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diff --git a/.gitattributes b/.gitattributes new file mode 100644 index 0000000..6833f05 --- /dev/null +++ b/.gitattributes @@ -0,0 +1,3 @@ +* text=auto +*.txt text +*.md text diff --git a/28196-8.txt b/28196-8.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..983a53d --- /dev/null +++ b/28196-8.txt @@ -0,0 +1,1493 @@ +Project Gutenberg's Harper's Young People, November 18, 1879, 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: Harper's Young People, November 18, 1879 + An Illustrated Weekly + +Author: Various + +Release Date: February 26, 2009 [EBook #28196] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, NOV 18, 1879 *** + + + + +Produced by Annie McGuire + + + + + + + + +[Illustration: HARPER'S + +YOUNG PEOPLE + +AN ILLUSTRATED WEEKLY.] + + + * * * * * + +VOL. I.--NO. 3. PUBLISHED BY HARPER & BROTHERS, NEW YORK. PRICE FOUR +CENTS. + +Tuesday, November 18, 1879. Copyright, 1879, by HARPER & BROTHERS. $1.50 +per Year, in Advance. + + * * * * * + + + + +[Illustration: THE TOURNAMENT.--DRAWN BY JAMES E. KELLY.] + +THE TOURNAMENT. + + +Great rivalry arose once between James and Henry, two school-mates and +warm friends, and all on account of a pretty girl who went to the same +school. Each one wanted to walk with her, and carry her books and lunch +basket; and as Mary was a bit of a coquette, and showed no preference +for either of her admirers, each tried to be the first to meet her in +the shady winding lane that led from her house to the school. At last +they determined to decide the matter in the old knightly manner, by a +tournament. Two stout boys consented to act as chargers, and the day for +the meeting was appointed. + +It was Saturday afternoon, a half-holiday, when the rivals met in the +back yard of Henry's house, armed with old brooms for lances, and with +shields made out of barrel heads. The chargers backed up against the +fence, the champions mounted and faced each other from opposite sides of +the yard. The herald with an old tin horn gave the signal for the onset. +There was a wild rush across the yard, and a terrific shock as the +champions met. James's lance struck Henry right under the chin, and +overthrew him in spite of his gallant efforts to keep his seat. + +The herald at once proclaimed victory for James; and Henry, before he +was allowed to rise from the ground, was compelled to renounce all +intention of walking to school with Mary in the future. + + + + +[Begun in No. 1 of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, Nov. 4.] + +THE BRAVE SWISS BOY. + +_II.--A PERILOUS ADVENTURE.--(Continued.)_ + +[Illustration: "WALTER AIMED TWO OR THREE BLOWS AT THE CREATURE'S +BREAST."] + + +In this dreadful crisis, Walter pressed as hard as he could against the +rocky crag, having but one hand at liberty to defend himself against the +furious attack of the bird. It was quite impossible for him to get at +his axe, and the force with which he was assaulted caused him nearly to +let go his hold. He tried to seize the vulture's throat and strangle it; +but the bird was too active, and made all such attempts perfectly +useless. He could scarcely hope to continue such a dangerous struggle +much longer. He was becoming faint from terror, and his left hand was +fast growing benumbed with grasping the rock. He had almost resigned +himself to his fate, and expected the next moment to be dashed to pieces +on the field of ice beneath. Suddenly, however, he recollected his +pocket-knife, and a new ray of hope dawned. Giving up the attempt to +clutch at the furious bird, he drew the knife out of his pocket, and +opened it with his teeth, and aiming two or three blows at the +creature's breast, he found at last that he had been successful in +reaching some mortal part. The fluttering of the wings ceased, and the +dying bird stained the virgin snow with its blood on the ice-field +below. Walter was saved; there was no other enemy now to fear; his life +was no longer in danger; but his energies were taxed to the utmost, and +it was well for him that the terrible contest had lasted no longer. + +Pale, trembling in every limb, and spattered with the vulture's blood as +well as that which trickled from the many wounds he had received, the +valiant young cragsman sank helplessly to the ground, where he lay for +some minutes, paralyzed with the terrible exertion he had gone through. +At length, however, he so far recovered himself as to be able to +continue his fatiguing and dangerous journey, and soon succeeded in +reaching the spot where he had left his jacket, shoes, and alpenstock. +Having gained a place of safety, he poured forth his thanks to God for +delivering him from such great danger, and began to bind up his wounds, +which for the first time were now paining him. When this was +accomplished in a rough and ready sort of way, he had a peep at the +trophies in his bag, whose capture had been attended with such +adventurous danger, and with the aid of his alpenstock succeeded in +getting the dead body of the old bird, which he found had been struck +right to the heart. But his knife he could not recover, so concluded +that he must have dropped it after the deadly encounter. + +"That doesn't matter much," said he to himself, as he looked at the size +of the bird. "It is a good exchange; and if I give the stranger the old +bird with the young ones, I dare say he will give me another knife. What +a splendid creature! Fully four feet long, and the wings at least three +yards across. How father will open his eyes when he sees the dead +Lämmergeier--and the Scotch gentleman too!" + +Tying the legs of the bird together with cord which he had fortunately +brought, he slung it across his shoulder to balance the weight of the +bag, and then started on his journey across the glacier, the foot of +which he soon reached, and was then within hailing distance of the hotel +where the stranger was residing. + +It was a good thing that he had not been kept longer away, for the sun +was beginning to set by the time he reached the valley, and only the +highest peaks were lit up by its departing glory. Tired and hungry, +Walter was thankful to find himself once more at the door of the inn, +where there was the same crowd of travellers, guides, horses, and mules +he had seen in the morning. His appearance had attracted general +attention as he descended the last hill leading to the hotel. + +"Why, I declare it's Watty Hirzel!" exclaimed one of the guides. "He was +here this morning, and I declare he's got a young eagle hanging across +his shoulder." + +"Say an old vulture, Mohrle, and you'll be nearer the mark," replied the +lad in a cheerful tone and with sparkling eyes; for he felt so proud of +the triumph he had achieved that all fatigue seemed to be forgotten. "An +old vulture, Mohrle, and a splendid fellow into the bargain! I've got +the young ones in my bag here." + +"You're a pretty fellow!" said another guide, with a sneer. "I suppose +you mean to tell us that you've killed the old bird and carried off the +young ones?" + +"Yes, that is just what I mean to tell you," replied the boy, smiling, +and paying no attention to the sneer of the other. "I've done it all +alone. I took the youngsters out of the nest, and had a regular fight +with the old ones afterward. I brought one of them home; but the other +you will find somewhere in the Urbacht Valley, if you like to go and +look for it." + +"I think the lad speaks the truth," said Mohrle, gazing at Walter with +astonishment and respect.--"You've had a long journey, my boy, and +you're covered with blood. Did the old vulture hurt you?" + +"Yes, the brute stuck his claws into me, and if I hadn't had a sharp +knife in my pocket, it would have been all over with me. But let me +through, for I want to take the young birds up stairs to a gentleman +here." + +Mohrle and the other guides who had surrounded the courageous boy would +gladly have detained him longer to hear all the particulars of his +daring adventure; but he pressed through the crowd, promising to tell +them all about it afterward, and made his way up to the room occupied by +Mr. Seymour, who received him with as much astonishment as the guides +had done. + +"There, Sir," exclaimed Walter, as he took the young vultures out of his +bag and placed them on the floor--"there are the birds you wanted; and +here is one of the old ones, which I brought with me from the Engelhorn. +But you must let them have something to eat--the live ones, I mean; for +they've had nothing for nearly a whole day, and are squealing for +hunger." + +Mr. Seymour stood for a moment speechless. He was filled with delight at +the sight of the young birds he had so long wished for, but was at the +same time dumfounded at the courage and honor of the young mountaineer. + +"Is it possible?" he exclaimed at last. "Have you really ventured to +risk your life, although I told you that I didn't want the birds?" + +"Well, Sir, I know you said so; but I saw by your face that you would +like to have them all the same; and so, as you had been so kind to me, I +didn't mind running a little risk to please you, although it was hard +work. So there they are; but you mustn't forget to feed them, or they +will be starved to death before morning." + +"Oh, we will take good care that they don't die of hunger," replied Mr. +Seymour, ringing the bell. "I think, as you take such a warm interest in +the welfare of the birds, you must feel rather hungry yourself. So sit +down and have something to eat, and then you can tell me all about your +adventure." + +When the waiter came, some raw meat was ordered for the +fledgelings--which were presently safely housed in the stable-yard--and +a good dinner for Walter, who, aided by Mr. Seymour's encouraging +remarks, did justice to a meal the like of which he had never before +seen--a finale which was to him by far the most agreeable part of his +day's work. Then the lad commenced, in simple language, to describe all +that he had gone through, which, while it pleased his host thoroughly, +caused him to feel still greater surprise and admiration at his young +friend's unaffected bravery and presence of mind. + +"You have performed a brave and daring action," said he, when Walter had +finished his story. "I should call it a rash and fool-hardy adventure, +had you not been actuated by a noble motive in carrying it out. A +feeling of gratitude inspired you, and therefore God was with you, and +preserved you. But tell me, boy, how is it that you had courage and +resolution enough to expose yourself to such a frightful risk?" + +"Well, Sir, I can't say," replied Walter, thoughtfully. "All I know is +that I was determined to do it, and that is enough to help one over a +great many hard things. At the very last, when I was attacked by the +second vulture, and might have been easily thrown down the rocks, the +thought came into my mind that you must and ought to have the birds; and +then I recollected the knife in my pocket, which settled the business. +Yes; that was it, Sir. You had been so generous to me, that I made up my +mind to fight it out; and there's the end of it. I couldn't think of +being ungrateful after so much kindness." + +"Well, my lad, you have proved most clearly that you have a thankful +heart and a cool and determined head," said Mr. Seymour, not without +emotion. "Maintain these characteristics, and use them always for good +and noble purposes, and I am sure you will find the end of every +adventure as satisfactory as this has been to-day. I owe you a new knife +and a suit of clothes; for the old vulture that has used you so badly +was not in our bargain this morning. But we will talk about that another +time. You had better go home now, for I think your father will begin to +feel anxious about you, as it is getting late. I will come and see you +in the morning." + +Walter left the room in great glee. He stopped a few minutes in the +court-yard to tell the impatient guides what he had gone through, and +then hurried home as fast as he could, where he found his father waiting +for him with some impatience. "Everything is settled, father!" he +exclaimed, as he clasped him round the neck. "We shall get our cow back +again now; for I've got the money, and Neighbor Frieshardt can't keep +her any longer. I've brought it back with me from the Engelhorn." + +The peasant could scarce believe the hurried words of the excited boy, +and was afraid his head was turned, until Walter opened the little +cupboard where he had put the money, and laid the two bright gold pieces +on the table. There was no longer any room for doubt; and the poor man's +eyes sparkled with delight as he looked at the sum which was just +sufficient to pay his debt and rescue the cow from the hands of his +neighbor. + +"But how did you come by all this money, Watty?" he inquired. "I hope +you have got it fairly and honestly?" + +"Yes, quite honestly, father," replied the boy, with an open and +exultant smile. + +"Well, tell me-- But no; I must go and get Liesli out of prison without +a moment's delay. Come along with me to Neighbor Frieshardt's, Watty." + +Away went the happy pair to the neighboring farm-house; and although +Frieshardt looked sullen and displeased when Toni Hirzel laid the gold +pieces on the table, it was no use for him to offer any resistance; so +he went rather sulkily to the cow-house, and let out the captive animal, +which was followed home by the peasant and his proud son, and got a +capital supper in her old quarters. When this important business was +accomplished, Walter repaired with his father to the little cottage +again, and for the third and last time that day related all the +adventures he had gone through in his hunt for the vulture's nest. + +"Thanks be to God that He has watched over you, and brought you safely +home again!" exclaimed the father, who had listened with a beating heart +to his son's story. "It is a great blessing that we have got the money, +for my cousin couldn't lend me any. But now promise me faithfully, +youngster, that you will never go on such a dangerous errand again +without speaking to me about it. It is a perfect miracle that you have +come back alive! We have good reason to be thankful as long as we live +that you didn't miss your footing or get killed by that savage vulture. +But what I wonder most at is that you could muster up the pluck for such +a risky business. It was too dangerous." + +"Well, father, I did it for you, and so that we could get poor Liesli +back again," replied the boy. "We could never have got on without the +cow; and as the Scotch gentleman had been so kind to me, I made up my +mind to get the young birds for him, and thought nothing about the +danger I ran, if I could only accomplish my undertaking." + +"I am very glad you have been so successful," said his father; "but +never forget that your success is owing altogether to God's help, and +don't forget to thank Him with all your heart for His watchful care." + +"I'll be sure not to forget that, father," was the boy's reply. "I know +that the very greatest courage is of no use without God's blessing; and +I prayed for help before I set out, and several times afterward." + +"That was right, Watty, my son. Never forget God, and He will always be +with you, and protect you all your life long. And now, good-night, dear +boy." + +"Good-night, father," replied Walter, heartily; and both retired to +their humble beds, and were soon wrapped in deep and healthful slumber. + +[TO BE CONTINUED.] + + + + +A GIGANTIC JELLY-FISH. + + +Few excursions can be proposed more acceptable to young folks than going +a-fishing, and perhaps the most delightful sort of fishing is to be had +by accompanying some old fisherman out into the broad ocean. + +There are many circumstances that contribute to make a day's sport of +this kind more enjoyable than pond or river fishing, and not the least +of these consists in the wonderful variety of the creatures to be +caught. + +In our inland streams and lakes in any given locality the kinds of fish +to be caught are well known, and, comparatively speaking, there are not +many different sorts; but in ocean fishing the oldest fisherman, and +those most accustomed to the sorts of fish generally found in their +fishing grounds, every once in a while happen upon creatures the likes +of which have seldom, perhaps never, been seen before. Only a short time +since a Nantucket fisherman, rowing slowly along, buried the prow of his +boat in some partly yielding substance that brought him to a +stand-still. Somewhat startled, he went forward, oar in hand, to find +his little craft imbedded in the body of an enormous jelly-fish, the +largest ever seen. The soft and yielding body of the creature offered so +little resistance to his oar when he tried to push off, and he saw +himself so hopelessly entangled in the mass of slime and tentacles, +that, instead of attempting to free himself, he determined to tow it +ashore, which he did by passing a sail-cloth under its body and rowing +slowly homeward. + +[Illustration: THE CAPTURE.] + +Of course the rough encounter with the boat had considerably mutilated +the jelly-fish, and torn away portions of the long thread-like processes +or tentacles that hang from the central mass; yet these, when the +creature was laid along the sand of the ocean beach, measured over two +hundred feet in length, and it is conjectured that, uninjured and +stretched to their utmost length, they could not have been less than +three hundred feet long. The great shield-like body of the animal was +found to be over nine feet in diameter, two feet more than the largest +heretofore known, which is described by Professor Agassiz, who measured +it while it was floating lazily on the surface of the water. This +specimen was so large that the professor feared his account of it might +be considered exaggerated. + +The monster when alive looks as much as anything like an immense +circular plate or dish of glass floating bottom upward on the sea. The +color of the body is a brownish-red, with a rather broad margin of +creamy white edged with blue, while the tentacles--pink, blue, brown, +and purple--hang like skeins of colored glass threads from the under +parts of the shield. Very beautiful are these threads, glistening with a +silky lustre beneath the waves, but they are extremely dangerous, too. +Each of these threads, in fact, contains myriads of cells, in each one +of which is coiled up, ready to be darted forth on contact with any +living substance, a whip-like lance finer than the finest cambric +needle. Millions of these stings entering at once cause a sensation like +that of a violent electric shock, paralyzing and often killing the +creature with which they come in contact. + +[Illustration: HYDROID FROM WHICH THE JELLY-FISH GROWS.] + +This gigantic creature grows from the small one, called a hydroid, +represented in the small cut. You see the hydroid does not in the least +resemble a jelly-fish. Perhaps the strangest thing about these wonderful +lumps of animated jelly is that their young are not jelly-fishes at all, +but an entirely different sort of animals. Sometimes they take the shape +of a pile of platters, which finally separate and become individual +jelly-fish; sometimes they grow into living plants which bear eggs like +fruit, which eggs hatch and finally become jelly-fish. No fairy tale can +afford instances of transformations so surprising as do these +animals--more like animated bubbles than anything else to which they can +be compared; transparent and exhibiting the most brilliant colors, they +dissolve away when stranded so completely that no trace of their +substance seems to remain. + + + + +[Illustration: THE FIRST DROP OF BITTERNESS.] + +THE FIRST DROP OF BITTERNESS. + + + Come, little one, open your mouth! + I know it is bitter to drink; + But if you'll stop squirming and squalling, + You'll have it all down in a wink. + The poor little baby is sick, + And this is to cure the bad pain; + So swallow the medicine, darling, + And soon you can frolic again. + How glad should we be, who are older, + And have bitter burdens to bear, + To find out some wonderful doctor + With cures for each sorrow and care! + + * * * * * + +=At the Bottom of a Mine.