+unutterable, those eyes were Thusnelda's.
+
+She got up at last and went and stood over her darlings. She gazed at
+them long and fondly, wondering and thinking what future they had before
+them. She held her head so low as she did so, that her splendid ears
+trailed and touched them. They moved in their sleep, they kicked and
+gave vent to a series of little ventriloquistic barks as puppies have a
+habit of doing; then the mother licked them fondly with her soft tongue,
+and therefore one awoke. It was Vogel. The names of the other two were
+Zimmerman and Zadkiel. As soon as Vogel awoke she gave a joyful wee bark
+of recognition, which aroused both her tiny brothers, and the whole
+three rushed at once to their good mother.
+
+"Ah, my dears," she said; "you are very fond of me at present, I dare
+say, but you will get to be different as you grow older, I expect.
+However, I must make the most of you while you are young. Why, let's
+see, you will be six weeks old tomorrow, and you can lap every bit as
+well as I can. Yes, and it's quite a treat to see you lapping, and
+master thinks so too."
+
+"Master" did.
+
+"Master" was very fond of dogs, and he doted on good ones. He used to
+come and admire these three puppies by the hour. The milk he gave them
+was of the freshest and creamiest, and he even thickened it with a
+little boiled flour. Whenever Vogel and Zimmerman and Zadkiel saw him
+coming with the milk-pan they expressed their joy by saucy little barks
+and yelps, and made a headlong but awkward rush towards him, and when he
+put down the pan they weren't content to simply put their heads over the
+side and lap. No, they must have their fore feet in as well, although
+their mother often told them it was only little piggies that fed in that
+fashion. But Vogel was worse even than Zimmerman or Zadkiel, because she
+used to insist upon getting in the dish bodily. Only Vogel was master's
+favourite, and he used to take her kindly out of the dish again and
+place her by the side of it, and try to show her how to lap like a lady.
+
+Vogel was the prettiest, Zimmerman the biggest and sauciest, and Zadkiel
+by far the wisest of the trio.
+
+In the picture with which our artist has presented us, Vogel is standing
+in the centre, Zimmerman is lying on the left, while the far-seeing,
+deep-thinking Zadkiel is sitting on the right.
+
+An impudent sparrow has just alighted on the puppies' pan, and is coolly
+helping himself to what has been left from breakfast.
+
+"Delicious!" the sparrow is saying. "I'm the king of all the birds in
+the creation. Everybody admires me, I build in the choicest apple-trees,
+and feed on the daintiest food. Farmers cut down their hay that I may
+make my nest, farmers' wives kill the fowls that I may find feathers to
+line it, and even the cows cast their coats to aid in the same good
+work. Why, you little puppies, don't _you_ admire me also, you
+ridiculous-looking fluffy things?"
+
+"I admire your profound impudence," Zimmerman is saying.
+
+"I am astonished at your daring audacity," Vogel is remarking.
+
+But Zadkiel is thinking. "I dare say," he says at last, "that even such
+a wretched mite of a bird as you must have been meant for some good
+purpose. To pick up the grubs and the green flies perhaps."
+
+"Absurd," cries the sparrow, and off he flies in disgust.
+
+Then the pups forget all about it, and begin to lick each other's noses
+and toes--I was nearly saying _toeses_--in the funniest way imaginable.
+After that they go in for one of the most terrible sham fights that has
+ever been fought.
+
+"You'll be a badger, Zadkiel," cries Vogel, "and Zimmerman and I will
+worry you to death."
+
+So at it they go pell-mell. Zadkiel is hemmed up in a corner of the
+cart-shed, and his brother and sister make pretence, to tear him limb
+from limb. Zadkiel defends himself gallantly, but has to succumb at
+last, for he is fairly rolled on his back, and in a few minutes is,
+figuratively speaking, turned inside out. Then they espy the
+good-natured admiring face of their mother, peering at them over the
+corner of the straw, and at her they all rush. They make believe that
+she is a fox, and her life is accordingly not worth an hours' purchase.
+
+"Ha! ha! ha!" laughs some one not two yards away, and looking up they
+espy "master," who all unknown to them has been enjoying the fun for the
+last half-hour.
+
+"You dear, delightful little pets," he says, "why, you are as lively as
+kittens, and as healthy and happy-looking as the summer's day is long.
+You will do your mother credit yet. Your legs are straight, but work
+will bend them into the right shape, then you'll be able to creep into
+any rabbit's hole in the country,
+
+  "To beard a badger in his drain,
+  A wild wolf in his lair."
+
+So in order to make these little rascals' legs bend to the proper shape,
+master, as soon as they got a little older, used to bury bones for them
+deep down in the garden earth, and get the whole trio to scrape and find
+them.
+
+This was grand fun, and by the time the puppies were six months old they
+were just as shapely as the mother was, or as unshapely, if you like it
+better, for after all perhaps the beauty of their bodies consisted in
+their ugliness.
+
+It isn't every one who knows how to rear puppies properly, but this
+master did. He fed them on bread and milk, and broth and scraps of meat
+four times a day, he never forgot to give them plenty of the freshest
+of water, and as for straw, why they could at any time bury themselves
+in it. But this was not all, for he made the little things his constant
+companions, when he himself went out for exercise. And didn't they
+scamper and didn't they dance, and frolic, and run! Many a rat, and
+stoat, and polecat had reason to wish them far away, I can tell you.
+
+Few people know how wonderful, intelligent, and sagacious a dachshund
+can become under proper treatment. But there must be system in the
+treatment. The whip must be hidden away out of sight entirely, the
+animal must be treated like a reasoning being, as indeed it is; it thus
+soon comes to know not only every word spoken to it, but your will and
+your wishes from your very movements and looks.
+
+A dog never forgets kind treatment, and whenever he has the chance he
+acts a faithful part towards a loving master. I could tell you a hundred
+true stories illustrative of that fact, but one must here suffice. Had
+you seen the dachshund puppies then as they are represented in our
+engraving, brimful of sauciness, daftness, and fun, and seen them again
+two years after as they appeared when accompanying their beloved master
+in his rambles, you certainly could not have believed they were the same
+animals. They were still the same in one respect, however, for Vogel was
+still the beauty and Zadkiel the philosopher.
+
+One day their master went out to hunt in the forest. It was far away in
+the wilds of the Scottish Highlands. He had gone to shoot deer, but as
+he was returning in the evening after an unsuccessful stalk, he caught a
+glimpse of a fox disappearing round the corner of an old ruin.
+
+"Ho! ho!" he cried. "You are the rascal that steals my ducks. We'll have
+you if we can."
+
+But the fox had taken at once to his burrow in the ruin. It was a very
+ancient feudal castle, only just enough of it remaining to give an idea
+of the shape it once had been, for regardless of the respect that is due
+to antiquity the keepers had carted away loads of the solid masonry to
+build their houses, leaving the place but a beautiful moss-grown chaos.
+
+"Watch," was all the master said to his dogs as he crept in through an
+old window into the donjon keep. It was a foolhardy thing to do, for the
+stones were loose around it, but he had many times got in there before,
+and why, he thought, should he not do so now. Besides, this was
+Reynard's favourite den, and he hoped to shoot him in it. But the fox
+had improved on his dwelling since the hunter had last paid him a visit;
+he had excavated another room. Stone after stone the hunter began to
+pull down, when suddenly there was a startling noise behind him, and he
+found himself in the dark.
+
+[Illustration: THE PUPPIES AND THE SPARROW. (_See p._ 158.)]
+
+Buried alive! Buried in a dungeon in which there was hardly room to
+turn. The situation is too dreadful for pen to describe. He sank on the
+soft damp mould of the floor and gave himself up to despair. And thus
+hours went past.
+
+Hitherto there had not been a sound, but now the impatient yelping of
+the faithful hounds told him they had begun to appreciate the terrible
+danger of the master.
+
+The rest of the story may be told in a very few words. Vogel did nothing
+but run about wild with grief, and made the rocks around her echo the
+sounds of her grief. Zimmerman set himself to work to dig the master
+out. But alas! solid stone and lime were too much for even his strong
+little limbs. But where was the wise and thoughtful Zadkiel? Gone. He
+turned up some hours after at his master's house, and his strange
+behaviour soon caused the servants to follow him into the deep forest
+and straight to the old ruin.
+
+Morning had dawned ere the hunter, more dead than alive, was extricated
+from his living grave. His first act as soon as he recovered was to
+return thanks to Him who had delivered him, his next to embrace his
+faithful dogs.
+
+ARION.
+
+
+
+
+LITTLE MARGARET'S KITCHEN, AND WHAT SHE DID IN IT.--IX.
+
+_By_ PHILLIS BROWNE, _Author of "A Year's Cookery," "What Girls can Do,"
+&c._
+
+"I wonder what we shall do to-day, Mary?" said Margaret, as the two
+children stood by the kitchen table waiting for the next lesson.
+
+"I don't know," said Mary; "but I fancy we are to learn something about
+fat, for I heard mistress giving orders to put the fat ready for us. And
+there it is. Don't you see all those pieces of fat on the dish?"
+
+"Well, children," said Mrs. Herbert, who at that moment entered the
+kitchen, "how would you like to learn to fry to-day?"
+
+"We should like it very much, mother," said Margaret.
+
+"But what shall we make?"
+
+"I wish we might make some apple fritters, like those we had the day
+before yesterday."
+
+"You shall learn to cook the fritters at our next lesson," said Mrs.
+Herbert. "To-day we shall be quite sufficiently busy preparing the fat
+for frying. Can you, Mary, tell me what it is to fry food? If you had to
+fry the fritters, for instance, how would you set about it?"
+
+"Please, ma'am, let me think," said Mary. "When we fried the pancakes,
+we put a little fat in the frying-pan, and let it melt, and then put in
+the batter. So I suppose we should do the same with fritters."
+
+"That is exactly what we must not do," said Mrs. Herbert. "There are a
+few things which we must fry in a shallow pan, with very little fat.
+Pancakes and omelettes are amongst them. But as a rule, this is a very
+extravagant, wasteful mode of cooking. It is much better to _fry_
+properly, that is, to cook in an abundance of fat, using as much fat as
+will cover the food entirely, so that we may be said to boil the food,
+but in fat instead of water."
+
+"I should have thought it was very wasteful to use a quantity of fat,"
+said Margaret.
+
+"Do you remember how much fat we used when we fried the pancakes?" said
+Mrs. Herbert.
+
+"I remember," said Mary: "for every pancake we used a piece of fat about
+the size of a walnut."
+
+"And how much of this was left when all were finished?"
+
+"Why, none, mother," said Margaret. "The fat was used each time, and it
+seemed to dry up or go into the pancake, or something. At any rate, it
+was lost altogether."
+
+"Then if we were trying to find out how much the pancakes cost, we ought
+to include the cost of the fat in which they were fried?"
+
+"I suppose so."
+
+"Do you not think, then, that if in frying we could so arrange matters
+that the fat should be used again and again and again, that would be
+less wasteful?"
+
+"Of course it would," said Mary.
+
+"Then this is what we will do. We will provide a quantity of fat, as
+much as will half fill a good-sized iron saucepan. When we use this for
+frying, we shall find that if we are careful of it--that is, if we lift
+it from the fire as soon as it is done with, do not let it burn, and
+strain it--we can use it again and again and again. In fact, it may be
+used any number of times, and we keep adding fresh fat as we get it."
+
+"But we could not fry pancakes in that way," said Margaret.
+
+"No; I told you just now that pancakes and omelettes must be fried in a
+little fat. This process is generally called by cooks _dry frying_.
+When plenty of fat is used, and the food is boiled in the fat, the
+process is called _wet frying_."
+
+"And how are we to tell which way is suitable for what we have to cook?"
+said Margaret.
+
+"Ah, Margaret! you want to get on too quickly. To know which is the best
+way of treating different kinds of food is a large subject, and can only
+be learnt with time. I may tell you, however, that nearly all small
+things which can be quickly cooked, and can be covered with fat, may be
+wet fried. Things which need longer cooking, such as uncooked meat,
+bacon, sausages, &c., should be dry fried. Chops and steaks, too, are
+often dry fried, but they are best when broiled; and of broiling I must
+speak to you another day."
+
+"We shall easily remember that wet frying is using plenty of fat, and
+dry frying is using very little fat," said Mary.
+
+"Of course you will. And now for the kind of fat you are to use. There
+are four kinds of fat used in frying--dripping, oil, butter, and lard.
+Of these, dripping is the best and lard is the worst."
+
+"But please, ma'am, lard is generally used, is it not?" said Mary,
+looking astonished.
+
+"Indeed it is," replied Mrs. Herbert, "and this is the mistake which is
+made. Those who do not know have a great scorn for dripping. They sell
+it for a small sum to get it out of the way, and when they have done so
+they buy lard. Yet lard is more apt to make food taste greasy than any
+fat which can be used."
+
+"What is the dripping made from, then?" said Margaret.
+
+"From little odds and ends of fat, either cooked or uncooked, left from
+joints, and 'rendered,' that is, melted down; also from the fat which is
+skimmed from the top of the water in which meat is boiled. I should like
+you little folk to remember that one of the surest signs of cleverness
+in cookery is that nothing is wasted, and one of the most certain ways
+of preventing waste is to look after the fat. A good cook will not allow
+as much as half an inch of fat to be wasted. She will collect the scraps
+together and melt them down gently, and so she will never need to buy."
+
+"Just as cook has put those pieces of fat together there, ready for us
+to melt down?"
+
+"Yes; and now we will go on to render them down, shall we? First we cut
+them up in very small pieces. We then put them into an old, but
+perfectly clean, saucepan, with a quarter of a pint of water to each
+pound of fat. We then put the lid on the saucepan, and boil gently for
+about an hour, or till the water has boiled away, when we take the lid
+off, and stew the fat again until the pieces acquire a slight colour,
+when the fat is ready to be strained through a jar. We must not forget
+to stir the fat occasionally, to keep it from burning, and also to let
+it cool slightly before straining, for fear of accident; for boiling fat
+is very hot, more than twice as hot as boiling water."
+
+"Supposing we have no pieces of fat, mother, what shall we do then?"
+
+"We must buy some. Those who like beef fat will find ox flare excellent
+for the purpose. The most experienced cooks, however, now prefer mutton
+fat to any other, because it is so hard and dry. Fat which is bought
+must be rendered down as scraps are rendered. I fancy, however, that
+where meat is eaten every day it is seldom necessary to buy fat, if only
+proper care is taken of the trimmings."
+
+"If dripping may be used for frying, could we not take the dripping left
+from joints, mother?" said Margaret.
+
+"Certainly we could, dear. Only we must be careful to have it thoroughly
+clean and dry, with no water or gravy in it. To make it thus we should
+probably have to wash it in three or four times its quantity of boiling
+water, then let it go cold and scrape away the impurities which would
+have settled at the bottom. After which we should melt it gently down
+again to get rid thoroughly of any moisture there might be in it."
+
+"Wash dripping! I never heard of such a thing," said Margaret.
+
+"It is a very necessary business at times, for all that. The most
+certain way of taking care of anything we value is to keep it clean: and
+certainly we value our kitchen fat. But then, as I told you, besides
+keeping it clean we must keep it dry; and one reason why good cooks
+prefer mutton fat to any other is that it can be more easily kept dry
+than other fats. Fat should be thoroughly strained also each time it is
+used, as well as after being rendered the first time, and this will help
+to keep it pure."
+
+"I think the water has all boiled away from our fat now, ma'am," said
+Mary, who had been looking very earnestly into the pan, and stirring the
+pieces very vigorously.
+
+"Then," said Mrs. Herbert, "we will take the lid off the pan, and when
+the pieces begin to colour we will let the fat cool and strain it away.
+It will so be quite ready for our purpose, and at our next lesson I will
+show you how to fry some apple fritters."
+
+"I think we shall enjoy frying fritters as well as making pancakes,"
+said the two children together.
+
+_(To be continued.)_
+
+
+
+
+THEIR ROAD TO FORTUNE.
+
+THE STORY OF TWO BROTHERS.
+
+_By the Author of "The Heir of Elmdale," &c. &c._
+
+CHAPTER VII.--AN INVESTMENT.
+
+
+The holidays were over at last; the ten days flew by only too quickly to
+Bertie, for, compared with Gore House, Fitzroy Square seemed the most
+delightful place in the world. He was not very artistic in his taste,
+and thought but little of carving and gilding, soft carpets, and
+luxurious chairs; therefore the shabby parlour with Aunt Amy seemed far
+more beautiful than the very grandest apartment in Aunt Gregory's grand
+house.
+
+"If I could only stay here always, Aunt Amy, how happy I should be!" he
+had said a dozen times during his stay; and each time, though her heart
+echoed his wish, she cheered him with loving smiles, encouraged him with
+hopeful words, begging of him to try and make the best of his Uncle
+Gregory's home, and be as happy and contented as he could. Eddie often
+wished that he had such a magnificent residence, for he made no secret
+of his contempt for the shabby and somewhat dingy comfort of Uncle
+Clair's house and its dreary surroundings. He thought artists should
+have everything beautiful and graceful about them, and looked very much
+astonished when his uncle said, in his sweet low voice, that beauty and
+grace were certainly essential, but they should be in the artist
+himself, and then he would see them reflected everywhere. Both Bertie
+and Agnes endorsed that statement, for they loved the old house, and
+were quite happy there. Eddie, still longing for something out of his
+reach, instead of making the most of what was at his hand, grumbled and
+shook his head; but Uncle Clair only smiled, and said, "You'll be wiser
+when you are older, my boy. Knowledge comes with years."