=--Years ago some Welsh miners, in exploring an +old pit that had been long closed, found the body of a young man dressed +in a fashion long out of date. The peculiar action of the air of the +mine had been such as to preserve the body so perfectly that it appeared +asleep rather than dead. The miners were puzzled at the circumstance; no +one in the district had been missed within their remembrance; and at +last it was resolved to bring the oldest inhabitant--an old lady, long +past her eightieth year, who had lived single in the village the whole +of her life. On being brought into the presence of the body, a strange +scene occurred: the old lady fell on the corpse, kissed and addressed it +by every term of loving endearment, couched in the quaint language of a +by-gone generation. "He was her only love; she had waited for him during +her long life; she knew that he had not forsaken her." + +The old woman and the young man had been betrothed sixty years before. +The lover had disappeared mysteriously, and she had kept faithful during +that long interval. Time had stood still with the dead man, but had left +its mark on the living woman. The miners who were present were a rough +set, but very gently, and with tearful eyes, they removed the old lady +to her house, and the same night her faithful spirit rejoined that of +her long-lost lover. + + + + +THAT EARTHQUAKE! + + +Did you ever play in a cellar? I don't mean a cellar with a smooth +floor, and coal-bins, and a big furnace, and shelves with jars of nice +jam on them and glasses of jelly; I've been in that kind of a cellar +too--I like quince jelly the best; it's first rate spread on bread and +butter--but I'm talking of another kind of a cellar, one with the house +all taken away, and only a big brick chimney left in the centre, with +the top knocked off of that, and bricks and pieces of stone and chunks +of mortar scattered all round; with berry bushes growing in one corner, +and wild vines growing all around the edges. + +There was just such a cellar as this where I used to live, and Kate and +Teddy Ames, who lived in the next house, used to come over and play in +the cellar with Billy and me. + +Billy was my brother, eight years old, and the best fellow to play with +you ever saw, because he was always "sperimentin"--that's what mother +called it, and it meant trying to do things. + +Billy knew a great deal more than all the rest of the boys in our +school, and he was very fond of reading, but it didn't make him stupid a +bit, for whatever he read about he always wanted to go right off and see +if _he_ could do it too. This made great fun for us, and got Billy into +lots of scrapes. + +When he tried to do anything like what he had read about, he never would +be satisfied until he could do it all exactly as the reading said it +was. So when we had read _Robinson Crusoe_ together--I think Billy knew +it all by heart as well as he knew the table of sevens in the +multiplication table--he said, "Now let's play _Robinson Crusoe_." First +he called the old open cellar Crusoe's cave, and scooped out a place +between some stones and made it clean, and I braided a little mat and a +curtain out of some long grass for it, and there he put his old copy of +_Robinson Crusoe_, and for days and days, after school was out, and in +vacation, we played _Robinson Crusoe_ together. + +Kate was a parrot, and wanted a great deal of cracker, Teddy was a goat, +and I was the dog and "man Friday" by turns. We walked about in the +cellar pretending to look for the print of naked feet, Billy going in +front carrying a rusty old broken musket we had found in the garret, and +a piece of rubber hose (Billy always could find or make anything we +wanted) for a telescope, which he used to look through to see if there +were any savages in sight when he climbed up to the edge of the cellar. + +The cellar was really an island, just like Robinson Crusoe's; for Billy +and Teddy had digged a ditch all round it, and filled it with water; but +it was a very trying sort of an ocean, 'cause we had to fill it up every +morning. + +[Illustration: BILLY WATCHING FOR SAVAGES.--DRAWN BY C. S. REINHART.] + +Teddy, who could whittle nicely, made some little canoes, and when Billy +was looking through the hose for savages, it was Teddy's part to poke +the canoes with a long stick like a fish-pole, so they would float right +in front of Billy's hose. Then Billy would scramble down the wall, and +come running to us 'round behind the chimney, and tell us to lie very +still, for there were seven canoes full of cruel savages sailing for the +island. + +Then we would all creep close to the chimney on the shady side, and not +go out for two weeks, which meant about fifteen minutes (Billy counted +seven minutes to a week), and we liked this part of _Robinson Crusoe_ +very much indeed, 'cause then Billy would give us what he called +"rations"--nice sugary raisins, dried beef, and seed cookies, which he +said were cocoa-nuts given to him by monkeys that lived in tall trees in +another part of the island, where we should go with him some time when +he was sure the savages had left. + +Oh, if you never played _Robinson Crusoe_, you can't think what fun we +had playing it, and we played almost the whole book through, sometimes +one part, and sometimes another, and whatever part we played, Billy +tried to have it just as near like what the book said as it could be +made without a real ship, a real ocean, and a real island; and he was so +in earnest that it seemed real to me, and I used to feel shivery and +scared when he cried out that the savages were coming. + +There were all sorts of nice rubbishy things in the cellar to play with, +'cause everything that got broken or too old for use in the house--or +"the wreck," as Billy called it--got thrown out into the old cellar: +empty fruit cans, broken dishes, leaky old pans and dippers, parts of +broken chairs and broken looking-glasses, and old kettles and +frying-pans; bits of shingles, old nails, and piles and piles of clam +and oyster shells; and Billy knew the minute he saw a thing what to do +with it. + +Kate and I helped with pieces of muslin, ribbon, and old calico, so that +every day the little square place behind the chimney was more and more +like Robinson Crusoe's own house on the real island. + +One day papa stopped and looked at us as he was going by, and said he +was afraid it wasn't a safe place for us, the old chimney might tumble +down on us, or we might cut our feet on some of the broken things; but +mother only smiled and said, "Oh, do let the children be happy." I guess +she was jolly to play with when she was a little girl. + +She often came out, or sent Biddy out with a nice turn-over, or a plate +of hot ginger cookies; and after papa spoke about the chimney, she +climbed down into the cellar, and went over and felt the chimney all +round to see if it was quite firm. Once we coaxed her to stay with us +during the two weeks while the savages were on the island. Billy, who +liked to play just what was in the book, said at first that Robinson +Crusoe didn't ever have his mother with him, but he "guessed the man who +wrote the story would have put that in if he had known what larks it +was." + +But one day something happened that stopped our playing _Robinson +Crusoe_ or anything else for a long time. Mother had sent Billy on an +errand a long way off, Kate Ames was sick, and Teddy had to stay at home +to amuse her, and I was in the house, in the sitting-room with mother. + +The morning had been very pleasant and warm, and though I wished we were +all together in the cellar at play, I was quite contented with a book +called _Beechnut_, a Franconia story, and I was thinking that Beechnut +was almost just like Billy. Mother laid down her sewing, and went out of +the room, patting my cheek with her kind hand as she passed, to tell +Biddy something about dinner. + +In a few minutes it grew so dark that I looked out of the window to see +what made it, and saw the sky covering with a big black cloud that +unrolled ever so fast, and the wind began to blow very hard, and the +trees bent and turned over the white sides of their leaves in it. If +Billy had been at home I should have gone out with him to run in the +wind, because it feels so pleasant on my cheeks and in my hair, just as +flowing water looks. It grew darker, began to rain, and the wind grew +louder, with a queer sound; but I could see to read, and I got so +interested in Beechnut that, though I saw out of the side of my eye some +one go by the window, I did not really think about it, but kept on +reading till I heard papa's voice in the next room, and heard mamma say: + +"I'm so glad you're safe in the house; but where can Billy be? I sent +him to Morton's, but he ought to have been home an hour ago. It's a +perfect hurricane!" + +"Oh, he'll do," said papa; "he's under cover somewhere, but--" + +I couldn't hear any more, for just then the windows rattled; the floor +shook so I could hardly keep my seat. There was an awful roar of wind, a +crackling sound in the walls, a crash outside as if a load of coal were +being tumbled into the bin, and the pretty vases on the mantel fell and +broke to pieces on the floor. I ran as well as I could, and caught hold +of papa. He held mamma's hands. She was white, and looked so strange. It +frightened me more than all the rest, and I couldn't keep from crying. + +"Hurricane! my dear," I heard papa say; "it's an earthquake shock. I do +wish we knew where Billy is." + +Then I remembered, and I said, "Oh, mamma, don't be frightened; Billy +came in half an hour ago." + +But when papa, mamma, and I--Biddy coming after us, with her apron up +over her face, and crying, "Och, what a nize!" and "God save us!" every +step--went from room to room, we didn't find Billy. + +"Maggie, are you sure you saw him?" said mamma, stopping me, with both +her hands on my shoulders, at the head of the stairs--"are you sure?" + +"Oh yes; he went by the window when I was reading in _Beechnut_ about +where Phonny--" + +"The cellar!" cried mamma, and drew in her breath just like the sound of +the wind. + +Already the clouds had rolled away; the storm was over; and Biddy, who +had been standing at the back stairway window, cried out, "Feth, mem, +an' av me two eyes don't be afther desavin' me, the owld chimbley's +blowed over, an' niver a brick lift o' the poor childer's foine +play-house." + +In a moment mamma was down the stairs; papa could not hold her nor catch +up with her, and we all ran after her to the edge of the cellar. Our +pretty Robinson Crusoe house was all ruined. Dirt, sticks, stones, and +everything that had lain about the yard were just as if they had been +swept with a big broom into the cellar; and the big chimney--all blown +to pieces now--helped to fill up the cave. + +Mother was crying dreadfully, and I cried too. She went right down on +her knees, and began picking up and throwing out the bricks. Papa could +not stop her; she only said, in a voice that did not sound like mamma's +voice at all, "My Billy's here." + +It was so dreadful I can't remember exactly all about it; but papa got +Mr. Ames and one or two other men, and after a while mamma caught hold +of and kissed a little coat sleeve, and a hand so white it didn't look +one bit like Billy's. Mamma thought Billy was dead, and she sat down +very still, and did not try to work any more, but held the hand until +the men had lifted every bit off from Billy; and she went beside them +when he was carried in. He was not dead, he was only stunned; but his +arm, the one mamma found, was broken in three places. He had a great +deal of pain before his arm began to heal; but he never made a bit of +fuss about it, and he never said anything to papa or mamma about the +cellar, and how it happened, except just once when mamma asked him a +question, and he told her he had gone into the cellar to cover up some +of the things if he could. But the first time we were left alone +together he called me close to him. + +"The cave's all spoiled, I s'pose?" said he. + +"Oh yes. Papa had it filled up right away." + +Billy didn't say anything for a little while, but held on to my hand, +and looked so pleased, I wondered at it. Then he said: + +"I'm sorry for all the trouble I made them; but I don't mind telling +you, Maggie, because you're a real first-class girl, and won't tattle. I +was always bothering about how we could have the earthquake. We played +everything else of Robinson Crusoe's, you know, but I couldn't see how +to get that up." Billy was so eager that he forgot, and tried to lean on +his lame elbow. That made him twist his face, but after a moment he +smiled again. "Oh, Maggie," said he, "if that cellar had been filled up +before we had that earthquake, I never should have been satisfied; but +now, you see, I'm even with old Robinson!" + + + + +[Illustration] + +THE DOLLS' WEDDING. + + + I am so glad that the sunshine has driven the clouds away, + For my dolly, my darling dolly, is going to be married to-day. + She has had a great many suitors--a dozen, I do declare-- + And only last week, Wednesday, she refused a millionaire. + Sophie Read is his mother; she thought we'd feel so grand + That a doll with a diamond stud should offer my child his hand. + But Rose cares little for money, and she's given her heart away + To Charlie, the gallant sailor, who will make her his bride to-day. + + Nora has made her a bride-cake with frosting as white as snow, + And I wove her bridal wreath from the tiniest flowers that blow; + And brother Harry has promised (he's ever so kind, I'm sure) + To lend them his beautiful yacht when they sail on their wedding tour. + We make believe it's the ocean, the lake in the Park, you know; + And Charlie, the little sailor, is so delighted to go. + Oh, my! he does look cunning in his suit of navy blue. + His mother, my most particular friend, is little Nelly Drew. + + Look! they are coming, Mary. Oh, they are a lovely pair! + Charlie, the black-eyed sailor, and Rose with her golden hair. + Doesn't she look like a fairy peeping out from a fleecy cloud, + In that lovely dress and veil? But we mustn't talk out loud. + If I could just squeeze out a tear--I suppose it's the proper thing, + Since she is my only child--but indeed I would rather sing, + For the sun is shining brightly, and everything seems gay, + And to Charlie, the dear little sailor, my dolly is married to-day. + + + + +[Continued from No. 2, Page 15.] + +THE STORY OF A PARROT. + + +So many months had passed since I was stolen from my beautiful home that +I was already a bird of considerable size. I was brought on shore by a +sailor, who took me to a dismal place in a dirty, noisy street, where I +found several hundred other birds--parrots, canaries, Java sparrows, and +many kinds I had never seen before, confined in small cages. The +confusion of sounds was dreadful, and I was sorry to hear that most of +the conversation was the most malicious gossip. I was received with +shouts of derision, and indeed my appearance was as wretched as +possible. My feathers were soiled and broken, and I was overcome with +sadness. The air of the place was stifling, and although the man who had +charge of me gave me enough to eat, my cage and feed dishes were so +dirty that I could not taste a mouthful. Some of my companions showed +sympathy for me, and I found a sad consolation in chatting with them; +but for all that, the days passed wearily, and I often wished myself +dead. My cage was sometimes placed upon a long table in the centre of +the room, that I might be inspected by various persons, from whose +conversation with my owner I learned that I was for sale. How sadly my +thoughts flew back to my poor parents, who would certainly have died of +grief had they known of my unfortunate condition, and that I, a free +child of the broad African forest, was about to be sold into life-long +slavery! So bad-tempered was I (for I plunged furiously at every one who +approached me) that no one wished to buy me, and my owner would often +say, "That African imp is only fit to kill and stuff." He might kill and +stuff me for all I cared, and I made no effort to control my temper. + +At last one day a very kind-looking gentleman came in, and stopping +before my cage, began to admire the rich color of my plumage. "All he +needs is care and kindness to make him a fine bird," he said; and I soon +understood that he had ordered me sent to his house. + +[Illustration: I LIVED AGAIN IN THE FOREST.] + +From that day I might have had a pleasant life, but my malicious temper +was destined to bring me much farther trouble. My new master appeared +very fond of me, and did much for my comfort. I was allowed the liberty +of a fine perch, well provided with clean new feed dishes, but, to my +intense mortification and disgust, a chain was put upon my feet. My +perch stood near a large window, but heavy curtains prevented me from +getting more than a single peep of daylight. I saw my new master only +for a short time morning and evening, and the solitude was terrible. I +sat alone day after day, believing myself to be slowly dying of sadness. +I wished that my life could be one long sleep, for when, my head buried +in my feathers, I went to the land of dreams, I lived again in the +forest where I was born; I saw once more the noble branches of my native +tree, and heard the rushing waters of the mighty river on whose banks it +stood; I breathed the perfume of thousands of wild flowers; crowds of +brilliant birds came hurrying to comfort me; I saw again my father, my +mother, my brother, and my sister; I believed myself free once more. +Alas! sorrowful was the awaking from all these delights. + +"Are you happy?" my master would say. "Have you eaten your breakfast, +Lorito?" Yes, indeed, I had breakfasted. I did nothing but eat breakfast +from morning till night. I grew very fat, and what was worse, I became +so stupid that I repeated like an echo all my master's words. "Have you +eaten your breakfast?" I would scream; and my master would laugh, and +toss me a lump of sugar. That was my only recreation--to repeat my +master's words and eat sugar. I was gradually losing all sense of honor +and truth, and to be praised and get a lump of sugar I would rest my +beak in my claw and say, with a languishing air, "My head aches; let me +alone." My head did ache, too, sometimes, remembering the days when I +knew only the language of my fathers, when the sweet voice of my mother +waked me in the morning to pass a happy day playing with my brother and +sister. Solitude and confinement had soured my character. The rings of +my chain hurt my feet so that they were becoming swelled and inflamed. I +hated all the world. When my master filled my feed dish with dainties, +instead of gratefully accepting his kindness I would seize the dish and +spitefully overturn its contents. All day long I screamed as loud as I +could, and it gave me the greatest satisfaction when once a policeman +came running in great haste to inquire of the house-maid if there was +any trouble. "That horrid parrot!" I heard her say, and I laughed as +loud as I had screamed before. + +One morning my master entered the dining-room, in the window of which +stood my perch, followed by a lady and three beautiful children, who +rushed toward me eagerly. + +"Be careful, Hope," said her father, as the smallest of the three +stretched her little hand toward me; "that fellow bites like a savage." + +"Poor Rito, he won't bite me," she said, sweetly; but I know I would +have done it then, had not the children's mother astonished me by boldly +taking me on her hand. "Poor Lorito," she said. "Look at his feet. They +are all red and swelled. Anybody would be cross left all alone on a +perch with his feet chained together." + +She then gently removed my chain, and called the house-maid to carry the +perch, with me upon it, to her sitting-room, and to prepare a dish of +wine and sugar to bathe my feet. + +When I found myself alone in the sitting-room, and had time to think +quietly, I realized that a great change had taken place in the house. +Three children had come home, and my solitary days were over. They might +tease me, perhaps, but at least they would be company. Another thing too +I realized, and that was that for the first time I was free. I looked +around the room. It was light and sunny, and I could see that it was +filled with various pieces of handsome furniture for which parrots have +no use. You may be surprised, but to my mind a branch of a tree in a +wild forest is infinitely more beautiful and useful than all the fine +furniture in the world. + +I began slowly to swing myself down from my perch with the intention of +making a close inspection of the room. I am almost sure that at first I +was more curious than malicious, but, alas! I had scarcely started on my +voyage of discovery when I perceived a small blue and gilt bowl standing +upon the marble hearth. It contained the sweetened wine ordered as a +healing bath for my feet. The fragrance was so enticing that, forgetting +the good precepts my mother had taught me, I dipped my beak into the +bowl and took a long drink, nor did I stop so long as a single drop +remained. + +[Illustration: "TEARING OUT NAIL AFTER NAIL."] + +No sooner had I swallowed the contents of the bowl than I felt a strange +burning sensation in my head, which seemed on the point of dancing away +from my body. I was possessed of an intense desire to fight something, +and I gazed eagerly around the room in the hope of finding some enemy +with whom I could engage in mortal combat. I saw no moving thing in the +whole apartment which I could attack, but unfortunately my eyes fell +upon some shining brass nails which served as ornaments round the edge +of a table. To my heated imagination each nail seemed glaring directly +at me, menacing me like the evil eye of a bird of prey. I rushed madly +toward the table, and climbing up one of its legs, I seized a nail in my +beak. To my great delight I found I could easily pull it out, which I +immediately did, and threw it spitefully away. With yells of triumph I +crept all around the table, clinging with my claws, and tearing out nail +after nail as I went, until every one of those aggravating glaring eyes +lay scattered over the carpet. + +Although I was victorious in my violent battle with the nails, my +spirits were not yet calmed. In looking around for a new victim, I saw a +bottle standing upon a table in the centre of the room. The old saying +that he who drinks once will drink again is one of the truest of +proverbs, and I no sooner discovered the bottle than I made all possible +haste to reach it, hoping that it contained more sweetened wine. To be +sure, the liquid in the bottle was very dark colored, and had an +unpleasant odor, but in my eagerness I paid little attention to those +things. I tried to taste it, but the mouth of the bottle was too small +for my beak, and all my efforts were in vain. In my rage I vowed +revenge, and, screaming loudly, I threw the tantalizing thing with +violence to the floor. + +[Illustration: "I WAS BOTH HORRIBLE AND RIDICULOUS."] + +Alas! my ill behavior was sadly punished. The bottle I had overturned +was filled with ink, and I was spattered from head to foot with the vile +black mixture. My beautiful plumage, of which I had been so proud, was +ruined. I was both horrible and ridiculous. In this miserable and +forlorn condition I climbed back upon my perch, and in a most wretched +frame of mind waited to be discovered, and perhaps punished. + +[TO BE CONTINUED.] + + * * * * * + +=A Curious Incident.