+
+Mrs. Gregory's presents caused Mrs. Clair to think that she was sorry
+for her neglect of Bertie, and meant to be kinder to him in future;
+besides, Uncle Gregory had said there might be other arrangements when
+he returned, so that it was with a very hopeful heart that Bertie
+entered the office punctually at nine o'clock on the 2nd of January, and
+was taking his old corner to await the arrival of his uncle, when the
+head clerk conducted him into the inner room, and pointed out a seat at
+a desk near a window looking into a narrow court.
+
+"Go through all those letters," the clerk said, pointing to a huge heap;
+"select the circulars, open them, and place them on that stand; arrange
+all the English and foreign letters on Mr. Gregory's table, and then
+address those envelopes from that book on your desk."
+
+"Yes, sir," Bertie replied cheerfully. It certainly was much pleasanter
+in that warm room, with its clear blazing fire, soft carpet,
+leather-covered chairs, and draughtless windows, than in the large, and
+often chilly, outer office, but when Mr. Gregory entered with his
+compressed lips and keen piercing glance all round, Bertie began to
+think it would not be pleasant to have to sit always within the reach of
+his critical eyes.
+
+"Good morning. You have not forgotten, I see: that's well," Mr. Gregory
+said, as he hung up his coat and pulled off his gloves. Then, with a
+quick glance at his table, he added, "You may go on with your work."
+
+Bertie copied industriously for an hour, never raising his head from his
+desk; then his master's voice startled him. "Come here, Bertie. I want
+some conversation with you. How old are you?"
+
+"Nearly thirteen, sir."
+
+"You look more. Do you like business?"
+
+"I think I do, sir. I shall like it more when I understand it better."
+
+"Quite so. Now, Bertie, because you are my nephew, and have been a good,
+steady lad, I am going to place you in a position of great trust. You
+are quick, and write a good hand, and I shall train you to be my private
+secretary. You shall answer all my business letters, from my dictation.
+Of course I don't mean all my letters," catching Bertie's nervous glance
+at the table, "only those I have been in the habit of attending to
+myself. It means several changes: one is, you need not get here till I
+do in the morning; another is, that I shall require your services for an
+hour or two every evening in the library at Gore House. You can leave
+here at four instead of half-past five, and I wish you to take lessons
+in French and German three times a week. I have engaged a master for
+you, and you can leave here every other day at half-past three. I will
+pay you twelve shillings a week, out of which you must pay for your
+luncheon, and you will dine with us, except when there is a large
+party. Now sit down, and write exactly as I tell you, and as quickly, as
+neatly, and accurately as you can."
+
+"Yes, uncle; thank you," Bertie replied, his heart throbbing violently.
+That was indeed a change from the dull routine of the past five months:
+he had won his uncle's confidence; he was to have no more solitary
+evenings; and, best of all, he was to have a salary, and only luncheon
+to buy out of it.
+
+"Why, I shall only want a Bath bun and a glass of milk every day. I can
+save nearly all," Bertie whispered to himself at luncheon-time. "Uncle
+Gregory is good to me, and no mistake!"
+
+Mr. Gregory was good to his nephew, but not before he had thoroughly
+satisfied himself that the boy fully deserved his confidence, and, what
+was more, would fully and amply repay it. That twelve shillings a week
+was a master-stroke of policy, for it made Bertie eternally grateful;
+and if the young gentleman fancied his Uncle Gregory did not know that
+nine shillings of it went into the post-office savings' bank regularly
+every week, he was greatly mistaken. The dining down-stairs was not
+quite such a success; he was usually completely ignored, and always felt
+glad when the formal prolonged meal was over, and he was at liberty to
+follow Mr. Gregory to the library. There, indeed, Bertie had often two,
+or even three, hours' trying work, copying out prospectuses and share
+lists, reading aloud a strange jargon he did not half understand about
+stocks, consols, and dividends, adding up prodigious sums of money,
+subtracting other sums from them, and, when the result did not quite
+satisfy Mr. Gregory, having to consign them all to the waste-paper
+basket, and begin over again. Still, it was better than the long dreary
+evenings in the deserted school-room, though so much confinement was
+beginning to tell a little on Bertie's rosy cheeks and healthy young
+frame. The atmosphere of the Underground Railway, too, was injuring
+lungs that had never breathed anything but the purest country air, and
+at last Mr. Gregory noticed his altered appearance, and invited him to
+drive into the City in the dog-cart with himself every morning. That was
+indeed a red-letter day,--almost as good as driving to Dr. Mayson's at
+Riversdale: better, in fact, Bertie began to think later on, for the
+bustle and confusion, the eager, hurrying, restless life of the City
+began to have a strange charm for him, and that brisk drive to and from
+Mincing Lane was a real pleasure. Then he was progressing famously with
+his French and German. The old professor who gave him his lessons was a
+sociable, voluble, eloquent gentleman, who waved his hands, rolled his
+eyes, chattered nonsense that made Bertie laugh, but at the same time
+interested him so much that he took great pains to listen and remember;
+and having learned his grammar fairly well at school he was soon able to
+make his way with tolerable ease through either a newspaper or letter.
+
+But you must not suppose it was all sunshine and smooth sailing for
+Bertie Rivers. He had a great many trials and troubles, and perhaps the
+heaviest was his inability to go to Fitzroy Square, except on Sundays,
+and not always then. Then he missed his runs in the Park and his walks
+into the country in the early morning, his wood-carving and
+cork-carving, and all the other amusements with which he was in the
+habit of filling up his spare time. Then Uncle Gregory was becoming
+daily more exacting and particular, and Bertie gathered from the letters
+he wrote that some of the many speculations of the great City merchant
+were not going on entirely to his satisfaction. Every evening he
+remained later in the library, and Bertie had more letters to write and
+circulars to address, and sometimes his head ached sadly, and his eyes
+were dull and heavy in the morning. But there was one unfailing source
+of satisfaction--his weekly visit to the post-office savings' bank.
+Bertie would not have missed that for the world: nine shillings a week,
+and sometimes even ten--for nothing could tempt him to spend a penny,
+except on his luncheons and in writing to them at Fitzroy Square--soon
+mounted up to five pounds, and then Mr. Gregory remarked one day that if
+Bertie had saved any money he would invest it for him in a company that
+would pay five times as much interest as the post-office. So the money
+was handed over to Uncle Gregory, and Bertie received a very large and
+formal paper, which he never read, but still was proud of, and in his
+next visit handed it triumphantly to Mr. Clair. He read it carefully,
+and then shook his head. "This company promises too much, Bertie," he
+said; "better have left your money where it was."
+
+"As if Uncle Gregory doesn't know best!" Bertie laughed. "Why, he has
+hundreds of shares himself."
+
+
+CHAPTER VIII.--AN UNEXPECTED PLEASURE.
+
+"You may go and spend a few days with your brother," Mr. Gregory said to
+Bertie one Saturday at the end of July. "I am going away for a week, and
+so I can spare you; but mind you are back on the Monday after next, and
+in good time."
+
+"Yes, sir; thank you, uncle," Bertie replied, with a bright smile.
+
+[Illustration: "HE SAW SOMETHING UNUSUAL WAS ABOUT TO TAKE PLACE."]
+
+"You may go now, if you wish. I do not require anything further;" and
+Bertie fairly ran out of the office, jumped into an omnibus, and hurried
+straight to Fitzroy Square, instead of going home to Kensington. The
+moment the hall door opened he saw something unusual was about to take
+place: there were trunks and packages and muffle straps in the hall, and
+there, amidst them, stood Uncle Clair, looking quite calm, while Aunt
+Amy, Agnes, and Eddie flew hither and thither in every direction. There
+was a four-wheeler at the door too, so that evidently the family were
+going away. For a moment Bertie felt inclined to cry. What possible
+pleasure could he have in a week's holiday without Eddie and Agnes to
+share it? But the moment Aunt Amy caught sight of him, her bright face
+and cordial welcome re-assured him.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+"Dear Bertie, I am so glad. I was afraid your uncle could not spare you
+to come with us. But where are your things?"
+
+"I haven't brought any. I only just came from the City to tell you Uncle
+Gregory gave me a week's holiday," Bertie replied, looking very much
+perplexed. "I did not know you were all going away, auntie, or of course
+I would not have come."
+
+"Then you did not get the letter I sent you, dear?"
+
+"No, aunt."
+
+"Well, I wrote asking you to apply for permission to come with us to the
+sea-side for a week. But I suppose the letter miscarried some way.
+However 'All's well that ends well,' Bertie. You are just in time. Come
+now, help to carry the parcels. I hope we have not forgotten anything."
+
+"If we were going to stay a year in a desert island a thousand miles
+from a shop, I should think we have enough luggage," Uncle Clair said,
+glancing comically at the numerous packages and trunks; "instead of
+which, we're only going to Brighton, and can get everything we want
+there just as well as in London."
+
+"But am I really to go to the sea-side with you, Uncle Harry?" Bertie
+cried eagerly.
+
+"Why, of course, child; you don't suppose we're going to leave you
+behind."
+
+"Oh, how good of you! how jolly! Hurrah!" and Bertie executed a sort of
+war-dance, tossed his hat in the air, and kissed his aunt and Agnes a
+dozen times at least before taking his seat in the cab. "You had better
+go with your aunt in a hansom, Bertie," Uncle Clair said; "Eddie, Agnes,
+and I will go with the luggage. If you get to the station first, wait
+for us at the booking-office. Mind you don't get lost," he added, with a
+smile, as they drove away.
+
+"As if I could get lost in the City, Aunt Amy!" Bertie said proudly.
+"Why, I know the place by heart now; and shan't I be glad to get away
+from it for a whole week? Was it not kind of Uncle Gregory to give me a
+holiday?"
+
+"Very good, Bertie. You seem to get on capitally. Do you know, dear, I
+am sorry we did not try to persuade Eddie to take his place in the
+office too: I almost think he would have been happier, and have got on
+better; he does not seem very contented with us, and, worst of all, he
+does not make much progress in the profession he has chosen. Agnes is
+far ahead of him."
+
+"But Eddie is very clever, Aunt Amy: he can do anything if he likes,"
+Bertie cried loyally. "And I do not think he would get on with Uncle
+Gregory: he would never like the City; besides, Eddie never cared to be
+told to do anything. Even poor papa used to say, 'Please, Eddie,' or
+'Perhaps you will do so, Eddie.' Now, Uncle Gregory orders me to do
+forty different things in different ways every day, and I don't mind a
+bit; but Eddie would stand and look at him, and frown so, and just walk
+away. My brother would never get on with Uncle Gregory, Aunt Amy,"
+Bertie repeated gravely. "Eddie would never make a merchant."
+
+"And your uncle Clair says he will never make an artist, unless he
+changes greatly," said Aunt Amy, rather sadly. "Poor Eddie! I am really
+very anxious about his future: he is so like his father: his ideas are
+quite magnificent, but he has no energy."
+
+"He's clever, though, auntie; papa often said Eddie was a genius,"
+Bertie whispered, "and I can work enough for us both. When I am rich,
+and can buy back Riversdale, Eddie will be quite happy. You don't know
+how different he will be when he gets back to our beautiful home," and
+Bertie's eyes sparkled, and his cheeks flushed at the thought, for the
+dream of Bertie's life was to get back Riversdale. The anxieties of the
+great establishment in Mincing Lane never touched him; he knew nothing
+of risks, disappointments, or failures; in fact, Bertie never even
+thought of such things, for he was but a child at heart, and had perfect
+faith in his uncle's assurance that if he were only a good, obedient,
+industrious boy he would be very rich some day, and get back his home.
+But no thought of the busy City, the close, dusty office, or the hot
+library at Kensington troubled him as he took his seat in the train, and
+was whirled at the rate of fifty miles an hour southward. Eddie sat
+silently looking out of the window, envying his brother's high spirits;
+he could not think what made Bertie so happy when he felt discontented
+and miserable, and thoroughly dissatisfied with everything in the world.
+Agnes, too, seemed infected with some of Bertie's good humour; her eyes
+sparkled, her cheeks flushed, and she laughed merrily at the utter
+nonsense her cousin chattered incessantly, while poor Eddie hugged his
+discontent, and made the most of his misery. And yet he had no real
+cause to be unhappy: every one was kind, gentle, patient with him; he
+had not a reasonable wish in the world ungratified; and yet he sat
+silent, drumming with his fingers on the window of the carriage, while
+the others chatted and laughed, and seemed as if they could not keep
+still for very enjoyment.
+
+"Oh, auntie, how lovely it is!" Agnes cried, "Look how the sun shines on
+the trees, and the brook looks like summer lightning. It is good to get
+away from London, and see the country once more; and such a sky, Bertie!
+you don't have anything like that in Mincing Lane!"
+
+"No; but though our skies may be somewhat inky, Miss Agnes, they have a
+silver or a golden lining," Bertie replied, with the air of a judge. "We
+don't want sunshine in the City, because we have no time to look at it;
+and besides, we have plenty of gas and electric light."
+
+Eddie frowned, and was going to say something about his brother's want
+of artistic taste, when Uncle Clair interrupted him by a hearty laugh.
+
+"Really, Master Bertie, you are becoming quite a philosopher as well as
+a capitalist and man of business. Now then, youngsters, gather up your
+parcels; we shall be in Brighton in about five minutes, and then for a
+glimpse of the glorious sea."
+
+"Why, Uncle Harry, I've never seen it!" Bertie exclaimed, as if he were
+very much surprised at not having given the matter a thought before.
+"All the way down I never seemed to think we were going to the sea-side:
+I was so glad to get away from London. Will you let us have a boat,
+Uncle Harry?"
+
+"That depends, Bertie; if the weather keeps fine we may go for a sail
+some day."
+
+"Bertie fancies we could pull about in a little punt on the ocean as we
+did on the river at home," Eddie said, rather scornfully. "He has no
+idea what the sea is like."
+
+"Well, well, he will know better presently, for here we are," Uncle
+Harry said gently; and in a few minutes more they were all in a shabby,
+shaky, but roomy old carriage, driving along the Parade.
+
+"Oh!" Agnes whispered, catching Aunt Amy's hand. "Oh, how beautiful! I
+feel as if I can't breathe, auntie."
+
+"It is jolly!" Bertie cried, in his hearty, downright way. "What a place
+for a swim, Eddie!"
+
+"The idea of thinking the sea only a place for swimming!" Eddie replied
+contemptuously. "I----"
+
+"You can't swim a bit: that's the reason you don't care about it,"
+Bertie cried merrily. "But Eddie can pull better than I can, Uncle
+Harry, so you will hear him say presently, 'What a lovely place for a
+row!' and I do believe it's not a bit rougher than our little river."
+
+"It's very calm to-day, but sometimes it wears a very different aspect,
+Bertie."
+
+"I don't believe it ever could be really rough, just like Turner's
+pictures," Eddie grumbled. "It's not a bit like what I thought it would
+be."
+
+"It's ten times prettier than anything I ever saw," Bertie cried
+enthusiastically. "Just look at all the boats, and such pretty houses,
+and the donkeys, Eddie. Oh, Uncle Harry! may we have a donkey-ride? and
+such lots of boys!"
+
+"What a pity poor Eddie did not leave his enemy at home, and he would be
+as happy as Bertie," Mr. Clair said in a very low voice to Aunt Amy; and
+she only shook her head and smiled sorrowfully; but the words, though
+spoken in a very low tone, reached Bertie's quick young ears, and he
+glanced at his brother in sore perplexity. But at that moment the
+carriage stopped at the house where Mr. Clair had secured apartments,
+and in the bustle of getting in the packets, exploring the rooms,
+exclaiming at the beautiful view from the balcony, and Bertie's sudden
+discovery that it was a glorious place to test the powers of a
+pea-shooter or catapult, he forgot all about Uncle Clair's words and
+Aunt Amy's sorrowful smile; and even Eddie thawed a little, and agreed
+that a beautiful full-rigged ship, with the bright sun shining on her
+snow-white sails, was a pretty-enough picture to please even an artist.
+
+But that night, when Bertie laid his tired head on the pillow--he had
+been running and dancing along the beach for hours--his last waking
+thought was, "I must find out who's Eddie's enemy; and if he's not a lot
+a bigger fellow than I am, I'll thrash him!"
+
+
+CHAPTER IX.--A HAPPY ENCOUNTER.
+
+Brighton in the first days of August is hot and dusty, noisy, and
+crowded with people; excursionists pour in by thousands, German bands
+and organs seem to spring up under one's feet at every step. The sun
+blazes in the windows of the houses on the Marine Parade all day, and
+the fine, dry, chalky dust from the Downs is apt to be irritating to
+delicate throats; but for all that, Brighton in August is delightful, at
+least to children. Then they may pass an almost amphibious existence
+without danger of catching cold. Foremost in every mischief, bravest in
+every danger, most fortunate in every escapade, was Bertie. No one could
+look at his sparkling eyes and rosy cheeks, hear his merry laughter,
+watch him skip, jump, and dance along the beach, without saying, "There,
+at least, is one happy boy," and feeling glad that there was so much
+capacity for pure enjoyment in the world. He dragged Eddie and Agnes
+with him hither and thither, till by sheer force of energy and example
+he forced them to share his happiness, and brought the roses to their
+cheeks too; he would have dragged Aunt Amy and Uncle Clair about in the
+same way, only they drew the line at taking off shoes and paddling in
+the water, and begged to be allowed to sit still on the beach and watch
+them. However, one day, very much to his astonishment, he met his Aunt
+Gregory and his cousins walking on the Parade, and Bertie nothing
+doubted but they would be glad to join his many expeditions in search of
+fun; but the boys had many other acquaintances in Brighton, and felt
+half ashamed to acknowledge a relative who was only a junior clerk, and
+refused very distinctly to go down on the beach, and be friendly with
+Eddie and Agnes. Indeed, as soon as Mrs. Gregory understood that Mr. and
+Mrs. Clair were also by the sea-side, she became very chilling to
+Bertie, and asked when he was going back to his office.