=--Horses will form strong attachments for dogs, but +it does not often happen that a horse derives any real benefit from +having a canine friend. The following case will show that a dog may +sometimes return a horse's affection in a very practical manner. A man +living in the country had a horse which happened to be turned out just +as his carrots were ready for pulling. He also had a dog that was on the +best of terms with the horse. One day he noticed that his carrots were +disappearing very fast, but he was almost certain that no one had got in +and stolen them. Still he determined to watch, and see who was robbing +him. His vigilance was rewarded, for he caught the thief in the very act +of pulling up the carrots. Then he cautiously followed him from the +garden, and found that he went off in the direction of the field where +the horse was. Arrived there, the owner of the carrots saw that his +horse was the receiver of his stolen goods. The thief was his dog. In +some way the dog had discovered that the horse had a partiality for +carrots, and was unable to gratify its taste; but with a sagacity that +is almost incredible, the dog found the means of obtaining the succulent +morsels for his friend, and this he did without scruple at his master's +expense. There was something more than instinct in this dog's head. But +any one who takes real notice of the habits and curious doings of +animals must inevitably come to the conclusion that the theory is not +tenable which maintains that animals can not think and reason. + + + + +[Illustration: OUR POST-OFFICE BOX.] + + + I was very glad when papa brought me the first number of _Young + People_, and told me I should have it every week. When I read the + story of Watty Hirzel, the brave Swiss boy, it made me think of a + boy I saw last summer in the Tyrol, where I went with papa and + mamma. He was helping his father row a boat on the Königs-See, a + beautiful lake in the Bavarian Tyrol. I remember him because he had + a bunch of Alpine roses and Edelweiss, which he gave to mamma. We + had never seen any flowers like them before, and we wondered if + there was any pretty English name for the Edelweiss. Mamma thinks + that perhaps if I ask _Young People_ I shall find out. It is a + white flower, with leaves like velvet, and the little boatman said + it grew very high up on the mountains, where the chamois live. + + MAMIE. + +We do not know any pretty English name for Edelweiss. The German name is +composed of two words--_edel_, signifying _noble_, and _weiss_, _white_. +If you are studying botany, perhaps you can determine to what family the +flower belongs--that is, if you have any carefully pressed specimens. + + * * * * * + + Will you please tell me why the Bank of England is called "the Old + Lady in Threadneedle Street," and who first called it so? I would + like to know, too, when the bank was founded, and when the building + it now occupies was erected. + + INQUISITIVE JIM. + +Will not some of our "young people" send answers to "Jim's" questions? + + * * * * * + + The picture of Chestnutting in the first number of _Young People_ + puts me in mind of our beechnutting parties. On the hill where my + papa's house stands there are a large number of beech-trees, and I + and my two little brothers have just had a fine frolic gathering + the queer three-sided little nuts. A beech forest is very beautiful + in autumn, when the golden leaves are fluttering down to the + ground, and the smooth, straight tree trunks tower upward like + silver-gray giants. When we gathered the nuts we spread some old + sheets and blankets under the tree, because the nuts are so very + small that otherwise we would never have been able to find them + among the heaps of dry leaves. They are nestled in russet-brown + burrs, something like chestnuts, and are so abundant that sometimes + we get a whole barrelful from one tree. We like them better than + chestnuts, and they keep all winter. My brothers and myself always + take a pocketful to school to eat with our luncheon. We often find + them in the spring among the heaps of last year's leaves, and after + they have lain under the snow all winter, they begin to sprout when + the first warm days come, and then they are very nice to eat. + + I hope the _Young People_ will tell us of some good winter-evening + games, for we never know what to do between supper and bed-time. We + always learn our lessons for the next day in the afternoon. + + SUSIE H. C. + + + + +WIGGLES. + + +We were scattered about our sitting-room table; the early tea was just +over, and a good long evening before us. (Us means papa, Bob, Mamie, and +Nelly. I am Nelly, and the eldest of the family--except papa, of +course.) + +Papa was reading the evening paper--something about stocks, I suppose; +Bob had both elbows firmly planted within two inches of the +student-lamp, handy for upsetting in case he sneezed; Mamie was looking +as doleful as if she had lost her kitten; and I was gazing in the fire +and dreaming. + +"Wish I had something to do," yawned Bob. + +"So do I," said Mamie. + +"Play checkers," I suggested. + +"No; only two can play that," objected Mamie. "Papa, don't you know +something we can play?" + +"Well," said papa, folding up his paper, "let me see. Bob, take yourself +out of the lamp. Play 'Recondite Forms.'" + +"What's _recondite_?" growled Bob. + +"Recondite means _hidden_, _concealed_, and this game is called +'Recondite Forms' because-- But you will understand it better after you +have played it. I want pencils and some rather thin paper." + +Bob and Mamie collected the pencils, I brought a supply of French +note-paper from my desk, and we all drew our chairs about the table, +ready for work. + +[Illustration] + +Papa took a pencil, and made a kind of wiggle, like No. 1 in the +picture; then he laid over that another sheet of paper, which was thin +enough to allow the pencil mark to show through; this he carefully +traced, so as to have an exact copy, and did the same with two other +sheets; then gave us each one, and told us to see what kind of a picture +we could make out of it; we might add to the line as much as we pleased, +but we must not alter nor cross it. + +"Oh," said Bob, "I don't know what to make!" + +"Hush!" said Mamie; "I want to think." + +Then silence reigned--at first puzzled, but afterward busy. + +"I've got it!" shouted Bob, dropping his pencil. + +"So've I," echoed Mamie. + +"Now for a grand exhibition!" said papa, collecting the papers, and +laying them in a row on the table. + +Bob had made a parrot out of his "wiggle," papa a graceful floating +figure, Mamie a high-heeled shoe, and I a fool with cap and bells. + +"Now," said papa, "do you see why this is called 'Recondite Forms'? In +this first line all the other figures were hidden, and it took only a +few pencil strokes to bring them out." + +"Yes, I see," said Bob. "Now let's try some more wiggles." + +"Wiggles!" said papa; "I don't know but that's a better name than the +other." + +"Oh yes; re-con-dite is awful hard," said Mamie. + +"Wiggles it is, then," said papa. + +And "wiggles" it has been ever since. I will add, for the benefit of +those outside my own small circle, that instead of French note-paper, +the common white wrapping-paper, such as grocers use in tying up parcels +of tea, is just as good for the purpose, and a great deal cheaper. With +several sheets of this, and two or three lead-pencils, "wiggles" may be +played for a whole evening. + +In the picture No. 6 is a new "wiggle" for _you_ to try your hand upon. +See what you can make of it, and in the next number I will give you _my_ +idea. + + * * * * * + +=Hats.=--The felt hat is as old as Homer. The Greeks made them in +skull-caps, conical, truncated, narrow, or broad-brimmed. The Phrygian +bonnet was an elevated cap without a brim, the apex turned over in +front. It is known as the cap of Liberty. An ancient figure of Liberty +in the times of Antonius Livius, A.D. 115, holds the cap in the right +hand. The Persians wore soft caps; plumed hats were the head-dress of +the Syrian corps of Xerxes; the broad-brim was worn by the Macedonian +kings. Castor means a beaver. The Armenian captive wore a plug hat. The +merchants of the fourteenth century wore a Flanders beaver. Charles +VII., in 1469, wore a felt hat lined with red, and plumed. The English +men and women in 1510 wore close woollen or knitted caps; two centuries +ago hats were worn in the house. Pepys, in his diary, wrote: "September, +1664, got a severe cold because he took off his hat at dinner;" and +again, in January, 1665, he got another cold by sitting too long with +his head bare, to allow his wife's maid to comb his hair and wash his +ears; and Lord Clarendon, in his essay, speaking of the decay of respect +due the aged, says "that in his younger days he never kept his hat on +before those older than himself, except at dinner." In the thirteenth +century Pope Innocent IV. allowed the cardinals the use of the scarlet +cloth hat. The hats now in use are the cloth hat, leather hat, paper +hat, silk hat, opera hat, spring-brim hat, and straw hat. + + * * * * * + +=Sponges.=--The coarse, soft, flat sponges, with large pores and great +orifices in them, come from the Bahamas and Florida. The finer kinds, +suitable for toilet use, are found in the Levant; the best on the coast +of Northern Syria, near Tripoli, and secondary qualities among the Greek +isles. These are either globular or of a cup-like form, with fine pores, +and are not easily torn. They are got by divers plunging from a boat, +many fathoms down, with a heavy stone tied to a rope for sinking the +man, who snatches the sponges, puts them into a net fastened to his +waist, and is then hauled up. Some of the Greeks, instead of diving, +throw short harpoons attached to a cord, having first spied their prey +at the bottom through a tin tube with a glass bottom immersed below the +surface waves. + + * * * * * + +[Illustration] + +A YOUNG CENTENARIAN. + +LADY (_with an eye for the picturesque_). "How old are you, little boy?" + +LITTLE DARKY. 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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: Harper's Young People, November 18, 1879 + An Illustrated Weekly + +Author: Various + +Release Date: February 26, 2009 [EBook #28196] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, NOV 18, 1879 *** + + + + +Produced by Annie McGuire + + + + + +</pre> + + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary=""> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THE_TOURNAMENT"><b>THE TOURNAMENT.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THE_BRAVE_SWISS_BOY"><b>THE BRAVE SWISS BOY.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#A_GIGANTIC_JELLY-FISH"><b>A GIGANTIC JELLY-FISH.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THAT_EARTHQUAKE"><b>THAT EARTHQUAKE!</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THE_DOLLS_WEDDING"><b>THE DOLLS' WEDDING.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THE_STORY_OF_A_PARROT"><b>THE STORY OF A PARROT.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#WIGGLES"><b>WIGGLES.</b></a></td></tr> +</table></div> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_17" id="Page_17">[Pg 17]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 1000px;"> +<img src="images/illo_001.jpg" width="1000" height="383" alt="Banner: Harper's Young People" title="" /> +</div> + +<hr style='width: 100%;' /> + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" width="100%" summary=""> +<tr><td align='left'><span class="smcap">Vol</span>. I.—<span class="smcap">No</span>. 3.</td><td align='center'><span class="smcap">Published by HARPER & BROTHERS, New York</span>.</td><td align='right'><span class="smcap">Price Four Cents</span>.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Tuesday, November 18, 1879.</td><td align='center'>Copyright, 1879, by <span class="smcap">Harper & Brothers</span>.</td><td align='right'>$1.50 per Year, in Advance.</td></tr> +</table></div> + +<hr style='width: 100%;' /> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/illo_002.jpg" width="600" height="416" alt="THE TOURNAMENT.—Drawn by James E. Kelly." title="" /> +<span class="caption">THE TOURNAMENT.—<span class="smcap">Drawn by James E. Kelly</span>.</span> +</div> + +<h2><a name="THE_TOURNAMENT" id="THE_TOURNAMENT"></a>THE TOURNAMENT.</h2> + +<p>Great rivalry arose once between James and Henry, two school-mates and +warm friends, and all on account of a pretty girl who went to the same +school. Each one wanted to walk with her, and carry her books and lunch +basket; and as Mary was a bit of a coquette, and showed no preference +for either of her admirers, each tried to be the first to meet her in +the shady winding lane that led from her house to the school. At last +they determined to decide the matter in the old knightly manner, by a +tournament. Two stout boys consented to act as chargers, and the day for +the meeting was appointed.</p> + +<p>It was Saturday afternoon, a half-holiday, when the rivals met in the +back yard of Henry's house, armed with old brooms for lances, and with +shields made out of barrel heads. The chargers backed up against the +fence, the champions mounted and faced each other from opposite sides of +the yard. The herald with an old tin horn gave the signal for the onset. +There was a wild rush across the yard, and a terrific shock as the +champions met. James's lance struck Henry right under the chin, and +overthrew him in spite of his gallant efforts to keep his seat.</p> + +<p>The herald at once proclaimed victory for James; and Henry, before he +was allowed to rise from the ground, was compelled to renounce all +intention of walking to school with Mary in the future.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h4>[Begun in No. 1 of <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span>, Nov. 4.]</h4> + +<h2><a name="THE_BRAVE_SWISS_BOY" id="THE_BRAVE_SWISS_BOY"></a>THE BRAVE SWISS BOY.</h2> + +<h3><i>II.—A PERILOUS ADVENTURE.—(Continued.)</i></h3> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 346px;"> +<img src="images/illo_003.jpg" width="346" height="500" alt=""WALTER AIMED TWO OR THREE BLOWS AT THE CREATURE'S +BREAST."" title="" /> +<span class="caption">"WALTER AIMED TWO OR THREE BLOWS AT THE CREATURE'S +BREAST."</span> +</div> + +<p>In this dreadful crisis, Walter pressed as hard as he could against the +rocky crag, having but one hand at liberty to defend himself against the +furious attack of the bird. It was quite impossible for him to get at +his axe, and the force with which he was assaulted caused him nearly to +let go his hold. He tried to seize the vulture's throat and strangle it; +but the bird was too active, and made all such attempts perfectly +useless. He could scarcely hope to continue such a dangerous struggle +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_18" id="Page_18">[Pg 18]</a></span>much longer. He was becoming faint from terror, and his left hand was +fast growing benumbed with grasping the rock. He had almost resigned +himself to his fate, and expected the next moment to be dashed to pieces +on the field of ice beneath. Suddenly, however, he recollected his +pocket-knife, and a new ray of hope dawned. Giving up the attempt to +clutch at the furious bird, he drew the knife out of his pocket, and +opened it with his teeth, and aiming two or three blows at the +creature's breast, he found at last that he had been successful in +reaching some mortal part. The fluttering of the wings ceased, and the +dying bird stained the virgin snow with its blood on the ice-field +below. Walter was saved; there was no other enemy now to fear; his life +was no longer in danger; but his energies were taxed to the utmost, and +it was well for him that the terrible contest had lasted no longer.</p> + +<p>Pale, trembling in every limb, and spattered with the vulture's blood as +well as that which trickled from the many wounds he had received, the +valiant young cragsman sank helplessly to the ground, where he lay for +some minutes, paralyzed with the terrible exertion he had gone through. +At length, however, he so far recovered himself as to be able to +continue his fatiguing and dangerous journey, and soon succeeded in +reaching the spot where he had left his jacket, shoes, and alpenstock. +Having gained a place of safety, he poured forth his thanks to God for +delivering him from such great danger, and began to bind up his wounds, +which for the first time were now paining him. When this was +accomplished in a rough and ready sort of way, he had a peep at the +trophies in his bag, whose capture had been attended with such +adventurous danger, and with the aid of his alpenstock succeeded in +getting the dead body of the old bird, which he found had been struck +right to the heart. But his knife he could not recover, so concluded +that he must have dropped it after the deadly encounter.</p> + +<p>"That doesn't matter much," said he to himself, as he looked at the size +of the bird. "It is a good exchange; and if I give the stranger the old +bird with the young ones, I dare say he will give me another knife. What +a splendid creature! Fully four feet long, and the wings at least three +yards across. How father will open his eyes when he sees the dead +Lämmergeier—and the Scotch gentleman too!"</p> + +<p>Tying the legs of the bird together with cord which he had fortunately +brought, he slung it across his shoulder to balance the weight of the +bag, and then started on his journey across the glacier, the foot of +which he soon reached, and was then within hailing distance of the hotel +where the stranger was residing.</p> + +<p>It was a good thing that he had not been kept longer away, for the sun +was beginning to set by the time he reached the valley, and only the +highest peaks were lit up by its departing glory. Tired and hungry, +Walter was thankful to find himself once more at the door of the inn, +where there was the same crowd of travellers, guides, horses, and mules +he had seen in the morning. His appearance had attracted general +attention as he descended the last hill leading to the hotel.</p> + +<p>"Why, I declare it's Watty Hirzel!" exclaimed one of the guides. "He was +here this morning, and I declare he's got a young eagle hanging across +his shoulder."</p> + +<p>"Say an old vulture, Mohrle, and you'll be nearer the mark," replied the +lad in a cheerful tone and with sparkling eyes; for he felt so proud of +the triumph he had achieved that all fatigue seemed to be forgotten. "An +old vulture, Mohrle, and a splendid fellow into the bargain! I've got +the young ones in my bag here."</p> + +<p>"You're a pretty fellow!" said another guide, with a sneer. "I suppose +you mean to tell us that you've killed the old bird and carried off the +young ones?"</p> + +<p>"Yes, that is just what I mean to tell you," replied the boy, smiling, +and paying no attention to the sneer of the other. "I've done it all +alone. I took the youngsters out of the nest, and had a regular fight +with the old ones afterward. I brought one of them home; but the other +you will find somewhere in the Urbacht Valley, if you like to go and +look for it."</p> + +<p>"I think the lad speaks the truth," said Mohrle, gazing at Walter with +astonishment and respect.—"You've had a long journey, my boy, and +you're covered with blood. Did the old vulture hurt you?"</p> + +<p>"Yes, the brute stuck his claws into me, and if I hadn't had a sharp +knife in my pocket, it would have been all over with me. But let me +through, for I want to take the young birds up stairs to a gentleman +here."</p> + +<p>Mohrle and the other guides who had surrounded the courageous boy would +gladly have detained him longer to hear all the particulars of his +daring adventure; but he pressed through the crowd, promising to tell +them all about it afterward, and made his way up to the room occupied by +Mr. Seymour, who received him with as much astonishment as the guides +had done.