+
+"Next Monday, aunt; but the others will stay for another fortnight,"
+Bertie answered brightly, without the least shade of discontent on his
+face.
+
+"And why must you return before the others, my lad?" a gentleman said,
+advancing a step, and looking at Bertie steadily. "If I don't mistake, I
+have met you before somewhere. Where was it?"
+
+[Illustration: "'I REMEMBER YOU QUITE WELL,' HE SAID."]
+
+"You have seen him at our house, perhaps, Mr. Murray," Dick Gregory said
+carelessly; he had been walking with the gentleman, and discussing a
+trip in Mr. Murray's yacht, and did not want to be interrupted; indeed,
+he was far from being pleased at meeting Bertie. "You know, he's in
+papa's office in the City," he added, seeing the gentleman still looked
+puzzled.
+
+"No, cousin; I think Mr. Murray saw me at Riversdale," Bertie said, a
+little shyly, for a pair of keen dark eyes were fixed on his face. "He
+used to come and see papa often; but I think he would remember Eddie
+better than me: he saw him oftener."
+
+"Oh dear me! yes, of course; why, I remember you quite well," he said.
+"You are Herbert, the dreadful little boy who snow-balled me one day,
+and Eddie drew caricatures of me. Dear me! Mrs. Gregory, how strange
+you never mentioned the Rivers' being here. This boy's father is one of
+my oldest and dearest friends. I shall be delighted to meet him."
+
+For a moment there was an awkward silence; Mrs. Gregory looked red and
+confused, her two sons turned round and studied the sea, then Bertie
+looked up suddenly. "Papa is not here, sir: he--he is dead," he said
+steadily, but in an earnest voice. "I am in Uncle Gregory's office;
+Eddie is learning to be an artist with Uncle Clair. Poor papa lost his
+money, and we're going to try and get rich, to buy back Riversdale."
+
+"Buy back Riversdale!" Mr. Murray cried. "You don't mean----" then
+glancing at Mrs. Gregory's confused expression, and the sudden gravity
+that had replaced the mirth in Bertie's eyes, he stopped, and puckered
+up his forehead in the strangest way.
+
+"Is this boy, Herbert Rivers, staying with you?" he asked presently,
+turning to Mrs. Gregory.
+
+"No, indeed; I did not even know he was here. I fancied he was at the
+office, as usual."
+
+"Oh! then how did you come to be here, child? Are you alone?" Mr. Murray
+asked.
+
+"I am with Uncle and Aunt Clair. Last Saturday Uncle Gregory said I
+might have a week's holiday and spend it with my brother, so I just ran
+straight off to Fitzroy Square, and found them all in the hall just
+starting for Brighton. Oh, it has been so splendid!"
+
+"So you must go back to town to your office next Monday?" the gentleman
+said, after a moment's frowning. "Well, well, we shall see; this is
+Thursday. Where does your Uncle Clair live?"
+
+Bertie told him the address: it was within a stone's throw; and as Mr.
+Murray noted down the number, and glanced at the house so as to remember
+it, he saw that the balcony was strikingly decorated with some of the
+children's trophies. Long trailing sprays of damp dark-brown seaweed
+hung over the railings; there was quite a large heap of sea-stones, and
+a few shells piled up in one corner. Bertie's schooner was firmly
+anchored to a crimson bucket in another; there was a camp-stool before
+an easel standing in the open window, and a low chair with cushions
+outside. Altogether, the aspect of the rooms occupied by Uncle Clair
+pleased Mr. Murray.
+
+As they walked along the parade Mr. Murray was unusually silent; the
+boys watched him, and saw by the expression of his face that he was
+thinking deeply. But it was not till he met their father at the aquarium
+that Mr. Murray said a single word about Bertie Rivers. Then both
+gentlemen stood in a quiet corner, and talked so long and so earnestly
+that both Mrs. Gregory and the boys became impatient, and not a little
+curious. What could they possibly have to say about the little junior
+clerk? and yet they were sure he was the subject of their conversation.
+
+Mrs. Gregory looked more anxious than curious. Mr. Murray was a very old
+friend of the Rivers' family, and though absence from England for
+several years caused him to be quite ignorant of the calamities that had
+overtaken the master of Riversdale, the death of his brother Frank, and
+the loss of his fortune, he was still deeply interested in the family,
+and heard with regret of the almost friendless condition of Mr. Rivers'
+sons.
+
+"I wish you had told me all this sooner," he said at length. "We might
+have done something better for that fine lad."
+
+"He will do very well," Mr. Gregory replied, a little coldly. "You
+should be the last person in the world to object to business."
+
+"I don't object, only the boy is too young--a mere child. Why did not
+you send him to school with your boys, for a few years at least?"
+
+"I do not think that would be any true kindness. It would only make him
+dissatisfied with his future position, perhaps. Bertie is doing very
+well."
+
+Mr. Murray said no more, but all the remainder of the afternoon he
+thought a great deal of his old friend Mr. Rivers and his boys, and the
+more he reflected the less pleased he felt at Mr. Gregory's treatment of
+Bertie, and the undisguised contempt Dick and Harry expressed for their
+cousin. He resolved to call the very next morning on Mr. Clair, and have
+a talk with him about the lads, for Mr. Murray had a very strong reason
+for being interested in their future. It was he who had persuaded their
+father to invest money in the speculation that ended so disastrously,
+but he had no idea that Mr. Rivers became such an extensive shareholder;
+he forgot that a simple country gentleman, without either knowledge or
+experience, could not be as prudent and far-seeing as a man all his life
+acquainted with business. Mr. Murray had been a loser in the mines
+himself, but to a comparatively slight extent, and as he was an
+exceedingly rich man, he only regarded the matter as one of the casual
+losses incurred in business. But his old friend's losses troubled him
+deeply, and he resolved to do everything in his power to repair the
+effects of his well-meant, but unfortunate, advice.
+
+Mr. Murray was an old bachelor, very rich, and some people said very
+eccentric, though, in truth, his eccentricity was only indiscriminate
+generosity. He was very fond of children, boys especially; he often
+spoke of adopting some promising lad to inherit a portion of his great
+fortune, and continue the grand old firm in the City that had flourished
+for over a hundred years as Murray and Co. For many reasons Mr. Gregory
+hoped that one of his boys would be chosen, and lately everything had
+seemed like it; therefore, the sudden interest Mr. Murray seemed to take
+in Bertie caused Mr. and Mrs. Gregory some uneasiness, especially as the
+gentleman said at dinner that evening that the yachting excursion would
+have to be put off for some days, as he wished to make the acquaintance
+of his old friend's sons, and learn a little more of their history, and
+meant to call at their address the next morning.
+
+(_To be continued._)
+
+
+
+
+AN APPLE SONG.
+
+
+  The Autumn sunshine falls so warm,
+    So warm in the orchard green,
+  A golden tent is the apple-tree;
+    And under the leafy screen
+  Sits Rex, in the curve of a mossy bough,
+    As high as he can go,
+  Dropping the apples red and brown
+    To his Cousin Prue below.
+
+  Sweet Prue, knee-deep in the cool green grass,
+    Spreads wide her pinafore,
+  The ripe fruit falls in a golden rain,
+    By two, by three, by four;
+  With watchful eye and ready hand
+    She lets no apple fall--
+  As fast as Rex can throw them down
+    She catches one and all.
+
+  The blackbird on the topmost bough
+    Is singing loud and clear,
+  The children shouting at their task
+    It does him good to hear.
+  He watches them with his bead-black eyes,
+    And blither still he sings;
+  But clearer than dear blackbird's note
+    The children's laughter rings.
+
+
+
+
+MORNINGS AT THE ZOO.
+
+VIII.--IN THE FISH-HOUSE.
+
+
+Of the Fish-house at the London Zoological Gardens it must be said that
+its contents are decidedly "mixed," for it is the home not only of a few
+specimens of the finny tribe, but also of some wading and diving birds,
+of a very curious amphibian, of a few shrimps, and of several of the
+beautiful flower-like sea-anemones. The collection, however, loses
+nothing in point of interest because of its varied character, and will
+repay a good deal more study than it seems to receive from visitors.
+
+[Illustration: SEA-ANEMONES.]
+
+Some of the fishes are as common as the schoolboy's familiar friend, the
+minnow. Others, like the cat-fish and sea-horse, are rare--in England,
+at any rate. Then there are kinds known to every lover of angling, such
+as the perch and pike. Seldom has a popular name been so aptly bestowed
+as in the case of the pretty little sea-horses. In the upper half of
+their wee bodies they have all the equine look and bearing, but in the
+lower half there is a great falling-off in the likeness, excepting that
+both animals have tails. But the tail of the sea-horse is a most useful
+appendage. The tiny creature can twine it round marine weeds and
+vegetables, and by this means drifts along with the current into far
+distant seas and strange climes. To this cause the occasional discovery
+of foreigners upon British coasts has been ascribed. With regard to the
+name of the cat-fish, one must not be quite so particular. There is, on
+a cursory glance, enough of the appearance of pussy about the head of
+this curious animal to explain how the title came to be applied to it.
+It strikes one as being rather a morose and surly creature, an
+impression that is fully borne out when one learns that it will fight
+desperately when captured.
+
+Though the flounders can scarcely be considered as other than common
+fishes, they always are worth watching. Tom Noddy was all head and no
+body, but they may be regarded as being nearly all body with very little
+head, and the two bright black eyes, which look as if they were "stuck
+on," give them a rather comical aspect. You will find them inquisitive,
+too. Put your finger in front of their tank, and they will all flock to
+see what it is. On the contrary, other fishes, such as the pike and
+carp, will remain stolid and indifferent to any movement you may make,
+and some, like the timorous trout--for which Isaak Walton loved to angle
+above any fish,--will be so dreadfully upset at the appearance of your
+digit that they will dart off in every direction.
+
+Little folk may be expected to feel special interest in the pikes, those
+"fresh-water wolves" and "tyrants of the rivers," as they have been
+styled in consequence of their ferocity. They thrive well despite their
+savage gluttony, and attain to a green old age. One was captured in a
+pond in Sweden, in 1449, with a ring round its neck, which bore an
+inscription which showed that it had been placed in the pond more than
+two hundred years before. However that may be, there is no doubt that
+the pike is a long liver. It is so destructive, that it will clear a
+pond of all the fishes, not hesitating to attack those even that are
+nearly as big as itself. There is a case on record of a pike fastening
+on the lips of a mule, which had been taken to drink in the pond. They
+have been known to bite at swans and geese, and altogether Jack Pike is
+a most voracious creature. It may be assumed also that it is unsociable,
+for it generally swims about by itself, and not in shoals or in
+companies like other fishes.
+
+[Illustration: IN THE ORCHARD. "_AN APPLE SONG_" (_p. 170_).]
+
+Among other inmates of this house which call for mention are carp,
+gobies, dace, roach, bullhead, gurnard, mullet, basse, and conger-eels.
+They lead a monotonous sort of life, swimming to and fro in their tanks,
+in a wearisome way. But their graceful movements and curious colours are
+worth notice. The conger-eels are comparatively small specimens. Those
+in the deep sea sometimes attain a gigantic size. They are able to use
+their tail as a hand, and have been known by means of it to seize the
+gunwale of the boat in which they were imprisoned and jump into the sea.
+
+[Illustration: THE MARINE BULLHEAD.]
+
+One of the quaintest and most interesting inmates of the house, however,
+is not a fish but an amphibian. There are two groups of amphibians, one
+called _tailless_--to which frogs and toads belong--and the other
+_tailed_, of which the newt and the axolotl are members. The Zoological
+Society are fortunate enough to possess specimens of both the black and
+white axolotl. This creature, which is a native of Mexico, has a strange
+life-history not unlike that of the frog. It has a sort of tadpole stage
+of existence, in which it is furnished with a collar of gills and lives
+in the water. After a while it loses its gills, and its tail and legs
+grow much less fish-like. There is a kind of lizard look about its
+permanent form. In the first period of its history it is styled
+_axolotl_; in the final period it becomes known as _amblystome_. They
+say its flesh is esteemed a delicacy in Mexico.
+
+Visitors seem to regard the anemones--the "most brilliant of living
+flower gardens," as Charles Kingsley called them--as useful in the way
+of ornament, and pass their tanks without paying further heed to them.
+This is not the case with respect to the diving birds, which are beyond
+all question the centre of attraction in the fish-house. The birds
+comprise a darter, a cormorant, a guillemot, and a penguin. The
+first-named is seldom seen in this country. It is a largish bird with
+webbed feet, long thin neck, and spear-like bill. When swimming in the
+water with its body entirely submerged, it looks not unlike a snake
+forging along. Hence it is also known as the snake-neck. The cormorant
+and darter, though here classed for convenience' sake among the divers,
+really belong to the pelican family. The guillemot is a diving bird
+found in the Northern seas, while the penguin may be looked upon as
+representing the divers of the Southern Ocean. The penguin is a most
+awkward bird ashore, but in its native element its movements are elegant
+and rapid. When the keeper has placed some food in the water-tank, the
+darter is fetched from its cage. The bird takes a swim round, then spots
+its prey and goes for it with unerring aim. Rising to the surface it
+throws the fish in the air, catches it in its beak, and bolts it with
+business-like despatch. It then goes fishing again, and after its wants
+have been supplied it returns to its house. The other three birds are
+allowed to dine together. There is no squabbling amongst them. Enough
+fishes are thrown in to keep them occupied for a few minutes. The speed
+with which the guillemot cuts the water is truly amazing. Once more one
+has an opportunity of noticing the clumsiness of the penguin when it
+tries to leave the water. At either end of the tank a platform with
+transverse bars is let down for the convenience of the birds, but the
+silly penguin, instead of going to the end of the platform and gradually
+working its way upward, sometimes endeavours to climb up the side, its
+frantic struggles to do so being ludicrous. It does not appear to
+possess sufficient sense to find its way out in the easiest manner, for
+Mr Keeper has to assist it with a long iron pole with a hook at the end,
+by means of which he pushes the bird along to the foot of the platform.
+The feeding of the birds is a very instructive performance. Unless some
+such occasion were afforded us of seeing these essentially aquatic birds
+in the water, one could not have the slightest idea of the power and
+grace of their movements.
+
+And in leaving the fish-house let me say that this educational value, so
+to speak, of the Zoological Gardens undoubtedly forms one of their
+strongest claims upon public support.
+
+JAMES A. MANSON.
+
+
+
+
+WHAT CAME OF A FOXGLOVE.
+
+A FAIRY STORY.
+
+
+Behind, before, in the branches of the trees, amongst the blades of
+grass, creeping under the mushrooms, swinging on the foxgloves, and
+clinging to the ragged-robin, were the fairies.
+
+Blanche and Belinda did not see them, because of the bright golden
+sunshine, which hides the fairies from mortal sight; but the fairies saw
+the two girls walking arm in arm through the wood.
+
+Blanche stooped to gather a splendid crimson foxglove, which she shook
+gently, saying,
+
+  "The bells shall ring
+  For the fairy king;
+  Ding, dong, bell!
+  Ding, dong, bell!"
+
+But, alas! as she shook it, no fewer than seven little fairy pages fell
+to the ground. They were not much hurt, but they were very indignant at
+being knocked about in that manner; also the feathers in their caps were
+much ruffled.
+
+They sprang to their feet feeling very angry, especially as the other
+fairies were laughing.
+
+  "We are the Queen's pages,
+  And very great our rage is!"
+
+they shouted.
+
+And then, as they looked more carefully at one another and saw how
+tossed and tumbled were their pretty suits of embroidered white velvet,
+they burst out crying, saying--
+
+  "We are not fit to be seen
+  By her Majesty the Queen;
+  Our clothes are all blue and green,
+  Who will wash and make them clean?"
+
+"I will," said the Fairy Queen; "I saw it all, and I am very angry.
+
+  My pages shall not be
+  Treated so shamefully!"
+
+And her face grew as red as a peony.
+
+But Blanche and Belinda knew nothing of all this; they had not any idea
+that the fairies were in the wood.
+
+Blanche had just thrown down the foxglove, for suddenly there issued out
+of every flower clusters of bees, that buzzed and hummed and made a
+dense cloud around the two little sisters until they could not see one
+another.
+
+
+II.
+
+And then--
+
+Why, suddenly all the bees disappeared as quickly as they had come, and
+all was sunshine and brightness again; and Belinda was not stung, though
+she looked at her arms and hands, and felt her forehead and cheeks and
+neck, expecting to be covered with great smarting lumps. Instead of
+which, she had never been freer from pain; and the world around had
+never looked so beautiful as it did to-day, with so many butterflies of
+divers colours, and great green dragon-flies, that she wondered where
+they all came from. The wood-path, too, grew more lovely, and patches of
+blue sky appeared through the branches of the trees.
+
+All at once she cried out--
+
+"Blanche! Blanche!"
+
+For Blanche was nowhere to be seen; and though she hunted in and out
+among the trees and bushes, she could not find her. No one answered,
+except the echoes repeating, "Blanche! Blanche! where are you?"
+
+[Illustration: "WALKING ARM IN ARM."]
+
+And then Belinda sat down, and she began to cry.
+
+[Illustration: "HE ... STOOD WITH HIS HAT IN HIS HAND."]
+
+
+III.
+
+Belinda cried for half an hour without stopping, and her eyes were
+swollen up, and her cheeks wet with tears. Some one was standing by her,
+and a voice was saying--
+
+  "Why are you crying, little girl, I pray,
+  On such a pleasant sunny summer day?
+  I'm a little packman, with my funny pack.
+  Such a weight! oh, such a weight! to carry on my back.
+  What will you buy, maiden? what will you buy?
+  Half a dozen handkerchiefs, to wipe your cheeks quite dry?"
+
+Belinda looked up, and in her surprise left off crying. Before her stood
+a small boy with a bundle of wheat over his shoulder. He looked tired
+and melancholy, and not by any means as jovial as might have been
+expected from his words.
+
+"Handkerchiefs!" said Belinda, disdainfully. "Why, you've nothing but a
+wisp of straw over your shoulder, and it can't be any weight."
+
+"Try it," said the boy, throwing it down upon the ground.
+
+But Belinda took no notice of it.
+
+"And you're not a packman, only a little boy," she said, angrily; "how
+can you tell such stories?"
+
+The melancholy-looking boy answered--
+
+  "Perhaps I'm a king in disguise,
+  Although of a very small size;
+  If you were a little more wise,
+  You might find in my pack a great prize.
+
+However, I'll leave it for you, and the first young gentleman you meet
+with will, perhaps, pick it up and carry it home for you; for you will
+soon find you are not able to lift it yourself."
+
+And so saying the boy turned away, and Belinda was again alone.
+
+"Not lift a few ears of corn," she said, giving a slight kick to the
+heap at her feet.
+
+But as her foot touched it it was no longer a bundle of wheat, but a
+sack tied close at the mouth, and it expanded until it was as large as
+Belinda herself. Added to which there appeared to be something alive in
+it, for it moved from side to side as though some creature were
+struggling inside.
+
+"Oh! perhaps it is Blanche!" exclaimed Belinda, "and the boy has brought
+her back. He said 'a great prize,' and a king in disguise. He may have
+been a fairy, who can tell?"
+
+And she tried to open the sack, but to no purpose, for she only tore
+her fingers and made them bleed, and the blood dropped down on her frock
+and stained it, and she grew very hot.
+
+There was a glassy pool close by, so she knelt down and bathed her hands
+and face; and as she rose up she caught sight of herself in the pool,
+and for a moment she scarcely knew herself, for she was dressed so
+grandly. She had on a pink satin gown and a white satin apron with
+cherry-coloured bows, and a gauze cap, and red shoes with gold buckles.
+
+"I wonder wherever these clothes could come from?" she said aloud.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+The sack gave a roll, and whatever might be within was evidently trying
+to get out. And again she called out--
+
+"Blanche! Blanche!"
+
+She tried to lift up the sack, for she thought if she could drag it
+along she might in time find some one who could open it.
+
+But she found that the melancholy boy was right, she could not move it.
+
+"And I am not likely to meet with any one in this part of the wood."
+
+
+IV.
+
+Some one was whistling in the distance.
+
+Belinda listened.
+
+Then she cried out, "Help! help!"
+
+The footsteps came nearer, and a boy in a fine suit came along. As soon
+as he saw Belinda he made a low bow, and stood with his hat in his hand.
+
+"This must be a gentleman," thought Belinda, "or he would not be so
+polite."
+
+But she did not speak.
+
+"Did you not cry out for help?" asked the youth.
+
+"Yes," replied Belinda; "I have lost Blanche, and I want some one to
+find her, and to help me to carry this bag; for I can't lift it, and I
+believe there is a prize in it."
+
+"Prize!" repeated the boy; "I should think there was! Why this bag is
+full of wonderful magic toys, and if you let them out they will search
+the world over until they find anything that you have lost. Where did
+you get them from?"
+
+"A boy with a bundle of corn brought the sack. At least it wasn't a
+sack, but it turned into one--and----"
+
+"It must have been Oberon himself, the King of the Fairies, you know,
+who brought the sack to you."
+
+[Illustration: "OUT RUSHED THE TOYS."]
+
+"Ah!" returned Belinda, "he did say something about a king in disguise,
+but I did not believe him."
+
+"Perhaps if you had been more polite," answered the boy, "you would have
+found Blanche back by this time, for he knows all about her. The Queen
+has carried her away because she knocked her little pages about."
+
+"Knocked her little pages about! you are as foolish as the other boy.
+But if you know so much, pray where has the Queen hidden her?"
+
+"How should I know?" replied the boy.
+
+"Oh, dear!" exclaimed Belinda, and she began to cry again.
+
+"Do be wise," said the boy; "crying does no good."
+
+"Wise, prize, size, disguise," murmured Belinda.
+
+"What are you saying?" he asked.
+
+"Oh, nothing!" said Belinda.
+
+"That is not true," he answered; "you said some words; say them again."
+
+And as Belinda repeated the words the boy lifted up the sack quite
+easily, and cut the string that fastened it, with his knife. And his
+clothes changed even as Belinda's had done. He wore now a sort of helmet
+with a plume of feathers in it, and a slashed dress; and he knelt down
+and opened the mouth of the sack. Ah! was not Belinda astonished, for
+out rushed the toys--such toys--all of them able to move about. One of
+them, a man on horseback, galloped away over a bridge, in the distance;
+another ran up the mountain with a donkey following after him. A woman
+and a little child next rushed down into the valley, so did a boy with a
+dog that did not look like a dog running behind him.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+To all of these the youth said--
+
+  "Now be kind,
+  Find, find, find!"
+
+Belinda gazed in astonishment, for never had she seen such toys before.
+
+"Now," said the boy, as a white horse with a cart behind it emerged from
+a heap of carriages and toy soldiers, "jump in, and you and I will drive
+about the world till we find Blanche."
+
+"But we can't possibly get in," returned Belinda; "it is too small for
+one, certainly for two."
+
+"Do not be stupid," said the boy; "almost all mischief comes from
+stupidity; get in whilst I hold the horse."
+
+How Belinda got into the little cart she did not know; but in it she was
+with the boy beside her, and he was driving as fast as he could go. And
+there was plenty of room for both.
+
+The toy soldiers had mounted their horses and were riding behind them
+and at the side of them, for the boy had said--
+
+"Mount quickly, guards."
+
+And as they went along, Belinda presently heard the man on horseback and
+the woman and all the magic toys come clattering after them as hard as
+they could come.
+
+"Ah!" observed the boy; "we are on the right path; the King has sent
+them after us."
+
+"The King!"
+
+"Yes; did you not see a toll-man on the bridge?"
+
+"No," answered Belinda; but she whispered to herself, "a king in
+disguise; wise, prize, size."
+
+"You are getting more sensible," said the boy, as he drove faster and
+faster till the white cart-horse seemed to turn into a race-horse, he
+went so swiftly.
+
+"There will be an accident," said Belinda.
+
+And so there was, for the cart-wheel flew off, and down went the cart,
+and Belinda and the boy were tumbled into a ditch, whence they
+scrambled out and rolled down a grassy slope, on and on and on, such a
+distance that Belinda felt quite giddy.
+
+"This is the end of the drive," said the boy; "we need not trouble about
+the horse and cart. Follow me."
+
+And Belinda followed him.
+
+He pushed aside the red chestnut flowers and the sycamore branches, and
+as he did so all the birds seemed to wake up, and to sing a wonderfully
+beautiful song. There were nightingales singing, though it was day, and
+the larks were carolling as blithely as at early morn. As for the
+thrushes, their voices were so clear that Belinda was sure she could
+hear the words they were saying.
+
+Of course it was poetry, only Belinda had never heard such beautiful
+poetry before.
+
+And the waterfall was singing, so was the brook, but they sang a
+different song.
+
+  "Lullaby, oh, lullaby!
+  Slumbering let the maiden lie,
+  Sweetest dreams shall float around her,
+  Magic blossoms shall surround her.
+  Fairy chains shall keep her still,
+  Fairy wand ward off all ill,
+  Gnat or fly shall not come nigh,
+  Lullaby, oh, lullaby!
+  Sleep, sweet maiden, fear no harm,
+  Potent is the fairy charm."
+
+"Oh, boy! are they talking about Blanche?"
+
+"Hush!" said he; "come quietly."
+
+Belinda came softly, and looked where he pointed, and would have cried
+out--
+
+"Blanche!"
+
+[Illustration]
+
+But the boy put his hand over her mouth.
+
+Nevertheless they had found Blanche.
+
+Yes! there she was fast asleep on a crimson cushion with tall white
+lilies and bright poppies and splendid foxgloves nodding all round her
+and drowsily ringing their sweet bells; whilst a flood of fairy light
+fell over her. She looked very happy, as though she were having pleasant
+dreams.
+
+"Kiss her," said the boy.
+
+And Belinda stooped and kissed her.
+
+And then Blanche opened wide her eyes, saying.
+
+"Where have you been?" she asked; "I have had such a nice sleep. It all
+came from the foxglove."
+
+Belinda looked round to thank the boy, but he had vanished.
+
+So had the cushion and the lilies, and the poppies.
+
+"Why it's the old woodpath again," murmured Belinda. "I know the place
+quite well. Size, wise, prize, disguise; disguise, prize, size, wise,"
+she repeated; "yes, the young gentleman must have been a king in
+disguise."
+
+Blanche looked surprised.
+
+"Yes, that is just what I was dreaming of. I thought I had really quite
+lost you, and he brought you to me."
+
+Perhaps the youth was Oberon; but if so, of course he never told them.
+
+"But he must have been a great many Oberons," Belinda went on, musing;
+"the melancholy packboy, the toll-man, the young gentleman! Ah! it is of
+no use thinking about it, one only gets confused."
+
+[Illustration: "SHE WAS FAST ASLEEP."]
+
+But if she had had ears to listen to fairy music, she would have heard
+this song:--
+
+      "Each little page
+      Hath lost his rage,
+      The punishment is o'er;
+      The sisters twain
+      Have met again,
+      To separate no more.
+  So 'tis decreed by Queen and King,
+  Who now the two together bring."
+
+JULIA GODDARD.
+
+
+
+
+DAISY AND DOLLY.
+
+
+  Beneath the poplars' leafy screen
+    The shade is cool and sweet,
+  Where Daisy sits like any queen--
+    The sunbeams kiss her feet,
+  Steal round the border of her dress,
+  And one white dimpled arm caress.
+
+  She holds her dainty parasol
+    Above her playmate's head,
+  Lest the hot sun should touch her doll,
+    And fade the lovely red
+  In dolly's rosy cheek that lies,
+  Or dim her beautiful blue eyes.
+
+  She weaves a pretty dream, I know,
+    All in the garden shady,
+  How dolly was, long, long ago,
+    A little fairy lady,
+  And held her court on a green, green knoll,
+  Ere she became a mortal doll.
+
+  She thinks her blue-eyed pet knows all
+    The solemn words she speaks,
+  And feels the kisses soft that fall
+    Upon her mouth and cheeks:
+  And often when I see the two
+  I wish I were the doll--don't you?   R.
+
+
+
+
+STORIES TOLD IN WESTMINSTER ABBEY.
+
+_By_ EDWIN HODDER ("OLD MERRY").
+
+III.--ROYAL FUNERALS IN THE ABBEY.
+
+On the occasion of our last visit to the Abbey, I told you a little
+about the coronations that have taken place within its walls, and apart
+from the venerable fane itself, the principal object connected with that
+long chain of events was the antique royal chair, standing in the Chapel
+of Edward the Confessor. Returning to the same spot, we will now look
+around us, and we soon see that we are in the midst of a burying-place
+of English kings. Sebert and his Queen Ethelgoda have their monument
+beside the gate at the entrance to the chapels; but there is no
+authentic account of a funeral here before that of Edward the Confessor,
+whose ashes, after three removals, repose in the shrine close beside us.
+
+It was on January 5th, 1066, just after the consecration of his
+beautiful new Abbey, that the soul of St. Edward passed away. Englishmen
+were filled with gloomy forebodings at the event. Crowds flocked to see
+the body as it lay in the palace, with an unearthly smile on its rosy
+cheeks, and with the long thin fingers interlaced across the bosom.
+
+Then, attired in royal robes, and bedecked with crown, crucifix, and
+golden chain, they laid the remains before the High Altar of the Abbey.
+His wife Edith was afterwards laid beside him. After the Conquest, royal
+personages for a time were buried in Normandy, till "the good Queen
+Maud," the wife of Henry I. and niece of Edgar Atheling, was laid
+beside the Confessor. In rebuilding the Abbey, Henry III. provided a new
+shrine, to which the remains of the now canonised Edward were removed,
+and in which (except for a short time) they have since remained.
+
+Behind the shrine the king placed some holy relics, including a tooth of
+St. Athanasius, and a stone said to show a footprint of our Lord. For
+fifty years Henry watched his new Abbey growing to completion, and
+determined it should be the burying-place of himself and the Plantagenet
+line. He was laid temporarily in the place from which the Confessor's
+bones had been taken. His son Edward I., returning from the Holy Land,
+brought home porphyry, slates, and precious marbles to build the tomb to
+which Henry's body was transferred about twenty years after his death.
+The Abbess of Fontevrault was then in London, and the late king's heart
+was delivered into her hands to be deposited in the foreign home of the
+Plantagenets.
+
+[Illustration: DAISY AND DOLLY. (_See p._ 176.)]
+
+Henceforward many royal personages were brought to be buried near the
+Confessor's shrine; but I shall only mention the more prominent. When
+Queen Eleanor died in 1291, the course of the funeral _cortege_ from
+Lincoln to London was marked by twelve memorial crosses, and the Abbots
+of Westminster were bound to have a hundred wax lights burning round her
+grave for ever on the anniversary of her death. In 1307, after having
+placed in the Confessor's Chapel the golden crown of the last Welsh
+Prince, Llewellyn, and the Stone of Fate from Scotland, Edward I. was
+himself brought here to lie beneath the rough monument, from which it
+was hoped that, in accordance with his dying wish, his bones might at
+some time be taken and carried through Scotland at the head of a
+conquering army.
+
+In 1394, Richard II. buried here his beloved Queen Anne, the friend of
+the followers of Wickliffe. The palace of Sheen in which she died was
+destroyed by her sorrowing husband, and immense sums were spent on her
+funeral. For asking to go away before the ceremony was completed, the
+Earl of Arundel was struck on the head with a cane by the king, and
+brought to the ground with his blood flowing on to the Abbey pavement.
+The affair caused so much delay, that darkness came on before all was
+over. The tomb that covers her remains was intended by her husband for
+both, but whether Richard II. sleeps in the tomb that bears his name or
+not must remain a matter of doubt. Henry IV. brought a corpse from
+Pontefract to Langley, and Henry V. transferred it to this tomb; but few
+believed it to be really the body of the murdered king.
+
+England had never seen a grander royal funeral than that of Henry V. He
+died at Vincennes, and with great pomp his body was brought by Paris to
+London. At every stage between Dover and London, and again at St.
+Paul's, and at the Abbey, funeral services were performed. The closing
+scenes were very impressive, as the funeral car, amidst a blaze of
+torches borne by hundreds of surpliced priests, and followed by his
+three favourite chargers, came up the nave to the altar steps. Room for
+the tomb was made by clearing away the holy relics behind the
+Confessor's shrine. Here was placed the magnificent piece of
+workmanship, which we now behold, a tomb below, and above a chantry, in
+which for a year thirty poor persons were to read the Psalter of the
+Virgin and special prayers for the repose of Henry's soul. At the back
+of the chantry hung the king's indented helmet (in all probability the
+one worn at Agincourt), his shield, and his saddle. In the arch beneath
+lies the headless effigy of Henry, the silver head having been carried
+off when Henry VIII. was robbing the churches.
+
+Henry VI. was very fond of the Abbey. He chose a place for his tomb, and
+even paid the first instalment for its erection, in readiness for his
+own demise. But the civil wars hindered its completion; and I have
+already told you how Henry VII. meant to raise a special chapel for him
+and altered his mind.
+
+We will pass on now into the Chapel of Henry VII., the grand mausoleum
+of a race of kings, who looked back (as Stanley points out) not to
+Saxon Edward, but to British Arthur, as their great ancestor. A gloomy
+porch conducts us into a blaze of splendour. Walls, ceilings, and arches
+are richly decorated; the "stone seems by the cunning labours of the
+chisel (says Washington Irving) to have been robbed of its weight and
+density, suspended aloft as if by magic." Nobody seems to be quite sure
+who was the architect of this beautiful piece of workmanship. The king
+lavished vast sums of money on the costly edifice, and left plenty with
+the abbot for its completion after his death. And in the stalls monks
+were to sing masses for the repose of his soul, "while the world lasts."