</p> + +<p>"There, Sir," exclaimed Walter, as he took the young vultures out of his +bag and placed them on the floor—"there are the birds you wanted; and +here is one of the old ones, which I brought with me from the Engelhorn. +But you must let them have something to eat—the live ones, I mean; for +they've had nothing for nearly a whole day, and are squealing for +hunger."</p> + +<p>Mr. Seymour stood for a moment speechless. He was filled with delight at +the sight of the young birds he had so long wished for, but was at the +same time dumfounded at the courage and honor of the young mountaineer.</p> + +<p>"Is it possible?" he exclaimed at last. "Have you really ventured to +risk your life, although I told you that I didn't want the birds?"</p> + +<p>"Well, Sir, I know you said so; but I saw by your face that you would +like to have them all the same; and so, as you had been so kind to me, I +didn't mind running a little risk to please you, although it was hard +work. So there they are; but you mustn't forget to feed them, or they +will be starved to death before morning."</p> + +<p>"Oh, we will take good care that they don't die of hunger," replied Mr. +Seymour, ringing the bell. "I think, as you take such a warm interest in +the welfare of the birds, you must feel rather hungry yourself. So sit +down and have something to eat, and then you can tell me all about your +adventure."</p> + +<p>When the waiter came, some raw meat was ordered for the +fledgelings—which were presently safely housed in the stable-yard—and +a good dinner for Walter, who, aided by Mr. Seymour's encouraging +remarks, did justice to a meal the like of which he had never before +seen—a finale which was to him by far the most agreeable part of his +day's work. Then the lad commenced, in simple language, to describe all +that he had gone through, which, while it pleased his host thoroughly, +caused him to feel still greater surprise and admiration at his young +friend's unaffected bravery and presence of mind.</p> + +<p>"You have performed a brave and daring action," said he, when Walter had +finished his story. "I should call it a rash and fool-hardy adventure, +had you not been actuated by a noble motive in carrying it out. A +feeling of gratitude inspired you, and therefore God was with you, and +preserved you. But tell me, boy, how is it that you had courage and +resolution enough to expose yourself to such a frightful risk?"</p> + +<p>"Well, Sir, I can't say," replied Walter, thoughtfully. "All I know is +that I was determined to do it, and that is enough to help one over a +great many hard things. At the very last, when I was attacked by the +second vulture, and might have been easily thrown down the rocks, the +thought came into my mind that you must and ought to have the birds; and +then I recollected the knife in my pocket, which settled the business. +Yes; that was it, Sir. You had been so generous to me, that I made up my +mind to<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_19" id="Page_19">[Pg 19]</a></span> fight it out; and there's the end of it. I couldn't think of +being ungrateful after so much kindness."</p> + +<p>"Well, my lad, you have proved most clearly that you have a thankful +heart and a cool and determined head," said Mr. Seymour, not without +emotion. "Maintain these characteristics, and use them always for good +and noble purposes, and I am sure you will find the end of every +adventure as satisfactory as this has been to-day. I owe you a new knife +and a suit of clothes; for the old vulture that has used you so badly +was not in our bargain this morning. But we will talk about that another +time. You had better go home now, for I think your father will begin to +feel anxious about you, as it is getting late. I will come and see you +in the morning."</p> + +<p>Walter left the room in great glee. He stopped a few minutes in the +court-yard to tell the impatient guides what he had gone through, and +then hurried home as fast as he could, where he found his father waiting +for him with some impatience. "Everything is settled, father!" he +exclaimed, as he clasped him round the neck. "We shall get our cow back +again now; for I've got the money, and Neighbor Frieshardt can't keep +her any longer. I've brought it back with me from the Engelhorn."</p> + +<p>The peasant could scarce believe the hurried words of the excited boy, +and was afraid his head was turned, until Walter opened the little +cupboard where he had put the money, and laid the two bright gold pieces +on the table. There was no longer any room for doubt; and the poor man's +eyes sparkled with delight as he looked at the sum which was just +sufficient to pay his debt and rescue the cow from the hands of his +neighbor.</p> + +<p>"But how did you come by all this money, Watty?" he inquired. "I hope +you have got it fairly and honestly?"</p> + +<p>"Yes, quite honestly, father," replied the boy, with an open and +exultant smile.</p> + +<p>"Well, tell me— But no; I must go and get Liesli out of prison without +a moment's delay. Come along with me to Neighbor Frieshardt's, Watty."</p> + +<p>Away went the happy pair to the neighboring farm-house; and although +Frieshardt looked sullen and displeased when Toni Hirzel laid the gold +pieces on the table, it was no use for him to offer any resistance; so +he went rather sulkily to the cow-house, and let out the captive animal, +which was followed home by the peasant and his proud son, and got a +capital supper in her old quarters. When this important business was +accomplished, Walter repaired with his father to the little cottage +again, and for the third and last time that day related all the +adventures he had gone through in his hunt for the vulture's nest.</p> + +<p>"Thanks be to God that He has watched over you, and brought you safely +home again!" exclaimed the father, who had listened with a beating heart +to his son's story. "It is a great blessing that we have got the money, +for my cousin couldn't lend me any. But now promise me faithfully, +youngster, that you will never go on such a dangerous errand again +without speaking to me about it. It is a perfect miracle that you have +come back alive! We have good reason to be thankful as long as we live +that you didn't miss your footing or get killed by that savage vulture. +But what I wonder most at is that you could muster up the pluck for such +a risky business. It was too dangerous."</p> + +<p>"Well, father, I did it for you, and so that we could get poor Liesli +back again," replied the boy. "We could never have got on without the +cow; and as the Scotch gentleman had been so kind to me, I made up my +mind to get the young birds for him, and thought nothing about the +danger I ran, if I could only accomplish my undertaking."</p> + +<p>"I am very glad you have been so successful," said his father; "but +never forget that your success is owing altogether to God's help, and +don't forget to thank Him with all your heart for His watchful care."</p> + +<p>"I'll be sure not to forget that, father," was the boy's reply. "I know +that the very greatest courage is of no use without God's blessing; and +I prayed for help before I set out, and several times afterward."</p> + +<p>"That was right, Watty, my son. Never forget God, and He will always be +with you, and protect you all your life long. And now, good-night, dear +boy."</p> + +<p>"Good-night, father," replied Walter, heartily; and both retired to +their humble beds, and were soon wrapped in deep and healthful slumber.</p> + +<h4>[<span class="smcap">to be continued</span>.]</h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="A_GIGANTIC_JELLY-FISH" id="A_GIGANTIC_JELLY-FISH"></a>A GIGANTIC JELLY-FISH.</h2> + +<p>Few excursions can be proposed more acceptable to young folks than going +a-fishing, and perhaps the most delightful sort of fishing is to be had +by accompanying some old fisherman out into the broad ocean.</p> + +<p>There are many circumstances that contribute to make a day's sport of +this kind more enjoyable than pond or river fishing, and not the least +of these consists in the wonderful variety of the creatures to be +caught.</p> + +<p>In our inland streams and lakes in any given locality the kinds of fish +to be caught are well known, and, comparatively speaking, there are not +many different sorts; but in ocean fishing the oldest fisherman, and +those most accustomed to the sorts of fish generally found in their +fishing grounds, every once in a while happen upon creatures the likes +of which have seldom, perhaps never, been seen before. Only a short time +since a Nantucket fisherman, rowing slowly along, buried the prow of his +boat in some partly yielding substance that brought him to a +stand-still. Somewhat startled, he went forward, oar in hand, to find +his little craft imbedded in the body of an enormous jelly-fish, the +largest ever seen. The soft and yielding body of the creature offered so +little resistance to his oar when he tried to push off, and he saw +himself so hopelessly entangled in the mass of slime and tentacles, +that, instead of attempting to free himself, he determined to tow it +ashore, which he did by passing a sail-cloth under its body and rowing +slowly homeward.</p> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 275px;"> +<img src="images/illo_004.jpg" width="275" height="450" alt="THE CAPTURE." title="" /> +<span class="caption">THE CAPTURE.</span> +</div> + +<p>Of course the rough encounter with the boat had considerably mutilated +the jelly-fish, and torn away portions of the long thread-like processes +or tentacles that hang from the central mass; yet these, when the +creature was laid along the sand of the ocean beach, measured over two +hundred feet in length, and it is conjectured that, uninjured and +stretched to their utmost length, they could not have been less than +three hundred feet long. The great shield-like body of the animal was +found to be over nine feet in diameter, two feet more than the largest +heretofore known, which is described by Professor Agassiz, who measured +it while it was floating lazily on the surface of the water. This +specimen was so large that the professor feared his account of it might +be considered exaggerated.</p> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 200px;"> +<img src="images/illo_005.jpg" width="200" height="195" alt="HYDROID FROM WHICH THE JELLY-FISH GROWS." title="" /> +<span class="caption">HYDROID FROM WHICH THE JELLY-FISH GROWS.</span> +</div> + +<p>The monster when alive looks as much as anything like an immense +circular plate or dish of glass floating bottom upward on the sea. The +color of the body is a brownish-red, with a rather broad margin of +creamy white edged with blue, while the tentacles—pink, blue, brown, +and purple—hang like skeins of colored glass threads from the under +parts of the shield. Very beautiful are these threads, glistening with a +silky lustre beneath the waves, but they are extremely dangerous, too. +Each of these threads, in fact, contains myriads of cells, in each one +of which is coiled up, ready to be darted forth on contact with any +living substance, a whip-like lance finer than the finest cambric +needle. Millions of these stings entering at once cause a sensation like +that of a violent electric shock, paralyzing and often killing the +creature with which they come in contact.</p> + +<p>This gigantic creature grows from the small one, called a hydroid, +represented in the small cut. You see the hydroid does not in the least +resemble a jelly-fish. Perhaps the strangest thing about these wonderful +lumps of animated jelly is that their young are not jelly-fishes at all, +but an entirely different sort of animals. Sometimes they take the shape +of a pile of platters, which finally separate and become individual +jelly-fish; sometimes they grow into living plants which bear eggs like +fruit, which eggs hatch and finally become jelly-fish. No fairy tale can +afford instances of transformations so surprising as do these +animals—more like animated bubbles than anything else to which they can +be compared; transparent and exhibiting the most brilliant colors, they +dissolve away when stranded so completely that no trace of their +substance seems to remain.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_20" id="Page_20">[Pg 20]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/illo_006.jpg" width="600" height="415" alt="THE FIRST DROP OF BITTERNESS." title="" /> +<span class="caption">THE FIRST DROP OF BITTERNESS.</span> +</div> + +<h2>THE FIRST DROP OF BITTERNESS.</h2> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 15em;">Come, little one, open your mouth!</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 16em;">I know it is bitter to drink;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 15em;">But if you'll stop squirming and squalling,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 16em;">You'll have it all down in a wink.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 15em;">The poor little baby is sick,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 16em;">And this is to cure the bad pain;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 15em;">So swallow the medicine, darling,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 16em;">And soon you can frolic again.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 15em;">How glad should we be, who are older,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 16em;">And have bitter burdens to bear,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 15em;">To find out some wonderful doctor</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 16em;">With cures for each sorrow and care!</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p><b>At the Bottom of a Mine.</b>—Years ago some Welsh miners, in exploring an +old pit that had been long closed, found the body of a young man dressed +in a fashion long out of date. The peculiar action of the air of the +mine had been such as to preserve the body so perfectly that it appeared +asleep rather than dead. The miners were puzzled at the circumstance; no +one in the district had been missed within their remembrance; and at +last it was resolved to bring the oldest inhabitant—an old lady, long +past her eightieth year, who had lived single in the village the whole +of her life. On being brought into the presence of the body, a strange +scene occurred: the old lady fell on the corpse, kissed and addressed it +by every term of loving endearment, couched in the quaint language of a +by-gone generation. "He was her only love; she had waited for him during +her long life; she knew that he had not forsaken her."</p> + +<p>The old woman and the young man had been betrothed sixty years before. +The lover had disappeared mysteriously, and she had kept faithful during +that long interval. Time had stood still with the dead man, but had left +its mark on the living woman. The miners who were present were a rough +set, but very gently, and with tearful eyes, they removed the old lady +to her house, and the same night her faithful spirit rejoined that of +her long-lost lover.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="THAT_EARTHQUAKE" id="THAT_EARTHQUAKE"></a>THAT EARTHQUAKE!</h2> + +<p>Did you ever play in a cellar? I don't mean a cellar with a smooth +floor, and coal-bins, and a big furnace, and shelves with jars of nice +jam on them and glasses of jelly; I've been in that kind of a cellar +too—I like quince jelly the best; it's first rate spread on bread and +butter—but I'm talking of another kind of a cellar, one with the house +all taken away, and only a big brick chimney left in the centre, with +the top knocked off of that, and bricks and pieces of stone and chunks +of mortar scattered all round; with berry bushes growing in one corner, +and wild vines growing all around the edges.</p> + +<p>There was just such a cellar as this where I used to live, and Kate and +Teddy Ames, who lived in the next house, used to come over and play in +the cellar with Billy and me.</p> + +<p>Billy was my brother, eight years old, and the best fellow to play with +you ever saw, because he was always "sperimentin"—that's what mother +called it, and it meant trying to do things.</p> + +<p>Billy knew a great deal more than all the rest of the boys in our +school, and he was very fond of reading, but it didn't make him stupid a +bit, for whatever he read about he always wanted to go right off and see +if <i>he</i> could do it too. This made great fun for us, and got Billy into +lots of scrapes.</p> + +<p>When he tried to do anything like what he had read about, he never would +be satisfied until he could do it all exactly as the reading said it +was. So when we had read <i>Robinson Crusoe</i> together—I think Billy knew +it all by heart as well as he knew the table of sevens in the +multiplication table—he said, "Now let's play <i>Robinson Crusoe</i>." First +he called the old open cellar Crusoe's cave, and scooped out a place +between some stones and made it clean, and I braided a little mat and a +curtain out of some long grass for it, and there he put his old copy of +<i>Robinson Crusoe</i>, and for days and days, after school was out, and in +vacation, we played <i>Robinson Crusoe</i> together.</p> + +<p>Kate was a parrot, and wanted a great deal of cracker, Teddy was a goat, +and I was the dog and "man Friday" by turns. We walked about in the +cellar pretending to look for the print of naked feet, Billy going in +front carrying a rusty old broken musket we had found in the garret, and +a piece of rubber hose (Billy always could find or make anything we +wanted) for a telescope, which he used to look through to see if there +were any savages in sight when he climbed up to the edge of the cellar.</p> + +<p>The cellar was really an island, just like Robinson Crusoe's; for Billy +and Teddy had digged a ditch all round it, and filled it with water; but +it was a very trying sort of an ocean, 'cause we had to fill it up every +morning.</p> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 317px;"> +<img src="images/illo_007.jpg" width="317" height="400" alt="BILLY WATCHING FOR SAVAGES.—Drawn by C. S. Reinhart." title="" /> +<span class="caption">BILLY WATCHING FOR SAVAGES.—<span class="smcap">Drawn by C. S. Reinhart</span>.</span> +</div> + +<p>Teddy, who could whittle nicely, made some little canoes, and when Billy +was looking through the hose for savages, it was Teddy's part to poke +the canoes with a long stick like a fish-pole, so they would float right +in front of Billy's hose. Then Billy would scramble down the wall, and +come running to us 'round behind the chimney, and tell us to lie very +still, for there were seven canoes full of cruel savages sailing for the +island.</p> + +<p>Then we would all creep close to the chimney on the shady side, and not +go out for two weeks, which meant about fifteen minutes (Billy counted +seven minutes to a week), and we liked this part of <i>Robinson Crusoe</i> +very much indeed, 'cause then Billy would give us what he called +"rations"—nice sugary raisins, dried beef, and seed cookies, which he +said were cocoa-nuts given to him by monkeys that lived in tall trees in +another part of the island, where we should go with him some time when +he was sure the savages had left.</p> + +<p>Oh, if you never played <i>Robinson Crusoe</i>, you can't think what fun we +had playing it, and we played almost the whole book through, sometimes +one part, and sometimes another, and whatever part we played, Billy +tried to have it just as near like what the book said as it could be +made without a real ship, a real ocean, and a real island; and he was so +in earnest that it seemed real to me, and I used to feel shivery and +scared when he cried out that the savages were coming.</p> + +<p>There were all sorts of nice rubbishy things in the cellar to play with, +'cause everything that<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_21" id="Page_21">[Pg 21]</a></span> got broken or too old for use in the house—or +"the wreck," as Billy called it—got thrown out into the old cellar: +empty fruit cans, broken dishes, leaky old pans and dippers, parts of +broken chairs and broken looking-glasses, and old kettles and +frying-pans; bits of shingles, old nails, and piles and piles of clam +and oyster shells; and Billy knew the minute he saw a thing what to do +with it.</p> + +<p>Kate and I helped with pieces of muslin, ribbon, and old calico, so that +every day the little square place behind the chimney was more and more +like Robinson Crusoe's own house on the real island.</p> + +<p>One day papa stopped and looked at us as he was going by, and said he +was afraid it wasn't a safe place for us, the old chimney might tumble +down on us, or we might cut our feet on some of the broken things; but +mother only smiled and said, "Oh, do let the children be happy." I guess +she was jolly to play with when she was a little girl.</p> + +<p>She often came out, or sent Biddy out with a nice turn-over, or a plate +of hot ginger cookies; and after papa spoke about the chimney, she +climbed down into the cellar, and went over and felt the chimney all +round to see if it was quite firm. Once we coaxed her to stay with us +during the two weeks while the savages were on the island. Billy, who +liked to play just what was in the book, said at first that Robinson +Crusoe didn't ever have his mother with him, but he "guessed the man who +wrote the story would have put that in if he had known what larks it +was."