+
+In April, 1509, Henry died, and was placed beside his Queen, Elizabeth
+of York, in the great vault beneath the chapel floor. His mother,
+Margaret, Countess of Richmond, was brought here three months
+afterwards, of whom it was said, "Everyone that knew her loved her, and
+everything that she said or did became her." She endowed charities,
+founded colleges, ended the civil wars by marrying her son to Elizabeth
+of York, and protected Caxton in his early labours.
+
+At the Reformation there was a carrying off of relics, a rifling of
+tombs, and a temporary disturbance of the Confessor's bones. But the
+royal tombs saved the Abbey from destruction, although Protector
+Somerset was on the point of pulling it down to build his new palace in
+the Strand. Edward VI. was buried here, and Anne of Cleves, and then, in
+1558, came Queen Mary, the last English monarch interred with Roman
+Catholic solemnities. In the same tomb reposes her sister Elizabeth, at
+whose funeral the national mourning was intense. An old chronicler tells
+us that, as her coffin was borne through the streets crowded with
+spectators, "there was such a general sighing, groaning, and weeping, as
+the like hath not been seen or known in the memory of man; neither doth
+any history mention any people, time, or state, to make like lamentation
+for the death of their sovereign." The tomb was raised above the two
+sisters by James I. He also raised the monument to his mother, Mary
+Queen of Scots, in the south aisle, and had her body removed to it from
+Peterborough. Devout Scots visited this tomb, as the shrine of a saint,
+and many miracles were said to have taken place here.
+
+In the north aisle of this chapel, beside two infant children of James
+I., are the remains of the murdered princes brought from the Tower. In
+the south aisle lies Henry Frederick, Prince of Wales, of whom such high
+hopes were entertained. Two thousand mourners swelled his funeral
+procession, but no monument marks his resting-place. Three years later
+the corpse of Arabella Stuart, the king's cousin, whom some would have
+put in his place, was brought up the Thames from the Tower at midnight,
+and placed without ceremony in the tomb of Mary, Queen of Scots. James
+I. came here in 1625 and was laid in the tomb of Henry VII.
+
+Under the Commonwealth the royal monuments suffered no harm; their
+dilapidations date (as we have said) from Henry VIII's time. The mother,
+sister, and favourite daughter of Cromwell were buried here; the great
+Protector himself was interred in the august Chapel of Henry VII.
+amongst the royal dead. For two months the body lay in state at Somerset
+House in a room hung with black, and lit with innumerable black candles.
+Then there was a grand procession, a magnificent hearse, and the usual
+ceremonies of a royal funeral. On the 30th of January, 1661, Cromwell,
+Ireton, and Bradshaw were dragged from their tombs to Tyburn, and there
+hanged and beheaded. Their bodies were buried beneath the gallows, and
+their heads set up over Westminster Hall.
+
+Charles I. was to have been brought from Windsor to a grand tomb in the
+Abbey, but Charles II. applied the 70,000 pounds voted for this purpose to
+other uses, and the matter dropped. This king's funeral was a hurried
+affair--it took place at night without pomp of any kind. To the same
+narrow vault was brought William III. Mary, after her death on December
+28th, 1694, had been interred here--"one of the saddest days," says
+Macaulay, "that Westminster had ever seen." She was the first English
+sovereign who was followed to her grave by both Houses of Parliament, as
+in other cases Parliament had expired with the sovereign.
+
+Eleven children of James II. and eighteen children of Queen Anne lie
+around the tomb of Mary, Queen of Scots. Queen Anne herself was brought
+in a coffin more enormous than that which inclosed the gigantic frame of
+her husband, Prince George, to the vault of her sister Mary. George II.
+and Queen Caroline repose in a black marble sarcophagus in the centre of
+the Chapel of Henry VII. And now Westminster Abbey ceased to be a
+burial-place of English kings and queens. George III. constructed a
+vault at Windsor for himself and his numerous family, and there his
+descendants have been interred.
+
+
+
+
+THE CHILDREN'S OWN GARDEN IN SEPTEMBER.
+
+
+The month of September is one of even more fickle and changeable a
+nature than most others; it is, however, one of very great importance to
+those who are desirous of securing plenty of geranium and other
+cuttings, for the next summer's work; because, should the month by
+chance happen to be a dry one, it will be almost impossible to obtain
+very many in consequence of so little growth being made. If, on the
+other hand, plenty of rain fall during the latter part of August and
+throughout September growth will be made both rapidly and vigorously,
+whereby cuttings can be taken almost _ad infinitum_. When the weather is
+of a congenial nature, perhaps few months in the year are more enjoyable
+in one's garden than that of September.
+
+                *       *       *       *       *
+
+The present month is the best one in which to consider the various
+effects--good or bad--which have been secured by growing certain plants
+in juxta-position with others. All incongruities or extremes arising
+from misplaced judgment or uncertain taste should be at once noted in a
+pocket-book reserved exclusively for gardening notes, comments, &c. It
+is ever so much easier to determine the proper positions of various
+colours, and situations of certain plants, when they are at the
+perfection of their beauty, than it is to allot them to certain
+imaginary quarters on plans, however skilfully drawn up, in winter.
+Indeed, it may be stated without reservation, that the only satisfactory
+means of insuring an harmonious blending and contrast of colours is by
+comparing the relative position which one plant of a certain colour and
+habit should occupy to another and different plant, when growth is
+perfected.
+
+                *       *       *       *       *
+
+Most bedding plants can be induced to continue flowering for a
+considerable period longer, if deprived of their seed-vessels so soon as
+these are formed, than they would otherwise do; geraniums, more
+especially. Not only does it hasten their decay to allow seeds to ripen,
+but materially enfeebles the entire plant. It is wise to secure as much
+beauty as is possible just now from your gardens, as a single and
+unexpected frosty night will destroy almost everything; nothing is more
+ephemeral than floral beauty.
+
+                *       *       *       *       *
+
+As last month, the chief attractions in the garden will be dahlias and
+hollyhocks; fine displays of roses often delight us throughout the
+autumnal months, and the last rose of summer charms us quite as much as
+the first one of spring. Rose-cuttings may still be taken, and those
+inserted last month should by this time be well-rooted plants, if
+properly treated, and must at once undergo a process of being gradually
+hardened off to the open air. Growing rose-shoots, having plenty of
+buds, must be carefully tied in. As regards very strong-growing plants
+which will need keeping within bounds, the operation of cutting them
+back requires the very greatest care, and our readers should get a
+practical gardener, if possible, to point out those which need trimming,
+and those to be left alone. Most young people possessing a knife
+generally commence sundry manoeuvres on the first plant or tree within
+reach, and generally with very disastrous results. Trimming and pruning
+of all sorts should, therefore, be only done by practical hands, and
+then the life of the plant will be in pretty safe keeping.
+
+                *       *       *       *       *
+
+Dahlias will require plenty of attention until frost commences its
+havocs; shoots will need thinning, and the branches must be secured to
+stout stakes firmly placed in the earth; autumnal winds wreak great
+destruction among such branches as are insecurely made fast, and a
+number of handsome blooms are thus destroyed without coming to
+perfection. Insects are very fond of infesting dahlias, and their
+depredations must be guarded against. Hollyhocks, if entirely free from
+disease, will still be handsome objects, but their beauty will be
+somewhat on the wane; seeds may be saved from the best flowers, and
+should be sown at once in a pan of light sandy soil, and placed in a
+cold frame. Rooted layers of carnations of all sorts and of every
+section should now be planted out into a rich light soil, or, what is
+more preferable, two can be placed in a 5-inch or 6-inch pot, and
+wintered thus under glass. Asters of various kinds, such as Chinese and
+German, will now be in full beauty, and where large single flower-heads
+are a desideratum, only two or three must be allowed beyond the bud
+stage. Asters are among the prettiest of autumn flowers, and for
+children's gardens we would recommend what are known as "Dwarf Bouquet."
+
+                *       *       *       *       *
+
+The present month is the one during which all tender or half-hardy
+plants used in summer gardening are "housed," or removed to their winter
+quarters under glass. It is courting failure to allow such plants as
+chrysanthemums, auriculas, geraniums, and many others, to be exposed to
+the influence of cold, frosty nights, as when the "fell destroyer"
+commences to exert its power all plants touched by it rapidly decay.
+Gladioli will now be clothed in the full glory of their gaudy, but
+handsome dress; they are comparatively easy to manage in well-drained
+spots, and being such continuous bloomers, at least three or four or
+even half a dozen should be in every small garden. In winter they must
+be covered by about six inches of litter; but in cold and ill-drained
+soils it will be safer to take the roots up during October, keeping
+these in a dry situation until the following spring.
+
+
+
+
+LEGENDS OF THE FLOWERS.
+
+THE SCARLET PIMPERNEL.
+
+
+  When skies are bright and winter's o'er,
+  And leaves and flowers return once more,
+  A little blossom 'mongst the grass
+  Peeps at wayfarers as they pass.
+
+  'Mongst gayer buds of larger size
+  It modest opes its purple eyes;
+  And those who love the flowers know well
+  The little Scarlet Pimpernel.
+
+  It hath a story of its own,
+  That unto country-folk is known;
+  For Nature's hand hath given it strange
+  Perception of the weather's change.
+
+  If clear will be the day, and fair,
+  It opens wide its petals rare;
+  But if the clouds should threaten rain,
+  It shuts them up quite close again.
+
+  The shepherds love the little flower
+  That tells them of the changeful hour,
+  And many a one asks, "Tell me, pray,
+  What weather there will be to-day."
+
+  And so in time another name,
+  In honour of its rare gift, came;
+  And the wee blossom 'mongst the grass
+  Was called the "Shepherd's Weather-glass."
+
+
+
+
+Our Music Page.
+
+
+"Let's away to the Woods."
+
+_In moderate time._
+
+_Words and Music by_ CHARLES BASSETT.
+
+VOICE.
+
+1. The tints of the trees are mellowing down From their summer green to
+a russet brown, And many a harvest is over and past, For Autumn has
+chas'd away Summer at last.
+
+2. The summer's warm glow has not died from the land, But is seen and
+felt upon ev'ry hand; From the orchard where apples hang ripe on the
+trees, To the thicket where nuts nod and dance in the breeze.
+
+3. The birds sweetly sing as they soar in the sky, And the squirrels
+frisk in the branches high; And it makes me as happy and merry as they
+To roam in the woods on a bright autumn day.
+
+Then away, let's away to the woods, Where the nuts and
+blackberries grow, Where the flow'rs at our feet send forth fragrance
+sweet--To the woods, to the woods let us go!... To the woods let us
+go!....
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: THE EDITOR'S POCKET-BOOK.
+
+JOTTINGS AND PENCILLINGS, HERE, THERE AND EVERYWHERE]
+
+
+Who were the Janizaries?
+
+About 1330 the Sultan Orkhan formed a military force out of Christian
+prisoners who had been compelled to become Mohammedans, and to these was
+given the name of Janizaries, from two Turkish words meaning new troops.
+A few years later they were more regularly organised, and granted
+special privileges, their number being increased to 10,000. Though for a
+time their ranks continued to be recruited from Christian prisoners, the
+service began, at length, to attract young Turks. Their chief officer,
+called the _aga_, wielded almost unlimited power. They fought on foot
+and were noted for the impetuosity of their charge. In course of time
+they manifested a rebellious spirit, often being the cause of
+conspiracies, riots, atrocities, and assassinations of rulers,
+statesmen, and high officials, and ultimately they grew to be more
+formidable to the Sultan than even foreign foes. Attempts to disband
+them were unsuccessful till Sultan Mahmoud II. finding himself opposed
+by them in 1826, managed to excite against them the fanatical zeal of
+other portions of his troops. Deserted by their _aga_ and other
+officers, they were utterly crushed, their barracks were burned, and
+their force was declared, on June 17, 1826, to be for ever dissolved. It
+is estimated that 15,000 of them were executed and more than 20,000
+banished. In this way this once famous body of men was extinguished.
+
+
+A Canine Guide.
+
+A Lincolnshire farmer has a dog that for practical wisdom will compare
+favourably with most men. Should its master leave anything--such as a
+stick or gloves--on the farm, he has but to make known by a sign the
+fact of his loss when off the dog will trudge, and not come home till it
+has found the missing article. It will permit a well-dressed man to
+enter the farm-yard by day, but should a beggar put in an appearance
+this respecter of persons will gently seize him by his clothes and see
+him safely off the premises. By night, however, all strangers approach
+at their peril. The farmer's sister lives on the adjoining farm,
+communication between the two farms being obtained by means of a single
+plank across the deep ditch that separates them. Sometimes the farmer's
+children want to visit their aunt, and they are always entrusted to the
+care of the dog. It marshals them in a small troop, conducts them to the
+bridge, where a halt is called. The bairns are then taken over one by
+one, doggie seizing hold from behind of the child's dress. It then waits
+for the return journey and escorts them home in the same way.
+
+
+The Taming of Bucephalus.
+
+Bucephalus, the famous steed of Alexander the Great, is said to have
+been broken in in the following manner. The horse was so fierce and
+unmanageable that no one would ride it. It had broken one man's neck,
+another man's leg, and seriously injured several others. An animal with
+such a reputation no doubt excited a good deal of attention, and
+Alexander was one day watching it in the Hippodrome or Circus, when it
+struck him that the horse was rendered ungovernable by fear of its own
+shadow. Accordingly he mounted it, and running it against the sun--so
+that its shadow fell behind--in due time succeeded in thoroughly
+subduing it. Tradition stated that through being the first to break in
+Bucephalus--which became his favourite charger--Alexander had fulfilled
+the condition which had been declared by an oracle to be necessary to
+his gaining the crown of Macedon.
+
+
+The Price of a Picture by Landseer.
+
+Sir Edwin Landseer's magnificent stag-picture called, "The Monarch of
+the Glen," and well known all over the world from engravings, was
+recently exposed to auction, when it fetched the enormous price of
+6,510 pounds. It is said that the painter sold it off his easel for 800
+guineas. The bidding at the sale began at 2,000 pounds, and by bids of one
+hundred guineas reached 4,000 pounds, at which price it was hoped that it
+might have been secured for the National Gallery. The competition,
+however, continued beyond that sum, until the picture was sold for 6,200
+guineas. Only one other picture by Landseer has brought a higher
+price--namely, the famous Polar Bear subject, "Man proposes, but God
+disposes," which realised 6,615 pounds.
+
+
+"Ignoramus."
+
+As commonly used nowadays this term is equivalent to "dunce," but it was
+originally employed as a law term. It is a Latin word, and literally
+translated means, "we do not know." In former days when a grand jury
+considered that a bill or indictment was not supported by sufficient
+evidence to prove the need for a trial, they wrote the word "ignoramus"
+on the back of it, signifying that they rejected it. The words used in
+present practice are simply "not a true bill," or "not found." But in
+course of time the old Latin term was made serviceable, as we have seen,
+in a new way.
+
+
+Saved by South Sea Islanders.
+
+Considering the reputation that most of the South Sea Islands used to
+enjoy for cannibalistic practices, it is pleasing to read that the
+natives of one of the isles in the Marshall group in the South Pacific
+Ocean rescued the crew of a vessel wrecked near Ujaal Island. A number
+of natives went in their boats to the wreck and took off the crew and a
+lady passenger, conveying them to an island some fifteen miles from the
+spot where the ship was lost, and treating them with great kindness.
+Tents were erected out of the sails of the wrecked vessel, which were
+removed for the purpose.
+
+
+A Strange Vow.
+
+Not long since there died in a workhouse in Southwark a pedlar who used
+to sell odds-and-ends on a tray on London Bridge, and who pretended to
+be deaf and dumb. It is said that, though clothed in rags, he was a
+Swiss gentleman of means who, stung by remorse, had vowed not to open
+his lips for ten years, to go bareheaded and barefooted, and to abandon
+for twenty years all the advantages of his fortune. His vow was rigidly
+kept, and at the period of his death he was in the fourteenth year of
+his singular penance.
+
+
+Honour among Cats.
+
+Seeing that pussy is by no means friendly to birds, it is rather
+gratifying to hear of a cat that was entrusted with the care of a
+shopful of birds and was true to her trust. She was shut in the shop for
+the purpose of doing battle with such rats and mice as might put in an
+appearance; and discharged this duty with signal success. Yet though it
+may have been--at first at any rate--a sore trial to her to keep her
+paws off the birds, she was able to resist every temptation to gratify
+her natural tastes, and might even have been seen quietly snoozing on
+the top of one of the cages.
+
+
+Memory in Parrots.
+
+These birds have retentive memories. A parrot that belonged to a lady
+recognised a black servant after three years' absence. Another bird was
+so fierce that no one in the house liked to touch it, but it would allow
+a lady visitor to handle it with impunity. It was at last given away, as
+its ill temper seemed incurable. About three years later this lady
+called upon a friend, when a parrot in the corner of the room became
+greatly excited. As it was generally very quiet in its demeanour, its
+mistress remarked the unusual behaviour, but her visitor on going up to
+the cage recognised her old friend of the savage disposition, which had
+not forgotten her. When she spoke to it the bird was much pleased, and
+came on to her hand and fondled her.
+
+
+The Clock-tower in Darmstadt Palace.
+
+The residential palace in Darmstadt, where Queen Victoria made a brief
+stay in the spring of this year, has a clock-tower the chimes in which
+discourse sweet music four times every hour. At the first quarter they
+strike up a verse of the stirring "Watch on the Rhine;" at the half-hour
+the familiar notes of "God save the Queen" fall upon the listener's ear;
+at the third quarter an air from the well-known opera of the "Marriage
+of Figaro," enlivens the palace; while the hour is hailed with the
+bridal chorus from Wagner's "Lohengrin."
+
+
+Oiling the Waves.
+
+During the last two or three years a good deal has been heard of
+experiments for calming an angry sea by pouring oil upon the troubled
+waters. This has been proved to have a marked effect, but it is
+interesting to note that the idea is by no means new. In 1844
+experiments were made in the North Sea, with a view to test this special
+property, and though several gallons were used on the occasion, no
+diminution of their rage was noticed in the waves. Captain Wilkes,
+however, the commander of the United States Exploring Expedition in
+the Antarctic Ocean, 1838-42, observed that the oil leaking from a
+whaler had a stilling influence upon the sea. And this quite agrees with
+the result of nearly, if not all, recent trials.
+
+[Illustration: ACTIVE VOLCANO IN REUNION.]
+
+
+Spider Knicknacks.
+
+A large trade is done at Santa Barbara, in South California, in the
+preparation of stuffed specimens of a big, ugly, vicious, poisonous
+spider. Cards decorated with these insect monsters are readily bought by
+tourists, by museums, and by science schools. This spider excites great
+curiosity on account of the nest with trap-door which it constructs with
+much skill, but though its native valleys abound with countless numbers
+of the homes and tunnels, yet hardly a living spider can be seen. It is
+for this reason, doubtless, that the demand for stuffed specimens is so
+considerable as to engage wholesale merchants as well as retail
+shopkeepers in meeting its supply.
+
+
+An Affectionate Dog.
+
+Early this year, a lady died in New York. She had had a Skye terrier as
+a pet for twelve years, and during the two months of her illness it
+remained by her bed. After the funeral it took up its old position by
+the bed, refusing to eat. A few days afterwards it found a pair of its
+mistress's shoes which had been thrown out of doors. The faithful animal
+brought them in its mouth to the bedroom, placed them on the floor, laid
+its fore paws and head across them, and continued in this position for
+several hours. Early one morning its mournful cries aroused the
+household, and exactly a week, to the very hour, after its mistress's
+death, the poor terrier expired beside the bed, its head and paws still
+resting on the cast-off shoes. This story shows how keenly some animals
+feel the loss of those who have treated them kindly.
+
+
+A Sagacious Cavalry Horse.
+
+Some weeks since a gentleman was knocked down by a cab in a busy street
+in London, and owed his escape from what might have proved a fatal
+accident to the sagacity of the horse by which the cab was driven. The
+hansom cab was going along at an ordinary pace, and the gentleman (who
+carried a bundle of papers) tried to pass it. In doing so he was knocked
+down, his papers were scattered, and he was himself in imminent danger
+of being run over, as the driver did not notice the accident in time to
+pull up. The horse, however, happened to be an old cavalry horse, and it
+neatly stepped over the prostrate body of the gentleman and stopped just
+as the wheels of the vehicle had reached his body. The gentleman was
+then dragged from his perilous position, much shaken and frightened, but
+in other respects uninjured.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+What is a Nabob?
+
+You have now and again met with the phrase, "rich as a nabob," and have
+perhaps wondered what a nabob had to do with riches. I will tell you.
+Under the Mogul Empire the provinces of India were administered by
+deputies called _nawab_, who commonly amassed great wealth and lived in
+much splendour. The title was used under British rule, but became
+gradually corrupted into _nabob_. In course of time it was applied
+generally to all natives who had grown rich, and latterly it was
+bestowed--more often in a derisive sense--upon Europeans who, having
+made large fortunes in India, returned to their native land and spent
+their money in a luxurious and ostentatious way.
+
+
+A Curious Volcano.
+
+Most active volcanoes have nothing very remarkable about them so far as
+the discharge of lava is concerned. In the Isle of Bourbon or Reunion,
+which lies in the Indian Ocean, there is, however, a volcano which is in
+a state of eruption twice every year. It occupies about one-sixth of the
+whole island, it often changes its crater, and the streams of lava
+sometimes reach to the sea. The surrounding district is called the
+Burned Land, from the desert aspect which it always wears. From the
+accompanying picture it will be seen that this volcano occasionally has
+several sources of lava.
+
+
+
+
+The "Little Folks" Humane Society.
+
+_THIRTY-FIRST LIST OF OFFICERS AND MEMBERS._
+
+
+_Officers' Names are printed in Small Capital Letters, and the Names of
+their Members are printed beneath. Where a short line, thus "----," is
+printed, the end of an Officer's List is indicated._
+
+                             AGE
+    44278 A. M. M. Weeks                   13
+    44279 Frank George                     11
+    44280 E. M. Hilling                    11
+    44281 Annie Ball                       14
+    44282 Herbert Kitchener, Islington, L  15
+    44283 James Baker                      10
+    44284 Fredk. Morley                    11
+    44285 Charles Russell                  12
+    44286 George Freeman                   13
+    44287 Ernest West                       9
+    44288 Edward Frayer                    13
+    44289 Albert Logsdon                   11
+    44290 William West                     10
+    44291 W. J. Thomas                     11
+    44292 Joseph Thomas                    10
+    44293 W. Nicholls                      15
+    44294 Walter F. Turner                 10
+    44295 Stanley Kingston                 11
+    44296 John Mitchell                    10
+    44297 Alfred Wright                    12
+    44298 S. Kitchener                     18
+    44299 Joseph Taylor                    12
+    44300 Alfred Alley                     11
+    44301 Mark Rapson                      11
+    44302 William Fansett                  14
+    44303 R. Archer                        12
+    44304 Edwin Pearce                     11
+    44305 J. Cooper                        11
+    44306 Harry Snow                       12
+    44307 Harry Dawkins                    11
+    44308 George Wheeler                   11
+    44309 James Green                      14
+    44310 Robt. Couchman                   10
+    44311 W. Cowling                        9
+    44312 C. Hardingham                    11
+    44313 James Cons                       14
+    44314 George Beaven                    11
+    44315 R. Kingston                      10
+    44316 Fred Marle                       12
+    44317 Alfred Archer                    10
+    44318 George Moss                      12
+    44319 Fredk. Follett                   10
+    44320 Fredk. Baker                     11
+    44321 Charles Barnicott                11
+    44322 H. Matthews                      11
+    44323 William Ellis                    11
+    44324 Herbert Tubbs                    10
+    44325 John Keuleman                    13
+    44326 William Croxford                 10
+    44327 Thos. Kingston                   11
+    44328 James Sturman                    11
+    44329 Henry Nicholls                    9
+    44330 H. Tissington                     9
+    44331 Charles Taylor                   12
+    44332 GEO. E. OGLE, Brighton           14
+    44333 Nellie Child                     14
+    44334 Florence A. Moss                 15
+    44335 K. Padwick                       10
+    44336 Adelaide M. Ogle                 20
+    44337 Mary C. Clark                    11
+    44338 Walter Payne                      8
+    44339 W. Padwick                       13
+    44340 Hy. Clark                        12
+    44341 N. E. Newman                     11
+    44342 George R. Mills                   7
+    44343 Emily Mills                       9
+    44344 Amy Mills                        10
+    44345 Kate M. Ogle                     18
+    44346 Emily Cousins                    13
+    44347 Grace Pyne                       11
+    44348 A. Hollingdale                   10
+    44349 George Pollard                   13
+    44350 Laura B. Godfree                 11
+    44351 Ellen Ogle                       10
+    44352 Ada Pyne                         13
+    44353 William A. Ogle                  13
+    44354 Annie Webber                      9
+    44355 Helen Perrin                     16
+    44356 Harry Perrin                     10
+    44357 Alice Webber                     10
+    44358 Albert L. Carter                 16
+    44359 Fredk. W. Mills                  12
+    44360 Alfred Pelling                   10
+    44361 G. Hollingdale                   13
+    44362 Elizabeth Scott                  11
+    44363 Alma Collis                      13
+    44364 Emma Heryet                      15
+    44365 Emma Tull                        12
+    44366 Agnes Scott                      13
+    44367 Albert Gearing                   10
+    44368 Arthur F. Parker                 11
+    44369 James Simmons                     8
+    44370 Violet M. Moss                   16
+    44371 George Webber                     8
+    44372 Geo. P. Newman                   15
+    44373 G. T. Swaffield                  14
+    44374 James French                     11
+    44375 Agnes Prudden                    12
+    44376 E. Mattheson                     11
+    44377 Charles Sier                      7
+    44378 Augusta Prudden                  19
+    44379 V. Cummings                      16
+    44380 CHARLOTTE A. CROSSMAN, Limehouse 12
+    44381 Fanny E. Jones                   14
+    44382 Alice Fetter                     14
+    44383 Edna G. Pattison                 14
+    44384 E. E. Fullick                    13
+    44385 Margaret Clark                   13
+    44386 Florence E. Davis                12
+    44387 Julia Page                       12
+    44388 Laura A. Young                   15
+    44389 Sarah Crawley                    14
+    44390 L. M. Crossman                   10
+    44391 Margt. Scruton                   10
+    44392 Jane Crossman                     7
+    44393 Florence Peck                    13
+    44394 F. A. Bowers                     10
+    44395 Ada E. Craddock                  13
+    44396 Elizab. A. Gibbs                 15
+    44397 E. M. Buckman                    10
+    44398 Ada Smith                        12
+    44399 Phoebe Povey                     11
+    44400 Maud Curno                       14
+    44401 Ethel Pattison                   10
+    44402 Ann A. Halcrow                   14
+    44403 Rose A. Jordan                   14
+    44404 Charlotte Smith                  11
+    44405 H. J. D. Webb                    16
+    44406 E. J. Harper                     13
+    44407 E. M. Perkins                    13
+    44408 Alice Hubbard                    11
+    44409 Alice Webb                       15
+    44410 William Jordan                    9
+    44411 E. Hutchison                     12
+    44412 Emma Speaight                    13
+    44413 Kate Moate                       13
+    44414 A. E. Drayson                    13
+    44415 Rosa G. Webb                     13
+    44416 A. F. Bennett                     7
+    44417 Blanche Childs                   11
+    44418 C. C. Pettersson                 12
+    44419 Amy L. Hicks                     10
+    44420 Emily Cameron                    10
+    44421 Sarah P. Findley                 16
+    44422 Marion Cameron                   13
+    44423 Nellie Wardle                    13
+    44424 Alice Bowller                    13
+    44425 Emily Bennett                    13
+    44426 A. Whittenbury                   11
+    44427 E. Whittenbury                   14
+    44428 Annie Pitter                     13
+    44429 A. C. Ohlsen                     19
+    44430 Florence Crispe                  12
+    44431 Edith Larter                     10
+    44432 AMY WELLER, Poplar               14
+    44433 Florence Bull                    10
+    44434 M. C. Stupple                    12
+    44435 Sophia Osborn                    20
+    44436 M. M. Mackrow                    14
+    44437 H. A. Christmas                  15
+    44438 Rachel Bull                       8
+    44439 Ann Priest                       16
+    44440 Elizabth. Holmes                 14
+    44441 Eliza E. West                    15
+    44442 H. Wiseman                       13
+    44443 Annie Sherlock                   14
+    44444 Florence Barrett                 12
+    44445 Louisa Price                     11
+    44446 Wm. Southgate                    14
+    44447 Thomas Osborn                     9
+    44448 Sarah Seward                     19
+    44449 Alice M. Devine                  16
+    44450 Louisa Huggins                   12
+    44451 F. H. Terrey                     15
+    44452 Ada Gordon                       16
+    44453 E. Southgate                     11
+    44454 A. E. Hubbard                     8
+    44455 Matilda Wattson                  10
+    44456 Ernest Pattison                   8
+    44457 Beatrice Burrow                   7
+    44458 Mary Wesson                      13
+    44459 Alice Looker                     13
+    44460 Elsie Woodley                    13
+    44461 Walter Osborn                    11
+    44462 F. E. J. Hubbard                 14
+    44463 Rosina Ricketts                  16
+    44464 Amy Loaring                      10
+    44465 Mary Straiton                    13
+    44466 Elizbth. Ballard                 13
+    44467 B. L. McLean                     11
+    44468 Gertrd. M. Ford                  11
+    44469 Elizbth. Harrold                 13
+    44470 Wm. R. Ricketts                  13
+    44471 Wm. A. Perkins                    8
+    44472 Thomas Webb                      12
+    44473 Ellen M. Webb                    15
+    44474 W. H. Christmas                  14
+    44475 E. M. Wilkerson                  14
+    44476 Lea L. Christmas                 11
+    44477 Elizabeth Osborn                 14
+    44478 Esther J. Gill                   11
+    44479 Sarah A. Wesson                  11
+    44480 A. C. Houlding                   13
+    44481 Josaphin Popham                  14
+    44482 Clara Bull                       12
+    44483 F. H. Ricketts                   12
+    44484 Agnes Stedman                    13
+    44485 B. Hattersley                    11
+    44486 Elizabth. Burrow                 12
+    44487 Emily Taylor                     13
+    44488 Janet Bright                     12
+    44489 E. C. S. Seward                  13
+    44490 Hannah Skelton                   13
+    44491 Bertha Kellman                   12
+    44492 Charlotte Barrett                 8
+    44493 FLORCE. GALES, Bow               14
+    44494 Edith Fowler                     12
+    44495 Hugh Hay                         10
+    44496 Catherine Watson                 14
+    44497 Fanny Jones                      17
+    44498 Annie Hunter                     12
+    44499 Eliza Mitchell                   12
+    44500 Mary A. Williams                 13
+    44501 Maud M. Fowler                   11
+    44502 F. A. Weller                     12
+    44503 Louisa Fowler                    19
+    44504 Jemima Wesson                     9
+    44505 Ada H. Hubbard                   16
+    44506 Annie Godfrey                    10
+    44507 Charlotte Pitt                   14
+    44508 Bertha E. Fowler                  9
+    44509 Ellen Manhire                     9
+    44510 Chas. Ayscough                   11
+    44511 Clara Payne                      13
+    44512 Thos. Goodfellow                 14
+    44513 E. S. Lowery                     13
+    44514 C. Hancock                       13
+    44515 Kate Whiteway                     9
+    44516 William J. Lowis                 17
+    44517 Ada Pennell                      20
+    44518 Dorothy A. Noble                 10
+    44519 Clara Richardson                 13
+    44520 Isabella Hay                     13
+    44521 Minnie Keable                    10
+    44522 Maggie Hay                        7
+    44523 Mary A. Osborn                    7
+    44524 Margaret Cole                    13
+    44525 M. McDonald                      12
+    44526 Eliza Whiteway                   11
+    44527 Alice Rushbrook                  12
+    44528 Clara Gales                      17
+    44529 Henry A. Lewis                   12
+    44530 Caroline Stride                  12
+    44531 Albert Weller                    10
+    44532 Ada Gales                         9
+    44533 Sarah Eagle                       9
+    44534 Alice Stafford                    9
+    44535 Florence Fenney                  11
+    44536 Elizabh. Wiseman                 17
+    44537 Edith I. Gales                    7
+    44538 Albert J. Cutting                16
+    44539 Elizabeth Grieve                 18
+    44540 Keziah Weaver                    17
+    44541 Elizabeth Farr                   11
+    44542 Jane Read                        10
+    44543 Alex. McDonald                    9
+    44544 Edith Hoole, Camberwell          13
+    44545 Bertie Mitchell                   9
+    44546 Bertie Longman                    8
+    44547 Louie Longman                    10
+    44548 F. Longman                       13
+    44549 Horace Brown                      6
+    44550 Leonard Brown                     8
+    44551 A. Brown                         13
+    44552 Lily Hoole                        3
+    44553 Edith K. Wood                     9
+    44554 Alfred T. Wood                    3
+    44555 Maude Wood                        5
+    44556 Emma Wood                        11
+    44557 Lizzie Edwards                    9
+    44558 Isabel Edwards                   11
+    44559 Edith Edwards                    19
+    44560 Maggie Edwards                   14
+    44561 Lizzie Smith                     14
+    44562 Louise Melton                     7
+    44563 Flory Melton                     11
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+    45275 Annie Barrett                    19
+    ------
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+    45554 Arthur Wright                     6
+    ------
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+    45666 ARCHIBALD S. HOCKING, Junction
+          Rd., Lond.                       14
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+    45759 Ada Cutting                       7
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+    45763 Laura J. Davis                    8
+    45764 W. H. Davis                       3
+    45765 Ellen L. Davis                    6
+    45766 Minnie Witten                    10
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+    45768 Leopold Bland                    13
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+    45771 C. E. Ayscough                   15
+    45772 Maud Hicks                        8
+    45773 Myra Whittle                     15
+
+
+[_Officers and Members are referred to a Special Notice on page 55._]
+
+
+
+
+TRUE STORIES ABOUT PETS, ANECDOTES, &c.
+
+AN AFFECTIONATE PARROT.
+
+
+DEAR MR. EDITOR,--The little anecdote I am going to tell you is about a
+parrot my aunt once had--named, of course, Polly. She had been taught
+many funny and amusing speeches, among which she used to say to a canary
+that hung in the same room, "Pretty Poll, shabby canary;" and when the
+canary sang she would cry out, "Oh, what a noise! what a noise!" My aunt
+having been very ill, had not seen Polly for a long time, not being able
+to bear her noisy talking; but one day feeling better, she asked to see
+her. She was brought to her room, but seemed very quiet. My aunt, who
+could not understand why she was so unusually quiet, called to her,
+"Polly, come and kiss me!" The poor bird flew to her mistress, laid her
+beak on her lips, and died, it is supposed, of her great joy at again
+seeing her mistress, after grieving so long at her absence.