</p> + +<p>But one day something happened that stopped our playing <i>Robinson +Crusoe</i> or anything else for a long time. Mother had sent Billy on an +errand a long way off, Kate Ames was sick, and Teddy had to stay at home +to amuse her, and I was in the house, in the sitting-room with mother.</p> + +<p>The morning had been very pleasant and warm, and though I wished we were +all together in the cellar at play, I was quite contented with a book +called <i>Beechnut</i>, a Franconia story, and I was thinking that Beechnut +was almost just like Billy. Mother laid down her sewing, and went out of +the room, patting my cheek with her kind hand as she passed, to tell +Biddy something about dinner.</p> + +<p>In a few minutes it grew so dark that I looked out of the window to see +what made it, and saw the sky covering with a big black cloud that +unrolled ever so fast, and the wind began to blow very hard, and the +trees bent and turned over the white sides of their leaves in it. If +Billy had been at home I should have gone out with him to run in the +wind, because it feels so pleasant on my cheeks and in my hair, just as +flowing water looks. It grew darker, began to rain, and the wind grew +louder, with a queer sound; but I could see to read, and I got so +interested in Beechnut that, though I saw out of the side of my eye some +one go by the window, I did not really think about it, but kept on +reading till I heard papa's voice in the next room, and heard mamma say:</p> + +<p>"I'm so glad you're safe in the house; but where can Billy be? I sent +him to Morton's, but he ought to have been home an hour ago. It's a +perfect hurricane!"</p> + +<p>"Oh, he'll do," said papa; "he's under cover somewhere, but—"</p> + +<p>I couldn't hear any more, for just then the windows rattled; the floor +shook so I could hardly keep my seat. There was an awful roar of wind, a +crackling sound in the walls, a crash outside as if a load of coal were +being tumbled into the bin, and the pretty vases on the mantel fell and +broke to pieces on the floor. I ran as well as I could, and caught hold +of papa. He held mamma's hands. She was white, and looked so strange. It +frightened me more than all the rest, and I couldn't keep from crying.</p> + +<p>"Hurricane! my dear," I heard papa say; "it's an earthquake shock. I do +wish we knew where Billy is."</p> + +<p>Then I remembered, and I said, "Oh, mamma, don't be frightened; Billy +came in half an hour ago."</p> + +<p>But when papa, mamma, and I—Biddy coming after us, with her apron up +over her face, and crying, "Och, what a nize!" and "God save us!" every +step—went from room to room, we didn't find Billy.</p> + +<p>"Maggie, are you sure you saw him?" said mamma, stopping me, with both +her hands on my shoulders, at the head of the stairs—"are you sure?"</p> + +<p>"Oh yes; he went by the window when I was reading in <i>Beechnut</i> about +where Phonny—"</p> + +<p>"The cellar!" cried mamma, and drew in her breath just like the sound of +the wind.</p> + +<p>Already the clouds had rolled away; the storm was over; and Biddy, who +had been standing at the back stairway window, cried out, "Feth, mem, +an' av me two eyes don't be afther desavin' me, the owld chimbley's +blowed over, an' niver a brick lift o' the poor childer's foine +play-house."</p> + +<p>In a moment mamma was down the stairs; papa could not hold her nor catch +up with her, and we all ran after her to the edge of the cellar. Our +pretty Robinson Crusoe house was all ruined. Dirt, sticks, stones, and +everything that had lain about the yard were just as if they had been +swept with a big broom into the cellar; and the big chimney—all blown +to pieces now—helped to fill up the cave.</p> + +<p>Mother was crying dreadfully, and I cried too. She went right down on +her knees, and began picking up and throwing out the bricks. Papa could +not stop her; she only said, in a voice that did not sound like mamma's +voice at all, "My Billy's here."</p> + +<p>It was so dreadful I can't remember exactly all about it; but papa got +Mr. Ames and one or two other men, and after a while mamma caught hold +of and kissed a little coat sleeve, and a hand so white it didn't look +one bit like Billy's. Mamma thought Billy was dead, and she sat down +very still, and did not try to work any more, but held the hand until +the men had lifted every bit off from Billy; and she went beside them +when he was carried in. He was not dead, he was only stunned; but his +arm, the one mamma found, was broken in three places. He had a great +deal of pain before his arm began to heal; but he never made a bit of +fuss about it, and he never said anything to papa or mamma about the +cellar, and how it happened, except just once when mamma asked him a +question, and he told her he had gone into the cellar to cover up some +of the things if he could. But the first time we were left alone +together he called me close to him.</p> + +<p>"The cave's all spoiled, I s'pose?" said he.</p> + +<p>"Oh yes. Papa had it filled up right away."</p> + +<p>Billy didn't say anything for a little while, but held on to my hand, +and looked so pleased, I wondered at it. Then he said:</p> + +<p>"I'm sorry for all the trouble I made them; but I don't mind telling +you, Maggie, because you're a real first-class girl, and won't tattle. I +was always bothering about how we could have the earthquake. We played +everything else of Robinson Crusoe's, you know, but I couldn't see how +to get that up." Billy was so eager that he forgot, and tried to lean on +his lame elbow. That made him twist his face, but after a moment he +smiled again. "Oh, Maggie," said he, "if that cellar had been filled up +before we had that earthquake, I never should have been satisfied; but +now, you see, I'm even with old Robinson!"<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_22" id="Page_22">[Pg 22]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 246px;"> +<img src="images/illo_008.jpg" width="246" height="300" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<h2><a name="THE_DOLLS_WEDDING" id="THE_DOLLS_WEDDING"></a>THE DOLLS' WEDDING.</h2> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 11em;">I am so glad that the sunshine has driven the clouds away,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 11em;">For my dolly, my darling dolly, is going to be married to-day.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 11em;">She has had a great many suitors—a dozen, I do declare—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 11em;">And only last week, Wednesday, she refused a millionaire.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 11em;">Sophie Read is his mother; she thought we'd feel so grand</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 11em;">That a doll with a diamond stud should offer my child his hand.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 11em;">But Rose cares little for money, and she's given her heart away</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 11em;">To Charlie, the gallant sailor, who will make her his bride to-day.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 11em;">Nora has made her a bride-cake with frosting as white as snow,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 11em;">And I wove her bridal wreath from the tiniest flowers that blow;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 11em;">And brother Harry has promised (he's ever so kind, I'm sure)</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 11em;">To lend them his beautiful yacht when they sail on their wedding tour.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 11em;">We make believe it's the ocean, the lake in the Park, you know;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 11em;">And Charlie, the little sailor, is so delighted to go.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 11em;">Oh, my! he does look cunning in his suit of navy blue.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 11em;">His mother, my most particular friend, is little Nelly Drew.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 11em;">Look! they are coming, Mary. Oh, they are a lovely pair!</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 11em;">Charlie, the black-eyed sailor, and Rose with her golden hair.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 11em;">Doesn't she look like a fairy peeping out from a fleecy cloud,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 11em;">In that lovely dress and veil? But we mustn't talk out loud.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 11em;">If I could just squeeze out a tear—I suppose it's the proper thing,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 11em;">Since she is my only child—but indeed I would rather sing,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 11em;">For the sun is shining brightly, and everything seems gay,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 11em;">And to Charlie, the dear little sailor, my dolly is married to-day.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h4>[Continued from No. 2, Page 15.]</h4> + +<h2><a name="THE_STORY_OF_A_PARROT" id="THE_STORY_OF_A_PARROT"></a>THE STORY OF A PARROT.</h2> + +<p>So many months had passed since I was stolen from my beautiful home that +I was already a bird of considerable size. I was brought on shore by a +sailor, who took me to a dismal place in a dirty, noisy street, where I +found several hundred other birds—parrots, canaries, Java sparrows, and +many kinds I had never seen before, confined in small cages. The +confusion of sounds was dreadful, and I was sorry to hear that most of +the conversation was the most malicious gossip. I was received with +shouts of derision, and indeed my appearance was as wretched as +possible. My feathers were soiled and broken, and I was overcome with +sadness. The air of the place was stifling, and although the man who had +charge of me gave me enough to eat, my cage and feed dishes were so +dirty that I could not taste a mouthful. Some of my companions showed +sympathy for me, and I found a sad consolation in chatting with them; +but for all that, the days passed wearily, and I often wished myself +dead. My cage was sometimes placed upon a long table in the centre of +the room, that I might be inspected by various persons, from whose +conversation with my owner I learned that I was for sale. How sadly my +thoughts flew back to my poor parents, who would certainly have died of +grief had they known of my unfortunate condition, and that I, a free +child of the broad African forest, was about to be sold into life-long +slavery! So bad-tempered was I (for I plunged furiously at every one who +approached me) that no one wished to buy me, and my owner would often +say, "That African imp is only fit to kill and stuff." He might kill and +stuff me for all I cared, and I made no effort to control my temper.</p> + +<p>At last one day a very kind-looking gentleman came in, and stopping +before my cage, began to admire the rich color of my plumage. "All he +needs is care and kindness to make him a fine bird," he said; and I soon +understood that he had ordered me sent to his house.</p> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 248px;"> +<img src="images/illo_009.jpg" width="248" height="400" alt="I LIVED AGAIN IN THE FOREST." title="" /> +<span class="caption">I LIVED AGAIN IN THE FOREST.</span> +</div> + +<p>From that day I might have had a pleasant life, but my malicious temper +was destined to bring me much farther trouble. My new master appeared +very fond of me, and did much for my comfort. I was allowed the liberty +of a fine perch, well provided with clean new feed dishes, but, to my +intense mortification and disgust, a chain was put upon my feet. My +perch stood near a large window, but heavy curtains prevented me from +getting more than a single peep of daylight. I saw my new master only +for a short time morning and evening, and the solitude was terrible. I +sat alone day after day, believing myself to be slowly dying of sadness. +I wished that my life could be one long sleep, for when, my head buried +in my feathers, I went to the land of dreams, I lived again in the +forest where I was born; I saw once more the noble branches of my native +tree, and heard the rushing waters of the mighty river on whose banks it +stood; I breathed the perfume of thousands of wild flowers; crowds of +brilliant birds came hurrying to comfort me; I saw again my father, my +mother, my brother, and my sister; I believed myself free once more. +Alas! sorrowful was the awaking from all these delights.</p> + +<p>"Are you happy?" my master would say. "Have you eaten your breakfast, +Lorito?" Yes, indeed, I had breakfasted. I did nothing but eat breakfast +from morning till night. I grew very fat, and what was worse, I became +so stupid that I repeated like an echo all my master's words. "Have you +eaten your breakfast?" I would scream; and my master would laugh, and +toss me a lump of sugar. That was my only recreation—to repeat my +master's words and eat sugar. I was gradually losing all sense of honor +and truth, and to be praised and get a lump of sugar I would rest my +beak in my claw and say, with a languishing air, "My head aches; let me +alone." My head did ache, too, sometimes, remembering the days when I +knew only the language of my fathers, when the sweet voice of my mother +waked me in the morning to pass a happy day playing with my brother and +sister. Solitude and confinement had soured my character. The rings of +my chain hurt my feet so that they were becoming swelled and inflamed. I +hated all the world. When my master filled my feed dish with dainties, +instead of gratefully accepting his kindness I would seize the dish and +spitefully overturn its contents. All day long I screamed as loud as I +could, and it gave me the greatest satisfaction when once a policeman +came running in great haste to inquire of the house-maid if there was +any trouble. "That horrid parrot!" I heard her say, and I laughed as +loud as I had screamed before.</p> + +<p>One morning my master entered the dining-room, in the window of which +stood my perch, followed by a lady and three beautiful children, who +rushed toward me eagerly.</p> + +<p>"Be careful, Hope," said her father, as the smallest of the three +stretched her little hand toward me; "that fellow bites like a savage."</p> + +<p>"Poor Rito, he won't bite me," she said, sweetly; but I know I would +have done it then, had not the children's mother astonished me by boldly +taking me on her hand. "Poor Lorito," she said. "Look at his feet. They +are all red and swelled. Anybody would be cross left all alone on a +perch with his feet chained together."</p> + +<p>She then gently removed my chain, and called the house-maid to carry the +perch, with me upon it, to her sitting-room, and to prepare a dish of +wine and sugar to bathe my feet.</p> + +<p>When I found myself alone in the sitting-room, and had time to think +quietly, I realized that a great change had taken place in the house. +Three children had come home, and my solitary days were over. They might +tease me, perhaps, but at least they would be company. Another thing too +I realized, and that was that for the first time I was free. I looked +around the room. It was light and sunny, and I could see that it was +filled with various pieces of handsome furniture for which parrots have +no use. You may be surprised, but to my mind a branch of a tree in a +wild forest is infinitely more beautiful and useful than all the fine +furniture in the world.</p> + +<p>I began slowly to swing myself down from my perch with the intention of +making a close inspection of the room. I am almost sure that at<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_23" id="Page_23">[Pg 23]</a></span> first I +was more curious than malicious, but, alas! I had scarcely started on my +voyage of discovery when I perceived a small blue and gilt bowl standing +upon the marble hearth. It contained the sweetened wine ordered as a +healing bath for my feet. The fragrance was so enticing that, forgetting +the good precepts my mother had taught me, I dipped my beak into the +bowl and took a long drink, nor did I stop so long as a single drop +remained.</p> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 220px;"> +<img src="images/illo_010.jpg" width="220" height="300" alt=""TEARING OUT NAIL AFTER NAIL."" title="" /> +<span class="caption">"TEARING OUT NAIL AFTER NAIL."</span> +</div> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 193px;"> +<img src="images/illo_011.jpg" width="193" height="300" alt=""I WAS BOTH HORRIBLE AND RIDICULOUS."" title="" /> +<span class="caption">"I WAS BOTH HORRIBLE AND RIDICULOUS."</span> +</div> + +<p>No sooner had I swallowed the contents of the bowl than I felt a strange +burning sensation in my head, which seemed on the point of dancing away +from my body. I was possessed of an intense desire to fight something, +and I gazed eagerly around the room in the hope of finding some enemy +with whom I could engage in mortal combat. I saw no moving thing in the +whole apartment which I could attack, but unfortunately my eyes fell +upon some shining brass nails which served as ornaments round the edge +of a table. To my heated imagination each nail seemed glaring directly +at me, menacing me like the evil eye of a bird of prey. I rushed madly +toward the table, and climbing up one of its legs, I seized a nail in my +beak. To my great delight I found I could easily pull it out, which I +immediately did, and threw it spitefully away. With yells of triumph I +crept all around the table, clinging with my claws, and tearing out nail +after nail as I went, until every one of those aggravating glaring eyes +lay scattered over the carpet.</p> + +<p>Although I was victorious in my violent battle with the nails, my +spirits were not yet calmed. In looking around for a new victim, I saw a +bottle standing upon a table in the centre of the room. The old saying +that he who drinks once will drink again is one of the truest of +proverbs, and I no sooner discovered the bottle than I made all possible +haste to reach it, hoping that it contained more sweetened wine. To be +sure, the liquid in the bottle was very dark colored, and had an +unpleasant odor, but in my eagerness I paid little attention to those +things. I tried to taste it, but the mouth of the bottle was too small +for my beak, and all my efforts were in vain. In my rage I vowed +revenge, and, screaming loudly, I threw the tantalizing thing with +violence to the floor.</p> + +<p>Alas! my ill behavior was sadly punished. The bottle I had overturned +was filled with ink, and I was spattered from head to foot with the vile +black mixture. My beautiful plumage, of which I had been so proud, was +ruined. I was both horrible and ridiculous. In this miserable and +forlorn condition I climbed back upon my perch, and in a most wretched +frame of mind waited to be discovered, and perhaps punished.</p> + +<h4>[<span class="smcap">to be continued</span>.]</h4> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p><b>A Curious Incident.</b>—Horses will form strong attachments for dogs, but +it does not often happen that a horse derives any real benefit from +having a canine friend. The following case will show that a dog may +sometimes return a horse's affection in a very practical manner. A man +living in the country had a horse which happened to be turned out just +as his carrots were ready for pulling. He also had a dog that was on the +best of terms with the horse. One day he noticed that his carrots were +disappearing very fast, but he was almost certain that no one had got in +and stolen them. Still he determined to watch, and see who was robbing +him. His vigilance was rewarded, for he caught the thief in the very act +of pulling up the carrots. Then he cautiously followed him from the +garden, and found that he went off in the direction of the field where +the horse was. Arrived there, the owner of the carrots saw that his +horse was the receiver of his stolen goods. The thief was his dog. In +some way the dog had discovered that the horse had a partiality for +carrots, and was unable to gratify its taste; but with a sagacity that +is almost incredible, the dog found the means of obtaining the succulent +morsels for his friend, and this he did without scruple at his master's +expense. There was something more than instinct in this dog's head. But +any one who takes real notice of the habits and curious doings of +animals must inevitably come to the conclusion that the theory is not +tenable which maintains that animals can not think and reason.