+
+EMILY F. WOOLF.
+(Aged 15.)
+_138, Edgware Road, London, W._
+
+
+TWO FUNNY CATS.
+
+DEAR MR. EDITOR,--The following little stories are quite true. A friend
+of mine told me of a cat of hers which was in the room with its master
+(my friend's father), who was asleep sitting on an arm-chair. The cat
+wanted to go out of the room, but could not, as the door was shut. So
+she went and patted her master on the ear, then walked away to the door
+and scratched at it until it was opened for her. She is a very clever
+cat, and can learn anything you teach her in a few minutes. I also know
+of another cat who never laps her milk, but always puts her paw in the
+saucer and then licks the milk off of it again.
+
+A. E. GREEN.
+_Hainault Lodge, near Chigwell._
+(Aged 12.)
+
+
+AN INGENIOUS RAT.
+
+DEAR MR. EDITOR,--A London carpenter whom I know for a long time
+constantly found the oil-bottle attached to his lathe emptied of its
+contents. Various plans were devised to find out the thief, but they all
+failed. At last the man determined to watch. Through a hole in the door
+he peeped for some time. By-and-by he heard a gentle noise; something
+was creeping up the framework of the lathe. It was a fine rat. Planting
+itself on the edge of the lathe, the ingenious creature popped its tail
+inside of the bottle, then drew it out and licked off the oil. This it
+continued to do until nearly every drop of oil was taken from the
+bottle.
+
+EDWIN RIPPIN.
+_Osbournby, Lincolnshire._
+(Aged 14.)
+
+
+A CANARY PLAYING HIDE-AND-SEEK.
+
+DEAR MR. EDITOR,--One day a few months ago we had let one of our
+canaries out of his cage, and forgetting that he was out we left open
+the door of the room where he was. When we remembered the bird we were
+much afraid lest he should have flown out of the room. We hunted high
+and low, calling his name, "Carmen," to which he often answers with a
+chirp. At last I happened to push aside a little low stool, and there,
+crouching down so as not to be found (as he dislikes being put into his
+cage) was Carmen. He has tried since then to hide; but we know his
+tricks, so he is unsuccessful.
+
+CONSTANCE BARKWORTH.
+_3, Ilchester Gardens, Bayswater._
+(Aged 13-1/4.)
+
+
+NOTE.--Each Story, Anecdote, &c., when sent to the Editor, must be
+certified by a Parent, Teacher, or other responsible person, as being
+both _True and Original_.
+
+
+THE "LITTLE FOLKS" ANNUAL FOR 1885.
+
+The Editor desires to inform his Readers that the "LITTLE FOLKS" ANNUAL
+for 1885 will be published, as usual, on the 25TH OF OCTOBER. Further
+particulars will be shortly announced.
+
+
+
+
+OUR LITTLE FOLKS' OWN CORNER.
+
+ANSWER TO "PICTURE STORY WANTING WORDS" (p. 64).
+
+FIRST PRIZE STORY.
+
+
+"I am afraid one of them must go, Helen."
+
+"Oh, Maurice, really? Father gave them to us," and Helen Claire raised
+her soft, tearful, brown eyes to her brother's face.
+
+"Yes, dear, 'tis hard to part with either Diamond or Ruby, but then it
+is for Dora's sake."
+
+"I can't give up Ruby, Maurice!" faltered Helen, with quivering lips.
+
+Maurice made no reply, but glanced across to the chair where two frisky
+little spaniels sat watching them with bright eyes. Ruby, hearing his
+name, stood up, looking ready for any amount of mischief.
+
+"Mine shall go, Helen, after all," he added, quickly. "I think Ruby,
+perhaps, is more engaging, and fonder of us than Diamond."
+
+But you will want to know the cause of this giving-up of so beloved a
+little playfellow.
+
+Maurice and Helen Claire lived in a small, shabby house, with their
+mother and little sister Dora. Poor children! For nearly a year now they
+had been, as far as they knew, fatherless. Captain Claire had never
+returned from his last voyage. His ship had been reported as missing;
+and the once happy home of the Claires had been left for a small house
+in a busy town. Maurice and Helen, healthy, hopeful children, bore up
+well enough under their reduced circumstances. But fragile little Dora
+had begun slowly to droop. The doctor ordered change of air to some
+seaside place. So it was that Maurice had announced that they must sell
+one of the dogs--their father's parting gift.
+
+Maurice having decided between Diamond and Ruby, took up his cap, and
+went out, leaving Helen alone. Hardly had he gone, when a little girl,
+with long fair curls, and dreamy blue eyes, stole softly in. She sat
+down on the sofa with a weary sigh.
+
+"Dora," began Helen, "you will go to the seaside yet."
+
+"Oh! shall I?" cried Dora, clasping her thin white hands.
+
+"Yes, Maurice is going to sell Diamond."
+
+"Oh!"
+
+The pretty flush which the pleasant news had brought to her face died
+away.
+
+"Oh, no, Helen! I couldn't let Maurice sell Diamond only for me; that
+would be too selfish!"
+
+"Dora, you _must_ go! and--Maurice doesn't mind so much."
+
+Dora smiled wistfully. "You don't know how fond he is of Diamond," she
+said.
+
+This conversation was suddenly interrupted by a thundering knock at the
+front door; and, a few minutes later, a gentleman was ushered into the
+room.
+
+"Father!" screamed Dora, springing forward.
+
+And in another moment both children were locked in his arms.
+
+What a happy evening that was! Captain Claire soon explained how the
+ship had been wrecked, and he, after being picked up, was ill for a long
+time. Then, since his recovery, he had been seeking his wife and
+children, for the old home was deserted. Soon, however, a happy party
+returned there again. Dora grew bright and strong, while Diamond and
+Ruby were greater pets than ever.
+
+CATHERINE A. MORIN.
+_6, Clarendon Square, Leamington._(Aged 15-3/4.)
+Certified by ALICE MORIN (Mother).
+
+
+LIST OF HONOUR.
+
+_First Prize (One-Guinea Book), with Officer's Medal of the "Little
+Folks" Legion of Honour_;--CATHERINE A. MORIN (15-3/4), 6, Clarendon
+Square, Leamington. _Second Prize (Seven-Shilling-and-Sixpenny Book),
+with Officer's Medal_:--EMILY GITTINS (13-1/2), 14, Philip Road, Peckham
+Rye, S.E. _Honourable Mention, with Member's Medal_:--ETHEL M. ANGUS
+(14-1/2), North Ashfield, Newcastle-on-Tyne; MILDRED CROMPTON-ROBERTS (13),
+16, Belgrave Square, London, S.W.; LOUIE DEBENHAM (15), Presteigne,
+Radnorshire; CLIFFORD CRAWFORD (11-3/4), 21, Windsor Street, Edinburgh;
+LOUIE W. SMITH (15), 11, Woodside Terrace, Glasgow; JULIA ELDRED (14),
+Truro Vean Cottage, Truro; EDITH B. JOWETT (15-3/4), Thackley Road, Idle,
+near Bradford; MADELINE DE L'ECUYER (12), Chateau du Rohello par Baden,
+Morbihan, France; EMILY W. WALL (15), The Hill House, Warwick; BLANCHE
+K. A. COVENTRY (14-3/4), Severn Stoke Rectory, Worcester; C. MAUDE
+BATTERSBY (15), Cromlyn, Rathowen, West Meath.
+
+
+
+
+
+ANSWERS TO OUR LITTLE FOLKS' OWN PUZZLES (_page 125_).
+
+
+MESOSTICH.--BRAZIL.
+
+1. Nu B ia.  2. Ame R ica.  3. Sp A in.  4. Spe Z zia.
+
+5. Jer I cho.  6. Ire L and.
+
+
+SINGLE ACROSTIC--CLAUDIUS.
+
+1. C abinet. 2. L abourer. 3. A rc. 4. U nicorn. 5. D eer.
+
+6. I ron. 7. U rsula. 8. S apphire.
+
+
+TOWNS ENIGMATICALLY EXPRESSED.
+
+1. New-port.  2. Sunder-land.  3. Scar-borough. 4.
+War-wick.  5. Vent-nor.  6. Maiden-head.  7. Ox-ford.
+8. Work-sop. 9. Clap-ham.
+
+
+HIDDEN PROVERBS.
+
+1. "Fine feathers make fine birds."
+2. "Many a true word is spoken in jest."
+3. "Prevention is better than cure."
+
+
+DOUBLE ACROSTIC AND ARITHMOREM.
+
+BEECH--MAPLE.
+
+1. B loo M. 2. E ncyclopaedi A. 3. E ggfli P. 4. C ur L.
+
+5. H uman E.
+
+
+GEOGRAPHICAL DOUBLE ACROSTIC.
+
+PERSIA--DARIUS.
+
+1. P eipu S. 2. E rla U. 3. R acconig I. 4. S uperio R.
+
+5. I vic A. 6. A biya D.
+
+
+RIDDLE-ME-REE.--"Elephanta."
+
+
+QUOTATION DROP-WORD PUZZLE.
+
+  "The children then began to sigh,
+    And all their merry chat was o'er,
+  And yet they felt, they knew not why,
+    More glad than they had felt before."--Aiken.
+
+
+MISSING-LETTER PUZZLE.
+
+THE SPANISH ARMADA.
+
+  "Attend, all ye who list to hear our noble England's praise,
+  I tell of the thrice-famous deeds she wrought in ancient days,
+  When that great fleet invincible against her bore in vain
+  The richest spoils of Mexico, the stoutest hearts of Spain."
+
+
+PICTORIAL NATURAL HISTORY PUZZLE.
+
+COMMON WOMBAT OF AUSTRALIA.
+
+1. Monsoon. 2. Combat. 3. Rail. 4. Won. 5. Fault. 6. Aim.
+
+
+
+
+OUR LITTLE FOLKS' OWN PUZZLES.
+
+MISSING LETTER PUZZLE.
+
+When the missing letters have been supplied, the
+whole will form a well-known verse from one of
+Hood's poems.
+
+  W x t x f x n x c x s x e x r x a x d x o x n x i x h x y x l x d
+    x h x a x y x n x r x d,
+  x w x m x n x a x i x u x w x m x n x y x a x s x l x i x g x e x
+    n x e x l x a x d x h x e x d:
+  x t x t x h x t x t x h x t x t x h x n x o x e x t x h x n x e x
+    a x d x i x t;
+  x n x s x i x l x i x h x v x i x e x f x o x o x o x s x i x c x
+    s x e x a x g x h x s x n x o x t x e x h x r x.
+
+LILLIE MAXWELL.
+_Glen Albert, Roscrea,_ (Aged 15.) _Co. Tipperary, Ireland._
+
+
+SINGLE GEOGRAPHICAL ACROSTIC.
+
+My initials read downwards represent an island in the
+East Indies.
+
+1. A town in Derbyshire.
+2. A lake in Ireland.
+3. A river in Ireland.
+4. An island in the Mediterranean Sea.
+5. Scene of a battle-field in Germany.
+6. A river of Asia Minor.
+7. A town in Shropshire.
+
+EMILY LEGGE.
+(Aged 14.)
+_Burleigh House,_
+_Cliftonville, Margate._
+
+
+[Illustration: GEOGRAPHICAL PICTORIAL ACROSTIC.]
+
+The initials and finals of the lines formed by the above objects give
+the names of two countries.
+
+
+DOUBLE MESOSTICH.
+
+My central letters read downwards will form the names
+of two characters from Shakespeare.
+
+1. A desire.
+2. A musical wind instrument.
+3. A flock.
+4. A kind of checkered cloth.
+5. An old game.
+6. Termination.
+
+
+NORA BESLEY.
+(Aged 15.)
+_Rose Mount, Sydenham Rise._
+
+
+RIDDLE-ME-REE.
+
+My first is in light, but not in dark;
+My second is in field, but not in park.
+My third is in gate, but not in door;
+My fourth is in ceiling, but not in floor;
+My fifth is in three, but not in two;
+My whole is a beast well known to you.
+
+W. PIGOTT.
+(Aged 13-3/4.)
+_Eagle House, Barton-on-Humber_
+
+
+HIDDEN PROVERBS.
+
+Eechhhiiiiklnoorrsstttw.
+2. aaaeeeeeehhhillrrrssttwwwy.
+3. abcehhiklmnooooooprssttty.
+
+RACHEL T. BYNG.
+(Aged 14-1/2.)
+_St Peter's Parsonage_,
+_Cranley Gardens, London, S. W._
+
+
+BEHEADED WORDS.
+
+  I am part of a cart.
+  Behead me, I am part of the foot.
+  Behead me again and I am a fish.
+
+2. I am something to write upon.
+  Behead me and I am not in time.
+  Behead me again and I am part of the verb _to eat_.
+
+3. I am not fresh.
+  Behead me and I am a story.
+  Behead me again and I am a drink.
+
+MARY H. STEWART.
+(Aged 13.)
+_Seafield, Blakeney Rd., Beckenham._
+
+
+
+
+PRIZE PUZZLE COMPETITION.
+
+SPECIAL HOME AND FOREIGN COMPETITION.
+
+
+As announced in the two previous numbers, the Editor proposes to give
+those of his Readers residing abroad an opportunity of competing for
+Prizes on favourable terms with Subscribers in Great Britain. In order
+to do this an extension of time for sending in Solutions to the Puzzles
+will be necessary; and, as may be seen from the notice below, about Two
+Months will be allowed for sending in Solutions to the Puzzles contained
+in this Number. Thus Children dwelling on the Continent, in the United
+States and Canada, and elsewhere abroad, will be enabled to take part in
+these popular Competitions.
+
+It may be mentioned that Children residing in Great Britain will all be
+eligible to compete for Prizes as usual.
+
+
+PRIZES.
+
+Twenty prizes will be awarded for the best Solutions to the Puzzles
+given _in this Number_; Ten to Competitors in the Senior (for girls and
+boys between the ages of 14 and 16 _inclusive_), and Ten to Competitors
+in the Junior Division (for those _under_ 14 years of age).
+
+The following will be the value of the Prizes, in books, given in _each_
+Division:--
+
+1. A First Prize of One Guinea.
+2. A Second Prize of Half a Guinea.
+3. A Third Prize of Seven Shillings and Sixpence.
+4. Two Prizes of Five Shillings.
+5. Five Prizes of Half a Crown.
+
+There will also be awards of Bronze Medals of the LITTLE FOLKS Legion of
+Honour to the three next highest of the Competitors following the
+Prize-winners in _each_ Division.
+
+N.B. The Solutions, together with the names and addresses of the Prize
+and Medal winners, will be published in the January Number of LITTLE
+FOLKS.
+
+
+REGULATIONS.
+
+Solutions to the Puzzles published in this number must reach the Editor
+not later than October 25th (November 1st for Competitors residing
+abroad), addressed as under:--
+
+     _The Editor of "Little Folks,"
+     La Belle Sauvage Yard,
+     Ludgate Hill,
+     London, E.C._
+
+Answers to Puzzles.
+Junior [or Senior] Division.
+
+     Solutions to Puzzles must be accompanied by certificates from a
+     Parent, Teacher, or other responsible person, stating that they are
+     _the sole and unaided work_ of the competitor. No assistance must
+     be given by any other person.
+
+Competitors can be credited only under their own name.
+
+The decision of the Editor of LITTLE FOLKS on all matters must be
+considered final.
+
+I.--GEOGRAPHICAL ALPHABETICAL PUZZLES.
+
+In guessing the following Puzzles the letters given, when arranged in
+their correct order, will give the names of the places indicated. Thus,
+if the word were Scotland, it would be arranged thus--ACDLNOST--(A
+country).
+
+SENIOR DIVISION.
+
+_Proem._--ACEFNR (a country).
+
+_Lights._--1. AEEFLLRW (cape). 2. CEEHORST (town). 3. ACIINOSTT
+(island). 4. AEHN (river). 5. AACEHILNOP (island). 6. AADEEMNRRSTU
+(province).
+
+JUNIOR DIVISION.
+
+_Proem._--AAACDN (a Crown colony)
+
+_Lights._--1. ABCES (gulf). 2. AABDDEGIMRS (sandbanks). 3. AEEHNNVW
+(town). 4. AACEGHLNR (port). 5. ADGILNR (river). 6. AEEEIMNRRST (town).
+
+SYNONYM MESOSTICH.
+
+In place of the words given below put others having the same meaning. If
+correctly given the centre letters of the lights will give the proem.
+
+SENIOR DIVISION.
+
+_Proem._--A division of Cryptogamous plants.
+
+_Lights._--1. An old kind of weapon. 2. A kind of rich, sweet cake. 3.
+Petulantly. 4. Ancient or obsolete. 5. A cloth worker's forked
+instrument. 6. Vacuity.
+
+JUNIOR DIVISION.
+
+_Proem._--A division, dignity, or distinction.
+
+_Lights._--1. Strange or whimsical. 2. Inapplicability. 3. Having
+differed or dissented. 4. An egg-shaped chemical vessel. 5. A recital of
+circumstances. 6. Having flat petals.
+
+SUMMER COMPETITION (PUZZLE NO. 1).
+
+SENIOR DIVISION.
+
+1. Centaury. 2. Polyanthus. 3. Mimulus. 4. Eschscholtzia. 5.
+Antirrhinum. 6. Valerian. 7. Achimenes. 8. Clematis. 9. Ageratum. 10.
+Berberis.
+
+     CLASS I.--Consisting of those who have gained ten marks:--M. C.
+     Brodrick, M. Breffit, R. Brooke, A. Bradbury, H. Bagnall, N.
+     Besley, J. Cooper, L. E. Curme, M. Cooper, F. G. Callcott, C.
+     Debenham, M. Edwardes, H. G. Fraser, W. Farndale, F. Forrest, A.
+     Golledge, D. von. Hacht, L. Haydon, M. Heddle, G. Curling-Hope, J.
+     Jackson, M. Jakeman, A. M. Jackson, A. Lynch, M. Lloyd, L. Leach,
+     B. Law, C. Morin, E. Maynard, F. MacCarthy, M. More, E. Marsden, M.
+     Mercer, E. McCaul, E. Morgan, G. Martin, M. C. Nix, K. Nix, C. J.
+     Nix, N. Pybus, E. Roughton, H. R. Stanton, A. Sifton, L.
+     Wood-Smith, H. R. Dudley-Smith, M. Browning-Smith, A. Sifton, A.
+     Slessor, Una Tracy, C. Trudinger, B. Tomlinson, A. C. Wilson, M.
+     Wilson.
+
+     CLASS II.--Consisting of those who have gained nine marks or
+     less:--A. Adams, G. Burne, M. Bradbury, M. Buckley, E. A. Browne,
+     H. Blunt, A. Bartholomew, J. Burnet, J. Bumsted, H. Coombes, W.
+     Coode, A. Carrington, H. Cholmondeley, B. Coventry, H. Cornford, H.
+     Collins, G. Dundas, H. Dyson, B. Dunning, R. Eustace, L. Fraser, M.
+     Fulcher, E. D. Griffith, A. Good, J. Chappell-Hodge, E. Hanlon, G.
+     Horner, M. Jones-Henry, E. Hinds, M. Hartfield, E. Hobson, B.
+     Hudson, E. Hayes, E. Chappell-Hodge, F. Ivens, W. Ireland, W.
+     Johnson, J. Jowett, E. Jowett, V. Jeans, G. Leicester, H. Leah, J.
+     Little, E. Lithgow, H. Leake, C. Mather, E. May, K. Mills, M.
+     Meagle, A. Pellier, M. Pretty, E. Parks, K. Pickard, G. Pettman, K.
+     Robinson, L. Rees, N. Ross, A. Rawes, R. Row, E. Rita, G. Russell,
+     A. Reading, E. Rudd, M. Spencer, J. Side, M. Addison-Scott, G.
+     Sayer, M. Stuttle, M. Trollope, M. Welsh, E. Wilkinson, E.
+     Wedgwood, W. C. Wilson, B. Walton, B. Wright, L. Webb, H. O.
+     Watson, K. Williams, H. Wilmot, M. Wood, one without name, E. L.
+     Prenner, A. Treacy, C. M. St. Jean.
+
+     JUNIOR DIVISION.
+
+     1. Celandine. 2. Jasmine. 3. Agrimony. 4. Dianthus. 5. Campanula.
+     6. Dielytra. 7. Begonia. 8. Coreopsis. 9. Anemone. 10. Pimpernel.
+     11. Succory.
+
+     CLASS I.--Consisting of those who have gained eleven marks:--L.
+     Besley, C. Burne, A. Browne, F. Burne, M. Balfour, M. Bagnall, M.
+     Buckler, L. Bennett, G. Blenkin, G. Barnes, F. Clayton, S. Cuthill,
+     M. Curme, A. Coombs, Lily Clayton, H. Curme, C. Crawford, M.
+     Callcott, W. Coventry, G. Debenham, K. Edwards, G. Fulcher, F.
+     Foulger, A. Farmer, L. Forrest, H. Fox, L. Gill, M. Humphreys, Elma
+     Hoare, M. A. Howard, E. Jowett, L. Leach, E. Leake, K. Lynch, H.
+     More, G. O'Morris, A. Marindin, N. Maxwell, M. Morin, E. Metcalf,
+     D. Maskell, E. Neame, G. Neame, L. Rudd, H. Russell, M. Wood-Smith,
+     G. Stallybrass, V. N. Sharpe, M. Somerville, M. McCalman Turpie, E.
+     Thompson, E. Wilmot, L. Weekman, G. Williams, M. Wilson, E. Yeo, M.
+     E. John, G. T. A. Hodgson.
+
+     CLASS II.--Consisting of those who have gained ten marks or
+     less:--R. Ainsworth, M. Beattie, E. Brake, E. Barnes, G. Buckle, D.
+     Blunt, F. Callum, E. Carrington, E. Coombes, V. Coombes, M. Cooper,
+     P. Davidson, E. Elston, E. Evans, L. Franklin, M. Frisby, A.
+     Gilbert, F. Gibbons, M. Golledge, L. Hudson, W. Hobson, A. Harding,
+     K. Hawkins, G. Chappell-Hodge, A. Ireland, G. Jackson, M. Jenkins,
+     B. Jones, A. King, E. Lucy, W. Lewenz, L. Lockhart, J. Lancum, F.
+     Lowy, C. Little, A. Leah, M. Lang, H. Mugliston, M. McLaren, F.
+     Medlycott, E. Nicholson, F. Newman, C Prideaux, J. Pillett, G.
+     Price, B. Peachey, E. Raven, A. Rudd, E. Spencer, E. Stanton, H. M.
+     Smith, M. Delisle-Trentham, L. Walpole, M. Wiper, N. Wright, C.
+     Wise, D. Wright, G. Williams, B. Webb.
+
+     AWARD OF PRIZES (TENTH QUARTER).
+
+     SENIOR DIVISION.
+
+     The _First Prize_ of a Guinea Volume is awarded to FREDERICK G.
+     CALCOTT (15), Hazeldon, 27, Shepherd's Bush Road, W.
+
+     The _Second, Third_, and _Fourth Prizes_ are divided between J. L.
+     LEWENZ (16), Pelham Crescent, The Park, Nottingham, and MABEL and
+     JANET COOPER (twin sisters), (15-3/4), Birdhyrst, Auckland Road,
+     Upper Norwood, S.E., who are awarded Books to the value of 7s. 6d.
+     each.
+
+     _Bronze Medals_ of the LITTLE FOLKS Legion of Honour are awarded
+     to:--MABEL BRADBURY (16-1/2), Oak Lodge, Nightingale Lane, S.W.;
+     MATILDA HEDDLE (15), St. Leonard's, St. Andrews, N.B.; EMMA P.
+     PRATE (15), The Square, Warwick; M. A. ADDISON-SCOTT (16), Abbey
+     Park Villas, St. Andrews, N.B.; EMMA MAYNARD (16-1/2), 16, Wood
+     Lane, Shepherd's Bush, W.
+
+     JUNIOR DIVISION.
+
+     The _First_ and _Second Prizes_ are awarded between FREDK. S.
+     HOWARD (7-1/2), and MARY A. HOWARD (11), 15, Clarence Square,
+     Gosport, who are awarded books to the value of 15s. 6d. each.
+
+     The _Third_ and _Fourth Prizes_ are awarded between FREDERICK
+     COOPER (13) and MABEL COOPER (11), Warwick House, Ticehurst,
+     Sussex; NELLIE M. MAXWELL (13), Jenner Road, Guildford; MURIEL M.
+     WOOD-SMITH (12), 11, Woodside Terrace, Glasgow: each of whom
+     receives a Book value 3s. DOROTHY BLUNT and M. McCALLMAN TURPIE
+     gained the same number of marks as the above, but having taken a
+     Prize last Quarter are prevented by the rules from receiving one
+     this time.
+
+     _Bronze Medals_ of the LITTLE FOLKS Legion of Honour are awarded to
+     FRANCES JEAN CLAYTON, 2, Anchor Gate Terrace, Portsea; AGNES F.
+     COOMBES (13), Beaminster, Dorsetshire SHARLEY FULLFORD (11-1/2),
+     High Street, Fareham, Hampshire; LUCIE FORREST (13), Northolme,
+     Gainsborough; ARTHUR J. KING (13-1/4), 75, Beresford Street,
+     Cawberwell, S.E.
+
+
+
+
+QUESTIONS AND ANSWERS
+
+
+     [_The Editor requests that all inquiries and replies intended for
+     insertion in LITTLE FOLKS should have the words "Questions and
+     Answers" written on the left-hand top corners of the envelopes
+     containing them. Only those which the Editor considers suitable and
+     of general interest to his readers will be printed._]
+
+PRIZE COMPETITIONS, &c.
+
+HELEN.--[I am always pleased to see any Picture Puzzles sent by my
+readers, and am willing to insert them if they are suitable. They
+should, however, differ as far as possible from any already published in
+LITTLE FOLKS.--ED.]
+
+A. H., TWO COMPETITORS.--[All the 1884 Special Prize Competitions close
+on the 30th of September. Others will be announced in due course. All
+the articles of every kind sent in competition will be distributed among
+the little inmates of Children's Hospitals.--ED.]
+
+LITERATURE.
+
+PUSSY CAT asks where the line
+
+  "Music hath charms to soothe the savage breast"
+
+is to be found? and who was the author?
+
+DAPHNE writes in answer to FLURUMPUS FLUMP to say that
+
+  "A boy's will is the wind's will"
+
+occurs in one of Longfellow's earlier poems, entitled "My Lost Youth."
+The first verse is as follows:--
+
+  "Often I think of the beautiful town
+     That is seated by the sea;
+  Often in thought go up and down
+  The pleasant streets of that dear old town,
+     And my youth comes back to me.
+       And a verse of a Lapland song
+       Is haunting my memory still;
+  'A boy's will is the wind's will,
+  And the thoughts of youth are long long thoughts.'"
+
+Answers also received from SEA NYMPH, NELL GWYNNE, TATTIE CORAM,
+ICEBERG, AN IRISH GIRL, W. R., THE DUKE OF OMNIUM, STELLA, SUNDAY NOSE,
+E. M. T., and TAFFY.
+
+LITTLE BO-PEEP asks if any one can tell her the author of the following
+lines, and in what poem they occur:--
+
+  "There is a reaper, whose name is Death,
+    And, with his sickle keen.
+  He reaps the bearded grain at a breath,
+    And the flowers that grow between."
+
+WORK.
+
+GEORGINA DEXTER asks how to make a pair of bedroom slippers.
+
+FLORENCE WATERS would be glad if any one could tell her how to clean
+crewel-work.
+
+COOKERY.
+
+VIOLET writes in answer to A MAID OF ATHENS that a very good recipe for
+oat-cakes is as follows:--Put two or three handfuls of coarse Scottish
+oatmeal into a basin with a pinch of carbonate of soda, mix well
+together, add one dessert-spoonful of hot dripping, mixing quickly with
+the hand; pour in as much cold water as will allow it to be lifted out
+of the basin in a very soft lump. Put this with a handful of meal upon a
+pastry-board, scattering meal upon it. Roll it out quickly with a
+rolling-pin; when as thick as a half-crown brush off all meal with some
+feathers or a pastry brush. Put another board upon the cake, reverse it,
+and brush it the other side. Slip it upon a hot girdle, cut it with a
+knife across and across so as to form triangular pieces. When they begin
+to curl up at the edges turn them on the girdle, keep them there till
+dry enough to lift, then remove them to a toaster in front of the fire,
+where they should become a light brown. Be careful to keep the girdle
+brushed free of loose oatmeal, scraping it occasionally with a knife.
+The more rapidly the cakes are made the better.
+
+GENERAL.
+
+HERBERT MASTERS would be very glad if any of the readers of LITTLE FOLKS
+would tell him the cost of a small carpenter's bench.
+
+AN AMATEUR MECHANIC inquires which is the best wood for fretwork
+purposes; and where fret-saws may be obtained.
+
+STICKLEBACK wishes to know if it is necessary to have real salt water
+for a salt-water aquarium, or whether any sea-salt which is sold would
+answer the purpose.
+
+W. R. writes in reply to M. H. S.'s question, that maidenhair ferns
+should never be allowed to want water, which, if the drainage of the pot
+is perfect, may be applied every evening during the summer months, and
+at mid-day twice a week from late autumn until early spring. Answers
+also received from Erin, H. J. M., DOROTHY DRAGGLE-TAIL, "THE WOMAN IN
+WHITE," A. E. C., FEDORA, A. H., E. M. C., LITTLE NOSE-IN-AIR, and ALICE
+IN WONDERLAND.
+
+NATURAL HISTORY.
+
+A GREEN GOOSEBERRY wishes to know what makes canaries desert their eggs,
+and how they can be prevented.--[They cannot be "prevented." The most
+common cause is insect vermin. If these are found, burn all the old
+nests, use Persian powder freely on the birds, and paint the cracks in
+the cages with corrosive sublimate, and then varnish over the places.]
+
+PEARL would be glad to know how to keep dormice, and what their habits
+are; she has just had two given to her, and one died the third day and
+the other only sleeps.--[They are fed chiefly on dry grain with a few
+nuts, and occasionally some blades of grass. They are shy, and sleep
+most of the day. During that time they want a quiet place and to be let
+alone, but when tame they will come out at night and climb up the
+curtains if allowed.]
+
+A GUINEA-PIG asks what is the best food for guinea-pigs?--[They are fed
+like rabbits in the main, but may have a little bread and fresh milk
+squeezed rather dry, with a few bits of dry crust, or a few grains of
+wheat or barley occasionally. Every day give a little green food, dried
+first.]
+
+Picture Wanting Words.
+
+SPECIAL HOME AND FOREIGN COMPETITION.
+
+As already announced, the Editor has arranged, in response to repeated
+requests, for a Special "Picture Wanting Words" Competition, in which
+Readers of LITTLE FOLKS residing on the Continent and in the United
+States, Canada, &c. (or anywhere abroad), may have an opportunity of
+competing for Prizes on favourable terms with Subscribers in Great
+Britain. In order to do this, a longer time than usual for sending in
+answers to the Picture will be necessary; and as will be seen below,
+about Two Months will be allowed for this purpose in the present
+Competition. (Children living in Great Britain and Ireland will, of
+course, all be eligible to compete for Prizes as usual.)
+
+[Illustration]
+
+The picture printed on this page forms the subject for the Competition,
+and the Prizes to be awarded are as follow:--For the Two best short and
+_original_ Descriptions of the Picture Two One-Guinea Books and
+Officers' Medals of the LITTLE FOLKS Legion of Honour will be given; for
+the next best Description a Half-Guinea Book and an Officer's Medal will
+be given; and Three Seven-Shilling-and-Sixpenny Books and Officers'
+Medals will also be given for the Three best Descriptions _relatively to
+the age of the Competitors_--so that no Competitor is too young to try
+for the three last-named Prizes. To avoid any possibility of mistake,
+and for the guidance of new Competitors, the full Regulations are
+given:--
+
+1. No Description must exceed 500 words in length, and each must be
+written on one side of the paper only.
+
+2. The Descriptions must be certified as _strictly original_ by a
+Minister, Teacher, Parent, or some other responsible person.
+
+3. All the Competitors must be under the age of Sixteen years.
+
+4. Descriptions from Competitors residing in Great Britain and Ireland
+must reach the Editor on or before the 25th of October next; in the case
+of Descriptions sent from any place abroad an extension of time to the
+1st of November will be allowed.
+
+5. In addition to the Six Prizes and Officers' Medals, some of the most
+deserving Competitors will be included in a special List of Honour, and
+awarded Members' Medals of the LITTLE FOLKS Legion of Honour. The award
+of Prizes, in addition to One of the Prize Descriptions, will be printed
+in the January Number of LITTLE FOLKS.
+
+6. Competitors are requested to note that each envelope containing a
+Description should have the words "Picture Wanting Words" written on the
+left-hand top corner of it.
+
+N.B.--Competitors are referred to a notice respecting the Silver Medal
+printed on page 115 of the last Volume.
+
+
+
+
+
+    +--------------------------------------------------------------+
+    | Transcriber's Note:                                          |
+    |                                                              |
+    | Page 138: opening quotation mark has been removed--By-and-by |
+    | some other                                                   |
+    |                                                              |
+    | Page 147: "the aft deck at 8.45 for judgment" has been       |
+    | changed to "the aft deck at 8.45 for judgment."              |
+    |                                                              |
+    | Page 159: "you are the rascal" has been changed to "You are  |
+    | the rascal"                                                  |
+    |                                                              |
+    | Page 164: "as much interest as he post-office." has been     |
+    | changed to "as much interest as the post-office."            |
+    |                                                              |
+    | Page 186: the name Ethel Hancook has been changed to Ethel   |
+    | Hancock                                                      |
+    |                                                              |
+    | Page 187: the name Helen Hurley is unclear in the original   |
+    | version                                                      |
+    |                                                              |
+    | Page 187: the name Samuel Bowller is unclear in the original |
+    | version                                                      |
+    |                                                              |
+    | Page 187: the name William Bangham has been changed to       |
+    | William Baugham                                              |
+    |                                                              |
+    | Page 188: closing quotation marks have been added--fonder of |
+    | us than Diamond."                                            |
+    |                                                              |
+    | Page 191: closing quotation marks have been removed after:   |
+    | the cakes are made the better.                               |
+    |                                                              |
+    +--------------------------------------------------------------+
+
+
+
+
+
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