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/illo_012.jpg" width="600" height="251" alt="OUR POST-OFFICE BOX." title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I was very glad when papa brought me the first number of <i>Young +People</i>, and told me I should have it every week. When I read the +story of Watty Hirzel, the brave Swiss boy, it made me think of a +boy I saw last summer in the Tyrol, where I went with papa and +mamma. He was helping his father row a boat on the Königs-See, a +beautiful lake in the Bavarian Tyrol. I remember him because he had +a bunch of Alpine roses and Edelweiss, which he gave to mamma. We +had never seen any flowers like them before, and we wondered if +there was any pretty English name for the Edelweiss. Mamma thinks +that perhaps if I ask <i>Young People</i> I shall find out. It is a +white flower, with leaves like velvet, and the little boatman said +it grew very high up on the mountains, where the chamois live.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Mamie</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>We do not know any pretty English name for Edelweiss. The German name is +composed of two words—<i>edel</i>, signifying <i>noble</i>, and <i>weiss</i>, <i>white</i>. +If you are studying botany, perhaps you can determine to what family the +flower belongs—that is, if you have any carefully pressed specimens.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>Will you please tell me why the Bank of England is called "the Old +Lady in Threadneedle Street," and who first called it so? I would +like to know, too, when the bank was founded, and when the building +it now occupies was erected.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Inquisitive Jim</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>Will not some of our "young people" send answers to "Jim's" questions?</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>The picture of Chestnutting in the first number of <i>Young People</i> +puts me in mind of our beechnutting parties. On the hill where my +papa's house stands there are a large number of beech-trees, and I +and my two little brothers have just had a fine frolic gathering +the queer three-sided little nuts. A beech forest is very beautiful +in autumn, when the golden leaves are fluttering down to the +ground, and the smooth, straight tree trunks tower upward like +silver-gray giants. When we gathered the nuts we spread some old +sheets and blankets under the tree, because the nuts are so very +small that otherwise we would never have been able to find them +among the heaps of dry leaves. They are nestled in russet-brown +burrs, something like chestnuts, and are so abundant that sometimes +we get a whole barrelful from one tree. We like them better than +chestnuts, and they keep all winter. My brothers and myself always +take a pocketful to school to eat with our luncheon. We often find +them in the spring among the heaps of last year's leaves, and after +they have lain under the snow all winter, they begin to sprout when +the first warm days come, and then they are very nice to eat.</p> + +<p>I hope the <i>Young People</i> will tell us of some good winter-evening +games, for we never know what to do between supper and bed-time. We +always learn our lessons for the next day in the afternoon.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Susie H. C.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_24" id="Page_24">[Pg 24]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="WIGGLES" id="WIGGLES"></a>WIGGLES.</h2> + +<p>We were scattered about our sitting-room table; the early tea was just +over, and a good long evening before us. (Us means papa, Bob, Mamie, and +Nelly. I am Nelly, and the eldest of the family—except papa, of +course.)</p> + +<p>Papa was reading the evening paper—something about stocks, I suppose; +Bob had both elbows firmly planted within two inches of the +student-lamp, handy for upsetting in case he sneezed; Mamie was looking +as doleful as if she had lost her kitten; and I was gazing in the fire +and dreaming.</p> + +<p>"Wish I had something to do," yawned Bob.</p> + +<p>"So do I," said Mamie.</p> + +<p>"Play checkers," I suggested.</p> + +<p>"No; only two can play that," objected Mamie. "Papa, don't you know +something we can play?"</p> + +<p>"Well," said papa, folding up his paper, "let me see. Bob, take yourself +out of the lamp. Play 'Recondite Forms.'"</p> + +<p>"What's <i>recondite</i>?" growled Bob.</p> + +<p>"Recondite means <i>hidden</i>, <i>concealed</i>, and this game is called +'Recondite Forms' because— But you will understand it better after you +have played it. I want pencils and some rather thin paper."</p> + +<p>Bob and Mamie collected the pencils, I brought a supply of French +note-paper from my desk, and we all drew our chairs about the table, +ready for work.</p> + +<p>Papa took a pencil, and made a kind of wiggle, like No. 1 in the +picture; then he laid over that another sheet of paper, which was thin +enough to allow the pencil mark to show through; this he carefully +traced, so as to have an exact copy, and did the same with two other +sheets; then gave us each one, and told us to see what kind of a picture +we could make out of it; we might add to the line as much as we pleased, +but we must not alter nor cross it.</p> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 392px;"> +<img src="images/illo_013.jpg" width="392" height="400" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>"Oh," said Bob, "I don't know what to make!"</p> + +<p>"Hush!" said Mamie; "I want to think."</p> + +<p>Then silence reigned—at first puzzled, but afterward busy.</p> + +<p>"I've got it!" shouted Bob, dropping his pencil.</p> + +<p>"So've I," echoed Mamie.</p> + +<p>"Now for a grand exhibition!" said papa, collecting the papers, and +laying them in a row on the table.</p> + +<p>Bob had made a parrot out of his "wiggle," papa a graceful floating +figure, Mamie a high-heeled shoe, and I a fool with cap and bells.</p> + +<p>"Now," said papa, "do you see why this is called 'Recondite Forms'? In +this first line all the other figures were hidden, and it took only a +few pencil strokes to bring them out."</p> + +<p>"Yes, I see," said Bob. "Now let's try some more wiggles."</p> + +<p>"Wiggles!" said papa; "I don't know but that's a better name than the +other."</p> + +<p>"Oh yes; re-con-dite is awful hard," said Mamie.</p> + +<p>"Wiggles it is, then," said papa.</p> + +<p>And "wiggles" it has been ever since. I will add, for the benefit of +those outside my own small circle, that instead of French note-paper, +the common white wrapping-paper, such as grocers use in tying up parcels +of tea, is just as good for the purpose, and a great deal cheaper. With +several sheets of this, and two or three lead-pencils, "wiggles" may be +played for a whole evening.</p> + +<p>In the picture No. 6 is a new "wiggle" for <i>you</i> to try your hand upon. +See what you can make of it, and in the next number I will give you <i>my</i> +idea.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p><b>Hats.</b>—The felt hat is as old as Homer. The Greeks made them in +skull-caps, conical, truncated, narrow, or broad-brimmed. The Phrygian +bonnet was an elevated cap without a brim, the apex turned over in +front. It is known as the cap of Liberty. An ancient figure of Liberty +in the times of Antonius Livius, <span class="smcap">a.d.</span> 115, holds the cap in the right +hand. The Persians wore soft caps; plumed hats were the head-dress of +the Syrian corps of Xerxes; the broad-brim was worn by the Macedonian +kings. Castor means a beaver. The Armenian captive wore a plug hat. The +merchants of the fourteenth century wore a Flanders beaver. Charles +VII., in 1469, wore a felt hat lined with red, and plumed. The English +men and women in 1510 wore close woollen or knitted caps; two centuries +ago hats were worn in the house. Pepys, in his diary, wrote: "September, +1664, got a severe cold because he took off his hat at dinner;" and +again, in January, 1665, he got another cold by sitting too long with +his head bare, to allow his wife's maid to comb his hair and wash his +ears; and Lord Clarendon, in his essay, speaking of the decay of respect +due the aged, says "that in his younger days he never kept his hat on +before those older than himself, except at dinner." In the thirteenth +century Pope Innocent IV. allowed the cardinals the use of the scarlet +cloth hat. The hats now in use are the cloth hat, leather hat, paper +hat, silk hat, opera hat, spring-brim hat, and straw hat.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p><b>Sponges.</b>—The coarse, soft, flat sponges, with large pores and great +orifices in them, come from the Bahamas and Florida. The finer kinds, +suitable for toilet use, are found in the Levant; the best on the coast +of Northern Syria, near Tripoli, and secondary qualities among the Greek +isles. These are either globular or of a cup-like form, with fine pores, +and are not easily torn. They are got by divers plunging from a boat, +many fathoms down, with a heavy stone tied to a rope for sinking the +man, who snatches the sponges, puts them into a net fastened to his +waist, and is then hauled up. Some of the Greeks, instead of diving, +throw short harpoons attached to a cord, having first spied their prey +at the bottom through a tin tube with a glass bottom immersed below the +surface waves.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 499px;"> +<img src="images/illo_014.jpg" width="499" height="500" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<h3>A YOUNG CENTENARIAN.</h3> + +<p><span class="smcap">Lady</span> (<i>with an eye for the picturesque</i>). "How old are you, little boy?"</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Little Darky</span>. "Well, if you goes by wot mudder says, I's six; but if you +goes by de fun I's had, I's most a hunderd."</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>A NEW SERIAL</h2> + +<h3>BY GEORGE MACDONALD.</h3> + +<p>A brilliant serial story by <span class="smcap">George MacDonald</span>, with illustrations by +<span class="smcap">Alfred Fredericks</span>, will shortly be begun in <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span>.</p> + +<hr style="width: 45%;" /> +<h2><i>Harper's Young People.</i></h2> + +<p><span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span> will be issued every Tuesday, and may be had at +the following rates:</p> + +<p>Four cents a number.</p> + +<p>Single subscriptions for one year, $1.50; five subscriptions, one year, +$7.00: payable in advance. Postage free.</p> + +<p>Subscriptions may begin with any number. 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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: Harper's Young People, November 18, 1879 + An Illustrated Weekly + +Author: Various + +Release Date: February 26, 2009 [EBook #28196] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ASCII + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, NOV 18, 1879 *** + + + + +Produced by Annie McGuire + + + + + + + + +[Illustration: HARPER'S + +YOUNG PEOPLE + +AN ILLUSTRATED WEEKLY.] + + + * * * * * + +VOL. I.--NO. 3. PUBLISHED BY HARPER & BROTHERS, NEW YORK. PRICE FOUR +CENTS. + +Tuesday, November 18, 1879. Copyright, 1879, by HARPER & BROTHERS. $1.50 +per Year, in Advance. + + * * * * * + + + + +[Illustration: THE TOURNAMENT.--DRAWN BY JAMES E. KELLY.] + +THE TOURNAMENT. + + +Great rivalry arose once between James and Henry, two school-mates and +warm friends, and all on account of a pretty girl who went to the same +school. Each one wanted to walk with her, and carry her books and lunch +basket; and as Mary was a bit of a coquette, and showed no preference +for either of her admirers, each tried to be the first to meet her in +the shady winding lane that led from her house to the school. At last +they determined to decide the matter in the old knightly manner, by a +tournament. Two stout boys consented to act as chargers, and the day for +the meeting was appointed. + +It was Saturday afternoon, a half-holiday, when the rivals met in the +back yard of Henry's house, armed with old brooms for lances, and with +shields made out of barrel heads. The chargers backed up against the +fence, the champions mounted and faced each other from opposite sides of +the yard. The herald with an old tin horn gave the signal for the onset. +There was a wild rush across the yard, and a terrific shock as the +champions met. James's lance struck Henry right under the chin, and +overthrew him in spite of his gallant efforts to keep his seat. + +The herald at once proclaimed victory for James; and Henry, before he +was allowed to rise from the ground, was compelled to renounce all +intention of walking to school with Mary in the future. + + + + +[Begun in No. 1 of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, Nov. 4.] + +THE BRAVE SWISS BOY. + +_II.--A PERILOUS ADVENTURE.--(Continued.)_ + +[Illustration: "WALTER AIMED TWO OR THREE BLOWS AT THE CREATURE'S +BREAST."] + + +In this dreadful crisis, Walter pressed as hard as he could against the +rocky crag, having but one hand at liberty to defend himself against the +furious attack of the bird. It was quite impossible for him to get at +his axe, and the force with which he was assaulted caused him nearly to +let go his hold. He tried to seize the vulture's throat and strangle it; +but the bird was too active, and made all such attempts perfectly +useless. He could scarcely hope to continue such a dangerous struggle +much longer. He was becoming faint from terror, and his left hand was +fast growing benumbed with grasping the rock. He had almost resigned +himself to his fate, and expected the next moment to be dashed to pieces +on the field of ice beneath. Suddenly, however, he recollected his +pocket-knife, and a new ray of hope dawned. Giving up the attempt to +clutch at the furious bird, he drew the knife out of his pocket, and +opened it with his teeth, and aiming two or three blows at the +creature's breast, he found at last that he had been successful in +reaching some mortal part. The fluttering of the wings ceased, and the +dying bird stained the virgin snow with its blood on the ice-field +below. Walter was saved; there was no other enemy now to fear; his life +was no longer in danger; but his energies were taxed to the utmost, and +it was well for him that the terrible contest had lasted no longer. + +Pale, trembling in every limb, and spattered with the vulture's blood as +well as that which trickled from the many wounds he had received, the +valiant young cragsman sank helplessly to the ground, where he lay for +some minutes, paralyzed with the terrible exertion he had gone through. +At length, however, he so far recovered himself as to be able to +continue his fatiguing and dangerous journey, and soon succeeded in +reaching the spot where he had left his jacket, shoes, and alpenstock. +Having gained a place of safety, he poured forth his thanks to God for +delivering him from such great danger, and began to bind up his wounds, +which for the first time were now paining him. When this was +accomplished in a rough and ready sort of way, he had a peep at the +trophies in his bag, whose capture had been attended with such +adventurous danger, and with the aid of his alpenstock succeeded in +getting the dead body of the old bird, which he found had been struck +right to the heart. But his knife he could not recover, so concluded +that he must have dropped it after the deadly encounter. + +"That doesn't matter much," said he to himself, as he looked at the size +of the bird. "It is a good exchange; and if I give the stranger the old +bird with the young ones, I dare say he will give me another knife. What +a splendid creature! Fully four feet long, and the wings at least three +yards across. How father will open his eyes when he sees the dead +Laemmergeier--and the Scotch gentleman too!" + +Tying the legs of the bird together with cord which he had fortunately +brought, he slung it across his shoulder to balance the weight of the +bag, and then started on his journey across the glacier, the foot of +which he soon reached, and was then within hailing distance of the hotel +where the stranger was residing. + +It was a good thing that he had not been kept longer away, for the sun +was beginning to set by the time he reached the valley, and only the +highest peaks were lit up by its departing glory. Tired and hungry, +Walter was thankful to find himself once more at the door of the inn, +where there was the same crowd of travellers, guides, horses, and mules +he had seen in the morning. His appearance had attracted general +attention as he descended the last hill leading to the hotel. + +"Why, I declare it's Watty Hirzel!" exclaimed one of the guides. "He was +here this morning, and I declare he's got a young eagle hanging across +his shoulder." + +"Say an old vulture, Mohrle, and you'll be nearer the mark," replied the +lad in a cheerful tone and with sparkling eyes; for he felt so proud of +the triumph he had achieved that all fatigue seemed to be forgotten. "An +old vulture, Mohrle, and a splendid fellow into the bargain! I've got +the young ones in my bag here." + +"You're a pretty fellow!" said another guide, with a sneer. "I suppose +you mean to tell us that you've killed the old bird and carried off the +young ones?" + +"Yes, that is just what I mean to tell you," replied the boy, smiling, +and paying no attention to the sneer of the other. "I've done it all +alone. I took the youngsters out of the nest, and had a regular fight +with the old ones afterward. I brought one of them home; but the other +you will find somewhere in the Urbacht Valley, if you like to go and +look for it." + +"I think the lad speaks the truth," said Mohrle, gazing at Walter with +astonishment and respect.--"You've had a long journey, my boy, and +you're covered with blood. Did the old vulture hurt you?" + +"Yes, the brute stuck his claws into me, and if I hadn't had a sharp +knife in my pocket, it would have been all over with me. But let me +through, for I want to take the young birds up stairs to a gentleman +here." + +Mohrle and the other guides who had surrounded the courageous boy would +gladly have detained him longer to hear all the particulars of his +daring adventure; but he pressed through the crowd, promising to tell +them all about it afterward, and made his way up to the room occupied by +Mr. Seymour, who received him with as much astonishment as the guides +had done. + +"There, Sir," exclaimed Walter, as he took the young vultures out of his +bag and placed them on the floor--"there are the birds you wanted; and +here is one of the old ones, which I brought with me from the Engelhorn. +But you must let them have something to eat--the live ones, I mean; for +they've had nothing for nearly a whole day, and are squealing for +hunger." + +Mr. Seymour stood for a moment speechless. He was filled with delight at +the sight of the young birds he had so long wished for, but was at the +same time dumfounded at the courage and honor of the young mountaineer. + +"Is it possible?" he exclaimed at last. "Have you really ventured to +risk your life, although I told you that I didn't want the birds?" + +"Well, Sir, I know you said so; but I saw by your face that you would +like to have them all the same; and so, as you had been so kind to me, I +didn't mind running a little risk to please you, although it was hard +work. So there they are; but you mustn't forget to feed them, or they +will be starved to death before morning." + +"Oh, we will take good care that they don't die of hunger," replied Mr. +Seymour, ringing the bell. "I think, as you take such a warm interest in +the welfare of the birds, you must feel rather hungry yourself. So sit +down and have something to eat, and then you can tell me all about your +adventure." + +When the waiter came, some raw meat was ordered for the +fledgelings--which were presently safely housed in the stable-yard--and +a good dinner for Walter, who, aided by Mr. Seymour's encouraging +remarks, did justice to a meal the like of which he had never before +seen--a finale which was to him by far the most agreeable part of his +day's work. Then the lad commenced, in simple language, to describe all +that he had gone through, which, while it pleased his host thoroughly, +caused him to feel still greater surprise and admiration at his young +friend's unaffected bravery and presence of mind. + +"You have performed a brave and daring action," said he, when Walter had +finished his story. "I should call it a rash and fool-hardy adventure, +had you not been actuated by a noble motive in carrying it out. A +feeling of gratitude inspired you, and therefore God was with you, and +preserved you. But tell me, boy, how is it that you had courage and +resolution enough to expose yourself to such a frightful risk?" + +"Well, Sir, I can't say," replied Walter, thoughtfully. "All I know is +that I was determined to do it, and that is enough to help one over a +great many hard things. At the very last, when I was attacked by the +second vulture, and might have been easily thrown down the rocks, the +thought came into my mind that you must and ought to have the birds; and +then I recollected the knife in my pocket, which settled the business. +Yes; that was it, Sir. You had been so generous to me, that I made up my +mind to fight it out; and there's the end of it. I couldn't think of +being ungrateful after so much kindness." + +"Well, my lad, you have proved most clearly that you have a thankful +heart and a cool and determined head," said Mr. Seymour, not without +emotion. "Maintain these characteristics, and use them always for good +and noble purposes, and I am sure you will find the end of every +adventure as satisfactory as this has been to-day. I owe you a new knife +and a suit of clothes; for the old vulture that has used you so badly +was not in our bargain this morning. But we will talk about that another +time. You had better go home now, for I think your father will begin to +feel anxious about you, as it is getting late. I will come and see you +in the morning." + +Walter left the room in great glee. He stopped a few minutes in the +court-yard to tell the impatient guides what he had gone through, and +then hurried home as fast as he could, where he found his father waiting +for him with some impatience. "Everything is settled, father!" he +exclaimed, as he clasped him round the neck. "We shall get our cow back +again now; for I've got the money, and Neighbor Frieshardt can't keep +her any longer. I've brought it back with me from the Engelhorn." + +The peasant could scarce believe the hurried words of the excited boy, +and was afraid his head was turned, until Walter opened the little +cupboard where he had put the money, and laid the two bright gold pieces +on the table. There was no longer any room for doubt; and the poor man's +eyes sparkled with delight as he looked at the sum which was just +sufficient to pay his debt and rescue the cow from the hands of his +neighbor. + +"But how did you come by all this money, Watty?" he inquired. "I hope +you have got it fairly and honestly?" + +"Yes, quite honestly, father," replied the boy, with an open and +exultant smile. + +"Well, tell me-- But no; I must go and get Liesli out of prison without +a moment's delay. Come along with me to Neighbor Frieshardt's, Watty." + +Away went the happy pair to the neighboring farm-house; and although +Frieshardt looked sullen and displeased when Toni Hirzel laid the gold +pieces on the table, it was no use for him to offer any resistance; so +he went rather sulkily to the cow-house, and let out the captive animal, +which was followed home by the peasant and his proud son, and got a +capital supper in her old quarters. When this important business was +accomplished, Walter repaired with his father to the little cottage +again, and for the third and last time that day related all the +adventures he had gone through in his hunt for the vulture's nest. + +"Thanks be to God that He has watched over you, and brought you safely +home again!" exclaimed the father, who had listened with a beating heart +to his son's story. "It is a great blessing that we have got the money, +for my cousin couldn't lend me any. But now promise me faithfully, +youngster, that you will never go on such a dangerous errand again +without speaking to me about it. It is a perfect miracle that you have +come back alive! We have good reason to be thankful as long as we live +that you didn't miss your footing or get killed by that savage vulture. +But what I wonder most at is that you could muster up the pluck for such +a risky business. It was too dangerous." + +"Well, father, I did it for you, and so that we could get poor Liesli +back again," replied the boy. "We could never have got on without the +cow; and as the Scotch gentleman had been so kind to me, I made up my +mind to get the young birds for him, and thought nothing about the +danger I ran, if I could only accomplish my undertaking." + +"I am very glad you have been so successful," said his father; "but +never forget that your success is owing altogether to God's help, and +don't forget to thank Him with all your heart for His watchful care." + +"I'll be sure not to forget that, father," was the boy's reply. "I know +that the very greatest courage is of no use without God's blessing; and +I prayed for help before I set out, and several times afterward." + +"That was right, Watty, my son. Never forget God, and He will always be +with you, and protect you all your life long. And now, good-night, dear +boy." + +"Good-night, father," replied Walter, heartily; and both retired to +their humble beds, and were soon wrapped in deep and healthful slumber. + +[TO BE CONTINUED.] + + + + +A GIGANTIC JELLY-FISH. + + +Few excursions can be proposed more acceptable to young folks than going +a-fishing, and perhaps the most delightful sort of fishing is to be had +by accompanying some old fisherman out into the broad ocean. + +There are many circumstances that contribute to make a day's sport of +this kind more enjoyable than pond or river fishing, and not the least +of these consists in the wonderful variety of the creatures to be +caught. + +In our inland streams and lakes in any given locality the kinds of fish +to be caught are well known, and, comparatively speaking, there are not +many different sorts; but in ocean fishing the oldest fisherman, and +those most accustomed to the sorts of fish generally found in their +fishing grounds, every once in a while happen upon creatures the likes +of which have seldom, perhaps never, been seen before. Only a short time +since a Nantucket fisherman, rowing slowly along, buried the prow of his +boat in some partly yielding substance that brought him to a +stand-still. Somewhat startled, he went forward, oar in hand, to find +his little craft imbedded in the body of an enormous jelly-fish, the +largest ever seen. The soft and yielding body of the creature offered so +little resistance to his oar when he tried to push off, and he saw +himself so hopelessly entangled in the mass of slime and tentacles, +that, instead of attempting to free himself, he determined to tow it +ashore, which he did by passing a sail-cloth under its body and rowing +slowly homeward. + +[Illustration: THE CAPTURE.] + +Of course the rough encounter with the boat had considerably mutilated +the jelly-fish, and torn away portions of the long thread-like processes +or tentacles that hang from the central mass; yet these, when the +creature was laid along the sand of the ocean beach, measured over two +hundred feet in length, and it is conjectured that, uninjured and +stretched to their utmost length, they could not have been less than +three hundred feet long. The great shield-like body of the animal was +found to be over nine feet in diameter, two feet more than the largest +heretofore known, which is described by Professor Agassiz, who measured +it while it was floating lazily on the surface of the water. This +specimen was so large that the professor feared his account of it might +be considered exaggerated. + +The monster when alive looks as much as anything like an immense +circular plate or dish of glass floating bottom upward on the sea. The +color of the body is a brownish-red, with a rather broad margin of +creamy white edged with blue, while the tentacles--pink, blue, brown, +and purple--hang like skeins of colored glass threads from the under +parts of the shield. Very beautiful are these threads, glistening with a +silky lustre beneath the waves, but they are extremely dangerous, too. +Each of these threads, in fact, contains myriads of cells, in each one +of which is coiled up, ready to be darted forth on contact with any +living substance, a whip-like lance finer than the finest cambric +needle. Millions of these stings entering at once cause a sensation like +that of a violent electric shock, paralyzing and often killing the +creature with which they come in contact. + +[Illustration: HYDROID FROM WHICH THE JELLY-FISH GROWS.] + +This gigantic creature grows from the small one, called a hydroid, +represented in the small cut. You see the hydroid does not in the least +resemble a jelly-fish. Perhaps the strangest thing about these wonderful +lumps of animated jelly is that their young are not jelly-fishes at all, +but an entirely different sort of animals. Sometimes they take the shape +of a pile of platters, which finally separate and become individual +jelly-fish; sometimes they grow into living plants which bear eggs like +fruit, which eggs hatch and finally become jelly-fish. No fairy tale can +afford instances of transformations so surprising as do these +animals--more like animated bubbles than anything else to which they can +be compared; transparent and exhibiting the most brilliant colors, they +dissolve away when stranded so completely that no trace of their +substance seems to remain. + + + + +[Illustration: THE FIRST DROP OF BITTERNESS.] + +THE FIRST DROP OF BITTERNESS. + + + Come, little one, open your mouth! + I know it is bitter to drink; + But if you'll stop squirming and squalling, + You'll have it all down in a wink. + The poor little baby is sick, + And this is to cure the bad pain; + So swallow the medicine, darling, + And soon you can frolic again. + How glad should we be, who are older, + And have bitter burdens to bear, + To find out some wonderful doctor + With cures for each sorrow and care! + + * * * * * + +=At the Bottom of a Mine.=--Years ago some Welsh miners, in exploring an +old pit that had been long closed, found the body of a young man dressed +in a fashion long out of date. The peculiar action of the air of the +mine had been such as to preserve the body so perfectly that it appeared +asleep rather than dead. The miners were puzzled at the circumstance; no +one in the district had been missed within their remembrance; and at +last it was resolved to bring the oldest inhabitant--an old lady, long +past her eightieth year, who had lived single in the village the whole +of her life. On being brought into the presence of the body, a strange +scene occurred: the old lady fell on the corpse, kissed and addressed it +by every term of loving endearment, couched in the quaint language of a +by-gone generation. "He was her only love; she had waited for him during +her long life; she knew that he had not forsaken her." + +The old woman and the young man had been betrothed sixty years before. +The lover had disappeared mysteriously, and she had kept faithful during +that long interval. Time had stood still with the dead man, but had left +its mark on the living woman. The miners who were present were a rough +set, but very gently, and with tearful eyes, they removed the old lady +to her house, and the same night her faithful spirit rejoined that of +her long-lost lover. + + + + +THAT EARTHQUAKE! + + +Did you ever play in a cellar? I don't mean a cellar with a smooth +floor, and coal-bins, and a big furnace, and shelves with jars of nice +jam on them and glasses of jelly; I've been in that kind of a cellar +too--I like quince jelly the best; it's first rate spread on bread and +butter--but I'm talking of another kind of a cellar, one with the house +all taken away, and only a big brick chimney left in the centre, with +the top knocked off of that, and bricks and pieces of stone and chunks +of mortar scattered all round; with berry bushes growing in one corner, +and wild vines growing all around the edges. + +There was just such a cellar as this where I used to live, and Kate and +Teddy Ames, who lived in the next house, used to come over and play in +the cellar with Billy and me. + +Billy was my brother, eight years old, and the best fellow to play with +you ever saw, because he was always "sperimentin"--that's what mother +called it, and it meant trying to do things. + +Billy knew a great deal more than all the rest of the boys in our +school, and he was very fond of reading, but it didn't make him stupid a +bit, for whatever he read about he always wanted to go right off and see +if _he_ could do it too. This made great fun for us, and got Billy into +lots of scrapes. + +When he tried to do anything like what he had read about, he never would +be satisfied until he could do it all exactly as the reading said it +was. So when we had read _Robinson Crusoe_ together--I think Billy knew +it all by heart as well as he knew the table of sevens in the +multiplication table--he said, "Now let's play _Robinson Crusoe_." First +he called the old open cellar Crusoe's cave, and scooped out a place +between some stones and made it clean, and I braided a little mat and a +curtain out of some long grass for it, and there he put his old copy of +_Robinson Crusoe_, and for days and days, after school was out, and in +vacation, we played _Robinson Crusoe_ together. + +Kate was a parrot, and wanted a great deal of cracker, Teddy was a goat, +and I was the dog and "man Friday" by turns. We walked about in the +cellar pretending to look for the print of naked feet, Billy going in +front carrying a rusty old broken musket we had found in the garret, and +a piece of rubber hose (Billy always could find or make anything we +wanted) for a telescope, which he used to look through to see if there +were any savages in sight when he climbed up to the edge of the cellar. + +The cellar was really an island, just like Robinson Crusoe's; for Billy +and Teddy had digged a ditch all round it, and filled it with water; but +it was a very trying sort of an ocean, 'cause we had to fill it up every +morning. + +[Illustration: BILLY WATCHING FOR SAVAGES.--DRAWN BY C. S. REINHART.] + +Teddy, who could whittle nicely, made some little canoes, and when Billy +was looking through the hose for savages, it was Teddy's part to poke +the canoes with a long stick like a fish-pole, so they would float right +in front of Billy's hose. Then Billy would scramble down the wall, and +come running to us 'round behind the chimney, and tell us to lie very +still, for there were seven canoes full of cruel savages sailing for the +island. + +Then we would all creep close to the chimney on the shady side, and not +go out for two weeks, which meant about fifteen minutes (Billy counted +seven minutes to a week), and we liked this part of _Robinson Crusoe_ +very much indeed, 'cause then Billy would give us what he called +"rations"--nice sugary raisins, dried beef, and seed cookies, which he +said were cocoa-nuts given to him by monkeys that lived in tall trees in +another part of the island, where we should go with him some time when +he was sure the savages had left. + +Oh, if you never played _Robinson Crusoe_, you can't think what fun we +had playing it, and we played almost the whole book through, sometimes +one part, and sometimes another, and whatever part we played, Billy +tried to have it just as near like what the book said as it could be +made without a real ship, a real ocean, and a real island; and he was so +in earnest that it seemed real to me, and I used to feel shivery and +scared when he cried out that the savages were coming. + +There were all sorts of nice rubbishy things in the cellar to play with, +'cause everything that got broken or too old for use in the house--or +"the wreck," as Billy called it--got thrown out into the old cellar: +empty fruit cans, broken dishes, leaky old pans and dippers, parts of +broken chairs and broken looking-glasses, and old kettles and +frying-pans; bits of shingles, old nails, and piles and piles of clam +and oyster shells; and Billy knew the minute he saw a thing what to do +with it. + +Kate and I helped with pieces of muslin, ribbon, and old calico, so that +every day the little square place behind the chimney was more and more +like Robinson Crusoe's own house on the real island. + +One day papa stopped and looked at us as he was going by, and said he +was afraid it wasn't a safe place for us, the old chimney might tumble +down on us, or we might cut our feet on some of the broken things; but +mother only smiled and said, "Oh, do let the children be happy." I guess +she was jolly to play with when she was a little girl. + +She often came out, or sent Biddy out with a nice turn-over, or a plate +of hot ginger cookies; and after papa spoke about the chimney, she +climbed down into the cellar, and went over and felt the chimney all +round to see if it was quite firm. Once we coaxed her to stay with us +during the two weeks while the savages were on the island. Billy, who +liked to play just what was in the book, said at first that Robinson +Crusoe didn't ever have his mother with him, but he "guessed the man who +wrote the story would have put that in if he had known what larks it +was." + +But one day something happened that stopped our playing _Robinson +Crusoe_ or anything else for a long time. Mother had sent Billy on an +errand a long way off, Kate Ames was sick, and Teddy had to stay at home +to amuse her, and I was in the house, in the sitting-room with mother. + +The morning had been very pleasant and warm, and though I wished we were +all together in the cellar at play, I was quite contented with a book +called _Beechnut_, a Franconia story, and I was thinking that Beechnut +was almost just like Billy. Mother laid down her sewing, and went out of +the room, patting my cheek with her kind hand as she passed, to tell +Biddy something about dinner. + +In a few minutes it grew so dark that I looked out of the window to see +what made it, and saw the sky covering with a big black cloud that +unrolled ever so fast, and the wind began to blow very hard, and the +trees bent and turned over the white sides of their leaves in it. If +Billy had been at home I should have gone out with him to run in the +wind, because it feels so pleasant on my cheeks and in my hair, just as +flowing water looks. It grew darker, began to rain, and the wind grew +louder, with a queer sound; but I could see to read, and I got so +interested in Beechnut that, though I saw out of the side of my eye some +one go by the window, I did not really think about it, but kept on +reading till I heard papa's voice in the next room, and heard mamma say: + +"I'm so glad you're safe in the house; but where can Billy be? I sent +him to Morton's, but he ought to have been home an hour ago. It's a +perfect hurricane!" + +"Oh, he'll do," said papa; "he's under cover somewhere, but--" + +I couldn't hear any more, for just then the windows rattled; the floor +shook so I could hardly keep my seat. There was an awful roar of wind, a +crackling sound in the walls, a crash outside as if a load of coal were +being tumbled into the bin, and the pretty vases on the mantel fell and +broke to pieces on the floor. I ran as well as I could, and caught hold +of papa. He held mamma's hands. She was white, and looked so strange. It +frightened me more than all the rest, and I couldn't keep from crying. + +"Hurricane! my dear," I heard papa say; "it's an earthquake shock. I do +wish we knew where Billy is." + +Then I remembered, and I said, "Oh, mamma, don't be frightened; Billy +came in half an hour ago." + +But when papa, mamma, and I--Biddy coming after us, with her apron up +over her face, and crying, "Och, what a nize!" and "God save us!" every +step--went from room to room, we didn't find Billy. + +"Maggie, are you sure you saw him?" said mamma, stopping me, with both +her hands on my shoulders, at the head of the stairs--"are you sure?" + +"Oh yes; he went by the window when I was reading in _Beechnut_ about +where Phonny--" + +"The cellar!" cried mamma, and drew in her breath just like the sound of +the wind. + +Already the clouds had rolled away; the storm was over; and Biddy, who +had been standing at the back stairway window, cried out, "Feth, mem, +an' av me two eyes don't be afther desavin' me, the owld chimbley's +blowed over, an' niver a brick lift o' the poor childer's foine +play-house." + +In a moment mamma was down the stairs; papa could not hold her nor catch +up with her, and we all ran after her to the edge of the cellar. Our +pretty Robinson Crusoe house was all ruined. Dirt, sticks, stones, and +everything that had lain about the yard were just as if they had been +swept with a big broom into the cellar; and the big chimney--all blown +to pieces now--helped to fill up the cave. + +Mother was crying dreadfully, and I cried too. She went right down on +her knees, and began picking up and throwing out the bricks. Papa could +not stop her; she only said, in a voice that did not sound like mamma's +voice at all, "My Billy's here." + +It was so dreadful I can't remember exactly all about it; but papa got +Mr. Ames and one or two other men, and after a while mamma caught hold +of and kissed a little coat sleeve, and a hand so white it didn't look +one bit like Billy's. Mamma thought Billy was dead, and she sat down +very still, and did not try to work any more, but held the hand until +the men had lifted every bit off from Billy; and she went beside them +when he was carried in. He was not dead, he was only stunned; but his +arm, the one mamma found, was broken in three places. He had a great +deal of pain before his arm began to heal; but he never made a bit of +fuss about it, and he never said anything to papa or mamma about the +cellar, and how it happened, except just once when mamma asked him a +question, and he told her he had gone into the cellar to cover up some +of the things if he could. But the first time we were left alone +together he called me close to him. + +"The cave's all spoiled, I s'pose?" said he. + +"Oh yes. Papa had it filled up right away." + +Billy didn't say anything for a little while, but held on to my hand, +and looked so pleased, I wondered at it. Then he said: + +"I'm sorry for all the trouble I made them; but I don't mind telling +you, Maggie, because you're a real first-class girl, and won't tattle. I +was always bothering about how we could have the earthquake. We played +everything else of Robinson Crusoe's, you know, but I couldn't see how +to get that up." Billy was so eager that he forgot, and tried to lean on +his lame elbow. That made him twist his face, but after a moment he +smiled again. "Oh, Maggie," said he, "if that cellar had been filled up +before we had that earthquake, I never should have been satisfied; but +now, you see, I'm even with old Robinson!" + + + + +[Illustration] + +THE DOLLS' WEDDING. + + + I am so glad that the sunshine has driven the clouds away, + For my dolly, my darling dolly, is going to be married to-day. + She has had a great many suitors--a dozen, I do declare-- + And only last week, Wednesday, she refused a millionaire. + Sophie Read is his mother; she thought we'd feel so grand + That a doll with a diamond stud should offer my child his hand. + But Rose cares little for money, and she's given her heart away + To Charlie, the gallant sailor, who will make her his bride to-day. + + Nora has made her a bride-cake with frosting as white as snow, + And I wove her bridal wreath from the tiniest flowers that blow; + And brother Harry has promised (he's ever so kind, I'm sure) + To lend them his beautiful yacht when they sail on their wedding tour. + We make believe it's the ocean, the lake in the Park, you know; + And Charlie, the little sailor, is so delighted to go. + Oh, my! he does look cunning in his suit of navy blue. + His mother, my most particular friend, is little Nelly Drew. + + Look! they are coming, Mary. Oh, they are a lovely pair! + Charlie, the black-eyed sailor, and Rose with her golden hair. + Doesn't she look like a fairy peeping out from a fleecy cloud, + In that lovely dress and veil? But we mustn't talk out loud. + If I could just squeeze out a tear--I suppose it's the proper thing, + Since she is my only child--but indeed I would rather sing, + For the sun is shining brightly, and everything seems gay, + And to Charlie, the dear little sailor, my dolly is married to-day. + + + + +[Continued from No. 2, Page 15.] + +THE STORY OF A PARROT. + + +So many months had passed since I was stolen from my beautiful home that +I was already a bird of considerable size. I was brought on shore by a +sailor, who took me to a dismal place in a dirty, noisy street, where I +found several hundred other birds--parrots, canaries, Java sparrows, and +many kinds I had never seen before, confined in small cages. The +confusion of sounds was dreadful, and I was sorry to hear that most of +the conversation was the most malicious gossip. I was received with +shouts of derision, and indeed my appearance was as wretched as +possible. My feathers were soiled and broken, and I was overcome with +sadness. The air of the place was stifling, and although the man who had +charge of me gave me enough to eat, my cage and feed dishes were so +dirty that I could not taste a mouthful. Some of my companions showed +sympathy for me, and I found a sad consolation in chatting with them; +but for all that, the days passed wearily, and I often wished myself +dead. My cage was sometimes placed upon a long table in the centre of +the room, that I might be inspected by various persons, from whose +conversation with my owner I learned that I was for sale. How sadly my +thoughts flew back to my poor parents, who would certainly have died of +grief had they known of my unfortunate condition, and that I, a free +child of the broad African forest, was about to be sold into life-long +slavery! So bad-tempered was I (for I plunged furiously at every one who +approached me) that no one wished to buy me, and my owner would often +say, "That African imp is only fit to kill and stuff." He might kill and +stuff me for all I cared, and I made no effort to control my temper. + +At last one day a very kind-looking gentleman came in, and stopping +before my cage, began to admire the rich color of my plumage. "All he +needs is care and kindness to make him a fine bird," he said; and I soon +understood that he had ordered me sent to his house. + +[Illustration: I LIVED AGAIN IN THE FOREST.] + +From that day I might have had a pleasant life, but my malicious temper +was destined to bring me much farther trouble. My new master appeared +very fond of me, and did much for my comfort. I was allowed the liberty +of a fine perch, well provided with clean new feed dishes, but, to my +intense mortification and disgust, a chain was put upon my feet. My +perch stood near a large window, but heavy curtains prevented me from +getting more than a single peep of daylight. I saw my new master only +for a short time morning and evening, and the solitude was terrible. I +sat alone day after day, believing myself to be slowly dying of sadness. +I wished that my life could be one long sleep, for when, my head buried +in my feathers, I went to the land of dreams, I lived again in the +forest where I was born; I saw once more the noble branches of my native +tree, and heard the rushing waters of the mighty river on whose banks it +stood; I breathed the perfume of thousands of wild flowers; crowds of +brilliant birds came hurrying to comfort me; I saw again my father, my +mother, my brother, and my sister; I believed myself free once more. +Alas! sorrowful was the awaking from all these delights. + +"Are you happy?" my master would say. "Have you eaten your breakfast, +Lorito?" Yes, indeed, I had breakfasted. I did nothing but eat breakfast +from morning till night. I grew very fat, and what was worse, I became +so stupid that I repeated like an echo all my master's words. "Have you +eaten your breakfast?" I would scream; and my master would laugh, and +toss me a lump of sugar. That was my only recreation--to repeat my +master's words and eat sugar. I was gradually losing all sense of honor +and truth, and to be praised and get a lump of sugar I would rest my +beak in my claw and say, with a languishing air, "My head aches; let me +alone." My head did ache, too, sometimes, remembering the days when I +knew only the language of my fathers, when the sweet voice of my mother +waked me in the morning to pass a happy day playing with my brother and +sister. Solitude and confinement had soured my character. The rings of +my chain hurt my feet so that they were becoming swelled and inflamed. I +hated all the world. When my master filled my feed dish with dainties, +instead of gratefully accepting his kindness I would seize the dish and +spitefully overturn its contents. All day long I screamed as loud as I +could, and it gave me the greatest satisfaction when once a policeman +came running in great haste to inquire of the house-maid if there was +any trouble. "That horrid parrot!" I heard her say, and I laughed as +loud as I had screamed before. + +One morning my master entered the dining-room, in the window of which +stood my perch, followed by a lady and three beautiful children, who +rushed toward me eagerly. + +"Be careful, Hope," said her father, as the smallest of the three +stretched her little hand toward me; "that fellow bites like a savage." + +"Poor Rito, he won't bite me," she said, sweetly; but I know I would +have done it then, had not the children's mother astonished me by boldly +taking me on her hand. "Poor Lorito," she said. "Look at his feet. They +are all red and swelled. Anybody would be cross left all alone on a +perch with his feet chained together." + +She then gently removed my chain, and called the house-maid to carry the +perch, with me upon it, to her sitting-room, and to prepare a dish of +wine and sugar to bathe my feet. + +When I found myself alone in the sitting-room, and had time to think +quietly, I realized that a great change had taken place in the house. +Three children had come home, and my solitary days were over. They might +tease me, perhaps, but at least they would be company. Another thing too +I realized, and that was that for the first time I was free. I looked +around the room. It was light and sunny, and I could see that it was +filled with various pieces of handsome furniture for which parrots have +no use. You may be surprised, but to my mind a branch of a tree in a +wild forest is infinitely more beautiful and useful than all the fine +furniture in the world. + +I began slowly to swing myself down from my perch with the intention of +making a close inspection of the room. I am almost sure that at first I +was more curious than malicious, but, alas! I had scarcely started on my +voyage of discovery when I perceived a small blue and gilt bowl standing +upon the marble hearth. It contained the sweetened wine ordered as a +healing bath for my feet. The fragrance was so enticing that, forgetting +the good precepts my mother had taught me, I dipped my beak into the +bowl and took a long drink, nor did I stop so long as a single drop +remained. + +[Illustration: "TEARING OUT NAIL AFTER NAIL."] + +No sooner had I swallowed the contents of the bowl than I felt a strange +burning sensation in my head, which seemed on the point of dancing away +from my body. I was possessed of an intense desire to fight something, +and I gazed eagerly around the room in the hope of finding some enemy +with whom I could engage in mortal combat. I saw no moving thing in the +whole apartment which I could attack, but unfortunately my eyes fell +upon some shining brass nails which served as ornaments round the edge +of a table. To my heated imagination each nail seemed glaring directly +at me, menacing me like the evil eye of a bird of prey. I rushed madly +toward the table, and climbing up one of its legs, I seized a nail in my +beak. To my great delight I found I could easily pull it out, which I +immediately did, and threw it spitefully away. With yells of triumph I +crept all around the table, clinging with my claws, and tearing out nail +after nail as I went, until every one of those aggravating glaring eyes +lay scattered over the carpet. + +Although I was victorious in my violent battle with the nails, my +spirits were not yet calmed. In looking around for a new victim, I saw a +bottle standing upon a table in the centre of the room. The old saying +that he who drinks once will drink again is one of the truest of +proverbs, and I no sooner discovered the bottle than I made all possible +haste to reach it, hoping that it contained more sweetened wine. To be +sure, the liquid in the bottle was very dark colored, and had an +unpleasant odor, but in my eagerness I paid little attention to those +things. I tried to taste it, but the mouth of the bottle was too small +for my beak, and all my efforts were in vain. In my rage I vowed +revenge, and, screaming loudly, I threw the tantalizing thing with +violence to the floor. + +[Illustration: "I WAS BOTH HORRIBLE AND RIDICULOUS."] + +Alas! my ill behavior was sadly punished. The bottle I had overturned +was filled with ink, and I was spattered from head to foot with the vile +black mixture. My beautiful plumage, of which I had been so proud, was +ruined. I was both horrible and ridiculous. In this miserable and +forlorn condition I climbed back upon my perch, and in a most wretched +frame of mind waited to be discovered, and perhaps punished. + +[TO BE CONTINUED.] + + * * * * * + +=A Curious Incident.=--Horses will form strong attachments for dogs, but +it does not often happen that a horse derives any real benefit from +having a canine friend. The following case will show that a dog may +sometimes return a horse's affection in a very practical manner. A man +living in the country had a horse which happened to be turned out just +as his carrots were ready for pulling. He also had a dog that was on the +best of terms with the horse. One day he noticed that his carrots were +disappearing very fast, but he was almost certain that no one had got in +and stolen them. Still he determined to watch, and see who was robbing +him. His vigilance was rewarded, for he caught the thief in the very act +of pulling up the carrots. Then he cautiously followed him from the +garden, and found that he went off in the direction of the field where +the horse was. Arrived there, the owner of the carrots saw that his +horse was the receiver of his stolen goods. The thief was his dog. In +some way the dog had discovered that the horse had a partiality for +carrots, and was unable to gratify its taste; but with a sagacity that +is almost incredible, the dog found the means of obtaining the succulent +morsels for his friend, and this he did without scruple at his master's +expense. There was something more than instinct in this dog's head. But +any one who takes real notice of the habits and curious doings of +animals must inevitably come to the conclusion that the theory is not +tenable which maintains that animals can not think and reason. + + + + +[Illustration: OUR POST-OFFICE BOX.] + + + I was very glad when papa brought me the first number of _Young + People_, and told me I should have it every week. When I read the + story of Watty Hirzel, the brave Swiss boy, it made me think of a + boy I saw last summer in the Tyrol, where I went with papa and + mamma. He was helping his father row a boat on the Koenigs-See, a + beautiful lake in the Bavarian Tyrol. I remember him because he had + a bunch of Alpine roses and Edelweiss, which he gave to mamma. We + had never seen any flowers like them before, and we wondered if + there was any pretty English name for the Edelweiss. Mamma thinks + that perhaps if I ask _Young People_ I shall find out. It is a + white flower, with leaves like velvet, and the little boatman said + it grew very high up on the mountains, where the chamois live. + + MAMIE. + +We do not know any pretty English name for Edelweiss. The German name is +composed of two words--_edel_, signifying _noble_, and _weiss_, _white_. +If you are studying botany, perhaps you can determine to what family the +flower belongs--that is, if you have any carefully pressed specimens. + + * * * * * + + Will you please tell me why the Bank of England is called "the Old + Lady in Threadneedle Street," and who first called it so? I would + like to know, too, when the bank was founded, and when the building + it now occupies was erected. + + INQUISITIVE JIM. + +Will not some of our "young people" send answers to "Jim's" questions? + + * * * * * + + The picture of Chestnutting in the first number of _Young People_ + puts me in mind of our beechnutting parties. On the hill where my + papa's house stands there are a large number of beech-trees, and I + and my two little brothers have just had a fine frolic gathering + the queer three-sided little nuts. A beech forest is very beautiful + in autumn, when the golden leaves are fluttering down to the + ground, and the smooth, straight tree trunks tower upward like + silver-gray giants. When we gathered the nuts we spread some old + sheets and blankets under the tree, because the nuts are so very + small that otherwise we would never have been able to find them + among the heaps of dry leaves. They are nestled in russet-brown + burrs, something like chestnuts, and are so abundant that sometimes + we get a whole barrelful from one tree. We like them better than + chestnuts, and they keep all winter. My brothers and myself always + take a pocketful to school to eat with our luncheon. We often find + them in the spring among the heaps of last year's leaves, and after + they have lain under the snow all winter, they begin to sprout when + the first warm days come, and then they are very nice to eat. + + I hope the _Young People_ will tell us of some good winter-evening + games, for we never know what to do between supper and bed-time. We + always learn our lessons for the next day in the afternoon. + + SUSIE H. C. + + + + +WIGGLES. + + +We were scattered about our sitting-room table; the early tea was just +over, and a good long evening before us. (Us means papa, Bob, Mamie, and +Nelly. I am Nelly, and the eldest of the family--except papa, of +course.) + +Papa was reading the evening paper--something about stocks, I suppose; +Bob had both elbows firmly planted within two inches of the +student-lamp, handy for upsetting in case he sneezed; Mamie was looking +as doleful as if she had lost her kitten; and I was gazing in the fire +and dreaming. + +"Wish I had something to do," yawned Bob. + +"So do I," said Mamie. + +"Play checkers," I suggested. + +"No; only two can play that," objected Mamie. "Papa, don't you know +something we can play?" + +"Well," said papa, folding up his paper, "let me see. Bob, take yourself +out of the lamp. Play 'Recondite Forms.'" + +"What's _recondite_?" growled Bob. + +"Recondite means _hidden_, _concealed_, and this game is called +'Recondite Forms' because-- But you will understand it better after you +have played it. I want pencils and some rather thin paper." + +Bob and Mamie collected the pencils, I brought a supply of French +note-paper from my desk, and we all drew our chairs about the table, +ready for work. + +[Illustration] + +Papa took a pencil, and made a kind of wiggle, like No. 1 in the +picture; then he laid over that another sheet of paper, which was thin +enough to allow the pencil mark to show through; this he carefully +traced, so as to have an exact copy, and did the same with two other +sheets; then gave us each one, and told us to see what kind of a picture +we could make out of it; we might add to the line as much as we pleased, +but we must not alter nor cross it. + +"Oh," said Bob, "I don't know what to make!" + +"Hush!" said Mamie; "I want to think." + +Then silence reigned--at first puzzled, but afterward busy. + +"I've got it!" shouted Bob, dropping his pencil. + +"So've I," echoed Mamie. + +"Now for a grand exhibition!" said papa, collecting the papers, and +laying them in a row on the table. + +Bob had made a parrot out of his "wiggle," papa a graceful floating +figure, Mamie a high-heeled shoe, and I a fool with cap and bells. + +"Now," said papa, "do you see why this is called 'Recondite Forms'? In +this first line all the other figures were hidden, and it took only a +few pencil strokes to bring them out." + +"Yes, I see," said Bob. "Now let's try some more wiggles." + +"Wiggles!" said papa; "I don't know but that's a better name than the +other." + +"Oh yes; re-con-dite is awful hard," said Mamie. + +"Wiggles it is, then," said papa. + +And "wiggles" it has been ever since. I will add, for the benefit of +those outside my own small circle, that instead of French note-paper, +the common white wrapping-paper, such as grocers use in tying up parcels +of tea, is just as good for the purpose, and a great deal cheaper. With +several sheets of this, and two or three lead-pencils, "wiggles" may be +played for a whole evening. + +In the picture No. 6 is a new "wiggle" for _you_ to try your hand upon. +See what you can make of it, and in the next number I will give you _my_ +idea. + + * * * * * + +=Hats.=--The felt hat is as old as Homer. The Greeks made them in +skull-caps, conical, truncated, narrow, or broad-brimmed. The Phrygian +bonnet was an elevated cap without a brim, the apex turned over in +front. It is known as the cap of Liberty. An ancient figure of Liberty +in the times of Antonius Livius, A.D. 115, holds the cap in the right +hand. The Persians wore soft caps; plumed hats were the head-dress of +the Syrian corps of Xerxes; the broad-brim was worn by the Macedonian +kings. Castor means a beaver. The Armenian captive wore a plug hat. The +merchants of the fourteenth century wore a Flanders beaver. Charles +VII., in 1469, wore a felt hat lined with red, and plumed. The English +men and women in 1510 wore close woollen or knitted caps; two centuries +ago hats were worn in the house. Pepys, in his diary, wrote: "September, +1664, got a severe cold because he took off his hat at dinner;" and +again, in January, 1665, he got another cold by sitting too long with +his head bare, to allow his wife's maid to comb his hair and wash his +ears; and Lord Clarendon, in his essay, speaking of the decay of respect +due the aged, says "that in his younger days he never kept his hat on +before those older than himself, except at dinner." In the thirteenth +century Pope Innocent IV. allowed the cardinals the use of the scarlet +cloth hat. The hats now in use are the cloth hat, leather hat, paper +hat, silk hat, opera hat, spring-brim hat, and straw hat. + + * * * * * + +=Sponges.=--The coarse, soft, flat sponges, with large pores and great +orifices in them, come from the Bahamas and Florida. The finer kinds, +suitable for toilet use, are found in the Levant; the best on the coast +of Northern Syria, near Tripoli, and secondary qualities among the Greek +isles. These are either globular or of a cup-like form, with fine pores, +and are not easily torn. They are got by divers plunging from a boat, +many fathoms down, with a heavy stone tied to a rope for sinking the +man, who snatches the sponges, puts them into a net fastened to his +waist, and is then hauled up. Some of the Greeks, instead of diving, +throw short harpoons attached to a cord, having first spied their prey +at the bottom through a tin tube with a glass bottom immersed below the +surface waves. + + * * * * * + +[Illustration] + +A YOUNG CENTENARIAN. + +LADY (_with an eye for the picturesque_). "How old are you, little boy?" + +LITTLE DARKY. 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